The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

"I listen to the eldest lady and the eldest young master, and call him the ancient immortal." "She looks very young, beautiful and bright. She wears a high bun, three jade hairpins on the left and right. She is dressed in a black Taoist robe with nine linked patterns on her clothes," she said

Listening to Mrs. Fang's words, ziqianmo roughly outlined a beautiful and cruel Taoist image in her mind.

Inexplicably, she thought of the time when she returned to the government yesterday.

Is it related to this "ancient immortal"?

"Take me."

Ziqianmo zhengse road.

Saving people should be done sooner rather than later.

Mrs. Fang wept with joy, and her turbid eyes were filled with hope again: "thank you, Miss seven, for your kindness!"

The purple fields were silent for a while.

The metaphor of "Bodhisattva's heart" can be said to be sneering.

The Western Buddhism and Taoism's Buddhist practice, has been looking at the demon clan is not pleasing to the eye. Even in heaven, the same is true. She doesn't like Buddha or Bodhisattva.

Mrs. Fang is leading the way.

Ziqianmo and Moyan followed closely.

When this happened, ziqianmo insisted on intervening, and Mo Yan could not stand by. With him, even if there is any danger, you can help in time.

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Time for a cup of tea.

Three people arrive at the residence of Zi Lu Xiao, the young master of the Zi family.

The courtyard is very luxurious. The eaves are paved with seven precious glazed tiles, the beams are hung with octagonal coral lamps, and the floors are padded with kyanite. There are many servants in the house, and there are at least twenty beautiful maids. It can be seen that purple Lu Xiaoping's days are so rotten.

At the moment, the yard is crying.

Two pairs of boy and girl, who were five or six years old, were dressed in plain clothes, with small face, white and fat, short arms and feet. Now they were all tied up and piled up.

The child's cry was harsh, hysterical and full of fear, and he could almost overturn the roof of the house.

In addition, there was a cry for mercy.

They are the parents and relatives of the children.

"Madam, please, let my daughter go. She is still young. She was only five years old yesterday. She doesn't know anything."

"Madam, I've been serving in the prime minister's house for three generations. Even if I don't have credit, I have to suffer. Do you think I can let my son go?"

"Granddaughter, my poor granddaughter, wuwuwu --"

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"What's the noise?" The eldest lady Wu Jiao is impatient. At the moment, she is wearing a veil to cover her ugly face. The previous poison has not been cured. In the past month, she has been used to covering her face with gauze towel. "It's your honor to choose you! Dafang will give you a sum of money as compensation. Each family has five silver pearls. You can take them as soon as they are good. Don't make trouble. "

"No! I don't want five silver beads, but I want a son. " A maid with a woman's hair in a bun knelt down and begged, "the maid is working in the old Prime Minister's yard. I beg the eldest lady to look at the old Prime Minister's face and give the child a way to live."

When it comes to the old prime minister, Wu Jiao's domineering color at the bottom of her eyes is a little more restrained.

Obviously, she was afraid of her father-in-law.

In fact, if the old Prime Minister had not been away from home for more than a year, she would not have been so unscrupulous.

If the old prime minister comes back, the maid will sue her when she brings tea and water

Wu Jiao pondered, then turned around and said to the beautiful Taoist nun behind her: "Gu Da Xian, do you think you can change one?"