Chapter 3303: Northern Liangcheng Love: Lengwang's Unique Pleasure (30)

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Only those who use the ancient soul incense will die seriously within seven to fourteen days. Even the doctors in the palace cannot know why.
"Know it." Bai Jiaojiao carefully put the ancient soul fragrance into the sleeve and said: "I will not use it at will, I will only use it on key people."
The key person called Bai Jiaojiao is Luo Dingchen. After all, the kind of grievances that have just appeared, in her opinion, is to count the new hatred and old hate.
When the front half of the column is fragrant, the showgirls present are receiving several cards in turn.
After some of my martial arts people struggled indefinitely, they finally chose to give up.
After all, the sword has no eyes, even if they can not become the most noble woman in the world, but at least they have no worries in their lives.
Can it be ruined if the performance is performed on the stage and the face is accidentally scratched?
In addition, they will not martial arts, losing is already an inevitable result, so there is no need to let go.
Although they always turned back and forth when they turned away from the military or their elders, they did not have more choices.
In the end, I left these more or less martial arts foundations, or I really wanted to be the nephew of Leng Qingfeng.
So even if they know that they will lose, they want to let go.
For what?
Reputation, status, power or love.
I am still waiting for Luo to find out why this person is coming here for more.
The pair of martial arts centers has definitely begun, and it makes sense. This is the least exciting fight ever seen by Luo Dianchen.
Not only is it not wonderful, it also looks particularly funny.
In particular, two people who do not have martial arts are particularly cautious after they take office. After all, they are women of big families. They usually do not dare to do whatever they want, let alone fight with others.
But every time Du Gonggong shouted: "There is still a quarter of an hour, if the two girls still do not have a winner, they will be defeated."
Only for a moment, two women who were still embarrassed by each other rushed forward to grab each other's hair.
I don't know why, the woman always likes to catch her hair, and she can't help but laugh at the scene.
The people who were nervous under the stage also had fun, and even some screamed: "Come on! Fight her, hit her, grab the hair and catch the hair!"
Such a scene is not a female draft in the palace, but rather a civil chaos.
Leng Qingfeng, A cold Qing Feng, what do you want to do?
"Time is up -" Du Gonggong suddenly remembered, breaking the test on the stage.
Both of them were breathing heavily, their clothes soaked and sweating.
In the end, the woman in the yellow dress won a little victory, but looking at her, it is estimated that it is no match for the second game.
The hair is messy and his face is pale.
After stepping down the stage, his brother's palace university teacher felt distressed and touched her head: "Ninger, isn't it better? Brother can't bear to look at you."
"I can do it." Xue Ning sucked his nose and said: "You also know that I have admired the cold king today. I have carefully studied every poem. He likes the stars and observes the sky as my biggest hobby. ""
"but……"
Xue Ning said with a strong attachment: "Brother, I have waited for this opportunity for too long. Cold King has finally been drafted. For whatever reason, no matter who he is, I think this is the only chance."