Vol 10 Chapter 2374: This is really the most touching [6 million words Wang Wang, please kill]

Finally, when she drank, her eyes gleamed with firmness and said, "Well, I will!"
"Oh, this is really the most touching."
Pan Chen looked at Li Jinzhu, who was choked with blood Dan's breath, shook his head gently, and took a sip of shochu.
With tears in his eyes, Li Jinzhu glanced at Pan Chen with unparalleled resentment and grievances, and murmured, "Master, if I have nothing to do, just a vulgar, where can I be you?"
Waiting for Li Jinzhu to swallow all the blood pill, Pan Chen light tunnel ""
Li Zhu was suddenly taken aback
She blushed and her eyes were like water, went outside to disperse all the guards, and ordered them to come in without any sound.
Then go back to Rekang, first grinding off the worn cotton socks, exposing the fine powder carved jade and beautiful little feet.
Then she shivered.
"Okay! Now I use acupuncture to guide you, open your meridians, and help you dissipate excess heat, otherwise I will burn your meridians!"
Pan Chen shook hands, then took out a few silver needles for acupuncture, and said softly.
"Huh? This"
For a time, Li Jinzhu felt ashamed.
It's acupuncture!
that's too regretful!
that's too regretful!
Pan Chen's needle is like running water, his eyes are indifferent, and the peace is extremely extreme, for example, there is no wave in the ancient well.
For him, it was just the appearance of the skin, not to mention, he is now helping her absorb the blood pill, the most important thing is that he has been very clear.
But Li Jinzhu looked at Pan Chen's calm and focused face, but his eyes gradually.
As long as he nodded gently, even hinted, he would fall into his arms, but he had no heart at all, did not use his advantage, even his fingers.
What a noble man this is, nothing that can't see a woman can't compare!
However, as Pan Chen pierced into Zhenyuan and began to refine the blood pill, plump qi and blood poured into the opening of Li Jinzhu's body, she also began to feel and began to spit out crystal sweat beads.
"Master, it's too difficult."
To be honest, Pan Chen loves and hates the Song Dynasty. What he likes most is that during this period, the Han's economy and culture reached its peak, and even the emperors of later generations in the United States could not compare with it. He hated that such a dynasty was defeated militarily, but Jing Kang's shame, the Han's sorrow, and the emperor's hardship.
"Hong Qigong, kill me!" Song Chao jumped up, his eyes spurting on the fire, pointing at Pan Chen, drinking and scolding.
When people drink and scold again and again, even ordinary people will splatter five feet of blood, not to mention the emperor.
"noisy!"
Pan Chen took a drink gently, and the twilight like a morning bell resounded through the drum. With a thump, Emperor Song fell from the sky to the ground, spitting out blood, tinnitus, and his body was weak.
"formal!"
"arrogant!"
"Hong Gong, he has not defeated this thief yet!"
The courtiers around, insisting on their own way, shouted to Pan Chen, they only dared to do so. When he thought that Jia Lidao died peacefully, his steps were like nails, standing motionless.
Hong Qigong frowned slightly. He knew that Emperor Song was very good. The blood was just the embolism of Emperor Song. His weakness was only temporary. After a night of rest, Emperor Song ’s body would be better than ever. Better.
Considering some of Pan Chen's previous words, he seemed to understand some of them.
"what!"
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Longyin was loud, Hong Qigong's palms were moving forward, a golden dragon rolled in, the dragon horn was soaring, and swallowed Pan Chen.
"Hong Qigong, even Tiemu is not the King's opponent, let alone you?"
Pan Chen patted his big hand. A big handprint covered the sky. With a bang, the golden dragon annihilated, and the earth became a big hole.
"The surname Hua admitted that he is not the opponent of the king, but there is no problem to stop it."
The words fell, Hong Qigong's eyebrows lighted up, a golden ring of God enveloped the whole body, a hazy figure stood in the void, and he took a double hand; for a while, the fragrance of the lotus was filled with vanity, vaguely, as if mixed A thick layer. The chicken smells delicious.
"It seems like, call it a pheasant!"
Pan Chen's nose moved slightly, and his heart was a bit strange.
He has already guessed that Hong Qigong's practice is Jinlong, and maybe other, but he doesn't think his practice is a cook, and his way is the same. The road to the kitchen.
"Hey, Ming Wang, to be honest, when I always call flowers to condense, I'm lost, so I don't know."
"It was n’t until later that I realized that Tao was in my heart! So, the original name was Kitchen, because I always love food, what is chicken, what is fried centipede, five precious duck meat. Dudu, that share Taste. So far, the aftertaste is endless. "
Hong Qigong licked his lips all over his face.
"Great! Because of your greedy nature, the chef really suits you. So do you know what the king's way is?" Pan Chen nodded.
"What is this?" Hong Qigong was also a little curious. Although Pan Chen was widely circulated and killed Genghis Khan Temujin, he did not spread his Dharma.
Even if it is spreading, there are different views in the clouds and fog.
"The king's way is the emperor's way!" Pan Chen's silent voice rose with a roaring majesty, and God was as majestic as a prison, oppressing the world, "God of Heaven, go out!"
"Your Dharma is the Son of God! I understand the Son of God, the Emperor. No wonder you are back." This is the so-called flower indifference.
"The road has no heights, but there are strengths and weaknesses. The tunnel is one of the highest roads!"
"It's not good to say more, try a real chapter!"
Called Huaxiao, waving with big hands, the green bamboo pole changed into a shovel, flashing light; meanwhile, Ricky gathered together, Pan Chen's feet, the earth rolled, and a cauldron appeared.
"boom!"
Under the cauldron, the flames rose, the flames were burning, and the smoke was thick; the old flower was scattered on the left hand, a piece of spices fell, and the right hand was shoveling, photographing Pan Chen.
Use the sky as a cover, the ground as a pot, the aura as a fire, and the French as an ingredient to burn the world's delicious!
What a great spirit!
"Hanako is such a good name, he actually took Brother Lin as a cooking dish." Huang Rongwei snorted.
Pan Chen was silent, the emperor was indifferent, looking at the sky, one step, the pot was cracked, and the flames were scattered; a big hand slapped past, crystal clear as jade, dense purple gas, like heaven traversing.
"boom!"
Under the pressure of the momentum, the gap was shaking and ripples. The soldiers of the Song army rushed out, and even the distant courtiers were downcast and quickly retreated.
"What about the country teacher? Master? Why haven't they come yet?" Emperor Song was startled, opened his eyes, and asked weakly.
"In order to inform the official family, the owner of this country has not been shut down; the old emperor is far away, and someone has been sent to call, I think it will come soon." An insider said.
"Yes!" Song Huangsong breathed a sigh of relief. "As long as the old emperor comes, it doesn't matter whether the country teacher comes or not."
For the old emperor, he had enough confidence; could the Song dynasty become a corner, really thinking that Tiemu really wanted to expedite the West and take good care of it? Is it really because of fear of Wudang Zhang Zhenren, Chinese teacher Huang Chang and others?
For these reasons! But the most important thing is because of the master.
The Song emperor clearly remembered that Song Lizong even destroyed the Song dynasty, and the old emperor went north. The two sides finally reached a consensus: let the Jiang Jun they command compete for the power, and the two must never interfere!
Therefore, for most of the First World War, both sides pulled out the martial arts; Man Meng had the advantage of Tieqi, Song Tingwu was strong; but the old emperor and Tiemuzhen had not yet done it. ..
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