The power to control negative emotions?

Zhu Qinghong observed several times and found that it was more than that. This person was really interesting.

As he got closer and closer to the slave country, Zhu Qinghong frequently lifted the curtains and looked outside. The boundless desolation was actually nothing good to look at.

She always felt something was wrong, as if she was being monitored. When that feeling deepened, they entered the boundaries of the slave country.

The carriage stopped to rest, and the merchant Wang ordered his followers to make lunch. Lu Yaoye jumped out of the car and stretched, took out the walnuts and started to tray.

Zhu Qinghong chose a set of dancer's clothes to change into it and got off the carriage. Everyone turned around and saw a red skirt flying.

Huan Peilinlang, black hair is like ink, and a tassel mask wears a red gauze. It is mysterious and beautiful, attracting everyone's attention at a glance.

With a slender waist and eyes circling, everyone was fascinated by the sight. Zhu Qinghong looked at the direction of the slave country, and there was indeed someone to monitor it.

The power of county priests monitors the country's boundaries. It is not that the eyes can see, but that it is perceived.

Lu Yaoye came back to his senses, looked at it and said, "The dancer is not such a dress. The dragon and tiger den in front is so silly."

Hum? Zhu Qinghong clicked on the panel to check it out. He really chose a dancer suit. Western Region dancer, exposes his arms and waist, and he will do whatever he wants.

"No obstacle." Zhu Qinghong turned off the panel. In places like slave countries, the result is the same when wearing whatever they wear.

I am not afraid of the other party coming, but I am afraid that they will not come.

Shangren Wang was knowledgeable and his eyes were lit: "The most beautiful dancer dressed in the rumor."

That's right, in the rumors, all over the world is surrounded by demons, and the news is cut off. After separation, you can only know the customs and habits of other places through the literature.

And that was already a data from many years ago, and I don’t know what it looks like now. Is there any change?

"A businessman is a businessman. He is knowledgeable." Zhu Qinghong looked at Lu Yaoye with a smile, "Young masters of the aristocratic family should learn more."

Lu Yaoye nodded modestly.

Well, it’s normal for him to stay in his own acre of three-point land since he was a child.

Shangren Wang was envious of dancer clothes.

Zhu Qinghong looked over coldly, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze. Lu Yaoye spread his hands, but fortunately he was honest.
Chapter completed!