Chapter 1444: It really can't be fake, Fusu
"That's right, you guessed it? There are so many of us that one person can scold you until you collapse, and I still don't believe itβ
Meng Tianfang, it's time for you to show your hand, go and scold him a few words to vent his anger......"
"...... me?"
Meng Tianfang was dumbfounded, raised his finger and pointed at himself to open his mouth, looking speechless.
After that, Meng Tianfang still compromised with Liu Eighteen, and in desperation, he dragged the horse lance backwards and slowly walked to the pair of humanoid species with golden eyes, three meters away.
Looking at the human-shaped wooden stake that seemed to be still staring at the beads, Meng Tian was deflated and didn't hit one place, he was in a hurry, like Liu Shiba's fancy way of scolding the street, he couldn't learn it for another hundred years......
"Ahem......"
In the end, I saw Meng Tianfang straighten his chest and concave belly, clear his throat, and actually shouted in a vigorous old Qin accent, and scolded when he opened his mouth:
"Thief, your mother, wet your north! Look at you holding the ball, staring like a cow's egg?
What are you still screwing the calf? You're still staring, you're still staring at the cow's eggs......."
"Hey......
"Boom ......"
Meng Tianfang, who was sick in his brain, stepped out and threw away the horse lance with a sneer, pulled out the saber at his waist and raised it, ready to take advantage of Liu Shibai and the other group, who were dumbfounded and not paying attention, to step forward and slash the glaring pen.
After smashing things, what is Liu Eighteen still doing?
But before Meng Tianfang could drop his knife, he heard a hoarse noise that did not look like a human, like the sound of metal noise slag, and frightened Meng Tianfang, who was posing with a saber, to the ground.
"Daqin Forbidden Land Afang Palace, trespassers die! If you dare to step further, I will tear you alive and eat ......"
The eerie and terrifying sound, the source is really this humanoid object?
Meng Tian's body froze, but his face was full of surprise, and he asked very neatly:
"You haven't returned yet, who is you?"
"I! I see that you are also a Qin person when you speak, I am the supervisor of the Northern Army of Great Qin, and Gongzi Fusu is also!"
The humanoid object full of Qin cavity is really material, and the indifferent and casual response is faintly full of coercion.
But as soon as he said it, the whole house was shocked!
Liu Shibai stumbled over, poked his head out from under Mengtian's armpit and said stupidly:
"Qin Shi Huang's eldest son, Fusu?"
"Fusu Gongzi? You're actually Fusu? How is this possible? You shouldn't live......"
Meng Tianfang also muttered nonsense, almost speechless......
Liu Shiba's face was full of shock, pointing to this legendary figure who called himself Fusu and had golden eyes, representing tragedy.
"Who is En, how do you know the name of this son?"
This guy's deep voice is full of vicissitudes, as if he is chewing on a mouth full of mud and sand.
Fusu? It turned out to be Fusu?
Liu Eighteen clearly remembered that he had studied the history of Qin for a while-
Fusu, the eldest son of the Great Qin with a heavy army, finally committed suicide because he saw a forged holy decree of Qin Shi Huang, how could he not know?
The representative of the foolish tragedy who became famous all over the world thousands of years ago, how can he be the same as his own gang of penmen, and he is also in this poor country with bad waters?
Meng Tianfang came to his senses, slowly put down the saber in his hand, stared at the object who claimed to be Fusu, but couldn't see his face clearly, and said coldly:
"I am the commander of the guards in front of the Great Qin Palace, and Zhonglang will be released by the sky. β
"Oh, it turned out to be a kid from the Meng Tian family, they are all so burly, just like your father. β
The words of the humanoid demon completely confused Meng Tianfang......
Is it a real thing?
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