Yun Zhanyi fell into thought.

At this time, Emperor Shaojin couldn't say that he would catch the second love.

That's love, cunning, not so easy to catch.

If Yun Zhanyi is still a one -grade sword repair, it is okay. They did do this that year, but they had three one product, two two products, one of which still did not return.

Now ... I don't know what the idea of ​​Yun Zhanyi will have.

Emperor Shaojin looked forward to looking at Yun Zhanyi.

Yun Zhanyi also thought about it.

"Catch all the love of the second grade."

Emperor Shaojin: "..."

He listened to Yun Zhanyi and said, "Let's start with the most impossible contact with ghost fetuses."

Gong Meng was silent for a few seconds: "Master, is it possible, is it called please?"

"It's almost the same," Yun Zhanyi said. "Those who have conscience cannot tolerate the existence of ghost fetuses. We contacted them first, and the later things are easy to handle."

She looked at Gong Meng again.

Gong Meng couldn't help but take two steps back: "I really don't know anything."

"One, two, two, people who are like you, tell us."

The expression of Yun Zhanyi is dignified: "Ghost fetus, involving the fundamental fundamentals of Shenzhou, not a trivial matter."

She also saw that Gong Meng had no concept of ghost fetus.

Seeing the look of Yun Zhanyi and Emperor Shaojin.

Gong Meng raised his brains and thought about it: "Although I am a lonely wolf, we have always been in love with the real manner, maybe you can contact the real person of Qingyue."

"Qingyue real people ..." Speaking, it was the real life.

Qingyue ... Yun Zhanyi also thought: "What does she have to do with Qingxiao real people?"

They are all monks from the beginning of the word.

The similarity of the legal number explains the problem. Like she is a real person, and my brother is a real person. As long as you look at this, you can see that they used to be a martial art.

No real person nodded: "She is the sister of Qingxiao real person."

"Qingxiao real person ..." This time it was Gong Meng's turn to mumble to herself, "She, is she still there?"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on her.

Yun Zhanyi asked: "Do you know?"

"How do I know how to know, I just heard of it," Gong Meng shook his head quickly, "So, we do n’t care about the wind."

"Cough." Wuya real coughing, "Don't hang that name on his mouth, don't learn the two of them. Now he is sealed, but it will come out sooner or later.

It is best to call him his ancestor. "

Gong Meng glanced at Yun Zhanyi, and when he saw Yun Zhanyi, he nodded, and then said, "The reason why we disagree with the ancestors is because most of the monks who believe in the heart of the infatuation are Qingxiao real people. After she is gone, she is gone.

Just believe in Qingyue's real person. "

"It's just that the real people in the Qingyue have been closed for a long time. Although the Yangquan Mountains have suffered a calamity, the real people who retreat in the fantasy or secret situation must be peaceful."

Those who escape are all low -level, even if the wind does not return, it cannot be substantially attacked by the illusion of other real people.

Emperor Shaojin asked a very practical question: "How can we contact Qingyue real person?"

If the other party retreats in the illusion, then no one in this world can contact.

"Among the disciples of Qingyue's real person, there is one or two I know," Gong Meng said a little hesitant, "It's just that the other party may not be willing to see me."

Yun Zhanyi was curious: "What are you doing?"

An infatuated love, but it is just falling in love with the sword repair, and it is not a great sin. Why is the palace dream mixed like this?
Chapter completed!