In the confused eyes of all, a slight glance at Yang Tianjie’s rune seal made him look big and jumped up and asked eagerly.

At the same time, Golden also sniffed a few times and rushed to the front of Yang Tianshen and grabbed the kit. They also watched it from the front and it turned out to be a wisp of moss.
The VIP No.9 of Huigong has left, but leave a word for Gonggong to find a beautiful woman. That’s the word in Luo Cha Gate H’s novel.
Fairy was startled by Yang Tian slightly nervous way
Thank you, Luo Cha. These are for you.
After Yang Tian said something silently, he took a hundred nephrite crystals to thank the fairy.
Luo Cha Gate and Luo Cha Gate. What is that place? Have you ever heard of it?
Fairy leave Yang day immediately turn to ask you a way
Master sutra depository, you don’t know either
When they shook their heads, Xiang Er asked Bao Xiang’s way
The little monk knows Luo Cha but has never heard of Luo Cha Gate.
Treasure phase wry smile way
The State of Luo Cha. Why don’t we know where it is?
They smell and doubt way
Today, according to ancient books and records, Luo Cha was extinct thousands of years ago. It is located in the northwest of the desert of death
Bao Xiang Wei Yi recalls the origin of Luo Cha
Luo Cha Gate is likely to destroy Luo Cha, Lingling. We must go there.
Yang day took the kit will that a wisp of hair good firm way
If you want to go without delay, you may be able to find some traces of VIP 9, Xianger said
So we won’t wait here?
Xuaner avenue
I’ll settle accounts with him when I get back. I can’t care less now
Yang day shook his head with all the people directly to the auction instantaneous away.
Dad, they’re gone. Do you think they can come back alive?
A secret place fat watching disappear Yang days and others long relief way
Well, no stranger can walk through Luo Cha Gate alive.
Big elders cold hum a way
Chapter two hundred and fifty-four Blood Luo Cha
Yang Tian and his party have entered the northwest boundary of the desert of death after several major moves in Huayang Fairy City. It is a little disappointed that Yang Tian Jincan has not captured Lingling’s breath any more and has not detected the trace of VIP No.9.
Everyone fell sword light on a huge peak, and it was a continuous mountain and forest. At first glance, I couldn’t help but look at Bao Xiang. I only hoped that he, the master of the sutra depository, could tell that Luo Cha was in the approximate position.
I don’t know that as soon as Yang Tian came here, a cloud hung over his heart and he died. The haze that lingered in the desert for years was so uncomfortable that Lingling had to bite the bullet even if she knew the trap and plot.