"Your daughter is in love with Lin Chen. ”

"If you like it, you like it!" Ming Zheng didn't have any violent mood swings.

Mrs. Mengzhao stared at him for a long time, "Since it's okay, then I'll go into retreat." ”

"Wait! Your brother and little nephew are here, don't you see them?"

Monks like this who want to break through their cultivation will generally close the dead pass, and they will not get out of the pass until they break through or the strong break in. Mrs. Mengzhao has been married to the Ming Pavilion Lord for a long time, and the bloodline relationship still cannot be severed.

"Nope. If you can see you again, you can bring some surprises, and if you can't see you again, you will go with the ashes of the catastrophe. "Mrs. Mengzhao can choose to marry Ming Zheng, who had nothing at the beginning, and she is naturally not an ordinary woman.

Ming Zheng didn't persuade much, he knew what his wife's temperament was, and looking at the back of her leaving, he could only hope that she would get out of the customs as soon as possible.

"I don't know how long we'll be together, and I really don't want you to go into retreat. But it's okay, the more strength we have, the more hope we have to live. At least, you can protect Ming'er well. ”

As a zombie master who has jumped up in the past 10 million years, although he is not the only zombie emperor, he is indeed the only zombie emperor powerhouse in the same vein for countless years.

The general's vein was burdened by the zombie god, and the master was slaughtered countless years ago, and even the Xuan corpse vein was affected. Therefore, there was a fault line in the master of the general's lineage, and then he was suppressed by the Xuancorpse line, not only could not cultivate his voice, but was also hunted down and killed to hide in Tibet.

Ming Zheng broke through the zombie queen and began to reorganize the generals' clan and shelter this clan under his own banner. Millions of years have passed, and Ming Zheng himself is about to make a breakthrough, but the general's line has not been able to produce a second zombie emperor.

Looking at the situation of Mrs. Mengzhao, she is about to become a zombie emperor again, although it is her own camp, it is sad that she is not a general.

The general's line is so declining, Ming Zheng has to bear it on his back - life and death, honor and disgrace, all tied to one person!

"I hope that the Xuan Corpse will not gain an inch anymore, and the outside of the realm will be settled as soon as possible. Otherwise...... I can only come to the door and agree on it myself!"

With a flick of his robe, the Ming Pavilion Lord walked towards the living room.

In the living room of the dark pavilion, a middle-aged man was wearing a cyan Confucian shirt, his figure was thin and tough, his face was beardless, his cheekbones were slightly high, and his two godly eyes were staring at the tea.

"Uncle and brother have been waiting for a long time!" Ming Zheng shook his robe and sat on the right seat.

At this time, his own subordinates served tea.

The middle-aged man bowed his head lightly and said, "My brother-in-law did make me wait for a good meal." It's been so long, and you're reluctant to give me another cup of tea?"

The pink palace maid was about to confess, but she was indeed photographed by Ming Zheng's momentum, and she couldn't move for a while, so she could only look at the Ming Pavilion Lord with her eyes.

"This tea is easy to say, even if our famous city dark pavilion is not hospitable, it will not shorten the cup of tea of my eldest brother. But I still have to give it to my master!" Saying this, he turned to the maid and said, "It's not easy for this eldest brother to come here, you can change him a cup of high-quality tea." ”

The momentum on her body was felt for an hour, and the maid felt it for the first time, and hurriedly said, "The slave and maid will go down and prepare." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, and then he laughed: "I didn't expect that there are so many ways in my brother-in-law's house, and there are still three, six, nine and so on for guests." No wonder this cup of tea is so bitter and unpleasant. ”

The Ming Pavilion Lord's clothes looked helpless, "This is also no way, my secret pavilion is not as good as your ten major families, Hanzuo Gaomen, to welcome guests from all over the world." There are many people in this person, and it is inevitable that the level is uneven, so he can only set the level, which should be given, and if he should not be given, he can only let him see this carved dragon painting. Where you came from, where you are going. ”

"It seems that I have taken the light of the name of the eldest brother, and I have received preferential treatment from the Ming Pavilion Lord!" seemed to be very emotional, "I've been here for so long, why didn't my sister come out to meet?"

Although this middle-aged man is related to Ming Zheng, he is from the Hou clan of the Ten Great Xuan Corpse Clan, named Hou Ji, the actual person in power of the Hou clan.

At the mention of his wife, Ming Zheng couldn't help but show a smile, "She is in retreat, or she has gained something." ”

"We don't distinguish between inside and outside. Hou Ji said ashamedly: "I'm going to be left behind as an elder brother, I hope my sister will be successful in her cultivation this time." ”

"Can't compare, can't compare. The eldest brother is in charge of the clan, and he has the power to force the world, and his responsibility and majesty are far better than Mengzhao; Mengzhao is only in charge of Mingling, and he often complains to me. It is understandable that the eldest brother has left some cultivation. ”

The Pavilion Master laughed. Speaking of which, your dark pavilion is no less than the hidden capital, and your cultivation time is less than eleven of mine, but your cultivation is far better than mine, chasing after the old ancestor. I don't know if I can teach me?"

The Ming Pavilion Lord picked up the teapot and gestured, "Drink tea!" and ignored Hou Ji's hot eyes.

Gently put the tea back on the table, and then re-spoke: "Cultivate together, pay attention to chance." When the heat arrives, it will come naturally, and it is useless to force it if the heat is not met. Maybe when you put it down, the fire will come. ”

Hou Ji also put the tea back again, "Brother-in-law's opinion is like that Taoist Shuntian's fate, but our zombie clan is born outside the Dao." Not true!"

"Whether it is established or not depends on whether the eldest brother is willing to practice and verify. ”

"It's so difficult! There are ten people next to each other in this position, and we sit in a circle, and they don't want to let this circle break or be missing. ”

"It's indispensable. With that old ancestor here, without the dark pavilion of the city in the middle, there will be no queen. ”

The two fought sharply and refused to give in to each other, which really made the scene stalemate for a while.

At this time, the maid from before came up with tea leaves, ready to replace Houji with new tea.

When the new tea was put away, Hou Ji reached out and pressed the original pot of tea, "This original tea has a unique taste, I like it very much, it is better to keep both copies." ”

The maid was at a loss for a moment, so she could only look at the Ming Pavilion Lord.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, "Uncle is indeed embarrassed by a maid." Previously, Mengzhao had a rule that one person had one tea, so as not to be misunderstood by others, and no one would clean up and tidy up the secret pavilion. ”

"I didn't expect my sister, who didn't touch the spring water with her fingers before, to be so good at running a family here. Okay, let her take this cold tea, you have to ask her to give me another pot of tea. ”

The Ming Pavilion Lord nodded and gestured, "This tea is available, but it is still necessary to follow Mengzhao's rules, new tea for cold tea, and you can't have both pots." After speaking, he said to the maid: "Take it down, if the eldest brother wants to change the tea, you can prepare it." ”

"My brother-in-law listened to my sister. When I was a child, I was the best for my sister and gave me whatever she wanted, but now I think he would not refuse to let my brother drink two teas. ”

"This rule, if you set it up, you can change it at will, or this dark cabinet will be messed up. However...... after a slight pause, "the treatment of the eldest brother must be different from others, and it can be a little different." ”

"Not easy, not easy. I told you for a long time, and then I got half a bargain. ”

The Lord of the Ming Pavilion said mysteriously: "As long as the door is closed, this tea can give you two pots at the same time." ”

Hou Ji had a little shame on his face: "Why don't you drink more tea, and close the door, sneaky, what do you think of me?"

"Hey!" the Ming Pavilion Lord sighed: "This serves two pots of tea to the eldest brother at the same time, but it breaks the rules of the pavilion." If we open the door, this person has many eyes, and he will learn from him, and if the rules are broken, everyone will learn from them, and everyone will learn from them, and it will not be long before this dark pavilion will be in debt and fall apart. ”

"Isn't it just a cup of tea, as for dragging down the Dark Pavilion?" Hou Ji said nonchalantly.

"As everyone knows, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the anthill!" said the Ming Pavilion Lord very solemnly.