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

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So where did you go before you went out? !

Luo Yanfeng's face was tightly stretched, and it resisted the urge to call the two people out of the way, looking to the ink.

"What do you think?"

"Which one you want to enter!" Mo Yan said very casually, and did not know whether he was completely ignorant of the power of the eight-frame map, or because he did not even know which one was the only way out.

"Xiao Fengfeng, look at these palace lights!" Han Hao suddenly inserted a mouth, everyone noticed that the pile of burial is not a big palace lantern.

Before the golden treasure, no one can attract anyone's attention.

Luo Lanfeng counted, only to find that there are a total of eight funerary piles here, each with a small palace lantern in front, do not know when it is lit up.

Everyone carefully looked at each of them carefully and found that each of them was engraved with the corresponding words, each facing each door of the eight-figure map, and only the dead door was destroyed. The.

"Is this a reminder?!" Han Yu smiled smugly. "Little Maple, I said, I am still a little useful."

"Well, you are useful, you are the most..." When Luo Xiaofeng’s words were half, they felt a cold and cold sight on their body.

Don't think about it, who knows who it is!

As for? !

He is not familiar with him. Is he drinking vinegar as water? !

The sly will tweeted Han Yu’s words and swallowed it back. Luo Xiaofeng looked back at the eight-figure map.

"Go to the door!"

"But the hint is for us to die!" Liang Qi is very puzzled.

"Yeah, since I have found the prompt, it must be followed by the prompt, otherwise what is the use of this prompt?" Yang Liang also agreed to nod.

"All the things here = everything is very simple, from the cover, the butterfly, the funeral pile, to the eight pictures! But each one has a little bit of difficulty, so it is inferred that this is not bright If you go to the dead door, it’s too small to make up for this tomb.

The reason for Luo Yufeng is very good, but no one has ever entered this eight-frame map, and I don’t know what the rationality is.

Therefore, no one dared to believe his hypothesis lightly, and looked for ink to help.

"Give the door!" He didn't even look at them, he lifted his foot and walked toward the door.

"But..." Liang Qi still wanted to say something, but Mo Zhen interrupted him with a tone of indifference and alienation.

"Even if it is wrong, as long as he said, I will turn it into right!"

Although the sound of the low sand is very cold, but with an unquestionable guardian, this makes Luo Xinfeng's heart become full and full.

Ink's hand is small. She is too petite and soft to wrap her palm in her palm.

"Whenever you do something, don't let go!" he muttered softly.

Luo Yanfeng nodded with a red face and stepped into the door with him. Han Han bit his teeth and followed.

The remaining two looked at each other with some hesitation and had to follow up.

***

"Small smoke, you are finally back! Dad has found you twenty! You can rest assured that you are my daughter, I will definitely not let you suffer!"

Luo Liyan just walked down from the luxury car. A middle-aged man came over and took her into his arms.

"Dad?" Luo Liyan frowned and looked at the man in front of him. He always felt that there was something strange.