Conceited Advisor Princess

"She even has to go to her for dinner, otherwise a person will forget to eat and sleep!"

... song Ningyu doubts how these two people came together after all. Is it not that Bing Mu has the plot of loving his father, and it happens that the fire in this building is hot and young?

In Song Ningyu's questioning eyes, both of them turned their heads and looked at her. The look seemed to be asking, do you have any opinion about us together? Song Ningyu shook her hand and smiled abruptly. This was probably the first time she joked with her other men, but they didn't seem to regard her as the Lord.

Song Ningyu thinks he is a good friend. She doesn't want to be a great man. Naturally, she doesn't need those who are cold all day and fear her. She must be happy when she is happy in life. Don't look back. She has lived such a lifetime, but she doesn't even have anything worth remembering.

"Go up there and have a look!"

The jade step winds up all the way. It seems that there is a large pavilion on it. Song Ningyu hasn't reached the pavilion after walking a cup of tea. Because the wheelchair is not easy to move up, Lou Huo goes up with a small soldier in his arms. The gait is called a moving cloud and flowing water. It's like a swimming dragon, but it's like a startling flood.

Song Ningyu stood on the jade steps holding her waist, looked up at the building fire that was approaching the top, wiped the sweat on her face, and clenched her teeth in anger. Why is her internal power missing!

Lou Huo didn't find song Ningyu until he ran to the Jade Terrace. Song Ningyu couldn't help spitting bubbles in her heart. She really ignored her home when she had a daughter-in-law! Lou Huo stood at the top of the jade steps and looked at her coldly with Bing mu in his arms.

"Hurry up! Even I'm up. How long do you want to climb down!"

"Lou Huo! I'm your Lord! You give me... Find out!" song Ningyu looked up weakly and struggled to move by holding the pillar of the jade step. I don't know why, every step is like a kilo! Bing Mu looked at Song Ning Yu, who moved step by step, and muttered, "isn't there any mechanism here?"

I took out the paper in my arms and turned it over. I didn't see anything special. Song Ningyu wiped the sweat on his face, tied the gold and jade painting tube tightly on his back, and began to move up with difficulty.

Bing Mu shook the drawing in Song Ningyu's hand, and a beautiful little face became more and more soft under the light of the night pearl. The charming laughter like a yellow warbler was raised in the underground city: "Lord, come quickly. The scenery here is good, and the whole underground Chang'an city came into view! Up from this position, it should be the main hall of the White Horse Temple!"

Bing Mu was very excited. Song Ningyu waved her white and tender hand towards song Ningyu. Song Ningyu struggled to climb. When he looked up, he left most of the jade steps and a small part of the jade steps to climb.

Louhuo leaned lazily against the column next to the pavilion, and didn't look at the situation behind him. He just looked at Song Ningyu like a good play: "this jade step is a heavenly step, a total of 9999 steps, and the Lord has taken 79673 steps."

"..." song Ningyu gnashed his teeth, raised his head, glared at the fire, clenched his teeth and then climbed! She climbed!

When song Ningyu climbed up the pavilion with sweat all over her body, half an hour had passed. The soldiers who were originally in the arms of Lou Huo were squatting lazily on the ground opposite song Ningyu's four eyes, handing out a tent to her, with a smile in their eyes.

"Lord, I don't think you need to work so hard when you go down."

Song Ningyu nodded repeatedly, touched out the water bag he was carrying, and drank it for several times before calming the boiling blood and breath in his heart. The voice of the building fire sounded coolly: "Lord, in this situation, rolling down is indeed the fastest."

Song Ningyu stared at Lou Huo suspiciously. As a master, she was fooled by her subordinates. Her face! Inside! Where to put it!

Unable to turn his eyes at him, his eyes fell into the pavilion. Lou Huo held his arms and his eyebrows and eyes were stained with Xiang Fen's smile: "this pavilion is the place where Hongmeng emperor used to sacrifice when he took the treasure."

Song Ningyu wiped his face hard, sweating, and his teeth trembled with anger: "so!"

"So, Lord, we can go down." Lou Huo's mood became excellent inexplicably! Walking briskly, he held bingmu and began to fly down the jade steps. He saw song Ningyu gnashing his teeth. The sound of building fire came up from below: "if the master needs his subordinates to hold him down by holding him, the subordinates are happy to help."

"No!" Song Ning Yu stared coldly. She had reached the two people below the 9999 step and wiped the sweat on her face. She felt that she had to pay great efforts to move a little!

A trace of evil interest flashed in Lou Huo's eyes and looked at the people above. Bing mu, sitting in a wheelchair, smiled and said, "maybe only the master is imprisoned here."

"Because of the printed jade, she takes the printed jade to the sacrificial platform. The printed jade is made of special material, and the lower part will attract her, so she can't even use her internal power." it's actually good for song Ningyu. Every time she walks, her internal power will be forcibly improved!

The Song Dynasty was as like as two peas in front of the pavilion, and the city of Changan was bustling with vitality. The old stage and Song Ningyu looked at the top floor of the Longmen inn. The same thing seemed to be heard.

This is a dead city, trapped countless people's lives, and now trapped countless people's lives. How many people want to find Hongmeng's treasure, but how many people can't break through and die at the station. Under the White Horse Temple? Can you really wash away the resentment that takes root, sprouts and thrives in the day of resentment?

The ancestor of Hongmeng is really ridiculous.

Song Ningyu looked up and saw a sign written on the pavilion. The whole person looked stiff immediately. Moon Pavilion

She once saw it in the underground Mausoleum of Tang state! It was a very strange Pavilion. She had seen her mother in the pavilion, and even the portrait of Hongmeng ancestor lying in the coffin!

At that time, it was just a beautiful dream. In other words, the words "moon Pavilion" would appear here. The same Ling tomb has been the same for hundreds and thousands of years. Is it really a coincidence?

I don't know what ink the pavilion was written in that month. There was a faint refreshing smell. Song Ningyu stepped back two steps to see the sign more carefully. As soon as his feet slipped, song Ningyu immediately rolled down the 9999 jade steps.

Looking at the two people in other places, he saw a figure rolling rapidly towards the jade step. Bing Mu patted the building fire in a panic and said anxiously, "isn't that the Lord? How can you really roll down! Come on, go and help me."

Lou Huo touched his chin and looked at the figure falling rapidly. He raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer: "it's too late for such a speed."