Chapter 22 (1/2)

Chapter 22 Contents 4

Dreams come from around.

On the front and back, up and down, there were seas like whisper, terror, moss. The related voice was the male and female of both old and new, and were silent at all. Wei WuXian also listened to some fragile phrases, but they left and stopped communication with specific words. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

That really was too big. d.i.c.k pic or it didn’t happen.

Wei Wuxian still pressed his temple with one hand, I used to grab Grabber from Qiankun’s bag to catch the corn-big corner. Compa.s.s score was doubled, and then the speed began to be faster and faster. After a while he was angry.

Finally on Dafa’s mountain, when Evil Komps did not find instructions, it had changed. This time I turned completely in no sense. This situation was even more incredible than rates that did not change!

See WuXian’s shadow heart rose. He cried out loudly: “Jinlin!”

Both were in a stone castle, but no one saw it. Wei WuXian has shouted many times without waiting for an answer. The first stone chamber was empty, but one of the central chambers was a black coffin.

It’s a strange thing to have a coffin. However, the wood used was dark black and its shape was also developed clearly. Looking at this, Wei WuXian was very similar. He could not help but again called it. The tree was strong and the sound was difficult. He praised her. “What a wonderful coffin?”

Lan w.a.n.g Ji and Wei Wu Xian stood on the other side of the coffin. They came among them, spread their arms at once and opened the lid.

When the hat was opened, the noise around them increased sharply and penetrated into Wei Wuyi’s ears as a tide. Kano as they look at him in the secret eyes of innumerable pairs – so I saw that the coffin was that you tried to open the Wei WuXian thinking, the eyes of the proprietor to monitor, they spoke all the words, they will review all the actions that I met, intense or avoid the smell of scent and silence suddenly excited, or extend the monster’s claws, or drown Dokusui, rapidly toxic smoke There are several opportunities to spread and attack aggressive spectrum. Of course, his greatest desire was to see Jinlin. However, nothing happened. Nothing

Surprisingly, it was an empty coffin.

Wei WuXian was a little displeased, but I was a little worried that Jin Ling was not there. Lan w.a.n.g Ji came closer. Since b.i.+.c.hen is slightly larger for a few centimeters, cold light s.h.i.+nes to the bottom of the coffin. The only Wei WuXian is the coffin was empty, announced that within the object, he was much less than the one who was waiting for, that is not the fact that I’ve been hidden in the deepest part of the coffin.

There is a long sword in the coffin. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

There was no jacket on the sword. It turned out that the handle was separated from gold, it seemed quite heavy. His body was slippery and his face shone. There in a red cloth layer on the bottom of the coffin, to reflect the pale colors, was to release the destructive cold air.

The sword was put into a coffin, the corpses were not dead. This stone castle in the Xinglu chain really did not have the qualities to reveal the secrets of each step.

Both closed the coffin’s lid and went on a walk. Other coffins were in other rooms. Looking at the tree’s texture, their age was different. And there was a long sword in each coffin. Even as they walked in the last room, there was not even a Jinlin trail. We Wu Xian closed the coffin’s lid a little worried.

Lan w.a.n.gJi put for a moment looking at his knitting eyebrows, the guqin horizontally in the coffin, raised his hand. Melody flows out of his fingers.

He only played a short fragment and his right hand away from Guqin. He looked at the strings still vibrating carefully.

Suddenly the thorns trembled, and one sound sounded.

Wei Wuxian asked: “Inquiry?

This survey was a famous song made by ancient GusuLa troops. Unlike creation, the victim’s ident.i.ty was unknown and was used when there is no scope for information. The victim’s response was transformed into a melody through the investigation, while the karatebulo was shown in the chain, the player of Koryo used the note to find the problem asking the victim.

If the rope vibrates by itself, it meant that Lan w.a.n.gJi had already created a long castle there. After that, both will be questioned and answered by the language guqin.

The Guqin language was a special skill specific to the GusuLan section. Wei Wuxian knew many things, but he still had something he could not learn as linguistics. He asked, “Han Hw.a.n.g, ask who you are who you are and who did it.

Lan w.a.n.gJi made persuasive comments when he learned languages ​​without hesitation. After a while the chain played two notes separately. We Wu Xian asked immediately: “What did you say?

Lan w.a.n.g Ji, “I do not know.

Wei WuXian, “Who?”

Lan w.a.n.g Ji responded slowly. “I do not know.”

“…” We Wuxian looked at her and suddenly remembered the conversation as “independence” a few years ago. Touching his nose, he lost his words, I thought Ran Zhan was very s.h.i.+ning. He learned how to make me foolish. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

Despite the first question, Lan w.a.n.g Ji played another sentence. The string returned to answer the same two notes as before. Wei Wu Xian could say that the answer is “I do not know” this time too. He asked, “What are you looking for here now?

Lan w.a.n.g Ji, “What’s the matter?”

Wei Wu Xian: “If it does not take care of it secretly, so it does not know how dead it will explain, if it kills it, why do you know the person who killed it? Do you ask me again?

Lan w.a.n.g Ji raised his hand and played another sentence. But the answer was the same two comments – “I do not know”.

It was a spirit that was imprisoned here, but I did not know where I was, how it died, or who killed it. There was also the first encounter of Wei WuXian with such a dead. Along with changes in thinking, he again spoke: “And then asking for something else is not a man or a girl requiring him and not knowing that …”

Ran King did it as he said. After he took his hand, another chain sounded strong. Lan w.a.n.g Ji translated “Man”.

Wei WuXian: “We’ve finally arrived here 15 or 16 boys here, if they learn something, they will not return to post.”

Who answered, “Yes.”

Wei Wuxian again asked: “Where is he now?