115. It's not terrible to cheat the corpse

Fu Sanshan cried deeply, a handful of snot and tears, there was indeed a bit of truth in it.

He was the first person to come over among the people who greeted him, and he stood by the gourd and cried like this, making everyone from the Qingshan faction who came with him cry.

Here's who got the wrong thing.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but sink, and they brushed around to take a look, and the first thing they saw Zhuo Qiuyan lying straight on the lap of the curtain Xinghe, the secret road is not good, the head of the house is driving a crane to the west.

So the unity and friendship of the Qingshan faction were instantly revealed, and they cried with Fu Sanshan in unison:

"Master, why did you just leave us like this!"

They cried like this without a head or brain, which made Mu Xinghe's originally expressionless face suddenly crack:

"You ......"

"A few days after your master handed you over to me, something happened to you, how can I explain to him when your master comes back!" Fu Sanshan didn't give Mu Xinghe a chance to finish speaking, took Zhuo Qiuyan's hand, and blamed himself for crying out to the sky:

"If I knew you were like this, I wouldn't have let you go to any little Qingtian if I killed you!"

"Uncle Fu!"

Mu Xinghe's face was gloomy, and he shouted loudly, and Lu Shouyang next to him finally came back to his senses, and strode forward to pull his master up:

"Master, you're mistaken!"

"What's wrong!"

Fu Sanshan shook off his apprentice's hand vigorously, thinking that Zhuo Qiuyan had an accident, opened his hand, wiped the tears and snot on his face, and pounced again:

"My nephew!"

"Master!"

Lu Shouyang peeked at the face of the curtain galaxy that was blackened into the bottom of the pot, and he was so anxious.

Mu Xinghe saw the posture of these people, and he didn't want to bother with this group of fools, so he put his index finger and middle finger together, drew it in the void, and whispered a broken word.

Zhuo Qiuyan, who was lying on his lap, suddenly opened his eyes, slammed his feet, and looked straight at Fu Sanshan.

Immediately, everyone was frightened and retreated, and directly showed the guy and the magic weapon.

Fu Sanshan was at the front, and his face turned blue with fright from Zhuo Qiuyan, who suddenly deceived the corpse, if it weren't for his good concentration, a pair of blue water gold hammers would have been inserted into Zhuo Qiuyan's face.

"You, you ......"

This group of people belongs to him with the highest seniority, otherwise when he cries, no one else thinks about it, and then he cries and mourns. So he was the first to stammer.

Zhuo Qiuyan was blocked by his senior brother's voice, but he could hear and see it, and he knew everything about the cause and effect of the incident.

For Fu Sanshan to make such a big oolong, Zhuo Qiuyan hated it so much.

I'm a lot older, I don't have the appearance of an elder, I don't ask you to be the backbone of the Qingshan faction, you have to be mature and steady, the result is good, and there is more than enough success and failure.

"Uncle Fu, I'm not dead yet!"

Zhuo Qiuyan didn't even want the image he had maintained for many years, and directly scolded Fu Sanshan.

One sentence made the atmosphere freeze to the extreme, and everyone kept their mouths tightly closed, not daring to say a word more.

What are you kidding, crying and mourning at the gate of the mountain, the curse is gone, who can bear it.

Fortunately, Zhuo Qiuyan also knew that this matter could not be investigated deeply, otherwise everyone would not be able to get off the stage, so he pursed his mouth tightly and barely squeezed out a smile:

"I've been walking for many days, and I've worked hard inside the door. ”

A group of people blinked, stiffened their faces and followed him into a smile that was uglier than crying......

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