My Beautiful and Bossy Wife

A yin mountain!

Su Jin's face is solemn. Although it is far away from here, the sights seen in the "Prison Eye of Mohe Town" are simply shocking!

The gray haze caused the ‘Yin Mountain’ to appear faintly, and a violent depressive aura rushed on the body. Around that Yin Mountain, there were a hundred thousand saints turned into stone, holding a unified war spear, standing outside the Yin Mountain!

From the look of these 100,000 saints, they are all young and middle-aged, and their uniform weapons are all indifferent. They have been dead for many years, and only the stone body remains in the years.

"In that Yin Mountain, could it be an Emperor Tomb." Su Jin muttered to himself unbelievably.

The emperor tomb means emperor tomb!

Could it be the emperor's grave before the era?

The breeze blows, and outside the quiet one hundred thousand stone soldiers, the mist is blown by the breeze, and the mist curls and relaxes, adding a terrifying atmosphere.

"Tatata!"

The sound came from the left, Su Jin looked over, and suddenly knew that there were square formations around Yinshan Mountain. Now it was blown by the wind. From the cavalry lineup of thousands of stone horses, there were ghost soldiers on horseback. A military formation began in a clearing!

The ghosts of five soldiers, as a small team, are constantly changing!

Su Jin was extremely shocked, lost the peace of the past, and the shock in his heart could not be calmed for a long time. There was a small team of five soldiers, and one of them displayed the ‘Holy King’s True Body’. The ghost can do this!

The most important thing is not this. The soldier who can display the true body of the Saint King should be a squad leader! It means the captain among the five!

If so, what is the cultivation of the centurion?

Where is the commander?

Su Jin can't imagine, but if this Yinshan ordinary monk can't find a way and strays into it, there is absolutely no end to it!

"Under this Yin Mountain, which great emperor's tomb is." Su Jin wanted to know that the temptation was right in front of him. If he could go in and obtain the emperor's original Dao Mark, the benefits would be obvious. But he knew that he needed to wait for the opportunity.

At the top of the 100-meter mountain peak, Su Jin didn't stay for too long, and he couldn't enter there temporarily. He bypassed the Yinshan Mountain and buried it further.

And at the moment!

On the other side of the weak river, someone has found the narrowest place and started to climb inland one after another!

"Little King Jinpeng is really amazing. When he first came in, he headed east. Someone just fled back from that direction. He heard that he was fighting with a blue bird and exhibited the'Kun Peng Shu'. Beheaded."

There was a group of monks who had survived the "weak water" together without any risk, relaxed, and told the deeds of Little King Jinpeng.

"Little King Jinpeng is very smart. He didn't rush to explore other relics, but walked along the weak water and blue river to find the Kunpeng corpse of the ancient beast."

"There is a fish in the North Ming, and its name is Kun! It turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Looking along the ancient'weak water', it is indeed the best chance to find it." A monk sighed for the cleverness of the little King Jinpeng.

But in a lonely and silent old forest.

Long Yingru, Princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, opened her eyes wide, staring at Xiantian Shiying with a bad face. I saw "Sakura" holding a white elixir like bamboo shoots, quack and quack, and the food was delicious. Seeing "Mom" like this, she immediately touched her belly with aggrieved expression on her face.

"Don't eat it!" Long Yingru said in a bad mood.

Kozakura hurriedly pressed her small mouth, her cheeks were full, and then she swallowed a lot of satisfaction.

If people knew that the white bamboo shoot-like elixir that Sakura was holding was ‘Agrimony’, they would definitely fight her! A magic drug for a full fifty thousand years! Eaten raw~~~

Long Yingru is now always on guard against Sakura, worrying as he walks, looking towards the vast distance, Su Jin doesn't know where he is, and he doesn't know how to find him!

Just shook the gods.

Sakura walked under an old tree. She didn't dare to bend down. She could only stretch out her feet very thiefly, and peel off a layer of broken leaves. Two white fairy lights appeared when her pupils stretched out. He stepped on the old medicine and grabbed it in his hand with lightning speed.

Long Yingru breathed out again, walked to her, stretched out her hand, "Give it to mom."

"I know where Dad is." Sakura licked her lower lip, her sprout little face revealed her unwillingness, but she could only deliver the old medicine to Princess Da Zhou, and then said.

"How do you know?" Long Yingru was taken aback.

"I saw it." Sakura has her arms akimbo.

"..."

When many monks were looking for opportunities in the ancient continent.

As the saying goes: Liudi bid farewell to the fall of the spring tide, and the flower pavilion stays happy at night. At this moment, the distant Blizzard City in the Northern Territory is full of stars. This scene is rare in the Northern Territory.

Blizzard City, Rong's house. In the Zhencai Pavilion, a middle-aged housekeeper wearing a fur robe was looking at the dozen or so servants who were kneeling in a rage. Among these subordinates, there are males and females, bowing their heads only conscientiously, not daring to face the housekeeper.

"The two thousand years of the'Dechuncao' disappeared four dollars. You'd better explain who took it, and admit that I spared him the life of a dog! If you don't tell me, I will cut it down when I find out who did it. His dog's head!" The middle-aged butler's gloomy eyes made more than a dozen servants silent.

No one answered for a long time, and the middle-aged housekeeper shouted: "Go back to me!"

When the next person retreated, there was an invisible fiery smile on the face of the middle-aged housekeeper~~~

...

The night is quiet.

Huaxie pavilion, windingly located, Rong Qingqing’s residence is in the wooden building, warm as spring, and the facilities are exquisitely decorated and perfect. On the desk, on an incense burner, a few wisps of light pink smoke are rising~~~

Rong Qingqing was wearing a nightgown and covered with a quilt. She felt a sudden discomfort, and her strength seemed to be eaten away. Her face was sweaty, her mouth was dry and her tongue was dry. At the table, her face flushed, and she understood a few things.

Who, who is!

Someone dared to prescribe medicine at Miss Rong's residence!

Rong Qingqing turned away from the stone table, holding on to the wall with an uncomfortable face, and when the door was about to open, there was a dark shadow on the door and window.

The black shadow was fleeting, Rong Qingqing's face suddenly paled, and a bad thought flashed in his mind: "Sister Yuyan!"

In the next room, Xia Yuyan, dressed in a white nightdress, was in a state of Rong Qingqing. Her cultivation base was not as high as Miss Rong Jia. After she was sober at this moment, she couldn't even get out of bed!

The luxurious silk and satin quilt was slightly kicked off by her, and Xuemei's long legs stretched out, anxious on her stunning face.

Strenuous.

Xia Yuyan struggled to move her calf a little, her crystal-clear jade feet pressed against the bed, and she exhaled fiercely, and suddenly she was ups and downs in front of her. The last trace of the moving force disappeared...

At this moment, at the gate where the wooden building entered, the dark shadow entered the wooden building!

Rong Qingqing finally opened the door of the boudoir and entered the living room, but now the man covered by the black robe came in!

Face Rong Qingqing directly!