Tomb Bride: A Millennium Immortal Jade Face Beauty

Of course, Wu Gongyao lied to the outside world that the old man had gone to roam around, and he didn't reveal a word of the in-depth conversation between their grandparents and grandson last night.

For this, his master Jin Goudan is naturally the happiest, since the tiger is not around, his fox can be the king and hegemony.He can also see that the old man's health is definitely not good this time. If he was on Changsheng Mountain, he might last for a year and a half. There is no need for him to send people to hunt him down, I am afraid he will have to feed the wild wolves and raptors immediately.

Goudan's fox tail was finally exposed. During this month, tens of thousands of robbers scattered in the four northeastern provinces received the letter and rushed back from all directions one by one.He didn't have another chance, but he sat on the big pole chair where the yin and yang sages used to sit, and accepted the worship of all the thieves.It's just that everything is not right and wrong now.

Wu Gongyao saw it, but he didn't argue with him.However, I admire the master in my heart. I didn't expect that the master would start to usurp the throne as soon as the old man left. Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart!He avoided the sharp edge as much as possible, hid aside and drank, only waiting for the eighth day of next month.

Time passed quickly, and it was almost the seventh day of the lunar new year. The old man still had no news, no one was alive or dead, Wu Gongyao knew in his heart that the master had passed away this time, but it was a pity that he didn't know where he died. After all his life, Xiaowei Mojin did not have a thin coffin in the end.He was feeling guilty for not fulfilling his filial piety, when the door was kicked open suddenly.

The master Goudan burst in, smelling of alcohol, and behind him were a few followers, all of them burly backs and guns slung over their bodies.

"Little bastard, tell me! Where did that old thing put the golden amulet?" He cursed.

"Master, you drank too much, let the brothers take you back to rest." Wu Gongyao tried his best not to quarrel with him now.As early as a month ago, his power in the mountains had already been sent by his master to Changbai Mountain in Jilin to search for the whereabouts of the Qing Dynasty dragon veins. He deliberately didn't leave a single helper for him. Great skills are also difficult to achieve alone.

"It's useless to talk to me! I've searched all over! There's nothing in the old man's house! Tell me! Did he pass it on to you? Damn, I raised a wolf cub! I worked so hard to raise you It’s too big, and in the end you compete with Lao Tzu for the position of the big pole? Huh? It’s too natural!" Goudan stared, stretched out his hand and slapped Wu Gongyao across the face.

Wu Gongyao is strong and strong, so it is natural to be able to hold a mouth, but it is a kind of humiliation to him. He never dreamed that the master who used to be a man with his tail between his legs would suddenly reveal his insidiousness today. nature.

Wu Gongyao clenched his fists tightly, the muscles on his body were tense, and glared at the people who broke in.Several other people know the skills of this Uncle Chang Shengshan. He is nicknamed the centipede of Dundi, and Dundi describes Wu Gongyao's housekeeping skills as the captain of Mojin, and he is fast at digging holes.And what this "centipede" is not talking about is that this kid has many hands and feet and can drill into the ground, but what he is talking about is the speed of his pair of iron fists, which is as frequent as hundreds of fists hitting at once.One by one saw Wu Gongyao's stare, and hurriedly stepped aside in fright, not daring to speak.