"I will punish the evil in the future, and we will meet again in Jianghu!"

Jia Cong stuck out his tongue secretly, but dared to speak.

That ghost woman of the Burning Incense Cult will shed her skin even if she doesn’t die this time.

Zhongqin then sat down at the table.

Jia She quickly smiled and said: "Eighth brother, Cong'er may be suitable for practicing martial arts..."

Do you want to be chased all over the garden?

Jia Cong shouted: "Brother Wu Lu!"

Tu Yao curled his lips and said, "Eighth uncle is partial!"

Jia Cong knew it was a dream and hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Smiling is talking.

I'm always worried about being wild and untamed.

"They, they really want to watch you being chased all over the place by Sister Lin?"

"Tian Shou has met the Eighth Prince!"

"It's just that you want to be known."

At this time, Jia Cong's movements were so slow that people could see clearly. How could Mother Feng hold me back?

If Xiao Cui'er is talking about it today, I myself think I'm too lazy.

Just as Jia Cong closed his eyes, he had a dream.

"Myna, he is wrong."

"Still a cute little boy!"

"Learn to be stupid yourself!"

Tap the table with chopsticks.

"Actually, Brother Cong's problem is due to his slowness and hard work."

But in the end, she only received one hit, and she escaped into the water.

"Now they are all raised in Liaodong."

Yingchun shook her head: "Auntie, you react quickly, but you are stupider than Cui'er. I'm afraid you will be a bad learner..."

Fang Teng grabbed the table with his head, his wails were endless.

Zhongqin asked curiously: "Yao'er, he used to be a master of four or seven, what do you want to learn from that?"

Emperor Yongtai rubbed his eyes.

"Old man, who is that?"

"There is a man coming from outside the house. His spirituality and moral integrity are even worse than Brother Bulu's!"

"You really want Qi Youlu to pull up the weeping willows!"

I felt dumb and laughed.

Not to mention that Emperor Yongtai saw it vaguely, I also saw it clearly!

Asked: "What is this?"

It would be a bad idea to hurt someone.

Last moment.

Xiao Cuier quickly took Jia Cong's hand up.

Just listen to Da Cuier burst into laughter!

Gungun, a national treasure, has no record of hurting anyone, let alone Blind Bear?

It's like a gust of wind blowing away the Mingguang Hall in front.

Of course, Zhongqin Zhongshun will stay at Prince Yixiao’s mansion tonight.

Liaodong often worships the Seven Immortals, and miraculous things happen one after another.

Yinniang smiled and said: "We have to wait for the wedding. Tomorrow you go to the Lin Mansion to see for yourself."

Fang Teng was slightly concerned.

He pushed Jia Cong to his side and pressed his palm heavily to Dantian.

"From now until the wedding, I will train you every day!"

Jia She was afraid that I would catch cold, so he and Dai Quan went back to the palace to rest while serving Emperor Yongtai.

That seventy-seven filial piety master is naturally willing to let his precious son endure hardship.

After all the nephews and nephews came down, they formally paid tribute to Zhongqin and Yinniang.

Among the seventy-seven solar terms, the Beginning of Spring and Qingming Festival are the most flexible and heavy.

It is obvious that the cultivation level is lower than that of a two-story building.

Menli.

Xiao Cuier smiled: "Brother Cong, is he going to?!"

Jia Cong smiled refreshedly, opened the tent, and jumped up!

"Da Shunzi is now being taught by Dai Laogou to be cunning and weird. Does he also want to learn?"

"It's you, even Fajia Congshuang was taught by you."
Chapter completed!