As soon as the style of painting changed, a skinny old man, with sloppy silver hair and a wrinkled face.

Straight for him!

"Jin Gu, since you are so powerful, why don't you come to take your father back?"

"You unfilial daughter!"

"I gave birth to you in vain, and I have been so good to you. Compared with other daughters, they have never owed you anything and have doted on you. ”

"That's what you're doing to me?"

"Seeing that I can turn a blind eye in this dilapidated place, you are so ruthless!"

After spreading his anger, the old man begged: "My father is so painful, and my father wants to die." However, how can you bury your bones in a foreign land? ”

"I lost half of the Great Song Dynasty and harmed the royal family, I am guilty!"

"I was too careless, I never thought that Jin Ren would be so shameless and vicious!"

"Aunt Jin, my father won't talk about you, please come and save us quickly!"

"Counting on your Nine Emperor Brothers, there's no way!"

"He doesn't want us to go back, he fears taking his throne. Jin Gu, my father's time is running out, come and save my father! ”

This time, Nanjin couldn't open his mouth even if he wanted to, and watched his father disappear as he was swallowed by the firelight.

Nan came in too late to digest the tragic experience of his father, and the flower-like sisters in the past were described as withered, like walking corpses approaching.

"Zhao Jingu, you have a good life, why did you leave us?"

Zhao Jinzhu looked remorseful: "I was so good to you before, and you didn't care about repaying us like this?" ”

"I don't have a selfish sister like you, you don't deserve it!"

Zhao Saiyue smiled and said, "Zhao Jingu, I'm doing better than you!" ”

"But why did you come up with these moths and make a real nuisance to me?"

"Hello, I don't take possession. Just don't come and disturb my life, I hate you, hate you、、、"

Nanjin was unspeakable and said, "I don't have it, and I don't want to." "I can speak!

"Why don't you go to them and confront me, a relative, because your calamity is caused by the Jinren?"

"You have this hatred, why don't you vent it to the culprit?"

"I want to help you, I've been working hard, and I've never given up!"

"Wait for me, okay?"

Zhao Saiyue twisted her face, and it was superfluous to look at him.

"We don't want you to be kind, as long as you stop and don't go against the prince and Dajin, I won't blame you!"

"But if you insist on going your own way, there will be no sisterhood between us!"

Zhao Saiyue held Zhao Jinzhu's arm: "Seventeenth sister, let's go, what do you have to say to her!" ”

Nanjin kept them and shouted: "Don't go, the road is different, they will harm you sooner or later!" ”

"Don't go, seventeenth sister、、、 eighteenth sister、、、 don't go、、、"

Yue Qize was lying outside Nanjin, worried that he would have a fever at night.

Generally, after such severe trauma, it is rare to have a fever without it.

Nanjin muttered, his voice small and almost indistinct.

Yue Qize pricked up his ears, what child? What is the Father? What's going on with the seventeenth sister and the eighteenth sister?

The word "father" is only used by the royal family.

As far as I know, the Great Song Dynasty only left one bloodline of the emperor, and there was no one else.

I guess I heard it wrong!

Seventeenth sister and eighteenth sister, are they Nanjin's family?

The family is not small!

Nanjin himself is a child, who is the child in his mouth?

I drank a bowl of heat-reducing decoction, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

The white cotton kerchief on the forehead of the south was changed one after another, and the cold water was changed one basin after another.

Nanjin stretched out his hand and grabbed and beat indiscriminately: "Why are you so cruel to me?" You shouldn't have been nice to me in the first place, you executioner! ”

Yue Qize hugged him and comforted: "Don't be afraid of going south, there is a third brother here, and I don't dare to be cruel to you!" ”

"Don't struggle anymore, the wound should open again!"

Nanjin heard Yue Qize's voice, calmed down a lot, and two lines of tears were drawn from the corners of his eyes.

During the pushing, the placket was wide open, and the bruises at the south entrance to the heart became more and more severe.

There was blood oozing out, and it was purple.

Yue Qize was frightened and helped him meditate well.

"Nanjin, listen to me, you can hear it. Hold on, I'll heal you. ”

Yue Qize put one palm close to Nanjin's chest, and with one hand, the heat was transported from the palm.

Steady stream!

The chest, which was cold for a while and hot for a while, was suffocated, and suddenly a warm current melted in.

Smooth everything out!

Yue Qize was surprised, the sea of qi that went south seemed to be familiar.

The master had only accepted three disciples in his life, and his old man had already passed away.

The elder brother never had a disciple and passed away five years ago.

The second senior brother was not right-minded, and his skills were abolished by the master, and he didn't know where he was going.

Nanjin's kung fu, what's going on?

The second senior brother has been abolished, and he cannot teach it.

Are they related?

The heat enters from the chest, quickly disperses around the body, and finally converges in the dantian.

The water of foreign invasion enters the spring with a bang, but it is self-adherent, and it complements each other!

Seeing that Nanjin was sleeping peacefully, Yue Qize walked out.

Immediately summoned the guards, and after giving an order, he returned to the room.

The sleeping face, a delicate childishness, people can't help but reach out and touch it.

Yue Qize's hand was raised in the air, and it didn't fall for a long time, and it was felt to go south.

Go south, you have too many mysteries.

You came out of the fallen land, and I checked and checked, but there was no family surnamed Nan.

There are a few poor people, but they are not the families you are talking about.

That kind of family can't teach someone like you!

However, the matter of the Jin Kingdom Royal Family, you are not bad.

Who are you?

As you said, Wanyan Xuzong is indeed ambitious and has successfully deceived everyone.

There must be a vicious fight between the dragon and the tiger!

In the Daxing Mansion, the heirs of the Great Song Dynasty are the same age as you, and there are only a few princes.

But they were all trapped in a corner and did not escape.

Then there are 、、、 are the eighteenth and nineteenth emperors.

The Nineteenth Emperor passed away two years ago.

Eighteen emperors, on the palace of the king of Ming County.

They can't be even more likely, you're an upright man!

You are proficient in the golden language, and your wrestling skills are the same as those of the golden people. Layers of fog, if you want to see it all, it's difficult!

No matter who you really are, as long as you don't violate the morality of the country, you are the commander of the southern camp.

None of this has anything to do with him.

Governor's Office.

In a courtyard, the fresh yellow plum blossoms bloom on the branches, sending bursts of cold fragrance.

The low and melodious sound of the piano sounded, and Ah Qing was dressed in a white embroidered orchid brocade skirt, and her hair was loosely tied in a bun, fixed with two green jade moire hairpins.

Plain hands are slender, sitting in front of the Huanghuali plum blossom type small table, a tail of silk paulownia, plum blossom three lanes, melodious out.

The sound of the piano is clear and deep, transcendent and unearthly.

Wang Tongzhi squinted his eyes, and put one hand on the table to beat the piano lightly.

Listening to Aqing's song, I forgot all my worries and sorrows, and I beat the living immortals.

It's a comfortable day, but if only I wasn't on the front line!

Why is the person who went back Guo Wenlou? It is he who is left as a heavyweight, and it should be the other way around.

Xuzhou Mansion has been beaten for many days, and this kind of assassination will happen!

The person seems to be called Nanjin, but he is not the head of the whole army appointed by him.

Thinking of this, the comfort in Wang Tong's heart is gone!

In broad daylight, someone dared to assassinate a court general in the street.

What is the nature of this? Rebellion!

To be audacious, really audacious.

Sensing that the king's aura was unstable, Ah Qing didn't care, what could he do?

It's nothing more than to eat, drink and be merry! Another point is that he is more willing to die than anyone else.

At the end of the song, a maidservant next to him gave a bronze gilt silver hollow plum blossom pattern hand stove.

Ah Qing took it and didn't get up.

"The old man's eyebrows are slightly tight, but what problem has he encountered? Although Ah Qing is not talented, he can't share his worries for the master. ”

But be a serious listener and be willing to hear the details. The old man is holding it in his heart, and it is not good for his health, and Ah Qing will be distressed. ”