Chapter 215

If she remembers correctly, this kind of pure black iron seems to be called black dragon chopping iron.

Nima, take the black dragon and cut the iron to make a carriage. It's a luxury to leave ink a hundred miles away.

She remembers that this kind of black dragon chopping iron is a good thing for making weapons. The modern auction price can be sold in tens of millions, and it's less than one jin.

This carriage can hold a two meter big bed. Murong Fengqing can't imagine where the price is.

The ancients, do you want such luxury!

"It's nice to meet you today." Just now if the voice of Yin soft words, now this sentence, but the sharp people creepy.

Just listening to the sound, Murong Feng leans into the sea of brain, and a eunuch with white face and orchid fingers appears.

Tut Tut, sure enough, some psychopaths can only fill the void with material.

Wait a minute. He said that today's reception is very good?

This is about her bumping into his carriage.

However, it's none of her business. Bai Hong is to blame!

"It's just that I bumped into Wang's carriage. It's not a trivial matter!" Hundred Li from the ink light floating, slow words, let everyone a creepy, miserable, poison King angry

It is said that the poison king is eccentric. He once broke a man alive because his carriage was polluted by the smell of his body.

Now Murong Fengqing has hurt his carriage

"Uncle, it's all an accident. You don't remember the villain's life..." Nangong feiran wanted to get close to Murong Fengqing, but the four guards in front of the carriage pulled out their swords and put them on his neck.

"The carriage near the king is dead!" The guard's cold words make Nangong feiran look cold. If you want to know who Nangong feiran will estimate, I'm afraid it's a hundred li away from mo.

Because he also has unfathomable martial arts, as long as he wants to kill people, he can take people's lives in an instant.

Today, he is not afraid of Baili Mo, he really dares to kill himself, but Murong Fengqing doesn't

"Accident!" Suddenly, a white hand close to snow suddenly stretched out from the carriage. The bloodless fingertips were all black. The strong black-and-white pairs made people feel scared just looking at them.

It's a strange hand. It's a mass of poisonous white bones. The dark nails are obviously very poisonous. No wonder we have to use black iron to make a carriage. Such poison will not corrode anything.

It's just that such a person didn't die?

Murong Fengqing is very good all of a sudden. What a frightening face does the legendary poison king have.

Seeing the snow like hand, a guard immediately opened the door and put the steps on the floor to let the people inside come out.

When the carriage first appeared, it was Wang mianyuguan of Shuanglong. Then it saw a pale face, which was no different from that of a dead man. The eyebrows, eyes and lips of the face were all dark, a kind of poisonous dark.

A pair of dark and cold eyes, itself because of the toxin has been contaminated by the dark, but the owner obviously is not enough, more with ink painting increased several times.

Baili limo came down from the carriage. Except for his face and hands, his whole body was almost covered with black fog. He looked cold and charming, and his whole body was a symbol of darkness.

"Even kicking the king's carriage several times is an accident?" I don't know when, Baili limo comes to Murong Fengqing, and it's like a ghost's hand reaching out to Murong Fengqing.

"Little uncle, she didn't know that the carriage was you. Moreover, she was Murong Fengqing, the princess who was married to you by her uncle!"