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Chapter 850, Summoning Book (28)

People like to measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

It's called just in case.After a lot of effort, Shenzong finally got Dong Xuan here.

Dong Xuan is fine.

It looks like a beautiful uncle in his 40s and [-]s. The clothes are not gorgeous, and the texture is not bad.

It shows that the state is not bad, and the status is not bad, but it is quite weird.

Dong Xuan seemed to be suffering from some kind of illness, and he didn't want to see anyone, even his own daughter.

Zhao Pan arrived later, and was also very strange to her daughter, not thinking about her day and night.

Huo Qinghua thought to herself, this is cutting off the world of mortals, and from now on, morality is a passerby.

On cutting off the world of mortals and seeing through the world of mortals, seeing through, everything is false; cutting off is more cruel, and being cruel to others is even more cruel to yourself.

Zhao Pan doesn't know what, this entanglement is not as clean as Dong Xuan, it will be a lifetime of suffering.

But Dong Xuan was a scum, he was in chaos and abandoned at the end, and he explained that he was a scum that he couldn't escape.

I don't know how Dong Xuan explained it, Zhao Pan's bitterness, a scumbag and a cheap one, a big drama in life.

The temple can't stand it.

The family of three seemed to be picked up.

Picking up leaks in the antique market also has feelings. Zhao Hui used to pick up food in the garbage dump.

Maybe it's unbearable to remember, and the parents who picked up the trash dumped it back?

It is not so good for the temple, the man is like a matchmaker: "Dong Xuan, she is your daughter."

Dong Xuan's voice was like a sword, cold, emotionless and murderous: "I don't have a daughter."

Shendian said angrily, "She is the daughter of you and Zhao Pan."

Dong Xuan does not listen or see does not exist.If you don't have it in your heart, you don't have it, don't talk about materialism.The world exists in one mind.

Huo Qinghua eats pancakes, gourd pancakes are delicious, feed the boss one.

The holy son hugged his daughter-in-law, and they were still tossing about such a meaningless thing.

Huo Qinghua thought to herself, Dong Xuan is abolished, Zhao Pan is abolished, and if the original Zhaohui is also abolished.

The temple felt that the abolition was not complete. Why did Zhao Hui abduct the Son when he got better: "Dong Xuan was also the Son before, even if he deceived Zhao Pan, hide here."

Zhao Pan screamed, "Shut up!"

Startle people.

Zhao Pan was a saint back then, with talent and strength, but now she is even stronger.

Dong Xuan's strength is not bad, it's really amazing.

Huo Qinghua thought to herself, two fools with extraordinary strength, so strength has nothing to do with character.

Resources or something, maybe Dong Xuan and Zhao Pan are the protagonists.

Even if it's wrong in this life, start over in the next life.

It won't work no matter what in this life.In the next life, Zhao Pan gave up, and Dong Xuan became domineering again. He caught up with Zhao Pan and overturned the temple and Shenzong.From then on, Dong Xuan and Zhao Pan became gods and lived happily together.

Huo Qinghua has no time to play with them in the next life.

The temple continued to flirt: "Zhaohui is your daughter."

Zhao Pan glared at Zhao and replied, "What are you doing here?"

Huo Qinghua: "Watching a play, you can do whatever you want, I usually don't choose."

The temple was angry: "They are your parents."

Zhao Pan: "What does it have to do with you?"

For the affairs of the family, you should be in the middle.In particular, isn't the matter of Zhao Pan and Dong Xuan a tragedy caused by the temple and Shenzong?
These people are beasts and cannot tolerate kindness from others.

Zhao Pan said to Zhaohui, "Do you want something? I don't have it with me."

Huo Qinghua jumped at her mother's feet in her mind, as long as her mother hugged her, or she was stubborn biting her lips with tears in her eyes, or fierce, her mind was being mended.

Shengzi cleaned up his daughter-in-law, the sun was a little dazzling, so Lao Teng moved it.

Old vines, originally vines, old enough to catch up with trees, swaying in the wind, very coquettish.

A gourd hangs from an old vine.

Annual gourds, how can they compare with old vines, they are just like little ones.

If there is a fight, the old vines will have to protect them, but this is not an ordinary gourd, but one that can be stewed.

Zhao Pan was originally ruthless, but the two young people got along and hurt her.

Suddenly rushed over to grab the Son: "Let go!"

Huo Qinghua: "I'm not your man."

Zhao Pan made trouble unreasonably, and must arrest the Son.

The Son waved his hand, and Zhao Pan started.

Huo Qinghua kicked.

Zhao Pan was kicked away. He was not injured, but his mood was like that of a madman.

The man in the temple screamed: "Zhaohui, how dare you kick your mother!"

The rabbit pounded the medicine and jumped over, and was killed with a pestle.

The rabbit's jump is terrifying. A man has a heart, but his brain can't keep up, and the rabbit's strength can't keep up with his body.

There were still a few rabbits in the temple, and they smashed them to death and pointed the medicine pestle at Zhao Pan.

Zhao Pan was a little dazed, such a cute rabbit.

Rabbit hum, come back to eat pancakes.Although I don't like radishes, the radish pancakes are not bad.

Dong Xuan looked at the rabbit, not knowing what mood he was in.

Shenzong continued to work hard with Shendian, from which we can see the true love between Shenzong and Shendian.

Shenzong is a woman, about five or sixty years old, but she is in much better condition than Zhao Pan, and she has a sense of superiority.

Zhao Pan used to be a saint, she had a good hand, what happened to her?What is she thinking?
The Shenzong woman said: "His holy son, it is impossible for Zhaohui to be with him."

Zhao Pan screamed, "Shut up!"

The Shenzong woman didn't shut up: "Zhaohui is your daughter. She killed Huang Bili, the saint of the temple, and she is still a witch."

Zhao Pan rushed to fight with the woman.

Shenzong women are also strong, and Zhao Pan is even stronger.

In the past, Zhao Pan was talented in alchemy, and women would turn into shrews at some point.

You are no longer the gentle and kind saint I know, you are like a poisonous woman now.

You still ask me if I love you, you are binding my soul.

Huo Qinghua's hands were so wet.Even if the saint is not good at fighting, she can beat Shenzong like a dog.

This is what a woman fights, desperately bite, bite off a piece of her flesh.

To flirt with this kind of lunatic is to be stupid, self-inflicted.

Oh, Huo Qinghua, look, that woman has a story with Dong Xuan?Running to Dong Xuan and pretending to be pitiful.

That's right, Dong Xuan is beautiful and powerful, there are many women who like him.

It's a pity that Dong Xuan was heartless and heartless, allowing the two women to tear his face and clothes for him.

Huo Qinghua was also heartless and let the two women fight so wonderfully. Do you want a pill?Eat and continue.

Perhaps the former saintess was suffocated, she exploded, beat the Shenzong woman to death, and continued to beat her.

There are many people in Shenzong, and there is a large battle of summoners, ping pong pong.

Dong Xuan was on the side, not getting involved.Your Shenzong and the temple are farts.

Huo Qinghua and the boss are on the side, don't get involved, you are all farts.

Some others, attacking the former saintess.

The former saint was almost killed, but the fighting stopped strangely.

Some people are very strange. They just torture you and don't tell you to die. Is it meaningless to die?
Zhao Pan got up, his hair was all white, as if turned to ashes by the wind.

Nothing to look at, except for some art movies, this desolate environment is really artistic.The title is simple: the lost saint.

Or: the saint is like ashes and you are like smoke.

Or: soot in the palm of your hand.

This is suitable for Dong Xuan, after all, Dong Xuan's life was also dragged into the whirlpool by the saint.

A brilliant life affects those around you.

A dark life affects those around you.

The former saint sang a very ancient song, which the saints of the temple must sing. It had a kind of sacred sadness.

(End of this chapter)