Chapter 1666: Human skin mask
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Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss
- 醉卧天下
- 733 characters
- 2021-02-04 08:51:16
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When the village chief saw this, he acquiesced that he did not speak.
The cold color in the flower garden is half-hearted, and the heart is sneer. "There is no black and white, it is not a single mouth. Moreover, if you smuggle food, you are already guilty. Do not think that the law is not responsible. Public, this is not easy to use here. If you want to escape guilt, it is best to let my people go first."
The village woman heard a fog, but the village chief understood some truth and took a look at the woman. This was a busy gesture to let people put the matter down. "Wang Hao forgive me, we are all poor people." If you don't understand the rules, this will be the case. If you don't know, you should be not guilty?"
From rushing out to being robbed of food, it’s not a crime to be ignorant.
In the flower garden, the look was colder, and I stared at the priest. "With a few words of a Taoist priest, you will believe it. If you are not afraid, you are not afraid that he is a false priest, just to swindle money?"
She deliberately provoked it, and the Taoist priests couldn’t stand it. They raised their hands and made a ritual. "There is no amount of heaven, and the good faith can doubt the poor road. If the old village chief is not buried, this Fengshui hole will be used up. It must be a disaster in other places. By then, the innocence of the poor road can be learned."
"Dao Chang this is what I said, we can not doubt you, you must not say so." The village chief saw the situation, suddenly panic, busy pulling the priest comforted.
On the stranger's lips, a slight smear of the cold tip of the cold tip, slowly spit the words, "Dao Changyan is so rigorous, but from Maoshan, but the Qingzi generation?"
The Taoist priest took a few minutes of panic, but it was pressed again in a moment. "Take good and good eyes, and the poor road is clear."
The stranger’s lips and corners are slightly picky, full of cold and ironic meanings.
But the Taoist, the Taoist priests of this generation are simply not clear-cut. This is just that, I’m just swearing.
The priest’s face was stagnant for a moment, and his complexion sank instantly.
The matter of the poor teacher’s door is something that others can discuss, and the letter is good to believe in the mouth.
"The road is long and wrong." The strange eyebrows were unmoved, and the voice was calm. "This Maoshan was defeated a few years ago. You can know it when you listen a little. You are not the leader of Maoshan. I see, You are the fake priest who deliberately swindles money!"
The priest's complexion became iron-blue at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the panic in the shackles also vented.
The people around him saw the face of the Taoist priest suddenly becoming suspicious. The village chief was puzzled. "Can the false Taoist not all lie to the money? The Taoist leader said that I have a relationship with the Taoist family and I don't accept any points."
On the stranger's flower, he analyzed the facial expression of the Taoist priest. Seeing that his face was panic, but it was a little bit stiff, it seemed strange.
When I saw the flowers on the street, the Taoist priest calmed down and pointed the spearhead back to her. "I have always been so. If the believer feels that the poor road guides that there are people who are wrong, it is said that it is hard to frame. In the poor road."
His innocent words, his face expression did not change, the flowers on the stranger did not respond, only stared at him to see, cut the water Qiuqiu slightly picked up.
The Taoist priest was a little panicked by his heart, but he couldn’t wait too much to say that the flower suddenly suddenly raised his hand and pulled the human skin mask on his face.
The Taoist priest only felt cold on his face. When he saw God in a moment, he saw that the flower had been pinched with a thin, flapped human skin mask in his hand, staring at his eyes as cold as ice.