They told me to leave things behind, but they didn't know that anyone in this world could die, except you.

This ticket and jade is my last gift to you.

It's no different from what I've given you in the past, a gift, that's all.

“Your Majesty, it's dawn. ”

“Mmm.”

He told the Emperor that it was dawn, and then the Emperor left the Patriotic Palace, like quiet when he came.

A lot has happened since then, the country, the people, a pile, the mystery, the excitement, no sign.

Xu Xiao's thoughts suddenly pulled off, hissing for the sudden sound of awesomeness.

Falling iron branches fell on the full body of the muse, his head and neck were broken and his eyes turned white only screaming a few painfully.

Just nobody cares about him.

In the smoke and dust, Xuan walked very slowly and very hard, and the long chain on the ground shook, the chain backed up, the hole pierced the ankle, some blood on the praise pants coagulated into darkness, and every step she took, she bled out some blood.

Xu Xiao's heart also mentioned the eyes of his voice. He quietly glanced at the dragon and thought that everyone present, including the prison guard Zhang Jin.

Zhang Jin's heart was already beating and his hands held his eyes tight.

She slowly raised her head as she walked in front of the dragon.

Zhang Jin has met the beauty of the palace before.

This is his first impression that the yearly violin is not a spectacle. But in her bones, she smelled a clear, clean and gentle taste, as if she were free of the dust. Her skin was white and her eyes were especially godly.

It's just that she's pale, her face is silky gray, her eyes are blue, and her lips are covered with a layer of foam, like dry dead skin.

And what most frightened him was that her stomach was slightly raised and she was carrying six armors.

She's the Emperor's woman, and she's carrying golden leaves!

The emperor doesn't even want his own flesh?!

He was still trembling, and he said softly, "What are you doing here? ”

Long Fei said: “Come and see you. ”

He said, suddenly reaching out and pulling the wax into his arms.

The two men walked apart, and the wax moved, and Nali snagged the epithelial flesh, pulling out a large chunk of flesh.

She bit her lips tight and her head was sweating cold.

“What are you wearing in there?” Dragons don't smile, but they don't smile in their narrow eyes.

Xuan glanced at him with vigilance and reached for his coat.

Zhang Jin saw the laughter of the dragon not leaving the corner of his mouth get bigger and bigger. He was pinching a sweat for the princess that year and suddenly a cracked voice stabbed him in the ear bone.

He was shocked, his eyes suddenly blocked, his head covered with a cloth towel.

His soul was uncertain, and suddenly, a painful cry broke out of the air.

That voice, it's a yearbook!

What did the Emperor do to her!!

When he was excited, he rushed in, but saw His Majesty King Lingrui's annual Zijin sniff bite his teeth, as soon as he threw his clothes, his figure went forward.

A sharp cold stroke passed and a long sword passed in front of Shinjin.

“Your Majesty, unless you kill me.” Air conditioning.

“How many of them can beat you?” Nian Zijin smiled, but suddenly pinched his hand toward the sharp light. "He couldn't fight, but he had to. ”