Chapter 2710
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Luo Chuan's eyes fell on the girl with red eyes and silver hair.
The latter was squinting, enjoying the speaker's touch.
like a cat.
Luo Chuan remembered the information he had learned a few days ago, the queen named Ice, and the guardian named Frost.
Judging from the names and the information currently known, the two should be Bingshuang's mother.
Well, mom of two.
...well, without further ado.
Anyway, even if not, there is a high probability that there is a deep relationship.
They had discussed this topic with An Weiya before, and the answer they got was basically the same.
And also know the derivative habits of many races.
Lily is justice!
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"Well, An Weiya told us before coming here." Luo Chuan nodded, his eyes fixed on Bingshuang.
However, the protagonist of the matter did not have the slightest awareness of this.
"I guessed wildly."
An Weiya coughed lightly, and when Luo Chuan was about to question, she quickly added, "But it's all well-founded, I trust my own judgment!"
Luo Chuan & Yao Ziyan: "..."
Can this world be more sincere?
"Don't worry, Anvia is always like this." Hilsa smiled, revealing her friend's past mercilessly.
"Hilsa!"
"Ah, did I say something wrong?"
"...The key is not this!"
Luo Chuan felt that this Miss Bailong might look gentle and elegant on the outside, but she might be dark on the inside.
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
The dispute between the two ended soon, and it seemed that they should still remember the environment here.
"Bing and Shuang, are they Bingshuang's mother?" Luo Chuan was a little curious.
"Mother?"
The speaker's eyebrows seemed to twitch. Obviously, this title made her a little concerned, and her eyes fell on An Weiya, waiting for her explanation.
An Weiya looked a little embarrassed, turned her head, and insisted in a low voice: "Anyway, the meaning is the same..."
The speaker sighed and decided not to argue with her too much on the issue.
"Actually, to be precise, the two of them are more like the second creator of Frost." The speaker replied softly.
"Second? There are others?" Yao Ziyan was a little curious.
"About this question... Before answering, would you mind listening to me tell a story?" The Speaker asked with a smile, "A story from a long time ago."
"Okay." Yao Ziyan nodded, and glanced at Luo Chuan anyway, we have a lot of time.
"Then please come with me."
The Speaker turned and walked to one side of the room.
Several people followed.
As they approached, the originally flat walls spread out like building blocks and merged into a wide passageway, revealing the scene behind them.
It was a row of bookshelves.
It's so dense that you can't see the edge at all, and it is still running slowly under the action of some kind of force, as if the whole building is alive.
The speaker walked into the depths.
They all looked around curiously. Luo Chuan saw the names of the books on the bookshelf, "K13-History of Civilization", "Records of the Evolution of the Emerson Galaxy", "Excerpts from Legendary Stories of Leander"...
many kinds of.
Luo Chuan looked behind him again, and in an instant, the way he came had been replaced by a bookshelf.
Unknowingly, the bookshelves turned into hovering towers, and they gradually went up along the winding stairs.
It could also be down.
Luo Chuan was a little confused about the direction, and there was obviously something strange in the space here.
Looking down from the handrail of the stairs, there is no end to the bookshelf, and the same view is seen upwards.
"It's here, it's here."
The speaker stopped in his tracks, and suddenly he had arrived at an area similar to a rest. The tables and chairs were arranged, and the tea was warm.
She took a book from a side shelf.
"Let's read a book first."
The speaker held the book in both hands and handed it to Luo Chuan.
Luo Chuan was a little puzzled by the speaker's behavior, but he still took it, his arm sank, and he almost missed it.
The weight is a bit heavy.
The cover of the book is pure black, with dots of white light and shadow dotted on it, like stars.
The answer is in the book?
It's so thick, you have to see when.
Looking at the book that was as thick as a palm, Luo Chuan couldn't help muttering in his heart, and casually opened the cover.
He stayed there.
Yao Ziyan poked Luo Chuan's arm curiously, but the latter didn't respond.
She wanted to read the contents of the book, but was blocked by a layer of fog.
"What happened to Luo Chuan?" Yao Ziyan couldn't help asking.
"He saw the answer." The Speaker smiled.
Yao Ziyan sighed softly. Couldn't the words be simpler? It has to be so mysterious. This is the same as writing out of chapters at the most critical plot positions, which always makes people inexplicably crazy.
She decided to change the subject for a while.
Yao Ziyan stood up, patted the hem of her skirt lightly, and came to a bookshelf.
"How many books are there in total?"
"Many, many," answered the Speaker, "from the
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Luo Chuan's eyes fell on the girl with red eyes and silver hair.
The latter was squinting, enjoying the speaker's touch.
like a cat.
Luo Chuan remembered the information he had learned a few days ago, the queen named Ice, and the guardian named Frost.
Judging from the names and the information currently known, the two should be Bingshuang's mother.
Well, mom of two.
...well, without further ado.
Anyway, even if not, there is a high probability that there is a deep relationship.
They had discussed this topic with An Weiya before, and the answer they got was basically the same.
And also know the derivative habits of many races.
Lily is justice!
Remember the website m.26ksw. cc
"Well, An Weiya told us before coming here." Luo Chuan nodded, his eyes fixed on Bingshuang.
However, the protagonist of the matter did not have the slightest awareness of this.
"I guessed wildly."
An Weiya coughed lightly, and when Luo Chuan was about to question, she quickly added, "But it's all well-founded, I trust my own judgment!"
Luo Chuan & Yao Ziyan: "..."
Can this world be more sincere?
"Don't worry, Anvia is always like this." Hilsa smiled, revealing her friend's past mercilessly.
"Hilsa!"
"Ah, did I say something wrong?"
"...The key is not this!"
Luo Chuan felt that this Miss Bailong might look gentle and elegant on the outside, but she might be dark on the inside.
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
The dispute between the two ended soon, and it seemed that they should still remember the environment here.
"Bing and Shuang, are they Bingshuang's mother?" Luo Chuan was a little curious.
"Mother?"
The speaker's eyebrows seemed to twitch. Obviously, this title made her a little concerned, and her eyes fell on An Weiya, waiting for her explanation.
An Weiya looked a little embarrassed, turned her head, and insisted in a low voice: "Anyway, the meaning is the same..."
The speaker sighed and decided not to argue with her too much on the issue.
"Actually, to be precise, the two of them are more like the second creator of Frost." The speaker replied softly.
"Second? There are others?" Yao Ziyan was a little curious.
"About this question... Before answering, would you mind listening to me tell a story?" The Speaker asked with a smile, "A story from a long time ago."
"Okay." Yao Ziyan nodded, and glanced at Luo Chuan anyway, we have a lot of time.
"Then please come with me."
The Speaker turned and walked to one side of the room.
Several people followed.
As they approached, the originally flat walls spread out like building blocks and merged into a wide passageway, revealing the scene behind them.
It was a row of bookshelves.
It's so dense that you can't see the edge at all, and it is still running slowly under the action of some kind of force, as if the whole building is alive.
The speaker walked into the depths.
They all looked around curiously. Luo Chuan saw the names of the books on the bookshelf, "K13-History of Civilization", "Records of the Evolution of the Emerson Galaxy", "Excerpts from Legendary Stories of Leander"...
many kinds of.
Luo Chuan looked behind him again, and in an instant, the way he came had been replaced by a bookshelf.
Unknowingly, the bookshelves turned into hovering towers, and they gradually went up along the winding stairs.
It could also be down.
Luo Chuan was a little confused about the direction, and there was obviously something strange in the space here.
Looking down from the handrail of the stairs, there is no end to the bookshelf, and the same view is seen upwards.
"It's here, it's here."
The speaker stopped in his tracks, and suddenly he had arrived at an area similar to a rest. The tables and chairs were arranged, and the tea was warm.
She took a book from a side shelf.
"Let's read a book first."
The speaker held the book in both hands and handed it to Luo Chuan.
Luo Chuan was a little puzzled by the speaker's behavior, but he still took it, his arm sank, and he almost missed it.
The weight is a bit heavy.
The cover of the book is pure black, with dots of white light and shadow dotted on it, like stars.
The answer is in the book?
It's so thick, you have to see when.
Looking at the book that was as thick as a palm, Luo Chuan couldn't help muttering in his heart, and casually opened the cover.
He stayed there.
Yao Ziyan poked Luo Chuan's arm curiously, but the latter didn't respond.
She wanted to read the contents of the book, but was blocked by a layer of fog.
"What happened to Luo Chuan?" Yao Ziyan couldn't help asking.
"He saw the answer." The Speaker smiled.
Yao Ziyan sighed softly. Couldn't the words be simpler? It has to be so mysterious. This is the same as writing out of chapters at the most critical plot positions, which always makes people inexplicably crazy.
She decided to change the subject for a while.
Yao Ziyan stood up, patted the hem of her skirt lightly, and came to a bookshelf.
"How many books are there in total?"
"Many, many," answered the Speaker, "from the
Luo Chuan's eyes fell on the girl with red eyes and silver hair. The latter was squinting, enjoying the speaker's touch. like a cat. Luo Chuan remembered the information he had learned a few days ago, the queen named Ice, and the guardian named Frost. Judging from the names and the information currently known, the two should be Bingshuang's mother. Well, mom of two. ...well, without further ado. Anyway, even if not, there is a high probability that there is a deep relationship. They had discussed this topic with An Weiya before, and the answer they got was basically the same. And also know the derivative habits of many races. Lily is justice! Remember the website m.26ksw. cc "Well, An Weiya told us before coming here." Luo Chuan nodded, his eyes fixed on Bingshuang. However, the protagonist of the matter did not have the slightest awareness of this. "I guessed wildly." An Weiya coughed lightly, and when Luo Chuan was about to question, she quickly added, "But it's all well-founded, I trust my own judgment!" Luo Chuan & Yao Ziyan: "..." Can this world be more sincere? "Don't worry, Anvia is always like this." Hilsa smiled, revealing her friend's past mercilessly. "Hilsa!" "Ah, did I say something wrong?" "...The key is not this!" Luo Chuan felt that this Miss Bailong might look gentle and elegant on the outside, but she might be dark on the inside. Forget it, it doesn't matter. The dispute between the two ended soon, and it seemed that they should still remember the environment here. "Bing and Shuang, are they Bingshuang's mother?" Luo Chuan was a little curious. "Mother?" The speaker's eyebrows seemed to twitch. Obviously, this title made her a little concerned, and her eyes fell on An Weiya, waiting for her explanation. An Weiya looked a little embarrassed, turned her head, and insisted in a low voice: "Anyway, the meaning is the same..." The speaker sighed and decided not to argue with her too much on the issue. "Actually, to be precise, the two of them are more like the second creator of Frost." The speaker replied softly. "Second? There are others?" Yao Ziyan was a little curious. "About this question... Before answering, would you mind listening to me tell a story?" The Speaker asked with a smile, "A story from a long time ago." "Okay." Yao Ziyan nodded, and glanced at Luo Chuan anyway, we have a lot of time. "Then please come with me." The Speaker turned and walked to one side of the room. Several people followed. As they approached, the originally flat walls spread out like building blocks and merged into a wide passageway, revealing the scene behind them. It was a row of bookshelves. It's so dense that you can't see the edge at all, and it is still running slowly under the action of some kind of force, as if the whole building is alive. The speaker walked into the depths. They all looked around curiously. Luo Chuan saw the names of the books on the bookshelf, "K13-History of Civilization", "Records of the Evolution of the Emerson Galaxy", "Excerpts from Legendary Stories of Leander"... many kinds of. Luo Chuan looked behind him again, and in an instant, the way he came had been replaced by a bookshelf. Unknowingly, the bookshelves turned into hovering towers, and they gradually went up along the winding stairs. It could also be down. Luo Chuan was a little confused about the direction, and there was obviously something strange in the space here. Looking down from the handrail of the stairs, there is no end to the bookshelf, and the same view is seen upwards. "It's here, it's here." The speaker stopped in his tracks, and suddenly he had arrived at an area similar to a rest. The tables and chairs were arranged, and the tea was warm. She took a book from a side shelf. "Let's read a book first." The speaker held the book in both hands and handed it to Luo Chuan. Luo Chuan was a little puzzled by the speaker's behavior, but he still took it, his arm sank, and he almost missed it. The weight is a bit heavy. The cover of the book is pure black, with dots of white light and shadow dotted on it, like stars. The answer is in the book? It's so thick, you have to see when. Looking at the book that was as thick as a palm, Luo Chuan couldn't help muttering in his heart, and casually opened the cover. He stayed there. Yao Ziyan poked Luo Chuan's arm curiously, but the latter didn't respond. She wanted to read the contents of the book, but was blocked by a layer of fog. "What happened to Luo Chuan?" Yao Ziyan couldn't help asking. "He saw the answer." The Speaker smiled. Yao Ziyan sighed softly. Couldn't the words be simpler? It has to be so mysterious. This is the same as writing out of chapters at the most critical plot positions, which always makes people inexplicably crazy. She decided to change the subject for a while. Yao Ziyan stood up, patted the hem of her skirt lightly, and came to a bookshelf. "How many books are there in total?" "Many, many," answered the Speaker, "from the
