Rebirth Of The General’s Granddaughter

Chapter 93: Night Visitors to the General's House

She knew that just like Grandpa and Uncle Er, noble soldiers could not stand undefeated.

To be respected, to stand at the peak and look up to the arts and crafts, you must be a goddess like her grandmother Mari.

So, according to the books her mother left behind, she practiced and sometimes stayed up all night.

Purple Ghost even bites his teeth hard, be sure to surpass Grandmother Morey Goddess. By then, not only can she call the wind to rain, but she can also rescue Mother Artille. By then, Mother and daughter reunion will no longer be empty words.

Cobra Weasali also practiced with her, except when practicing Purple Phantom, it mostly acts as a guardian, because at this time, the practitioner's spirit is highly concentrated and cannot be disturbed at all, otherwise it is easy to travel, that is, reverse phagocytosis.

Weatherly was excited these days because its owner, who was becoming more and more sophisticated in refining the medicine, helped it to become a human figure too much.

Meanwhile, Tidu's reddest brothel, the reddest geisha, Green Peony's room, a handsome teenager, is masked, dressed in black, opens the window and is ready to jump out.

Green Peony grabbed him and warned worryingly: "Uncle Xiao, be careful! Master said that there are tall people around him, you must be careful. ”

The teenager coolly didn't speak and jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night.

After four drums sounded, Purple Phantom was about to recover, listening to Weatherly's “hissing” warning sound.

“Is anybody here? Wesley, you stop him first. He dares to break in, you bite him. You're welcome.” Purple ghosts give instructions with spiritual force.

“Hiss.” Weatherly, by order, soon swam into the grass and disappeared.

Purple Phantom rose up, light as a swallow, flew into Baihua Garden's own study, put on a black suit and covered his face.

When he changed his clothes, Weatherly's anxious voice came, "Master, he's too powerful. Xiaoli, I can't stop him. ”

“I'm coming.” Purple Ghost replied, leaping out.

Quickly came to the front yard of Baihua Garden, only to see her, dressed in black vigorous clothing, masked face, has penetrated from the front yard, step by step, almost to the front yard and the far door of the courtyard.

Purple Ghost didn't ask, but he wouldn't say anything if he asked him, so he threw out a three-bone nail.

Cow hair needle silver silk rain had to be, she was afraid to use it. Fearing that Zhao Hongxiang's bastard's knee, what she put in was found, that is, she would not talk to herself.

Apparently, the martial arts are not weak, see the darkness call, this side to avoid, that side to mention the attack of Weshali, so for a moment, should not be able to take it, the action is extremely wolfish, but, but also let him hide.

Purple visions, no longer polite, pulled out the colored silk, wrapped around Wesley's body, and then the colored silk, like a poisonous sword, attacked toward someone.

At first sight, it's also a covert shock! This little girl is so poisonous! Use Viper as a weapon to attack people. If King Cobra bites you, it's enough!

The colour silk filled with true qi, no longer soft, every time it swung out, it was like a sword with a blade; with the presence of the Weatherly God in front of the colour silk, he kept opening his teeth and biting you, spraying a few poisonous drops from time to time, it was really hard to get into a fight.

In a hurry, a dictatorship of zombies spilled into the purple ghost...

“Careful!” The purple phantom smelled its stench. Just about to escape, a man flew in. He took her across the side with him in his right hand, and the soft sword in his left hand stabbed him towards the previous one.

The man who saved Purple Ghost was actually a left-handed man, a soft sword like his thumb, blue Ghost, under the moon, flashing a glow, the sword stabbing the key point of that man.

The man shuddered, afraid to fall in love, hurriedly sprinkled another zombie, then retreated and disappeared into the night...

Purple Ghost watched him go away and didn't chase him. The zombie smelled bad, and she knew what it was. A poison made from a corpse on a zombie can only be made by a witch from both communities in Nanjiang.

And the man in the back is obviously not hostile to himself, but why is he spying on himself?

Fortunately, there is no hostility, otherwise the kung fu is so high, he has caused himself, I don't even know.

Who the hell are these two? How dare you snoop into the General's Palace? Purple Ghost tightened her eyebrows and, just as she was about to ask, listened to the man who had saved her, ridiculously said: "Idiot! Your psychic powers are just for talent? Why didn't you just use it? ”

After that, I haven't waited for Purple Ghost to answer. Look at the three zombies that are creeping on the ground. They have turned into yellow pus water. I mocked them again: “If you're not afraid of poison, I don't care about you. Stupid bastard. Someone has to clean up for you every time. ”

“Who asked you to save him?” Purple Ghost was furiously scolded by his idiot, and he kicked her over with one foot. "Granny may have offended you for trespassing on the Grand General's Palace. It's already cheap for you. How dare you be arrogant? You can't see a rat with a veil on your face. Today, Grandma wants you to show the prototype. ”

“So fierce? Be careful not to get married in the future. Stupid, murderous, ugly, lazy to look at you again, go.” Quickly disappeared into the night, leaving a hint of fresh bamboo leaves.

Where did you smell this scent? Where'd you smell that? Purple Ghost meditates while sprinkling disinfected powder.

This tone of speech, martial arts... Superior officer! Purple Ghost suddenly remembered, that day in Yongnan Hou Fu, he took himself out the window and smelled it.

And speaking, that was the same tone at the market that day, at the National Government.

Looks like he's not as dull as his appearance. Why pretend to be a defenseless fighter? And why would he help himself?

And the man who came forward, looking at height up to one meter, six, seven, eight, not tall, martial arts routine and poisoning methods, all like the people of Nanjiang. Did my grandfather send someone to find me? Or was it someone sent by the prince?

I don't think my grandfather sent for it. In any case, they are all relatives of their own and cannot come up to poison themselves.

So who is it? What's the purpose of a night visit to the General's house?

If you can come to the Grand General's Palace and visit my herbal garden, can you check Grandpa's study?

When I think of it, Purple Ghost is sweating cold. Looks like I'm gonna have to be more vigilant from now on. The use of spiritual power in the Angkor government has attracted the attention of all parties? Or is the Emperor upset about Grandpa?

She's not particularly worried because sooner or later she's going to have to face the day. But she didn't want anyone to know about being psychic with animal flowers. Even her closest grandfather didn't tell her, after all, that ancient Indian spells were not acceptable to swallows.

If the Emperor or someone else wants to kill Grandpa, he should be more careful. Master Kung Gao's martial officers have always been tabooed by the Emperor.

Look at this hundred grass gardens, and Grandpa and Uncle's study, it's all going to be a battle.

Unable to fall asleep, Purple Ghost picks up books left by her mother and begins to drill into ancient techniques.

Once again, she felt weak, and if she was as capable as her mother and even her grandmother, could she do what she wanted without having to look anybody in the eye?

No, Mu Ziyu, you have to be strong, you have to work hard, you don't relax for a moment.

August 22nd is the day of the British banquet. Wang Yiping was injured by Mu Yingrui and could not accompany her back to the door. She almost broke her silver teeth with anger. In her heart, she cursed all the people in the Mu family.

The thought of Mu Yingrui, Wang Yiping's liver area, angry pain, made her unbearable. This dead man who had vowed to the mountain alliance with himself a dozen days ago threw her behind his head, and the water pitied you, Nong Mei Nong, a good honeysuckler.

He went to see him several times, he encountered the water pity. Each time, let her stand a little longer. Mu Weiyi was so distressed that he had to blame himself for two sentences.

Marry him yourself, it's only been less than a year, then the love for her in the past has left her and no longer exists.

I see only new people laughing, no old people crying, unkind and ungrateful ambitious, you wait for me, see how I put green hat on you.

You're not the only man who likes me. I don't have to hang myself from a tree with a crooked neck. Wait, you're not beneath me. Don't blame me me for being behind you.

Wang Yiping looked in the mirror, a little pale yellow skin, picked up the incense powder on the table and greeted his face with fate.

So, when Purple Phantom saw her packing up and stopping, she was almost scared to fall on her head.

Ghost! Only a white man, red and red, like drinking human blood, in a big red dress, standing in front of himself, Cold Mori's eyes, even if the weather has not turned cold yet, makes people feel completely cold.

Liu Shi and Purple Ghost face each other, then Purple Ghost pressed down the mockery in her heart, came to hold her arm, smiled and praised: “Mother is beautiful today! Auntie, don't you? ”

Liu Zheng nodded, “Yes, my sister-in-law will be able to impress me with four seats today. It's beautiful. ”

Wang Yiping looked at the two people as if they were mocking her, and laughed proudly. "There, my second brother and sister are beautiful. I'm afraid I'm at the age of my second brother and sister, but I'm not as good as my second sister is now. ”

Turning around, she cursed that the Liu family was old, purple ghost heard, and immediately smiled back, “Yeah, don't say that the mother and the second aunt were more than 10 years apart, that Aunt Shui and her mother were two years apart, and the father sent her a poem. ”

Collections, breadwinners, no collections, watch out for Weatherly biting you!