"Bring me some. Sanskrit said. Yaya listened to Sanskrit and walked downstairs. Behind him, he only heard Sanskrit Yin and said to Bei Ming: "Hey, don't be angry." I didn't figure out the situation just now. Later, Yaya will bring the medicine, and I'll put it on you, okay?"

"Don't. ”

Yaya couldn't hold back any longer, and looked at Bei Ming in horror, "Is he throwing a temper?" "That, Bei Ming, are you okay?" I see that your injury is similar to Lei Luo, in fact, it doesn't matter if it is cured or not, it just doesn't look good to attend the dinner today. You don't have to worry, I'll go get you the medicine. Are you sure you don't have to let me look elsewhere?" Yaya tilted her head to look at Beiming. Beiming's face turned red, and he swooped back to the room, slamming the door shut. "He's okay!" Yaya looked at Fanyin and said, "It shouldn't be that it hurt his brain!"

"Yaya!" Fanyin glared at Yaya.

"He's been saying that he's been beaten, he's been beaten!, do you believe it!" Yaya bit her lip and said, "Did you accidentally hit your head? I'll hurry up and boil him some tranquilizers!

"Hey, you open the door, Yaya brought the medicine, and I'll put it on for you. "Sanskrit is in the outer path of the North Underworld. Yaya frowned beside her: "Did he hurt his brain? Why did he lose his temper! He is obviously fine! You believe me!" "You too!Beiming is obviously fine, why are you nervous? The big and small injuries on his body are just holes, and he still cares about this mosquito bite?" Yaya said.

"Oh, hurry up and go your way, little granny. Sanskrit said.

Yaya pursed her lips and turned to leave, and suddenly she turned her head and said, "You all drink less bars in the future, I'll see if that bear bone wine hurts your body." ”

"Let's go!" Sanskrit stomped.

Yaya left for a long time, and she didn't see Beiming open the door. I thought, it must be that the North Hells Hanging Lottery is not happy, he has never met any opponents before, and now that the thunder has fallen, he is not easy to mess with. After the two of them finished fighting, they were probably angry in their hearts. Thinking of this, Sanskrit Yin knocked on the door and said, "Beiming, open the door, I'll wait for you outside." "On the sixteenth floor of the Military and Political Department, there were eight soldiers guarding at the end of the long corridor, and they saw the adjutant general rubbing in front of the main general's door, and they didn't know what to say, and the main general kept the door open, and they were all a little curious.

"I can't hear me, are you ignoring me?" said Sanskrit. As soon as these words came out, before he could poke the tip of Beiming's heart, the door opened. "Let me in! Those boys are peeking at me! "Let me see your injuries, I still have to see people at night, if you really want to go out like this, I don't care about you." Sanskrit threatened. Bei Ming was angry, and he didn't want to speak.

"When the time comes, people will see you laughing. The Dongling master somehow had a color on his face. Ha!" Sanskrit Yin said to herself, and Beiming was silent in front of her. "This guy, why are you still careful! You can't lose a fight, right?" said Fanyin in her heart. She ignored him, picked up the ointment and touched the corner of his mouth. Bei Ming was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, just touching the fingertips of Sanskrit. Fanyin's hand stopped, his eyes panicked, "Here you go, you can get it yourself, I'm leaving." He turned and ran out. Bei Ming looked at the medicine box in his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he laughed.

Before twilight, all the departments of Dongling gathered in the main hall of the country. On the first day, the Guozheng Hall washed the dust for the guests, and on the third day, the friendship of the landlord. The guests and ladies changed into travel clothes and banquet dresses, all of them gorgeous and dignified. Mo Doli is domineering and sexy in a black lace dress, but she does not lose the majesty of the director. Ji Lingxiao was wearing an ice silk long skirt, crystal clear, pure and noble. Lan Song'er ink blue outfit, mysterious and colorful. Hu Qingqing is dressed in white and has a long body, standing barefoot and quiet, and has not changed. There are countless flowers in the Guozheng Hall, which makes people dazzled and drunk.

Fanyin came to the Guozheng Hall early, but there was no trace of thunder, and Uncle Tai had already talked to someone. Sanskrit couldn't help but look left and right. Beiming had already seen by her side that she was thinking, and she was lonely at the moment.

"Brother Beiming, my father would like to invite you to come over and sit down and talk to a few leaders of neighboring countries. Ji Lingxiao walked like green smoke, her figure was soft and delicate. "They want to know some things about our Dongling defense, if you don't go, they are always not at ease, and Dad also relies on you. ”

"I'll go with you. ”

"Does the fifth sister also want to follow?" Ji Lingxiao said that the lord of the country did not invite her, "After all, Qi Gongzi is also here, my sister is from Jiuxiao, you go, I don't know ......"

"The main general will deliberate, and the deputy general should follow, Miss Ji is too worried. "Sanskrit is solemn.

"Lingxiao also thinks so, with Brother Beiming here, presumably there will be nothing wrong with my sister following, then my sister will come with me. "This Miss Ji, Fanyin slandered in her heart, didn't care, and followed Beiming.

"I heard that the lord of the Northern Tang Dynasty is quite capable of dealing with the wolf clan, and the old man has long wanted to visit him, but he has not been available, I don't know if the lord will be able to talk about it in the past few days. The long table was sitting at the head of the group, and Lan Chaotian was the first to take the initiative.

"Leader Lan is polite, for the wolf clan, presumably Lan Song knows more than we Dongling. "The Northern Underworld.

"It's always better when we help each other. Since the last time you rescued the little girl, Ling'er has been thinking about you, and I don't know if the lord of the Northern Tang Dynasty will be married. As soon as Lan Chaotian's words came out, everyone was at a loss, and Beiming didn't expect it. On the first day, he was introduced by Lan Song'er and officially met Beiming, and there were a lot of things that were inconvenient to say, and he didn't seem to shy away from it in front of Ji Zhong on this day.

"Yo, Chief Lan is really poisonous, Beiming is our Dongling's fragrant bait, how many young ladies are looking at it, what, your Lan Song also has a heart for our Beiming?" Hu Mei'er made tea for the guests, with a thin waist and willows.

"I beg you to blame for the abruptness. If we get married, I think it will be a guarantee for both countries, otherwise how can we talk about it, if you don't believe me, I may not believe you. Lan Chaotian said this to Beiming.

Five years ago, the wolf clan in the Lan Song country was ambushed, and he already knew that the Dongling Military and Political Department would no longer believe him. However, since he chose to come to Dongling, it means that this matter has been delayed, but to what extent, Lan Chaotian will depend on Dongling's attitude. "I know that our Lan Song is a border tribe, and I can't afford to marry your Dongling son, but the chief general of the Dongling Military and Political Department, my little girl is always worthy. The son of Dongling in his mouth is Ji Zhong's only son, Ji Shixian, which is quite popular with Ji Zhong.

"Daddy, I'm not familiar with my brother in the Northern Tang family, and I'm not as familiar as my sister, why did you suddenly talk about me. I only heard a small voice at the end of the crowd, Lan Ling'er was more delicate than Lan Song'er, and if she didn't look carefully, she didn't know that there was a lovely person hidden there. "The affairs of children are all up to their parents, and you are not allowed to sit in your beak, but you are to sit in order. "Lan Chaotian is domineering. Lan Ling'er shrank behind her sister and didn't dare to speak, but she was unhappy in her heart. She secretly looked at Beiming, although this brother had saved herself, but she was always a little afraid of this brother in her heart, and she didn't dare to get close.