Chapter 1023
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When you look at Jimo, people are closed. It's useless for you to keep it. Why don't you follow?
Jimo Ya was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at Baili Ren. He used to smile mildly. Now he looks very tired and tired in Baili Ren.
"Uncle, I have something to do. I'll go back to the holy courtyard first. I've come to Baili's house this time. I like the scenery of Baili's house very much, especially the courtyard I've lived in these days. I hope I can stay here again in a few days." This is a living first to show your attitude. Although I'm leaving, I still have to keep this position.
Bai Liren was almost laughed with anger.
However, after receiving the Linghe, Xun Sheng looked very cautious. At the moment, he didn't want to see these little children's thoughts and mouth battle. He left directly and dragged Jimo career away.
Jimo Ya had no choice but to look at Xiaoyan's departure direction from a distance and silently in his heart: Xiaoyan, you must wait for me!
As soon as Laisheng, Xunsheng and jimoya left, Shangqiu Mengqian, Nangong Beichen and baichenfeng looked at each other and understood each other's intentions. For a moment, they both felt pity for each other and felt that they were very inconvenient to each other.
Xiaoyan is now closed and listens to the meaning of crazy saint. They don't want to be disturbed. They'd better be more knowledgeable so as not to leave a bad impression on Baili's family.
The three looked at each other and pretended to leave.
***
Nangong Beichen, Shangqiu Mengqian and the white dust laden Baili family all seem to have their own plans in their hearts.
Now, Huan Qingyan finally broke up with Jimo ya, and the three immediately changed from collaborators to rival lovers.
It's very unpleasant to see each other.
Don't speculate. I'm afraid to say more, so that the other party can detect his own thoughts.
So just a hasty goodbye, they parted ways and rolled away.
Shangqiu Mengqian looked back at Nangong, Beichen and baichengfeng, and disappeared. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and ordered the attendant behind him: "go back to Baili's house!"
"Yes -" the subordinates didn't dare to talk much. They left the Baili family just now, but they turned around and rushed back immediately.
***
On their way back, they sat in the Liuyun flying car of jimoya.
After Lesheng got on the bus, he directly asked, "but something happened to the holy yard?"
I'm afraid everyone in the main hall guessed it at that time, but Xun Sheng didn't say it, and others were embarrassed to ask.
Laisheng didn't take this into account, and he was a little angry. Why did the holy courtyard always intervene at the critical moment.
Last time, I wanted to come this time. If I don't kill him, the Mohist school won't stop, will it?
Xun Sheng's old face was also a little embarrassed, so he had to persuade him. Lai Sheng took the opportunity to blackmail a lot of good things before giving up.
When Lai Shengxin calmed down, Xun Sheng said with a dignified look, "the wine Saint came the news that someone sneaked into the dungeon of the holy yard and rescued Baili Zixi while he was drunk."
Jimo Ya's eyebrows and eyes jumped and wanted to say something, but he quickly controlled himself and lowered his head again.
But Lai Sheng sneered: "the dungeon of the holy courtyard is tightly guarded. Who can enter and save people without being aware of ghosts? And the old drunkard, although he is greedy on weekdays, why has he missed anything? Why do people who are not drunk after a thousand cups get drunk? Has someone planned to rob the prison long ago? Or is there an insider in the holy courtyard?"
After all, it is semi holy. With only one word of Kung Fu, I immediately thought of the key issues.
Xun Sheng usually looks at good people and talks very well, but he never falls off the chain at important moments. What Lai Sheng can think of, he can think of naturally.
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When you look at Jimo, people are closed. It's useless for you to keep it. Why don't you follow?
Jimo Ya was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at Baili Ren. He used to smile mildly. Now he looks very tired and tired in Baili Ren.
"Uncle, I have something to do. I'll go back to the holy courtyard first. I've come to Baili's house this time. I like the scenery of Baili's house very much, especially the courtyard I've lived in these days. I hope I can stay here again in a few days." This is a living first to show your attitude. Although I'm leaving, I still have to keep this position.
Bai Liren was almost laughed with anger.
However, after receiving the Linghe, Xun Sheng looked very cautious. At the moment, he didn't want to see these little children's thoughts and mouth battle. He left directly and dragged Jimo career away.
Jimo Ya had no choice but to look at Xiaoyan's departure direction from a distance and silently in his heart: Xiaoyan, you must wait for me!
As soon as Laisheng, Xunsheng and jimoya left, Shangqiu Mengqian, Nangong Beichen and baichenfeng looked at each other and understood each other's intentions. For a moment, they both felt pity for each other and felt that they were very inconvenient to each other.
Xiaoyan is now closed and listens to the meaning of crazy saint. They don't want to be disturbed. They'd better be more knowledgeable so as not to leave a bad impression on Baili's family.
The three looked at each other and pretended to leave.
***
Nangong Beichen, Shangqiu Mengqian and the white dust laden Baili family all seem to have their own plans in their hearts.
Now, Huan Qingyan finally broke up with Jimo ya, and the three immediately changed from collaborators to rival lovers.
It's very unpleasant to see each other.
Don't speculate. I'm afraid to say more, so that the other party can detect his own thoughts.
So just a hasty goodbye, they parted ways and rolled away.
Shangqiu Mengqian looked back at Nangong, Beichen and baichengfeng, and disappeared. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and ordered the attendant behind him: "go back to Baili's house!"
"Yes -" the subordinates didn't dare to talk much. They left the Baili family just now, but they turned around and rushed back immediately.
***
On their way back, they sat in the Liuyun flying car of jimoya.
After Lesheng got on the bus, he directly asked, "but something happened to the holy yard?"
I'm afraid everyone in the main hall guessed it at that time, but Xun Sheng didn't say it, and others were embarrassed to ask.
Laisheng didn't take this into account, and he was a little angry. Why did the holy courtyard always intervene at the critical moment.
Last time, I wanted to come this time. If I don't kill him, the Mohist school won't stop, will it?
Xun Sheng's old face was also a little embarrassed, so he had to persuade him. Lai Sheng took the opportunity to blackmail a lot of good things before giving up.
When Lai Shengxin calmed down, Xun Sheng said with a dignified look, "the wine Saint came the news that someone sneaked into the dungeon of the holy yard and rescued Baili Zixi while he was drunk."
Jimo Ya's eyebrows and eyes jumped and wanted to say something, but he quickly controlled himself and lowered his head again.
But Lai Sheng sneered: "the dungeon of the holy courtyard is tightly guarded. Who can enter and save people without being aware of ghosts? And the old drunkard, although he is greedy on weekdays, why has he missed anything? Why do people who are not drunk after a thousand cups get drunk? Has someone planned to rob the prison long ago? Or is there an insider in the holy courtyard?"
After all, it is semi holy. With only one word of Kung Fu, I immediately thought of the key issues.
Xun Sheng usually looks at good people and talks very well, but he never falls off the chain at important moments. What Lai Sheng can think of, he can think of naturally.
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
When you look at Jimo, people are closed. It's useless for you to keep it. Why don't you follow?Jimo Ya was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at Baili Ren. He used to smile mildly. Now he looks very tired and tired in Baili Ren."Uncle, I have something to do. I'll go back to the holy courtyard first. I've come to Baili's house this time. I like the scenery of Baili's house very much, especially the courtyard I've lived in these days. I hope I can stay here again in a few days." This is a living first to show your attitude. Although I'm leaving, I still have to keep this position.Bai Liren was almost laughed with anger.However, after receiving the Linghe, Xun Sheng looked very cautious. At the moment, he didn't want to see these little children's thoughts and mouth battle. He left directly and dragged Jimo career away.Jimo Ya had no choice but to look at Xiaoyan's departure direction from a distance and silently in his heart: Xiaoyan, you must wait for me!As soon as Laisheng, Xunsheng and jimoya left, Shangqiu Mengqian, Nangong Beichen and baichenfeng looked at each other and understood each other's intentions. For a moment, they both felt pity for each other and felt that they were very inconvenient to each other.Xiaoyan is now closed and listens to the meaning of crazy saint. They don't want to be disturbed. They'd better be more knowledgeable so as not to leave a bad impression on Baili's family.The three looked at each other and pretended to leave.***Nangong Beichen, Shangqiu Mengqian and the white dust laden Baili family all seem to have their own plans in their hearts.Now, Huan Qingyan finally broke up with Jimo ya, and the three immediately changed from collaborators to rival lovers.It's very unpleasant to see each other.Don't speculate. I'm afraid to say more, so that the other party can detect his own thoughts.So just a hasty goodbye, they parted ways and rolled away.Shangqiu Mengqian looked back at Nangong, Beichen and baichengfeng, and disappeared. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and ordered the attendant behind him: "go back to Baili's house!""Yes -" the subordinates didn't dare to talk much. They left the Baili family just now, but they turned around and rushed back immediately.***On their way back, they sat in the Liuyun flying car of jimoya.After Lesheng got on the bus, he directly asked, "but something happened to the holy yard?"I'm afraid everyone in the main hall guessed it at that time, but Xun Sheng didn't say it, and others were embarrassed to ask.Laisheng didn't take this into account, and he was a little angry. Why did the holy courtyard always intervene at the critical moment.Last time, I wanted to come this time. If I don't kill him, the Mohist school won't stop, will it?Xun Sheng's old face was also a little embarrassed, so he had to persuade him. Lai Sheng took the opportunity to blackmail a lot of good things before giving up.When Lai Shengxin calmed down, Xun Sheng said with a dignified look, "the wine Saint came the news that someone sneaked into the dungeon of the holy yard and rescued Baili Zixi while he was drunk."Jimo Ya's eyebrows and eyes jumped and wanted to say something, but he quickly controlled himself and lowered his head again.But Lai Sheng sneered: "the dungeon of the holy courtyard is tightly guarded. Who can enter and save people without being aware of ghosts? And the old drunkard, although he is greedy on weekdays, why has he missed anything? Why do people who are not drunk after a thousand cups get drunk? Has someone planned to rob the prison long ago? Or is there an insider in the holy courtyard?"After all, it is semi holy. With only one word of Kung Fu, I immediately thought of the key issues.Xun Sheng usually looks at good people and talks very well, but he never falls off the chain at important moments. What Lai Sheng can think of, he can think of naturally.This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
