Zhu Biao is sober in the world.

"The scope of the treasure map is so large, and the three words 'Qiyuan Valley' are equivalent to saying: Guess!"

Wang Huai looked angry.

"Before you finished speaking, who asked your father to interrupt!"

Old Zhu Ban snorted.

"If you know fortune telling, you know feng shui, and if you point out the feng shui treasure, it is the tomb of Emperor Mengyuan."

If I don't give you some color, you don't know why the flowers are so red, when the treasure is your family's inner library?

Wang Huai put away his smile and was serious.

"Mongolian Lao Tie doesn't believe in feng shui, and the national teacher of Mengyuan is not a sand sculpture, if you want to find the valley, you have to fight with the national teacher, and you have to fight with God!"

Ah Biao gasped, and Lao Zhu leaned forward.

The tomb of Emperor Mengyuan is where the catastrophe of Daming and Ah Biao is!

God made a big gamble and bet against Daming.

The Ming Dynasty won, and the treasure of the tomb of Emperor Mengyuan was given away by God.

God won, there is no more Zhu Biao in the world, and there is no Wang Huai.

The treasure of the imperial tomb may be buried in history, or it may be returned to Meng Yuan.

As for Da Ming, he has a good character, and he returns to the track of Ah Biao's death, just as if Wang Huai has never come.

If the character is not good, the treasure of the imperial tomb will fall into the hands of Meng Yuan, and the Ming and Meng Yuan will exchange fortunes.

Wang Huai finally concluded.

"The bet on Da Ming is the prince and the country! This gamble, about or not? ”

Lao Zhu fell into deep thought.

Wang Huai, this kid, no one in the world can make him afraid.

In front of us and Biao'er, he counted as face, not too out of line.

But that's not fear, it's respect, like respect for elders.

It seems that he refuses to suffer losses in everything, but in fact, everything he does is changing Daming, and it is a positive change.

A lot of things - regardless of whether you can do it well, just in terms of attitude, even if it is your own person, who would spare their lives like this?

Especially to save Biao'er, except for his son, who can be so persistent?

So, is he Xiongying's grandson?

If so, losing the gamble of Emperor Mengyuan's mausoleum will indeed be on the country.

Having lost two generations of heroes, who else can save the Ming Dynasty from fire and water?

Lao Zhu pondered for a long time.

"It's not just the prince and the country that have been lost, but also you Wang Huai."

Wang Huai didn't expect that his status in Lao Zhu's heart would be raised to the height of Ah Biao, since he looked up to it so much......

Wang Huai personally ran back to the cabin, moved a jar of wine, and poured three bowls.

"Lao Zhu, report to the king's golden platform, the latter sentence is in the wine; If I'm a bet, I'll put it on my own! ”

The three of them drank it all, and Lao Zhu put down the wine bowl.

"At the same time, you are also the national player of this heavenly game, whether you win or lose, keep your life and come back, we are not afraid of running out of firewood."

Wang Huai laughed.

"Then fight with Meng Yuan Guoshi first, see whose mana is strong, and who sacrifices the flag for whom!"

Lao Zhu recalled for a long time, and groaned on his lips.

"I heard that Zhang Sanfeng's mana is strong, if he makes a move, the fighting method will be invincible in the world, but we invited him twice, and we sent a disciple into the palace."

The style of painting turned too fast, and Wang Huai smiled disdainfully.

Lao Zhu found Zhang Sanfeng twice, but it was not for his mana, but for the prescription of immortality.

Shen Wansan lived to be ninety-four years old, and it was rumored that he was guided by Zhang Sanfeng.

Wang Huai seemed to be smiling.

"Lao Zhang's disciple, is his mana strong?"

Lao Zhu saw Wang Huai's teasing and glared at him.

"Aren't you going to pinch? You're counting! ”

Wang Huai watched the old Emperor Zhu in Qinhuai Tower and saw an interesting scene.

An old Taoist named Qiu Xuanqing was practicing swords, and Lao Zhu sent a pair of sisters from the Western Regions who were good at dancing to his mansion.

Qiu Xuanqing looked at the twins, their waists were soft, their curves were exquisite, and their faces were like fairies.

The sword in his hand was unstable and took off, and with a clang, it was not only the sword that landed.

He accidentally killed himself......

The excuse is that if it is late, I am afraid that the boy's body will not be protected, and the cultivation of this life will be ruined.

Wang Huai gestured.

"His two-inch pioneer is not as good as a horizontal measure, no wonder the boy is still there."

Lao Zhu knew that Wang Huai had calculated it, so he put on a straight face and held back a smile.

"It's a pity that because of those two girls in the Western Regions, we offended him, and I'd rather follow the second child than us."

Qiu Xuanqing chose not people, but camps!

Lao Zhu's IQ will not be unaware, and Qiu Xuanqing is still left in this world, it turns out that he also has someone to be afraid of-Zhang Sanfeng.

If you lose your mind one day and go crazy and enter the palace to give Lao Zhu a click, you will say goodbye to horseback riding.

A man is a teenager until he dies, how can a teenager not ride a horse?

Until the two of them returned to the palace, Wang Huai did not break Lao Zhu.

was about to go home, Lao Zhu suddenly spoke.

"Don't run, boy, I have a horse!"

Wang Huai waited for a while, received a surprise, and it was a pair.

A pair of washed sisters from the Western Regions were packed and sent to the Xuanlong ship.

Su Yuru was physically exhausted, and Wang Huaizheng had no car to race, so he had to race the boat.

Sure enough, exotic ships are different from Huaxia cars......

People can't get ashore, and the boat rocks all night......

When the Xuanlong boat was anchored in Qinhuai Tower, it was already a short day of spring night.

The sisters of the Western Regions were unable to walk, so Wang Huai had to arrange for four beauties to help them upstairs.

"Wow, the twins are so beautiful, they have caught up with Sister Yuru, can they speak Jiangnan dialect?"

"How do I know, the two of them only speak one tone all night, and they touch the same."

"Our names are Anxian and Anna."

"How do you divide your sister and sister?"

"Only fools go to divide."

……

Ying Tiancheng, Zongren's Mansion.

"Master, we've seen the bright sword kill the enemy, the key is that you are so bright sword self-harm! Don't want that pair of sister flowers, give them to Lonely! ”

Ah Zhang, who was 1.85 meters, patted the Taoist priest in front of him who was 1.58 meters and complained.

It was in order to reject the beauty that the Taoist priest did not hesitate to go to Qiu Xuanqing in the palace.

"Lord, which pot is not opened, is it really good?"

"It's called King Gu Qin, and the monks don't speak, isn't it accurate that the eldest brother will die?"

"King Qin, it's hard to dismantle it, let's not mention this matter, is it done?"

"Now that my eldest brother doesn't die, won't I die if I rebel?"

"But King Qin, you haven't been 10,000 years now, at least the capital is still there, unlike the poor ......"

Qiu Xuanqing looked down, shook his head and sighed.

Ah Fan immediately became excited.

"The master is right, the eldest brother was rescued by the little bull-nosed Taoist priest, and he asked his father to let him go back to the mountain, it must be that the armory has not been discovered yet!"

The armory is a thunder buried by Ah Fan in the Beijing Division!

Qiu Xuanqing's mind turned to Wang Huai.

Master Zhang Sanfeng didn't dare to make a move, he dared to save the prince five times? Earnest?

"Isn't this person afraid of being destroyed?"

At this moment, Wang Huai became the image of Xingtian dancing with his head in his heart.

Everyone is obeying the destiny of heaven and carefully attaining enlightenment.

Good guy, you ride directly at the heavenly way to output your face?

"Your Highness, you have to stay away from Wang Huai Boy, and the crown prince!"

Ah Fan didn't think so, and Qiu Xuanqing made another ultimatum.

"When you return to Qindi, don't cross the boat together, it will cause a catastrophe, and I'm afraid that everything will be over."

Qiu Xuanqing held Lian's expression very seriously.

He also thought about Ah Fei's counterattack and revenge for a bird.

In case Zhu Fan is affected, for example, when Wang Huai and the crown prince were struck by lightning, and Ah Fan is on his iron boat again, it will become a pot of boiled fish.

Ah Fan nodded, and the conversation changed.

"Master, you are an immortal disciple, when will the buried heavenly thunder be blown up?"

"King Qin should ask, where is the bombing......"