Rebirth Of The General’s Granddaughter

The old general also committed grief when he heard it. His son was right. So many people, as long as one person accidentally divulges what happened today, will suddenly bring a disaster of extinction to the superior officials, and will damage the granddaughter's reputation. If they want to hide it, they can only take the worry-free pills made by their granddaughter. But where did you get such a big dose?

The old general waved helplessly and said to Mu Yingyi: “Go and arrange rest for the generals. When the old prime minister arrives, I will discuss it with him. ”

Purple Phantom's life-saving medicine spins back to Nine Soul Dan, and the effect is still good. After half an hour, the superior officer woke up. Although he was not crying, it was more worrying than crying. Holding the purple ghost and muttering to himself, beam no one to touch the purple ghost, even the old general was going to carry the purple ghost away, he was insane to refuse. The time lasted until after E, the superior officer was still holding the purple phantom, and the purple phantom fell asleep, a beautiful face full of powder, seemed to smile.

The old general and Mu Yingyi sat on the chair, bowing their heads and grieving immensely, had defeated the father and son. The old prime minister is not here yet, and the two are still waiting for him.

At this time, the curtains of the tent were lifted. Both thought the old prime minister had arrived, looked up and completely stunned.

Here come two women, all dressed in Indian costumes, beautiful as fairies, especially the one in front.

“Artille!” Mu Yingyi stunned for a while before finally exclaiming in surprise.

Upon hearing Mu Yingyi's name as Artille, the superior officer raised his head in awkwardness and saw only a woman, about twenty years old, dressed in ice blue silver wire embroidered with snowflakes and diamond-set heterosexual clothing. Except for the difference in skin tone and purple phantom, it has almost the same temperament and appearance as purple phantom.

Another woman, around the age of twenty-four or five, wearing white heterosexual clothing, followed a woman resembling a purple phantom.

When Artille looked at General Mu and Yingyi Mu, a little excitement flashed in her eyes and she instantly calmed down. "I've met the old general and the young general. Old General, Major General, are you all right? ”

What a purple mother, Artille, the superior officer was shocked. Didn't you say the phantom mother was dead? Turns out he's alive. What the hell is going on?

He was wondering, listening to Yingyi's excitement: "Artille, I wish you were here. Hurry up and save the ghost. She started saving lives, but she was seriously injured and broke her heart. ”

“Alas, this stupid kid.” Artille didn't have a merciful look in her eyes until she looked at Purple Ghost. Just walking over, following the woman behind her, she reached out and stopped her, saying something they didn't understand.

Even though the superior officer didn't understand, her expression and movements showed that she was stopping Artille from saving Purple Ghost.

The old general and Mu Yingyi understood more or less Hindi because of the contact time with Artille. As soon as she heard that Artille was not allowed to save Purple Ghost, she had to go forward and do it.

The superior officer immediately asked, “Grandpa, is she not letting Auntie save Purple Ghost? ”

After questioning, instead of answering, the old general and Mu Yingyi rushed over and asked the woman: “What right do you have to stop the mother from saving her daughter? ”

The woman in white looked arrogantly at the superior officers, General Ling, and Mu Yingyi, and said in lame Chinese: “To save her, yes, but she must return with us to the divine realm of India. How can the descendants of Goddess Morey be left in a foreign country? Goddess Morey said that if Mu Ziyu hadn't returned to our divine realm, we wouldn't be able to save her. ”

“What the fuck is wrong with you Morey goddesses, you cold-blooded monsters?” The superior officer scolded angrily: "Ask a mother to watch her daughter die, not let her save her, is she a goddess? She's a monster, almost. ”

“You are not allowed to insult our esteemed goddess.” The white woman was obviously angry, slapping the officer and stopping by Artille.

Artille looked coldly at the woman in white and said with pressure, "Viñana, you are just a guardian, please don't abuse your position. What am I supposed to do? You have no right to interfere! ”

Vinnina looked at Artille uncomfortably for a while, under Artillery's pressure, she lowered her head and put her hands together to say: “I dare not. But when she came, she really received the divine decree of Goddess Murray. She must urge you to take your daughter back to the divine world. ”

Artille stopped talking. Her grandmother said the same thing to her, "Bring your daughter back. My descendants in Morey must not remain in the mortal realm of another foreign country." You had the guts to bring her back, but you sealed her up and let her stay with Yan. As a result, she suffered a lot, and if I hadn't reborn her, she would have fallen back into the circle. ”

Artille knows what her grandmother is capable of, and she's not her opponent yet. If you really want to keep the ghost in Big Swallow, then she will come and take her daughter back. That way, the daughter could be harmed.

To think of it, Artille struggled to say to the old general and Mu Yingyi: “I have to take the ghost back to India, where she was a cripple even if I saved her. ”

According to the old general, the tiger's body shocked and almost fell. Fortunately, the superior officer suddenly held him.

Mu Yingyi blushed and asked darkly: "Do we have to take the ghost away from us? I don't believe you can cure her, I was dead, but you put me... ”

“Unlike you, she's heartbroken.” When Mu Yingyi didn't finish his speech, Artille interrupted him.

Upon listening, the superior fell on his knees in front of Artille in a hurry and cried out: "Please! Auntie, please bring the ghost back to life, I... We can't live without her! ”

Artille looked at the handsome teenager in front of her and shook her head with regret, "Sorry! I can't leave her, or it'll be a disaster for you. If you really want her back, go to India and find her. ”

And after that, he told Viñana, "Let's go. ”

“Wait a minute.” The old general knew he couldn't keep his granddaughter this time and couldn't help but cry.

Reaching out his hand on Purple Ghost's face and head, he rubbed his eyes for a while and said to Artille: "Please, let these 40,000 sergeants forget what happened today. I don't want to let ghosts get... ”

“I get it.” Artille obviously understood what the old general meant and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, the old general, they won't remember what happened today. ”

“Auntie.” The superior officer stood firmly in front of Artille and said to her word for word: "Please tell the generals that the Phantom is not dead, she is only wounded and taken to heal by Takao. One day, I'll come to India and bring her back! ”

At this time, the superior officer is completely free of the smell of dust. The gesture reveals an unexpectedly sharp and noble attitude. The moon color on the sky is a layer of silver. Sprinkled on the blue of the sea (the superior officer is wearing the blue gown of the sea) between the heavens and the earth. The superior officer looks at the shadow from a distance and feels the wind is infinite and the glorious.

He knew that with his current abilities, he couldn't stop Vinnina, not even Artille. He couldn't resist just now when Vinnie Naya was going to do it.

Had it not been for Artille, he would have been humiliated today. And if they are not allowed to take away the unseen, there is no doubt that the unseen will die, and if they do, there is hope. He knew that Artille was a goddess and would surely bring the ghost back to life.

And as long as the unseen are alive, he must do whatever he can to bring her back. Besides, there was something in Artillery just now that clearly told him that he had to go to India if he wanted to be a ghost.

So, let's not say India, it's heaven and earth, knife and mountain fire, he's going to break in for the ghost, too.

So, you can't claim the phantom is dead, you have to say she's alive, he swears that one day, he'll bring the phantom back.

“Okay, I'll wait for you. Ghost is right about you. I hope you keep your promise.” Artille looked at the superior officer with a comforting smile.

My daughter had a good eye this time. This young man is much better than that bastard Zhao Hongxiang.

Mu Yingyi's eyes have been on Artille ever since she came in. Seeing her glance at herself, she never crossed again and couldn't help but grieve.

Think about what you want to say to her, but think about what you always do to her, and shut your mouth with guilt.

Artille turned around and handed him a medicine bag, "Major General, there is a life-saving Dan medicine in here, you and the old general better not leave at any time. ”

Finished, slightly blessed, picked up the purple ghost and turned away.

Poetry and Mo Rhyme saw each other, hurry up and kneel down, moaning: “Madam, can you bring a slave? ”

Artille shook her head, "No, you're going. You're going to get killed. ”

Poetry cried out, pointing to the five pots of black mandolo flowers that kept swinging and making a sound, said: "Then please, Madam, bring these flowers, without the lady, they will not survive. Besides, the lady can't leave them alone. ”

When Atil looked at Hemandolo, he knew that it was a flower that his daughter had carefully raised.

So he waved his hand and turned the five black mandolas into elves and put them in her arms.

Outside the tent, he reached out his left hand and pushed forward, only to see the horse in front of him rise an icy blue light group, rapidly expanding, then emitting a brilliant blue light that spread throughout the mountain area.

The old general and Mu Yingyi only learned at a glance that Artille's spiritual powers are getting stronger and stronger today.

Bribe me, bribe me, lest the Purple Ghost return...