Mo Ming: "What is this?" Don't let me see, I don't know you. ”

The puppet warbler cried and wiped her tears: "Sect Master, wake up quickly." Don't faint for a long time like you did last time. Don't be like last time, when the sheep had a seizure of epilepsy. ”

Say that congenital deficiency is insufficient, and the sheep is crazy...... Xining, who pretended to be dizzy, couldn't wait to gag the puppet warbler's mouth.

Mo Ming: "Pretend to be sick and go crazy." If you can do this task, you can be regarded as the first person. There is no weird, only more bizarre! ”

Well, even the system despises it.

If you want to be despised, you can despise it, and it's not the first time you've despised it anyway. If it weren't for the fact that the epilepsy was too ugly, rolling her eyes, twitching and foaming at the mouth, Xining really wanted to "send" it once, so that it would be enough to scare away the most beautiful man in the rivers and lakes, right?

can't pretend to be like this, otherwise the other party will be able to expose it alone. Xining then slowly "woke up" and said in a very weak voice, "What's wrong with me? ”

The puppet warbler is really in place, and the emotions such as grief and care are complicated, which is not exaggerated at all. I used to only know that I was sharp-tongued, but I didn't expect that I could win an Oscar for acting: "Master, you fainted again." ”

"Oh, fainted again?" Xining pretended to be very accustomed to it, and staggered to her feet with the support of the puppet warbler: "I have been in poor health since I was a child, and I don't know why recently, I faint when I am excited." ”

"Yes, Master, you're fainting more often than before." The puppet Ying's eyes rolled: "Is it caused by spending energy to save the second son of Nangong?" Otherwise, I used to faint once every ten days and half a month, but now I have to faint almost every three or five days, which really frightens the slave maid. ”

Ten days and half a moon dizziness is also not in good health, as the most beautiful man in the rivers and lakes, how can he marry a woman in such poor health as a wife?

Hearing that the puppet Linlin had become even worse because of him, Nangong Yiyun was full of self-blame, and thought about coming out again.

Xining smiled apologetically at Murong Qianmo, who was like an immortal, blowing his clothes and clothes fluttering: "I'll go and rest first, I can't receive it, Murong Palace Master, please take care of yourself." ”

After saying that, the puppet warbler who was holding her turned around.

I heard Qin Yao behind him shouting, "Slow! ”

Slow fart, Xining glanced at the doorman standing not far away, and her lips moved: "Carry me!" ”

Before the doorman arrived, the puppet squatted down: "Let the slave carry you." ”

The puppet warbler has a strong body, and has practiced martial arts since childhood, although the martial arts are not high, but they have a little strength. So Xinin lay on the back of the puppet warbler, and the puppet carried her on her back and walked away like a fly.

This made Qin Yao tremble with anger: "Palace master, she must be pretending." I don't take Ling Chi Palace too seriously. ”

The doorman was dissatisfied: "You only pretend, our sect leader never pretends." If you have the ability, after you become the leader, you can also pretend to be sick and try. If it wasn't really sick, the head of the sect fainted while meeting the distinguished guests? ”

These words pushed Qin Yao back stiffly, and she couldn't do it. She is an entourage, a subordinate, and at most a nameless roommate, and she has the ability to become the leader.

No matter how poor the Heavenly Puppet Sect is, it is also a sect with hundreds of people and a long history.

Angry, Qin Yao picked up the jade fan and rushed over.

The doorman immediately jumped behind the stone pillar and beckoned to Qin Yao with a smile: "Come on, come on!" ”

This abnormality made Qin Yao stabilize her body, and with hostility and anger, she vigilantly observed the situation behind the stone pillar.

There were bones on the ground inside, and there were quite a few of them, and it was not known whether they had been beaten to death or poisoned. Although the people of Ling Chi Palace are not afraid of ordinary poisons, the Heavenly Puppet Sect can stand for more than three hundred years, and there should be a few brushes.

"Qin Yao, don't act rashly." Murong Qianmo spoke. He came to ask for a kiss, even if it was a demon sect, he would salute first and then soldier.

"Yes! Palace Master. Qin Yao also got down the stairs, turned around and saluted Murong Qianmo.

"It's still the Murong Palace Master who is cultivated, the little one left first, and the Murong Palace Master should please go back." Our sect leader has been in poor health for generations, and he can't leave here. The mountains and rivers here are poor, and the Murong Palace Master will definitely not be used to living there, and the sect leader will not live for three or five years if he leaves here. The Murong Palace Lord doesn't want to follow the strings, right? The doorman saluted and threw a smoke bomb on the ground.

With a "bang~", the smoke bomb bottomed out and dispersed, emitting heavy orange smoke. When the smoke cleared, the doorman was gone, and inside was a pile of rubble covered with bones.

Murong Qianmo was holding a paper fan, but the corners of his mouth had a meaningful smile, and that smile was extremely beautiful in destroying the world.

Somewhere, the doorman, whose face was covered in orange powder from the smoke, covered his mouth and nose, trying to endure it so that he did not cough out. Otherwise, at a distance of about ten meters, you can find him immediately, so you can't pretend to be forced.

The smoke bombs that were improvised were made too big, and there was too much smoke. Dazzle is dazzle, but there are too many smoke when it explodes, and it seems that you have to cover your face first in the future.

Halfway up the mountain, when she couldn't see anyone from Ling Chi Palace, Xining said to the puppet warbler who was carrying her, "Ying'er, let me down." ”

"No, the slave still has this bit of strength, and the sect leader is not heavy, and his body is as light as a swallow." The puppet warbler recited the smell, although it began to gasp.

"Let me come down, or someone will see me and think something has happened to me." With these words, the Golem Warbler put her down.

Back in the cottage, because he didn't receive the notice, he still waited with a group of disciples holding packages.

Seeing her come back, Puppet An walked over and asked with concern, "How is it?" ”

"Fool it out first." Xining didn't know the bottom of her heart, and she didn't know if this beautiful man who was the number one in the rivers and lakes would give up. What plot changes, there will be new personnel appearing, pit, too pit.

The yellow-faced doorman ran up and said happily: "They're gone." ”

Ah, that's okay, right? Xining felt that it was too easy, and was a little unconvinced.

Great, all the cultists immediately had smiles on their faces.

"Okay, it's okay, it's scattered!" As they each prepared to go home, they began to talk about their own affairs, and some of them discussed what to eat tonight.

When the person is gone, the danger is removed, and life must go on.

Puppet An said to the doorman: "If you have one more eye in the past few days, I will send a few more people down to watch with you, and send a signal as soon as there is any movement." ”

"Okay." The doorman trotted down again.

In the evening, the white doves in the town flew in and sent a letter saying that Murong Qianmo had found an inn in the town to stay. It wasn't that he had chartered the entire inn, but as soon as Ling Chi Palace stepped in, the tenants inside all fled, running faster than rabbits.

Ling Chijiao, who kills people without blinking, don't want the rent, find another store!

So Puppet An rushed back to the town overnight to look at the store, and what else would Murong Qianmo who lived in the town do.

Because it is a small town, there are only two inns in the whole town. In another inn, Nangong Yiyun and a group of disciples were in the guest room, and the disciples were all admonishing this second son who refused to go home.