The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Chapter 253, oh, the little mouth is really sweet.

Gong Mo dye asked her, "In the daytime, this seat allows you to drink tea to quench your thirst. Why don't you drink it? Your words are deceiving others, but this one is not believed."

Nan Haohehe laughed. "The adults really understand me. A cup of tea can't solve my thirst, or I don't drink or I have to drink a good time. Since I can't be happy, I simply endure it."

Said, Nan Yan rubbed his chin with his hands, elbows against the table, climbed and climbed to the palace ink, and put his little face in front of him, whispered: "Adult, in fact, the most important reason is that I I don't want to give trouble to adults. I don't want others to talk about adult gossip."

Gong Moe dyed a note on her head. "At that time, you were sensible at the time. How can you always be big or small with your seat?"

Nan Xiao smiled. "Isn't this in a house? Of course, I don't have to be as comfortable as outside."

"Flowering." Gong ink dyed suddenly called her.

"Well? What happened to adults?"

"Is it a scary thing in the day?"

"It was scary at first. I was afraid that the assassin would hurt the grown-up, but I was not afraid of it later because I found that the adults were very powerful. These assassins could not hurt you."

Gong Moyin couldn't help but lick his own eyebrows and sighed: "I am asking yourself."

Nan Yan screamed, "I didn't think so much, anyway, I want to live with the grown-up."

The little gossip, "The little mouth is really sweet."

The two have not said a few more words, and there are eunuchs who are calling the emperor to drive.

When the old monarch heard the news of the assassination of the national division, he rushed to the scene, and the worried look on the face did not seem to be a fake.

When Nanxun was outside the temple, he vaguely heard the old monarchs in the main hall.

Feeling boring, Nanxun simply went to the kitchen to eat.

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Today, Nanxun did not make pastries. She made a whim and suddenly baked a big cake.

The surface is a little thinner, mixed with broken eggs, chopped green onion and chopped carrots. Stir well and pour into the oiled pot. When the time is almost over, turn it to the side and wait until it is golden. It was done, and Nanxun took the big cake and cut it into strips, which were stacked on a plate.

At this time, the old monarch was almost finished, and Nanxun took his own big cake and porridge and took it to the big boss.

"Adult, the pancakes and porridge I just made, can you eat with me?" Nan Yan looked at him expectantly.

Before he refused, Nanxun handed the tableware to him.

Gong Mo-dye did not refuse. He ate more seafood in the palace. When he saw these homemade meals made by Xiaotoutou, he actually had an appetite. He took the chopsticks and took the cake.

Nan Yan looked at him with a smile, saw him bite down the big cake, and suddenly he was stiff, and then he slowly chewed it slowly.

Nancy suddenly smiled even sweeter. "Adult, how is it?"

Gong Mo dyed slightly dagger, "nice."

The mouth said it was good, but he did not eat the second piece, but only picked up the bowl and porridge.

The taste of the porridge seemed to suit his appetite, and a large bowl of porridge was quickly consumed by him.

"Adult, you will rest early tonight, and you will pray for the blessings tomorrow morning." Nanxun, consciously began to clean up the dishes.

Gong Mo was not convinced: "No matter, wait until they are all assembled, and then go to this seat."

Nan Hao snorted in his heart, and said to him: "The big boss is not a big man, and the appearance is the finale."

Xiao Ba said, "Look at your envious tone, you will have a chance in the future."

On the second day, the national teacher of Tunbao was really late.

The place of worshipping the heavenly blessing ceremony is set at a school ground at the foot of the Imperial City. The highest position in the middle is the position of the old king of Nanyun, but the old monarch has not yet arrived, slightly lower position, the three kings and the emperors have already Standing, then it was the civil defender of Wenwu Baiguan and Zhenchangzi.

The large school yard was surrounded by soldiers, and the people were surrounded by soldiers. They all looked at them with their toes.

Not long after, the golden dragon of the old monarch came, and the luxurious white car of the national division was not far behind. The disciples of the ink dyed hall stood around the white sedan, and Nanxun stood near the white sedan.

Seeing that the monarch and the national teacher appeared together, the people on the outskirts of the school campus, three circles and three circles, were ready to welcome this great and solemn ritual of blessing.

The old monarch walked out of the dragon, and slammed into the dragon chair above the high platform. The three kingdoms greeted the minister with enthusiasm, and the civil and military officials greeted him.

When the old monarch was seated, the mysterious national teacher in the white sedan slowly opened the white curtain.

A white robes came out, followed by a pair of white boots.

The man in a white waist and flowing clouds of brocade gowns did not slow down the sedan.

At that time, the sun rising from the early rise was slanting, and the golden orange sun shone on his handsome unparalleled cheek, as if he had given him a layer of holy light.

Wenwu Baiguan Rao often sees the national teacher in the palace, and now he will still have a stunning color.

The man glanced at the sedan chair, and the disciple in the white robes of the ink-dyed hall held the various devices behind him.

The first is a white beauty, she holds a flying snake-wrapped sword, and her face is awe-inspiring. Later, other disciples or hand-held paper or hand-held incense burners.

"Please ask the National Teacher." The Nan Yun Guo Guojun on the high head gave an order.

Then the big internal manager sang aloud, "Welcome to the National Teacher -"

The beautiful white man walked step by step toward the high platform. The pace was light and steady, and every step seemed to step on a white cloud.

The gust of wind blew, and the white robes seemed to have a white wind, or a white wave.

All eyes are drawn, at this moment, all eyes are gathered on the national division.

In the middle of the school, the altar is already ready. There was a huge stove on the altar, and the stove was filled with brown sand.

Gong Mo dyed the road straight to the altar of the practice, and then slightly decapitated in the direction of the old monarch.

The old monarch made a gesture, and the inner general manager called out loudly: "The festival begins with a praying ceremony."

Nanxun put the sword in his hand up. This is a very strange sword, because the sword of the sword is entwined with a lifelike snake, and the mouth of the snake is wide, facing the direction of the sword.

This snake has a pair of flesh wings, and people who know how to know it at a glance, this is the legendary beast - Teng Snake.

Teng Snake is one of the oldest beasts. It can make a cloud, but it is horrible and unpleasant.

Nanxun looked at the weird sword, his eyes swept over the snake snake wrapped around the sword, and his brow suddenly screwed up.