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"It's not necessary. Xu Fengnian's life is very tough, and there is an old monster in the palace. Even if he commits suicide, the King of Hell will probably not accept his life. As for saying goodbye, there is no need, since you and I know each other.

Field, I have to visit Emperor Wu's City to see what your nine swords are like." After saying that, Jing Zhou pushed the swords back to Lao Huang.

Lao Huang laughed, very happily, but also very obscenely, and said two words in succession: "Don't worry."

After a while, Qingniao came back with several bottles of wine. Although Lao Huang's throat was trembling and he was impatient, he did not open the wine, but was waiting for the peanuts sprinkled with salt.

You have to have some side dishes to enjoy your drinking.

After drinking for nearly two hours, Lao Huang left leisurely.

One day later, the door of the small courtyard where Jingzhou was located opened.

After hearing the news, Xu Fengnian stood up straight from the sweet potato body of the big girl, secretly thinking that God has opened his eyes, this bastard Mountain Ghost thing has finally come out, if he doesn't come out again, His Royal Highness will be bored into a ball

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Although he has a white fox face, this person who can attract the attention of His Royal Highness, but this person who is more handsome than a girl has always ignored him. If he is annoyed by him, he will give him some trouble.

Look, Xu Fengnian drank at most two pots of wine to build up his courage, then went to Bai Huerlian's courtyard and knocked on the door twice, and then fled back to Wutong Garden in a puff of smoke.

Having fun alone is not as good as having fun with everyone. When they found Jingzhou, Xu Fengnian got straight to the point and said he was going to pick some wild flowers for fun.

After collecting their things, the two of them went straight to the Purple Gold Building, where they ordered dozens of fragrant beauties and cooked wine and discussed Taoism.

The wine is serious wine, the most expensive flower wine in Zijin Tower. The price of a small bottle of wine is enough for an ordinary person to eat for several months. This is not a serious wine. Either the old trees are blooming or the old trees are rooted.

After some argument, His Highness the Crown Prince was blushing, but he admired the Mountain Ghost's erudition and talent. His Highness, who had been among women eating rouge since childhood, was stunned for a moment when he pointed at the red beans with one finger and diverted the water with two fingers.

If there is anyone in Zijin Tower who is unhappy, it is the old madam Han who still has the same charm as after eating a cart of bitter melons.
Chapter completed!