The General’s Genius Daughter

"No, as long as we have been good to her, she will definitely make a little contribution to Murong's family." Murong's eyes are clear and bright, shining brightly.

Mrs. Murong sighed, "You, always thinking about this kind of trick, don't raise a white-eyed wolf."

Master Murong smiled faintly. His wife did not pay attention to him because he saw too many people. The dream poem is definitely kind of favored but not very reassuring, but when she is in trouble, she will swear. To the Zhong Enren.

"I hope I didn't read the wrong person..." Murong thought as if.

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Two days later.

Huameng Poetry came to a mountain in the west of Vietnam, and there was a stoneless monument at the entrance of Dashan.

However, Hua Mengshi reached out and a soft aura passed over the surface of the stone tablet. Five large characters appeared immediately: the eleventh hall of the magic gate!

Yes, this is her most true place to live in seclusion. The dream poems come from Xuanyuan City and have been used to display the shadowless steps learned from Murong. There is hardly anyone can learn this kind of footwork.

At least Hua Meng Shi is very satisfied with his ability, I believe no one can track her.

Hua Meng’s poems are back, and the spring scorpions sweep over the lush trees, no one.

So the figure of the dream poem disappeared instantly.

If it is not the flowering month, Huameng is quite satisfied with his own qi, but unfortunately in front of the flowering month, it is simply vulnerable!

Hua Meng Shi soon came to the mountains, in front of a huge black temple, heard the footsteps, the black door slowly opened, two 17-year-old women came out, "See the main Welcome the return of the Lord."

"Straight!" Huameng poetry restored the look of pride and slowly entered the black temple.

The two maids did not dare to look up at her until the flower dream poem went into the temple, and then sneaked back to look at the woman with the fluttering clothes.

When I saw that the right hand of Hua Mengshi was wrapped in layers of white gauze, I couldn't help but be surprised.

However, they did not speak, closed the door of the temple, and followed the flower dream poem.

On the promenade of the temple, two women in a row of pink coats, they look pretty, young and not too small, with a respectful look on their faces.

This is the staff of the eleventh hall led by Huameng Poetry. Most of them are women and some male disciples. They are standing behind the female members. Although they are not kneeling, they are squatting and their expressions are respectful.

After returning to the eleventh hall, Hua Mengshi felt the exaggeration, ignored the right hand he had not, and walked into the temple of the temple.

"You all retreat."

Stepping into the temple, the dream poems faintly told the women who were kneeling in the temple.

"The subordinates obeyed." The women slowly stood up, retired and retired, and closed the temple door for Huameng.

The temple of the plume is the place where the flower dream poetry is closed.

She went straight to the end of the hall and pressed her hand on the red handprint on the wall.

Bang-

A soft bang, a door opened on the wall, and the dream poem walked in. The inside was a small passageway leading to the ground.

After the flower dreams stepped in, the door slowly closed, and on both sides of the passage, there were bright and beautiful night pearls.

Hua Meng Shi went to the underground hall, which is also very luxurious. Even the ground is paved with white jade, which is more luxurious than the palace.

The following is a big hall. The flower dreams are usually cultivated here, and in the middle of the hall, there is a stove that is white and foggy. This is the spirit furnace. Every temple of the magic gate will give the temple owner such a stove. Help the lords get more aura, and it will be smoother when they practice the killing skills.

The main hall has a left side and a passageway that is large and bright.

Hua Meng Shi took a big step and crossed the passage to the front of a pool of steaming heat.

In the pool, sitting on a handsome woman, if the flower habitat is here, I will be very surprised - this woman is the Pearl County.

On the night of the Castle Peak Temple, the Pearl County Lord wanted to seduce the clouds and ink, but was dragged into the lake by the temple owner Lin Qi, and left the Qingshan Temple with the flower dream poem.

Later, the dream poems were made by the Blue Luo recommended for the eleventh temple, and the Pearl County Lord naturally became her men.

The Pearl County lord was tarnished by Lynch, and his heart was filled with hatred. The whole person was almost mad, so the dream poetry was to use the weakness of the Pearl County lord to lure her to practice some bans from Murong's family.

Hua Meng Shi is also a wise man, and it is impossible to even get into the whole person for some bans.

No matter what the ban is, she will let the Pearl County first try. If the side effects are not big, then she will try.

"Pearl, I am back." Hua Meng Shi looked at the closed woman in the pool, faintly authentic.

The Pearl County lord came out of the state of cultivation, and now she is also a perfect day, and she can come out from the state of practice at any time.

"Dream, are you coming back? Great, is it something good for me?"

The eyes of the Pearl County Lord are bright, flying from the pool, and there are drops of water on the body.

However, the Lord of the Pearl County slightly operated the aura of his own body, and the wet robes were dried up.

"Of course, you see, what is this?" Hua Meng Shi smiled and took out the scroll in his arms.

The main eyes of Mingzhu County were green, and they quickly grabbed the scrolls in the hands of Huamengshi. When they opened it, her pretty little face began to glow with excitement.

"Oh my God, the dragon is a god, I remember that I have seen such legends, a very powerful ban!"

The Pearl County owner could not help but marvel.

"Yes, I got the ban from Murong's house, so I will show it to you first."

Hua Meng Shi smiled, but did not hide the tired look on his face.

"Dream poetry... Hey, what's wrong with your hand? How do you get so many white gauze?"

The Pearl County owner saw the right hand of the flower dream poem wrapped in white gauze and was shocked.

On the face of Hua Meng's poem, there is a painful look, and there is an incomparable unwillingness.

"I met Godsend, so I wanted to tie him up to threaten the flower season. After all, I don't know when she is progressing now. I didn't expect to take the godsend away... The flower habitat appeared, she took a shot. Knocked my wrist..."

There is a strong hatred in the eyes of Hua Meng's poems. "I didn't expect her to be perfect in the round, and I lost my wrist in one stroke... I am very reluctant, but I am probably injured if I am injured. She, so..."

The words of Huameng poetry immediately aroused the hatred that the Pearl River County’s main heart accumulated almost to explode. After all, in the Tianyuan continent, some conservative women still attach great importance to their chastity.

If a woman's chastity is destroyed by a thief, then there is no chance and qualification to marry a man she likes, and it is even more impossible to be a room, only to be a small person.

However, Xiao Yan is particularly angry, and even the people in the main room can bully. This kind of life, the Pearl County owner does not want.

And the cause of her being defiled by Lynch came to Huaqianyue!

If it is not her, then the cloud will not ignore her Pearl County!

If it weren't for her, Yun Momo would not follow her to Qingshan Temple, and she would not start with the flower dream poem...

If she didn't go to Qingshan Temple, then her Pearl County lord is still an innocent girl, she will not have full hatred, and she will never dream of Lynch that night...

"Haha, dream poetry, wait for me to become a dragon god, I will give you a killing flower!"

The main person of Mingzhu County smiled coldly, and greedily quickly looked at the contents of the dragon gods.

"Pearl, don't force yourself, this scroll will be placed here first, let's make it together!" The eyes of Hua Meng's poems are grateful with flashing tears.

The two women looked at each other deeply and showed a smile.

However, Huameng poetry has not been reconciled, and she was stopped by a voice ring. She had to let the Pearl County lord practice first and go out to deal with the affairs of the magic door.

This time the visitor turned out to be Lan Luo.

The blue-lost group’s messy hair is still the same, but the color is not very good.

"Luo? You came here to see me, I was really touched. I heard that you killed the flower habitat?"

The flower dream poetry greeted her, and Lan Luo grabbed her waist and kissed her red lips. "I still dream of poetry, that stinky mother..."

Lan Luo took a breath, he was a man, naturally he would not really succumb to the flower habitat, so he did not bring him into the cloud and the enchantment of the ink, he is also very fortunate.

"What's wrong? Is it... just a blind man?" Hua Meng's face was heavy, and the strength of Lan Luo was much better than her.

Otherwise, the flower dream poetry will not roll to the bed of Lan Luo, although the man looks good, but the messy hair makes people look down on the appetite.

"Yes, it’s just a blind man. The flowering month makes me stare at the action of the magic door, waiting for her to come out and look for me. But I want to be strong. The illusion of the dead woman is very powerful, and my lore is not called out. Controlled by her, defeated."

Blue Luo is cold and authentic.

On the face of Hua Meng's poem, there was a cold smile. She gently stroked the face of Lan Luo. "Lo, it is not an illusion, it is a dementor!"

When Lan Luo listened, his eyes widened.

Demention?

Isn't that the secret technique of the three major families? How could it be passed to the hands of Hua Xiyue?

"Where did she get this mystery? Is she the three family members? Or is it seen by one of the three families?"

Lan Luo hates to gnash his teeth, and his heart has a lingering fear. If Hua Xiu Yue is really fancy by the three major families, then he must be hanging.

"It shouldn't be... The news I got was that Yunshi Mo and Xuanyuan family were feuding, and Huashen's revenge was very strong. It was not learned in this year, but it was very early... It means that her master is not the three big family."

Hua Meng Shi analyzes sensibly.

Lan Luo chilled his face and burned a fire in his heart.

"I got a lot of secrets at Murong's home. We can learn together. When we can join hands to kill Huaqiyue, we will not only report our hatred, but also make a contribution in the magic gate!" Hua Meng Shi smiled, suddenly The image saw hope.