Three days later, a team of fully armed elite soldiers was sent to the palace. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Carrying a small sedan chair, he waited in front of the gate of the Shen family.

There are people everywhere in the streets, inside and outside, some looking worried, some looking forward to it, and some looking joyful.

The Celestial Maiden is back, and Tosan's position is more secure, right?

It seems that no one cares if she wants to come back. In the hearts of all, she is the possession of the sacrificial temple.

The team of elite soldiers went into battle in armor, their swords unsheathed, and there was a faint ruthless murderous aura between their eyebrows. The sound of footsteps can make people feel a heavy chill in their hearts.

"The lady of the day will return to the temple. Ask the mother to leave the house. ”

"Welcome the heavenly girl back to the palace and beg the mother to leave the house. The shouts of the board and the eye did not carry the slightest emotion.

If there is an insider present, I am afraid that they will understand that this is the emperor's personal guard by his side. Only obey the emperor alone, obey the emperor alone.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a private guard, rather than a dead guard. At any time, he can block the existence of the knife for the emperor.

At this moment, as soon as they stood at the gate of the Shen Mansion, most people understood what the emperor meant. I'm just afraid, if I don't take An Ruosu away, I won't give up.

Seeing this scene in the crowd over there, some people hurried back to the sacrificial hall to report.

After all, that's a good thing for the sacrificial temple, isn't it?

If the high priest really can't hold on, he is afraid that it will be a huge blow to Yu Dosan. This is the collapse of faith, and I am afraid that the people's hearts will fluctuate and the people's hearts will be uneasy, and it will also endanger Tosan's position overseas.

The appearance of An Ruosu preserved the glory of the sacrificial hall and the stability of Tosan.

Even many people think that An Ruosu sacrificed his small family to fulfill everyone, which is a matter of course.

With such a mentality, will you really not be beaten by the boat?

At least the high priest who learned of this was even blue-faced, and he, who was already sick in bed, burst out with infinite strength. When even if he turned over and got out of bed crookedly, he looked in a hurry, and those who didn't know thought that Dosang was going to die.

"Immediately, prepare the horse immediately!Go out, go to the Shen family!" the high priest coughed, feeling a burst of fishy sweetness in his mouth.

Death, death, and death, they all went to the door to carry people.

The high priest's sick and crooked body made the joy of the sacrificial hall instantly condense.

There was not a hint of joy on the high priest's face, but rather a horror at the sight of something happening? Yes, a fleeting horror.

That guy wants to kill someone, and no one can stop him.

The people in the sacrificial hall ran as fast as they could. Even the high priest's face was a little more bloody.

So, this person was forced out. On weekdays, lying in bed is about to die, which will cause life-threatening events, but it is a tiger and a tiger who runs.

Of course, it is estimated that except for Brother Zhou, no one else has this ability.

When the high priest and the others arrived at the long street of the Shen family, there were all people standing outside the door. It's just that what kind of action is that hands raised?

After painstakingly clearing a way out, the crowd did not even have the high priest as fanatical as before.

Raise your hands quietly, or crouch on the ground with your head in your hands. This action, unusual....

"I'm probably terminally ill, and my legs are shaking. The High Priest covered his lips and coughed lowly, the fishy sweetness in his throat only suppressed a little.

Shen Fu had already bought a street, and when he turned the corner, he saw the gray and tragic scene on the long street.

Do you remember the traditions of Nanzhu?

At the end of each year, the fresh white strips of meat are smeared with salt, some of which are also smeared with various bay leaves, chili peppers, and then smoked and dried with branches. until golden in color.

At this moment, this is the case in front of the Shen Mansion.

There was a fire underneath, and there was no open flame, but smoke was rising. From afar, you can smell the smell of tree branches, dozens of elite soldiers who have been stripped of their clothes, smeared with all kinds of salt and chili peppers, hanging on their heads.

"Remember to bake it evenly, otherwise the color will not look good. Be golden on both sides. "There is also a maid on the side to command.

Look at the calm eyes, there is a bit of momentum to point out the country.

"I heard that His Majesty Duosang likes to eat cured meat, so let him taste our Nanzhu's craftsmanship, okay?"

The high priest's legs and feet are a little weak.

He could now conclude that in less than half an hour, the rumors that Nanzhu would still eat human flesh were about to grow wings and fly out.

"I didn't warn you earlier, there are no celestial maidens here, only my people. You want to move me, have you asked me what I mean, have you asked me what my fist meant?" Ye Shizhou stood quietly on the steps, overlooking all living beings.

is obviously such a small person, but as soon as her eyes swept over, almost everyone would subconsciously avoid it.

Don't dare to look directly at him, and even feel awe. It was like an insurmountable mountain.

As soon as the high priest saw her, his raised steps froze in place. She looked at her face in a trance, the same face as the Founding Hall Master.

The high priest's heart was beating violently, and he directly raised his hand to calculate.

"You can't sacrifice to your lordship! Your body has not healed, if you forcibly do divination, it will hurt your vitality! Your Majesty has expressly forbidden you to use magic!" Someone suddenly wanted to step forward to stop you, but the high priest's eyes lit up, but he didn't dare to stop it.

The high priest is heaven, and almost no one in the sacrificial hall dares to question it.

Everyone could only watch as the high priest's hands quickly pinched the trick, sometimes frowning, sometimes shaking his head, and sometimes raising his eyes to look at Ye Shizhou. Cold sweat continued to fall from his forehead.

The weather was already getting cooler this October, but the high priest was in a cold sweat.

As if pinching the trick in the middle, the high priest shook slightly, looking unsteady on his feet. His hands trembled violently, and his eyes widened.

"Poof!" a mouthful of cloudy blood spat out of the high priest's mouth.

The whole person fell forward like rags, and his light body had no weight.

"High Priest!"

"Lord Priest. ”

"Quickly pass on the Imperial Doctor, immediately pass on the Imperial Doctor!" The face of the priest behind him changed, and he hurriedly hugged the high priest in his arms. Only to find out that there was no weight, which was shocking.

The high priest's mouth was snorting with blood, but his eyes looked straight at Ye Shizhou.

He raised his right hand slightly, pointing in the direction of Ye Shizhou, his eyes were full of suspicion and eagerness.

"Poof.... You.... Other..... "Come on!"

The high priest's eyes widened, and the shock in his heart can be imagined. At the moment, even the body is trembling, which shows how much stimulation it has.

Nima!

What did Lao Tzu calculate!

For Mao, this goods will lead to Duosan's luck! For Mao Duosan's robbery and luck, it is all on this guy! The deadlock that Duosang has not broken for a long time is actually on this guy!

At this moment, he really feels like a dog, will he say that this guy is the luck of Dosan's walking?

I'll go, this is to play Dosan!!