The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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The two looked around at the terrain in this cave. It was complicated, and the safety was very high. The bottoms of several peaks were connected, which is more suitable for the survival of the Goblin race.

The goblin race is currently only a few thousand, and it is enough to live here.

There are water sources, there are arrays of methods, there are labyrinth caves, there are many forests at the foot of the mountain, food is not awkward, and it is especially suitable for them to build a furnace factory refiner...

Both of them felt very suitable, so it was decided.

Jimo said with joy, "Let's go out, I will let people inform Donna, let him come over and see..."

"Well, if they feel good, let them move here and live, we can also play often."

Jimo’s dawn is filled with a smile that is not meaningful. “Come and play free high-altitude?”

The fascinating face is a red, that is, the ink, you big wolf, you have not saved you!

He said to him, but the illusion was only heard when he was nothing, nestled in his arms, and his eyes were looking at the sky.

It is impossible to control the fever on the face.

Jimo laughed low and held her outside, then stopped.

There is a force pulling him...

To be precise, it is to pull the illusion of his arms.

The illusion is also felt, there is something that does not let her go...

She sensed herself and groaned. "What? It's an ancient bowl, the ancient bowl doesn't let go, let me go down, the ancient bowl seems to react to it."

Jimo will put her down.

“Ancient bowl? Is this often the case?”

The illusion turned the ancient bowl out of the palm. "Not often, the last time I was buried in the hole, it was because of it, dug a rare sap, the cave collapsed..."

"It turned out to be the case." Jimo thought of it. When he went to save her last time, some felt that the hole collapsed a bit. "What happened this time?"

"I hope not to collapse the cave again!" To tell the truth, the illusion is awkward.

Here is the place where they prepared for the ball. In case it was dug up by the ancient bowl, such a good place, I don't know where to find it.

The ancient bowl dragged the magical face to a certain section of the Frost River, and did not move.

Above is the thick frost ice, there is nothing light.

There is some horror in the illusion. "Small bowl, there is nothing here? Why are you pulling me here?"

The ancient bowl automatic treasure hunting function, is it a failure?

"I look at it." Moya explored it with the knowledge of the gods. Under the river of frost, I found a trace of abnormality!

His tone is amazed, "Millennium Frost!"

The illusion did not understand, opened his eyes, and pulled the end of the ink to the river of the frosty river. The right to illuminate the tool and carefully observed it.

She also found something unusual, with a white silky activity that seemed to be moving.

In the thick frost, flexible fluttering.

"Junzi Ya, what is this?" She did not recognize.

Jimo said that she should not move, quietly bent down, covered her hands on the ice, with the aura, quietly wrapped the frost to prevent it from running.

"Millennium Frost Silk is also a rare spiritual plant. The living body can only survive in the extremely cold land. Such a small aura is immeasurable. The most important thing is that it is especially suitable for the ice spirit."

At the end of the Moya talk, I carefully took the 缕 霜 frost to the hook and grabbed the ice.