A voice in the sedan chair sounded: "Give it to him!"

Although the follower was unhappy, he still ordered five silver notes and threw them on the swaddle clothes in Kuan'an's hand.

He looked at the child in the cradle and frowned immediately, with disgust: "So ugly, yours?"

You are ugly, all the people in your Lingchi Palace are ugly.

The people of the Tianpu Sect are as close as brothers and feet, and they are all their relatives. And in order to reduce verbal remarks, Kuan is reluctant: "It's mine."

The entourage glanced at him again: "Did you or the child's mother take too much poison?"

You have taken too much poison! Kuan nodded: "Yes, we often eat poison as food."

"That's how you are! You are cruel enough to yourself." The follower hugged and frowned: "I admire you!"

Admiring your head, Kuan still asked calmly: "How to load things into the car? With fifty taels, the town will deliver goods to the door. 50,000 taels, and will be delivered to all parts of Sichuan and Sichuan."

They are serious businessmen, not to mention sending 50,000 taels to Sichuan, even if they are sent outside the pass, it is enough.

The beauty in the palace dress holding a jade fan raised her contempt on the corner of her mouth: "No need to give it to her, just send it to the leader of the Tianpu Sect if you have to give it to her. This is the betrothal gift given to the leader of the Tianpu Sect by Murong Palace Master."

Nangong Yiyun's heart suddenly sank, and the disciples around him smiled and said, "It seems that the daughter is favored by the beauty. It is really appropriate for the Demon Sect to match the Demon Sect."

Now the teacup in Nangong Yiyun's hand was thrust out again.

Nangong Yiyun threw the teacup fragments on the table: "Really, I won't get any more powerful."

Disciples...

This reason is too good. Nangong De only practices hard qigong. Nangong Yiyun is good at using swords and light qigong, just like Mr. Nangong, who is good at using swords and light qigong. If it is reasonable to say that Nangong De has cracked two tea cups, today Nangong Yiyun cracked two in a short time, which is very problematic!

As soon as he heard the 50,000 taels of goods as a betrothal gift, Kuan threw the silver notes on the ground: "The leader has been engaged. No matter how much money he has, he cannot take away what he likes. Have you broken up the engagement?"

The beauty in the palace dress rolled her eyes: "It is her blessing to the Palace Master Murong's eyes on her. Even if she has a engagement, she will be back. Our Palace Master will not dislike her!"

"Bah!" Kuan spat unceremoniously: "What are you? Are you the mother of Murong Palace Master Murong Palace? What kind of wife should you take care of when the Lord Murong Palace Master Murong is looking for!"

The beauties in the palace dress were immediately angry: "What are you?"

Kuan straightened his back: "I am the guardian of the Heavenly Puppet Sect."

The beauty in the palace dress sneered: "It's not like, you're like an old mother."

It is indeed different. Although Kuan An is tall and tall, he is wearing a short suit and trousers of a man and a belt tied around his waist. He uses the blue and black labor cloth he bought this time. In order to open the new store, Kuan An and his men made clothes first and then others.

Not only that, he was holding a swagger in his hand, with a baby with a tibial lip inside.

It’s not like a guardian, but more like an old mother.

Kuan was so angry that he dared to attack his future wife. In addition, he was usually outspoken: "You are not good-looking, why didn't your palace master fall in love with you and insisted on marrying our leader? You should advise you, the leader, that our ancestors only recruit married people, so that your palace master will give up."

"You!" The beauty in the palace dress was so angry that her pretty face turned pale. She was angry because of the previous words. She was pretty good-looking, and in Lingchi Palace, she was the most beautiful. It is said that she was like a peony, beautiful and noble. Many people in Lingchi Palace looked at her eagerly, but they dared not do anything, because she was the woman of the palace lord.

But if you say this, you will be even more ridiculed. You are already asleep and don’t marry her, wouldn’t you be a slut?

She suddenly opened the green jade fan. She saw that the whole jade fan was as green as green, with no variegated colors. If placed on the shelf, it would definitely be a good decoration. The only difference from ordinary fans is that the tops of the 18 fan bones and the fan surface are sharpened, and the tops are half an inch long and sharp thorns. The whole fan is a weapon!

The guys in the store saw that something was wrong and all came out.

Several people pulled Kuan to the store and kept persuading him.

One smiled at the beauties in the palace: "This girl, we protectors have a lot of intestines to the end. You must not be as knowledgeable as him. What he said is true, our leader has been engaged long ago. The leader of the Tianpu Sect in history has always been married or recruited as a disciple of the church, and has never intermarried to the outside world. Just ask the girl to tell your palace master. It is really the rule of ancestors, and it has been more than 300 years."

The sound in the sedan chair was still lazy and magnetic: "Qinyao, don't be rude!"

"So it's Miss Qinyao, don't be angry." The guy nodded and bowed, and pointed the jade fan she opened with his fingers: "Put it away. It's not too hot this day. Such an expensive fan made me dizzy."

What is this called? Is it a praise or a derogatory word? How can I listen to it? Why is it a bit incorrect?

Since the Lord Murong Palace spoke, Qin Yao could only close the jade fan.

The white gauze around the sedan chair was slightly blowing with the wind, and the people inside were faintly visible and could not see it. Only the voice of the Murong Palace Master who seemed to have just woken up from sleep: "Any rule can be broken. The rules of Lingchi Palace are that there are no rules. Even if there are rules, they are still rules set by Lingchi Palace! Let's go to the Tianpu Cult's Headquarters."

Hearing this, Kuan was so angry that he almost rushed out.

The reason why he didn't rush out was that the guy beside him was holding him tightly: "Senior brother, you must not act irritably. The people in Lingchi Palace are not afraid of poison, and the weapons they use are very unpopular. Many decent people are trapped in their hands."

There are many sects of poison use in Sichuan and Shu. Lingchi Palace has a unique prescription. When you enter the sect, you must soak it in a large copper pot full of potion for three days and three nights. Firewood must be burned under the pot to keep the potion slightly hot.

Before entering the pot, you must empty all internal organs, otherwise you will squat in the pot for three days, how to go to the toilet? Just be hungry and soak with slightly hot potion, the medicinal properties enter the blood, internal organs, and ordinary poisonous insects dare not approach it. Except for the legendary poisons that cannot be cured by the legend, all poisons are not invaded.

Those who can poison Lingchi Palace must be poisoned by the Tang Sect. The Tang Sect has been keeping a close visitor recently and resting, and is too lazy to pay attention to the grievances and grievances in the world. Lingchi Palace never provokes the Tang Sect, nor does it take action easily. Once it takes action, it will definitely be a mess.

There is another weapon in Lingchi Palace. Look at the men in black standing on both sides and holding various weapons, covering their faces with cloth, solemn and murderous intent.

But most of the weapons in their hands were not recognized. The ones they could barely recognize were the huge meteor hammer, the crescent moon sword from the Western Regions, and the mother-child ring used by Tibetan lamas.
Chapter completed!