The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi raised his finger again and pointed to the left and right. "What are you hiding?"

"Brother Chubi, don't you want to stand here and get shot if you don't hide?" Fang Jun's answer was rather simple.

The simplicity made Cheng Chubi's heart stubborn, his face even darker, and he saw Zhao Kun who was standing not far away with a shield in his arms, crying and laughing.

Hooked the hook over there quickly. "Uncle Zhao was stunned and did something very quickly. Give it to me, Te Niang. These bald gangs seem to be coming for me."

Guge was furious, and as soon as he wanted to retaliate, he was held back by Azan next to him.

"Don't go back, there is a trap in his words."

"..." Gu Ge thought, Nima, how could Cheng Saburo be so cheap.

The association rate was black, and he looked at Cheng Saburo, who was alive and kicking and yelling after experiencing the saturated blow of a rain of arrows.

Incomparable Wo Huo, Ni Ma, where did these gang of tin cans get out of.

He actually got into the trap he arranged ahead of time.

Thinking of the fate of those brothers, the rate of association became more and more unbeautiful.

He took out his ears that were still in his tinnitus, and motioned to the warriors who wanted another wave of arrows to enjoy Cheng Saburo to temporarily stop shooting.

Then there was another garden shield in his hand, Cheng Chubi who became more and more like a tin turtle shouted.

"Cheng Saburo, my brothers who stayed in the valley, are they still alive?..."

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi immediately reacted and pointed like a sword, his tongue bursting with thunder.

"Sure enough, you, did you kill Lao Tzu's wild boar?!"

"???" The rate of association was stunned. Is it possible that the brood of wild boars was raised by the kid Cheng Saburo?

No, no, something is wrong, there seems to be no one to raise such a wild boar animal?

Li Shimin sighed long, lying on the ground with his face sideways, his expression dumbfounded.

At this moment, they must have a complicated feeling of association, and they will meet such a guy who can never say the point.

"That surnamed Ye, did you kill Lao Tzu's wild boar, say!"

Cheng Chubi had a shield in his hand, and there were a lot of explosive-grade firecrackers in his shoulder bag, and he shouted without shyness.

"A certain surname is Ye, and a certain is Ashina's association rate."

The three corpse gods, who are directly angry at the rate of association, are furious, doesn't it mean that this guy is the number one talent in Chang'an? What nonsense are you talking about.

When Cheng Chubi heard the name, he was immediately happy, picking up his throat and stunned back.

"Ye doesn't have a surname, does he have to tie his shit?

I said that the bald shit, I said business, did you kill the wild boar of Lao Tzu? Did you let you eat the wild boar? "

Cheng Chubi hadn't finished speaking, and all the brothers and relatives around him rolled around with their belly.

Li Shimin lay on the ground and bent his waist with a smile. As a result, he accidentally pulled his gluteus maximus and sucked his breath frequently.

Li Ke, who was next to him, also smiled and beat his hands, and Li Mingda, this little cute, also smiled and rubbed his belly.

Suddenly, there was still a little bit of life-and-death nervousness in Yanai, and Cheng Saburo's rhythm was skewed.

Niu Wei Tuo climbed up with difficulty, and reminded his Ma Li, laughing and crying.

"Brother Xian, can you be more serious, we are in danger now..."

Cheng Chubi lowered his voice in a low voice without looking back.

"Of course I know, don't you know that the longer the delay, the better for us?"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help feeling stunned, and then they realized that Cheng Saburo had made this idea.

Both of them showed admiration and admiration, and they deserved to be Cheng Saburo, who had a lot of tricks, and the purpose of his mouthfuls was this.

Zhao Kun lost his shield, so he could only jump back over there again, whispering a report to Li Shimin.

Hearing Zhao Kun's words, Li Shimin smashed his mouth, although Cheng Saburo's approach was quite right.

But Li Shimin still felt that Cheng Saburo really cared about the whereabouts of the brood of wild boars.

The rate of association directly tilted his nose with anger, raised his hand, pointed at Cheng Saburo, opened his mouth, and for a while, he didn't know how to scold this **** stuff.

This guy's mouth is too cheap, his **** is still knotted, and the greatest surname of the Turkic is so humiliated by him.

Also, the wild boar, the **** wild boar, how did it become the focus of this conversation?

The association rate took a deep breath and decided to let go of these personal grievances first. Since this kid doesn't use his brain, he can try to scold him.

"Cheng Saburo, you killed Emperor Tang and handed him his head to me, I can let you make a living."

"You tell me first, if the wild boar was killed and eaten, answer my question and talk about other things."

Burning Gu roared impatiently.

"...We killed it, the thing was so stinky, who would eat it."

Cheng Chubi was furious, your Te Niang's this is simply provoking Da Tang Yingjie who ate wild pork.

"Speaking bald, what does your special mother mean? I am willing to eat it, what's wrong?"

"Shut up!" The association rate immediately exploded, and he glared fiercely at Burning Gu who wanted to go back.

Nima, can you talk something serious?

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"Cheng Saburo, don't know how to praise~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Give me the first achievement of Emperor Tang, and I will give you a way out."

Cheng Chubi was immediately happy, and sneered with gestures toward the bald Turkic savage.

"Ha, you think Grandpa Cheng is a three-year-old baby?"

"How do I feel so familiar with these words?" Zhao Kun, who had already returned to Li Shimin, couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

Li Shimin rubbed his cramped belly with a look on his face, and spat in a low voice.

"This is the mantra of the guy Lu Guogong Cheng Yaojin. It's really the father and son come from the same line..."

Niu Weituo and the others did not get close to Cheng Sanlang in a tacit understanding, so they squatted beside him and listened happily, listening to Cheng Sanlang, who usually likes to be serious nonsense, talk to those Turkic people.

What's important is that no one thought that Cheng Chubi's cursing of Zhen Te Niang was a different way, one bite at a time, but those Turkic people couldn't refute it.

Even the surnames of the Turkic royal family also tasted in his mouth, and they were still inaudible.

Cheng Chubi continued to flick his poisonous tongue, his mouth like a machine gun.

"By the way, I still provoke you when I hired you. How come you hear your Grandpa Cheng's name one by one, it's like getting pierced."

It's okay not to mention it, Guge's eyes are directly red when he mentions it.

"If it weren't for your kid, we would have already sneaked into Zuowei's camp and won the head of Emperor Tang."

"Dog thief, don't stay in the camp, catch the monkey all day long, and humiliate us again and again..."

When Cheng Chubi heard this, he couldn't help being a little dazed. Lao Tzu caught a Zhihou monkey and recruited you to recruit you.

With your body, can you still be relatives with that thing? "