Mo Lin (Evil come)

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Anyone's screams have been screaming for a long time, then, he kneelhed down and started sobbing.

"The Lord, his heart should be greatly trauma." Si Niang said next to it.

Zheng Fan nodded.

The little monk, there is Huigen, who has come into contact with this teacher, and believe that these two should have a big fu.

The so-called blessing means that there is no big achievement in this life, but it can also be fierce.

But unfortunately, see this little monk look, the blessing on his body, this seems that it did not be asylum to him.

Of course, it can also be pulled from another angle. If it is not the thing of this pot of fish soup, if it is not Zheng Hou Ye himself, I want to collect two little brothers, may have eaten a good meal. This inn, this "late" old scorpion and her son, will not encounter.

However, this is really hard.

Chan Shi and refiners like this set of speech because this rhetoric is very flexible, how to make a circle, so you can continue to cheat.

Imprising, for this little monk, he may prefer to die, and it is not willing to fall into this meticulous nest to tarnish itself.

Zheng Fan looked to the old scorpion, although the previous old scorpion shouted that he brought himself this, it was a bull, but it was uniformly of the seller.

"Is there a passer?"

Zheng Fan asked.

Old scorpion swallowed, Xu Wei's knife, she raised in her neck, and then, when the man was seriously looked at, when the man was very angry, the strand, even if she was a long-lasting, it was a god. .

To put it bluntly, after the two princes were left, the emperor had to be angry with him Zheng Fan passenger, and took a luggage to him.

Looking at the whole big swallow, the status is higher than him Zheng Hao, before, now, it seems that it is really gone, when you have already do it, you don't need to kneel down, go back, you, earlier A large piece has been pressed in black.

"No ... no ......... new ......... Packed up ......... New ........."

Zheng Hou Ye reached out and referred to the high standard of the stood, and the high school was on the top of the court;

"Signaling this Hou Dynasty, the generals of the people of the county will take the troops, giving this Hou to her brothel, do not let anyone."

"!"

The highest shocking is a bit surprised, because the posture of the Hou Ye looks like it is like it is to expose the identity.

The fact is true, Zheng Fan is not planning to expose the identity, because this will be very meaningful, but the appearance, but forced him to do this.

How to get from the snow from the snow, how to be sold to the red account of Shangchuan County, in which the context must be clear, and wait until he has been tied to the new city, it is inevitable for a long time. If you are easy to make anything, it is better to control it now.

Furthermore, Zheng Fan thinks that he is inserted today, now, it has been harvested, not the grandson of the turtle, the grandchildren will continue to be able to join the public, today, you can't see "Dreaming the dust". Monk.

Immediately, the surprises of everyone in the inn, I have returned the gods in the name of "Hou", and Zheng Fan has leaving.

I got on the carriage, I didn't hurry out, but I came directly to Shangchuan County County.

It is impossible to drive the drums because some people have been sold in the family, but they are purely borrowed, they want to go, and they are the most quiet.

The door of the door saw someone hardly, and she wanted to stop, but did not move directly, Xu Wei said;

"Pingxi Hou Ye is driving!"

If it is in the usual, Zheng Hou Ye said that he would not teach him the tone and charm of Wei Gong's "Your Majesty";

But now, there is no mood.

Shangchuan County, Shangchuan County, did not wear, rushing, seeing Zheng Fan, kneeling directly:

"Lower officer, see Pingxi Hou Ye, Hou Yefang."

"Do you know this?"

"Yes, Hou Ye, when the army of the army last year, the next official was a grain official, and he was fortunate to have seen Hou Ye's true."

This will save trouble, no need to let the Jian Sheng take the dragon in the play.

"This Hou wants to borrow your house, from now on, in addition to this Hou command, all leisurers, etc., may not come in to disturb."

"Yes, the official understand!"

The post behind the county is the home of the county, and there is naturally living in the county's family.

But in an instant, the family is rushing to leave, and even things are too late to clean up, and give Pingsea Hou Yeng places.

After Zheng Fan came in, Xu Wei said:

"To take a few people, take a shower, clean up."

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Not long after

Re-"Washing" has been in front of Zheng Fan.

In this era, people like to be coated, with this as beautiful, but this makeup level is really can't compliment, and each other is more serious.

After washing, the little monk is still not wearing, only one should be the clothes of the county to make a small bonard, but it is more likely to look at it.

This will come to aunt.

"Hou Ye, the red account is already taking people with people."

Zheng Fan nodded, waved his hand, indicating that he could go to stand.

The high standard Pang Mao's goal is retired, and the generals of Shangchuan County asked him to refer to the Hou Ye, and he didn't mention it;

Obviously, Hou Ye is now not available now, he can't use his Ding's "Holy Duty" here to consume here, and it is not enough to be expected.

"Four Niang."

"The subordinate."

"There is no other person around you, only you, you go to interrogate the old scorpion, put this line, give it out, preferably, will handle the hand man, also controlled.

Who is Shengle City now?

Forget it, no matter who, give him aware, let him be cooperated, I want to know clearly, how is the small monk to enter Shengle City from the snow. "

"It is understood."

The rest, don't have more to make more, the four mother's ability to do things, there is no doubt.

Four children go down,

Zheng Fan's Xu Wei said: "Let the people in the county, ready to eat food."

"Yes, Hou Ye."

Zheng Fan didn't rush to ask a small monk, before, it has been stimulated, this will wait for him to easily alleviate.

Soon, the food was sent, and the little monk looked at the food in front of it.

The vegetarian is not taboo.

Less one sentence:

Since Hou Ye is forced by the knife, then we will eat, the Buddha will not blame.

When you eat, you can eat it.

Zheng Hou Ye is sitting there and gently pinch his own instruction.

Think about a moment,

Zheng Houyi screamed that Xu Wei shouted the county who had been waiting.

"This must borrow your people, give this Hou Chuan a few letters."

"Hou Ye asked to tell, the next official is right."

"First, send people to the Yingzhu to give too well Xu Wenzu, I will send a letter, saying that this Hou has some things in Shangchuan County to delay, and the big people can go to Shangchuan County.

Second, send people to Feng Xincheng to pass on Mr. North, saying that this Hou has found a monk here.

Third, send someone to Shengle City to communicate, let the generals who are responsible for slavery near their respective people, waiting for the people of this Hou to interrogate, and must not be mistaken. "

"Yes, the next official is over."

Zheng Fan nodded, the county will go to the right.

And here, the young monk is still eaten, he hits the orchid, pick up the hand, and starts wipe the mouth.

Zheng Fan felt that he should be a serious mental excitement, and then trained by the old scorpion. Now he should belong to a personality split state?

Unfortunately, the blind man is not here.

"Is it eaten?"

"Back ... The words, eat well."

Zheng Hou Ye squinted and thought that he should be a question when he was previously in the inn, and he made a mentally trauma again. Now he, in order to avoid the traumatic torture, it has gone to the old scorpion for him. .

This is an escape.

Zheng Hou Ye took out the red stone from his arms, put it in his hand, said:

"Son, come out."

The red stone swayed a few times, and the black fog was displayed.

The magic pill floats there, with a smile.

The magic pill is already two levels.

Before the assassination of Zhao Jilang, Zheng Fan tried to make a heart, but it still did not achieve the effect. It seems that he is at this time, and there is a restraint.

Not he doesn't want, but, it is intentionally selected.

Zheng Fan didn't know what he was in the picture, this is like most parents in the child youth, I don't understand what the child is thinking.

However, the magic pill is a magic pill, with the properties of the soul body, but also try to break out a small monk's heart, so that it directly faces the happening of the snow.

In doing so, there will be very serious side effects, and it is not necessarily what you want, at the same time, a very big probability that is a small monk will become an idiot.

But the blind is here, and you can use it now, it is also this one.

Most importantly, Zheng Fan is really eager to know what happened on the snow.

If it is just a savage tribe of the snowworm, it should not become this look.

His master, even if it is really killing, he should be happy with the master, because of the fruit, this will be disappointed.

We will hesitate,

Zheng Fan still puts red stones back.

I will bear it, or I will bear it again;

Regarding the priest of the devil, the dry system is very large, and it is no longer only to belong to his own, and the other seven devils are all known to know.

At this time,

Any little monk suddenly opened:

"Do you have any instructions?"

"What is your name?"

"The unhappy is what people are, what people are."

"Ok, let's sit there."

"Master, it's all people who haven't waited you, let you ..."

"To shut up."

"Yes, Ye."

Every little monk closed his mouth, eyes, started to patrol around, and then he saw the wall on one side of the room, hanging on the beads.

This should be used, and when you come to the people, you will like to take some so-called sorghum to open the light.

After the young monk's eyes looked at the beads, they will not open.

Subconscious, he is very familiar with this bead.

It doesn't mean that this bead is his or his master. This world is still in harder, and there is no matter what it is;

But the material of this bead, he is very familiar, it seems translucent, the precious material is expensive, and the fact is that it is fooled and charged.

This thing,

I used to use this trick when I was a small monk and master.

The master said that the heart is spiritual, this bead is really false is a good, why bother?

The pit is the Lord who is not bad, this is the debt, Amitabha.

At this time, I saw the counterfeit and shoddy objects of the peers, the eyes were beginning to gradually gain.

Sitting, I have been paying attention to his Zheng Hou Ye immediately noticed that he didn't dare to continue to stimulate. It is really afraid that this child is stimulated a few times. If you are, you will be more and more, and you will go to the school;

But if this child is able to wake up back to some memories, then it is better.

Zheng Fan remembered that the blind man said, this heart disease is also aware of medicine, and it is white, the best way, still leaned out.

"master………"

Where the small monk began to whisper.

Zheng Hou Ye is half-eyed, waiting, and not urge.

Everything is standing up, and the finger fingers melted the beads hanging there, and then he looks at Zheng Fan.

Tao:

", I ... I can ..."

"Grande appreciates you."

Thank you. "

Everyone took the string of the beads, put it in his hand, Mo.

for a long time,

Anyone is still in his neck.

He sat down,

But this time, it is a disk knee;

After sitting down the knee, try to explore his legs again, support the body with the right arm, want to let yourself get more enchanting.

Just, soon he was confused;

How did he feel uncomfortable, how to sit very is very uncomfortable, then he suddenly thinks that it is too sad, just stand up.

After standing up, he was in the way in the way, in the way of the old scorpion, and then became a handshake;

Action, constant changes, even the idology, and switch between "law solemn" and " ".

Zheng Hou Ye has never spoken, sitting there, looking at this scene in front of him ... The precision site.

quickly,

Everyone and Shanglian stood felt a kind of suffering. Subsequently, he sat down again. After sitting down, he stood up and stood up and sat down.

"call……"

Zheng Houyi saw it, it was a bit tired.

Sitting, sitting on the station, the small monk is directly panting.

"Lord, come to play ......... Wonderful ......... Amitabha ......... ........."

Too,

This is not just that the station is sitting, and even the opening is very torment.

This situation has lasted half an hour.

at last,

Everything is tired,

"", falling on the ground, the face is white, the big mouth gasped.

Zheng Fan gets up, come to the small monk.

The little monk started the mouth of the mouth, then, after the start of vomiting, the meal that was previously eaten and digested and digested.

Zheng Hou Ye a dodge, avoiding these filth.

After the small monk spit, the blood color on the face of the whole person could almost invisible, and after he began to teamed his body, his hands holding his own arms and looked very cold.

Zheng Hou Ye rubbed his nose with cuffs and slowly wrapped around and view the situation.

"Master ... I am so cold ..."

"Ama, hot water, I am cold, I am cold ........."

"I beg you, give me a bite, give me a bite ........."

"Cold ......... is cold ............"

Zheng Hou Ye is very patiently listening to it, and strive to give these words, say no news is hidden.

Hou Ye. "

At this time, Xu Yu was reported outside.

"Hou Ye, Hou Ye, Yes, Master ............"

The little monk is suddenly stimulated by the title of "Hou Ye".

Self-like self:

"Master ... The disciples have not forgotten you ... you let the disciples go back to Hou Ye ... find Hou Ye .........

Zheng Fan immediately reached out, indicating that I stood at the door.

then,

Yourself, take the initiative to go, to the monk:

"This Hou is here, find this Hou, what?"

If the little monk does not look at Zheng Fan, it will reveal the color of thinking and memories:

"Washing ... go back to tell Hou Ye ... Buddha gold ... he has donated ...

"This is alright, fast, telling this Hou, what do you want you to say to this House?"

"Annual, you see, you see, you can see it, this ice is there, there is really personal!"

Zheng Fan's eyes immediately,

Ice layer,

the following,

people?

This is really found.

"Master" ... It is a personal mile ... It's frozen. ... Master ... The field here ... Why is it to worship a frozen person? "

"Hey, so the wild is ignorant, huh, huh, huh, change the day, the teacher will change some things, you can also become a Buddha in this snow, it is supplied to the temple."

"Ah .......... Master, you see, people under the ice, it seems to be moved."

"Irritate, I dare to scare your master, I'm gone, how can I move!"

"Master, he opened his eyes, open his eyes, he is alive, he is alive!"

Anyone's face suddenly started flushing, he was more exhausted, he immediately squatted, and he grabbed Zheng Fan's clothes and gave Zheng Fan:

"He is alive, he is alive, the people under the ice are live, live !!!"

Zheng Fan did not break away, and continued to listen to the presentation of the master of the master for a while.

"Anters, I have to go back, I have to go back, I have to go back to tell Hou Ye, the person he is looking for, I found it, my mother, or a living thing."

"Yeah, master, let's run, ah, ice crack, crack!"

At last,

Everyone looked at Zhengfan in a small man.

With a very devout sound, like the film that is imitating some wild people:

"Devil ... falling ... Devil ... falling ..."