Chapter 67 (1/2)
”The place of the gods,” Gu Xinglang looked at Yu Xiaoxiao and said, ”who is not afraid of the gods?”
God? Yu Xiaoxiao reconfirmed that the eternal life temple is a liar's nest. There is really no God. Where is the God at the end of human life“ If it's bullshit, some people believe it? ” Yu Xiaoxiao asked Gu Xinglang.
Gu sanshao hesitated for a moment and couldn't help asking, ”princess, is this bullshit nonsense?”
”Yes,” Yu Xiaoxiao reached out and grabbed at general Gu's step and said, ”who has nothing to talk about?”
Gu Xinglang looked down at his step and suddenly felt egg pain. This feeling,... It's ok if you don't realize it.
”Where is this eternal life temple?” Yu Xiaoxiao asked, if she had time to set fire or use thunder, she had to pick up the liar's nest.
Gu Xinglang said, ”at the top of Mount Everest.”
”Top?”
”Well, it's the top of the mountain.”
”Mount Everest, Mount Everest?”
The feeling of inability to communicate hit Gu sanshao's heart again, ”what peak?” Gu Xinglang said, ”the top of the mountain is called Everest.”
Jade Xiaoxiao cleared her throat and snorted. She admitted that it was her sb just now. It's normal for the world to have Mount Everest. ”Is that place far from us?” Asked Yu Xiaoxiao.
Gu Xinglang said, ”just look out at the countryside.”
Wangxiang pass, this place name is written down by Yu Xiaoxiao.
Just when the couple returned home, Xianzong was in the imperial study, facing the young master Fenglin, and said, ”Linglong is disrespectful to the young master? Well, is there any misunderstanding? ”
The six monks who followed young master Fenglin laughed and misunderstood. It seems that the king and ministers of Fengtian can only say this.
Maple lin did not take the hat down in front of Hsien Chung, and the voice was very slow. ”Maybe it's a misunderstanding. Your royal highness is very good.”
Xianzong's eyes are black. His daughter won't beat the young teacher of Yongsheng temple, right? It can't be true? Isn't that the truth he's about to hear?!
Master Fenglin said, ”I just learned that Princess Linglong despised my Yongsheng temple.”
”It must be a misunderstanding,” Xianzong sat up straight and said firmly, ”Linglong is as pious as her mother.”
”Saint...” a monk couldn't help telling Xianzong what Princess Linglong had just done.
”Don't be rude,” young master Fenglin scolded the monk in a low voice.