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"Ancestors!"

"Ancestors!"

Three unique princess Li Qianqiu looked at the blood in her face and bit her teeth to scatter the skin.
Mrs. Baihua’s skull flew instantly to the bloody army
Li Qianqiu is also gambling on luck. Several fairies have their own important events, and she has the highest level of morality. She has already felt the breath of terror that is hard to resist.
Is it a true fairy or a demon?
Nothing can be resisted by them except the skull of Lady Baihua to see if it can awaken the residual wisdom of our ancestors.
However, the sight before her made her cold all over.
Mrs. Baihua’s skull was swallowed up by that piece of blood without any resistance, and the spread speed of that piece of blood did not change.
"Just …"
Li Qianqiu, the princess of San Jue, looked pale and sighed.
With a stroke of her jade hand, dozens of flying swords were suspended behind her like peacock screens, and finally gathered into a magnificent sword to block the bloody army, the Great Wall of Ice and Snow.
Wang Xuan eyebrows a wrinkly slightly shook his head.
These three unique princesses are known as the three unique skills of law, machine and swordsmanship. He hasn’t seen them yet, but this sword is the first person he has ever seen.
However, the obsession in my heart is too deep
It is the greatest pride of the princess who died in the country to reorganize the troubled times and save all the people from fire and water.
I’m afraid I’d rather die than see my ancestors become evil.
"hey!"
Seeing the spread of blood color, Princess Sanjue waved her sword tactic in anger, and the magnificent sword light also collapsed as if to split the blood color waves in front of her eyes in two.
But at this moment, with lotus flower, several flags suddenly appeared, and the tattered face was about three feet high, and it was a ferocious ghost face.
With a flick of a few flags, the seemingly unpredictable sword light will crash and break. Not only that, but the flying sword behind Princess Li Qianqiu is also dyed with blood.
As if eroded, all flying swords scoffed at the white smoke, tinkling, tinkling and clattering, and the charm was gone.
Poof!
Princess San Jue was traumatized, and a pale golden blood spurted out, and even stepped back with eyes full of despair, watching lotus flower fill the line of sight.
At this moment lotus flower suddenly stopped.
Horseshoe, shout kill to an abrupt end.
Then a female plaintive song sounded.
"The palace wall is deep … the moon is cold, the mountains and rivers are full of smoke, and the jade building in Chung Shan Man is not covered by the canopy …"
Accompanied by the famous "Mourning the Moon", the battlefield was silent, and then an illusion appeared in the blood.
A woman dressed in a white palace wandered through the lush garden in the month and climbed into the splendid attic with her back to them and finally looked at the north …
In the illusion, there is also a glass skull flying around in the lotus flower as if looking for something.
Huoyu waved his hand and ordered the army not to attack.
Many people look at the front with complicated eyes.
Li Yuan, the sage of the White Tiger soldier, fought in the four directions, and Mrs. Baihua missed going upstairs day and night, looking forward to the day and night when the banner was heavy and the canopy was returned.
Now it seems to reappear yesterday.
However, one has been dead for thousands of years, leaving a wisp of residual thoughts for sustenance, while the other is evil …
Suddenly, a big hand was stretched out in the lotus flower, and the bloody arm armor was ferocious with a hook and a nail, and the skull was carefully shaken.
In an instant, the lotus flower dispersed, and a knight appeared alone on the battlefield, riding an animal’s visor, and behind him, the tattered flag fluttered fiercely, holding the skull in his hand and being silent.