Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

1570. One-year retreat [1]

As he said that, Bai Lu stretched out his hand, and with a thought, a white light flashed in his hand, and a white sword appeared in his hand.

Throwing the sword in his hand to Bingyan, Bailu glanced at Jianjian, and both of them disappeared into the ice palace together.

Qu Dingtian knew this early on, so he jumped on Jianjian's body and hugged Jianjian's neck, and disappeared together with Jianjian and Bailu.

Bing Yan quickly took the sword that was coming straight towards him, and said with lingering fear: "It's too scary, if I don't receive this sword, it will not drill a hole in my body..."

Before she could speak, Bing Yan looked at the white sword fluctuating inch by inch in her hand, she was slightly taken aback, her pupils constricted, she stood up abruptly.

"This is... is it... a bucket...?"

Bing Yan stammered a little, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

She looked up, but saw that He Xian and Yi Hucheng each held a sword in their hands, judging from the fluctuations emanating from the swords, they were also fighting weapons.

"My God... three weapons... what did Qingsha Bailu do?" Bing Yan couldn't believe her eyes.

Fighting weapons are rare in the first place, and being able to see one is considered lucky.

But this time, Bingyan not only got one fighting weapon, but also saw three with her own eyes!

Three! ! !

Bing Yan could clearly feel that his breathing seemed to be a little hasty.

He Xian hugged Bing Yan and sat on the chair, took the opportunity to steal a scent from Bing Yan's face, and then said: "Bailu is a craftsman."

In a word, Bingyan understood everything.

The bucket that shocked her was actually made by the woman named Qingsha Bailu.

Her heart seemed to be trembling because of it, Bing Yan clicked her tongue, fortunately, now she and that woman have turned enemies into friends.

Otherwise... even if she sends the entire Ice Race to fight, she won't be able to win...

……

Back on the Shenwu Continent, stand on the outskirts of the Sunset Desert.

Jian Jian glanced coldly at Qu Dingtian who was hanging on his body like an octopus, Qu Dingtian's hands holding his neck almost strangled him to death on the way.

"Qu Dingtian, since you've arrived at your hometown, you should leave." Bailu said, looking at Qu Dingtian lightly.

Perhaps it was because Qu Dingtian's eyes and mind were too clean, so Egret didn't want Qu Dingtian, who was as clean as white paper, to be polluted with blood.

If he wanted to stay by her side, he would have to fight and kill, it would be either you die or I will live, and his hands would be covered with murder.

"No, I want to influence you." Qu Dingtian's eyes shone like lightning.

With a cold smile, he flashed to Qu Dingtian's side, and Bailu kicked him to the sky without hesitation.

Seeing Qu Dingtian whose figure gradually disappeared in the sky, Egret's eyes flickered, "Stay by my side, no matter how white the white paper is, it will be stained with color."

"I'd rather be dyed..." Jian Jian said suddenly.

Bai Lu didn't know why he glanced at Jian Jian and shrugged, "You are originally black..."

The corners of Jian Jian's eyes twitched, and he snorted coldly. He raised his slender fingers and brushed the broken hair on his forehead, "My uncle is not black, he is handsome..."

……

The two walked towards the setting sun desert, and the slightest fluctuations could be heard from the dry land.

The sky is scorching red and the sun is scorching, surrounded by an endless desert, an endless dry land...

Walking to the inside of the Sunset Desert, the frequency of fluctuations on the ground gradually expanded.

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