Chapter 394: 395

The soldiers strengthened their guard around the villa.

The cool fragrance of crape myrtle and the salty sea breeze converge, which is rarely pleasant and refreshing.

Luo Tianling Jing sits on the sofa, Qiao Xin and Mu Tianxing sit on his side from left to right; Yan Bei sits on the soft chair at the corner of the sofa, with lime full of prudence sitting beside him.

Zhuoshi saw the tension of lime. He just met grandpa in the room and talked with him for a long time. He didn't see grandpa put the topic on him and lime. His heart was beating.

However, if it's a man, it's time to protect his woman.

This is Zhuo Xi from Zhuo ran and four shaos.

Therefore, he didn't sit anywhere here. He stood quietly behind the seat of lime, guarded by the guards.

Zhuo ran stood in front of the people, telling them all kinds of pictures after entering the ancient tomb.

Green poison gas, quicksand, phosphor oil painting, Huashi River, dark crossbow, altar, oil lamp for tears of the chimaera, double coffin of Kunlun sacred wood, etc.

Yan Bei never went to the ancient tomb, even though he accompanied Luo Tianling to travel all his life.

When hearing that linglie finally opened the door with Mo Shan's blood, Yanbei subconsciously looked at Yanluo Tianling. After all, the child grew up with the love of the luotianling couple.

But see, Luo Tianling expression is very light, Yanbei has been used to.

And Zhuoshi and them were all shocked. It turned out that the four shaos and the emperor were not only similar in appearance, but also in city and expression.

-- four little refuels --

when Ling lie woke up, the sky was already bright.

It was not quiet outside the window. There was a neat sound of military training passing by his ears. The room where he slept was very luxurious. The jujube red sky silk bedspread was wrapped in a huge square mattress, covered with a thin silk blanket of the same color.

I'm afraid he's suffering from heatstroke. There's still air conditioning in the room.

There is a simple and elegant Camellia ceiling lamp on the top of the head, which is enough to cover the room as bright as day.

There was a change of clothes on the bedside table. He took a look at it. It was plain Beige household clothes, a complete set.

Standing on his slippers, he calmly picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom. He came out again about ten minutes later. However, he saw a new meal coming from the desk beside the window. It looked very rich.

Linglie squinted, smoked ham, fried shellfish with foie gras, roasted cod steak, Caesar salad, fried rice, pasta, cream lobster, eel soup, pickled vegetable and tofu soup, a pile of fruit plates, three glasses of juice in different colors, a glass of milk, a cup of yogurt, a cup of Oats, a warm coffee pot.

He can't eat so much alone.

Unconsciously, when Mu Tianxing was trapped in the Royal Palace of moye, bailimao was kind to her, but quietly did the work of hypnosis for her to forget the past.

He thought of Lingyun's treacherous city and the details of the tombs that could not be explained by science. Subconsciously, he thought it's better to eat less of these exquisite food.

What to do with the hungry cooing?

He shrugged helplessly, walked lazily to the window, opened the window, and saw the boundless lake, which made him bend his mouth happily.

He finally understood that this is the headquarters of Lingyun that Maureen said.

Linglie's brain has quickly analyzed the fact that this lake does not exist on the original map, but the man-made lake excavated the day after tomorrow, which is used to hide people's eyes and ears and help Baili Mo build a private army.

The sound of military training on this island was once heard by Maureen, so he was reminded that Lingyun was suspected of the help of the army.

Linglie faces the lake, raises his hand and whistles gracefully.

The melodious sound overflowed. Not long ago, I saw the fierce little Eagle coming from the bottom of the reed.

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He reached out his arm, and the little Eagle landed on his arm. He touched the head of the little eagle, and was surprised to see that there was a small moving snake tail left at the corner of its mouth.

Linglie is stupefied for a while, can't help but admire: "can you find food by yourself?"

The little eagle looked at him scornfully, and the look seemed to say, "if you don't feed me, I won't find it myself, will I starve to death?"

Linglie smiled, pointed to the food at that table, and pointed to his own mouth, and whispered, "I'm hungry, find me something to eat."

The little Eagle took off his wings, flew and flew, circled his food, and finally pulled a bubble of shit on the pasta plate, and took it away from the window.

It's really hot outside.

He watched silently at the bedside with hunger. Crocodile was really a cunning animal. His whole body was buried under the water with only two faint eyes, which seemed to be a foreign body floating on the water.

Turn around and observe the environment again.

His room should be on the edge of the island.

Lingyun gives him the freedom to open the window, which is to predict that he will not have the courage to jump from the window into the lake.

Soon, the little Eagle came back.

It flashed its wings twice and came to linglie's window. When linglie saw what he was holding in his arms, he couldn't help laughing.

It flew directly to the bed, put down the crocodile egg with its claws tightly fastened, and then took it away. In this way, it was not too troublesome. In a short time, there were seven or eight crocodile eggs the size of goose eggs on linglie's bed.

This is high nutrition, high protein!

At last, Xiaoying turns a circle in front of linglie and looks at him with pride, as if he is asking for credit.

Linglie gives it a thumbs up and closes the window.

Little Eagle seems to be tired. He flies to linglie's pillow and finds a comfortable place to sleep.

One meter and ninety-two tall figure, slowly walked to the bedside, staring at these crocodile eggs, he made a difficult.

In the room on linglie's upstairs -

in the huge display screen, linglie and Xiaoying did not escape the eyes on the sofa.

Lingyun stares at the fluffy sleeping thing beside the pillow fiercely: "isn't this the offspring of Liuguang?"

Think of that magic eagle from Tibet snow mountain, Lingyun wants to kill it every minute!

Though, it's been gone for years.

"Ha ha, that little eagle is so interesting. For a table of delicious food, it just chose to take a shit on the pasta that you sprinkled the powder of love forgetting pill."

The charming female voice comes from behind Lingyun.

Unable to get Lingyun's response, she added, "what kind of love forgetting pill do you say really work? What kind of deception is it? "

Lingyun ignored her and said, "the helicopter is arranged. You can go."

"Your Highness said, let me leave here with linglie." The woman obviously does not agree with Lingyun's suggestion, bypasses the sofa to prepare to sit down, but looks at the LCD screen in front of her eyes in surprise!

But see, Ling lie opened the window again, the white finger touched on the windowsill, tried the temperature, turned back and took a crocodile egg, smashed it, and spread it directly on the windowsill.

In a moment, the natural one-sided fried egg is ready!

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