Chapter 51: 孰 孰 孰 孰 孰 孰 孰 孰

The author has something to say: It's not a pure back pot, it's not purely awkward, it's boring. The pits will be filled, don't worry.
However, when the other half of the mask is also dropped, the entire face is exposed, and you will find that it is not like it. Although the contours of the nose and jaw lines of the two populations are similar, the eyebrows are quite different. Thankful eyebrows, calm and gentle. The graceful eyebrows are high and the eyes are more slender. Although it is definitely a handsome boy, when you look at this aspect, you know that such a person must be extremely difficult to deal with. He was beaten with a pair of blood and blood, so it was easy to open it, but it was vague to see that the person who captured him was another appearance, vaguely a red boy. Although I have never seen the true city of Huacheng, I saw it in red, and I was shocked and angry: "It is you. It is you!"
Huacheng has already shown the truth, saying: "You haven’t answered the question yet. How did Anle Wang die?"
Because his eyes are really stunned at the moment, Xie pity rushed forward and said: "Sanlang!"
Everyone in the cave has been scattered seven or eighty-eight, and Xie pity grabbed him and said: "What's wrong with you? Don't be angry, don't be angry, nothing. You calm down first, nothing..."
He gently stroked the shoulders of Huacheng, and the sound was lower and lower. When she was young, she was angry or sad. Her parents were like this. While he was caressing on his back, he softened his comfort. Therefore, he used this method on Huacheng. Unexpectedly, when it was really effective, there was a trace of chaos in the eyes of Huacheng. After he had been swayed for a while, his lips moved slightly and finally cooled down and precipitated, revealing the clear.
Seeing it, thank you for your relief. Who knows, the breath has not been loose in the end, the next moment, Huacheng suddenly shot, also patted his shoulder.
Under this shot, thankfulness gave the body shape.
He did not guard against the flower city and would do it for him, so he was fixed. He didn't know what Huacheng was going to do, but he didn't worry about himself. He only worried that Huacheng would be out of control like he was. Zhang mouth wanted to ask, but found that not only can not move, but also can not speak, can not help but slightly feel bad.
Although the sadness was completely impossible to fight, one mouth was very hard, and it was full of blood: "You are a sinister dog with a madness! I am eating at home to provoke you?!"
Huacheng with a smile, once again took his head into the ground. After the filming, I lifted it up and said, "How did Anle Wang die?"
Graceful words: "What the is it about you..."
Huacheng is another palm, saying: "How did Anle Wang die?"
Repeatedly, Huacheng always maintained a decent smile, taking his head as a ball and smashing it into the ground nearly ten times. Although it is such a shot, Grace can't die, but it is because it can't die, so it is enough. Even if it is a cast iron skull, it can't stand this way. The grace can't help it. It changed: "You have nothing to do." Will it be a history book?!"
Huacheng sneered: "If everything is written in history, I will ask you what this waste is doing?" He said that he raised his hand again. Grace shouted, said: "It is Lang Qianqiu! It was killed by Lang Qianqiu!!!"
The tumbler in the blessings shook, and then swayed violently.
He was so swaying too much that he couldn't push him down, and finally he watched the fall of the tumbler fall out and squirmed on the ground. Huacheng did not return, but it was a spell. A burst of red smoke exploded, and Lang Qianqiu’s figure jumped from the fog.
He is a noble day, and he has never suffered from this in his life. He said that he is angry and said: "What do you do with blood and people, and you will come? I am a friend, and you say who killed him!"
When I saw him suddenly, he was shocked and said: "You are Lang Qianqiu? How are you here?!"
Lang Qianqiu also couldn't figure out why he would be brought here, but he was just overwhelmed by the accusation of Grace. He had to tell him clearly: "The king of Anle is obviously sick, why do you inexplicably say that I killed him!"
Huacheng looked at it with a cold eye. He didn’t take his head as a racket again. He also smacked it with him. He said:
The shit’s death is only your letter. It’s not long before the golden feast, he died, definitely You assassinated! It’s not that you killed the old dogs that you Yongan killed."
He was so snarled, Lang Qianqiu was so angry that he said: "No wonder everyone said that the green ghosts are inferior. When you see them today, you are really inferior."
He blurted it, but it just touched the scale of the grace. After the fame of fame, hundreds of years have been ridiculed by all the gods and ghosts, and they hate this festival. They hate this festival and immediately change: "I am inferior, it is better than you are stupid. Zhang mouth closed friends, what is peaceful coexistence, fairy Musicians and Yongan people can become friends? There is peaceful coexistence? You are as jealous as your aunt!
Listening to his irony of his parents, Lang Qianqiu angered: "Stop! My father and mother are a sincere, they are not awkward, you can not insult them!"
Grace said: "But after a group of rebel thieves, a big dog face! Where is Chi Cheng? To the Xianle people to seal the king's land? Good shameless, holding something stolen from others to give others. You Everything that I have is all ours!"
Lang Qianqiu was not good at rebutting, saying: "You! You..." was actually stuck. When I saw him, he was so angry that he was very happy. He decided to make him more awkward. Haha said: "But even if you kill the happiness, the child will die and earn, and Xianle will die, and you will lose one." Golden Temple. It’s a pity that you didn’t kill you together, and taught you to taste the aftertaste!

Wen Yan, Lang Qianqiu stayed, said: "...What do you say?"
Thanks to the heart, secretly complained.
He couldn't wait to jump up like Huacheng to take the picture back to the ground and let him shut up. However, Huacheng settled his figure, and he couldn't earn this spell. Lang Qianqiu said: "What is it that didn't kill me?"
Grace asked him to comment on his inferior revenge, and he proudly said: "What kind of life is what kind of life, your stupidity spans a hundred years, which makes me open my eyes. You don't want to think about it. Xianle people can die of your Yongan." If there is any one who does not hate you, then it is not worthy of being a Xianle person! You are really a good person in the royal family and will be handed over to your future Yongan royal family?? It is just to set the bottom of your palace, convenient layout plan, blood wash Your birthday banquet!"
Xie pity is still struggling, Lang Qianqiu is the whole person is stunned. For a long while, he was very arrogant: "...Anle King, and the National Teacher, is it all the way?"
He only used the teacher and his friends to collude and bully him. He was full of grief and anger. Who knows, but calmly said: "National teacher? What do you say that demon and heart? Who is with him?"
Lang Qianqiu listened to him and asked him, and confused: "You...you said that you want to wash your golden banquet, but you can wash your golden banquet. It is obviously a national teacher. Isn't they all the way? I..." It is.
Graceful said: "Ghosts know what the demon road is, and shut him down! Lang Qianqiu, you listened well: Your Yonganguo's golden banquet is a wash of Xianle people! Originally, Anle has already put the dog on the banquet as planned. The rebels are killing the light, who knows that the strange Chinese teacher suddenly came in. Anle thought that things were revealed, and hurriedly fled back to ask me what I saw when I saw it. Who knows that I heard the golden banquet that night. It’s your national teacher, and it’s already wanted all over the country.

Lang Qianqiu took a while to react and said: "If this is the case, then why didn't you say it earlier??"
Grace said: "Do you have a problem with your brain? Why should I say it? Is it good for someone to help the top pot? Can I raise this lie and you can do it?" When he said it, he gloated: "Oh, I understand." You dare not believe it? I heard that you later nailed your master to the coffin, hahahahaha, you are confused, you kill the wrong person!"
Thanks for closing his eyes, listening to his full of vicious laughter, his heart snorted.
Lang Qianqiu gave him a sizzling bang, saying: "...false!" and turned sharply, rushing to pity: "If it is true, even if he does not say, then you? Why why not? Say?!"
Grace spit out a broken tooth and said: "Who is this fucking? Are you so many people coming to my house to open a party?"
No one cares about him, Lang Qianqiu asked for pity: "If you didn't do it, you clearly didn't kill, why do you admit it?!"
At this time, thank you for being loose.
Huacheng finally unlocked the spell that fixed him. However, I am afraid that it is already a little late. Lang Qianqiu waited for his answer, thanked the pity slowly, stood up, lived the bones of the living wrist, half awkward, spit out a few words:
"A nonsense!"
Originally, Lang Qianqiu thought that he would say "really, that is what he said." However, thankfulness only said these words in a cold voice, but completely denied the statement that Grace said that he was in his favor. Grace is not happy, said: "Who do you say nonsense?"
Thank you, "You."
He looked down at the grace and said: "Through it, it’s all empty, what evidence does you have to prove that the banquet is a descendant of the royal family?"
Grace seems to be funny, saying: "If you kill it, you will kill it. What evidence is there? And this has been going on for hundreds of years. What evidence can there be?"
Thanks to the pity: "So I said that you are a nonsense. Xianle and Yongan are both old dynasties. They have already disappeared. So now you still have the old things to provoke, what is the point?"
He sighed with a sigh of relief, as if he remembered something and raised his eyes. Xie pity turned to Lang Qianqiu, and the tone was peaceful and plain: "I killed your father, you saw it with your own eyes. At that time, I was not stunned for a second time, my heart was unwilling, and I made a big mistake. It is mine." However, I thought that there is no need to involve irrelevant people. This person is arrogant, and he does not hesitate to pour dirty water on Anle Wang, but it is necessary to retaliate against you and say that he is inferior."
It would be funny to teach others to listen to this conversation. The murderer title of a cruel murder case is still vying for contention. I don’t know if I think that the banquet is a great achievement. Lang Qianqiu’s thoughts were chaotic, and he thought for a long time, saying:
Yes...you are not others.

It is clearly what he saw with his own eyes. That night, he rushed into the Golden Temple, and saw the national division of the black man pull the long sword from his father's chest. At that moment, his father, the king of Yong’an, also extended his hand to him, not yet mad. It was after he rushed to the scene that he dropped his hand.
At this time, the grace lying on the ground suddenly said: "Prince cousin, is it you?"