Jiang Su deliberately said, "Drag it out and cut off a hand first." Instead of "Break a hand." ”

Among them, "dragging out", someone needs to drag Liang Yue first, and then take him out of the hall.

And breaking a hand is another step. Therefore, Liang Yue knew that the emperor had the ability to speak and spirit, and after a moment of thinking, he could also seek a new way of life.

Jiang Su had no intention of killing him.

If you really kill this person, you can't guarantee that Li Xueqing, the owner of the secret realm, will be directly blackened, and the entire secret realm will collapse, and she won't be able to live again.

"It's really a wretch, I still have to maintain this secret realm from collapsing......"

Jiang Su smiled and sighed silently in his heart.

She's happy.

The script kills and eats melons, and the fun is satisfying.

"You said there was a monk from those foreign tribes? Would you like me to send a monk from the palace to help you? Jiang Su said unhurriedly.

The emperor's fingers tapped on the handle of the dragon chair, like a string gently twisted slowly, with a bit of rare leisure.

The old eunuch on the side noticed this action and guessed in his heart: "It seems that the emperor didn't take this matter seriously." But...... Monks are not an easy thing to solve......"

Several ministers standing in the first line frowned slightly, sensing the emperor's movements, and their hearts couldn't help but tighten, and they all guessed: "Isn't it that the emperor doesn't plan to invite those immortals?"

"Also, although the emperor's supernatural powers are not as good as those of immortals, they are also capable of reaching the sky, how can they be willing to ask others."

"There are mortals from foreign tribes who have entered the path of immortals...... How is this good, the people in those border barbarian lands are not reasonable, and they will not distinguish between immortals and mortals...... What if you come directly to the national capital? ”

Ministers have their own worries.

"Li Xueqing" seemed to have a flash of inspiration in front of her, and the woman with a calm temperament and not impatient seemed to have seen some long-awaited treasure.

"It's ...... Is it a small doctor? ”

Little Yixiu likes to knock things like this, like a kitten's paws, and ten fingers always have to scratch something.

In fact, Jiang Su, as a medical practitioner, has shown an extraordinary talent in medicine since he was born in this life. When Jiang Shuiliu realized his daughter's talent, he let her do the things of a teenage apprentice or even an apprentice in her twenties at a young age.

From the age of two or three, he began to concoct medicinal herbs, crushing certain dried medicinal herbs in his hands, and over time, he developed the habit of grasping and unconsciously moving each finger.

When she was a child, she grasped the process of hand-twisting and peeling the medicinal herbs, which would make her encounter a certain subconscious spiritual material one day when she was a teenager, and she would concoct it accordingly without saying a word.

Dan Xiu may not be familiar with medical science, but he must understand pharmacology. Medical cultivation cannot be ignorant of medical science, nor can it be ignorant of pharmacology.

Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, and later served as the god of medicine for the world. Li Shizhen wrote a compendium of materia medica, and the history of the Ming Dynasty was faxed to the Ming doctor.

This is a kind of muscle memory, similar to the Fu cultivator's subconscious drawing of certain runes, and the broken square fold of the sea will naturally disassemble a disguised spiritual weapon.

Although Fang Zhe is damaged because of his knowledge of the sea on weekdays, he can't understand everything around him and store it in the sea.

But he just had an angular, untidy and mottled piece of Zhihai, which was crowded with memories of Xiao Yixiu.

This small piece is more like he twisted and spliced it with dots of powder.

Yu Chang has been with Xiao Yixiu for a long time, and this piece of him is Yu Da. He constantly repairs himself, seeking sunken reefs in the rotten sea of memories, and is left to the wind and waves.

The broken threads between those past fragments and powder actually had a thread condensed by Jiang Su's spiritual power.

"Li Xueqing" In the chaotic hall, Dan's lips were open and closed, and in the eyes of some observing ministers, there was a little stumbling of lips and teeth.

"Little ...... Deer. ”

The peaks and loops turn, he can't call a small doctor to cultivate, the whole world, the immortals are not here, why should he call the doctor?

He couldn't summon Jiang Su, and in the secret realm, there were a few monks hiding their true bodies, pretending to compromise and seek perfection, but in fact they were competing for inheritance.

The smell of danger haunted him, and he couldn't call her name, nor her identity.

He can only call ...... His her.

The deer that leaned over to eat grass in the woods and drank the spring of the stream at noon.

The wind looks back and forth at the distant mountains, and the distant mountains are hidden in the water mirror.

At night, the fawn is not well-behaved, and the fawn does not sleep.

The main hall suddenly fell silent at this moment, and everyone looked at the muttering "Master Li" in confusion.

This important minister of the court, a heroic woman, with that gentle figure, actually looked stupid.

Jiang Su's ear power was excellent, not to mention that she had never opened her eyes since she came to the secret realm, and after a few hours, she had regained her adaptation to the old experience of her four senses being enhanced.

She heard......

There is a woman who is obsessed with calling the fawn......

The emperor's face was not obvious, but Jiang Su was stunned.

She had heard this title before, not once or twice, but again and again from the mouth of a crazy knife repairer.

"Fang fold?"

Almost instantly, she realized that her old friend Fang was folded over the hall.

"It's a female voice...... The voice is gentle and gentle, and it is not unfamiliar. This distance ......."

The emperor suddenly stood up from the dragon chair, and walked down three steps slowly without the support of others.

Lin Gao needs the help of a eunuch, but she Jiang Su doesn't need it.

The emperor's eyes were closed, as if he were using his ears to find the sound of heaven.

He walked to his important minister, the highest rank among the female officials of the court.

"Li Xueqing ......"

The emperor crumpled these three words and said them from between his teeth, and the breath entangled in the upper teeth and lips spit out at this moment.

The glass beads shook slightly, and the corners of his lips rose at this moment, just like a red plum in the snow, a pink plum blossom, not a season, but a scene.

"You can let me find it."

"Broken ......"

"Li Xueqing" opened his eyes wide, and his eyes seemed to have smashed into a meteor, which could be said to be a clear sight and a good heart.

He recognized.

She recognized.

The ministers around were all stunned, and their mouths, which were originally slightly open, closed directly in surprise when they saw the emperor personally stepping down from the dragon chair, lest they not be able to catch the liquid in their mouths.

"This ...... This, this, this...... How did this emperor come down?? How did he get off the dragon chair when he was on court??! ”

"This, this, this...... Why did the emperor close his eyes??? Didn't you have some kind of eye disease??? Or is there something about the royal family's destiny??? ”

"What is the emperor talking about?? Break what? He walked up to Master Lee...... Don't you want to cut off Lord Li's life? Lord Lee's life...... The emperor still wants to kill General Liang Yue??! ”

Paragraph ...... Who is the emperor calling? Is it the guard Duan Baoping, or the secret guard with the surname Duan, or ...... Shangshu Duan Xiangwang?? ”

Jiang Su's heart blossomed with joy at this time.

"Hahahahaha

"Good patient, good patient, tsk, this secret realm is fun now."

Jiang Su didn't have any lingering thoughts, she felt that a big drama was about to be staged.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, family, the script killing team is also reunited!