Chapter 1901 Shadow Temple (1)

"The bones of the Son, the Son of the Dead, let you go past." Blood fluttered without a light cough, standing outside the door.

But the bones are like no sounds of blood floating at all, and the heads are wiping the utensils in their hands.

The blood floated twice, but still did not get the response of the bones, he sighed helplessly, can only turn back to life.

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There was no expression on the face of the dead, just looking at the file in his hand, perfunctory: "Let him come over."

The blood is a little bit dumbfounded, but he thinks.

But now the bones of the bones are almost maddening to the point where the six parents do not recognize it. If it is forced to tie him over, the bones will be afraid to die directly.

"It's better to go to see the Son of the Bone," he said.

It is clearly a twin, but now there is a fire between the dead and the bones.

Only because of his willingness to die, he was forcibly locked up, and he was not allowed to stop the departure of the Lord.

Since then, the bones are no longer willing to meet with the dead.

The two sons are in conflict, and the other undead in the shadow temple are pitiful. In the face of the madness of the madness, the bones of the body have to be stretched to prevent them from accidentally touching the brows of the bones. There is no residue left.

He died and looked up, and the black scorpion swept away from the **** body without emotion.

The blood floated and smiled: "The Holy Blessed Son misses the Lord. Although the Son of the Dead, you command us, you must not interfere with the actions of the Lord. However, it is not a way to go down the Son of the Bone. I wonder if you can find the Lord. The whereabouts of the fall is to have a position to let the sacred son know, and he can be a little calmer."

The fear of the bones is that the shadow Lord once again did not say goodbye as it was a million years ago.

A walk is the number of years.

"No." The opening of the dying.

The **** heart sighed and looked at the expressionless death, and couldn’t help himself.

It’s as if you don’t want to be like it.

So introverted, be careful to kill yourself one day.

Blood floated inadvertently saw the portrait of the shadow of the Lord, and it looked like a night, and did not move.

I miss the wheel, this one is not less than the one who is crazy.

Just thinking about blood floating, how to bring these two sacred sons together, the elders of the Shadow Temple are coming quickly, the magnitude of the action is large, and the bones of the earthquake are all smashed. It creaked.

"The beginning of the sacred son, the Lord, she is back!" The elders surprised.

The blood floating slightly, and the future is open, I saw a whirlwind blowing from the side, and then turning back, where is the half-dead figure?

"..."

Say good and calm?

The dying quickly came to the temple of the Shadow Temple, and what it was, it was the shadow of the brand in the soul.

Among the long-changing black hazelnuts, there is a hint of joy that is not easy to detect.

Ye Qingyan stood in the hall and looked up and saw the death in front of his own eyes.

She is...coming back...

Ye Qingxuan sighed helplessly, she never thought about it, she actually took the initiative to return to the Shadow Temple.

However, she is back, and she has nothing to worry about.

The lips raised the smile that was light and familiar, and Ye Qingyi looked at the infatuation: "Have you ever thought about me?"

(End of this chapter)