: 210 wind up the cloud volume, Qiankun first dew

Spend a sigh of relief to clean the dark medicine in the bowl, inhibiting the surge in the stomach, she looked up at the fifth, "When will this medicine work?"
The fifth road took her veins and said: "It's still a day."
Splendid eyes wide open, "This stinky medicine will have to drink two more bowls!"
"Patience," the fifth way let her go: "There is a simple truth to complete the jump on the 10th. Now, on the fifth day, the power of the Rakshasa blood is almost all drawn out, the next five days. You have to rely on yourself to tide over the difficulties."
The flower stunned and sighed. The pain that was digested by Rakshasa last time, she still remembers that the feeling that the internal organs are torn apart is really unforgettable.
"I will go to prepare medicine first. I have to work two hours today." The fifth road went out after saying it.
"Hey," Yan Yuyan took her hand and said softly: "I will stay with you."
The horror took his hand and looked up at him. "When you entered Brahma, did you also suffer?"
Yan Yu’s head shook his head.
It took me a year to enter the Brahma. In comparison, it’s much easier.

"I have always been very curious. Who taught your martial arts?"
"There are only three disciples under the two masters of Xiangyu Mountain. The first division is the south wind, the second division is the palace, the third division is the nine snow, and my master is the nine snow."
The horrified eyes suddenly became colorful. "So, I am still your ancestor!"
淳 燕 Yan Feng eyes with cold, "Nine Snow has long been separated from Xiangshan, this teacher does not exist."
"Why do you want to get rid of the mountains and the mountains?" The flowers were shocked and asked.
"Like you, she is a person who can't settle down in Xiangshan. The car and the witch have set the rules for the mountain gatemen to go down the mountain in order to restrain the door. So the nine snows are separated from the mountains. But occasionally go back and watch. Look." Yu Yuyan explained: "I was a disciple who was collected while she was traveling."
When the horror of the flower stunned, he changed his face and grabbed his hand with his hand.

Beginning pain?
Yan Yu’s eyebrows raised her,
Let’s go to the cold pool!

The two entered the water, and the horror of the flowers caused the pain of this sweeping face. She closed her eyes and clung to the body of Yan, and the red wall behind it turned into a fog filled the whole cave. When the time is weak, the two are wrapped in it.
"Don't bite yourself," Yan Yuyan looked at her with a distressed look and sent her hand to her lips. "I can bite me if I can't stand it."
The flower stunned and bitten his palm, but after a strong effort, it was loose. She buried her head in his chest and gasped and said: "I am fine!"
The blood fog around him is getting stronger and stronger. This is the trend of increasing internal strength. The stronger the internal force, the harder it is to accept and the more painful it is. On the fifth day today, can she really bear it? !
"Hey, don't force yourself!" Yan Yuyan said: "Now the fifth day!"
The horrified arms of his waist tightened, and the painful cold sweat rushed. After a long while, he took out the consciousness from the pain. "Hey, talk to me..."
Yan Yu wiped the sweat from her forehead and stunned her pale face. She wanted to help her, but she did not dare to rush, and paused and eased her mind: "Hey, I am not born by Situ Min."
The horror of the eyelashes trembled, but did not open his eyes, only listened to him to continue.
Yan Yuyan looked at the red floating in the air, quietly said: "I only knew when my eight-year-old my mother was a woman from the folk, named Shangguan, who gave her her name in the palace but did not give her a name. She built a palace for her to confine her to the place. The mother did not love the father, and he treated him like a stranger for three years. Perhaps the father’s patience was exhausted, and Situ Min took the opportunity to drive her into the cold palace. And ordered the palace to deny her to eat and wear. In less than a year, she was no longer interested in the cold palace. I sneaked into the cold palace, only to know that during the past few years, the prince was loyal to her, and because of this The two were secretly in love, the mother was pregnant, and gave birth to a baby boy who died exhausted. It coincided with the production of Xiangyigui at that time, I wanted to exchange the two..."
Yu Yuyan said that after a pause, after a moment of silence, he said: "In fact, I was killed at the time, killing the children of Xiangyigui, and keeping my half-brother. But even the day helped me, Xiangyigui The child’s time is less than a musk time.

"He... is it awkward?" asked the horror in a low voice.
"Yes." Yan Yuyan stroked her hair and eased the trepidation of the thoughts that had settled for many years.
"You have tried hard to get him to the throne?" This conclusion is not speculation.
"I am so jealous of my mother, I will pass on to Situ Min, recognize the thief as the mother, this hatred, I will never forget!" Yan Yu Shen sinks his eyes, the bottom of the slap shot of hatred.
The flower horrified to hold his arm under the water, and said: "Oh, don't do this..."
淳Yan Yan is a spirit, holding her shoulder and saying: "Hey, don't be distracted!"
"No problem," the smell of rust came from the horrified mouth. She grabbed his clothes and asked, "What about the future?"
"After the death of my mother, I was depressed in the end of the ceremony. He gave me his power before he died. Now I am in the root of the DPRK, and half of it comes from him."
"I will send the Jiangshan in the back to the hands of Yushang, regardless of the means." Yan Yuyan gathered the breath, the person in his arms, said: "Hey, then I will fade this body blush, also put on If you are as good as white, you will be with you all the time, can you say that?"
"Okay!" The flowers stunned and pulled the lips, and laughed softly. "No money is difficult, and you must blackmail your brother."
He laughed at Yan’s lips, but his color was not as relaxed as he was. He was only twelve years old. He knew too little, and he had to let him sit in the throne. It is necessary to pay the price. Which river does not bleed, Which emperor is not worried, since ancient times, to consolidate the emperor, to let the group of ministers return to the heart, to cut off the brothers' forces is the fundamental policy!