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The spider hid in the corner of the web where there was no sunlight, reluctant to come out.

In the distance, a group of figures came from the west towards this direction.

The crows on the branches were as if they had been frightened, and they flew in all directions, "poof" and screamed.

"Hurry up!"

An anxious voice came from within the pedestrian.

Looking over, it was a Taoist leader wearing an orange background, a yellow striped robe, and a formal black round-edged crown.

The long man seemed to be thin and weak, but on his back was a hundred-year-old peachwood sword with a red handle, tied by a black rope and tied in a slipknot on his chest, and his face was resolute and upright.

That's Chizuru Michicho.

An elite disciple of Maoshan.

The younger brother of Uncle Nine and Uncle Four-Eyed.

He is the Taoist leader who was designated by the teachers to serve the royal family in this generation.

This royal family refers to the royal family left over from the Qing Dynasty, which has fled since the invasion of foreign tribes, and finally settled in the northwest corner, and still has the Aixin Jueluo family that is not weak.

Oh, but it's still in name.

But even so, Maoshan still retains the treatment given to the Qing royal family in the past, which is a promise, unlike the Shaolin Temple, which saw that the situation was not good, and immediately closed the mountain.

Chizuru Dao Chang is a rare sacrificial Taoist in this generation, but he is helpless against the thing behind him that he and others are escorting.

The golden horn copper coffin, the super thick black ink bucket line is wrapped around a complete circle, not daring to leak a little, and a red cloth roof is built on the top to block the sun, and it is pushed forward by two people on the front and back, left and right.

That's right, it's a zombie inside.

And it's not an ordinary zombie, but the prince of the frontier who is blessed with dragon energy on his body after his death, because the evil spirit, resentment, murderous energy, and bloody aura are too thick and thick, and he directly turns into the prince of the zombie king!

Bless the dragon's energy.

Immortal and immortal.

Enlightenment.

Don't forget to think.

This is the benefit that the dragon qi of a dynastic state brings to the meritorious royal family.

But after the death of this member of the royal family, it became a curse again.

"Chizuru Michichi-!"

The Thousand Crane Dao Commander looked at the sky, pinched his hands and counted the hours, when a high-pitched, sissy shout came from behind him.

The Thousand Crane Daoist hurriedly looked back and answered, "Here, father-in-law!"

It was a small red sedan chair, with two soldiers in blue underwear, black and short brown on the front and back, and a big word "Yong" written on their chests, carefully holding their heads down; on the side, there were four Ouchi guards wearing white cloaks, red sunshade veils on their heads, black and white military eunuch boots, and different weapons in their hands, escorting them everywhere, and guarding everywhere; a bearded man with the same style as the Ouchi guards, but with a light brown veil with a gold striped veil, was waiting by the palanquin.

(This setting Yueyin has complained countless times! Wonderful! Whose inner guards are still wearing eunuch uniforms, whose chief eunuch is wearing exactly the same as the inner guards except for the color!Whose little prince is still sitting in such a simple and tasteless sedan chair Ahhh ）

It was the extremely sissy voice shouted by the mustachioed man.

He pinched his orchid finger and waved the handkerchief in his hand at the Chizuru Michicho, the long veil revealing only a face under his forehead.

When summoning the head of the Thousand Crane Road, she was as soft as a "young lady" who was picking up guests in the willow alley of Flower Street.

(Evil-!)

"What's the matter, father-in-law?" asked the Taoist Chizuru who hurriedly put down his hand to calculate the time, turned around and trotted over to the small red sedan chair.

The sedan chair stopped.

The boy on the sedan chair seemed to be taking a nap just now, because the sedan chair stopped and woke up with his eyes, his eyes were cold, and his face was cold and calm that ordinary children did not have, and asked the fair: "Mr. Wu, why did you stop?"

The boy was wearing a blue-collared red robe, black boots and a flowery hat, and a four-clawed Jiao embroidered on his chest, indicating his identity.

Mr. Wu was just about to answer the words of the Thousand Crane Chief, but because of the boy's question, he immediately threw off the Thousand Crane Chief, turned back to the sedan chair, and the Wu Manager bent down and shook the white handkerchief and flattered: "Oh, my brother!

"It's all my fault, it's all about you!

Mr. Wu first blamed himself and lightly slapped himself symbolically, before answering the boy's words:

"Now that the sun is shining, I can't do my best with all these useless waste snacks......

Mr. Wu pinched his throat, pointed at the soldiers who carried the sedan chair, and complained to the boy with a frown: "Look, this looks like everyone is tall and big, but after only two hours of lifting, he dared to set up a sedan chair and sway——"

"If I hurt you, brother, how can I live~!"

After Mr. Wu finished speaking, he cried twice.

The little elder brother was unmoved, and his cold eyes looked at the more reliable Qianhe Dao Chief.

Seeing the sight of the little brother, the Taoist of Thousand Cranes first saluted the little brother.

Mr. Wu stopped crying, snorted coldly, and gave Qianhe Dao a white look.

The Taoist of Qianhe pinched his fingers and calculated, compared the angle of the sun, and finally put down his hand and said aloud to the little brother on the sedan chair respectfully but without losing his style: "Your Highness, it is still three quarters of an hour before noon, let's go forward for another quarter of an hour, otherwise we will have to hurry again at night!"

"Chizuru Dao Chief, you ......!"

Chief Wu was a little anxious when he heard the words of the Thousand Crane Dao Chief.

Mr. Wu said that he was complaining about the soldiers who carried the sedan chair, but in fact, he just couldn't go down and wanted to rest in advance.

found a high-sounding excuse, saying that it was for the sake of the master's little brother.

He has been serving nobles in the palace all the year round, and over time, he will naturally become as delicate as his master, he has grown very tall, and he has grown a beard, but in fact, he is very thin, if he is placed in Luo Zi's previous life lord plane, it will be a thousand years...... No, 10,000 years of small suffering.

"Alright, Mr. Wu. The little brother opened his mouth and interrupted Mr. Wu's instantaneous accusation.

He looks small, but in fact he is very mature - after all, he is a child who grew up in the deep palace, and he is a boy, he has seen a lot, and he understands the priorities of things.

"Chizuru Michijo, just do as you say. ”

Although Brother Seventy-One's immature voice was very cold, the decision he said was very correct and decisive.

As a little elder brother who is not an adult or even has not yet reached the age of twelve, the seventy-first elder brother, who is supposed to be playing under his parents' knees, was sent to carry out such a dangerous, bitter, and unbeneficial thing, which is enough to explain his situation.

But it also says a lot about his talent.

This is also the reason why Chizuru Michichi will abide by etiquette in front of him and still respect him in his heart.

"Yes!" said Chizuru to prepare.

Manager Wu couldn't, it was no fun to rest, he took out a water bladder from the waist of a big internal guard behind him and handed it to the little brother: "Little brother, are you thirsty?

Little Brother shook his head. (To be continued.) )