Chun Lan also sighed: "I still remember that when you were a child, you will buy it from the traffickers, teach me to literacy, teach me etiquette, and teach me to make sense ..." Her hoarse voice echoed in the hall, and she jumped into her look.

The color of memory.

Feng Qinglang's heart moved, and in the preparation of the background color, I couldn't help but add an additional touch of dark yellow that represents memories.

"However, I don't like you a little uncomfortable, so I scold me. In order to please those power, let me accompany me. Now the so -called status of more than 10,000 people is just let me stay with you

Do everything, be a intimate dog, Your Majesty, honestly, I don’t like this life ... "Chun Lan said, the voice is full of resentment, the thick hatred

cover up.

"Do you know? His Majesty, many years ago, I really wanted to do one thing. Today I can finally do so!" Chun Lan raised his right hand, and he would be pulled towards the queen's face fiercely.

But the queen didn't look at her, her eyes turned behind her, and Chun Lan only felt that the wind behind her suddenly turned around, and hurriedly turned around. I saw the seemingly rigorous old painter in front, and another female painter who did not say a word from beginning to end.

Already standing behind myself.

The emperor lazily said: "Chun Lan, say that I went out of the palace for the first time after boarding the throne, so I had to prepare more, so I found two more bodyguards, mixed in the painter, this thing was done by myself, so in you

In addition to calculations, it is normal. Well, they are the two -way mood of Miramine, and they are quite famous guardians. "

Chun Lan naturally heard this name, the duet of the mines, and in the Lanling Kingdom, a well -known bodyguard mercenary, each time it protects the employer with different faces.

When she thought so, the old painter had picked up like a chick, and asked, "His Majesty, how to deal with it?"

The empress sighed, and the deep pain flashed in her eyes, and her mouth faintly said: "Give her a happy!"

What surprised her was that her personal female officer had no panic in the eyes of her, and even had some unclear ridicule. I only listened to Chunlan said: "His Majesty, do you miss something?"

Behind the wind, Chunlan's feet fell steadily, because the owner of her hand, his head was in a hurry, leaving his master, and even the old painter's face, which was still full of planning.

Unconsciously, the death of God has come in an instant.

In addition, the female painter responded slightly and moved a step on the side, but she did not have time to die of the sad partner. The man's law behind him had followed closely to make up a knife and harvested her life.

Seeing that the two guards of the Queen committee died in an instant, Chun Lan couldn't help but giggled, and did not scratch the blood dots splattering on his face. He naturally put his hands on the shoulder of the murderer.

: "Your Majesty, how do you forget your personal guards?"

Just now the first round of the assassin was dragged out of the gray shadow outside the temple. She stood beside Chunlan with a face, looking at the queen with empty eyes, without the slightest feelings, it was his raid, and the two painters were killed.

It's.

Chun Lan's hand raised on his shoulders again. When the queen finally changed, when the hand fell, it was a crisp sound of "slap". A palm print was clearly stated on the Queen's still white and tender skin.

Fear finally poured on the emperor's eyes, and Chun Lan's laughter echoed on the main hall. As an onlooker Feng Qinglang, he was helpless. After a long time, none of them came to paint. Of course, he had to be better than them.

At least, he is willing to finish this painting.

Now Chunlan not only blocks the model, but also spends the prototype, and can only rely on memories to prepare the color of the cheeks on the Queen's side. Of course, no one will care about Feng Qing's thoughts, so he can still be very indifferent.

Continue the painting.

Chun Lan smiled: "His Majesty, still the previous sentence, do you have any last wishes?"

When saying this, the blade of the gray clothes has gently pierced into the queen's lower abdomen.

The blade is still quietly deepened, and the atmosphere of life has passed, which makes the Queen's power without the strength, but Chunlan is really the goddess of the queen. He knows the other party's mind and replied: "Your Majesty, you are too romantic, in those

In the romantic time, it is enough to let me do a lot of things. ""

The empress can no longer return to the other party. With the passage of the last trace of life, her circulating eyes wave completely solidified, leaving only the last faint regret, and deep blankness.

Chunlan sighed, and there was the charm of the queen. She looked at the gray shadow next to her, and bowed down and took the box that the emperor was close to her.

Stop, stare at the box.

Chun Lan's soft voice said: "It is the soul stone inside. I heard that carrying it with you can stabilize your mind. You will bring it in the future."

Gray shadow Muman's face smiled, very stiff, but tried to perform gentleness. He opened the box, and the endless light flashed in front of him, but it was not from the light of the soul stone, but hundreds of sharp steel

The needle, the moment the box was opened, the gray shadow had no chance to make any reaction at all. It has been counted by this full of heart. It was stabbed by the steel needle, and the life was harvested instantly.

Watching the ash shadow falling softly, Chun Lan approached carefully, explaining: "Sorry, the box needs a special method to open it, otherwise it will trigger the organ.

Know."

Feng Qinglang knew that this explanation was by no means to listen to himself, so he couldn't help but have a chill. Now that the model has changed completely, he can only depict the Queen's face with memories.

After Chun Lan had determined that the gray shadow had died, then the box was used to use the toes to the feet, kicked the lid with cautiously, and it was certain that the steel needle had been ejected to hold the box.

The incorrect way of opening will open the following layer and will shoot endless steel needles. She removes the layered steel sheet and takes out a humble stone.

Holding a gem value of Liancheng.

Feng Qinglang also watched in the distance. If he just looked at it, this stone really had no eyes. Only by carefully observing can he notice its wrinkled skin. It is very unique, like a wise elderly forehead.

Chun Lan sighed softly: "Is this the third -order town soul stone? There is nothing unique ... Do you say it?"

Let's talk about Feng Qinglang, the only survivor at the scene.

Feng Qinglang could only quickly let her face panic and helpless, and even showed her pleasure in her eyes.

Chun Lan said: "It's a pity, you look pretty! After drawing the paintings, I will give you a decent joy!"

The implication, Feng Qinglang is naturally a dead person.

Feng Qinglang wanted to squeeze out a few drops of fear of tears, or let his body trembling a few times, but after thinking about it, the soul stone has seen it, and you don't need to invest in the role?

So he lowered his head and let the brush continue.

Chunlan shook the bell next to the couch, the bells were three long and two short.

After a while, the temple door opened a seam, a middle -aged man who looked at him flickered into, and the temple door closed again.

The man looked around and his eyes were burning. After seeing the fineness one by one, he knew that the overall situation had been determined. He couldn't help laughing at the sky, and strode towards Chunlan.

Chun Lan snorted, obediently worshiped the incense kiss.

In front of a blood pool, before the corpse head, no one kissed.

Feng Qinglang wanted to protest something, but suddenly he remembered that in the eyes of others, his living mouth was only temporary, so he obediently stopped his mouth. His men accelerated the pen.

"Chunlan, you have made great achievements, how can you reward you?"

"Lord Ning, Chunlan just wants to play for you, don't reward any rewards ..." Chun Lan's hoarse voice greets sweet sentences, combining the blood of the blood, making the space all tempting.
Chapter completed!