Outside of the high fever, everyone can watch it if they like it, even if they don't like it, wait for me to return at room temperature!haha!!

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Pleasing to the gods, the fetal god cautiously walked out of the temple of madness, and sat on the stone street with a sigh。。。。。

"Jumping around, invulnerable historians will also get sick... ”

'Hey, do you think she's really a Xiaoqiang who can't be defeated... ”

"Prevention is better than cure, and you should pay attention to your body when you are crazy~~"

The two muttered quietly, and occasionally there were a few dreams of different historians in the hall: "Xuan, Xuanhuang... Carry out the abuse to the end. Finally.. ”

Pleasing to the gods, the fetal god was moved by a mess, and during his illness, he was still thinking about Emperor Xuan~~

Under the mountain, Yinchuan, Chiyan, the strange sky, the god of food (you can't play your number, make up and use it)。。。。 Carrying large bags and small bags, pushing and shoving.

"What are you doing here?"

Chi Yan carried two pheasants and said first: "I'm here to ask, when will that little white face return my Ake... ”

Yueshen waved his hand: "With Yueshen here, Dakuang dare not return it, rest assured!"

Yinchuan's voice was like a bell: "I'm here to ask for the schedule of resurrection in situ, I heard that my silkworm is still mixed with that black worm, different historian, you treat me unfairly!"

Pleasant God, the fetal god blocked a cadre of people outside the hall: "The different historian is sick, and I will discuss it later~~ I will discuss it later~~"

In a blink of an eye, he saw Huai Ziyou carrying a basket of red eggs, and said in surprise: "Brother Ziyou, what are you doing?" leaned into his ear and whispered: "Silkworm bullying you again?"

Huai Ziyou sighed: "Sister Qing... (Strange historian's voice-over: pay attention to the homonym here~~)

I coughed heavily on a strange day...

Huai Ziyou bowed his head and poked his fingers: "Sister Qianqing, I'm here to ask for a different historian, when the big silver snake swallows me, just swallow it in one bite, don't chew it slowly~~"

Everyone found at the same time: "Huh, what about Emperor Xuan? I haven't seen Emperor Xuan these days... ”

Pleasing to the gods, the fetal god pointed to the temple: "Guarding it inside... ”

Chi Yan suddenly realized: "No wonder my eldest brother can sit on the Emperor of Heaven and Earth... ”

Yinchuan: "Doesn't he know that the different historian doesn't want to see him the most? Dangling in front of the different historian and reminding the different historian how to abuse him, right?"

Yue Shen waved his hand: "This is wrong, do you know how to blame for seeking perfection? The official can always find a reason to excuse you, but what is in the egg of the Xuanhuang Emperor, do you know why? Just like your own child, it is a strict requirement~~"

Everyone woke up from a dream: "I see, if I love you, I abuse you... This is the highest state of love!!"

Chi Yan patted Da Kuang on the shoulder: "Lao Kuang, the different historian has already given up treatment for you, bahahahaha!"

Da Kuang wiped his cold sweat: "No, the different historian promised Yue'er that we would go to revise the code, and he wouldn't let me get the lunch box halfway, and the different historian wouldn't break his promise... ”

Everyone: "Yes, yes, the most favored by the different historians is still Emperor Xuan... Hahahaha~~~"

The different historians in the hall threw away the wind flowers and cold towels: "I actually said that I favor Luo Xuan, you will pay the price, Master, on!"

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Emperor Xuan sat on the offensive and defensive chair without moving, and said coldly: "If you want me to make the decision for you, you can write a letter of guarantee first, and you will definitely marry Xiaofeng to my Luo Xuan as soon as possible!

“。。。。。。 God can't force people's free will, I don't guarantee it!" the different historian frowned and tugged at the quilt, stubbornly resisting.

"You should be the one who lacks the eyes of the world? Shen Cao can't force people's free will? Shen Cao plays with people's free will, do you write?" Xuan Huang squinted his eyes and slowly approached, and the threatening Xuan Huan Zhou Qi blew the bed tent high.

"I don't have the strength... And Di Cao, correct you, the army is not strange, he is also an immortal at the youngest. The different historian was pressed by Xuanhuan's head, leaned on the couch weakly, stretched out his hand and struggled.

"Isn't he weird? Okay, I have the title of a cute monster king here, and I am worried that there is no one to seal, I wanted to kill two birds with one stone for the army, since the official is so attentive, then I will give it to you, the army and its people, I will try to solve it in the future." ”

"What??Ah, slow, slow... Other.... Hey, hey, hey, hey!!!" The Strange Historian screamed at the bedside, and quickly disappeared into the bed.

Emperor Xuan smiled sideways and disappeared into the empty hall.

Yue Shen, Fetal God, Chi Yan, Kuang Yitian, Yinchuan, Huai Ziyou, Gu Mingjun and others stepped into the temple at this time, the fetal god shouted twice, no one answered, the gods did not see the figure of the different historian everywhere, and suddenly heard a faint and inaudible strange call from the inner hall, Yue Shen and the fetal god glanced at each other, and both walked into the inner hall.

I saw that the quilt of the different historian was swaying back and forth on the bed like a wave, as if something was running wildly underneath to drill out but could not distinguish the direction, Yue Shen stepped forward and carefully lifted the quilt, and a small yellow soybean with a round body jumped out of it.

Xiao Huangdou has seven long hairs on his head, his face is wearing double wheeled eyes, his hands are hanging down, and he stands on the head of the quilt and looks at the two girls blankly.

"What's going on?, what about the Alien Historian?" said the fetal god by biting his ear at the god of pleasure.

"I don't know, will I be kidnapped by Soybean?"

"Hey, the little yellow bean will kidnap people?"

“。。。。 What else could it be?"

"Nononononono, better than ignore Babu. Xiao Huangdou suddenly shook his finger and said to the two.

"What does it say?" the fetal god Hua Ge continued to bite Yue Shen Qianqing's ear.

“。。。。。。 MarsLanguage!” Qian Qing looked serious.

"Are you asking us for conditions?" the fetal god was immediately alert.

"Possibly!" said Yueshen with a frown.

The male gods waiting in the outer hall said to the inside, "Okay, can you go in to visit the different historians?"

"Wait!" The fetal god shouted outside, nervously: "None of the male gods outside are good guys, you can't let them know that the different historians are controlled!

"Hmm!" Qian Qing nodded and quickly proposed: "The matter of the alien historian being controlled by Huang Dou can only be known to the two of us! We will kidnap this Huang Dou and ask for someone from their headquarters!"

"Baa! good idea!" the fetal god Hua Ge was immediately excited, and the two of them hung the small yellow beans on the nest in the air, one left and one right, and drew through the sky from the rows of tall eaves of the temple of madness.

The little yellow bean was shocked, screaming all the way, the two goddesses took the soybean rack to the south cherry sky in the Kunlun realm, and put it on the head of a 10,000-year-old cherry blossom crown tree, one of them broke a cherry blossom branch, you poked the little yellow bean and I poked it, poked it and asked:

"Where's the Alien Historian?"

"What is your purpose in arresting the Alien Historian?"

"Where's the Martian base?"

"Is there a mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Babu, Babu Babu!!!。。。。。。 Little Yellow Soybean screamed and waved his arms at the two, jumping around on the cherry blossom branches like an electric shock.

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