A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

"It turned out to be so."

Sitting in front of the bed and listening to the veterans telling the story, Jinge couldn't help but sigh.

Singled out three brown-eyed snow wolves, this kind of thing, before the Magical Beasts invasion, probably only Zhao Aotian in the world could do it?

"You guys get up."

With a wave of Jin Ge, more than ten veterans dared to stand up.

He glanced at Situ Xing, who was like a mummy on the bed, and then at the veterans, a touch of dissatisfaction passed through his eyes.

"You are also veterans. Although I respect your contribution to guarding the frontier, it is also a sin to allow your colleagues to fall into danger. You will be deducted one month's payment. Pay attention later and go on."

More than a dozen veterans lowered their heads in shame.

Although Situ Xing ordered them not to take action, the regent always said that they would be punished. What can you do?

"Hey, old man, who are you, why...hiss~"

Situ Xing heard that his temper fryed the pot on the spot, and he was about to get up with Jin Ge.

But he forgot that he had broken half of his bones. With this movement, tears of pain suddenly flowed out.

Jinge shook his head helplessly.

Young people, relying on their own health, work hard.

"Masters, what does it hurt? It doesn't hurt!" Ginger patted his thigh.

"Wow!" Situ Xing suddenly cried out in pain.

"Smelly old man, what are you doing?!"

Jinge smiled contemptuously: "Xiao Zhao suffers this kind of injury, but he won't even wrinkle his brows."

"Xiao Zhao?" Situ Xing was puzzled.

Jinge smiled and said, "Zhao Aotian, have you heard of it?"

Situ Xing frowned, "Is that the strongest human being, Zhao Aotian?"

"Yes, I heard of it?"

"Of course I have heard that I have always wanted to fight him to see who is the strongest in Eastern Sichuan."

Situ Xing said, eyes full of expectation.

Upon seeing this, Jinge shook his head helplessly: "You? Let's forget it."

"What do you mean? Old man."

"You can't beat him."

"How do you know if you haven't played before?" Situ Xing seemed a little unconvinced.

This newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but it makes Jinge amused: "Forget it, it's not important, you will know it sooner or later."

Seeing Jin Ge's unpredictable look, Situ Xing who was lying on the bed also murmured.

"Oh, old man, who are you?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Ge turned around and said faintly: "My name is Jin Ge. I am the regent of Eastern Sichuan. Your father asked me to pick you up and take you back to the king's city to inherit the throne."

Hearing this, Situ Xing's expression instantly solidified.

"Inherit... the throne?"

Jin Ge nodded, his expression became slightly serious: "Your father...your father, he has passed away not long ago."

As soon as he said this, Situ Xing's expression froze on the spot.

Quack quack...

The fractured hand could not help but clenched his fist.

"Father smelly, you are going to die alone, so how can I replace you?"

Situ Xing whispered in a voice that he thought he could only hear.

He thought for a while and asked: "Where is Xiaoyi?"

Jin Ge said: "If you commit something, you won't be able to get out in this life."

"Oh, this is expected."

Hearing this, Situ Xing probably understood: "So what? My father will let you temporarily take over the kingship, right? Old man."

Ginger shrugged, which counted as a default.

"What's your name?"

"Ginger."

"Oh, Great Master of the Kingdom, I've heard of your name, it's you."

"Boy, even if you are the prince, I haven't heard you use honorifics until now, you are crazy."

"Heh, I'm really sorry, I'm just a wild species who grew up in Xinjiang, and I don't know the rules."

"Oh?"

Jin Ge narrowed his eyes slightly.

This kid is nothing like his dad.

It seems to be very responsible, but in fact the personality is a bit arrogant.

"Oh, I like you very much." Jin Ge stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest: "How about it, can't you go back?"

"Back!"

Situ Xing said without hesitation: "I've been waiting for this day for a long time, my dad, that idiot, and the mess 20 years ago, probably no one except me can clean it."

Jinge smiled slightly: "Okay."

Pressing the hand on his chest to cast magic, Situ Xing's injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Situ Xing was dumbfounded.

What kind of magic is this?

The general healing magic, it takes half a month to treat his fractures of the whole body.

This magic healed all injuries in an instant.

Could it be...

Is forbidden curse-level medical magic: cure?

Sit up.

The pain did not alleviate, but Situ Xing shattered the bandage all over his body, flexing his muscles and bones.

The fracture of the whole body was really healed.

"Although the body is healed, but the brain is too late to respond. The pain will take at least three or four days to subside. Take advantage of this time to do some rehabilitation, by the way, say goodbye to your colleagues and entrust your work."

...

"Hey, why are you here?"

Ben was going to see the illegitimate son of Situ Zhou.

The others were already anxious to see, only Zheng Qian slowly went back to the room to change his clothes.

When they came out, everyone had already left.

But I never thought that as soon as I opened the door, I saw a familiar face waiting outside.

A face exactly like Zheng Qian.

The only difference is that he has broken black hair that is the opposite of Zheng Qian.

"Yo, brother."

Zheng Kun greeted casually.

boom!

Zheng Qian slammed the door shut.

Wait, I must be the wrong way to open the door.

Squeezing the bridge of his nose, Zheng Qian reopened the door with a sense of ritual.

Zheng Kunzheng stood outside the door impatiently: "Are you serious? That door was only half a centimeter from my nose just now."

Now Zheng Qian has to believe it even if he doesn't want to believe it.

Zheng Kun is really here.

"Hey, why are you here?" Zheng Qian retreated four or five steps in fright, opened his posture, ready to go to war at any time.

However, Zheng Kun completely ignored his hostility, put his hands in his pockets, and walked into the courtyard of the new Martial King at will.

He didn't put Zheng Qian to put in one’s eyes at all, and looked at the half-decorated house at will, jokingly: "This is your house? Not bad, it's quite spacious."

"I'm asking why you are here?!" Zheng Qian roared uncontrollably.

Zheng Kun waved his hand casually and said: "Don't be nervous, my parents and I have fallen apart. If I continue to stay in the Demon God Realm, I will be [] slaughtered.

Anyway, there is nowhere to go now. If you are a Little Brother, you should take in the homeless Big Brother, right? "

"roll."

"Well, it's better for Little Brother, I know you will agree."

"Fuck, I said get out!!"

But Zheng Kun didn't care about Zheng Qian's roar, and lay down on Zheng Qian's recliner, picked up the juice next to him, and took a sip.

Suddenly, Zheng Kun seemed to realize something terribly important.

I saw him take a close look at the glass of juice.

"Fuck, put two small parasols in a glass of juice? How rich are you, brother?"

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