Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

The messenger only felt that the eyebrows were rising, and the uncomfortable almost wanted to kill.

When the partner wanted to learn, he raised his hand, and the man said coldly: "You learned nothing before, but now this noble person's sky eye is already open. If someone else learns, it will weaken his sky eye and draw His fine blood will kill him. "

The partner was scared, and quickly shrank. The messenger's breathing was gradually rapid ...

"I ... I can't."

He felt like he had been walking from Daliao, walking all the way to the fatigue of Bianliang.

The man sighed: "You are uncomfortable, but this is your bounden duty, and you cannot escape."

The man slowly releases his hand, which makes the person feel that the eyebrows are still swollen and tight, and there is a desperate way: "Why?"

The man looked up slightly at the void and said sorrowfully: "There are billions of people in the world who can open their eyes, and it is hard to see one of the billions who can open the eyes of the sky. This is the cruelty of God ... you ... you must press down, otherwise you will become Devil, there will be an extra eye in the eyebrow, do you know? That eye will be vertical. "

The messenger thought that there would be one more eye in the center of his eyebrows, and could not help but exclaimed: "That's a monster!"

"Yes."

The man sighed: "I thought ... well, I won't take a penny, just ask the world for less disaster. Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun ..."

The messenger held the knife handle, but instead of trying to kill, he stared at his companion.

"I will not say it, I promise not to."

The man sighed, "You will die when you say that. This is a catastrophe. If you can't suppress the eyes of the sky, people you know will die, and then pass ten, ten pass ... This is heavenly disaster! Rob ... "

"Countless robbery comes from the infinite world, it is not a wind, fire, thunder and lightning, it can't be seen, it can't be touched, it is silent and colorless, but it is abundant between heaven and earth, and it is everything, everything ... destroy.

The messenger's feet were soft. He supported his accompaniment and asked with a trembling voice, "How can we suppress the sky eye?"

The man suddenly smiled slightly, even a little bit of ruthlessness.

He stretched out his hand to make a fist, and struck hard with the protruding joints above the messenger's eyebrows for ten times, with the same frequency and strength.

"After going back, you remember to follow my strength and appearance every night, don't change it, first hit here twenty times every night, and then use your index finger to make a scent of brows in the eyebrows, remember, don't miss out , Otherwise you and the people around you, including your family, will not escape the disaster. "

The messenger was desperately remembering the strength and rhythm that the man just struck above his eyebrows, and when he heard it, he said, "You come back with me ..."

The man shook his head and said: "I was spying on the heavenly machine, and then there should be a condemnation. If you go with you, it will be the end of the jade and burning, harming people and self."

He closed his eyes and said calmly: "I have already felt the sky's anger and must go."

Bang!

There were even dark clouds in the sky.

The dark clouds gradually converged, and the thunder continued.

The messenger was frightened by this celestial phenomenon. Combining with the man's apocalypse just now, he felt that he was in great trouble.

He stretched out his hand and tried to hold the man, but fell down weakly.

"Master! Go, give him this dagger."

The companion took a short sword inlaid with many gems, and he couldn't care about anything. He caught up and handed it to the man.

The man took the dagger, turned his back to nod to the messenger, then left silently.

This is the master!

The messenger returned to the embassy, ​​and then sat down for more than an hour, finally called the companion who went out together today.

The outsiders heard them talking and were very low.

Pan Dang suddenly shouted: "For my family, I am willing to die!"

Suddenly shouted inside, and then screamed.

Later, the messenger came out, with a **** breath on his body, and said, "He is terminally ill ..."

This is really sad news!

……

"what is this?"

Zhao Zhongzheng arrived at the Shen family. When he saw Guoguo playing with a gem, he looked closely and said, "This gem is also valuable."

Aunt Chen stared at the side, not putting the gem into Guoguo's mouth.

"Xiao Langjun, Lang Jun said that gems are not valuable, they are all deceiving."

"Why?"

Zhao Zhongzheng saw Shen An, who was basking in the sun, and asked with confusion.

"There are many gems, but they are not found, only women will pursue this."

Zhao Zhongzheng remembered the joy of his mother after seeing the gemstone and couldn't help but agree: "Yes! Women love it."

"My Weng Weng asked why you did not marry a wife?"

"I am only fourteen years old."

14-year-old Mao did not grow up, what daughter-in-law to marry?

"My Weng Weng said that others who support the portal like you have children."

"It is not good for the body to get married too early, whether it is a man or a woman."

The Song Dynasty does not have many restrictions on the marriage of men and women. At least there is no rule that when you are young, you will be forced to get a wife.

And the woman's dowry is so amazing, if the average middle-class family has two maidens, it is almost certain that they will return to poverty overnight. So there are more and more late marriages, leaving time to prepare the dowry at home.

This is a good era, at least there are no rules that go into the bones.

And making money in this era is also the easiest, with unlimited business opportunities.

"Those Liao people are too arrogant. If I had no one on hand, I had to find an opportunity to ambush them."

Zhao Zhongzheng felt that Shen Anzhan was a little timid before and after, but Shen An felt that this little fart boy was too timid.

"My Weng Weng would like to invite you to my house ..."

Uh!

Shen An instantly felt a little guilty ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Then he regretted it.

Zhao Yunrang's temper is not good, will he hurt him?

Those scenes in the TV series flashed one by one, and Shen An felt that his previous fearlessness seemed a bit bold.

He was a little nervous, and he was a little nervous when facing the old man who once served as Renzong's spare tire.

You must have a gift for the first time. Shen An thought about it and went into the kitchen to get a big pot of braised pork knuckles. Then Zhao Zhongzhen turned over at lunch.

"I like to eat this, glutinous."

"Mine Mine!"

Guoguo doesn't like the rice bucket of Zhao Zhongzheng, so he keeps the big pot with pig's feet in his hands. Those big eyes looked at his brother pitifully.

"Brother ..."

Girl coquettishness is a gift, you can learn without a teacher without teaching.

Shen An almost lost his position. Finally, he still said: "Guo Guo must not be so rude."

Guoguo began to deflate, and Shen An said, "If we go to other people's houses as guests, the children of other people's families will not give us meals, are you angry?"

Guoguo thought about it very seriously and then nodded.

Shen An smiled and said: "My sister should be an atmospheric child. My brother has the ability to let you live a good life, so we don't need to be stingy ..."

Guoguo let go of his hand, then sat obediently next to his brother.

Zhao Zhongzheng looked at their brothers and sisters enviously, "If only I had a brother."

Guoguo was chewing on his brother's torn pigskin, and he stopped talking.

The pig's feet can be given to you, but my brother can't!

Then she screamed with wide eyes: "Brother is mine, mine!"