Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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In fact, Xiaoyue can say that Luo is very happy. This proves that she knows that she is wrong and that she knows what is wrong with her.

There is no natural wise man in this world. Everyone is a fool, but he is always smarter on the road of exploration.

"Small moon is very cute, expensive is frank." Luo Dust gently chuckled, his eyes finally looked at the direction of the stone, and turned away.

"Sister, it's so beautiful here, but if Xiaoyue didn't guess wrong, it should be..."

"Don't you see the stone monument at the entrance when you came in?" Luo looked at her and asked, "This is something I have been wondering about..."

After all, when you see the three words, and they are in the palace, you should not be able to go in.

"Is that three words?" Xiaoyue was embarrassed and scratched his head. He smiled and said: "It is like the font of the ancient Chinese, I can't read it."

"No wonder..." Luo said in a dusty way: "You didn't know what it meant."

"When I first came, I met two people who were extremely annoying. I had a few arguments with them. Only when I remembered that it was a palace, I rushed into it..." Xiaoyue frowned. "I came in after I am even more afraid. I always feel that I am solemn and solemn, and I am still a little dangerous."

"Not dangerous, nothing." Luo Dust chuckled: "Sister will protect you."

This is where the burial is, what can be dangerous.

"So what are the words written at the door?" Xiaoyue blinked his eyes, his rounded eyes turned, a look that was eager to get an answer.

Luo Dian thought about it and cleared his throat: "There is written... Ten miles of Taolin."

"Oh---" Xiaoyue looked awkwardly and said: "I will say it! Such a beautiful place will definitely have a very elegant name. Ten Mile Taolin, really nice..."

At the same time, above the main hall.

Everyone in the white clothes, swearing: "Long live my emperor, I have a spirit in the heavens to protect the Fengtai Guotai Minan, the weather is good."

The sound fell, and everyone slammed a head.

Feng Qianche sat on the high position, and the deep eyes were slightly blurred. For seven years, time has passed, it has been seven years.

He does not need her to bless what Guotai Minan, the weather is good. He only hopes that she can have fun in another world, and he can be safe.

After the end of the ritual ceremony every year, he can be sad for a long time.

I always feel that a heart is floating, not going up, not coming down.

For a long time, he has never spoken. Until the footsteps of the father-in-law walked up to the side of the hall, he leaned over and stalked: "The Queen of the Ministry of Military Affairs and the daughter of the local official, Chen Xi, told the people that they had entered the successive cemetery..."

"What?" Feng Qianche's lazy eyes instantly became cold.

Just a second change, people feel that the emperor's body is full of killing.

"The old slave has sent someone to check it out, but it matters a lot..."

"Take the road, I want to go in person!" Feng Qianche clenched his fist tightly, and the good-looking scorpion was cold.

An inexplicable familiar feeling came to life. When she was alive, he could not protect her and let her die in the East Palace, which she thought was the safest.

Now that she has passed away for many years, there are still people who are not dying to disturb her.

Do not those people do not know, but no one who has walked into the cemetery is still alive!