Ex 87

When Yingying returned to the bookstore, the first thing Yingying saw was the old Taoist who was sitting by the tea table and devouring.

In fact, whether a person is the one you are familiar with, sometimes it can be understood by just looking at one action.

The Taoist priest felt as if he had not eaten for a long time, and it was called a hurry to eat.

From time to time, Xu Qinglang warmed up the leftovers of the dinner and brought them to him. There were a lot of dishes tonight, which were very rich. Naturally, there was a lot left.

After seeing Yingying come in, everyone's eyes fell on Yingying first, and even the Taoist priest turned around with a duck leg in his mouth.

"Boss, it will be all right."

Yingying can only respond in this way.

It means that I came back first before it was over.

Everyone nodded, but no lawyer an took the lead, so no one said anything auspicious, and the rest of the people wanted to say something, but they also felt unable to say it.

After all, what ordinary people often talk about: Bodhisattva bless, heaven has eyes, and so on, are not suitable for this situation.

After lawyer an took his eyes back from Yingying, he kept staring at the picture in front of him.

Standing next to lawyer an is Qing.

The picture is static, but you can clearly feel the free and easy nature of the man in white and two monkey cubs playing in the mountains.

In fact, lawyer an has never had similar ideas before, such as seclusion in the mountains and forests, attachment to the mountains and rivers, seclusion and seclusion, and contentment.

However, this idea is similar to that of gamblers kneeling down in front of their families, crying and threatening to change.

Just listen now. Just move yourself. Don't take it seriously.

"Ouch."

Lawyer an reached out and beat his back.

"After that, don't hang any rising sun waves behind the Yamen of the palace of equality. Simply tear down the wall and put it there for supply."

The last generation went into the painting like this. Death is estimated to be not dead, but the meaning of carefree escape from the world has been very clear.

This is equivalent to baking lawyer an on the fire without the support of the last generation. If something happens to the boss tonight

Oh no, it seems that the boss can't call an accident, but if there is no accident

Then who dares to sit on the position of the king of equality?

Although being a Lord for a day seems to be a death without regret, it's really a little unwilling to end so hastily.

And before that, everyone in the bookstore went to hell. It's impossible to hide it if you want to hide it. It means that everyone's identity is almost open. It's like being on the death list collectively. Just wait for those big people to look at the wind to decide when to pull the trigger.

Some people cherish the world,

Naturally, some people only indulge in the world of two people.

At this time, the little boy and little Luoli had the feeling of "wind and rain in troubled times".

Great disaster is imminent, great change is imminent, but he is still sitting opposite on the sofa in the corner, whispering his words.

Beside the little boy, the spotted fox marten lay there quietly.

To be honest, it has been honest until now since the goods at the foot of Mount Emei were almost turned upside down by the smell of drought, and finally were severely cleaned up.

On weekdays, it is also basically regarded as a scarf, which is hung on the neck by the little boy.

Over time, it will accept its fate, and gradually, it will go with the flow and have no sense of existence.

The corporate culture of the bookstore is so terrible.

Back then, lawyer an was handsome and young, and little Luoli left home for the first time,

Others are also active in fame and position or have their own beliefs and patterns,

But as long as you stay in the bookstore a little longer,

Slowly, I will live in abalone house for a long time.

At this point, there are really no classes, and people, demons and ghosts are equal.

If you have a bigger face and steal the power of Xuanyuan sword, you can even write one on the publicity poster of the bookstore. The same is true of Lord Fujun. The salted fish entered the painting immediately after entering the bookstore.

The rain outside stopped.

But at this time, the flower fox marten, which was originally crawling there, suddenly opened its eyes. It was very close, and it sensed it.

It hesitated and hesitated,

After all, the painful memory of Hai Bian's several times when boss Zhou ordered him was still fresh in his mind.

But after the initial hesitation, it seemed to have made up its mind and began to move furtively towards the door.

It's fast, plus good at hiding its own breath, and everyone in the bookstore now has their own worries. It has no sense of existence. It's not difficult for it to secretly leave and shoot.

However,

Sitting on the tea table, the little monkey's eyes suddenly coagulated,

Thanks to the training of Fu Jun these days, he was forced to fill a large number of natural materials and earth treasures. Although it was not possible for the little monkey to become a fat man at once, it was naturally different from before.

Especially yesterday, on the top of Mount Tai, Fu Jun pulled out three hairs of his own,

It is equivalent to further stimulating the potential of the little monkey.

The little movements of the spotted fox mink can hide others, but it can't hide it.

Therefore, when the spotted fox marten was about to rush out of the door of the bookstore, he suddenly saw an equally furry fellow standing in front of it.

The little monkey slightly tilted his head and smiled at the mink.

The spotted fox mink immediately sensed that something bad was going on and tried to run away. The monkey's reaction and speed of clinker unexpectedly increased so fast,

Just stretched out his hand and grabbed his tail directly.

Then, the little monkey grabbed the tail of the mink with one hand and slapped it on both sides crazily!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In fact, the little monkey doesn't know why he wants to hit it, but he just feels that this product seems to be missing five elements now.

………………

Infernal;

Dachangqiu finished reading the approval document just sent by his staff. In fact, there are not many matters that need to be decided by him, and the people below can actually arrange them layer by layer.

For the Chang WAIS themselves, although everyone has their own responsibilities, they are in charge of a personnel appointment. When they are interested, they occasionally come out to brush their faces. There is no worldly entanglement.

Yesterday, a palace of equality appeared in the Yin division. After opening the yamen, people and things were important, and Da Changqiu gave them all together.

He felt heartache when his second son died, but he couldn't let his second son die worthless.

In fact, for him, in his early years, he also longed to be in charge of hell, at least not to disgrace the origin of his ten brothers.

But when he took this position, his previous wild hope was reduced a lot. Now, he only hopes that the remaining eight brothers can be safe.

Elder brother is like a father, but it's not just talk.

Leaving the paperwork, dachangqiu's eyebrows suddenly appeared a group of colorful marks, his eyes immediately sank, and his index finger directly touched his eyebrows and forcibly suppressed it.

"Fairy King... Don't you rest in peace!"

In Da Changqiu's view, his brother is the most valuable existence. As for the identity of the fairy king, he doesn't attach great importance to it. At least, he doesn't have the degree of being devastated by the fairy king.

Wan muchun in front of the sick tree, they are indeed transformed by the fairy King's fingers, but they have their own thoughts, their own thoughts, and their new selves. It's like a separate rebellion. Who is willing to sacrifice for whom?

At the beginning, when the last generation was in Mount Tai, they also lamented that fortunately, this long autumn was isolated from the fairy King early. Otherwise, if they continue to bear the burden of the fairy King's breath and identity, they will certainly have their share in the list of Xuanyuan sword.

You should know that the Yellow Emperor arranged Xuanyuan sword to set rules for the world, which was not aimed at those immortals?

Compared with those immortals who have existed in the world for a long time, those immortals of the fairy king are genuine immortals!

The door of the house was pushed open at this time. It was Xiao Jiu who came in. Oh no, it should be called Xiao Ba now.

"Brother."

Little eight shouted timidly.

Dachangqiu looked up slightly tired, looked at Xiao Ba, and said:

"What's the matter?"

"Brother, something happened."

Dachangqiu immediately got up, flashed, and directly appeared outside the hall.

In the square in the middle of the square hall, five regular attendants sat together, and on the other side, there was a small seven standing on the side.

"Presumptuous!"

Dachangqiu shouted angrily when he saw this.

Naturally, he knew what the five brothers were going to do, but he really didn't expect that the second brother had just sacrificed himself to save his brother yesterday, but these brothers didn't cherish it!

At this time, the old third and now the second looked at dachangqiu and respectfully said:

"Brother, the Immortal King has come to feel, and his enemy of the year, his catastrophe has arrived."

"What does that have to do with me?" Hearing this, dachangqiu immediately became angry, "the fairy king is the fairy king, and we are us. Today's Fairy king is just a wandering soul isolated from the three worlds, which is not as good as the ordinary soul that can enter reincarnation in hell hell!

How is he now, how is his enemy, and what does it have to do with us?

Why are we not satisfied with our brothers sitting at the top of the Yin division and living a natural and unrestrained life? "

"Elder brother, it's not impossible to be controlled by others like this. In early years, when that man came to hell for the first time, we lost a brother. A while ago, the last Fujun returned to Mount Tai, and the second brother also volunteered to die.

This one, we have to break a finger, we only ten fingers, it's really not enough to break several times.

We all know what the fairy king is like now, but for today's sake, we can only take this opportunity to bring the fairy King's hand back again. We have the capital to stand up and can only harm our hands and feet when we meet strong enemies again! "

"Are you blaming me?"

"My brother dare not. My brother's heart is bitter. My brothers all know that it's a blessing for me to have my brother's protection in this life."

"Hehe, do you know that when the fairy King returns, the Xuanyuan sword may be next to you. The fairy king of that year was cut by the Yellow Emperor first, and then broken by yinggou;

What does he have... "

"The Yellow Emperor is dead. Yinggou will die tonight. It's just a sword. Why not give it a go?

The brothers are willing to take this opportunity to let the eldest brother and the youngest brother stand on the top of yin and Yang! "

Dachangqiu sighed. He knew that these five people were so determined.

the moment,

Dachangqiu stopped dissuading,

But directly say:

"Quit one, let me do it. Xiao Liu, you quit."

Chang Shi, who was called Xiao Liu, laughed loudly,

"Elder brother still has to stay to protect little eight and seven. How can he just walk away?"

After talking,

Before dachangqiu has any time to react,

The five regular attendants sitting around released colorful light at the same time, and then condensed into a terrifying beam, rushing up!

At this moment, countless ghosts in hell felt a terrible pressure,

When they looked up,

Saw a huge hand,

From above the curtain of heaven,

Slowly roll down.

Today,

Fairy King touches Yin and Yang again!