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"When people are alive, they always have a little dream. If you are dreaming, you will know when you enter."

Ye Lingyue shrugged, and there was not much feeling for the cynicism of Qinglan.

From a silly woman to a famous Chinese emperor in the Three Realms, cynicism is very commonplace for Ye Lingyue.

In her hand, there is a more symbol.

Only heard the ground, swaying, the ruins on the ruins of Xiayang Palace, spontaneously removed.

The furnishings in the palace have also been shown one by one.

Xiahou's dragon couch is located in the southeast direction.

Although it has collapsed, the floor tiles of Xiayang Palace are still intact.

Ye Lingyue tapped the floor tiles according to the direction of the dragon couch.

In the ear, a dull sound.

This proves that the floor tiles below the dragon couch are real... the tiles are solid underneath, and there is no underground palace below.

Ye Lingyue's look dignified a bit.

On the face of the green, there is a sarcasm.

The origin of this young alchemist is very mysterious, but it can be even more powerful.

The dark collar is the one that the alchemists of the ninety-nine can deal with.

"It's useless, only the nephew can find the entrance to the underground palace. I have tried it before, but I have not found the underground palace."

When the Queen Mother just learned about the underground palace, she was eager to see her. She wanted to go into the underground palace personally. Unfortunately, she was not qualified to enter the underground palace.

"The entrance to the underground palace is just below the dragon couch. There is no doubt about it. If you want to enter, you are afraid to use some very good means."

Ye Lingyue thought a little and picked up a piece of broken tiles.

The broken tiles are part of the Xiayang Palace, and there are traces of some traces on the top.

Although it is not obvious, in the eyes of the gods such as Ye Lingyue, these meditations are very clear.

She looked at the tile for a quarter of an hour.

"Ye Fangshi..."

Seeing the passage of time in the Queen Mother, Ye Lingyue is still motionless and more uneasy.

"It seems that there is only one way. The Queen Mother, offended."

Ye Lingyue said, God knows that there is already a cinnabar and a pen with a pen in his hand.

That cinnabar, I don't know what to add, from the original vermilion to the black and black.

The Queen Mother was embarrassed and did not know why Ye Lingyue specifically intended.

Even the green scorpion is a strange look, looking at Ye Lingyue's move.

"I need to copy a filth and want to borrow the Queen Mother."

Ye Lingyue said.

"It's ridiculous, you have a common man, you want to copy the lines?"

Qing Lan burst into laughter.

These phantoms are simply impossible to be copied.

Ye Lingyue did not care about the reaction of the Qing dynasty, and the movement of the pen in his hand made a direct volley painting.

The Queen Mother realized that Ye Lingyue actually wanted to draw a phantom on her body.

However, seeing Ye Lingyue's next stroke, it was extremely smooth, but in the time of less than half an hour, the face, body, and limbs of the Queen Mother, wherever the naked eye is, have already "long" the lines.

Ye Lingyue combines the wreckage of the Xiayang Palace with the ruins of the corpses of the corpses that he had encountered earlier, and the ruins that have never been drawn will be completely pieced together.

The empress of the Queen Mother, not to mention, is almost exactly the same as the corpse and even the ruins on the palace wall.

The only difference is that the emperor's body is painted, which is painted by cinnabar.

The summer palace and even the sacs on the corpses are carved.

"It's really a wrinkle, but it must be just like a shape. The sacred pattern is a godsend, only the adults of the dark collar can give it. This little alchemist is just a square statue at best, how can you master the true glory? The method of drawing."

Qing Yan was also amazed, but she comforted herself.

"The Queen Mother, offended."

When Ye Lingyue draws the final stroke, he rushes to the Queen Mother.

On the skin of the Empress Dowager, which is like goat's milk, it has already climbed the tattoos full of tattoos.

I am afraid that the Queen Mother has never had a similar experience in this life.

"As long as you can help your child, save the summer, there is nothing wrong with the grief."

The Queen Mother shook her head with a smile.

Although Ye Lingyue painted his face with a mess, the Queen Mother did not understand very well what she wanted to do.

I have to say that on the way to draw the lines, the Queen Mother did not feel a little uncomfortable. Even the Queen Mother felt that through the pen, she could feel that her body was very comfortable and seemed to have a warm and warm atmosphere. Feeling, free throughout the body.

This is also the special method of Ye Lingyue's paintings. She knows that her own lines are not carved, and her effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

In order to make the cinnabar pattern more effective, Ye Lingyue simply integrated some of his gods and whites into the cinnabar.

In this way, although the dwarf pattern is only drawn with cinnabar, it can be cleaned afterwards, but it is much deeper than the general drawing, and has been integrated into human skin and blood.

After Ye Lingyue drew the shadows of the Queen Mother, he then read the movements, driven the pens, and painted the gourds as well, and painted his own body.

Qing Yan witnessed this scene, and his heart sneered.

She has no patience, she still thinks how good the small alchemist is.

Rather than waiting for the ridiculous move of the little alchemist here, she would rather see what the gang of the South 14th is.

In this time, the worms should have spread throughout the summer.

The soul of the green dragonfly, there is no shadow in a flash.

"After the Queen Mother, please come back and try to find the underground palace."

Ye Lingyue gestured for the Queen Mother to give it a try.

The Queen Mother hesitated, learning the appearance of Ye Lingyue, went to the position of the dragon couch earlier, and gently rubbed the floor tiles with the knuckles.

The first sound is still a dull sound.

In the eyes of the Queen Mother, there is some helplessness.

Under the eyes of Ye Lingyue's encouragement, the Queen Mother gently licked a few times.

The second sound... The third sound... When it came to the third sound, the sound suddenly changed under the floor tiles.

On the floor tiles, there has been a change.

The original solid floor tile made a crisp sound. Under the dragon couch, two square tiles were spontaneously removed, and there was a secret passage on the ground.

The Queen Mother and Ye Lingyue are all happy.

"Opened... There is really a palace below."

The Queen Mother was unbelievable. Looking at the floor tiles, there was an entrance on the ground.

The entrance did not know where to go, it looked black, a cold wind, blowing from the entrance.

Ye Lingyue looked up and saw that Qinglan had already disappeared.

"The Queen Mother, the underground palace has already defaulted us. You follow me, we go into the underground palace to explore. Can you find the secret of the ancient scorpion, solve those worms, it depends on us."

Ye Lingyue said, with the Queen Mother to go to the unknown underground palace.