Chapter 517: Soul: Try again

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Northern Jiangsu justified and said: "I won't."
This attitude actually gave Su Yan the urge to exercise his brother's duties.
He took a deep breath, "Halves are not allowed to participate in politics in all dynasties. His Royal Highness should know, so His Highness thought, how could this palace be?"
Subei responded to the question and commented: "This palace is very smooth, very smooth."
Su Hui's forehead was so blue and straight, how could he be such a young brother.
It's a shame!
He squeezed out a smile and said, "His Royal Highness Ang would really laugh."
Subei accepted this praise shamelessly, "This King feels the same way."
Then he asked the supervisor to put it on the table, and he found a chair like a boneless body to eat fruit.
Su Ju felt that Northern Jiangsu was challenging his patience. "Isn't His Highness going in and out of Fengwu Palace so afraid of getting into trouble?"
North Jiangsu didn't care what he said: "Trouble? It doesn't exist." After all, he was the emperor and he had the final say.
Su Ju felt a bit of a brain pain and was unable to talk to Subei at all.
In the end, he still approved the performance.
However, when criticizing the chapter, his eyes have always been on Northern Jiangsu.
He was not sure what the true intention of Northern Jiangsu was.
But it seems that North Jiangsu really doesn't care the same, he didn't give him a glance from beginning to end.
Su Yan almost broke the brush.
When the award was about to be approved, Su Zhen asked, pretending to be unconscious, "I don't know if Wang Anxiang believes that there is a soul."
North Jiangsu responded quickly, "Believe." But is there a ghost in this world?
He asked 748 with some curiosity: "88 ..." Before Northern Jiangsu finished asking, 748 said indifferently: "No."
Subei smacked his mouth, really perfunctory.
Su Yan moved slightly, and calmly continued to ask: "Why does An'an believe?"
Subei sat up from his chair and said solemnly, "This matter is a long story ..."
With a click, the brush broke.
Su Yan calmly threw away the broken brush, "then short story."
Subei withdrew the posture to tell the story, "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it."
Then he got into the chair again.
So Su Yan's new brush, which he just changed, died in his hand again. "How long is your story?"
When he said this, he had some clenched teeth.
North Jiangsu said lazily: "A long, long time ago, when I couldn't remember when, I suddenly got my soul out."
Then there was deathly silence.
Su Yan choked with a sigh of breath in her chest, which was called a discomfort.
He said word by word: "Then what?"
North Jiangsu took it for granted: "There is no more."
Su Yan closed her eyes and restrained her desire to kill Subei. "This is why you believe in a soul?"
North Jiangsu replied: "Isn't this reason enough to prove?"
Su Cui silently revised the final book, "Should His Royal Highness go?"
Subei stretched his neck, "Is it done?"
Su Chen responded, "Well, Your Highness, please return." If you let him stay, Su Yan would really be unable to bear it.
Upon hearing this, Northern Jiangsu got up and said, "That King is gone first."
Su Yan looked at the broken brush on the table and felt upset.
I don't know what Feng Qianlu found there.
Another early dynasty, North Jiangsu accidentally overslept, and did not go.
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