v8 Chapter 41： No leak

"Where to go?"

Thousand tombs were a little surprised to see the business lady.

"There are thousands of monuments on the Thousand Tombs. Since you are willing to turn the thousands of monuments left by you to be more effective revenge weapons, the more natural the corpses are, the stronger the corpses are. Even if these corpses can only have about six The means of practicing the practitioners, but after all, they are dead objects, and they are truly 'not afraid of death' against the enemy.” The merchant’s hand caressed the sea and slowly reconciled her body. Without a positive answer, she asked. "If the number of corpses you have raised reaches a certain level, then you can no longer compete with some powerful practitioners, but have the ability of a single practitioner to fight against a huge army. Think about it in the Daqi Dynasty. Where are the remains of many good gurus?"

Thousands of novels The tomb suddenly stunned, and he paused a little: "First St. Church?"

The voice of the business lady is still as soft as peacetime, not too slow, "Do you dare to plan it with me?"

Qian Tomb looked at her for a long time and couldn’t help but say: "You are different from the legendary fish market ghosts."

The First Church is not an ordinary temple, but an imperial tomb, the imperial tomb of the founding emperor of the Daqi Dynasty.

This temple enshrines the statue of the Emperor and the hero who contributed to the founding of the country, recording their deeds, and just below the temple is their mausoleum.

Those who were called "sages" and "sages" in the history books of the Daqi Dynasty, whether they were killed on the battlefield or in the process of governing the country, or sick and dead, were used with special The means were buried with the great emperor.

Thirty-six Daxian, seventy-two saints, and those who have a relatively low status, the saints and sages, correspond to the stars in the history of the Daqi Dynasty, and the children of the folks have heard of many of them. The story, even in the hometowns of the sages and some places where they have practiced and read books, have built chanting to commemorate them.

As early as in the night of the thousands of dust mountain law, Ding Ning and he envisioned the possibility of controlling a lot of corpses to form an army, so that even if you encounter an army like Bai Qi's killing army, you can win.

In the thousand dusty mountains, the Thousand Tombs also controlled several such corpses, but his heart was not big enough, and he did not even associate this with the place of the First Church.

Is this so simple to dig an imperial tomb?

How many places of practice and gates in the Daqi Dynasty are related to the saints?

What do people in the Daqi Dynasty think?

In the legend, the merchant Missy lived in the Changling fish market, just like borrowing a temple to cover the ghosts and ghosts, even the sun did not dare to see, but now the thousand tombs know her soft voice, what is there the power of.

"Who doesn't want to have a place to live, no disputes, no worries, if not forced to an emergency, who will jump in the wall?"

The business lady looked at the thousand tombs, and the soft voice was inexplicably bitter: "The business woman is alone, even if the door is smashed, I dare not talk about revenge, but spend the rest of my life in the fish market. However, the Changling Lianyu City can not tolerate, even asked the brothers and sisters of the home to be nailed through the sea of ​​the sea, his life is regarded as something to fight the Bashan sword field. Now the Qidi enemy and friends are not divided, betrayal, dig him What is a ancestral grave? I have Qinqin, I have got some big practice, even if you are stunned and chased by you all the time, it doesn’t matter, you are, you are a baby disciple, I want to go with me. It is with you."

In such a soft and bitter voice, the thousand graves calmed down.

"My teacher gave it to this big man, but what did he do?"

He said quietly and softly: "I think his ancestor knows what he is doing today. If he can jump out of the coffin, he will slap him by himself. He dug the first church to teach him, just let all the Qi People think about it."

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"Why did Zheng sleeves have not liked Hu Hai very much, but they preferred Fusu? Is it because Fusu really is the blood of her and Wang Jingmeng?"

"Fusu is the bone of her and Wang Jingmeng. There is almost no such possibility. In my personal judgment, she doesn't like Huhai very much. First, because Hu Hai is more stupid, he used to listen to some people in Bashan swordfield when he was a child. Things, those people in the Bashan swordfield are very disgusted in words, without any respect. Perhaps he naively believes that the vicious curse Yuan Wu and her former opponents can win love, but he does not understand her complex Emotions. Another point that should come from Hu Hai may not be what she needs. She may only need a son like Fusu, who is not the prince she needs to give birth. She will naturally not be her after birth. Love, not to mention Fusu’s face is more like her. Many people even think that it is like Wang Jingmeng, and Hu Hai is like Yuanwu.”

"So what you mean is that she still prefers Wang Jingmao more in her heart, and Hu Hai itself comes from a waitress she didn't want?"

"The love and hate of people like her, who can make it clear, as for the sleeper, is entirely from my guess."

"I think that for a powerful guru, the joy of the flesh itself is incomparable to the pleasure of the spirit. Whoever gets it, it is like conquering... people like them, the original bed, the joy There is no need to say who conquers anyone, but it is different for a child."

"..."

In Changling, the man with thick medicinal cloth on his face was doing a lot of dialogue with Changling’s doctor who was helping him to remove the medicinal cloth.

This man is Zhao Gao, who originally wore the Jiaodong County Yellow Robe, which is the closest to Zheng Zong's Jiaodong County messenger.

The doctor is Han Yuchun, a famous doctor of the former Han Dynasty, and has the reputation of a jade face ghost. However, time is the best killing knife. His hair has been white at this time, especially in the dying of the Han Dynasty. In the years when the Daqin Dynasty was first enslaved as hard labor, not only did his vision have some damage, even The teeth were loosened by the rough food.

Therefore, his face became older than many people of the same year, and even wrinkles appeared on the corners of his eyes and forehead.

The place where Zhao Gao and Han Yuchun talked was also in the depths of the medical hall. The design of the mantle was almost identical to the cellar of Shen Xuan imprisoned in Huhai, and it was also written by Shen Xuan.

In the long period of time when the sound disappeared in the world, Zhao Gao accepted many times of bone-cutting and shaving in this unseen place.

At this moment, a thick layer of medicated cloth on his face was uncovered, and two identical faces appeared in the dark room.

The same white hair, the same look, even the wrinkles on the corners of the eyes and forehead, the missing teeth are exactly the same.

Zhao Gao’s looks and even his body shape are exactly the same as this Han Yuchun.

Han Yuchun looked at Zhao Gao with emotion, he was like looking at a mirror.

Cutting the bones and bones, especially changing the height and grinding some of the different corners of the bones, is an unbearable pain for ordinary people. This kind of pain will accompany the life of this person, but the man in front of him is easy. Withstood it.

This is the greatest masterpiece of his life.

"Now even the skin color is exactly the same. I have completely dealt with the scars. When you get to the ground and walk in the sun for a few days, the medicine will naturally be completely lost."

Han Yuchun looked at Zhao Gao and said with emotion and seriousness: "If you want to say the only gap, it is your cultivation."

Zhao Gao laughed.

He nodded, and then a slight noise was heard in the air.

In the next moment, his body began to release his vitality.

This kind of release is very violent. It is not a quick call to the real element, but a complete dispersal of work, but a complete abandonment of one's own cultivation.

Han Yuchun’s eyes are full of shocks. "Are you self-destructive?"

Zhao Gao rubbed his lips tightly, then he recovered and he laughed again. "Since revenge does not need to be repaired, the only drawback can be avoided."

Han Yuchun took a deep breath and silenced for a moment. "This way, it will take a few more days to reveal that you are a trace of the practitioner. And these days I have told you all that I know." You should understand how to use medicine to help you better."

Zhao Gao nodded. He was deeply covered and thanked the doctor.

Han Yuchun’s face was solemn, and he carefully returned to the ceremony, then gently crushed the pill that had been embedded in his teeth.

His face quickly turned black, black blood flowed out of his nostrils, and then he died without pain, and his body slowly turned into black water.

In his plan with Zhao Gao, there is one last loophole, that is, himself.

From now on, he disappeared.

Zhao Gao is him, no more loopholes.

Time is like solidification in this dark room. Zhao Gao’s long time of salute can not afford.