"No! Shake! Bi! Lian! Zhang! Chu! Lan!"

"Get out!"

"Why haven't the Qing Talisman God come yet? Is it a shady curtain?"

"The dark side isn't it? Shan Shitong is not that 'bad' person from Zhang Chulan."

The scene was extremely lively, and the old god Zhang Chulan stood in the middle of the field, as for Shan Shitong.

He decided to make up for it, at least he had to add a chicken leg to his meal.

In the stands, the three members of the Feng family came early.

Feng Zhenghao has always been optimistic about Zhang Chulan. Even if the other party cannot become "his own person", it is best to have a good relationship with him.

After Lin Yi and others entered the venue, they directly found a corner where there were no ones.

"Why do you have to continue watching? His game has already achieved results."

Zhi Jinhua squeezed over in a gossip and asked the baby in a low voice: "There is already a result? What is the result? It's not something we don't know, right?"

Feng Baobao turned his head and said cutely: "No, just me and him yesterday... Woo woo..."

Lin Yi covered Feng Baobao's mouth with his left hand and coughed twice, "Baby, we did nothing, don't talk nonsense."

Feng Baobao nodded repeatedly after reacting.

For example, it would be better to let the master take the blame for such a shameful thing, but it would be much more cost-effective to bring yourself and Feng Baobao with you.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Shan Shitong still failed to enter the stadium, and instead stood up was the respected master.

"Please be quiet. Shan Shitong has communicated with me. He chose to withdraw from the competition, referee, and announce the result."

The referee was just a junior from the Tianshi Mansion. When the old Tianshi spoke, he immediately shouted: "Due to Shan Shitong's personal reasons, Zhang Chulan won this game!"

That guy shouted so hard that he was full of energy.

"Shadow!"

"Let Shan Shitong come out and say it yourself!"

“…”

...

Zhang Chulan's face suddenly became solemn, and he looked up at the old master. The latter smiled kindly at him.

What are you doing? Didn’t Shan Shitong be buried in a pit? Why did he communicate with the old master again?

He was a little confused.

The remaining games are Zhuge Qing's, and the rest should be forgotten.

You can take advantage of this time to find all-round trouble.

Dongxiangzhuang.

Hu Jieku sat on a cushion, and in front of him was a coffin. The old man lying inside the coffin was his father.

Xia He leaned against the door, and there was a handsome guy next to her.

"Just let him sit like this?"

Shen Chong waved to the distance, and a fat monk with big ears and a kind-looking face came over.

The monk is surrounded by his partner, Dou Mei, "piercing the intestinal poison".

"Bone Scraping Knife" Xia He.

"The seedling of disaster" Shen Chong.

"Thunder and Smoke Cannon" Gao Ning.

Adding to the final "intestinal poison" Dou Mei, the four arrogances of all sex, and many of them gathered here.

Gao Ning walked to the door, ignored Xia He's fascinating charm, and said calmly: "That donor has a deep root of disaster. Now is the critical moment of our plan, so we can't go wrong."

"Yes, Xia He. Immersing him in sorrow and pain is also a way to suppress it."

Shen Chong pushed his glasses, "He has killed four people, and his desire for power has reached a hopeless level."

Dou Mei can suppress his emotions and ease the transition between several emotions, plus Gao Ning's excellent technique.

Hu Jie is like being in a spider web, and he will never be able to escape.

Xia He originally thought that Hu Jie could train him well, so that the effect would be even greater.

Until Gao Ning took his own initiative to control his mood and killed Hu Lin, Hu Jie was already ruined.

Her ideas naturally failed.

"Don't worry about this matter for now. Our people have penetrated into the Luotian Daqing. We are just waiting for the plan to begin, so we have to be prepared."

...

Tian Jinzhong's courtyard.

This is a remote place in the back mountain, and not many people come.

Lu Jin and the younger generations he led are gathered here, and Zhang Chulan is recognizing his ancestors in the house.

His grandfather Zhang Huaiyi is the youngest and the most talented one.

If he doesn't leave, he should be the Tianshi in the Master Mansion today.

"Don't you go in?"

"I have no interest in Zhang Chulan's affairs. As for his grandfather's affairs, I have almost learned about him from the baby."

At this time, everyone who dared to come over to talk to Lu Jin, the beloved great-granddaughter Lu Linglong, stayed honestly outside the yard.

"Oh, I heard from the great master that you want to investigate the truth about the Jiashen Rebellion, it should be for this girl, right?"

Lu Linglong bent down and looked at Feng Baobao, a little sloppy, but just dressed up.

Nails, hair, clothes, etc. are all clean.

While Lu Linglong was looking at her, Feng Baobao was also looking at her, with no emotion in his eyes.

It's like looking at an item.

Except for the slightest emotional fluctuation when looking at Lin Yi, it is almost the case for outsiders.

Lin Yi and Lu Jin's granddaughter are interested in it, but not that big.

After all, as long as you take her down, it will be much more convenient to move outside. But he has already booked Feng Shayan, and with the help of the World Association, Lu Linglong seems dispensable.

"Part of it, I am quite interested in that chaos myself."

"Is it because of the eight wonders?"

"I don't need that kind of thing." Lin raised his hand and quickly reached into Lu Linglong's bright forehead.

A flash of finger.

"pain!"

Lu Linglong held her head and stared at Lin Yi with grievance, "Why are you hitting me?"

Zhi Jinhua hid in the siege of a group of companions and whispered to her cell phone: "Come back quickly, senior is already a little unhappy!"

Lu Linglong obediently turned her head and ran back to her small group.

After confirming that Lin Yi couldn't see it, she took out an earplug from her left ear. The mastermind of this test was Zhi Jinhua, who could judge her psychological condition based on Lin Yi's tone and movements.

Treating Lin as soon as he sees it is a suitable choice.

"How is it? Did you ask anything?"

Looking from Lin Yi, the group of children were already forming a circle under the tree, secretly discussing something.

When a girl uses her hair to cover her, it is indeed easy for people to ignore what is hidden in her ears.

But this can't stop Lin Yi's omnipresent spiritual thoughts!

"Are you interested in that sloppy girl?"

"Oh, you get out of the way. That's so obvious. You still need to ask this? Let me guess, that guy must want to step on two boats, right?

I knew from the beginning that he was not a good person.”

Lin Yi's eyes locked on the boy who was scolding him behind his back, "Baby, take out the shovel and bury the yellow-haired boy for me."

"Okay!"

Feng Baobao was a little bored, but when she heard that she had something to do, she still liked to bury people the most.

Start digging a hole on the spot with your hands and feet.

The younger generations under the tree noticed this.

Xi, that is, the jumping little dwarf, was talking a lot. However, Zhi Jinhua had already discovered Feng Baobao's actions.

After a while, the pit was dug.

"The boxwood shoulder pole is so soft..." Feng Baobao carried the shovel and hummed folk songs toward the crowd.

Everyone stood up immediately, Yun had nervously held the measuring ruler behind his waist. This weapon could release his Qi.

"Everyone calm down and let me ask."

Zhi Jinhua first noticed the shovel, and then looked at the pit dug out in the distance. Combining the two, what should she bury?

The most likely thing is... A cold air blew across Zhi Jinhua's neck, and she shook unconsciously.

"Hahaha... Huaer, you are so interesting!"
Chapter completed!