Chapter 747： Dadu Emperor (1) (1/2)

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Before leaving, Qin Muxi looked back at the monsoon flue: ”Do you need me to help you find a national teacher?”

Qin Muzhen remembers that the monsoon smoke is not like the relationship with the national teacher. Although he is not willing to contact the national teacher, but...

Now that it can save the monsoon smoke, only the Guoshixinglou is left.

”The decision of this time is to deliberately conceal the national teacher. If the national teacher knows...”

”No need.” The monsoon smoke shook his head.

Qin Muzhen slightly frowned, and eventually left silently, but this time he did not intend to listen to everything that the monsoon smoke said. After the dungeon, he went straight to the palace and ran towards the residence of Guoshixinglou. And go.

Looking at Qin Muzhen's departure, the monsoon smoke did not react, just looking down and not knowing what to think.

Before the fake old man, and the big man, after Qin Muzhen left, he leaned over the iron bar and looked at the silent monsoon smoke.

”I am jealous, little girl, are you a dying person? It's amazing! Strange, you are a dying person, how can you be locked here?” The old man's face was incredible, in his cognition, dying Isn't it a group of heavenly princes standing at the top of the empire?

Qin Muzhen deliberately suppressed some of the words of the voice, the little old man and the strong man did not hear, but ... but know the identity of the monsoon smoke.

”With the king like a tiger, life and death is not between the thoughts of the Holy Dragon.” Dahan snorted, apparently very dissatisfied with the Holy Dragon.

The two of you said in a word, the monsoon smoke did not open from beginning to end.

Until the two men said that the mouth was dry and ready to fight again, the monsoon smoke that had been head down, but suddenly raised her head, her face raised a strange smile, her eyes circulated, looking Two guys who have been around for a long time.

”You are a poison king? Are you good at using poison?” The monsoon smoked and looked at the little old man.