"It's not me! I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhongshun quickly grabbed Yinniang and pretended to ask questions.

He didn’t even dare to look at Zhongqin.

He really can't afford to offend this sixth brother.

Zhongqin chuckled, let go of Xiao Cui'er, and slowly knelt down in front of Emperor Yongtai's knees.

"Father, my son is back."

Emperor Yongtai smiled and looked left and right at the six sons of the dragon who could not see its head or tail

She reached out and pulled him up: "Xiao Liu."

"Aren't you going to your elder brother's place to hunt?"

"Where's Coal Ball's son-in-law?"

"Absolutely not. You teach him your inner strength method."

"Eighth uncle, eldest aunt, Yao'er, Da Cui'er, brother-in-law..."

The rest of the people also dispersed.

"It's been a bad few months since I last saw my father."

My internal cultivation is shallow, so I can’t distinguish those things clearly.

A small bear appeared in his eyes, accompanied by two big bears, and Menglan followed in front of him.

"This is a mental method that needs to be remembered!"

"Why are they all born exactly the same?"

"I pestered you to teach."

Yinniang asked quickly: "Qi Youlu?"

"Let me show you slowly!"

What would happen if I fell into Tutu Yuan’s previous life?

Jia She laughed!

The collective action took place and the whole place was dazzling.

"Dafuzi, Youshe, Ruibin, eight of them came out."

After a while, he smiled and said: "Cong'er, you have to ask someone."

It is also the swordsmanship of Zhongqin Yinniangshanmen.

Every word is clear to Fang Teng, and it goes straight into Fang Teng’s ears.

"Go to the front and meet Brother Meulu first!"

"At the end of this year, my elder brother and sister-in-law will return to Beijing to visit relatives and worship their ancestors, and we will bring them back together."

Da Cui'er poured a full glass for Zhongqin and said with a smile: "Dad, drink."

That great-uncle Fang is more reliable than Jia Daishan, a kind old man!

The old Taoist priest sounded like a bell with a special sound.

"Auntie will teach you personally!"

Emperor Yongtai didn't get up, but once he got up, he touched the furry ears of briquettes.

Tongyun smiled and said, "To tell you the truth, my future grandma will be taught by you two."

Tu Yao asked curiously: "Eighth uncle, did the mother-in-law bring the briquettes out of the mountain?"

Tongyun Xianyue learned it from Kong Mingxia in Haixia.

Fang Tengling is practicing her sword in the palace, and the sky is freezing.

Confusing people.

After all, Yinniang is a man, so it is naturally more convenient for you to teach boys than to be loyal and obedient.

"They also said that Brother Xun looked silly when he scratched his hair."

Zhongqin became interested, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Fajia Congshuang, Tongyun Xianyue, the seven of them come out to compete!"

"Did you find it?"

A moment ago.

Everyone saw it and smiled again.

She covered her forehead and shouted: "Big Cui'er!"

Emperor Yongtai clapped his hands and laughed: "Are the boss couple coming back?"

Zhongqin took the glass and drank it in one gulp.

He took back his hand a moment ago and asked: "You bastard, why do you keep saying that?"

That palm was struck with all his strength after he had greatly improved his cultivation.

"You bastard, how lazy is he?!"

Zhongqin got up and walked back and forth under the platform of Ningxiangju.

After performing all the movements, Fajia Congshuang is still slightly better.

Jia Cong has always been able to adapt, so his internal strength is sufficient.

Xiao Cui'er's swordsmanship is now Yu Taoist's "Ice Swordsmanship".

Zhongqin thought Xiao Cuier was trying to help Jia Cong get away.

Unexpectedly, he jumped directly to the door.

It's been a little while, and several weeks have passed.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already light.

It's like seeing a living ghost!

The smile on Zhongqin's face quickly faded.

This guy is a monster!

Zhongqin said cheerfully: "No, any tools are useless. The soldiers only hugged the briquettes son-in-law."

The little head of the coal ball is placed under my knees.

Tongyun Xianyue and Fajia Congshuang also laughed together.

Zhongqin rolled his eyes at me.

"It's really wrong to accept a disciple."

What I can see behind my eyes is still the seven Buddhas in the Wanchun Pavilion.

Seeing Jia Cong, the power of the ice sword in my hand instantly froze!

At least point out moves and body techniques.

They are still flying all over the place, looking behind and suddenly in front.

Looking at the Western pocket watch again, it was only after eight in the morning.

"Of course, we will be taken out of the mountain by the soldiers."

Emperor Yongtai was tired and took a nap under his chair.

"Great-nephew meets great-uncle."

Zhongqin looked at me with a half-smile.

He suddenly raised his voice and shouted in the air: "Uncle Eighth! Uncle Eighth!"

Jia Cong breathed a long sigh of relief and sat cross-legged.

"Auntie, don't teach Seventh Sister!"

Make a loud "bang" sound!

"Tian Shou, are you used to being an owl squatting under a tree?"

Jia Cong secretly circulated his true energy, only to feel that it was a world of difference compared to usual times.

Are the scabby monk and the lame Taoist evil spirits?

"Now I'm afraid I'm just a little weaker than Princess Bi and Princess."

Seven people performed the body skills taught by Zhongqin at the same time.

Yinniang smiled and said: "That child is cold-eyed. Senior brother taught me some of our body movements under the sea."

"This little bear was in tears all the way back to the camp. No one was willing to hurt it."
To be continued...