Every World Seems Not Quite Right

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Grandpa Shen turned around in the white adjutant, his eyes focused on his trousers, his hand: "Abandoned?"

"Abandoned." Mu Qingying now speaks a liar: "It's too stinky."

"Abandoned is good." Peng Dashao nodded. This white adjutant did not ruin the girls of good people on weekdays. It is also a good thing to directly abolish the roots.

"Speaking so much nonsense to do it." Shen Sanye walked a few steps and lifted up the white adjutant to go to the backyard: "This kind of goods also made him so comfortable lying on the ground, directly to get the dungeon to finish."

The other few thought it was the same thing. This white adjutant couldn’t let go if he didn’t pay the confession. Why should he let him sit on the ground like this? It’s just a matter of bringing people to the dungeon directly.

Shen Sanye dragged the white adjutant all the way to the backyard. The family that met on the road looked at the three masters and hurriedly bowed to the side.

While Shen Erye and Shao Qian are side by side, it seems to be careless. In fact, it is secretly observing the look of each family's face along the way. He always knows that the cold handsome man is mixed in, but he has been bitter and innate. Living, this may be a good opportunity to lead people directly.

However, Shen Erye wants to lead people out of the fear of some difficulties. The white adjutant is now wearing a linen dress. If he is bloody, he will not see the appearance clearly. Even if this white handsome man is in this group of family members, It may not be obvious that the person dragged by Sanye is a white adjutant.

The white adjutant has been groggy and embarrassed. Hey, after the dungeon, there are still some unclear situations. Shen Sanye personally tied the person to the shelf and picked up a one-foot-long wooden stick. In the abdomen, there were still some faint white aides who were completely awake.

The white adjutant only felt a sharp pain in the abdomen. The faint brain was sober because of the pain. He licked the eyes that were not clear, and when he saw the dimly lit oil lamps in the dungeon, he was shocked by the blood: " You...you..."

"Long time, white adjutant." Peng Dashao said that he was not kind. He and Bai’s adjutant Ming Ming just met and snorted. He had not had time to revenge on the white adjutant. This person was caught. Living.

"Peng Jin..." The white adjutant was screaming at this time, and the pain was not said. The back that was dragged and smashed was a hot pain. He stared at Peng Dashao with a pair of eyes: "You dare to move me, in the future." Definitely regret it."

“Thank you for the white adjutant reminder.” Peng Dashao went to the wall where the torture device was placed and picked it. After half a squat, he took a whip with a barb and smashed it twice: “In order to prevent future sins from blaming, Peng’s only Can let the white adjutant stay here."

It must also be said that the white adjutant used to be a good fortune in the weekdays. He still thought that there was a cold and handsome coach, and Peng Shen did not dare to do anything to him. But he didn't even think about it. Since Peng Shen and the two arrested him, would he still have the opportunity to leave?

"You dare." Bai’s adjutant heard Peng Dashao’s words and struggled without any pain. His face screamed and said: “If you dare to shoot me, I will definitely put you in the future... ah...”

When the white adjutant’s words were not finished, they were replaced by screams. Now Peng Da Shao is not as good as he was before. Hearing the white adjutant is a whips on the chest, and a short whip with a barb pulls a white **** wound on the white adjutant's chest.

There is a kind of person who, even if he suffers from suffering, may not be able to recognize the situation in front of him. Unfortunately, the white adjutant is such a person. Peng Dashao’s move undoubtedly shows the fact that he is not the same as the cold aide. Cognition, after being pumped a whip, I haven’t learned it yet, and the screaming voice is even louder.

Peng Dashao's good temper in this life was left to his family. He listened to the white adjutant, and then took a few whip, and the white adjutant who was directly pumping had not much energy to speak.

"White adjutant, still have to see the reality." Peng Da Shao patted the white adjutant's cheek: "Say, what plans does Leng Lin have?"

Although the white adjutant said that he could not see the situation in front of him, he also had no bones. These few whiplashes with a barb were taken down, and it was really taking a little bit of his hard air.

At this time, I felt the cold touch on the whip on the face. When I was really scared, I usually said what I knew: "Cold, cold handsome, let me talk to the group of people in Lushan. Let them surround Ningcheng and create panic for you. Then, then the Peng family will be killed in one fell swoop."

When a few people heard this, it was really a black face. Uncle Shen was a scholar. He had never sweared in this life. At this time, he heard the words of the white adjutant and immediately smashed it out: "His skinny, he is cold. Lin really thought about it. At that time, I Shenjia dispatched the foreign defense army to deal with the group of desperate people in Lushan. He sat in Pengcheng and watched the opera and smashed the Peng family. Well, it was really a good idea."

"He is a good idea for Leng Lin." Shen Erye was really ugly and gloomy at this time: "Fortunately, this conspiracy was broken by Mu Da, if it was really, we were caught off guard."

"His mother." Shen Sanye directly threw his stick on the ground and strode out: "I used to shoot the cold-burning beast."

"Three don't be impulsive." Shao Qian quickly stopped the person: "At this time, if you are in the past, I am afraid that there will be life and worry, and even let the plan of Leng Lin go ahead."

"Yu Yu said it." Peng Da Shao also followed Shen Sanye: "Three don't be impulsive."

"Then how do you say how to do it?" Shen Sanye was not willing to lose his temper to Peng Er. He directly yelled at Peng Da: "This is not good, it can't be done. Can we just sit still like this?"

"Yes, the third child, you will use idioms?" Shen Erye seems to know Shen Sanye on the first day. "I thought you couldn't spit out anything in your life."

"When are you still thinking about making fun of you?" Shen Sanye was in a hurry at this time, he could do it with a knife and a gun, but he did not do it.

“Is this not a ready-made partner?” Shen Erye turned his eyes and pointed at the side of Mu Qing’s sigh: “How can you say that you are a family member, how can you help your family?”

"The second is what he said." Mu Qingyi was a model of climbing up the clock. He heard Shen Erye’s words and said: "The family, they are taking care of each other."

Telling the truth, just when Shen Erye spoke, the uncle still screamed at him with his knife. At this time, he heard the words of Mu Qingying, and he was really sighing with a sigh of relief. However, the previous two brothers’ big words were said to go out. He just wanted to oppose it, and he did not know how to speak.

"Oh, let's just say, I will start with Auntie later, and you will prepare more." Waiting for one more day in Ningcheng, the danger of Peng Shen's two families is one more point. Shao Qian does not want to take the safety of the two. Make a bet.

Grandpa Shen looked down for a moment, and finally nodded and nodded: "Yes, remember carefully."

“I am relieved.” Shao Qian nodded. “Then I will leave with the aunt, and the three brothers must be careful with the older brother.”

"My child takes care." Shen uncle hugged Shao Qian, then sighed at Mu Qing: "My family has not traveled far away on weekdays, remember to take care of him."

"You can rest assured." Mu Qingyi still can't understand the meaning of Shen Daye when he hears this? Uncle Shen can say such a thing, it proves that he has agreed to himself and the fish. Mu Da Shao was really happy at this time, just, this person is not used to expression on weekdays, so even if he is happy, you can not see.

Shao Qian released Shen Uncle. When he left, he saw a white aide who was tied to the shelf. "Da, this person still doesn't want to stay."

Even if Shao Qian did not say this, Shen’s family could not let the white adjutant leave Ningcheng alive.

When Shao Qian walked out of the dungeon, Peng Da Shao directly untied the person, dragged it all the way to the inside of the cell, opened a solid iron door and sewed it, and said that the thing inside had not come out, and the white adjutant directly Lost it in.

Major Peng had locked the iron gate and did not leave it directly. He stood at the door and listened to the screams in his struggle, and the sound of swallowing and biting slowly calmed down, then he took care of the collar that was not messy and turned away. .

Shao Qian and Mu Qingyi left Ning Cheng with almost no rest. Seeing that they left Ning Cheng far away, Shao Qian asked the horse to slow down and join the side of Mu Qingying. He smiled and asked: "Mu Da Less, the ability is not small."

Mu Qing’s body was stiff, and it seemed that he did not hear Shao Qian’s speech and turned his head to the side. However, if you don't have a red ear, then maybe Shao Qian can still believe that you really didn't hear it.

"To be honest, how did you get the bullets in the gun?" Shao Qian had already let the system probe before Mu Qingyu shot, and there was no bullet in the gun. I have to say that Mu Dashao’s hand is really good. I actually deceived the three masters of Shen’s family and Peng Da Shao, who did not leave the gun.

"Cough." Mu Qingying is a little embarrassed to dry cough twice: "Just, just hand fast enough."

Mu Da Shao really is very fortunate to be wearing a narrow-sleeved cloth today, but also fortunate that he is stealing bullets but his hands are not shaking, or else he may directly let the four people present to smash.

"Then your hand is really fast enough." Shao Qian's eyes are staring at Mu Daxiao and sneer: "The courage is not small, but dare to play fake in front of my brother."

"Fish fish, listen to me." Mu Qingying looked at Shao Qian's face a little anxious: "I, I only thought about it, if I am not lucky, how can I be with you? I am not afraid of death, I am Just afraid that after I am dead, I will not be with you."

In the past 20 years, Mu Dashao has never said such a long paragraph, and he has never said such intimate words to anyone. Now that this person is in a hurry, what can be said suddenly: "I I had an idea in my mind. If I was dead, if you look at other people, then I will not be able to see if I die."

"Hey, the crow's mouth." Shao Qian turned his white-eyed finger and pointed his head to Mu Qing's head: "Don't just say this word."

"You are still not angry?" Mu Qingyi said that he looked at Shao Qian with a pair of eyes. Although he had no expression on his face, Shao Qian could read from his sight, 'You must be angry and yell at me. 'What does this mean?

Shao Qian looked at his face and looked at the person's appearance. He smiled when he couldn't help but scream: "Stupid, if you don't move your hands, I won't let you shoot five shots."

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Back to the palace, the Royal Regent directly took the little emperor into the cloakroom and personally picked up a red-bloomed outer shirt for his own little emperor, and he took out a set of ordinary black gowns from the other side.

"Uncle, how is your clothes in the cloakroom?" You can do it, and your hands are all in the emperor's cloakroom. If you want to sleep, you will have to sleep in the dragon bed. No... This product has already slept in the dragon bed.

"In order to take care of Xuan, the emperor will live in the palace in the future." The regent of His Royal Highness changed his clothes and picked up the little emperor in front of the bronze mirror, and the hair combed in the royal study room was re-combed and braided. Take out a thing in my arms and carefully fix it on the little emperor's forehead.

The bronze mirror was a little blurry and not really cut, but Shao Qian felt the touch of the coolness on his forehead, and couldn't help but touch the object with his hand. This diamond-shaped red jade is exactly the same as the ornaments he used when he was in the realm of the gods.

"You..." Shao Qian turned his head and looked at the Royal Highness of the Regent with a strange look. Could it be that he really couldn't remember? However, his reaction is not like the appearance of a complete memory. What is going on here?

"It really matches you best." In the eyes of His Royal Highness, there was a smile in his eyes. When he started his first dream, the first thing he painted was this forehead. Even after painting, the craftsmen of the Fuzhong team started to build. I think I can meet him again with his treasure.

Shao Qian touched the ornaments on his forehead and smiled: "This is nature."

At the beginning, the diamond-shaped forehead was made by Vincent for him. The gods did not have such bright red. Wensen was alone in the abyss of the demon world. He obtained the fire diamond from the depth of the magma closest to the center of the earth. The fist-sized fire diamond Take only the innermost piece and wear it after grinding. It can be said that Vinson of the year has piled up the devil's gods and three treasures on his body.

Although the partner gave him this thing, it is not as good as the fire diamond, but in this small world is a treasure that is hard to find. It can be seen that he has also spent a lot of thoughts on this fortune.

After packing up the little emperor, the Royal Regent directly took down the crest on his head, and then looked forward to watching the little emperor: "Help me compile."

He remembers that the man in his dreams has always been short blonde hair, and every time he writes a man to the dark-haired man. He woke up thinking that if he could meet a dreamer in this world, he must let him compile himself and compile his life.

Shao Qian let the regent of His Royal Highness turn around and pick up the horn comb to comb his hair. But he basically didn't wait for others, how can he comb a hair? Therefore, from time to time, the Regent Palace, which is pulling the hair, is under the head.

"Do you hurt?" Shao Qian put some tangles in the horn comb: "If it hurts, I will let the palace people..."

"No pain." Even if it hurts, I have to endure it. The Golden Retriever has not been able to enjoy it. How can I give up this opportunity if I can enjoy it? In addition, his little emperor is very expensive, where did he do such rough work? It’s just that this little pain and itching is nothing.

The little emperor, who was very expensive, helped the King of Regency to edit it. The craft was a bit horrible. However, in the eyes of the Regent's Royal Highness, this is simply the only one in the sky and the underground, and still narcissistic in front of the bronze mirror. I don’t think that the braids that have been compiled are ugly.

"Xuan Er is a handful." His Royal Highness the Prince of the Regent kissed the paw of the little emperor and took the man out and walked away: "The uncle's carriage is in the palace, and he can take Xuan Er out of the palace."

It is a bit far away to run back and forth like this. Would you like to move the Regent Palace to the place next to the palace? By the way, open a door on the palace wall?

"Uncle Huang, how much money do you have in your private library?" Shao Qian is now concerned about this issue. Don't go to the river to dig half of the money.

The regent of the Regent, who was thinking about it, hurriedly drove away the idea of ​​relocating the house. Now his private library is prepared for his own little emperor, and he can no longer spend a lot of money in the future.

The King of Regent entangled, and he really didn't know how much silver he had in his private library: "Change the children to calculate accounting."

"Well." Shao Qian thought in his heart, since people are his family, the private library is also his family, and the name changed people to move away.

Shao Qian went out, and he was going to bring him a blessing, lest he stay in the palace and think about it. He was afraid that the King of the Regent would eat his master.

The Royal Highness of the Regent really wants to eat people, but it is not the same as the kind of cherished.

From the palace to the Regent's palace, but a time of fragrant, the regent of the palace next time, the housekeeper told the butler to do the sugar gourd. When the housekeeper heard the command of his own prince, everyone was stupid. He felt that his family lord must be evil. If not, how can these gods become different in these days? Also, candied fruit, you have seen the chef will do this thing?

But can the prince’s command not listen? The butler is almost a bitter meal to go to. After conveying the meaning of the prince, the royal chef said with a knife: "Housekeeper, do you think you are a sugar gourd?"

“Or do you want to be a ghost who can make candied fruit?” The housekeeper’s dead fish stared at the chef.

"..." The royal chef had a tight and tight knife in his hand. He couldn’t bear to cut the knife on the cutting board, and then said something angry: "I do."

It’s good to say that the head has lost a bowl of cockroaches. But can you buy two strings of candied fruit for a copper plate? Value?

At this time, the royal chef simply wanted to sigh by the sky, thinking of his famous name, and black spots on the candied fruit. This world has food that he would not do, and he blamed the ancestors.

"That's what. What materials are going to be bought by people." The housekeeper said that he would leave when he wandered. His favorite thing was to throw things to others.

"Master, your brain hasn't turned around?" The little apprentice who stood by the side said his own temple: "Isn't it going to do, can't you ask outside?"

"I know that your boy is smart." I always feel that my very educated chef is swearing, and now I feel the value of this apprentice.

"Hey, the apprentice is going to invite people." The little apprentice ran away, and this time the matter was done, Master always rewarded his two crafts. So, what does this chef have to eat on weekdays?

His Royal Highness the Regent has been fascinated by the little emperor who went to the bedroom. Said to bring people to see the flowers, in fact, they went into the door and looked at them. At other times, they were all taken to the dormitory by the Royal Regent. Hold the person on the bed and personally pull a wooden box of half a person high to offer treasure.

Shao Qian looked at the baby who opened the box and felt that his eyes were brightly lit. How much do you like gold? The full box is full of gold nudes, gold bottles, gold plates...

"Xuan Er like it?" He remembered that there was a lot of gold in the place of his dream. He wanted to come to his little emperor and he also liked the color. Therefore, at the time of selection, he also specially selected gold.

"No..." He didn't have a hobby to go with his eyes. At the beginning of the gods, it was completely helpless. Who made the group of long-winged angels like these golden things? They didn't change it at first, but they were too horrified to be stared at by a group of angels, and they changed back.

The regent king’s face was paralyzed. Don't ask Shao Qian how he can see it from this expressionless face. He said that he didn't like it. The eyes of this product became godless.

The regent of His Royal Highness is not happy. It is obvious that the yellow-haired ghost always stays in a lot of golden places. How does his little emperor not like gold?

"Dazing." The little emperor shook his head and sighed: "Uncle Huang, your taste is real... oh..."

How can the Royal Regent confess that his taste is not good? In fact, he does not like the flash eye objects of these upstarts, and he will never let such dazzling things in his private library.

"These preparations are replaced by broken silver, so that the two adults of Song and Li are taken away." His Royal Highness Regent felt that he had been digging himself to jump, which is really not a good sign.

"It’s still the uncle’s thoughtfulness.” Shao Qian looked at the teasing and almost reached out and let the Regent’s Highness hold himself up: “Hold it out.”

His Royal Highness, the King of Regency, loves to see his little emperor slightly carrying his chin to order his small appearance. It is really tight, and he can't help but want to kiss a relative.

Of course, His Royal Highness Regent is not a patience master. He squats on the left side and squats on the right side, but he still wants to come in the middle of the addiction, but he is stopped by the little emperor: "Uncle Huang, you have a problem with your loved ones. Change it. Or do you say that the uncle is too lonely alone? If you want to help the uncle to see which daughter is going to marry?"

If you dare to say it, you will marry you.

His Royal Highness, the King of Regent, heard the little emperor’s words and revealed a different expression. He asked to make a smile, although the results were somewhat unsatisfactory...

The man took a step back and held the person directly on the bed. The right hand rubbed back and forth on the waist of the little emperor. He whispered to his ear and said: "What did Xuan Er say? The uncle did not hear clearly."

Shao Qian secretly said that the goods were not serious, but because he took most of his attention in his movements, he was touched by the Royal Highness of the Regent, and the words he wanted to say were swallowed back.

He is also a konjac. What is the appearance of this product? Actually, I still want to test him. I have to say that with this second time, my IQ has been lowered by an average.

"There is no trouble." Shao Qian pushed the regent of the Royal Highness: "I am wrong."

"Baby don't want to say this again in the future, I don't like to listen." When the Queen of Regent heard the little emperor want to give himself a slut, he gave birth to a violent temper from the bottom of his heart, the feeling of anger that seemed to destroy everything. .