Chapter 2072:

Chapter 2072
Falried was frightened by Bai Wuyou's expression, took a step back, speechless, he threw a few pieces of torn clothes, why did he destroy the cultural relics? Do you want to be so exaggerated?
Bai Wuyou casually picked an oxidized ancient costume in the trash can, squinted his eyes under the warm yellow spotlight, and muttered: "The imperial robe with the Ming yellow dragon pattern in the Northern Song style and the ancient Xixia style. ?"
Bai Wuyou picked up a pair of boots from the trash can again, stunned, "Golden silk dragon pattern east jewelry boots? Although the Dongzhu on these are only the size of pigeon eggs, they are also worthless! Why did you throw them away?"
Farreid: "..."
"Cicada-winged celestial silk brocade robe? You throw it too? These things can be restored to their original appearance after being repaired by professional means! You throw them all away?" As long as it is related to archaeology and antiquities, Worry-Free Worry is extremely concerned , Don’t say that El Reid threw all these things away, even if it breaks a corner, Worry-free can still drop blood in distress, "Wait! You are back? You shouldn’t accompany the master and his wife in the northwest. Should you explore Yuanhao's tomb?"
Falried reluctantly closed his eyes and sighed, leaning against the white wall of the hallway with his arms folded, "Everyone just came back, I haven't had time to inform you."
Bai Wuyou nodded, "Then why are there so many antique clothes at your door? Wait! This is the clothes with obvious Xixia style, your home? You..." Obviously, he began to realize why Falli There will be so many ancient Xixia costumes in the hallway of the De family.
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Farrid squeezed the bridge of his nose and said truthfully: "Master and his mother and a group of people entered the Xixia imperial mausoleum and brought back a person, oh no, you can't call it a human... He has no heartbeat, no breathing, and a corpse. It's also cold all over, and it is said that he suddenly awakened. What did he claim to be called... Ning Lingge, the name... is quite mouth-watering."
Because all the neighbors upstairs and downstairs are like a family, Farrid talks a lot in front of Bai Wuyou.
Farreid does not understand history, after all, he is a foreigner.
As soon as Bai Wuyou heard the name "Ning Lingge", he instantly froze in place, "Ning Lingge? That's the princess who didn't move the family, but was taken away by his biological father." , Prince Ning Lingge, who had his biological father Li Yuanhao cut off his nose last in history, was framed to death by a design without a hidden error?"
Bai Wuyou stood up, pinched Farreid's shoulder and spoke very fast for a long time.
"Bang"! Suddenly there was a burst of water pipes in the guest bedroom!
Farrid's dark green and deep charming eyes shrank suddenly, and he whispered "not good"! Lashing towards the guest bedroom where Ning Lingge was located, he picked up the tattered clothes on the ground as a treasure, put his arms in his arms, and chased after him. He guessed that Ning Lingge's eighth achievement was that Ning Lingge was in Farre. The De family stabbed something.
as predicted!
As soon as Farreid opened the door of the guest bedroom, it was the scene of the disaster. The water filled the golden mountains and began to slowly seep onto the floor tiles in the corridor, and a steady stream of hot water seeped from the cracks in the bathroom door.
Farreid was speechless. He picked up the blanket on the bed and kicked open the bathroom door. He was extremely gentle and polite. He distinguished the location of Ning Lingge with his hearing, threw the blanket in his hand over, and said coldly: " Wrap it up!"
After Farreid threw the blanket out, he saw that the bathroom was the scene of the disaster. The pipe in the wall was smashed and cracked, and the bathtub was also torn apart. Naning Ling's eyebrows rose, and his eyes were full of anger and embarrassment. , When someone broke in, he quickly wrapped himself in the blanket thrown by Farred, and then brushed off the water stains on his face sexyly, and pointed to the broken water pipe: "There is hot water coming out of that place. My skin is almost cooked."
Farreid: "..."
He looked down and saw the puppet male servant who turned into a puppet fell on the ground, with a headache, holding his forehead, sighing, and chanting a word of God, and then looking back at Bai Wuyou, "Thank you to stay here with him, I will go The main valve of the tap water was closed first, and the water pipe burst, which was troublesome."
Bai Wuyou looked at Ning Lingge with a smile, but then stopped Farreid from going, frankly said: "Hey! You don't have to be so troublesome, Xiaofa, you are still not used to living with spells, you see !"
After all, thanks to Wuyou baby, put Ning Lingge's ancient clothes at the end of the bed, and then he signed the seal with both hands, silently chanting the curse, and the silver aura flew to the bursting water pipe, the damaged wall, and the ground torn apart. The bathtub, blink of an eye, these things were restored to their original state under the urging of the Wuyou spiritual power.
In a messy bathroom, everything returned to their original position, the water stains on the ground also receded and returned to the bathtub.
The damaged puppet servant also regained his mobility and slowly climbed up from the ground. He wanted to take the bath towel and continue to bathe Ninglinger, but Ninglinger refused!
Five minutes later, Farid and Bai Wuyou who were waiting outside the guest bedroom heard the sound of voices in the room, asking them to enter, and then the two entered, Ning Lingge had already put on Farrid and stayed. Sitting on the edge of the comfortable black big bed in his black T-shirt and trousers, a pair of wild and icy eyes squinted coldly, staring at them with guard.
"You can put on good clothes in ten seconds. It lasted for five minutes, and you wore it upside down..." Farreid looked at Ning Lingge in the room wearing the reversed T-shirt, squinting with no respect. When Farid entered the door, he still held Ning Lingge's baby saber and butterfly jade pendant in his hand. These two things were just before Ning Lingge was about to take a bath, so he found a place to put them aside.
"Bye Uncle, I didn't communicate with him very smoothly. Master said, it's hard to find you." So I found it.
Bai Wuyou smiled gently and walked to Ning Lingge's side, politely stretched out his hand, "Your clothes are worn upside down, can we change it?"
Ning Lingge surprised the handsome man in front of him. Compared to Farreid, compared to the men and women who brought him back, this extremely bookish man was obviously much friendlier.
Ning Lingge nodded, very cooperative, and said: "This dress has a strange style, the size is wrong, it's too tight, can it be bigger?"
Ning Lingge's physique is sturdy and sturdy. Compared with the slender and slender Falred, he is indeed a lot stalwart. It is no wonder that Falred's clothes are too small for him.
Bai Wuyou patted Ning Lingge on the shoulder and turned to look at Farreid, "Xiao Fa, the Dragon King and Dragon Mother came back a few days ago. The size of the Dragon King is similar to this one. Go and ask him for a clean set. Simple styles come with pants."
Farreid glamorously and elegantly brushed off his messy, artist-like hair, and responded coldly, turned and left the house, went downstairs to the Dragon King’s house and knocked on the door.
(End of this chapter)