Godly Empress Doctor

He admitted it.

Wish me luck, but it's hard to say: "This is the little brother who cut his love out of pain. If he had refined it at the time, none of these things would have happened now. ”

Mr. Zuoqiu's face is as heavy as water, no one knows what he's thinking inside.

“Master, who do you think?” Best regards,

"Who is it?" he said, glancing at him with the same gaze as the mentally retarded man. Isn't that obvious? Prince Er's men! Wasn't that the only sword you got to kill your master with the prince's reward? ”

Lonely Sword? Wish I didn't know about it.

Mr. Zuoqiu did not admit or deny that his eyebrows were tight, staring only at the damaged inscription and his eyes flashed violently.

Keep an eye on the inscription destruction and ask Mr. Zuoqiu: "Is it possible that the people of the Kingwu Empire did this? Blaming the Second Prince? ”

Doctor Mask's eyes flashed!

The first person she thought of was Phoenix!

But Mr. Zuoqiu greeted him with his best wishes: "You smell it. ”

Good luck in taking a closer look at it. It really gave him a hint of indifference.

“Dongsan Nation.” Wish me well.

Because it's the smell of the Dongsan people.

“A bit of magic.” I wish you every success.

Mr. Zuoqiu nodded.

Sincerely: “This man is well versed in formation and inscription, and is also a wooden magician. Such a man is not difficult to locate. I remember that there is one next to the Second Prince. ”

The master of the second prince, the honored one.

“Master, will you be a wooden man?” The more you wish, the more you feel the possibility.

“But the master of the Second Prince, Mu-jong, will take these inscription weapons and inscription bombs?” Physicians are confused.

Zhu Big Brother: “What if you deliberately confuse it? Disturb our minds so we can't guess who he is? ”

Mr. Zuoqiu sighed with a long sigh and ordered his best wishes: "Go and find out. ”

Wish me luck.

What else does Dr. Mu Yan want to say, but Mr. Zuoqiu has turned to the left courtyard where he lives.

Soon after the phoenix dance rushed out of the yard, he played a game of hiding in Tibet.

Just give her a corner and she can become a living person, so how can phoenix be caught?

But she didn't have to change her mind much at this time, because she had a lot of work to do.

She did not know where Mr. Zuoqiu had placed the fairy fruit.

If it's a small piece of fairy fruit, it's easy to hide it and no one can easily find it.

But unfortunately, now that the fairy fruit is still on the fairy tree, it hasn't matured yet, so even if Mr. Zuoqiu transplanted it, he would certainly need a place for him to plant it.

So, where is this place?

Phoenix doesn't know, but Mr. Zuoqiu does.

That's why she burst out in front of Mr. Zuoqiu and the lone sword, so that Mr. Zuoqiu could mess with his feet.

As for the inscription of destruction, naturally the phoenix dance deliberately left it behind.

Where is the phoenix now?

She hid in Mr. Left Hill's left courtyard.

The phoenix dance was very clear that a prudent man like Mr. Zuoqiu would not fix the secret passage in the main courtyard where people came and went, the greatest possibility being to choose his own left courtyard.

So the phoenix dance hid in the left courtyard as soon as possible, waiting for Mr. Zuoqiu to arrive.

Sure.

Less than a fragrant time, Mr. Zuoqiu pushed in.

Phoenix held her breath and dared not make a slight sound.