"Thousands of miles of rosemary disappeared, lost the trace of Zhang Lin?"

The red-robed man stopped the action of beating the night pearl as a marble, raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked at the father-in-law who was speaking, and the curvature of his thin lips showed a hint of surprise.

With his status and life experience, there are really not many things that can make him so expressive, but today Ning Wushuang did it twice in a row.

If Ning Wushuang knew, would he feel proud?

Father-in-law Lu's head shrank even more, but he still said in a low voice: "The minions and others are incompetent, and they have failed to capture Zhang Lin. After entering, they can vaguely sense the thousands of miles of rosemary, but they dig three feet into the ground, and they have never found Zhang Lin and the man in black, obviously the two are not in the broken temple, but the thousands of miles of rosemary really lost their interruption here and cannot be sensed. The minions tracked down with the queen bee, but there were no clues. In the end, his voice was almost silent, it was the first time that he had followed the prince for so many years, and he was so cowardly.

"So, the thousand miles of rosemary has been melted." The red-robed man seemed to be in a better mood, leaning over, hooking his lips, moving his index finger, and the night pearl flew like an arrow, connecting four beads, and then slowly stood up.

The delicate eunuch who had already been guarding the side, with the white silk in his hand, cautiously and carefully, carefully wiped the dusty fingers, and the expression of awe, as if he was doing a sacred and great project.

Wait for the ten fingers to wipe it again, another eunuch is well-trained to come up with a clear tea, the tea lid is lifted, the faint fragrance wafts out with the dense mist, the red-robed man gently blew the camellia blooming in the tea cup, gently took a sip, stretched out his slender fingers, picked up the broken sword, looked at the neat fractures, and then chuckled: "The little things are getting more and more amazing, it seems that this king can't do it himself!" ”

His 'asking the sky', the fire is not melting, and the steel is constant, but the little thing can break him by just waving his hand.

Thousands of miles of rosemary does not melt when it encounters water, does not disperse when it encounters incense, is colorless and tasteless, but small things can be detected and can be dissolved.

I don't know what kind of surprise the little thing will give him next time?

The red-robed man found that he was looking forward to meeting the little thing again more and more.

Life is boring, it is rare to meet such an interesting little thing, he has to be patient, play with her, if the interest is not reduced in the future, he does not mind keeping her by his side, and relieve boredom when he is bored.

Anyway, he has been bored lately, and he has to get moldy, since the little things are so interesting, they can also dispel a little boredom for him, and the little things can be regarded as indispensable.

Since the little things can amuse him, don't punish these people who don't do things well, save their own interest, and wave their hands: "This matter will be stopped, and there will be no example." ”

When Father-in-law Lu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, and knelt down: "Thank you for the grace of the prince." ”

In this action, thousands of miles of rosemary were sprinkled by him, and he should have been charged with incompetence, and he should have been fined 20 boards in the torture room.

He cautiously glanced at the red-robed man, and found that the interest in his master's eyes was stronger, and he couldn't help but secretly say--Congratulations, Anonymous, you are one step closer to death, for the sake of saving me from the rod, I will look at you again - ask for more blessings!

Well, if you fall into my hands in the future, I will give you a good time!