I Woke Up Pregnant With An Undead’s Child

Zhang Qiu was shocked, and Zhang Zuojiu asked next: "Hill, what happened?"

"No, nothing."

Subconsciously concealing the thoughts of the heart, Zhang Qiu is not in the state, full of the eyes are the eyes of the blush and the eyes of the Qinling ancestral country. Speaking of it, when I saw the eyes, I fainted, and then it was like a dream. In addition to the initial pain, the whole is still a good car dream, but the premise of all this is dreaming, the relationship with a man in a dream. After the cool, he may be shocked to shake his own sexual problems, and then may find a boyfriend to try, instead of now, the other is a zombie, a big man is still pregnant.

In this way, the car dream is not good at all, and even can be used in a car accident.

Zhang Qiu was running away. At this time, the slate under his hand moved, and Zhang Qiu was so scared that he quickly took over.

The slate was pushed open, and the difference was from the bottom up. The action was neat. Zhang Qiu saw the two steps of the subconscious and retreating. The foot fell softly and sat on the ground. The eyes were divided and the tone was slightly concerned. "What?"

Zhang Qiu’s thoughts were chaotic, and he subconsciously touched his nose and shook his head. “Nothing.” He bluntly opened the subject. “Is there something else underneath?”

The dissenting hearing was over, staring at Zhang Qiu’s eyes, Zhang Qiu was seen to have a feeling of making a mistake, and immediately stunned.

Zhang Yushui swept the two people interestingly and said: "What kind of riddles between you, let me go first."

"You must go first." The hand was wrapped around the rope and the rope was stretched straight, indicating that the two men were walking down the rope.

Zhang Zuojiu sees the difference between the thin body and the meaning of the two people change, the disappointment did not say anything, the eyes indicated no need. Zhang Yushui went down for the first time, Zhang Zuoji thought about the back of the temple and let Zhang Qiu go down first. The disagreement opened at this time. "I will take him down."

Zhang Qiu on the ground heard the disagreement and said that he was a little afraid of refuting, but he could immediately smash his eyes. He couldn’t help but swear, how could he be so good!

The Zhang family brothers swiftly and gently descended along the rope, leaving Zhangqiu and reunion on the ground.

Zhang Qiu’s darkness is disproportionate. His two big brothers are not light in weight. The disparity is a little effortless.

"You are afraid of me." The reunion suddenly sounded.

"No." Zhang Qiu swallowed.

Staring at Zhang Qiu's furry head, Zhang Qiu was so hot that he couldn't help but tell the truth. When questioning whether it was the millennium zombie of the country, the next Zhang Zuoji shouted: "We It’s down.”

Zhang Qiu, who was strong and courageous, gave it a sigh of relief. He looked at his head and looked at how pitiful.

Unrecognized from the corner of the mouth, Zhang Qiu did not see, self-contained into the infinite anger, he did not live up to expectations, how can he be such a big man! He is not so embarrassed at ordinary times!

All are strange!

When Zhang Qiu was indignant in his heart, he felt the cold hand on his head smashed him, and suddenly he was shocked. He lifted his neck stiffly and saw him looking at him.

"Hold my waist."

What the hell? !

Distinguished Zhang Qiu did not move, holding Zhang Qiu’s waist in one hand, Zhang Qiu’s whole person fell into the cold embrace of a hard state, the tip of the nose was a disparate taste, the brain was the same as the paste, and did not speak. Separated holding him on the slate, the moment of weight loss made Zhang Qiu's arm subconsciously hold the disagreement, the entire face was buried.

In the darkness, the sharpness of the lips is a little bigger.

The rope was shorter, and I was separated from Zhang Qiu in the air. I was so scared that Zhang Qiu was screaming, and I couldn’t help but stick to the body.

Zhang Yushui and Zhang Zuoji looked at the two people swaying underneath. They always felt that something was wrong, but they couldn’t say it.

Divorced and lightly jumped on the ground, after a few seconds, Zhang Qiu in his arms loosened his disappointment, coughed and coughed, very serious, like he was scared to hide in the distraction, not him, "haha, People are coming, let's go!"

They stood on the edge of the underground ramp, and the front ten meters were densely inserted with blades. They didn't know what the material was made. For thousands of years, they were still sharp and cold. As long as some people guessed the position of the tomb, they only stepped on the pedal. It’s a veritable string.

But now they are down, intact, and they are all out of balance.

Thinking of those eyes, and then look at the dozens of meters of dense blades under the slate, how ordinary people may unscathed, Zhang Qiu's heart is getting more and more serious.

They went out along the ramp. Zhang Qiu discovered that a dagger was inserted at the top of the stone wall. The entire body of the dagger was inserted. Only a head was left and a circle of rope was wound on it. The difference was to use this method. They are down.

"Follow me." The disparity sound was a bit cold, and Zhang Xiaoqi was running out of dissatisfaction.

Zhang Qiu’s voice screamed, and he was annoyed with his subconscious answer.

Stepping out of the ramp, Zhang Qiu’s shocked forgetting just tangled.

The front of the road is long and narrow, but it is very exquisite and luxurious. At the foot is the floor tile of the white and white jade. The top has a carved pattern. The top of the head is a curved dome. It is transparent. It doesn’t know what it is loaded. It flows back and forth like a starry sky. The light on the wall shines like a star, and the sparkling light is very slick.

"This is too exaggerated!"

Zhang Yushui saw this scene a little embarrassed, Zhang Zuojiu was also very surprised, said: "The ancient practice of a royal mausoleum has been spent for decades, but such specifications are rare in the emperor's tomb, too shocking."

The kilometer of the ramp, each pattern at the foot is exactly the same, the carving is very fine, the jade color is similar, almost no color difference can be found, such a project does not know how much it costs to build the Jingmen people.

After walking a few meters, the strokes began to appear on both sides of the wall, and the colors were beautiful. The characters under the brush were very vivid, and the left and right contents were connected.

Zhang Qiu’s eyes are inconspicuous. The content of the strokes should be the life of the tomb master. He guessed it first, but the more he did not look at it later, the first is a cute little Xiaozheng, but Xiaozheng’s face is very serious, wearing a dress It is not the children of ordinary people who have the momentum. Later, this Xiaozheng, who does not like to laugh, is the crown prince.

According to the murals, the history of Zhang Qiu is still ok. The key is to finish the research and overcome the memory.

This little prince should be the Hanzhang Emperor Liu Wei.

"No! This is not the tomb of Xia Huiwang?"

Zhang Zuoji answered the words, "Let's look back."

There are a few steps to change the style. It is much softer than just being solemn. There is a very gentle and beautiful man in the picture. I can’t see the age of a man. I often smile and look very gentle. I talk to the little prince and chat with the class. Later, That is, the little prince is enthroned, the man is kneeling at the feet of the little prince, and the little emperor can feel the pressure through the painting wall at a small age.

After that, the contents of the murals are all the daily life of the emperor and the man. The man is always accompanied by the little emperor, and he is not asleep, even if he sleeps, it is also a dragon bed.

"This man is the master of the tomb." Zhang Qiu speculated based on the vague historical content, but he did not know if he was a little bent. Now look at the little emperor in the mural and the general manager of Xia Hui Hui Weird, can't help but lick yourself in the heart, too impure, not looking at the little emperor only nine or ten years old.

The more backward, the young emperor in the picture grew older, his body was long, his face was the same as he was when he was a child, and he was particularly serious and sorrowful. He could change his temperament to the man, but Zhang Qiu always felt that this little emperor had grown up. A bit familiar, but the next Hui Hui Wang did not change, the little emperor ate a growth agent.

Zhang Zuo-Ji stared at the eyes of the little emperor who grew up to the 14th Five-Year Plane. He turned his head and looked at the younger brother in front of him. He did not speak.

They are getting closer and closer to the door of the tomb, and the little emperor in the mural finally grows up.

Zhang Qiu saw that the little emperor who grew up had a moment of embarrassment, and waited for the face of Zhang Yushui, the mouth of his surprise grew up.

"Two, two brothers -"

Zhang Yushui stood in front of the murals, and with the solemn look of the little emperor behind him, the two of them were exactly the same, saying that it was impossible for one person to be alone.

"Come on." The disparity stood in front of the tomb.

Zhang Qiu discovered that he had come to see the doorway too seriously. In the early Han Dynasty, influenced by the Qin Dynasty, the black and red color was respected. The door of the tomb was black and red. The ancient atmosphere of the carving, the wood did not have a bit of decay, and the two Zhumen closed, and in a flash, they returned to the millennium. In the court.

Zhang Yushui returned to God, his eyes were uncertain, raising his hand and gently pushing the two Zhumen, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people inside.

Zhang Qiu felt that the second brother is a little weird now. He subconsciously looked at the disparity. The disparity is like knowing what he asked. He returned to him with a peace of mind and reached out and naturally pulled his hand.

Zhang Qiu: ...

I don't want to pull, hug, and raise high!

Forget it. Zhang Qiu’s distracting eyes are beginning to smash, and you are happy.

The door slowly opened, and the dark burial chamber was lighted for the next second. It scared Zhang Qiu to shrink his neck. He pressed Zhang Qiu’s hand, meaning no need to be afraid.

"No fear." Zhang Qiu whispered, but his heart was settled.

Zhang Yushui has already gone in.

The tomb is very large, and I haven't seen it yet. It is a screen in the eyes. The silk embroidered paintings are all sealed with transparent materials. Zhang Qiu is too late to feel that this material can make the silk inside the millennium not rot, and all his sights are shifted. On the content of the painting.

Full of heart is the stun of the squatting, I know that the little emperor is a bend. He thinks that he really has to bend, so he can seamlessly identify the same person.

I was scared by my own thoughts.

In the huge screen painting, the little emperor is pressing his uncle to be ashamed. The two of them don't show anything in their clothes, but the contents of the painting can make people blush and know what they are doing.

The layout behind the screen is like a sleeping hall, and some of the furnishings are in the murals of the little emperor.

According to this speculation, the shackles of Xia Huihui should be at the rear.

The author has something to say: Do you have any misunderstandings about my attack!

From the attack, Zhang Qiu received, these two are the main cp.

This whole people base, there will be a lot of deputy cp, such as Zhang Yushui and Xia Hui Hui Wang, inspired by "Historical Records" ... ... Xia Hui Hui Wang Yan, Yong Ping fifteen years seal, Yan Yan appearance, Su Zong succession With the left and right', but I have processed it in the text, hey, look happy, overhead.

The sinister sinister little emperor attacked X's wife and tenderly condemned the emperor.

I will not back the pot when I stand in the wrong team. Good night, you are.