The prosperity of the Yi country was the remnants of the previous dynasty

Following.

The master came to the tomb early in the morning, "Shangshu, let's go!" The master said lightly to the tomb where he was still drinking porridge.

"Okay." The tomb turned his face to prevent the master from squeezing his eyes at the tombman, and the tombman immediately understood.

A white dove flew out of the tomb.

"Your Majesty, the people have arrived. There is also news from Shangshufu. The Seventh Son reported to the south of the city.

Last night, Chengnan issued an emergency order and summoned all the secret guards to return to the palace.

"Well, let's go."

West.

"Master, this noon hasn't arrived yet, I'm afraid I'm still waiting." The tomb squinted at the master in a serious way.

"Well, let's eat something first." The chair of the division sat down.

In the tomb, he asked his subordinates to divide the food.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Grave man, I'm dizzy, hurry up and help me up." The tomb sat on the ground and muttered to the tomb disciples not far away.

As soon as the tomb disciple called out to him, he immediately stood up, but as soon as the tomb disciple stood up, he fell heavily to the ground. "Master, I'm ...... I ......" Before he could finish speaking, the graveman fainted.

When the tomb saw that the tomb disciple was also dizzy, he immediately glared at the master

"What did you do?"

At this time, the master who had been meditating stood up, "I have to say that the people of the tomb family are smart, but the smarter they are, the faster they will die." ”

The tomb looked at him in surprise, "You even know why you didn't expose me, and you didn't do it until now?"

The master looked at the tomb with his white eyes, and he laughed madly, "Isn't that because I'm playing with you?" Clever little imp on himself. ”

"You...... Lao Tzu will kill you. As he spoke, he tried to get up from the ground, but the medicine was too great for him to stand up.

The master looked at the tomb that was dying and struggling on the ground, and kicked him hard, "Hmph, imp who can't help himself, don't worry, this is just a drug, you can't die, after all, you have such a good-looking face, how can this division be willing to let you die?" ”

Listening to his words in the tomb, there was a burst of nausea, it was always him who was disgusted with others, and this was the only time he was disgusted by others.

The master walked to a clearing, kicked the grass off it, and a handle appeared from it, and when he pulled it hard, a large hole appeared.

"You lie here first, and wait for the division to suck the thousand ridges dry and bring you back to the yin." The master said with a smirk into the tomb.

When the master went down, the tomb immediately changed as if a person was like a gloomy person, "If you dare to ask for this book, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." As he spoke, he jumped up and kicked the grave disciple who was still lying down, "Hurry up, play dead and pretend to be addicted." ”

The grave man immediately climbed up.