fairy tales

Chapter 1165 Out of the Sword Tomb (1)
"Ah~~~"

A shrill scream came from...

Everyone on the round platform looked at the corner below the slope, and their nerves tensed up a lot. The continuous screams made everyone's scalp numb, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

"What's going on?" Ao Xiong frowned and said, he and Xiao Feng were the first to come to the round platform, and they are still standing at the same place.

On the side, Xiao Feng's complexion also became serious, his eyes were slightly nervous looking down the slope, and he murmured: "Third Young Master, you must not have any accidents!"

"Ah~~~"

The horrified screams were getting closer and closer, and at the same time, an overwhelming stench rushed towards the face, the evil aura was extremely compelling, and the void was filled with that extremely disgusting smell of decay.

"Bah, bah, shit, why is it so stinky, how can I eat?" Wei Yunlong smelled the stench, and quickly spit out the meat in his mouth, and at the same time threw away the meat in his hand, with a look of bad luck , but after he scolded, his expression also became dignified. At some point, on his right hand, there was already a crystal clear shovel, which was shining brightly and glowing.

"What's going on here?" Ouyang Xuan is probably the most unrestrained person among this group of young talents. A woman with a graceful body, this is really a big name.

The appearance of the two women is extremely outstanding, graceful and graceful, with a graceful body, exuding infinite charm, and their shallow smiles are pleasing to the eye. It is extremely comfortable to be surrounded by these two beauties, and since they can enter the sword mound, other Their own strength must be extraordinary, and the two women are by no means ordinary vases.

Ouyang Xuan's own behavior was extremely conspicuous. Although he didn't like to talk much, and he didn't greet the people around him very much, everyone still cast their eyes on him from time to time.

A man like an evildoer.

Ouyang Xuan's body was a little thin, but he was dignified, with a pair of eyes that were as dazzling as pearls at night, shining with dazzling light, and his long hair was scattered freely, indescribably chic.He was dressed very casually, with a linen coat on his body, but the linen coat seemed to be a mink fur padded jacket, with an indescribable temperament, a general and emperor's demeanor.

Just looking at that temperament, those bright eyes, no one would underestimate this man.

Ouyang Xuan, about 1.8 years old, about [-] meters tall, stands upright, with a stern face, and there is a small scar on the right side of his face, but it does not affect his beauty at all, but adds a bit of wildness.In his hand, he held a two-foot-shaped tubular object, with a white shell, about an inch wide, and more than two feet long, resembling a wooden stick or a saber.

"There may be danger later, you two go out first." Ouyang Xuan said to the two graceful women beside him with a pitiful smile.

"Yes, son."

(End of this chapter)