Chapter 695: How did you meet ghosts?

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"Who is it?" Zhong Mingwei wrinkled his eyebrows abruptly. "Is the king of Huijun?"
Last time, King Huihui deliberately attracted Zhong Mingwei to make a fuss about Xiao An ’s death, and defeated An ’s door and Prince Rong, but Zhong Mingwei refused to be a complete and thorough person. Zhong Mingwei naturally thought of King Huijun first.
"No," Pang Yi shook his head, paused, and said in a deep voice, "It's the Imperial Forest Army."
...
Chen Qingxuan arrived in the front yard, and watched Fang Zuotang and a man wearing a black cape and a black hood enter the front yard. He stood under the gallery, watching Fang Zuotang's warm smile on the person's face. In my heart, I was secretly afraid, what a terrible character, even Fang Zuotang is so diligent, naturally not an ordinary person, the official rank should not be under Fang Zuotang, it must be from the top of the fourth grade, but it is such a powerful character Work hard to come to see Zhong Mingwei ...
So what is his identity?
"Qing Xuan, didn't you say you came to play chess?" When Chen Qingxuan couldn't understand right or left, Gu Changlin came over and called him, "What are you kiddie doing here? I have all my chess set, come in quickly."
"Oh, yes," Chen Qingxuan recovered, and after Gu Changlin entered the courtyard, he sat down at the stone table and smiled to Gu Changlin, "Mr. Gu, please first."
"I know your kid is respecting the old and loving the young, but it's not as big as Ming Wei. The kid is not forced to move my veteran without taking a few steps," Gu Changlin smiled and reached out and moved the gun to the center , While the mountains and rivers are authentic, "Be the gun!"
"Mr. Gu, why didn't you change the trick? Every time ..." Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, but he couldn't laugh anymore, he stared straight at the vermilion "cannon", And the one behind it ... "Handsome", I suddenly remembered the early morning of that day--
"What are you doing? Is it to see that the stupid girl is dead? If it is not dead, will you make up for another knife ?!"
"Chen Qingxuan! What do you know ?! You don't know anything, why talk to my family like this ?!"
"Then what do I need to know? Is it true that this world really has a wolf-hearted negative heart? Or do you know that the girl is blind ?!"
"Chen Qingxuan, I warn you! I respect you as a scholar, but if you dare to be sloppy, I will do the same!"
"I should fight, what about him?"
"Boom!"
"His Royal Highness! How are you doing? Highness, your ... you endure a little ..."
"You are looking for death, you know?"
"Pang Yi ... forget it."
...
At that time, Pang Yi was like a gun guarding the front of the handsome man. He was guarded in front of Zhong Mingwei. He looked at himself with the kind of cold eyes that seemed to endure in the next second. Can't help but pounce on himself.
By the way, what did Pang Yi say at the time?
Is ... Your Highness?
Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei ... his surname is Zhong?
Why is there such a coincidence?
How can it be? !
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"Boy, you should go!" Gu Changlin looked at the dumb Chen Qingxuan on the opposite side and patted his hand impatiently. "Boy, what do you want? The soul is gone!"
"Sir, I'm not very comfortable, so I won't play chess with you," Chen Qingxuan recovered, and put down his chess piece while standing up. "Sir, please trouble with your wife and ... ... Yeah said, I said I would n’t eat here, I ’m so sorry. "
"Where are you uncomfortable? Reach out your hand and I will give you the pulse." Gu Changlin looked at Chen Qingxuan's complexion and it was not very good. Now he put down his chess piece in a serious and authentic way.
"No need Mr. Gu, I just ... Didn't sleep well last night, say goodbye!" Chen Qingxuan shook his head so busy that he didn't say anything, and turned away panicly.
"This kid, how did you see a ghost." Gu Changlin looked at Chen Qingxuan's staggering back and muttered suspiciously.
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study.
Zhong Mingwei sat on the soft couch and listened to the footsteps coming from outside. Then he put down the tea cup in his hand and looked towards the door, watching Fang Zuotang enter with a person covered in black cloak from head to toe. When he came to the room, Pang Yi was standing on the side of Zhong Mingwei, staring nervously at the man from head to toe, his hand silently resting on the handle of the short knife around his waist, ready to sharpen the sheath at any time, he had already I haven't been so nervous for a long time.