Ninety-five Peaks, a special silence recently, the whole peak is dead, unexpectedly, regardless of Chen Jiu's decisive battle outside, ignore it, ignore it.

There are many concubines, but recently they have been immersed in self-cultivation and a joy of the growth of genetic origin because they have eaten the fruit of the Virgin.

In the ninety-five palaces, there are only brilliant people, many emperors and concubines, just body light, more and more brilliant, the original situation, will continue, but suddenly a mysterious light, unexpectedly broken into the sky, with great extraordinary in its weirdness.

"Who is rude!" Jiaojiao reprimands discontentedly, Feixian's jade hand twists to seize this light and shadow,...