The girl raised her head nervously, but suddenly saw
A beautiful girl is sitting on the throne. In front of her is a long table carved with white jade. A pile of scrolls are full. A handso man is bending down to pick up the scrolls that have just been thrown to the ground.
"I'm sorry, although your threat is very powerful, but I must urge you to finish the things that brother Ling has told you." Gong Zhengyu chuckled and put the scroll back in front of the monsoon smoke. His eyes were full of laughter.
Monsoon smoke is going crazy by this damned scroll. In the early days of the founding of the people's Republic, things were more troubleso than she thought. She needs to confirm the reconstruction, naming and personnel distribution of each city. She has clearly assigned power to Ling He and ng Fusheng. As a result These guys didn't want her to be idle at all. They stuffed up a pile of scrolls all day and asked Gong Zhengyu to watch them in a whisper.
"I shouldn't have let you stay at the beginning. Wouldn't it be good for you to go out and travel around the great rivers and mountains? What's the future of this backcountry? Can you leave now and I'll prepare enough money for you? " The monsoon smoke is going crazy. When did she work so hard as a lazy and accustod cultivator?
"No way." Gong Zhengyu's smiling response.
At the beginning, he walked out slowly from his grief. He wanted to leave Xiaoyao Valley and go outside to fulfill his elder brother's wish. However, seeing the unstable Xiaoyao Valley just established, Gong Zhengyu chose to stay.
At first, monsoon smoke was very moved. Now she just wants to catch up with others!
"I hate you." The monsoon smoke fell on the jade table.
ng Fusheng looks at the scene in front of him and feels embarrassed. He imdiately turns his head at the thought of the girl he still follows behind him. Sure enough, the girl has been completely scared.
"Cough." ng Fusheng coughs a little. The monsoon smoke noticed the appearance of ng Fusheng. She pointed to ng Fusheng and said, "swallow all the scrolls you sent!"
ng Fusheng almost didn't laugh, but because of the presence of outsiders, he could only pretend to be serious: "Your Majesty, I have sothing to report to you here."
"What is it?" The monsoon smoke has no loveable opening.
ng Fusheng said everything he found at the entrance of Xiaoyao Valley, and pushed the girl saved by Yang Jian to the front of the monsoon smoke.
After slling the words, the monsoon smoke imdiately sat up straight and glanced at the shivering girl, which made the monsoon smoke slightly stunned.
In the timid girl, the monsoon smoke clearly saw a purple air enveloping her. Although it was very weak, it still existed.
Ziqidonglai?
Monsoon smoke slightly a Leng.
This kind of purple gas can only be possessed by the emperor's life. From ancient tis to the present, but all the people who have purple gas body protection are the life of the emperor. Before, the monsoon smoke had been seen in the saint Dragon Emperor. After the monsoon smoke built China by itself, the sa purple gas also appeared in her.
But Why does Ziqi, which symbolizes the spirit of the emperor, appear on this girl?
The girl's scalp was numb and her legs began to shake involuntarily. The fear and despair in her heart beca stronger and stronger in the silence of the monsoon smoke. Suddenly, she knelt down and said, "my na is Maia, please accept !"
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[a wave of monthly tickets are collected every day. Good night to the babies. ]
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