Chapter 4687

The emperor of the Dynasty and Mei Shitai are quarrelling over there. Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin frown and study the golden handkerchief in the chaotic and secluded environment.

"March This should be March. It looks like a golden hairpin... "

The eye light of Fengcheng forest aims at the golden hairpin on one side, and the eyes flow.

"You see, their patterns are really a series of Same style... "

On the gold handkerchief, it is also engraved with the same pattern as the golden hairpin.

This means that this guy is really march!

At the beginning, fengchenglin also took it back to the chaotic secluded place after seeing these patterns and confirming that they were genuine.

"San Shao, do you know how to open it?"

"I don't know..." Ling Luoyu replied simply.

How did you know that the gold hairpin was in her hands.

If the temple is there, maybe you won't worry.

But now they both look at each other a little bit!

"What about that?" Feng Chenglin looks at the mirror: "I see the momentum of the master Chao. If we don't see march again, we will tear up abbess Mei."

"I'll tear her up. Do you still care about her life and death?" Ling Luoyu looked at March with disapproving side eyes, and Dai Mei frowned slightly: "moreover, even if it is really torn up, it is not necessarily that the plum master suffers too much..."

"How do you know?"

"If there is no doubt that the king will win, when you disappear, you will start without hesitation In the face of crushing existence, who will have worries and hesitations? "

You said, "suddenly, Cheng Feng Mei Shitai looks weak, but she is not weak in nature... "

"Nonsense, otherwise, why should her Jiuhua Taoist temple be equal to a sect like chaoshanzong

"This woman Just like you, they are all playing pigs and eating tigers... "

"You're wrong. I'm really pretending to be a pig, but Mei Shitai is deliberately dressing up On the surface, she is weak and powerless, but it is estimated that the people of other clans all know that when this woman is fierce, she will die Therefore, the emperor of the imperial court was afraid to fight with her, but he didn't dare to use a knife or a gun With a knife? "

Ling Luoyu's voice you to a meal, think of what.

"Fat man Do you remember how I opened December that day

"Fengchenglin":.... "

Isn't that your own business?

How could he know?

"Zheng!"

The soul blade comes out of its sheath.

"San Shao..." Feng Chenglin quickly stopped him: "I can't open it, and I'm not in a hurry Open it slowly. There's no need to cut it? It would be a pity if it was broken... "

Ling Luoyu's white eyes: "there is a pit in your head. Is there water in the pit?"

"Fengchenglin":.... "

"I remember that when it was opened in December, my finger was cut and the golden hairpin was stained with blood, so it was opened..."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, I remember..." Feng Chenglin suddenly burst out laughing: "you said it earlier. It's just a little blood. How can you do it yourself? I just want to come... "

He rubbed his finger on the soul blade, drew a blood mouth, and dropped the blood on the gold handkerchief.

One drop, two drops, three drops -

it can be seen that the blood slides down the surface of the golden handkerchief and agglomerates a small pile under it, and there is no reaction.

"This It doesn't work... " Sucking fingers, fengchenglin is a little pity for his blood.

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