Sang Zhiheng died and left a badge that seemed to suggest a lot of information.

There were even ice cubes all over the ground.

The Biluo Fu produced by Sang Zhiheng is really powerful.

Although Qin Zong used ice to freeze the Biluo Fu to one place.

But it melts very quickly.

In the effort of turning the news, drops of water gather into a stream and flow down from the surface of the ice.

Qin Zong's eyes were clear and cold, and the cold air in his palm surged, and from time to time, he used the cold air to seal the green lotus layer by layer again.

Yan Tao: "You two stayed and solved this thing."

Her words were said to the two contestants.

The two young nutritionists suddenly had a bitter face: "Mr. Marshal, are you kidding?"

The boy's face was cold and he glanced casually: "I don't have that mood."

"From now on, you will be with this Biluo Fu. When will it be solved, I will release you when it will."

Her words are unreasonable, domineering and hard-working.

There is no room for negotiation.

The two contestants looked at each other and saw the pain in each other's eyes.

Who told them to be on their territory?

Yan Tao put his pocket in one hand and said with a smile: "I want to get the prize from me, but I can't do it without real skills."

A man and a woman bowed slightly and saluted: "Yes, Marshal."

So what can they do? Anyway, their fists are big and their fists are heavy.

A small person like me can only surrender.

The Biluo Fu has been solved, as for these soldiers who are rioting in energy...

Young Master Yan's eyes moved slightly and ordered his personal guards to carry the soldiers and send them back to the Marshal's Mansion in packing them.

He sent it directly to the pharmacist and told them to go for treatment.

This huge game ended in vain.

Qin Zong and Yan Tao were sitting on the aircraft.

The boy leaned his back lazily against the seat, playing with the pale golden badge with his slender fingers.

There is a three-point dry and depressing atmosphere between the eyebrows and eyes.

Qin Zong stretched out his hand, pinched the badge with his slender fingers, and said lightly: "Things are coming, and that's what we'll do."

"Look at your eyebrows that are twisted, they look like they have become distorted."

It looks like a cat that will explode at any time.

Yan Tao snorted lightly and grabbed the badge from the man's hand.

"You're deformed!"

The aircraft passed through the airplane and arrived at the Marshal's Mansion after turning his voice.

The housekeeper had already been waiting in the courtyard. Seeing Yan Tao walking slowly, he quickly met him, "Marson, Lord Yun Kuo is back."

Yan Tao nodded slightly and calculated the time, it was almost the same.

The housekeeper followed her and briefly talked about a few errands in the Marshal's Mansion.

After reporting, I turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly I saw an intern pharmacist in the mansion running over in panic.

"Yuan, Marshal is in trouble!"

The pharmacist was just a primary apprentice, and the tension and anxiety between his eyebrows and eyes were extremely obvious when he spoke.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows casually and said disgustingly: "What a panic, your wife is running away."

Primary school apprentice…!!!

He wiped off the big beads of sweat from his forehead and waved his hand in a panic: "Master Marshal, come and take a look! Something happened to Princess Xingyun."
Chapter completed!