Poverty

really.

Li Yanchu was successfully attracted.

Meng Hai continued: "Shamanism is very powerful outside the customs, but it is very mysterious. No one knows the location of the head altar of Shamanism, but some people have heard of the wizards in Shamanism."

"Master Bantu likes to use human skulls to drink alcohol and eat living human hearts raw"

"And old Huck who likes to drink virgin blood."

"This matter is very likely caused by the shamanism!"

Meng Hai is full of worries.

Master Qi also had a bad complexion. Shamanism is too famous, and hearing this name makes people associate with evil and cruelty.

If it was really a shaman who took action, I am afraid that the merchant team outside the customs will face desperation.

Liu Lin said slowly: "Shamanism is a great religion outside the customs. It is sought after by all tribes. It should not be so crazy to kill people."

Every year, those who propose marriage break the threshold.

Her name is also beautiful.

It's just that the feeling of terror is still there.

After nightfall, the temperature outside the customs is extremely low, especially since it is far away from Tianguan, the temperature difference between day and night is even greater.

Meng Hai asked: "Old Liu, are you saying that this matter has nothing to do with shamanism?"

woohoo-

tick-

Biting cold wind blew in through the gap.

The owner of Hanjiabao, named Han Jinfu.

Li Yanchu was also guessing in his heart.

tick-

She is more like a gentle woman from the Jiangnan water town.

Meng Hai's face was serious: "Looking for something? What are you looking for?"

Getting closer
The temperature in the room is also getting lower and lower.

He was also a ruthless person when he was young.

He spoke his mind.

just.

Only the daughter survived, and she came out beautifully.

Han Zhilan was terrified.

It keeps falling.

Liu Lin also nodded and said, "Exactly, with Li Daochang's martial arts cultivation, if the opponent really wants to deal with Li Daochang, I'm afraid they need to send more powerful wizards."

With fair skin and soft facial features, she couldn't tell that she was the daughter of the castle lord outside the pass.

"unless."

It's just that Miss Han has never been married, she just makes people itch to look at her.

Han Zhilan's room is elegantly furnished, with piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings, and a sharp sword.

The room is flickering and dark, and the shadows are constantly changing.

Her name is Han Zhilan.

The cold wind howled.

The dazzling blood dripped down continuously.

It was as if the sound of water appeared in the room.

Li Yanchu nodded and said, "Not bad."

Fortunately it was just a dream!

crunch--

That would make it easier to find out about Lao Bai's whereabouts.

She was also holding a little girl in her hand, her face was also pale, and her eyes were bleeding with tears.

As a result, the Han Baozhu gradually became an existence like a local emperor.

Liu Lin's words made the two of them fall into silence.

With Hanjiabao's financial resources, the living conditions are naturally excellent.

"In my opinion, someone is looking for something." Liu Lin said slowly.

Even if he found the Shamanism Headquarters, it would be of no use. The other party was looking for the Vientiane Shrine, and would definitely go out to Hengduan Mountain.

Liu Lin sighed and said: "If you are not looking for something, why would you focus on the caravan passing by? If you want to kill people, it would be better to find a small barbarian tribe. The merchants are all in case there is an expert like Li Daochang hiding. It's not easy to roll over..."

Meng Haidao: "That's right, none of the people present are outsiders."

He dreamed of a white figure standing in front of him with a defeated face and blood and tears in his eyes.

Li Yanchu said: "Not bad."

He is greedy for enjoyment, and likes to study ways to prolong life.

The closed window was suddenly blown open a gap, revealing the deep and dark night outside.

Meng Hai seemed to have a lot of trust in Liu Lin, and asked, "Old Liu, what do you think should be done?"

call--

Old Liu looked thick-browed and big-eyed, but he didn't expect Li Yan to be so thoughtful. Li Yanchu took a look at Liu Lin.

Liu Lin smiled and said, "I'm not very capable. How could it be my turn to express random opinions on such an important matter."

"Old Liu said it very carefully, I don't need to add more."

woohoo-

The temperature in the room is suitable, and there is no cold wind blowing in through the gaps.

Master Qi said: "Old Liu, don't be modest, who doesn't know that you are more sensitive to danger than wild animals, tell me what you think."

Liu Lin shook his head: "It's too early to make a conclusion. Even if it is related, there must be some unknown reason behind it, and this is the root of the disaster."

after all.

A name with a different style from the bitter cold place outside the pass.

tick-

This is a disheveled woman!

Master Qi was a little stunned: "Wanxiang Tiangong, that is not the place where the secret of longevity is hidden in the legend, I always thought it was a myth and legend."

Li Yanchu's domineering power to kill the poisonous insects with a single blow completely conquered them.

Gradually leaned towards Han Zhilan's bed.

"But I think that if the other party is looking for the Vientiane Heavenly Palace, they will not wantonly kill the passing caravan.

Old Liu interjected, "They know someone has left customs with what they're looking for."

tick-

Meng Hai was taken aback, and smiled, "Daozhang Li was joking, you are the one who is going to trouble the shamans, how could you be hunted down by them?"

Han Zhilan's gauze tent rattled and was shaken by the wind.

Meng Hai thought for a while and asked, "Does Li Daochang mean that the murderer is looking for clues to Wanxiang Tiangong?"

Could it be related to Vientiane Temple?

Things outside the customs are far more complicated than Li Yanchu imagined.

He had two sons, but both died young.

Han Zhilan woke up suddenly, panting heavily, her face was devastated, her eyes were wide open, and she was a little dazed.

She looked around in horror, and found that there was no one in the room, and she was relieved.

It's just that she has a straightforward temperament and the clarity of a woman outside the customs. This complex temperament makes Miss Han very popular among those high-ranking gangsters and passing businessmen.

Han Zhilan was lying on the bed, her breathing was short, her brows were furrowed, as if she was having a horrible nightmare.

Miss Han is not only in Hanjiabao, but even outside the customs, she is also an outstanding beauty.

She just had a nightmare.

Her face was terrified, and her delicate face was full of panic.

But he made a good plan, since this shamanist is so active outside the pass, he will find a chance to catch one back.

Then he said: "From this point of view, I, the first time out of customs, have a lot of suspicion."

With qi and blood like a wolf and a tiger, his hands can open steles and crack stones,
It's just that he's getting older, his body's qi and blood are declining, and Han Jiabao's life is indeed very good.

At this time, the maid outside heard the voice and rushed in directly.

"Miss, are you alright!?"

A middle-aged maid said with concern.

Miss Han Jiabao's maidservants are all masters of swordsmanship, and they protect Han Zhilan personally.

Han Zhilan shook her head: "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare just now, it was too scary, I was awakened."