Chapter 569: Out of battle

Name:White-Robed Chief Author:Xiao Shu
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Chen Kong glanced away.

Chu Li smiled: "Chen Chen, your son is really whimsical."

"Councilor you guessed it?" Chen Kong said.

Chu Lihui said, "Hit my secret sorrow, he has no brain, old Chen, you have no brain. I really have a secret, will it leak out?"

"Yi" Chen Kong dragged: "A rare son has a spirit of improvement and can't bear to fight."

He is also unbelieving. He knows a little about Chu Li's means and acts meticulously. How can he let others know when he gets the secret? It is like a real rumor if he has a nose and eyes.

"What kind of master can speculative Ren be?" Chu Li said angrily: "I really got the secret, with his qualifications, can it be practiced? Or do you want to practice the martial arts of the royal palace honestly? What a cloud treasure! "

"Shizi always has good luck." Chen Kong said: "If he doesn't hit the wall, he won't give up."

"The next time he comes back, I can hide far away." Chu Li said: "Too lazy to talk to such a guy!"

"Just reject him directly," Chen Kong said.

Chu Li said: "It's strange that he can hear it!"

Chen Kong smiled: "I wish Tianhua are all right here?"

"It's very good." Chu Li said, "It's a shame that you became the king's mansion. Such a master has pushed out!"

Chen Kong glanced at him angrily: "If you didn't manage it, how could you be fooled and force Zhu Tianhua away?"

Chu Li said: "I didn't make any conspiracy, but he helped him redeem his favorite person. He knows that Entu voted for it. What can I say? Blame you for being a king's mansion, and don't want to spend 100,000 yuan! "

"Well, I can't talk about you, let's go!" Chen Kong was speechless and turned away.

Chu Li smiled and watched them leave.

When he returned to Tianshuyuan, Leng Qiu and Leng Qing were both, and Song Liuying and Xue Ningyu were also there.

They were smiling and listening to Leng Qiu talking about her previous war.

The few swords she talked about were extremely twisty and terrifying.

Leng Qing dragged aside, Song Liuying and Xue Ningyu both laughed and listened. In his house, Chu Li was next to him. Nothing would happen, so he felt relaxed and right to listen to the play.

Seeing Chu Li come in, the ladies looked at each other, and all looked bright.

"Why is Leng Tao here?" Xiao Shi hummed.

Chu Lidao said, "Take my secret idea."

"Another secret!" Xiao Shi hummed. "These guys are crazy!"

Chu Li smiled: "It will take a while."

"They don't want to think about it, they really need secrets, and they can get them by turn?" Xiao Shiheng hummed.

Chu Lidao said: "Li Zhizhi fainted, nothing can be done."

"Master, does it matter?" Song Liuying said.

Chu Lixiu: "The Secret Mansion has spoken. Who dares to grab Secret Rider again is the enemy of Secret Mansion and can shake most people."

"I didn't expect the Secret Mansion to be really tough." Song Liuying laughed.

Xiao Shiheng said, "They don't want secrets, do they?"

Chu Li smiled: "They know I have no secrets."

"Don't think of these guys too well anyway!" Xiao Shi said.

——

In the early morning, the sun is shining.

Joe Trinity was sitting cross-legged motionlessly, thinking calmly, not floating, and in the slowest state of breath, letting himself consume the least, so that he could last longer and wait for the Lord to come and rescue himself.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and a warm magnetic voice came from outside: "Qiao San!"

"Young Master ?!" Qiao San jumped up and shouted, "Young Master! Young Master! I'm here!"

He felt his voice was faint, for fear he could not reach a few steps.

Anxious and impatient, he didn't know what to do, so he desperately beat an old tree.

He didn't eat or drink for two days, but he was a master of Tianwaitian. He didn't lose much. He still lived, and the ancient tree was knocked "bang".

"Joe three!" The voice seemed to drift from a distant place.

Qiao San was more anxious.

He felt that the voice was farther than before, apparently the young master was walking away and could not find himself.

"Little-Lord-!" He shouted desperately with his hand to his mouth.

The sound of "Qiao San" seemed farther away, and it was almost impossible to hear Ruyan.

"Young Master" Qiao San suddenly dropped his hand and looked up at the bright sunshine.

God made a big joke to himself. The young master was about to find himself, but he left again. Is he really going to be trapped?

"Qiao San" sounded a lot closer. Qiao San's spirit was refreshed, and he was busy and excited again: "Little-Lord-! I'm here-!"

He jumped into the treetops and yelled, one after another.

After a while, he shouted his voice, hardly speaking.

The warm, magnetic voice of "Qiao San" flickered away.

Qiao San's heart fell with it, anxious like an ant on a hot pan, turning around.

Repeat this a dozen times.

He went from hope to despair to hope again and again for more than a dozen times, and eventually became weak and soft, feeling that it might as well die like this, it seems that the young master really can't find himself!

He was lying motionless on the ground, eyes blind, and everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with himself, and he wanted to bid farewell to the world.

"Bang!" A muffled sound.

Qiao San suddenly felt a sudden change in the surroundings, and his voice became clear, as if he had restored his hearing.

"Joe three!" The warm, magnetic voice was near his ear.

Qiao San turned up and sat up, his eyes widened incredulously, staring blankly at Zhuge Tian who was standing five steps away: "Young Master!"

Zhuge Tian glanced at him lazily: "Not dead?"

"Small--Lord--!" Qiao San burst into tears with joy ~ www.novelhall.com ~, jumped up and hugged Zhuge Tian.

Zhu Getian took a shot with a bad temper and gave Qiao San a beat.

Lying on the ground, Qiao San laughed loudly because his throat was hoarse and his laughter was particularly unpleasant.

"Are you crazy?" Zhu Getian said angrily: "Let's go!"

Qiao San was busy, "Young Master, how did you find me?"

"Who knows?" Zhuge Tian said lightly: "Let's find it slowly."

"How long did the young master look for?" Qiao San asked again.

Zhuge Tian said: "It started from last night."

Qiao San's heart was warm, and he could not wait to kneel down to express his loyalty and gratitude.

"Master, what's going on?" Qiao San looked around.

Zhuge Tian walked with his hands on his shoulders, set foot on the treetops and headed towards the mountainside: "matrix."

Qiao San leaped up the tree and followed, frowning. "It seems that there are only two in the world who know how to play, and we didn't mess with them. Why would we run over to set up the game?"

"Maybe we have grudges with the Lord of the Mountain." Zhuge Tian lazily said, "We missed the formation, and because it was a mistake, we can make it out. Just say a few words and listen to you!"

"Hey, yes." In the ecstasy of Qiao Sanzheng, he felt wonderful looking at everything around him.

The two soon returned to Zhuge Tian's diarrhea.

Zhuge Tian looked at the diarrhea and frowned. "Help me find another yard. I don't want to rent a child."

"Why?" Qiao San was surprised: "Isn't Young Master most like here?"

"Stuck in the line for a day, I suddenly wanted to understand." Zhu Getian said lightly: "I can't waste time like this and do nothing."

Joe Sansao looked at him.

Zhuge Tian said indifferently: "I am the young master of Funiu Mountain, I have a strong cultivation, why can't I give orders!" (To be continued.)

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