The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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Mo Yan thought for a moment, and his eyes were slightly dimmed.

I really can kill all the people who oppose them, including the guys with ulterior motives in the little guys, but they can’t start with his parents alone, or else his heart, even if this is only the parents in his mission, I will not forgive myself.

"You can rest assured, I will let them promise." Mo Yan looked at Luo Yufeng with a burning gaze, and the firmness and affection in her eyes made her heart suddenly jumped two shots, and then bumped like a deer.

Luo Yifeng turned his head and stopped looking at him. He looked at the three people who were like ducks and walked cautiously.

I felt that they were too funny, and couldn’t help but raise their mouths and busy with their hands to cover them.

Behind them was a quaint sandalwood door, and Luo Yifeng reached out and knocked it. He wanted to determine what was behind him. Mohan came over and pushed the door directly.

The golden inside, the earth is full of funerary objects, Han Han is very happy, rushed forward to pick a few, but every pick can always find better waiting for himself.

After Luo Yifeng touched two hands, he resumed calm.

She stood up and retreated to the side, watching the three three people who kept picking up in the funeral pile for nearly ten minutes, and the brows wrinkled tightly.

"Enough!" She whispered.

But the three people were like crazy. They didn’t hear the words of Luo Xiaofeng at all, and while laughing, they continued to pick and provoke the pile of funerary objects.

Luo Yifeng still wants to talk, but Mo Yan came forward and gave a foot to the few people. Although the strength was not big, it made the people feel the tingling of the heart.

"What do you do! Who is playing with Laozi!" Yang Liangwei snorted loudly on the funeral pile.

"If you want to alarm the outside butterfly, you will continue to call!" Luo Yufeng felt more and more that they were dragging their hands and feet, and there was no such thing as a defense. "I have seen you here for more than ten minutes, you guys." Haven't picked it yet, how long do you plan to pick it up, pick a lifetime? Or touch the funerary objects here?"

Han Hao just had some unpleasant expressions and instantly stumbled.

"Damn! We have recruited!" He snorted with a bite of a tooth.

"Zhong Zhao?! What is the trick?!" Liang Qi touched the big East Pearl with one hand and felt the white jade in one hand. Obviously, he was still absent-minded.

"You will stay here with your treasure for a lifetime." Luo Yufeng did not take care of them again, and walked back to the funeral piles.

Although the room is large, nearly 300 square meters, but it is still two steps.

After the piles of funerary objects, several colored curtains were revealed. The above characters were written in traditional Chinese characters: "Life, injury, Hugh, Du, Jing, death, shock, and opening".

Is this the eight-figure picture of Zhuge Liang? !

"Who will break this?" Luo Yufeng looked helplessly to the few people who followed.

The body's original main feng shui technique only learned a few furs, and the five elements of gossip are even more ignorant.

Yang Liang and Liang Qi looked around and did not appear in the hall without any hints. Except for the piles of gold and silver jade, they were Pandora's magic box, and then they were invited to them.

Shaking his head hard, he gave the feeling of chaos in his head, and they apologized to the stalls.