Group pet Xiaopangbao: I have four big daddies

Emperor Beili was annoyed, he shouldn't let the eighth prince out of the palace, even if he made a fuss, he wouldn't allow him to leave his sight.

"Your Majesty, the person who can knock down the imperial hidden guard with internal force is definitely not an idle person. It seems that there is some kind of expert hidden in the capital city." The leader of the hidden guard stood quietly behind Emperor Beili.

"An expert? How does it compare to your internal strength?" Emperor Beili asked.

"It's just the internal force that knocks people unconscious, and the subordinates can't do it." The hidden guards under him are all first-class masters. If they want to be stunned by internal force, their internal force must at least be several times stronger than the opponent.

Emperor Beili pondered for a moment: "Could it be the same person who took away the Eighth Prince and Ye Qianning's body?"

"The subordinates will check it out in person."

"Alright, we must bring the Eighth Prince back."

"Yes." The leader left.

Emperor Bei Li felt that everything was weird. The fact that Ye Qianning's body was taken away was probably not secretly arranged by Dean Chen. After all, death is the most important thing, and it is impossible for them to spoil the child's body like this.

Judging from the current appearance of the Zhan family, the Gu family, and the Qian family, it doesn't look like they are acting. Xiang Minghou is away all year round, and he has offended many people in the world, and it is not surprising that there are many enemies.

But if the person who took away the Eighth Prince and Ye Qianning were the same person, and the Eighth Prince couldn't come back, he would be responsible for Xiang Minghou!
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Ye Qianning sat in the space, scolded the old man a thousand times, took her away in public, and put down the idea of ​​using her body to make incense?
Mr. Gu, Mr. Zhan, Mrs. Zhan, and Qianfu are all over half a hundred years old. Whether they can survive such a big stimulus, Mr. Gu's sanity has not been clear since she died.

Good times and bad times, Lao Dao's stimulation, Gu Lao's body...

Ye Qianning stared at the booklet for a long time, trying to remember how she fell asleep that day, until late at night when she suddenly heard footsteps and turned her head to look.

The old man stumbled in a sleepy state.

"It can be counted." Ye Qianning saw the person coming, and his figure rushed up like a ghost to attack the old man.

The old man dodged and didn't dodge, and was thrown by Ye Qianning, and then the pain hit his face.

"Hey, stop beating, stop beating..." The old man protected his face.

Ye Qianning clenched his fist and mercilessly, seeing the other party howl, he hit harder...

"Hey, it hurts to death...don't slap your face..." The old Taoist curled up on the ground and hugged his head, begging for mercy: "Little ancestor, spare your life, spare your life..."

Ye Qianning landed a few punches, straightened up and kicked a few times before stopping.

"It hurts me to death... ouch..." The old Taoist trembled.

"Get up." Ye Qianning straightened his clothes and said coldly.

The old Taoist hugged his head, curled up, and groaned in pain: "Little baby is so ruthless...you want to tear apart my old bones."

"Stop pretending."

"Whoever pretends, you are justified in beating someone."

"You don't need to be reasonable when you do things in a dream." How can you feel pain in a dream, even if you are in a trance, you can't recover in an instant.

"What dream, what dream..." The old Taoist jumped up when he heard it: "You beat the old man like this, you call it a dream? Who are you fooling?"

"..."

Ye Qianning's pupils were a little surprised, the old man's face was bruised and his face was swollen, and the injury was too real: "Isn't it a dream?"

She muttered in a low voice, very puzzled.

"Dream? Is it the old man Meng who can hurt me like this?"

Dream?Shit!

What dream is so real?