Chapter 551

Ali doesn't know why gigwang didn't pay attention to Emir.

He just told Da Shao immediately after he learned that the Muse was going to recruit a son-in-law the day after tomorrow.

It's not polite to say that in this magical land, women are the least valuable and the least important.

When a girl from Tianzhu gets married, her mother's family has to pay a large amount of dowry.

If the dowry is less, it will not be seen by the husband at all.

A few years ago, when a beautiful woman was insulted by a man on the street, the reaction of the people was not to sympathize with her, but to accuse her of wearing too sexual and sensual clothes. When she got home, she was badly beaten by her family.

Of course, the Muse of the gigwang family is certainly not comparable to that of ordinary girls, but her behavior of recruiting her son-in-law is shocking.

In particular, she has rejected Emile's proposal.

Looking at his grim smile, Ali whispered: "Sir, you should say hello to the officials and let them put pressure on you -"

Emir raised his hand and interrupted Ali: "this kind of thing is not suitable for using diplomatic means. So as not to make the people think that we are doing something for our own benefit. "

Ali spat at once and said, "bah, those mean pigs and dogs. Master, why do you pay attention to them? "

But Emir said with a smile: "ha ha, no matter what, my Emir has always been patriotic and loving the people. In my eyes, I don't have the disgusting caste prejudice of other masters. "

Ali nodded and asked, "but, sir, are you looking at the muse and inviting his son-in-law?"

Emir looked back at Ali and asked, "do you think they will send me an invitation to watch the ceremony?"

"Sure. I'll lend gigwang eighteen courage, and he won't forget you. "

Ali flattered the next master and understood: "master, you want to let gigwang know the truth of life at the wedding."

"Well, some people are old enough to live on dogs."

With a sad sigh, Emil said lightly, "at that time, I will take my brothers to attend the Muse's son-in-law wedding."

Ali carefully reminded: "if you do not pass the official, you will not be able to solve the problem of not allowing people to carry guns there."

"Well, do we still need guns?"

Emile half turned around, looked at Bhutan's direction and said, "now, I can't wait to see how excellent my son-in-law, who dares to let the Muse refuse me, is."

Is high speed rail excellent?

He doesn't think so.

If someone asks him this question, he will surely say that he is a grass without fragrance of flowers and tree height -

when the sun is gradually sliding towards the west mountain, the high-speed railway, which has been sleeping for dozens of hours, slowly opens its eyes.

He is too tired.

In fact, even if it was any man, he didn't close his eyes for a few days. In the case of water and rice, he not only bled to provide nutrition for Lin Wan'er, but also fought with many experts to death. In particular, he found that Satan loved him so much and died in his hands intentionally, which made his body and mind extremely tired.

Just want to sleep.

When the high-speed railway wakes up, it can smell a faint fragrance.

Completely out of instinct, the high-speed railway immediately sniffed out the fragrance, containing drugs that can make people sleep for a long time.

But it doesn't hurt.

More will not hurt the body, will only help sleep, help him the fastest recovery of spirit.

The high-speed railway opened its eyes, looked at the ceiling for a long time, and closed it again.

In deep sleep, the high-speed railway didn't have any dreams.

When the body and mind are too tired, even dreaming becomes a burden.

But when he opened his eyes, he "saw" the scene of Satan's left hand holding the saber on the * and his right hand on his mouth, blowing him a kiss and falling off the cliff.

Over and over again.

"Satan, I owe you. This life can't be paid back, and the next life will be counted. "

After whispering in the heart of the high-speed railway, he opened his eyes again.

No matter what he feels at the moment, he has to face the reality.

He has won the championship.

It must have been arranged by the temple cup organizers that he could lie in this beautiful room.

The organizers also knew that he was very tired, so they let him sleep for a long time first, and then they talked about business after he woke up.

When the high-speed railway is finished, we have to search for ye Xingchen.

He did not regret, and Satan together, refused her to say the whereabouts of Ye Xingchen.

The high-speed railway firmly believes that Satan did not harm Ye Xingchen.

Because Satan - loves him.

How can a woman who is willing to die for him hurt his wife?

The light sound of the bell came from the door.

The high-speed railway rolled its eyes and saw two young women coming in with silver plates.

They are all covered with white gauze, with a red dot in the middle of their eyebrows. They are wearing gold gauze skirts with navels exposed. On their snow feet, they are wearing gold bracelets, and the bells on them. As they walk around with their waist twisted, their voices are very clear and pleasant.They hold the silver plate, is the fine wine delicacy.

It seems that even if they arrive early, the high-speed railway will wake up at this time.

The high-speed railway sat up with its backhand on the bed.

The blanket on his body slides down as he sits up.

Then he found out that he was covered with white bandages, like a mummy.

This is good, save clothes, but also to avoid being a woman's eyes take advantage.

"You are awake."

In the jingle of the ring, the two women put the silver plate on the table. After putting it on the table, the taller one said softly to the high-speed railway.

The high-speed railway nodded with a smile, but did not speak.

Because he could see that the two beauties were waiting for him to eat. They didn't know about the Holy Grail even if they were asked.

I know, and I pretend I don't know.

As soon as the high-speed railway lifted the blanket, two women quickly came over and helped him down from the bed to help him solve his physiological burden.

In front of women, the high-speed railway feels very twisted.

However, both women looked at him with a smile on their face, and they didn't know how to avoid him. Alas -

after the high-speed railway sat on the sofa, a woman immediately brought a silver basin with a towel in it.

She took the silver basin to the side of the desk and knelt down in front of the high-speed railway.

Another woman immediately picked up the towel, gently raised his chin with her left hand, and began to wipe his face with the towel in her right hand.

It's gentle and sweet.

This is the treatment that a feudal master can enjoy.

It would be better if the beautiful women who can provide high-speed rail with a sense of security don't have a strong fragrance in their arms.

When the breath holding high-speed railway was about to die, the beauty finally helped him wash his hands and face.

After the silver basin was taken away, the beauty who washed for him sat beside him and began to feed him.

Another beauty knelt down in front of him again, clenched her fists in both hands, and beat him gently on his legs.

Such an extravagant way to eat, damn it!

If they hadn't seen from their dressing, they would have been used to serving men like this. If they refused, they would have been frightened. The high-speed railway would not have agreed to anything.

A meal, high-speed rail to eat very hard.

Fortunately, half an hour later, he was finally free.

The two women folded their hands and bowed out of the door after saluting the high-speed railway.

They walked out, but the door didn't close.

The high-speed railway knows that it is coming.

Sure enough, an old man in a white cotton robe came in with a smile on his face.

As soon as the high-speed railway was about to stand up, the old man waved his hand: "Mr. Gao, you are injured. Don't get up."

High speed rail is a real person.

The old man came to him, folded his hands, bowed down and introduced himself: "Mr. Gao, I'm jigewan."

High speed rail does not care too much whether it is prosperous or not.

At most, he also put his hands together and politely returned the gift.

Jigewan sat down and asked with a smile, "Mr. Gao, are you satisfied with my two humble servants?"

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