Zu Long's eyes narrowed, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, but it was a pity that the dragon was sitting at home, and disaster came from the sky.Ao Guang shouted that there was no way out, and a canopy star of charity afterwards?
What kind of bullshit is that.Will the flooding of Chentang Pass be counted on the Dragon Clan?
But it doesn't matter, this seat is the first dragon in the world, and Wu'er is the last dragon in the world.The dragon tendons are gone, he is dead, and the entire sea clan will begin to perish, but this seat will also be reborn.The words were a little heavier, and Zu Long glanced at more and more immortals: Speaking of which, I am quite grateful to the human race, and I also thank you for these lucky people of the Heavenly Dao, so many dirty things poured into the sea water and threw them.Even preaching a sermon and even filming a TV series are all carrying private goods, the East China Sea hurts the heavens and reason, and also involves innocent people, so Nezha is a little hero; Mazu preached that Donghai was a villain; The eight immortals crossed the sea, and the East China Sea was a-stirring stick again.Even a Buddhist family, Sun Wukong has to rob the Sea Clan.I want to know, is there a East China Sea, or even a sea tribe that is a good one?
Even the little princess of the West Sea and Yang Jian had to be a feudal old and old-fashioned woman, tear down the image of the mandarin duck, and finally became a resentful couple.Just Ao Guang, this kid, was bullied by you so much, and even pulled out the dragon scales, and was still patient, protectively, Zu Long squinted at the sky, and said in a light tone: It's a pity.Saints can't interfere with the way of heaven, and you must not violate the rules of heaven and the covenant, just watch the only remaining dragon soul disappear.Let's go to death together.Zulong Daoyou, this doesn't look like your temperament, right?
Hearing this, his face sank.If Zu Long could be reasonable and calm, maybe the calamity would be postponed for tens of thousands of years and resolved peacefully.No way, Saint of Heaven.Zu Long raised the Nezha that he had been pinching in his hand, the corners of his mouth were almost arrogant, but his face was very scared, with a somewhat meaningful tone, and said: Tanggu is outside the East China Sea, and the golden crow is out at the same time, and this seat hurts it, so it's more convenient to blow yourself up, what do you say?
Return ye to the arms of God the Father, and may God bless you all.Zu Long smiled, still not allowed to jump ship?
The Western Dragon is suitable for this seat.Your ancestral dragon is the Three Realms, and your father is back!
Come to the East China Sea to eat lotus root and watch a play and chase birds, haha no, there is a villain's exclusive laughter, and he is not right.Tongtian was stimulated by these words, and a mouthful of old blood almost spit out, and he directly turned into a rainbow and chased after the ancestral dragon.In Zulong's generation, he knew the bird he liked, Donghuang Taiyi.As Tongtian walked away, all the immortals present fell into a long period of sluggishness, what happened?
The flowers bloomed two and one on each branch, and everyone around the Red Mansion Execution Ground was also stunned, incredulous, and fell into silence.As the thunder slashed down one by one, the monk was already frightened, shrunk his body, and quickly recited a spell to escape from the execution ground.He ran down the sewers.Jia Yu grabbed Jia Zhen who was struggling to run out with one hand, and said busily.Strange to say, when he opened his eyes, he drew eye exercises, which led to poor eyesight.The wind was howling, the wind and sand turned the entire execution ground into ashes, and with countless figures, he could still see the direction of Monk Laitou's escape at a glance.Tan Li, who had already lifted the sword in his hand, nodded, and before leaving, he glanced at Jia Yu thoughtfully, and then swept over Jia Zhen, who was held in his arms, and his eyes narrowed.The thunder just now, in addition to the murderous thunder, there are more blessings.Be careful.Jia Yu said worriedly, and the moment he watched the person leave without hesitation, he suddenly felt a little guilty.If he had studied seriously, even if he could only embroider his legs, he could still go together.At least, it's okay to touch the knife and the corpse.Four of the guards also followed and left, and the rest surrounded the uncle and nephew in the middle, looking nervous and guarding carefully.Uncle Forgiveness, aren't we going?
Jia Zhen looked at the sky that was now clear, and asked with hope: Are there really demons and monsters in this world, immortals?
Yes!
Jia Yu responded, jokingly chatting with others, lest you think about the east and west, you study hard and do more good deeds, maybe you can be a god in the next life.You're not sincere at all.Jia Zhen was dissatisfied, looking at the talisman on the table that had not yet had time to be cleaned up, and couldn't help but think about it, and said with a smile: If the position of the immortal can be picked by me, let me be the same as Monkey King, no, just like Nezha, then I will do a lot of good things and study hard.You're not thinking about Nezha's strength, but the master behind him who protects his shortcomings, right?
Jia Yu flicked Jia Zhen's head, cleaned up the table, looked at those serious talismans fixedly, and sighed: Since you have thought about it, let's be bigger.I think it's better to be Sanqing, like Tongtian, even if you die, open another world, and be discovered by Hongjun Daozu, it's not to take it back to confinement?
Although "Romance of the Gods" didn't say it explicitly, there was definitely nothing else.When the saint was too hard, he was also beaten by his brothers.Jia Zhen shook his head, and his power sect was gone.It's inappropriate, isn't it the same as my uncle's fate?
It's better to be the peacock king of the Ming Dynasty, just the Dapeng bird and his brother in Journey to the West, swallowed the Buddha, and then became a bodhisattva, and he didn't even need to be ninety-nine eighty-one.Hey, Ja Yu lengthened his tone and sighed, yes.Of course, we are also thinking about the East Palace Niangniang's flatbread.While speaking, Jia Yu looked at the person who appeared at the door at some point, raised his hand to poke Jia Zhen, who was still thinking about what was wrong, and reminded: You still want to think about how to explain to your father when you go back.Explain what?
Jia Zhen was stunned.There was thunder, and he ran out to spread the wilderness.also recited the mantra, and mispronounced his old man's favorite Sanqing, which is very disrespectful.But he didn't split me, which means that either there are no ghosts and gods, or I am loved by everyone, and Taishang Laojun also likes me.Look up at your dad!
When Jia Yu heard this, he was psychologically bitter, and he had never seen a cub like you who had no desire to survive.Chapter 48 Nuwa wrote to Jia Jing that he didn't get his name very well, so that he was in a state where I wanted to be quiet at any time, and he couldn't relax a day.But one of the objects of his resentment was already alive, and he pulled on the window railing, poked his head out, and looked at the execution ground without blinking.Although Lei slashed Lai Da to death, the others have not yet been executed!
Jia Zhen covered her face with her hands, but the gap between her fingers leaked widely, and she couldn't help but make a comment, Dad, Uncle Forgiveness, come and see!
The sixth person on the left side of the second row shook his hand and slashed twice!
Jia Jing: Jia Yu sighed.His brother's expression is intercepted, and he doesn't need to retouch the picture, a beautiful emoji [I'll just watch you quietly as · jpg] Of course, the spit is complaining, and the excitement still has to be made.Jia Yu also pulled the window railing and looked at it with great interest.Because of the sudden storm, goose feathers and heavy snow, and dozens of lightning strikes, the environment around the execution ground was not very good.Lai Da, who was struck by lightning, was like a black charcoal at the moment, still lying down, surrounded by a large vacuum area.Because the occupied place is too big, many executioners grabbed the death row prisoners they wanted to behead one by one, and they were all nested like little chickens.It seems that because the middle distance is too close, it also affects the performance of many executioners, and there is no knife to the ground.In addition, Jia Yu's eyes swept over the heads of the group of black and oppressive people around the execution ground, and his face sank: This executioner will not succeed, and the onlookers will not succeed!
Being led by the rhythm is simply brainless.Even if it is true that the monk pretended to be a god first, but people have brains, in the face of evidence, can you not change your words so quickly?
What's the use of shouting about a good cut now?
Today's amnesty ghost is a cautious eye, take a small notebook and write it down· jpg Even if the applause outside was loud, it reached the house, but when Jia Jing heard Jia Yu's words, he couldn't help but be shocked, and leisurely glanced at Jia Yu, who was talking to Jia Zhen and began to comment.This is the object of resentment that he is more worried about than his only son.I don't understand why Jia Yu has such an opportunity, but the so-called blessings and misfortunes depend on it is not a good thing after all.In this world, only ordinary people can live for a long time, just like closing his eyes, Jia Jing listened silently to the shouting that was higher than one voice, and sighed psychologically, just like those shouting people.Sometimes people follow the clouds, which is also a blessing.Just when Jia Jing closed his eyes and recuperated, he heard the door of the box be kicked open, and then there was a sentence, Jia Jing, your uncle, still have a face to rest?
The fourth child is looking for the imperial history and the storyteller.The second prince.When Jia Yu heard this, he sighed in his heart, turned around, and after seeing the person who came, he asked cautiously: Are you saying that they want to publicize the thunder and thunder in the sky?
Isn't that clear?
What propaganda is to pick a bone in an egg.The second prince snorted coldly, your Jia family is really good, cutting a Diao slave can not only shock the government and the opposition, but also cry ghosts and gods.Jia Jing still didn't even open his eyes, and he opened his mouth without fighting spirit, just to take advantage of this to resign my official.Dad, why did you resign?
Hearing this, Jia Zhen quit.He expects his father to become a Chan, and I'm still waiting for you to be the first assistant.Do you want to retreat as advance?
The second prince was stunned, and said thoughtfully: Change places from the Ministry of Industry?
The military department?
In the end, the more the second prince thought about it, the more he felt that his logic was not wrong.Abandon the pen and follow the Rong and contact the military power.Otherwise, what are you doing beating Wang Ziteng if you have nothing to do?
In order to give Uncle Jing his own position!
Thinking too much.When Jia Jing heard this, his eyes widened, and he seemed to have asked and answered himself, and his face was full of words I guessed the second prince, raised his eyebrows, raised his finger and pointed at Jia Yu and Jia Zhen, word by word, full of infinitely complex feelings, and said powerfully: I want to benefit the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty.Everyone present: If they both die.Jia Jing patiently explained: The small heart of the Manchu Dynasty is fragile, and he is weak.If you don't look for the right master, you still come to me.Therefore, for my sake, I have to grab one first, so that they don't have to go out to make trouble and endanger the officials.What if you are really?
Jia Jing was thoughtful.The second prince swept away Jia Yu and Jia Zhen, who were a little stunned, thinking about this earth-shattering thunder, he nodded solemnly, and felt that what Jia Jing said was very reasonable.His head turned around from side to side, waved his hand to signal the servants and guards to go farther away, leaned into Jia Jing's ear, covered his hands, and said in a low voice: Actually, I want to know the old man's expression now.Jia Jing: Second, you are not a lone seedling, a little more convergent, an elegant gentleman?
The second prince felt particularly heartbroken.It's rare for him to talk to people, and sure enough, the prince has no friends.Jia Yu quietly watched the two of them move, and his eyes flashed.Because of his age and some reasons to avoid suspicion, he actually rarely had contact with the prince except for some official banquets.Zhen Guifei's sixth child is really a bad fate with him, he entered the same gambling house and different tables on a certain day in a certain year, month, and day, he won the game, and the sixth child was taught to be a man by the gambling house.Of course, in the end, their dad taught the gambling house to be a man together.In addition to this, it is considered some fate, and at other times he Jia Yu can stay away, even if there are some princes' banquets, his father said that he can't go again.However, in just a few times of getting along, even in private, he has met the prince and his brother Jing, and he has not gotten along with the second brother so naturally.When did the second child's leg break in his last life?
What else seems to be happening?
Did he wait for Boss Tan to come back and ask for a talisman to recall.I don't know what happened to Boss Tan.Why did you think about him again?
======== seemed to know that someone would worry about his safety, Tan Li had a cold face, looked at the cramped darkness, and sniffed the stinking kitchen sewer, constantly bubbling out of the cold air, and entered with a straight face.He originally wanted to communicate with Monk Lai Tou, but unexpectedly, the other party was ashamed to ask for his Neidan.In the end, he was sprayed with poison and liquid.But he is a tree, afraid of axes and termites.It's not right to spray white, it's smelly, and it needs to be washed.Ask the gardener to repair the cut.Tan Li's face became colder and colder.Although he smoked Jia Yu, a servant ghost, it seemed that it was indeed the role of taking care of it, but as far as Jia Yu's four bodies were not diligent and the grains were not divided, he was afraid that he would prune his body and cripple it.It must be this reason!
The people who were chased and killed turned into the prototype of the monk Laitou who was evading, feeling the cold air from far and near, while regretting his underestimating enemy, while holding back the killing thoughts rising in his heart, and trying his best to breathe steadily, lest he leak his whereabouts because of emotional leakage.As long as he waits, the lame fellow Daoist will come to his aid.But as I felt the cold breath, in the dim sewer that emitted this foul smell, there was even a faint smell of sandalwood, like a spring breeze, gentle and delicate.Monk Lai Tou felt that there were two villains in his mind who were biting and fighting, and the villain was reprimanding him at the waist and asking about the original intention of cultivation; One has a distorted face, cursing, what if he does whatever it takes, he can only rely on himself to fight step by step.The two ideas were biting, making him have a headache, and Monk Laitou couldn't hide himself anymore, his eyes were scarlet, and his face was full of hatred to stare at Tan Li, who stopped his pace because of his sudden appearance, word by word, and said with jealousy: Damn!
Why is the background different, the cultivation will be different.As he spoke, he pounced on Tan Li.The wind howled in the narrow sewers, and things with a putrid and sour smell were churning, and squeaky rats, crickets, and other tide-loving critters cried out in horror.Tan Li's face was expressionless, and he did not hesitate to slash at the past.Monk Laitou was stunned, only to feel a cold neck.When I came back to my senses, I realized that I could see my own body.AhhWhen Tan Li heard this, the scene of Jia Yu Ge You lying down, lazy and lazy, putting a mask on himself, while watching the drama intently, and then the expression on his face was extremely firm, and he raised his eyes and swept the soul of the monk Laitou who was shouting, his eyes were heavy, resolute, and without hesitation: it was a shameful face.I'll give you excess, I'll give you excess.After speaking, Tan Li didn't care about his slight cleanliness, sat cross-legged, sat down, and opened his mouth to recite the scriptures.Monk Laitou's words stopped abruptly, and the expression on his face was even more violently distorted, and he looked at Tan Li who emitted a faint purple light in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.What did he see?
How can there be such a lucky demon in this world?
But before he had time to think about it, Monk Lai Tou was suddenly stunned, his mind was blank, and he sat down quietly to listen to people chanting scriptures, feeling that his memory suddenly drifted to a long, long time ago.He innocently called with the frog, but the child pointed at him and said, "This is a pest, and the toad wants to eat swan meat."
But obviously they are also able to catch pests, and they can also have medicinal health value, those apricot forest masters first pick their toads, and then kill the toads, directly dry them, and put them into medicine.There is also a nice name toad.At first, he just wanted to cultivate as an adult, and he also wanted to tell people that they should be treated the same as frogs.However, it was too difficult and too slow for him to cultivate carefully on his own, and gradually, he went astray.He disguised himself as the favorite golden toad of the rich and noble, helping others to make a fortune for his own cultivation, and then by chance he worshiped under the door of the police illusion fairy girl.By the way, the police illusion fairy Gu Tan Li suddenly felt wrong when she saw the ghost, raised her hand to give the ghost a sandalwood leaf, drank it coldly, and concentrated.And I kept reading.