Xi Cha still didn't pay attention to him, which can make Jiang languo to suppress and bend. He almost betrayed himself in order to be with the Regent. As a result, the man treated him coldly, which was really chilling.

System: "if the face record is correct, isn't the host already betraying the hue?"

Jiang Lang: "shut up."

Then, he changed his face and put it in front of the man with a smile: "the Regent doesn't know if he will be acclimatized. We have medicinal materials in our family. If necessary, the Regent must tell us about it."

The Regent cast a cold glance at Jiang, who grinned at him.

Nishha said: "it's still nine thousand years old. I don't know if the plague land is more dangerous to a eunuch?"

The man's words are like a sword, which is straight inserted into Jiang languo's heart. The pain makes him smoke.

"I'm not here for you yet..." Jiang languo shrugged and pulled his head, and the horse slowed down the Regent.

West Cha hears, just slightly frown, mood has no other fluctuation. Completely when Jiang is lazy, he will supervise himself for the sake of Western embroidery.

When it came to Linzhou City, Jiang Lang, the eunuch, was not acclimatized and fell ill.

There was an extra sedan chair among the horses. Jiang Lang has become the object of public dislike. He lay weak in the sedan chair and sighed: in fact, he didn't want to.

For Jiang Lang, when they arrived near Linzhou City, they did not enter immediately, but chose to rest in a small village outside the city.

"You look so well dressed. Are you going to enter the city of narinzhou?"

"Well." Xicha replied lightly.

The imperial court sent people to manage Linzhou City, but the plague was too fierce to be completely controlled, and the people were still in it. Therefore, Xicha was a little anxious, and directly on the court, he was in opposition to Xixiu.

"It's hard. I saw several people running out the other day. People are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, which is really a lot of terror. Fortunately, they were caught by the government again. Otherwise, I don't know how many people should be harmed. "

West Cha tiny frown: unexpectedly still have the official's person, is not dead?

With the appearance of recovering from a serious illness, Jiang Yang comes out of the house and sits on the table, slowly drinking the porridge cooked by the old woman on the table.

"I'll go in tonight." West Cha road.

The following officials and subordinates came back: "yes."

But Jiang Lang directly grasped the hand of the West Cha and asked: "there is enough terror in the daytime. Isn't it killing to go up late at night

Listen to the story of the villagers around, the face of the plague was rotten, skinny, and there was no meat on his body. The people inside can't get out, and the people outside can only get in and out.

Xicha's light sight looked at Jiang languo's unruly hand. Jiang's immediately let go. He explained, "I'm just too much..."

"If you're nine thousand years old, you don't have to go with you." Xicha has already got up.

Jiang Lang finished the porridge in a hurry, and walked behind the man, saying, "I'm not afraid..."

"That nine thousand years old is really devoted to the emperor."

Jiang languo almost lost his life. He grabbed a corner of Xicha's clothes and said, "I'm not afraid of you. It has nothing to do with the emperor. "

Xicha slightly invisible meal, and then resume the natural forward.

The night, soon came.

Xicha and others stepped into the city of Linzhou, which was constantly blowing with the wind and the smell of wood fire.

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