The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

She looked a little stupidly at Gu Zheng, who was still walking to the front hall after smiling. When the saliva in her mouth was almost overflowing, she seemed to think of something, struggling towards the bright yellow one in front. Chase.

Some anxiously shouted in his mouth: "Hey, go slowly, wait for me, didn't you say that you want to show us around?"

"Is it suitable for you to go so fast as a guide?"

The rapid change of this tone made the tooth-hardened teeth who always follow her buttocks feel awe-inspiring.

That Minmin who has always been vicious to him, when did he learn the Nanren style, what was it called?

Hey, yes, yelling.

And just after he developed a strong sense of crisis about this, he turned his head again, those guards, monks, and the princess had left here and had gone a long way.

He was alone, facing the ferocious gaze of a group of southerners, and under great pressure.

Suddenly he was a bit wronged. The elder son of Tang Tang's Seven Princes' Mansion was always a sought-after lord wherever he went. How could he become a little pitiful here.

He was very sad and planned to take the only guard next to him to chase after Min Min, who had already submerged in the back door of the hall, but was suddenly blocked by a few strangely dressed peasants behind him. The intersection ahead.

"What do you want to do?"

"Minmin, they won't let me go! Come and save me!"

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had been sneaking down under the guise of a peasant, used his extremely humble voice to respond to Ziyadu's cry for help.

"Uncle Shi, how dare we Southerners trouble the nobles of the original dynasty."

"The little ones are looking at the majestic and majestic and majestic figures of the primitive people, who are incompatible with the tourist attractions of this temple."

"Little ones just think, adults must be heroes on horseback. Naturally, compared with activities like Zen Zen, they should like hunting more."

"Don't look at this mountain, it seems that the products are barren, but because this is a rare place that has not been affected by the drought, the animals in this mountain forest are still rich."

"In addition, this Huangjue Temple can be regarded as a temple that is taken care of by the Buddha. The animals that grow on this mountain are quite spiritual."

"Oh? Really?"

As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang said these words, Zha Ya Du stopped screaming. He was not interested in listening to Buddhism. If it hadn’t been for the first beauty to hang his appetite, where would he have spare time? Stay in such a small temple.

Therefore, he was really fascinated by Zhu Yuanzhang's rhetoric.

What's more, the loyal person in front of him was so confident when he said these things, and at first glance, he was very credible.

In fact, what Zhu Yuanzhang said to Zha Yadu was not a lie to relieve Gu Zheng.

This Huangjue Temple is favored by animals, and the people in their temple have witnessed it with their own eyes.

It was the day that Gu Zheng took over as the presiding officer. After the inexplicable yellow light was released, in the original back mountain, in the endless hills connected to it, there would be animals from time to time. Come to this small temple to patronize.

In the beginning, the people who came here suffered a little injury and brought some minor illnesses.

Later, I didn't know who among them discovered the potato crop, which was out of control.

From time to time, there will be some monkeys in the backyard. The rabbits are lying there, not daring to make do with others, but with the most pitiful and innocent eyes, they desperately stare at the monks who occasionally pass the vegetable field.

The monks in this Huangjue Temple, except Gu Zheng, are some of the simplest but caring people. Sometimes they can't bear it in their hearts, so they feed the rations they have left to those who are eager. Animals also affected by the drought.

The animals are not stupid either.

Whenever there is a disaster or a disaster, it starts to surge up this mountain.

Just like Zhu Yuanzhang, who left Huangjue Temple early, only saw that on the day of the Buddha's Guangpudu, many animals suddenly appeared around here.

He hadn't seen those spectacular scenes where the back door was blocked by dozens of monkeys.

But no matter what, he still flicked the young master in front of him.

There were not many people in the group. The five people on Zhu Yuanzhang's side, together with the three of Zha Ya Du, began to march towards the stretch of back mountains.

Since Zhu Yuanzhang's group of people suddenly mingled in the crowd, those quite alert villagers found them.

However, after seeing those familiar faces despite some changes, everyone closed their mouths tacitly.

After Zhu Yuanzhang's group of people took away the sloppy Zha Ya Du, these villagers dared to really relax and talk about the situation of their fellow villagers who had been away for many years. .

"Hey, have you seen it, Big Brother Xu is back."

"I saw it, Guo Xing is also inside."

"The Master of No Desire let their three protected little junior brothers be among them."

"But have you seen it? That little monk has put on mundane clothes and has grown up his hair."

"What's the matter with this? Master Wuyu told Xu Da's family back then."

"They didn't go out to travel with you. What is that word called, yes, help."

"It is said that this little monk has great luck, and the scene in the Huangjue Temple is also because of the changes brought about by this little monk."

"You said, isn't it true? I think this is the master of wantlessness to excuse himself, and he doesn't want to be too public."

"Yes, that's the case with Taoist monks!"

The villagers' speculations are no longer what Zhu Yuanzhang, who started to climb the back mountain, can take into account.

All of his mind was placed on the body of his subordinates who surrounded him, and if there seemed to be nothing to surround the few primitive people in front of him.

After several years of running-in and communication, these people can understand the other side's thoughts and thoughts by looking at each other. As expected, in the process of going up the mountain, they completed the formation that they planned to fight quickly.

"Om"

A slight air piercing sound sounded beside the original man in front.

The two guards who were responsible for protecting the safety of the son were the first to react.

Their hands were pressed against the scimitars on their waists, and the words to remind their masters were also spoken.

"You rioters, what are you going to do?"

But what greeted the primitive guard was a crossbow arrow that broke out of his chest from behind, and a few sharp blades that were not inferior to the machete in his hand passed through his chest afterwards.

"Shizizi, be careful!"

And as one person fell, the other person subconsciously blocked the direction of the sneak attack with his back facing the direction of the sneak attack, pouting and crawling up in front of the Zha Ya Tuk, clanging before he could pull the knife out of his hand. The scimitar of the sheath resisted the next wave of sneak attacks.

Seeing that the hand crossbow in his hand did not achieve the effect of a sneak attack by the person next to him, Gao Dexing was somewhat disappointed.

He spit on the ground, then casually pinned the small crossbow to his waist.

Such a not-so-big weapon, under the cover of the dress of the original dynasty's long robe and waist, is really invisible to ordinary people, and it also hides such a big murderous intent.

And Gao Dexing, who missed a hit, just complained: "M's, Guo Ying, you are still adept at bowing horses."

"I really don't know how you can hit the bullseye every time with this crossbow without a precise head, and you can take your life back."

"I'm really not used to it. I'm sorry everyone, this person will be handed over to me."

After finishing speaking, Gao Dexing just made up for his work. From the other side of his waist robe, he drew out a Daming Fujun-style embroidered spring knife, leaped forward, holding the handle high, and heading towards the only remaining fruit of the kung fu. The original guards chopped off.

The two people only fought in an instant, and it seemed that this posture was actually a moment and a half, and it seemed that there was no way to tell the outcome.

And Zha Ya Tuk, who had been reminded by his personal guards, slipped under his feet, and the indescribable bird in front of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ crashed on the raised rocks on the hillside, let alone I ran away quickly, and the screams that followed because of the pain were enough to make the listener cry and sad.

He didn't care about his own life now, his hands just covered his crotch desperately, and there was only one thing in his mind.

TM's, Minmin Temul, the first beauty of the Ohara dynasty, is actually nothing.

I knew that I had bumped up and lost my head. In so many days and moons in Ohara, I should directly deal with her with force.

Otherwise, how could it be like today, because of the tiredness of this girl, and get into the current situation of life and death.

At the moment of life and death, there is always a time when people are relatively sober in their heads.

It's just that the luck of this Zhayadu is not too good, he rarely wakes up this time, and it is also accompanied by a few sharp blades that follow.

The remaining few people who followed, except Zhu Yuanzhang, still did not draw out their weapons. The rest, including Li Shanchang, a self-proclaimed literati logistics minister, also took out the weapons they were wearing, and stepped forward to chop a few. Knife.

This is the eldest son of the royal family of the Ohara Dynasty.

Authentic royal relatives.

In this life, such a well-known figure with a surname will be able to make a mark in the history books even if he is killed in battle in the future.

As for their lord?

How can there be any reason for the Lord of the World to do this personally!

So when these people were very excited and bloody, they chopped Zha Ya Du into mud, and turned around to help Gao Dexing clean up the guard, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was watching for a while, retreated out of the circle subconsciously.

Why are these people so scary?

In the past few years, I have encountered a lot of troops from the original dynasty, and I have never seen a few of them so excited.