Super Comic System

At this time, in an antique courtyard, looking around the mountains and rivers, there is a rockery in the northeast corner of the courtyard, from which there is a gurgling stream, next to the rockery is a pond.

In the pond, there are several carp as thick as an adult's arm. The water is clear and clear, and the fish are swimming happily.

A few steps away from the rockery, there is a purple bamboo forest, which is about the size of a classroom. From time to time in the bamboo forest, there will be bursts of monkey cries and cute cries of pandas.

In the northwest corner of the courtyard, there is a stone table surrounded by seven stone chairs. On the stone table stands a Go board and two round stone chess boxes for chess pieces. There are also two wine cups next to the chess box.

And in the middle of the courtyard, there are three magnificent buildings, one bright and two dark. I saw that the entrance is a zigzag corridor, and the stones under the steps form a long road. Inside are beds and chairs that have been built together. There is another small door from the inner room, and you can go out to the backyard, where there are large pear blossoms and plantains. There are two small setbacks. A gap was suddenly opened under the wall of the backyard, and there was a clear spring. The ditch was only about a foot deep, poured into the wall, went around the terraced house to the front yard, and came out under the bamboo.

And at this moment in the middle of the house, a middle-aged man was sitting upright, dressed in green clothes, with a handsome expressionless face, a slender figure like a benchmark, a healthy wheat-colored complexion, and sharpened eyebrows. With a tall nose, thin but tightly pursed lips, and a pair of dark green eyes that sometimes flash dark green, there is a cool aura that is hidden in the city.

There is a large rosewood marble case on the local area, on which are various celebrity postcards, dozens of square precious inkstones, various colored pen holders, and the pens inserted in the sea of ​​pens are like forests. On the other side, there is a big Ru Kiln flower pouch, filled with white chrysanthemums filled with crystal balls. In the middle of the west wall hangs a large rice Xiangyang "Picture of Misty Rain", and on the left and right hangs a pair of couplets, which are written by Yan Lugong.

Hazy and leisurely bones, Quan Shiye's life.

There is a big tripod on the case. On the red sandalwood stand on the left is a large plate of a Daguan kiln, which contains dozens of delicate yellow and exquisite big buddhist hands. On the right side of the paint rack hangs a white jade chime, with a small hammer hanging beside it. On the east side is a couch, and on the Babu bed is a gauze curtain with green and double embroidered flowers, grass and insects.

And in front of that middle-aged man, stood a man who looked like a guard.

"Let me ask you, where did Missy go?" the middle-aged man said calmly, but his voice was full of power, piercing the heart of the person underneath.

"This subordinate... this subordinate has searched everywhere, but...but there is no trace of the eldest lady." The guard at the bottom said with a look of panic.

"If you can't find it, go to the secular world to find it. You have to dig three feet to find it for me. I didn't expect that little girl to sneak out like this while I was retreating. My little ancestor!" the middle-aged man said. The mention of the so-called eldest lady gave her a headache.

"My lord, then... the young master of the Namu Mansion has come to look for the young miss again in the past few days, I'm afraid... it's almost impossible to hide it." The guard bent over and said.

"The young master of the Namu Mansion is our marriage partner, please bring me back the young lady as soon as possible!" The middle-aged man patted the armrest of the table and said.

"Yes... yes..." The guard agreed tremblingly, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, you just stay here and look for the eldest lady. I'll just send someone over for the secular affairs." The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Yes! Xiao Xiao understands!" The guard clasped his fists in both hands, turned around and retreated in a panic.

"He Yun, I will leave matters to you in the secular world, and you must bring that little ancestor back." The middle-aged man said.

"Yes..." There was a distant voice in the room, and then it returned to silence.

The middle-aged man is holding a Go piece, beating the table regularly...

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On the other side, in an island country house, half a classroom-sized tatami was filled with island country samurai, all wearing uniform black samurai uniforms, kneeling respectfully on the ground, and in front of everyone was a pair of Putting a samurai sword on the tatami mat, as if worshiping something.

Suddenly, the altar in front of them trembled, and a black line appeared in the middle of the altar, gradually moving towards the two sides. After a while, a dark hole appeared in front of them.

clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter!

The sound of clogs hitting the ground sounded, and then, a figure appeared in front of the warriors.

"Congratulations to Wuchang Meichuan for leaving the customs, congratulations to Wuchang, and congratulations to Wuchang, you have successfully promoted to the tenth level of the seven-star physique!" Many warriors kneeling on the ground couldn't help showing their faces when they saw a warrior coming out of the cave. smiled.

"Haha! The Emperor bless me, I have finally succeeded in advancing to the tenth level of the seven-star physique, hahaha!" The warrior who came out of the cave raised his head to the sky and screamed.

"Mr. Meichuan, I have some bad news. I don't know if it should be said or not." After the samurai finished laughing, one of the many warriors kneeling on the ground suddenly stood up, looked at Wuchang Meichuan and said.

"Tell me! What bad news!" Mei Chuan Wuchang said with a smile on his face.

"Takako...Ku Zijun is broken!" said the warrior with his head down.

"Nani!" The smile on Mei Chuan's face froze immediately, and was replaced by a look of anger, "What did you say! Say it again!"

"Takako...Takako...Ku Zijun...has...already broken..." Sensing the anger on Mei Chuanwuchang's face, the warrior in the black samurai uniform still bite the bullet and said.

Pooh!

As soon as the words fell, the warrior's head was separated from his body, and blood splashed all over the necks of the surrounding warriors.

"How did you do it? Why was my son killed, ah!" Wuchang Mei Chuan roared at the many warriors kneeling on the ground in front of him.

"Ku Zijun... was... was killed by a Chinese..." said another warrior among the warriors kneeling on the ground.

Pooh!

Without exception, the moment his voice just fell, the head was separated from the body.

"Baga! Our majestic emperor clan was actually killed by a mere Chinese. As the emperor clan, don't you all eat shit?" Meichuan Wuchang said angrily.

"That Chinese man... came here... came to our emperor's area... already... already took several of our gangs..."