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Yue Mobai immediately helped Yun Haochen to walk towards the small couch, "Haochen! It's not that I said, with such a master, your life will not be easy in the future!"

Of course Yun Haochen knew, "It's okay, he is also for the sake of leaving his son." ”

Qian Jue looked at him with some difficulty walking, but he thought that Yun Yangzi was ruthless just now.

I couldn't help sighing and said: "You kid, if there is such a thing in the future, remember not to be reckless, the more you are reckless, the more competitive Immortal Venerable will be, you know? ”

After Yun Haochen lay down, he immediately replied: "Grandson, remember, thank you grandfather." ”

Qian Jue walked over and began to give medicine to the back buttocks, but when he pulled his pants apart, Qian Jue and Yue Mo's white eyes couldn't help but twitch hard.

Yue Mobai suddenly wanted to laugh, "This ...... Why is this so swollen......"

Yun Haochen's face suddenly looked a little embarrassed, "Mo Bai!"

Yue Mobai suddenly had a spirit, and immediately changed his words, "Ahem, cough, cough! No, it's not big." It's good, it's good. ”

Qian Jue was calm, and while giving Yun Haochen medicine, he said: "It will hurt a little, bear with it." ”

"It's okay, my grandson can bear it. Yun Haochen immediately replied.

However, after the ointment was smeared, the heart-piercing pain was really not an ordinary pain, even if his cultivation was already a god-level cultivation, but the dragon battle halberd was always an artifact.

Yun Haochen was really beaten on the buttocks in the past, but the other party was Yun Yangzi and really couldn't resist......

In order not to laugh, Yue Mobai hurriedly turned his head not to look, walked to the window, and cast his eyes on the sacrificial platform.

There are already a lot of people outside the square of this matter, and unlike those martial arts venues, there is no viewing platform here, some are just sacrificial platforms.

Everyone is the same, standing in the square, they can only look up at the altar.

Knock! Knock!

In the midst of all the noise, suddenly the sound of drumming was remembered, and everyone stopped talking one after another and looked to the stage.

A middle-aged man in a white robe led two teams of people to the stage from behind.

"Look, the White Messenger is out!"

The white envoy's name is Bai Xuanwu, and he is the steward of the temple in the main hall, and he is the person who has the most right to speak besides Yan Xiuchen.

Seeing Bai Xuanwu come out, everyone immediately stood in awe.

Bai Xuanwu's expression was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and he swept the people in the audience lightly, and then said: "Today is the triennial sacrificial ceremony of the temple, and many people must have been looking forward to it for a long time. ”

After speaking, after a pause, Bai Xuanwu said again: "Before the sacrificial ceremony begins, this envoy still has something to say. ”

The people in the audience were also curious and listened.

Bai Xuanwu looked at the side of the front row under the stands, and then asked, "Presumably, many people have already heard about the affairs of the Jiaye Kingdom before, right?"

Hearing this, someone had already guessed what he was going to say, and immediately responded: "I know!"

"I heard!"

Bai Xuanwu immediately said: "Well, since I heard about the events of that year, I must have been very angry about a few of the culprits. ”

When the words fell, even someone responded loudly: "What the white envoy said is right! We, as the people of the Kaye Kingdom, are ashamed to have such an emperor!"

"Yes! Shame!"

The people in the front row are the royal people of the Jiaye Kingdom in public, led by Li Chongming and Li Xu, and some concubines in the Hou Palace are behind them, but at this moment, many of their heads are buried low, if there is a crack in the ground at this moment, maybe they will also drill into it.

Li Chongming is calmer, in his opinion, what should be faced must always be faced.

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