Chapter 1197: is rather jade, not for the whole

Gu Xinglang stood up, and the great witch said that when the seedlings were out of the crowd, then it was a catastrophe, and the former dynasty was destroyed. Gu Xinglang looked at the person standing by the tree. This person is a human being, and this person can only be the seedling person of that year.
"Let's go," the man stood up straight.
Gu Xinglang said: "Where are you going to take me?"
"You can also go out and find the monk," the man walked to the depths of the forest.
Gu Xinglang picked up Su Ying and followed behind the people.
For three days, Gu Xinglang did not leave the forest, but the ground in the hollow of the forest was rotten and smelly, and the smell was blown by the wind and spread throughout the Everest.
What kind of things will make such a stink?
Before the advent of the war, the first time people lived in the Yongsheng Temple.
Guining always wanted to spread the news from the evil forest. Unfortunately, after he returned to the Zen Room, he was asked to be under house arrest and could not take a step in the Zen House.
On the fifth day of Gu Xinglang’s entry into the evil forest, there was heavy snow on the top of Mount Everest. Fu Boyuan finally saw it through Mo’s permission and was trapped in the Zen Room.
Guining this time, the next circle of black eyes, the eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, look anxious.
Fu Boyuan concealed the Zen room door and walked to the front of Guining in a few steps. The small voice: "Have you down?"
Guining refers to the window.
Fu Boyuan looks at this closed window.
"Hey, hey-"
There was a cry from the window, and Fu Boyuan said with a sigh: "Pills? He sent a drug man to come and look at you?"
Guining stared at the window and biting her lips.
Fu Boyuan went to the window and pushed the wooden window and found that he could not push the window with his strength.
"People can't get in," said Ning Ning. "But I have seen how he eats."
Fu Boyuan walked back to the side of Guining.
"I don't obey, our Xuanwu people will become like this," said Ningdao: "This is what Mo asked to tell me."
Fu Boyuan took a look at the tea on the coffee table and took the tea with his fingers and wrote on the coffee table: "Mo asked to decide to send the soldiers back to the city, and Chen will take the troops to leave tomorrow."
Guining looked at the words written by Fu Boyuan on the coffee table.
Fu Boyuan wrote: "Gu Xinglang should have sent this message out. Chen found that Jing Mo was sent, and one of those who were mixed into the believer was missing one."
Guining said a word: "Okay." The news is good.
Fu Boyuan hesitated for a moment, and dipped a little tea, wrote on the coffee table: "Has your mind decided?"
Going back to look at Fu Boyuan.
The drug person outside the window was now called in a similar way.
Guining listened to this cry for a few days, still feeling creepy.
"Your Majesty?" Fu Boyuan whispered.
Guining also took his finger to the tea, and wrote on the coffee table and wrote: "Ning is a jade, not a tile."
Fu Boyuan subconsciously stepped back, seemingly to be scared by the return of the Ning.
Guining looked at Fu Boyuan and wrote on the coffee table: "Do not ask if you die, the world will never have a day."
Fu Boyuan stepped forward again, his fingers dipped in tea, and wrote on the coffee table: "If Ruochen is acting in front of the line, Gu Xinglang can't bring his majesty out of Yongsheng Temple. How is this good? He has entered the evil forest. Not going back five days."
Guining said: "You don't have to worry about me."
"His Majesty?"
Guining said: "Go, please."
Fu Boyuan sighed a sigh of relief, and squatted down to Ning Yi, and said: "Chen Ming will lead the troops to Yan to return to the city early in the morning, and take care of them."
Guining said: "Go, please."
Fu Boyuan turned to the Zen Room.
Outside the Zen Room, the two servants of the Mo, standing in front of the door, are all respectful.
Fu Boyuan watched the two men close the door and said: "The two are taking care of my family."
"Amitabha," a waiter and a monk read a Buddha number and said: "The generals are assured that the poor will take good care of their majesty."
Sitting in the Zen room, Guining listened to Fu Boyuan's footsteps gradually drifting away. When he returned to God, Guining discovered that he had already had a cold sweat. Unlike Jingmo, Guining has never been a brave person. He is afraid that everything in Yongsheng Temple will make him afraid. He can't sleep, he can't even eat anything, and even think about self-sacrifice, to get rid of this. Let him suffer everything.
It’s just that he is dead. What about his friends?
Let this world become the world of medicines from now on?
The great mountains and rivers, the green mountains and green waters that he has not yet painted, have since fallen into the hands of the madman?
Guining was sitting on the couch in the Zen room with trepidation. He couldn’t ask Mo to bow his head. His soldiers and horses must be in front of the two armies, and they would ask for a blow. Even if it was time, Gu Xinglang could not take him. Bringing out the Yongsheng Temple, he was killed by Mo, and became a drug person. He thought that he also recognized him. He couldn’t paint the paintings that the Princess of the Princess liked in his life. At least he had to do something to let the Princess of the Princess give him a compliment. Things.
Mo asked to sit in his own Buddhist temple and listen to the attendant monks and he retelled the dialogue between Guining and Fu Boyuan.
"Presiding," said the servant, "Fu Boyuan is very dissatisfied with the drug person."
Mo asked to turn the bead in his hand and said: "It doesn't matter if you are dissatisfied. He knows that his armpit may be injured by a drug person. This is enough."
Guining in the Yongsheng Temple, Fu Boyuan dared to abandon his family's life regardless of his life, then he dared to abandon the life of Ning Ning regardless? Mo asked to believe that Fu Boyuan did not dare, Guining was brought to the Yongsheng Temple by him, and then died because of his betrayal, then there is no longer a Xuanwu person can accommodate Fu Boyuan. From the point of view of the human heart, Fu Boyuan is dissatisfied with the drug person's affairs, which does not just explain that this person cares about the life of Guining?
"Hosting," outside the Buddhist temple, there was a voice of a servant.
"Come in," Mo asked.
This servant is humane: "Hosted, the next day's masterpiece caught, but he, he took the poison and killed himself."
Mo asked to raise his hand and sleeves, and the door of the temple seemed to be opened by the wind.
The body on the ground outside the door bleeds and looks purple and black.
"He won't feel pain before he dies," Mo asked.
The servant said: "Poverty and incompetence."
"But," Mo asked. "It is the masterpiece of the next day. The family of this person must be in the hands of Jingmo. He will not confess anything."
"The corpse?"
"Throw it into the back mountain," Mo asked to raise his hand, and the door seemed to be carried by the wind, shut it up.
The servant dragged the body away, and the face of the corpse smashed on the steps, and the face was smashed off a large piece. The blood that had not completely solidified had flowed to the ground. The black blood melted into the white snow and was smeared. .
Another group of believers who came to protect the Buddha was led by the monks of the Yongsheng Temple and stopped in an open space in the mountains. There are men, women, women and old people in this team. They are shivering by the snow in the mountains, but they are still under the leadership of the old man. They are kneeling on the snow and worshipping the Yongsheng Temple in the distance. That is their heart. Holy land.
To the reader:
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