Chapter 1462, you are looking for death (1)

"What about that? We can't break this enchantment with so many people? When the enchantment is broken, it is killing Mo Yan and Ye Qingwei." Jiang Qindao.

The elders shook their heads.

"This is the enchantment that has been passed down from the ancient dynasty. If you want to break it, the cost is too great. However, this enchantment is a great loss to the display. I thought that the ink had been injured before me, to her current situation. I can't hold back the enchantment for a long time, we just have to wait."

Jiang Qin hesitated for a moment, and this stopped.

In the room, after the ink drenched several people, a direct blood spurted out, and the delicate body was unstable.

Ye Qingyi rushed to stabilize the ink.

"Nanny!"

Ink eyes are slightly stunned, and the blood on the lips is wiped off. "It is my intention."

Immediately, Mo Yan looked at Ye Qingyu, who was worried about her face, and then swung away the haze of her eyes. She smiled slowly: "Hey, I will send you out from the back door after a while, you don't need to come back, just Go to your father on the lonely mountain thirty miles away. He should still be there."

The ink of the ink was very gentle, but the words that blurted out made Ye Qing’s heart startled.

"I don't want to go." Ye Qingying faintly feels that Mo Yan seems to be in the aftermath.

"Don't be stupid, those outside have sharpened their heads and want to be the mother's life. They don't mind playing with them, but if you are around, I can't help but distract." Mo Yan smiled and said.

Ye Qingxuan is a word that does not believe.

If Mo Zhen can really deal with Jiang Yan and others, he will not return to the room.

"Mother, don't lie to me, I am already an adult." Ye Qing said.

The ink sighed slightly, but it was a sigh.

Ye Qingying noticed at this moment that the dark face of the ink sputum did not know when it was covered by a strip of black blood. Her eyes also became dark and she did not see a little white.

"Mrs...." The maiden servant, who was seriously injured, saw the ink scorpion and took the medicine gourd out.

Mo Yan shook his head.

That medicine can only be nourished on weekdays. Now that the loss is big, she still needs to support the enchantment and how to drink it.

The ghost fox maid bowed his head, clenched his fists, and hated himself for being incompetent.

"Mother, what is your body?" Ye Qingyan was full of worry.

"Hey, you know, why did the ancient dynasty that was so popular in the past fall?"

Ye Qingqi shook her head, not only her, but the entire central continent. The understanding of the ancient dynasty was very rare.

"In the ancient dynasty, the people of the royal family are the top powerhouses. If they are placed today, they are not inferior. This depends on the blood of the mystery of my family."

"The blood of the Nether?" Ye Qingyi slightly stunned.

The blood of the Nether is an extremely rare blood and an extremely powerful blood.

In the rumor, the blood of the Nether comes from the **** of the Nether. He is free between life and death. He is a **** who likes to have fun in life and death.

Those who have the blood of the Nether can be extremely powerful by the power of the Nether God, but every time they borrow, they are at the expense of life.

The more you use, the shorter your life.

At this moment, Ye Qingzhen realized that the ancient dynasty would fall.

They may be strong, but they are powerful, but at the expense of life.

And in the rumors, those who have the blood of the Nether, it is very difficult to breed offspring, which also led to the end of the ancient dynasty is difficult to continue.

(End of this chapter)