Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

The beggars who once lived in this abandoned temple died without warning. The shadow of death was shrouded above the temple. According to legend, ghosts haunted the temple. Since then, no One dare to approach the temple again.

In the temple, cobwebs are scattered, and the dust is everywhere. The worn tables and chairs are twisted and twisted. The dust on the ground has a thick layer, and the footprints on it can be clearly seen. This temple used to be a temple with flourishing incense, and it is quite famous in Beijing. Many tourists from the past came back to worship to keep it safe.

The host here is a kind-looking old man. He smiles and treats everyone with the same treatment. He will give the same treatment to the poor and the wealthy, the ruler and the imperial court.

But I do n’t know what happened. This kind old man began to brutally kill every tourist who arrived here. At first, no one thought about it. He just thought it was a pirate. Then more and more people were killed. They were also afraid. As fewer people came here, I thought the tragedy would end here. Who knew that this kind old man started to kill the little monk in the temple, one, two, and finally no one left.

The old monk was arrested because a young monk who had witnessed his cruel crimes escaped overnight and reported the case to the government. He was also the only survivor in the temple. It is said that the old monk was very calm when he was taken away. The appearance of Tao Bianxianfeng did not look like a killer devil at all. When the people in the government house handcuffed him, he just said blandly. "Amitabha, karma, karma." ‘No one knows what he meant by that, because no one has ever seen him again.

The temple is well-preserved, and some of the dusty rooms have blood stains deposited. The old monk's room was the cleanest room in the temple. Obviously no one was there, but it was still spotless.

The boy was sitting in white on the bed, and the pale yellow veil fell on his head. He pushed it away impatiently and sighed silently. The jade pendant around his waist was released and held in his hands. Several times he wanted to inject spiritual power into it, but several times he stopped his movements.

After breaking the poison curse that Ru Fei laid for the emperor, Beichen Moxuan put all his thoughts on the East Palace. The natural power of the Jiuli people is absorbing the essence of the people in the East Palace, enriching their energy, gradually expanding, and even spreading from the East Palace to the entire palace.

But somehow, the Jiuli's instinct suddenly disappeared one day, disappeared from the East Palace, leaving only some skinny bodies. He pursued the last trace of power to find this temple, but here, waiting for him to be such a scene.

Beichen Moxuan smiled bitterly. It seems that she believes her ability too much, so she will become what she is now. I wonder if she is okay?

With a squeak, just as he was thinking, the door of the room was gently pushed open, and the silver-eyed boy wrapped in black clothes appeared in his sight, and his cold, cone-like sight shot at him , Raised his feet, step by step, stepped towards him.