"In the future, there is no great power to threaten the ninth junior brother during the tribulation period, try not to use the talisman seal."

On the third floor of the building, he reached out again and picked up Jiang Daowen:

"Master is strict, it's not easy for senior brothers and sisters to come out once, if you can't have fun, you won't be happy in your heart!"

"Who are you?"

Jiang Daowen was trampled on and exploded, and crawled like maggots twice, and was dragged back like a dead dog on the third floor of the building.

Now it's even more carried in the air.

Face is not valuable, but it is not so insulting to insult people:

"I'm the seventeenth generation disciple of the Tomb Witch, so if I am treated like this by you, am I not afraid of the Tomb Witch's retaliation?"

"Smack!"

Mu Nan's feeling is right, the temper on the third floor of the building is obviously not good.

As soon as Jiang Daowen's words were finished, he slapped him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had left some strength, Mu Nan suspected that Jiang Daowen's head would have turned into popcorn on the spot.

"Go back and tell you that the Great Witch of the Tomb Witch is a little bit of life, if you don't restrain the disciples well, the third floor of the building doesn't mind smashing his coffin board with a dragon mace again!"

There is a story!

The third floor of the building has already been smashed once?

Mu Nan asked curiously, "Eighth Senior Brother, are you going to release Jiang Daowen?" ”

On the third floor of the building, he shook his hand again and threw Jiang Daowen on the wall, like a puddle of mud, and he didn't hold it up.

Also slid down.

"Of course I have to let it go, if I don't let go of this little ant, how can he spread the word?"

"What Senior Brother Eighth said can be called a model of the times!"

In fact, Mu Nan was reluctant to let Jiang Daowen go in his heart.

His hands were stained with the blood of Cai Yongde, a disciple of the Heaven Survey Prison.

Shouldn't it be repaid with blood?

But now that Senior Brother Eighth has spoken, he can't say anything more.

"That...... Uh-huh......"

The third floor of the building looked at the sky, cleared his throat, and licked his lips: "Ninth Senior Brother, Master, his old man likes to drink, you see if you have any drinks, I will bring him two jars, no, it's two cylinders, don't ......"

Such a request is simply too reasonable!

"Senior brother, wait a minute! I'm going to get a few dozen jars! ”

Mu Nan said, and raised the measuring ruler, and a streamer pierced into Jingyixuan.

Regardless of what good men and women hurriedly knelt down to make a wish on the "meteor", and fell asleep early, Su Hongyi, who was panicked at the moment:

"Father-in-law Su, within half an hour, all the drinks in Changle Palace will be moved to Jingyi Xuan!"

After the order, another dodged out of Changle Palace,

found the largest restaurant in the city, and directly put the gold and jade jewelry on the counter.

"Shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper's eyes can't leave the counter at all!

"Master! You say? Do I take it off or do you take it off all over the store? ”

Take out so much gold and jade jewelry, not to mention buying a restaurant, just for fun, you can also do it!

Mu Nan knocked on the table to keep him calm:

“…… Of all the wine in the store, one cup counts as a glass, and one jar counts as a jar, and it is round! ”

"Goo-dong!"

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva and said busily: "Xiao Er, the account room, the back kitchen, the running hall, the tea and water and urine, all those who are panting, one is counted as one, go to the wine cellar and move wine!" ”

The shopkeeper is very fast.

Su Hongyi's speed is not slow.

When Mu Nan rushed back to Juyuanguan with wine, Jiang Daowen had already regained the ugly appearance of a Taoist.

He was kneeling on the ground, slapping himself.

His face was beaten like a pig's head, and he must have almost lost his parents.

The third floor of the building sat on the stone slab in the courtyard, pointing:

"Use some force! Do you want Lou Ye to help you? You are a wreck, don't you ask who my junior brother is? Do you dare to be ill-intentioned towards him? Is it because you don't want to live anymore, or is the tomb witch's skin itching again? ”

"Eighth Senior Brother!" Mu Nan handed over a storage bracelet: "I didn't have time to count how many altars, you can see if you agree." ”

The third floor of the building swept his senses, and put the storage bracelet on his wrist like a thief, and looked around:

"Alright, Ninth Senior Brother, I have to go! Master, he's an old man waiting to drink! ”

"Whoa!"

The saliva flowing from the corners of the mouth on the third floor of the building is like a stream, trickling.

The people were gone, and the voices were still echoing in the audience.

"Master Mu!"

The pig-headed Jiang Daowen is not only ruthless to others, but also to himself.

Left and right bows and slaps, and the hands that spared no effort have been broken.

slurred with an aggrieved face: "Spare me." ”

Mu Nan looked at Jiang Daowen, who was not human, and wanted to laugh:

"Remove all the curses in the palace, go back to the coffin, and don't get involved in human grievances anymore."

"I demolished the Juyuan Temple and left Jiankang City for a hundred miles, and the curse will naturally be removed."

Jiang Daowen's voice was vague, and Mu Nan almost guessed before he could understand it: "Then I will go back to the ancient tomb witch, and I don't dare to get involved in the world for half a step." ”

Mu Nan nodded with satisfaction.

Step by step, we will get out of the concept of gathering sources.

……

Jiang Daowen dismantled the Juyuan Temple overnight, and when a touch of morning light passed by, he had already limped on the road back to Biannan.

Sima Wei deliberately took a few staff members to see him off.

"Master Jiang, are you sure you want to go?"

Jiang Daowen nodded, but did not stop.

"Master Jiang, is there something wrong with Sima Wei?"

Jiang Daowen shook his head and walked firmly.

"Master Jiang!" Sima Wei took the white horse and handed it to him: "Master Jiang, I will definitely help you avenge your revenge!" ”

You've said it in vain.

Besides, it's not a slap in the face.

Bang bang.

After a little affection, when Jiang Daowen rode on the white horse, he left a sentence:

"Lord Wang, you can't afford to provoke the protector mage, the background is too big! If you live in peace, you can still have a good death. ”

looked at Jiang Daowen and rode into the dust.

Sima Wei fell into deep thought.

"Lord Wang, the Tomb Witch is an ancient sect, and he is not necessarily afraid of the Heavenly Survey Prison. But Jiang Shi ...... Read between the lines. ”

After one staff member finished speaking, another staff member continued: "Jiang Shilian Cai Yongde...... Rajah...... Those who know the times are Junjie. ”

Sima Wei frowned, looked at the sky, and a wild goose passed by, sighing.

"It's good to get more."

In the seventh year of Chunren, Sima Wei, the hereditary king of Pingyuan, was promoted to the prince and the prince, held the false festival, supervised the military of the southern border, and opened the hussar general's mansion.

The last sentence of the holy decree, "No edict shall not be returned to Beijing", was not read.

Sima Wei took thousands of honor guards out of the east gate of Jiankang in a big soup, and saw off Sima Rui "brothers are like brothers and sisters, and parting is like breaking bowels".

"Brother Huang, have a good trip."

"Take care, Your Highness."

"Bian Nan still has to rely on the imperial brother to maintain stability, don't overwork."

"Your Royal Highness has unconsciously become an emperor, and I am very pleased to be my brother."

"It's not as carefree as the royal brother."

……

Hypocrisy, too hypocritical.

If you think it's good, you can have a getaway.

Full of envy, it didn't drive me out of Kyoto, but also left a son as a proton.

If I sit in that position, I can give you nine tin!

Sima Wei didn't say what was in his heart after all, and the moment he received the holy decree, he was a courtier.

A courtier with no ambitions.

A slight pity.

The family openly supported Sima Rui as if they had drunk ecstasy soup overnight.

Several princes are holding each other back on the border, and they can't be united, so they don't want to rise up.

There are even a few who are clearly on Sima Rui's side.

And the staff around him analyzed for him all night, and came to the conclusion that the protector is not simple, and there are people behind him.

More than just a surveyor.

"It's okay, Lord Yaoyao, it's better than falling to the ground!"

While comforting himself, Sima Wei complained: "I don't know who came up with this bad idea of Tui Enling, grandson!" ”

Mu Nan sneezed for no reason.

looked out of the city with deep eyes: "The resentment is not small! ”

"Mage, whose grievances are so great?"

Su Hongyi moved a stool and sat in front of Jing Yixuan's door, Nuan Yang couldn't stop his mouth, and asked curiously.

"I think your grievances are not small!"

Mu Nan looked at him with disdain: "I play cards if I want to, I deliberately wander around the yard, and let whoever I see playing cards do, it's hateful!" ”

Su Hongyi's old face flushed:

"Mage, the old slave is too old to run, and he can't rest assured that he can't let go of this group of hairy leather babies under his hands, so he will say a few words."

"When the housekeeper doesn't let go of power, he grasps everything in the palm of his hand, and he can't be tired to death?"

Su Hongyi smiled helplessly.

Delegating power and throwing hands at the hands of the shopkeeper are two different things.

The entire Changle Palace, if it weren't for him Su Hongyi, would it work?

The protector mage doesn't eat or drink, and the people below eat and drink Lazar, which one can miss him?

It's a narcissus in a pot, when to water it, when to bask in the sun, and he can't tell it at any time?

"There is no one who can afford to take the lead!"

Mu Nan was dismissive of Su Hongyi's words.

your life.

"The fake corpse you made is done?"