Heroic Wife Reborn

"Go to the sky to cross your robbery."

Desperately breathing but unable to struggle, Master Feng Lin remembered when he left the Yongsheng Temple, Master asked what he said to him. Everyone lives in the world and has his own robbery. Shaolin Shaoshi looks at his face and is indifferent. He wants to send himself to the girl of the undead country. Suddenly, he is a flash of thought in his mind. Is this his robbery? It seems that they started from the first meeting, they are enemies, and there is no room for change.

"Princess!" Cheng Guan vigorously swayed the little boss of the jade, but the princess of the princess looked at the very slender right-handed but did not move. "Princess, do you want me to ask you?" Bloody, asked the little path.

Ask for this word, let Yu Xiaoxiao hear some ears, a finger, loosen the throat of Master Shaolin. She still has no understanding of the rules of the game in this world. Looking at Cheng Guan is so afraid of Wen Fenglin's death, maybe Wen Fenglin really can't die?

Seeing that Jade Xiaosong had a hand, Cheng Guan took a deep breath.

A few people in Beiyuan looked at the throat of Xiao’s little hand and left the throat of his own teacher. He was relieved, but still could not come forward.

"Why do you hate me?" Fenglin Shaoshi gasped for a few times, barely took a breath and asked Yu Xiaoxiao.

Yu Xiaoxiao said: "You are not doing the right thing with me?"

"You hate my eternal life," said Master Shaolin.

"I just don't like people who are full of lies," said Yu Xiaoxiao. "The Chinese teacher said that he killed you. Will there be an army of five countries to come to us for trouble?"

Master Shaolin said: "So the princess does not kill me?"

"You bring me to the army to see it," Yu Xiaoxiao squinted and said: "In fact, you are dead or alive, and have nothing to do with me." She is not the cruel female emperor whose brain is broken, Wen Fenglin For her jade little one, it is a scum male, who can forget her face, what can be tangled?

Seeing these two conversations can't go on any more, Cheng Guan and Yu Xiaoxiao's novel: "Princess, let's go first, let Wang Sheng Master give the Shaoshi healing."

Yu Xiaoxiao turned and left, Wen Fenglin could not kill, she still stayed dry?

Cheng watched the Shaoshi of the temple and glanced at the jade Xiaoxiao and went out.

Yu Xiaoxiao went down to the last step, and looked at the northern silence where the person was not awake. He lifted a foot and went outside the door of the North Lonely House. The people who followed Wen Fenglin let her look at the fire. It can be seen how deeply the spirit of the Royal Highness Princess feels from the Shaolin Master.

"Less teacher?" A few people in Beiyuan saw Yu Xiaoxiao and Cheng Guan left, and rushed to the front of the couch.

There is a purple and black handprint on the throat of Master Shaolin. It is obvious that Princess Linglong is really trying to kill him.

"Less teacher, we will go back to the temple!" Beiyuan was anxious: "Fengtian wants to die, we will fulfill them!"

I didn’t say these words, but I asked Fenglin’s teacher: “Less Master, how do you feel now?”

Shaolin Shaoshi shook his head, because of the powerlessness and the small amplitude, the voice hoarsely said: "Go and see the northern silence."

Looking forward to the birth of the Buddhist temple, I saw several monks from the Huguo Temple and carried the northern monk monk out of the courtyard. Looking forward to the old man, take a look at the pulse of the North, and then take a look at the back of the shape of the North Silent, and whispered a few humans in the Huguo Temple: "Send him back to the Zen Room."

The monks of several Huguosi temples did not dare to say anything, and carried the northern silence to the Zen room on the right hand side of the temple.

"Northern's injury is very heavy?" Feng Lin, the young master, looked at his life and asked him before and after.

Wang Sheng shook his head and said to the Shaolin Master: "I am afraid that the North will be disabled. If you are poor, you should look at his injuries."

Listening to the old man said that the northern monk may be disabled, the Shaolin Shaoshi gently "ah" a voice, Beiyuan several are angry, unbelievable, the master of the North Silent, smashed a foot and died ?

"The poison in the lesser divisions," said the old man and the younger Fenglin. "The drugs in the barren belt can be matched with the antidote. The lesser one can bear the day."

"Okay," Fenglin Shaoshi should have looked at the old man and said, "Let's go to see the North."

"What about the Chengguan?" Beiyuan anger asked: "He poisoned the lesser, is that right?"

Wang Sheng, the old man, has a low head. He is the monk of the Yongsheng Temple Law Enforcement Hall. It is not the relatives of the Shaolin Shaoshi. This time he followed the Shaoshi to the Fengtian, and he only took the order of the Mo’s question and took a look at the scenery. Whether Fengtian still guards the rules and regulations of the Yongsheng Temple. He can take orders, but he is not qualified to speak, in the case of a younger teacher who wants to kill Cheng Guan.

Master Shaolin closed his eyes and closed for a while. He suddenly chuckled and said: "If the princess really wants to kill me, can you guard me to leave Fengtian?"

The lesser of Fenglin’s teacher was too sharp. The people in Beiyuan closed their mouths all the time, and looked at the Princess Linglong’s injury to the North. They did not dare to tell the Shaoshi that they were the opponents of the Princess Linglong.

Master Shaolin took a breath and ordered: "Go to the soup to be changed."

Looking forward to the old man, this is another way: "Is it going to be the Princess of the Princess?" Think about it, this one has this ability.

"There is nothing in the air," Feng Ling’s sorcerer’s mind is getting more and more faint, and he is brave and awake: “Go and check, Yan’s traces, you can find something.”

"Yes," several people from Beiyuan took the lead.

"Less teacher, do you want to send a letter to the host master?" Beiyuan asked Fenglin Shaoshi.

Master Feng Lin did not answer this time.

Looking forward to the old sigh, he said: "Now we are in Fengtian. Do you think this letter can be sent back to the temple safely?"

“Send the letter back to the temple?” Yu Xiaoxiao said at the time with Cheng Guan Guo Shi: “National teacher, you have never heard a word, is information shielding?”

Cheng Guan said: "What is the screen?"

"Isn't it necessary to kill the person who sent the letter?" Yu Xiaoxiao sat down to the opposite side of the national division and took a look at the small table. Nothing was eaten.

"Amitabha" Cheng has a Buddha statue, and a small novel: "Princess, we must not utterly say that he is dead."

Yu Xiaoxiao squinted his eyes and felt that on this issue, she and the national teacher might have a hard time talking about it.

"I just heard you say that the water is allergic to the pot," Cheng Guan and Yu Xiaoxiao said: "What is the allergy? How can the princess say that the bowl of soup is brushed?"

Yu Xiaoxiao snorted and said: "Why is Wen Fenglin killing you?"

"Princess, you answer my question first."

"When did I say this?" Not good at saying anything, the Princess's Highness can only be stupid.

Cheng Guan said: "When the soup is splashed into the eyes of Beizhou, the princess said this."

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Cheng Guan, this memory really made her sad.

"princess?"

"You must have got it wrong."

"Princess, did you change the soup?"

In the end of the world, sneaking into other people's homes to steal food is a felony. When I came to the new world, Yu Xiaoxiao still upheld this kind of cognition. So the Princess of the Temple said with a smileless expression below the Chengguan Guoshi: "What do you say? Wind too Big, I can't hear."

To the reader:

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