The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Otherwise, how could he be so hilarious in the Tang Dynasty, if someone stabbed a few sentences, or was reprimanded for some minor mistakes.

He cried, made trouble, and hanged himself all day long. Hehe, where the people from the old Cheng family are prosperous, how can they spread their branches and leaves.

So, if you are a human being, you should be a little happier. If you are not happy, just cook some noodles and eat it.

As the Cheng family with excellent psychological quality, they have never been afraid of gossip, ha ha...

After Xue Wanjun took the secret nutrient solution of Chengfu, he felt that he was doing it again. I don't know when, the sound of playing cards there finally disappeared.

The whole prison seemed silent, and two young people said goodnight to each other, saying that they would have a good experience of the prison's sleep comfort.

Xue Wanjun calmly controlled his emotions and didn't make any noise until all the voices disappeared.

At this time, Xue Wanjun slowly got up with difficulty. At this moment, the lights in the prison were already extinguished.

The last lamp was placed on a column in Xue Wanjun's cell, swaying there, reflecting Xue Wanjun's movements clearly.

It happened that the oil lamp was placed in the direction of Xue Wanjun, so behind the column, it described a dark curtain.

In this pitch-black darkness that the naked eye can't distinguish, pairs of black and white eyeballs stare round at the moment.

The eyes were very energetic, and they were full of expectations. It's just that everyone has a tacit understanding and dare not make a sound.

Moreover, in order to prevent the abnormal noise from causing the situation detected by Xue Wanjun, everyone put on a mask, and it was the gray-black of Te Niang.

Well, considering the concealment of the night, I specially dyed it with ink.

The mere act of sitting up made Xue Wanjun, who hadn't moved for many days, seemed a little breathless.

Fortunately, as a famous player of the Tang Dynasty, he naturally has a strong will as a backing.

So after a short rest, Xue Wanjun slowly got up, and then slowly untied the belt around his waist.

Then, start to hit the beam, once, twice, three times...

Every time, you will either get your head crooked, or use too much force, which leads to failure to catch up.

At the moment when Xue Wanjun was struggling to put up that trouser belt, the audience was anxious for him as soon as he watched.

Both of them clenched their hands into fists, and even those who were impatient couldn't help them.

Of course, just thinking about it. After all, who wants to do this is a good thing for everyone, and he will definitely be besieged in the future.

Finally... Xue Wanjun, already exhausted and panting, finally put the cloth through the upper beam, and one end of the waistband dropped from the other side.

Seeing this, Cheng Chubi finally took a sigh of relief, and he was a little dozed after watching the excitement. The main reason was that Xue Ershu's throwing skills were too stinky.

Xue Wanjun stretched his arms upwards, and then began to tie the trouser belt. After a long time, he finally tied the knot.

But soon, Xue Wanjun found a problem. There was no stool for him to step on, and the knot was a bit high.

Xue Wanjun craned his neck and tried several times. Nima was still close. In desperation, Xue Wanjun could only lower his head and search in the cell.

See if there are any masonry that can be used as a stepping stone. At this moment, there was a long tune similar to the nomads like to hum.

Suddenly, the backlight of the light rang from not far away.

"!!!" Xue Wanjun's eyes bulged in an instant, as a general with a very keen reaction, even if he was determined to die.

But he still knew how to spot the enemy in the first place, and he stretched out his hand to copy the oil lamp on the pillar and shook it. day!

In the originally dark place outside the cell, seven or eight juniors stood outside all wearing black masks.

"Who special mother farts, it smells..." I don't know which **** called out, and then the younger generations all crawled and disappeared without a trace.

Xue Wanjun stood in a daze, holding a lamp in his hand, and subconsciously lifting his loose pants with one hand.

The whole person's mentality has been broken. There are two Chinese characters in Fangzheng Lightning Thunderbolt in my heart: Fuck!

It was painted with red paint, and it reappeared, disappeared, and reappeared in my mind.

Until Cheng Saburo yawned and walked over. "Huh? Ershu Xue, what are you doing? Why is your expression so weird?"

"Hey hey hey, brothers hurry up and take a look, Ershu Xue is holding a light here in a daze."

Embarrassed in his heart, he wanted to use his toes to dig out a mausoleum of Qin Shihuang under the hard cell floor.

Looking at Cheng Saburo's extremely hypocritical and curious expression blankly, he moved the oil lamp to the front with a look of emotion, and puffed up his cheeks...

In an instant, the sudden arrival of darkness made the brave and invincible Xue Wanjun feel a trace of comfort and tranquility.

It's really ridiculous, these little bastards, old man... The old man is almost shameless, okay?

Xue Wanjun, who felt that his old face was burning very badly, couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his face, and then he heard the sound of chirping, and a flower immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

Seven or eight fire folds ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ seemed to have been agreed, and they lit them all together, even more dazzling than the oil lamps just now.

"!!!"

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Xue Wanjun stayed up all night, staring at the ceiling, and seeing the sky bright all the time, he couldn't support it and gradually fell asleep.

Fortunately, those **** gadgets were so witty that they didn't smash themselves to obstruct their eyes. Otherwise, Xue Wanjun really wanted to reward them all by himself.

There are several famous generals in the Tang Dynasty who have experienced hundreds of battles, and have always been unafraid.

However, now I'm a little scared of this group of young generations who come out of nowhere, don't I just want to die quietly.

As a result, they were so embarrassed to be embarrassed to confuse them.

This made Xue Wanjun think that when his grave head was green, he was afraid that the people who came to pay homage to him would no longer express admiration and admiration.

Instead, he happily pointed his finger at his grave and told about the awkward things that made him desperate.

Let yourself be embarrassed to have nowhere to hide even under Jiuquan.

At this moment, Xue Wanjun heard the sound of footsteps and closed his eyes for the first time.

He is really unwilling to take care of these younger generations. Of course, when he has the strength to pick up a big stick and greet them, this may be the best choice.

Then, I heard the pleased voice of His Royal Highness King Wu coming from my ears.

"Duke Lu, please open your eyes, come and have a bite, you should drink this nutrient solution by yourself, otherwise Cheng Saburo will come again in a while."

"... Bring it here, the old man drinks it himself."