The prophet Tu seems to be very excited and wants to get up straight all the time, but she is wrapped with the white bandage around her body, which is just like a salted fish. She can't even turn over, let alone sit up.

It's just wishful thinking!

The arbor didn't expect that master Qin even found the prophet Tu.

At the beginning of the day, in other words, the prophet should have been looking for him last night?

"What did you torture her?" Small face paralysis raises an eye, eyes light cold sharp ground stare at Qin Xuan to look straight.

The latter smiled at her helplessly, "what are children doing so cleverly?"

See her a face to turn small expression, big childe hurried way, "I did not torture anything, I just want to know the whereabouts of five keys."

Before the little girl frowned and asked, Mr. Qin replied obediently, "the holy land of Chilian is guarded by the five great families of the forgotten Sichuan. Each aristocratic family has one key. Only with these five keys can we open the channel to the deep place of the holy land of lotus. "

"Longhui said that the holy land of Chilian was automatically closed a year ago. Even if you get the so-called key, open the channel and get to the gate of the holy land of Chilian, you can't go in."

Qin Xuan smiled and shrugged, "try it. How do you know if you don't try? "

There was a faint light floating in the dark of his eyes.

The tree stood on the side of the stern rail. Looking in this direction, he felt that his dark eyes were too deep to see the bottom.

"Dong Dong, Dong!" The prophet thumped excitedly on the wooden stretcher.

In the eyes of Prince Qin, the two servants reached out to the figure prophet in the stretcher and sat up.

The tree was reluctant to glance at her and see what she looked like at the moment.

Her whole face was buried under the bandage. At this time, she was staring at her with eyes hardened with cold poison.

There was a faint voice in the mouth.

The tree carefully distinguished. The old woman, Tu prophet, seemed to call her "Muqiao".

Her eyes then looked at the past very coldly, and her breath sank with the cold.

Picture prophet bow back, seem to want to tell her something, broken broken voice, in arbor ear.

It took her a long time to distinguish between them before she pieced together valid information from her intermittent words.

The prophet Tu is probably saying:

the snow is very good. As time goes on, the dragon family, who lost thousands of years of Xiejiao, will eventually drown in the flood of history. The dragon's family of forgetting Sichuan, who has no pearl, is dead!

It's just that she's too hard to speak. She's been off and on for a long time. She hasn't finished a sentence yet.

But the tree was impatient to hear her break it off again. He glanced at the prophet Tu coldly. In a word, he denied her self righteousness and said, "you are wrong."

"Wan Chuanlong didn't die because of the loss of the Pearl, but because of your own death."

She is no longer willing to talk nonsense with this old woman. In this case, although Qin DA and Qin Er have no house arrest, they will not let her leave the ship easily.

We have to find another way to run.

The tree's eyes turned suddenly and said to Dugu Ling, "how about a competition?"

Dugu Ling's head suddenly shook like a rattle, "no, no, you want to cheat me again! You want me to slap you, you take the chance to fly away

The tree snorted and turned its head.

I want to find a boat to leave. Naturally, I want to go to the abyss and wait for Joe's lotus.