Chapter 831 (1/2)
”Money, no money! Where's the money from! ”
”I'm a master of huangquan Road, the poorest of the six masters. I'm really in charge of huangquan Road, but there's no oil or water in it.”
”Feng brother, female emperor, or you can beat me!”
”It's not that you don't give money, but that you really don't have money!”
Father Zipao is shocked when he hears that. Who is my father Zipao? He can't get in or out! How can I give you money
Even if my purple robe is killed, don't try to get a stone out of my hand.
No one in the world can find the place where my ancestors hid their treasures.
I would rather be beaten up if I spent money to buy peace.
I've been mixing for so many years. I haven't seen any scene. It's not only coquettish, waves, but also cheap. It's still a piece of meat.
Heaven and earth, who can get the treasure from my ancestors.
”No money! I don't want to give it to you! ”
”Son, speak with conscience. How dare I speak nonsense in front of the empress? If you don't believe me, please search!”
”It's true that you're poor, but there's another possibility that you cry for poverty on purpose.”
”Boy, believe it or not, anyway, my ancestors are here. You can't read them if you have money or not?”
”Sister Shengwang, take the sword! You know, my little brother never likes to be forced to do things. Whether he is really rich or intentionally crying for poverty, this is the end of today's business. ”
Ancient Huang's palm folding fan is just unfolding in a moment. It's so gently waved. There's a very calm smile on the corner of his mouth. No one can guess what he thinks in his heart.
”Good!”
The Saint King waved the sky, and the sword that was blocked all over the sky disappeared in an instant. He had absolute trust in the ancient wasteland, only a pair of cold eyes were shining with a bit of cruelty.
It's a good hobo meat, but it's a pity to meet a big devil.
There's a good play today.
”What do you mean, boy?”
”Isn't it to say that a capital crime is excusable, and a living crime is inevitable?”
”This is to let my grandfather go. If you don't fight today, you won't have a chance in the future.”
”I'll give you one last chance and leave without hitting me.”
Zipao's ancestor stood up doubtfully, and stepped back a step. He walked directly to the edge of huangquan road. As long as he swayed his body slightly, he could step back directly.
But the more so, the more restless his heart is. Who knows what bad moves this kid has.
However, no one is hiding in all directions, and there is no powerful technique and magic.
Even if it's too late for the exhibition, if it's back in huangquan Road, it's my place.
And I still can continue to wave, continue to coquettish!
”Well, come from there, and hurry back there!”
”I don't have time to waste with you!”
”Sister Shengwang, you are here just in time. I want to tell you something suddenly.”
”About your worries about the coming crisis...”
”Well, this is not the place to talk. Let's go back and talk about it.”
The folding fan in Gu Huang's hand closed in an instant, and the smile on his face also solidified. His expression was solemn and serious.
Crisis, the end!
Tut tut!
With the purple robe, which is greedy for life and afraid of death, we will never miss it.
In the coming crisis, Emperor Tianhuang left behind his backhand behind the gate of latitude, but it is not enough to rely on his backhand alone.
That's the ultimate killer. It can't be used at the beginning.
”Come on, little brother guhuang, go back and say that this is not the place to talk.”
The holy King's cool eyes twinkled with wonder. He did not know whether the ancient wasteland was true or false at the moment, whether it really knew the information of crisis, or whether it was just for the purpose of fooling purple robe.
Forget it, just follow the words of the little devil.
Fengjiuyou old man and Wanhua emperor were astonished for a long time. After all, this crisis had early signs, so Tianhuang boy left behind.
The door of latitude cannot be opened without crisis.
For this reason, they guarded the seventh century, but never left.
Even before the seventh century, when the empress died, they did not help.