The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

This is really no wonder that the Great Master is careless, but this stone gate was originally started by the organ. After pushing it one foot, it slowly moved away from the side. The Great Master did not expect it to be directly photographed. one day?

The whole sacred teacher was photographed into the wall, and he could not find it.

Wang Shu heard the sound of the snoring, feeling that he was hitting someone, busy around, opened the stone door, and saw the great sage in the wall.

She hurriedly took out the Great Master, and looked at the stunned, straight-eyed Grand Master. Wang Shu realized that he had done another big mistake, and he was anxious that the little fat began to ripple out: "I'm sorry." Uncle, I don't know if you are behind! I don't know if I know it!"

She said that while shaking the Great Master, the Great Master only felt that his skeleton had to be shaken by this little fat man.

The Great Master had originally wanted to speak, but the little fat man was shaking more and more. Now, not only the skeleton was scattered, but the internal organs seemed to shift. He couldn’t say a word.

Wang Shu sees that he has been so hard, still did not wake up this uncle (already woke up, just rolling his eyes...), it is even more embarrassing.

It’s all bad for yourself, and I’m stunned by this uncle.

Uncles are so old, and it is life-threatening to not be rescued in time.

Wang Shu patted his little chest and said: "Uncle, you can rest assured, my grandfather is a **** doctor, my mother is a **** doctor, I am also a little doctor, I will save you!"

Longshenglong, Fengshengfeng, the child born to the mouse will make a hole, and the child of the doctor of God will certainly save the wounded and help!

Moreover, she has saved so many people, she is an experienced little doctor!

Wang Shu looked at the signs of bloodlessness on his body, and said with a serious face: "You have no trauma, it should be an internal injury! I am also suffering from internal injuries. My grandfather gave her a needle. Just a few needles will go!"

The Great Master who was smashed by one leg: "..."

"But I don't have a needle!" Wang Shu spread his hand and sighed helplessly.

The great sage of the teacher rushed into an inexplicable sense of ominousness, subconsciously hiding the box that fell behind him in the wide sleeves.

He did not cover up, but he was hidden and was discovered by Wang Shu.

Wang Shu took the box and opened it. When I opened the box, it turned out to be a whole row of silver... long nails, the nails were much thicker than the needles, but they were also pointed and long. It’s silver, round off, isn’t it the silver needle of her mother and her grandfather?

It turned out that this uncle is also a doctor!

In Wang Shu’s impression, only the doctor will carry the silver needle with him!

Soon, Wang Shu saw the drawings under the silver needle.

This must be the uncle's medical book.

Wang Shuzai carefully studied the "medical book" and wrote the words on it. She couldn't understand it, but the picture was very clear. She knew how to apply the word to the uncle!

Looking at the little fat man who didn’t know where to shoot, he took a piece of the soul of the town and looked at him. The whole sacred teacher was not good. He twisted his body and wanted to stop the little fat man. Just twisted, I hope Shuzha stunned.

Wang Shu looked at the photo album, and looked at the place where he was tied. He decisively pulled out the soul of the town.

The reason why it is called the soul of the town is because it is nailed in. It hurts not only the human body, but even the gods and the yuan will be greatly traumatized. The pain that is superimposed is not a knife. Than.

For the nailed person, the most painful thing is not to get in, but to pull it out, the pain that is torn apart with the flesh and soul, is like smashing the whole person.

The great sage who had already had enough strength to get on a scorpion, couldn’t speak completely.

The place where the nail was pulled out was bloody.

The Great Master looked at Wang Shu with horror, and with a little effort left, he took a bite out of breath: "Blood...blood..."

Wang Shu puts on the small hand: "Uncle, you can rest assured, I am a little doctor, I am not afraid of blood."

Grand Master: "..."

Who is worried that you are afraid of blood, I am worried that I will die!

The Great Master is almost going to collapse!

Looking at the album, Wang Shu nailed the eighteen towns of the soul to the Dasheng Division. She didn’t take it painfully, but learned the look of her mother and grandfather. I turned a little.

This is especially painful...

The Great Master has lived for most of his life. He has never been so abused. He has a sore nose and is not wanting to live.

Ask for a good time...

After giving the big sacred teacher a needle, Wang Shu’s doctor was "tired" very much. He raised his hand and wiped the sweat that did not exist on his forehead. He panted and said: "Huh, tired and tired!"

The great sage teacher is so excited that he wants to cry, but it is over...

Wang Shu fanned the fan with a photo album, and found a picture on the reverse side!

Da Sheng Shi straightened his eyes in horror, don't look! Don't -

Wang Shu is of course watching it. After reading the new "Acupuncture Map", the previous picture is the front of the picture. This picture is the back of the picture.

Wang Shu looked at the dying Grand Master and understood what he said: "No wonder the uncle is still not good, it is necessary to tie twice!"

The Great Master shivered: No, no! Can't tie it! Helping life - saving lives - saving - life - ah -

When the National Teacher entered the Chamber with a food box, he saw the Great Master who had been lying on the ground and had no consciousness. He held a piece of paper in one hand and a nail in the other. The little fat man who has been tied up.

The little fat man murmured: "It's here... no mistakes..."

The temples of the National Teacher’s Master suddenly jumped, and the food boxes in their hands were almost thrown out!

He wouldn't admit that he had been shot twice by the little fat man, and he got a disease called fear of a little fat man.

Originally, the disease is about to heal, but after today, I am afraid that it will be more serious...

This little fat man, even used the soul of the town to nail the Great Master!

The national teacher is not good for the whole person.

"Did you see the Great Master?" The other end of the passage suddenly heard the voice of a disciple.

Another disciple said: "I am also looking for him. The poison is gone, and the temple is now a mess!"

The two men walked toward the stone room while talking.

Guo Shida looked at the little fat man on the ground, his eyebrows groaned, and his eyes floated with a touch of entanglement. After a moment, he took his heart and picked up the little fat man on the ground and took her to another stone room.

Wang Shu turned to see him and smiled and said: "Hey? Old uncle, is that you?"

Guo Shida’s man rushed to him with a screaming gesture: “Hey—”

Wang Shu does not understand what the National Teacher is doing, but she is a good boy!

She grabbed her little mouth and nodded her eyes.

The Chinese teacher went out and went to the body of the Great Master. He wanted to say that the body was coming. After all, he was nailed to the soul of the town, and he was not dead. He dragged the Great Master into the food box. The food fell to the ground, covering up a pool of blood.

When the two disciples entered the house, they saw that the national masters were squatting on the ground to clean up the spilled food. The two men subconsciously glanced at the ghost king lying on the ground, and did not notice any abnormality. One of the disciples said: "Qin Shengshi, can you see the Great Master?"

National Teacher University said: "No."

Two disciples turned and left.

The national teacher wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and entered the stone room. He would take Shu to leave. Wang Shu ran to the ghost king lying on the ground, took off the dragon chain on his body, kneeled on the ground, and raised his fart. Fart, squinting at him with big eyes: "Ghost King."

The ghost king opened a heavy eyelid, and he saw a pair of eyes that were even more stunned than the stars. His heart was hot, and the whole person was very wronged: "Hey~"

Wang Shu: "Hey~"

Wang Shu took out a small jelly bean from the purse and fed it into the mouth of the ghost king.

Familiar formula, familiar taste.

The ghost king almost cried, why is the sugar bean not sweet?

Wang Shu: I have passed it!

......

After the two disciples walked out of the small courtyard, they couldn’t think of where the Great Master would go. It was just that they saw the ghosts playing in the small courtyard. Ghost Ji always had a shadow with the Great Master...

"Wait, do you think that something is wrong?" one of the disciples said.

The companion asked: "What do you mean is wrong?"

The disciple said: "In the secret room of Fang Cai, I seem to smell a **** sigh."

“Is there?” The companion only smelled the aroma of the food.

The disciple said cautiously: "Go look again."

The two disciples turned back to the secret room of the small courtyard, and the two were surprised that the stone door of the stone room was stuck and could not be opened.

"Is anyone here?"

"Who is inside?"

"Open the stone door!"

"Open the door! Open the door!"

Two disciples shouted their throats in the stone room, in a quaint and quiet stone building, but the house was full of humming sounds.

Sitting on a stool, one big and one small, the movements of the legs and the head and the beans in the mouth are exactly the same.

Hey, hey!

The frequency of chewing beans is the same!

Sitting opposite the National Teacher’s face, he was silent, and silently stuffed two large cottons into his ears.

It’s crazy... it’s so annoying!

......

But on the other side, Qiao Wei sneaked out the woman of the pure yin body from the sacred temple, and soon discovered it. Of course, only found that the body of pure yin disappeared, I do not know that it was stolen by Qiao Wei. I thought it was like the second division sister, I ran away.

The temple is panicked.

Qiao Wei gave the woman seventeen and let him take it to the house under His Highness.

Only after a round of sacred temples, she has been able to determine that the ghost king is not in the temple, she now needs to go to other places to try her luck.

The seventeenth's light work was superb, with a woman avoiding the sacred disciples and the dead sneak into the house under the three halls, without pressure.

He easily sneaked into the house and stuffed the woman into the cabinet under the three halls. Then he held his arms in his arms and held a long sword, staring at the door.

Not long after, the door of the cabinet moved, and the woman climbed out of the cupboard.

Seventeen feet and one foot took her back!

The woman was stunned and woke up in a short while.

She climbed out again.

Seventeen took her back again.

Time has passed quietly as you climbed me...

......

Three of His Royal Highness also has a task today. This feeling of being entrusted with a heavy responsibility is novel and beautiful. It is no wonder that the second cousin always has to follow the watch. From now on, he decided to follow the watch!

The Three Highnesses came to the collection of the Holy Book with Yan Fei and Hai XIII.

Yan Fei and Hai XIII are the disciples of the Shengshi Temple. The Great Master is in a good position in the Faith. The dining and living in the Three Halls are also taken care of by him. The disciples of the two holy divisions will not be considered after the Three Halls. Strange things.

The guards of the bookstore gave the guests a sigh of relief.

The collection of the holy church is enormous, and it is even bigger than the library of the hidden elders.

His Royal Highness said: "The first floor does not need to be read. I have turned it over. It is all historical books and classics. The martial arts mind is upstairs."

The three went upstairs.

After Hai 13 received the task and came to the night Luo, he devoted himself to studying the night Luo Wen. Now he has Xiao Cheng, and he can basically understand it.

Yan Fei never knew the night Luo Wen, and together with the three halls, let the three halls say to him, what is written inside.

The three soldiers were divided into two ways, and all the martial arts methods were turned over. They did not find any way to refine the poisonous dan.

“Are you mistaken?” asked the third Highness. “Is there such a way to do it?”

Hai XIII: "You said yes, it should be true."

The three halls screamed: "I want to see you when you say it! What do I look like? Is it like my mother?"

Hai XIII smiled: "Your mother... should be more like your grandfather."

"Oh." Disappointed with the third hall, he did not like the grandfather who killed him out of the house!

Yan Fei absolutely frowns: "There are only one bookstore in the Three Dynasties, is there any other place where there is a martial arts mind?"

His Royal Highness said: "Of course, there are martial arts methods in the hands of those who respect the Lord."

Hai XIII shook his head: "Mrs. Yun's meaning, the method of refining the poisonous Dan should be in the collection of the Faith, not in the hands of the Lords."

"The words of the bookstore... ah!" What did you think of between the three halls under the light and the flint, and the blind man said, "There is only there!"

"Where?" Hai XIII and Yan Fei asked in unison.

The Three Temples: "Silver Lake Island."

The sacred religion covers an abundance of mountains and waters, as well as lakes. The largest lake is the Silver Lake. The three halls have been down for the saints for so long, almost everywhere, but have never been to Silver Lake.

There is a small island on the Silver Lake. There seems to be something on the other side of the Silver Lake. But what is specific is not what the Three Highness can know.

There is a log cabin on the shore of Silver Lake. The 30 steps east of the log cabin is a small ferry crossing. The ferry docks with a awning boat.

The awning boat travels to and from Yinhu Island once a day, mainly to deliver fresh ingredients. Today is no different. The difference is that the boatman ate a bowl of jujube and white fungus soup in a large kitchen, somehow clamoring The stomach.

This trouble, the time of the boat is late.

Jingyun climbed the boat before the boat was opened. He had eaten too many roasted whole lambs in the carriage. He had dry mouth and no water to drink. He had to drink the kumiss as water.

After drinking, I was drunk, and I slept under the warm wings of the golden eagle, then I was awakened by the urine, and I was dizzy and drove down the carriage.

If in the past, he would remember the way back, but this meeting was so drunk that he knew the southeast and northwest?

He didn't know how he climbed the boat.

He got under the tarpaulin covered with ingredients and yawned and slept in a confused way.

The Holy Spirit has no children.

Of course, the boatman would not have expected a more Jingyun on his boat. He dragged the weak body and slowly slid the awning boat.

When the three descendants arrived at the ferry, the awning boat had already reached the heart of the lake.

Looking at the almost disappearing awning boat, the three halls slammed their feet: "It's late!"

Yan Fei absolutely looked at the blue water of the lake, squatting down, and tried the water temperature with his fingers: "It's okay, not too cold, or going over?"

His voice just fell, a piranha smashed out from the water and bit his finger!

Yan Fei was scared and fell to the ground!

The piranhas rushed empty and the teeth tickle back into the water.

......

The awning boat was docked. It was originally someone waiting to unload the goods here. The boatman was late, and his people had already gone to eat.

The boatman had to eat his own food, but unfortunately just moved a basket of things, he felt a colic in the belly.

He swears that he hasn't been so painful in his life. What did he eat? !

The basket in the boatman's hand slammed on the deck, and the huge movements awakened Jingyun.

Jingyun picked up the tarpaulin in front of him, and a cold lake wind blew, and Jingyun’s wine woke up halfway!

Where is this?

How is he on the boat? !

Jingyun blinked and the scene in front of him did not change. He looked at the completely strange environment and stood up and walked off the boat.

Everything on the island is strange, strange trails, strange gardens, and... strange houses.

Jingyun found a few cabins and seemed to have no one to live in.

He continued to move forward.

He finally saw the figure!

It was two girls carrying baskets. The two talked and laughed and looked at the other direction.

Jingyun took a small short leg and chased it up, but when he bypassed the last cabin, he thought that when he could see the figure of the two, he could not see anything.

"Jingyun..."

A gentle voice rang from behind the Jingyun, and the ethereal spirit was nothing but awkward, listening to people as a dream.

Jing Yun turned around and did not see any figures.

"Jingyun..."

The gentle and ethereal voice slammed again and again.

Jingyun stretched his neck and looked forward.

"Jingyun..."

Jingyun followed the sound and walked to the right front.

I don't know how long it took. He saw a colorful palace of crystals, and the palace was beautiful, like the fairy palace on the painting.

"Jingyun..."

That voice is coming again.

Jing Yun smashed his throat and smashed into the palace. A figure was not seen. He paused and walked in.

"Jingyun..."

He followed the sound all the way to a bright, cold room.

The room was covered with crystal clear crystal stone. He stepped on the crystal stone, and looked down at himself in the crystal stone. He looked at it for a while, but he didn't see it. He didn't look at it.

His gaze fell on a coffin made of ice-cold jade in the middle of the house.

He walked over and found a woman lying in it, wearing red clothes, almost exactly the same as when he was married.

Jing Yun didn't know Feng Guan Xia, and I saw that this is a bride.

The bride lay flat in the jade, her hands folded on her stomach, her hands slender and slender, white like a jade, lining the color of the red wedding dress, more conspicuous and refined.

"Just you are calling me?" Jing Yun was on the jade and asked her.

She did not answer.

Her face was covered with a red sheet of paper that was opened like a book.

Jingyun explored the small hand and wanted to uncover the paper.

But the jade is too high, he can't touch it.

He climbed onto the jade, stretched his hand, tried to reach the red paper on her face, and he was enough to see it. The outside suddenly heard a majestic sigh: "Who?!"

Jingyun was shocked and hurriedly jumped to the ground and ran away in vain!

Outside the house, a mother-in-law with a white hair covering half of her face was holding a cane and stopped someone's way: "Three Highness! How can you be so noisy? Silver Lake Island is a forbidden place for the Holy Spirit. No one told you that you can't be good at it. ?"

The three halls of the captured bag cleared the scorpion and said innocently: "I will see it, but it is not good."

The mother-in-law watched the sea thirteen and Yan Fei with one glance: "It is also the people of your holy division! Are you sacred in the temple of the priests? Are you still swearing at the sacred temple? I see your sage The temple is not going to live!"

Hai XIII and Yan Fei are countless countless people. What a powerful master has never seen before, can be glanced at the mother-in-law who has stepped into the loess, and there is an illusion that she is shocked.

The two of them suddenly dared to scream, bowed their heads and made a little daughter-in-law.

The mother-in-law raised the volume and said: "Your people in the temple should know the rules of Yinhu Island, who are good at killing, killing innocent!"

The three halls were discolored: "What? You want to kill us? We...we didn't mean it! We just accidentally crossed the boat!"

My mother-in-law whispered: "The three halls are not dead, but they can't stay."

Hai XIII and Yan Fei are exactly the same!

Three Highness Temple quickly stopped in front of the two people: "No, no, you can't kill them! I let them come! If you want to kill, kill me!"

The mother-in-law said helplessly and angrily: "How can I kill the third temple?"

"You can't kill me...and...don't kill them anymore! They are really called by me, I threaten them, if I don't row for me, I will take them... throw them down and feed the fish, They only came to the scalp! Your mother-in-law will do well, don't kill them, or my conscience will be overwhelmed, mother-in-law, mother-in-law! Mother-in-law!"

As soon as he said, he hugged his mother-in-law's arm, and a rounded little head went to the arms of the family to make a slap in the face, and played a 10% spoiled and sold the Dafa, finally grinding the other party's temper.

The mother-in-law coldly swallowed Yan Fei and the two of them looked at each other: "This time I saw the two of you under the three halls, I wandered around you two, but if there is another time, don't blame me for not giving you a face!" ”

Yan Fei and the sea 13 nodded like garlic!

Not in front of Yunzhu!

My mother-in-law whispered: "Let's go, don't let me see you again. You are the same under the third hall. This is not where you should come."

It’s impossible to talk to this one without knowing it.

The three halls of the temple and Yan Fei, the sea 13 boring head on the other stolen boat.

As soon as the three of them sat down, they felt the hull shake. To be exact, the lake shook.

The three people looked at each other eccentrically, and suddenly the back was cold, and they felt a chilling breath.

The faces of the three men changed instantly, and they grabbed the canopy and even held their breath.

"What's on the island? Isn't it a ghost king again?" Hai Xie trembled and asked.

Ghost king? No, this breath is more dangerous than the ghost king, like a sleeping beast, and finally wakes up.

Yan Fei was brave enough to look back. He saw the Jingyun who was in a daze: "Look at it, is it Jingyun?"

The two hurriedly turned around, is this Jingyun?

God, how could he be here? !

It’s not that they will leave their forefoot, and the people who follow the foot of the saints will go to the king’s house and catch Jingyun. !

Yan Fei must not be able to take care of the dangerous atmosphere of this meeting. He took out the cabin and applied his light work to the scene.

Jingyun stood in front of a small stone pillar. The pillar was about three feet high and octagonal. The pillar was very beautiful and carved with a complex totem.

Jing Yun explored his hand and touched the pillar. When his palm was attached to the top of the pillar, a strong suction sucked him. It seemed that something was coming out of his body. Jingyun’s face was white. I want to withdraw my hand, but I can’t open it.

Yan Fei never showed his light and flew over. He wanted to hug Jingyun, but he was still not close, and he felt a force and breath that almost killed him.

He is still like this, how can Jingyun’s child be able to withstand it?

"Jing Yun!"

Yan Fei never spit out a blood.

Jingyun finally pulled his hand away.

Yan Fei only felt that his body was light and he could move. He hurriedly jumped over and hugged Jingyun and returned to the awning boat.

The mother-in-law and several female disciples quickly came to the stone pillar, and saw the top of the stone pillar. The rune that had already faded had a faint golden color.

A few people were amazed.

A female disciple’s apricot eyes whispered: “Mother, this is...”

The mother-in-law looked at the awning boat that was gradually drifting away: "The priest has come."

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