Chapter 480: Music, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting 1
An Ye watched Luo Qingkuang doing it here and there, and when he came back to his senses, he was stunned for a moment! What appeared in front of him was indeed a peerless handsome man!
Sexy thin lips, calm eyebrows, and cold faces, but when they look at each other, you can see the passion in their eyes. The handsome face, and the petite but extremely elegant figure are enough to attract beautiful women.
their attention.
Luo Qingkuang pursed his lips and said calmly: "How is it? Is the effect okay?"
"certainly."[
"Then let's go!"
"yes!"
Luo Qingkuang and others followed Luo Bingjie to the palace. Most people in Suhuang Kingdom can ride Warcraft. After all, the Warcraft here are different from Xuantian Kingdom and Dragon God Kingdom. Maybe because they are far away from the Nightmare Forest,
Some monsters can be fed and tamed.
Therefore, there are quite a few people who use Warcraft as mounts on the street. Luo Qingkuang and others also got a few first-level Warcraft and rode on them. Although these Warcraft are very low-level and do not have high intelligence, after all,
It's not used for fighting, so they don't really care about it.
On the way to the palace, they could often see some extremely powerful third-level monsters carrying people through the streets. When these high-level monsters passed by, they would always frighten the first-level monsters that Luo Qingkuang was riding.
She had to kneel down and worship immediately without moving, which made her speechless.
She still misses the Fire Leopard who was relatively close to her! Just thinking of the Fire Leopard, Luo Qingkuang can't help but think of Bing Po. When she thinks of Bing Po, her heart can't help but ache, and then she becomes silent.
Occasionally, he would look at the fragments of Bing Po's body in the space ring, which were still ice cubes. Luo Qingkuang longed for the day when he would suddenly see these fragments forming that cute beast face again, with furry snow-white hair all over his body.
A pinch of black flame between the eyebrows, like a burning soul...
No matter how you think about it or do it, the final outcome is still painful.
Bingpo is still dead. Although there is a possibility of resurrection, the chance of resurrection is too slim. I am really afraid that one day, she will collapse because of missing her too much and will not be able to hold on.
Why do people always learn to cherish something after losing it? Only then do they know what is important to themselves?
Like that cute little beast, like the Qin Zi beast guarding her...