The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 462: Chong drowning (seeking a monthly pass!)


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It seems to be stiff.

Jimoya blinked.

Huan Qingyan didn't notice it herself.

Of course, based on the IQ of her three or four-year-old children, she can find what she eats, which is good, what else can she find?

So, she held it in front of Jimo Ya like a treasure, and said excitedly, "Eat, eat..."

Moved to Jimoya to help her cut with a knife.

Jimoya looked at her so much, his mouth squirmed and said nothing.

Yan Yatou insisted on treating the artifact as a watermelon, so he cut it to her and let her give up.

So he said with great interest, "You put it on the ground and I will cut it."

Mo Wu has always been rigorous and serious. At this time, he couldn't help but pull his mouth.

Young Master, this is not a watermelon, this is a purple-order magical artifact worth 600,000 yuan!

Is it really appropriate to cut like this?

Fantasy Yan Yiyan put down the ball in her hand, and as a result, as soon as she put it down, the ball rolled away like a bone...

Provoked Huanyan to giggle, and quickly followed the rolling ball to chase.

The room is just that big, with the ball running in front and Huan Qingyan chasing behind, just keep running around the circle...

The innocent and happy laughter spread all the way like a silver bell.

The most weird thing is that Jimo Ya's expression, a calm and gentle smile, an unprincipled pampering color, and contentment.

When she is happy, he is happy.

The only Mo Wu is a normal person. There are only two words to describe the feelings of his young master and the fantasy girl, and he can't bear to look directly.

Over there, Huan Qingyan was about to chase the black ball. It was at a corner. She was anxious, swooped over with her body, and pressed the ball with her body.

The ball is motionless again.

At this time, Mo Si came knocking on the door and rescued Mo Wu in the dire straits.

"Young Master, the original owner of Bao Tenggen found it."

Jimoya's expression brightened, and he changed from a state of being a spoiled wife and mad demon to an indifferent and indifferent appearance, and the whole person seemed to exude a little stream of light.

"Who is it?"

"The Lin Family of the Xuanchu Empire."

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An uninhabited deep forest and old mountain.

This is the end of the Ziyun Mountain's Dying Grand Canyon. Here is a barren forest, known as the Desolate Forest.

The Ziyun Mountain Range is extremely long in the hinterland of the human race. It is connected to the Grand Canyon of Death in front and the Sea of ​​Canglang behind.

Between the Ziyun Mountain and the Grand Canyon of Death, there is a desolate forest.

This is the boundary between the human race and the monster race.

Very few people come because it is too dangerous.

But here is also an area with abundant resources, such as rare spiritual plants, rare wonders, natural materials and treasures, everything you need. Since ancient times, this is a place for some desperate cultivators of the human race, and it is usually a place for gold. Their burial ground.

There are fierce monsters, natural poison barriers, highly poisonous fruits, and cannibal flowers...

It has been three days since the white dust has entered the desolate forest.

He also left the Canglang Academy after taking away Huan Qingyan at Jimo Ya.

Xiaoyan became like that. He believed that the responsibility was huge. He didn't protect her well. He had to be responsible for her, even if he was heavily injured, he didn't stop to heal.

He must find the natural treasures that nourish the soul.

He searched a lot of materials in the library of the Canglang Academy, and finally found some sporadic records, saying that there is a soul essence stone in the desolate forest. If you carry it for a long time, you can warm your soul.

So White Dust, risking layers of danger, came forward alone.

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