"One, you have to agree to whatever I say, you know?"

The two looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.

In the end, Zhanting agreed to the conditions of the immortals.

He doesn't want to owe Fluttershy a favor, but he may be being calculated.

However, his body was weak, and if those eunuchs really wanted to do anything to him, he had no power to resist.

And the fact that Wei Xiaodie saved him is an undeniable fact.

So Wei Xiaodie escaped, and was driven out of the temple by the guards, thinking blankly about Zhan Ting's plea for her......

It's so pretty.

Such a compassionate person should be the emperor of their Liu Kingdom!

Thinking like this, Wei Xiaodie secretly walked out of the palace with the queen mother's waist card.

When it comes to overthrowing the tyrant's imperial power, she is extremely weak alone, and she needs the help of adults.

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On the other side, Xian Xian and Zhan Ting had already sat in the meditation room.

Some of the treatment of the temple for Zhanting is still very good, at least the Zen room is clean and tidy, the Zen incense is lingering, and there is nothing to be deducted.

After taking his seat, Zhan Ting keenly noticed that the 'young' emperor on the other side looked a little unhappy.

The immortal was still very comfortable at the beginning, after all, as an emperor, he was almost drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman when he was in charge of the world.

But then it was really unhappy, and Zhanting was willing to owe her a favor for Wei Xiaodie.

It also saves people's lives and is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter.

- The pedantic stinky monk.

Hongu is very vindictive.

In the future, you can be careful with me.

Zhan Ting didn't care about the immortal's expression, took out the scriptures and pen and ink with one hand, and prepared to copy the scriptures, while saying: "The poor monk is a person outside the square, and it is inconvenient to wait for Your Majesty, and the small meditation room will not let Your Majesty condescend to come to ......."

The meaning of driving people away.

But......

If this palace doesn't leave, what can you do with me!

This kind of traumatized man is most afraid of clingy sperm.

"Brother Huang." The immortal immortal said a word to Zhan Ting, who opened the scriptures with one hand, and his movements paused.

"Zhan Ting is terrified, not His Majesty's royal brother."

The monk lowered his eyes to cover the surging wind in the phoenix's eyes.

"What is the imperial brother afraid of, I still remember when the imperial brother taught me many years ago."

The fairy held his chin, recalling the memory of the original owner, lazily almost:

"At that time, I still remember that the imperial brother was very gentle, and at that time, I wanted to repay the imperial brother, because I was the fourth prince who had no real power at that time......"

Just close the distance first, and the rest will be easy to say.

As the immortal spoke, he was really like a younger brother who admired his brother, boasting that Zhanting was heaven and earth.

Under her untraceable praise, Zhan Ting couldn't help but purse her lips.

…… Is he really that good?

At the same time, Xianxian noticed that one of his hands had been hanging between the sleeves of his clothes, dyeing the red robe a darker color.

Her eyes lit up, and she suddenly shouted, "Take your hands out!" ”

Zhan Ting's eyes sank, and he hid his hand between his sleeves.

"Your Majesty?"

"I said you should take your hands out, what are you pretending to be stupid."

The immortal got up directly from the couch and walked towards the Zhan Pavilion.

Even though the handsome monk had practiced martial arts, three years of fasting and reciting Buddha had already made him sick and weak.

His hand was pulled out by the fairy like this.

The fingertips that were as slender as jade were stained with blood.

Perhaps it was because he endured the humiliation of the past and was angry at his powerlessness that he punctured his palm......

"Does it hurt?"

The fairy lowered her eyes and frowned and asked.

It must hurt.

But this pain is no longer worth mentioning to him.

Zhan Ting looked up but saw the worry in the eyes of the 'young man', and was slightly stunned.

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