Fantastic Landford.

Numerous long breath, wake up from the nearly eternal sleep.

"How many years?"

"Squiring Yuan Ying, dare to declare war on the local government? Where does the confidence come from?"

"Look ..."

"I waited for a long time to sleep for too long, the world has forgotten Jiuyou's horror."

Mixed with chaotic and distorted mandarin, echoing in the underworld, the disdain of disdain and anger, but it does not last too long.

One inch of green mangt passes through the dome shrouded in the dense fog. As the only bright color of the world, it looks particularly eye -catching against the lining of pure gray background board.

Suddenly.

Looking at it, the sound of the sorrow ended abruptly. The heavens and the earth were silent.

The names below below are enough to deter the ancient giants of the times after another. The darkness turmoil. At this moment, they are all trembling, and their heads and rats are rushing.

What's more.

Simply fell to the ground to death, his lips kept squirming, and thought of words, they were praying, or in the case of begging, the owner of the inch of green, do not find them.

As if the brutal wolf group should have been a hunter, he encountered a natural enemy.

He eats taboos!

Mowing

Happiness Community, Room 308.

Yi Qinglan's injury was not light. When she regained her consciousness again, it was three days later. She opened her eyes and presented in front of her eyes, but it was not a modern building in memory.

Qinxiang's vintage interior, Guzheng chessboard? Copper mirror makeup table, pear wood round table, white wax oil lamp, and a moment of heart, she seemed to dream of returning to two thousand years ago.

"Where is this ..."

Looking around the familiar and unfamiliar scene, Yi Qinglan Liu's eyebrows frowned.

"Your dream."

Through the inherently charming voice, from the ear, Yi Qinglan followed the prestige, a peerless red dress, an unexpected person ...

Chan Hong!

"My dream ..."

Yi Qinglan was stunned, and immediately narrowed the coldness, not inferior to the narrow frosty eyes of the other party, and said indifferently: "Why do you appear in my dream?"

Aside from the dreamlessness, anyway, there is a place where the red clothes are.

"Huh, do you think I am willing to stay with you?"

,, Also has no good atmosphere: "If you weren't for the young master who worried about your body, told me to come and stare, and your dreams are disgusting at a glance."

I heard.

Yi Qinglan suddenly said:

"Yellow Liang's Dream."

The technique of entering the dream, a word of words, a dream is true, the truth is only in one thought.

Five thousand years ago, Shen Yu faced one of the four major maids of Shangyang Palace. The famous magical magical power of the cattle was inherited from the Emperor Chen Yi, and it was cultivated to the peak.

After breaking, you can only understand the true meaning of life.

Yi Qinglan has just experienced a competition for life and death, and almost half of her feet entered the ghost gate.

The landlord is complete, and the two are complete. When Chen Yi wants to take this as an opportunity, forcibly capture a trace of heaven, push Yi Qinglan to the realm of chopping, water to the canal.

As for the side of the red coat, she does not need to worry about it at all.

In the past lives of Ning Hongyou, the Buddhist Taoism was doubled, and the root bones were good. In addition, the red clothes itself were shocked. When they were recovered, they were led by the previous lives.

"Master said."

"As the aura recovers accelerates, in the near future, there will be more and more ancient sages, and the dark movement comes to the world. We must improve our strength as soon as possible ..."

For a while, Xun Hong's clothes rarely put away the cynical on the face, and looked at Yi Qinglan, solemnly: "Especially the god feathers of 5,000 years ago."

"You should be more clear than me."

"The emperor of the Shenyu dynasty, did she have a strong heart? It has nothing to do with it. We can't give my fate to a stranger who is in a plain life."

"There is a sword and a sword in your hand.

After knowing it, Yi Qinglan suddenly woke up.

If she keeps her position two thousand years ago, she really does not have to worry about Dong Yunyue's shot against herself. But, in this life, she and Chen Yi have inextricable relationships.

Very true.

Dongyunyue has no possibility of betrayal Chen Yi. The problem is that she is not Chen Yi!

Consid by.

The pressure suddenly doubled, as if there were invisible hands, holding her heart fiercely.

Grab a man with the emperor, and the emperor is still a tyrant ...

Yes.

She finally thought of the important information that was ignored a while ago. What was it?

The eyes turned to the red clothes, and the colorful: the enemy's enemy is a friend, not to mention that she and the red coat are not a dead enemy. The united front is undoubtedly the most preferred.

Cultivate feelings.

This is probably one of the reasons why Chen Yi designated the other party with his dream.

Never thought about reunion, Dongyun Yuejiao is unparalleled, do she must avoid her edge? Why? But for a few years, luck is better!

"What should I do?"

Yi Qinglan's tone is slightly soft: "You said, I cooperate with my best."

In the face of the goodwill released by the other party for no reason, I was confused, but I still truthfully said: "I will plant the devil in your dreamland, you have to do it very simple ..."
Chapter completed!