The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Chapter 236 is rushing to death, self-recommended

The young man who was crying and robbed was beaten by his old man. He screamed: "I want you to pass on the ancestors of Laozi! It’s not a shame here, and I don’t want to roll back to Laozi--"

Another one is the family's poor money, his son holding his thighs, his wife holding his arm, "People, you really want to leave our mother and son? The sorcerer of the ink dyed hall is dead forever, you When we go, are we not... oh..."

His son also cried, "Hey, don't you go -"

"Spring fragrance, my mother will take care of you, it is my useless, can not support you, when the monks, the national teacher will give each person a hundred and two silver, and then your mother will not eat and wear!"

There have been several scenes in this scene of life and death.

Nanxun didn't know that he was born with cold blood, or he was used to this kind of scene. Except for a little sympathy in his heart, there was no other extra emotion.

The team has a total of five long columns, each of which has nearly 60 people. So count down, there are no fewer than three hundred people to rob people.

This is more than Nan Yao thought.

Although Nanxun had a sour smell and his clothes were ragged, he almost caught up with the captain, but the quality of the people in the Imperial City was still quite high, except that he secretly called some disgusted eyes and stood away from her. Some did not beat her.

Matsuzaka's oversized clothes covered Nanxun's exquisite body, and her body was sour and smelly. No one stared at her carefully. Nanxun really caught her gender.

Everyone waited until noon from the morning, and finally waited for five ink-dyed disciples.

These five people are all wearing white tunic robes, all of them look pretty and look very young.

But Nanxun knows that some of them are likely to be their grandfathers.

As for the national teacher, it is appropriate... the ancestors.

Everyone saw the coming people, all of them were exposed to the color of reverence, and some of them were timid and even hanged their heads and dared not look at them, for fear that they would abruptly become superior.

Each of the five ink-dyed disciples stood in front of a team and began to select the monks.

They picked the monks faster than Nanxun thought, and the eyes swept away, and they immediately selected five strong men from the team.

The eyes squinted at each other's eyes and the wind swept from oneself without a little more than a second.

"Okay, everyone is scattered." It seems that the one with the highest score is faint.

Some people who have not been selected have some disappointment, and some have breathed a sigh of relief, but there is no such thing as Nanxun. They ran directly to the disciple of the ink-dyeing hall and shouted. "Big brother, please choose me, you. Don't look at me being thin, but I don't invade it. It's definitely the best person to fight poison! Don't believe you can put a poisonous snake to bite me!"

The people who have not completely dispersed can't help but reveal the expression of optimistic drama.

The ink-stained disciple said that you are awkward, you just accept it, and you dare to question each other. Hey, this kid with a sour and black face will not bleed on the spot.

The only white disciple who selected the **** gave her a sigh of relief. "I don't know what to say. What kind of people are born in this world?"

When Nanxun's eyes moved, he immediately changed his mouth: "I don't know if I am poisonous or not. I just went up the mountain to cut wood, and the snakes I met were retreating to me. They didn't bite me!"

Nan Hao’s expression is sincere, and he is about to take out his little heart and show it to him.

The other disciple next to the white disciple suddenly smiled twice. "Two brothers, since this little brother is so self-recommended, it is better to try it, and you can't guarantee that the snake will not bite him."

The man who was called the second brother gave him a look. "The grown-up said, "I don't want to get angry with adults."

As soon as I heard this, the man suddenly became dumb. The other disciples were even more indifferent and had no interest in Nanxun.

These several ink-dyed disciples directly regarded Nanxun as the air and led several monks to leave.

The heart of Nanxun’s heart is mad. "I have been humiliated for so many years. Now I am rushing to death. They don't accept me. Xiaoba, you are not angry?"

Xiao Ba wondered: "What do you want to humiliate?"

Nancy: "I have become a woman in the Green House. Do you still say that I have no humiliation?"

The little gossip, "I don't know who is fragrant and spicy all day, can eat eight roasted whole chickens a day! I have seen the rice bucket, but I have never seen a rice bucket like you."

Nancy: "...this is the reason for the body, not to me."

Xiao Ba: "Excuse, you can eat it, this is indirect to you."

Nan Zhen felt that she should not care about a beast. After standing in the same place for a while, she quickly followed the group of people in front.

"Hey, big brother, I beg you to accept me as a monk. I am hardworking and hard to work hard. Also, the snake does not bite me--"

A group of people in front did not bird her, and then Nanxun had been following the palace.

Nanxun thought that the ink-dyeing hall was so powerful that it was located on the most prosperous street outside the palace, but did not want to, the ink-dye hall was built directly in the palace!

Moreover, every disciple of the ink dyeing hall has a token and is free to enter and exit the palace.

The right given by the emperor is too great.

Nanxun was naturally stopped.

Seeing a group of people are about to enter the palace gate, the South is anxious, once again yelling and screaming self-recommended.

In front of an ink-dyeing disciple, I couldn’t help it. I walked straight over and picked up the clothes of Nanxun. I dragged it in. "Boy, this is your own death. It’s useless to cry and grab the ground!"

There was a faint taste in the eyes of this person, and I didn’t know what to expect. I looked at Nanxun’s eyes directly to see a dead object.

Nanxun shuddered.

This dead kid just tried to kill her with what method.

"Seventeen, if the adults know that you have hired a useless person to come back to blame you, then I will not ask you for the time." The second brother coldly reluctantly reminded.

Gong Xie snorted. "The big talents will not blame me. You just heard it. This kid doesn't want anything, and he is not afraid of death. It is equivalent to white."

Nanxun entered the Nanyunguo Palace all the way, and then followed a group of monks into the magnificent palace, the ink-dyed hall.

In fact, it is most suitable for the ink-dye palace. I don’t know if this palace word has violated the jealousy of the national teacher, so it was changed to the ink-dye hall.

The ink dyeing hall comes with a super-luxury compound. The main hall is luxurious and does not lose the king's palace. There are ten side halls on each side. If the disciples of the ink-dyeing hall each live in one room, there are two left.

Nan Hao confidently smiled: "I think there must be one in the last two."

Xiao Ba: "Continue to be so confident, no problem!"