Chapter 118: Gathering, dreaming

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Chapter 118, Gathering, Dreaming
The feeling of being chilled by Qin step was angered, and my heart was full of anger.
Is this woman being ruined and laughing so happy? Does she know how important a woman's chastity is? Still, she really doesn't care at all?
Her meaning, but also intends to hold the Yan Han, even if she put a green hat on the other side, she has no trace of color?
Is she so useless?
She is born to be a slut!
And he actually produced such a faint heart for this woman!
The next day, the general manager of the Grand Duke Wang Gonggong personally gave a bowl of medicine to Nanxun.
This medicine will be drunk in the past few days, knowing that it is to avoid the soup.
Every time the woman in the harem is favored by the emperor, the next morning, she will take the smuggling soup, and the cold will not allow anyone to have a child.
Other women may not understand the idea of ​​the emperor, but Nancy is very clear, because he is not humane, and the only one who is fortunate is his defender. The poor woman who is competing for this is proud of it.
However, this time, Nanxun drank medicine and felt that the taste of the drug was very different from the previous ones.
Nanxun quickly asked Xiao Ba, "Is this really a soup?"
Xiao Ba said, "It’s not a soup to avoid, it’s a soup. Any woman who drinks this soup will never be pregnant with her children."
Nanxun: ...
"It's very good, it's too cold." Nanxuan's eyes drooped and he drank a bowl of medicine.
Wang Gonggong, the general manager of the city, saw that she was so crispy that she couldn’t help but sigh. The old fritters in this palace have seen too much. I only hope that today’s event will not regret the emperor in the future.
Nanxun touched his stomach and smiled and looked at Wang Gonggong. "There is a prince who has a sneak peek. I am in trouble to tell the emperor. I can't bear his child in my life. Even if I don't have this scorpion soup, I I will also think of myself."
Wang Gonggong looks at her in a subtle way. If Qinmei people know that she is not eating the soup, but the soup?
This harem woman, if it is impossible to give birth to a dragon, this life will be abolished.
Wang Gonggong looked at Qin Meiren's beautiful face. He really couldn't understand why the emperor hated him so much. He would know people the most. He could see that this Qin beauty is a person of personality, and he is much more than a group of women in the harem.
The harem is the most precious, but is it true?
After Wang Gonggong left, Nanxun should be dry and dry, and he also thought of taking a pen and writing on it.
Cuihuan had been squatting for a long time, but I couldn’t tell why.
Nanxun is not afraid of her. Although Cuihuan is a good martial artist, she does not know one word.
"Girl, what are you writing?"
Nan Yan touched her head and smiled and said: "I am making a story, that is, writing a book."
"Mother, you are so interested."
Nan Yan laughed and said nothing, and folded the written piece of paper neatly.
When it was dark, Nanxun took the green ring to the outer hall, and then took out the thick piece of paper written in the day.
Nguyen bit the tip of his finger and drew a complicated character on the paper.
Xiao Ba looked at Nanxun's movements and slammed the earth: "What are you doing, you?"
Nan Yan leisurely said: "I asked you if you could sneak into the dream of a big boss and make a dream. You can't tell me."
Xiao Ba: "I am not a dream animal, of course I have no dream of dreaming!"
"What is the Weaving Dream Beast?" Nan Yan asked curiously.
Xiao Ba: "It is a kind of beast that looks like a pig and can make a dream. But you, are you doing it?"
Nanxun sighed, "Drawing the array method, can't you see it? Since you can't help me, I can only find a way for myself. The cold hate of the Qin step is like a skeleton, always licking His flesh and blood, if this locust cannot be removed, the value of evil thoughts can never be eliminated."
Xiao Ba was surprised: "How do you want to remove this skeleton?"
Nanjiao’s mouth is slightly curved.
Did you forget what happened? I used to be drunk and stunned. I’ve got all the witchcraft secrets of the Orcs. I’ve got it in my mind. One of the secrets is made. dream."
Xiao Ba suddenly realized, "I know! This thick piece of paper is a story you made up, about the big boss last life."
The southern dagger, with his fingers dipped in tea, wrote and painted on the table. "This is a gathering of spirits. This world is apocalypse. I only have to gather aura here to be able to display the dreams."
"Dear, you are really deep into the play, and you have a strong ancient taste when you say it." Xiao Ba said, suddenly thinking of something, the little gossip screamed, "No, this is not a reiki-rich world of comprehension, you This way, you can use witchcraft, but you have to live a long life!"
Nanxun didn't take it for granted. "If you break the job, I will leave sooner or later. When I leave, it is a death. What do I want for that long life?"
Xiao eight:......
Yes, it almost forgot. The original Qin step was already killed by the tyrant. It’s just a miserable death. It’s just an over-exposure to Qin Bu’s use of her body, although now Nanzhao is in the body of Qin Bu’s shake. But the life is only the body.
"Small eight, lend me some spiritual power, the aura of this gathering is still not enough."
Xiao Ba sighed and quickly said: "There are no doors!"
"Small gossip, after I eliminate the value of evil thoughts, you can get merits. You think about it yourself, is the aura of your knees important, or the merits are important, eh?"
Xiao Ba immediately smashed, and a little bit of spiritual power came out and whispered: "You can only give you something, I have to save the strength and break the void, or how to go to the next world? I am with You said, if there is something wrong with the next world, don't blame me."
"Do not worry, baby, don't blame you."
"This is what you said. If you have a problem, don't cry with me, hehe."
With the help of Xiao Ba, the aura in the gathering was suddenly rich, and Nanxun ignited a cold hair, took the ashes and put it on the paper, and then drew the painting. The dream array and the paper with the gray hair were rolled up and lit on the candlelight.
On the south of the mouth, I read the terminology. When the paper was burnt out, she wiped the thin sweat on her forehead and took a breath. "I'm done, seeing the reaction of tomorrow's Yan Han know how this dreaming effect works." ""
On this day, I had a dream.
Every night he dreams back will be awakened by the nightmare of his life, but this time is not the same, not a nightmare.
What he dreamed of was the things of his life, but it was something he had never seen before.
His soul seemed to shuttle to the past, and then he saw the Qin step shaking.