Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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"The Mujia caravan is resting on the hill and is being retouched at the moment."

Soldiers who had been ordered to follow up on the car marks earlier, were respectful and obedient to the young people on the horse.

More than half of the time, about 10 o'clock in the morning, leaving Penglai Xixi far away, the four seasons are also distinct, the tail of the spring can still see, the narrow canyons are a kind of daisy in the spring, the light pink flowers with the wind Swinging, it is not good to say in the morning sun.

Of course, people who are so cool and hot like silver masks have no intention of watching the scenery at such a crucial moment.

He is also a man of martial arts. His ears are outstanding. It is not difficult to hear the breath of Baizhang’s outsiders. The neighborhood is so close, there are no flowers on both sides of the canyon, and there is no ambush in the grass.

There is a sneer in the mask of the man's lips. This place is most suitable for setting up a volt. If he knew that the caravan will change the route and choose this place to set up, it is not necessary to waste such a valuable agent, but it is not too late. The difference in identity, so that Mu Jia can only eat this dumb loss.

The little girl of Mujia is not bad, but she has seen the nine brothers? It is a pity that the Wanjia family can only be put on the side room.

When I think of the old man who has no one in sight, there is no innocent business woman for the side room. The mask man can't help but feel good.

"Let everyone be careful, if there is any change, kill it."

"Yes!"

The team had about three hundred cavalrymen and began to cross the canyon.

At the thought of the powerful female martial arts who were extra in the intelligence, there was some vigilance in the mask male heart. The sound of the horseshoes echoed in the empty canyon, and there was nothing unusual.

A gust of wind, the light pink daisy petals fall with the wind, the valley is full of colorful, the petals are also contaminated with a lot of dew and fragrance, this scene makes a team of iron-blood soldiers soften their hearts.

Feeling that the team was obviously slower, the mask man was dissatisfied, and he stabbed a few petals.

In the sun, the dew is crystal-clear, and the petals are fragrant, so this scene can be drawn into the painting. The mask man had thrown away the petals and suddenly stopped again.

Spring is getting farther away. In the early summer, more than half of the sunshine is a bit strong. Why aren’t even the little dewdrops dried?

The young face covered by the silver mask was pumping, and the man was angry and yelled:

"Retreat, all go back."

Go back? The soldiers are puzzled, the military order is like a mountain, and more than 300 people have withdrawn from the halfway of the canyon. There is not much confusion, which shows that the team is usually strict.

There were no ambushes and no arrows. More than three hundred people quickly withdrew from the canyon, and there was no abnormality in the places that had previously passed.

Seeing that the petals of the swells are like rain, the silver mask is close to the thin lips. He is sure that he has not made a mistake. This canyon has problems - but after so long, how can it not happen?

He blinked his eyes, and the sky seemed darker?

In fact, it was not that the sky suddenly became dark. It was the silver mask that the male suddenly fell off the horse.

In the dark, he heard a cold female voice talking:

"Look, isn't this just a tooth for a tooth?"

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When he woke up, he felt a little cool on his face, and he reached out and found that the silver mask on his face was missing.

This cognition made him suddenly wake up, remembering that he had previously ambushed in the canyon.

In the deep mountains of the mountains and clear waters, the silver mask was lost. Lin Luoran sat on the tree with his hands and looked at the man in the tree.

The sharp chin and thin lips, grew up a few years ago, relying on a presidential drama to go to Honghuaxia's surnamed male star. Of course, if the eyebrows do not engrave a blue ostrich, it will be more masculine.

At this time, of course, tattoos are not popular. Lin Luoran checked that his blue-eyed ostrich is born.

Such an obvious imprint, no wonder to wear a silver mask, and think of the name of Mu Qingshan when he saw him, Lin Luoran was interested in looking at the noble person in the tree.

"Seven princes."

The seven emperors suddenly looked up, and the woman in the green shirt sitting on the branch, her hair was **** with a blue ribbon, and she was leaning down and smiling at him. Reflecting the green leaves, the background is blue sky and white clouds, like a fairy in the mountains.

It is a very beautiful smile, but the seven emperors are slowly spreading.

Because the woman used the voice that was not in a hurry and slowed down: "The seven emperors of the empire, the mother of the mother of the sinner, after the rise of Yingying, the eyebrows are green, the warlock bluntly and your father wants to rush, was sent out of the palace since childhood, Until two years ago, Ying Wei died of illness... In this kind of adversity, you can also raise the heart of the position, and it is also a talent."

The eyes of the seven emperors are full of gloom.

"You are the female martial artist?"

Lin Luoran did not respond positively, and the face of Xiaoyingying suddenly became cold.

"If you want to win the position, it is not a shameful wish. For this reason, you have to betray your faith, and you can say that you are justifiable. After all, in order to fight for the big position, people who are not worried can not go to the end... Yes, destroying a woman’s innocence as a stepping stone is just something that I hate."

Well, I hate it, not only because the woman is in a weak position, but also because she almost encountered similar injuries when she was a teenager. That time, not Baojia, Lin Luoran simply could not imagine what would happen in the dark alley near the school at the age of seventeen.

When I saw the seven emperors, Lin Luoran was full of disgust: "Are you very strange how do I know what you think? I also know that you want to intercept these weapons, not just to stop your nine brothers from making merits... Once I thought about it if the iron horse of the country was broken, let the Penglai royal family fly away?"

The seven emperors are cold-spoken: "Nonsense."

Lin Luoran jumped from the tree: "Do you know, there is a kind of powder in this world, which can make people tell the truth that is suppressed in the bottom of my heart. Everything I know is what you told me."

Lin Luoran step by step, and the sentence is cut in his heart.

The pharmacist's status is not under the martial arts. He never thought that there was a strong martial arts, and he also had such ability in pharmacy. But if you don't believe it, how do you explain that the other person knows you so well?

The person who admires the family may recognize him, but there is absolutely no way to understand his hidden secrets. For example, the idea of ​​letting the hawthorn ruin the silence of Mufei and let the nine emperors lose their faces is not to be told. Can guarantee that there is no confession to people.

Lin Luoran looked at him with a cold eye and changed his mind, eventually biting his teeth:

"Mu Jiayijie merchants, how can you impress people like you, the winner is the king defeated, why things are here, there is nothing to say, you can invite the old nine!"

Lin Luoran smiled at him:

"Seven princes, I need to correct you two things. First, I am not sent by the Nine Emperors, nor belong to any faction. The only task is to protect the Mujia caravan."

The seven emperors stared at Lin Luoran, his eyes sparkling with unpredictable emotions.

Not far from the bushes, there is no wind, and Lin Luoran turned his head. "Do you hide it?"

For a while, a red dress appeared.

It is the Murphy and Mu Qingshan who hide and listen.

Lin Luoran admired Missy to recruit, and Murphy was still immersed in the potion that she ordered according to Lin Luoran. The proportion of those herbs she remembered was skillful until a group of three hundred people fell to the ground, she Only understand the power of the potion.

However, it is a very common herb in the mountains. It is such an amazing effect when it is reconciled. It is no wonder that the pharmacist has no place in the position of a martial artist. This kind of potion is used for war. Is it the so-called soldier?

What makes Murphy even more puzzled is that such a powerful formula, Lin Bo division casually leaked to her.

Her expression has been embarrassed, and she was eavesdropped by Mu Qingshan. In fact, she did not put it in her heart until she was smashed by Lin Luoran and had to stand up.

Mu Feifei still remembers many years later, the powerful martial artist pointed to the seven emperors who had been imprisoned by the empire to ask her:

"Second, I am not going to kill you... Miss Mu, this person who is trying to destroy your innocence and happiness, do you want him to live, or let him die?"

Want to let him live, or want him to die?

After Murphy’s glimpse, suddenly his eyes became red.

As a woman who enjoys the richness of the family, she has the responsibility to bear certain things. Just like the Mujia station team, need a bond, Mujia to support the nine emperors in the financial position, the nine emperors want to admire the heart of the family to be her side room... The emperor's little wife is of course called the side room, in fact, is not a small sister?

Who is a teacher, who is a female or a school accountant, or a small wife, who asked her if she would like it?

This is the first time. Someone pointed to the high-ranking royals who told her how to choose to avenge the enemy. It depends on your thoughts. Is there any political considerations that will allow her to vent her grievances?

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