General, Madam Called You To Farm

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao came over from Mr. Qiu's side, she saw a scene of one big and one small touching porcelain.

Ling Yun's acting skills are quite satisfactory, but he just lay on his side on the ground and pretended to be dizzy.

But what's the matter with this guy?

Why did the little hands curled up on the chest remind people of the five tigers' bird claws?

She was so dizzy that she was like a fairy, and her fat girl was so dizzy that she was like a bird——

Five Tigers, I let you watch the children, but didn't let you teach them! ! !

Who can understand Su Xiaoxiao's bursting mood at this moment, it's not that Xia Houqing jumped up and stood in front of her, she has already gone to lift the fat girl up!

Rin'er! What's wrong with you! What's wrong with you?

Xia Houqing squatted down, and hugged Ling Yun into her arms with great concern.

This was the first time he hugged himself and Yun Xi's son.

Has grown up.

He really missed too much...

While pretending to be dizzy, Ling Yun took off Wei Xiaobao's small hands full of acting skills of the soul of the five tigers without any trace.

The corner of Su Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched.

Ling Yun pretended to be dizzy in order to hold Xia Houqing back, he never expected that Xia Houqing would directly take him and Wei Xiaobao to his bedroom.

He even invited Mr. Qiu over.

Qiu Lao looked at the big one and the young one who were obviously pretending to be dizzy, and then looked at Su Xiaoxiao who was following along.

Su Xiaoxiao hugged the little guy in her arms, and said without changing her face: Xiaobao just fell asleep.

Wei Xiaobao squinted and stuck out his tongue.

Su Xiaoxiao: Don't add drama to yourself!

The elders were puzzled by the city lord's attitude towards Ling Yun. Even Yun Xi's nephew, isn't it too much?

Elder Hai said sternly: City Master, there is Old Qiu here. I think Palace Master Yun Shao will turn the corner soon. It's time for the three of you to choose the secret book. Please go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Xia Houqing looked at Ling Yun lying on her bed with a complicated expression, and nodded slowly.

But the moment he stood up, Ling Yun suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

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Didn't you say an hour? It's almost dark today, why don't the three of you come out?

The once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is yours, are you willing to come out?

Why doesn't the city lord care? Was he always so casual in the past...

Sitting in a wheelchair, Qiu Hanyi listened to the conversation between the chivalrous man named Qingshan and Lin Feiyu from Tianyutang, feeling a little uncomfortable.

What happened to the city lord, why he hasn't come for so long? The first three guys are so cheap!

I don’t know how many secret books I have read in the Sutra Pavilion!

Oh, someone came out!

Aoyama called.

The first to come out was the slave-killer.

The elders searched him, made sure that he only brought out a secret book, and let him go.

Qingshan smiled and said: Brother, what secret book did you get? Tell us to open our eyes!

The slave-killer glanced at him and left expressionlessly.

Qing Shan asked: Why is he ignoring me? Are the people in Qianji Pavilion so arrogant? Are they the bishop of the pavilion?

Lin Feiyu didn't dare to criticize his father-in-law behind his back, so he didn't answer.

Soon, Su Mo and Wei Ting came out one after the other.

They were also searched.

When they saw the secret book selected by Su Mo, the four elders were a little surprised, but they didn't say anything.

Then they looked at Wei Ting's again.

Wei Ting smiled: Why? Are you not allowed to bring this book?

Elder Li said: No, the winner can take away any martial arts secret book on the specified floor. This is the rule of the City Lord's Mansion.

As for other things, you can't take them with you.

Brother Duanmu, what secret book did you get? Qing Shan asked.

Wei Ting glanced at someone meaningfully: Secret, just in case someone steals it in the middle of the night.

Qiu Hanyi's eyes turned cold: Who are you talking about?

Wei Ting said arrogantly: Let's talk about you Hidden Sword Villa. What's the matter? You came to Baihua Palace in the middle of the night to perform chicken crowing and dog robbery. Have you forgotten it in less than two months? Shall I give you some pig brains to replenish your brains? ? My wife said, complement the shape with the shape. Ah, but you may still need some pig heart and lung.

Yellow-mouthed kid!

The owner of Qiu Zhuang couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped Wei Ting violently.

Wei Ting dodged behind Elder Li.

Elder Li raised his hand to remove the internal force of Master Qiu, and asked with majestic eyes: Master Qiu, are you going to make trouble in the City Lord's Mansion?

Wei Ting smiled provocatively at Zhuang Qiu.

And you. Elder Li turned around and looked at Wei Ting, Although I have some friendship with the old palace lord, I will not allow the people of Baihua Palace to cause trouble wantonly in the city lord's mansion. If there is a next time, the old man will take you !

Wei Ting put the secret book into his arms nonchalantly: Let's go!

After the two left, Qing Shan came over and said with a sneering smile: Several elders, may I ask them... what secret books did they pick up?

Elder Li said coldly: This is not your business.

Apart from reporting to the city lord, they will not disclose it to anyone, unless the person who selects the secret book tells it himself.

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Sleeping hall.

Xia Houqing was immersed in the great joy that her son was reluctant to part with her even in her dreams, her legs were numb, and she didn't want to move.

Suddenly, the guards came to report: City Lord, Duanmuyun, Pluto, and Killer have left the Scripture-Depository Pavilion.

Before Xia Houqing could speak, Ling Yun opened his eyes abruptly: I'm awake, I'm going back.

Xia Houqing, who was thrown away after being used up: ...

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The three little ones were not idle, playing wildly in the small garden of Xia Houqing's dormitory all afternoon, and fell asleep as soon as they got into the carriage.

And Wei Xiaobao, who contributed his soulful acting skills, also rarely exhausted his limited physical strength, and fell asleep lying in his mother's arms.

Seeing Wei Ting coming up, Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly asked: Have you found it?

Wei Ting lazily leaned against the wall of the car: Oh, I watched it all afternoon, my waist is really sore, my legs are sore, ah, my chest is uncomfortable...

Su Xiaoxiao smiled slightly: Knead for you?

Wei Ting closed his eyes in enjoyment: Success.

I come.

A calm young voice sounded.

Wei Ting was startled: Why are you here?!

Jing Yi patted the iron gloves with eerie jagged teeth: Where to rub?

Wei Ting: ...

Soon, Ling Yun also boarded the carriage.

Su Mo came out with the people from Hidden Sword Villa.

Su Mo had already walked towards the carriage of Baihua Palace, but the owner of Qiu Zhuang still said without hesitation: You can think about the conditions I gave you, and you can have a place in Hidden Sword Villa anytime.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the curtain: He won't go!

The owner of Qiu Zhuang disdainfully said: You people from Baihua Palace can win over the masters of the rivers and lakes, and so can we in Hidden Sword Villa, each with his own means!

Su Xiaoxiao said: You can't rely on that.

The owner of Qiu Zhuang Yi Lao said: Little girl, has anyone taught you not to be too domineering at a young age!

Su Mo turned his head and said to Master Qiu, I'm used to her being domineering.

Master Qiu: ...

On the other side, the slave-killer returned to Qianji Pavilion.

Lou Bufan came back early because he fell into a cesspit.

I don't know how long it took to wash, but the skin has peeled off.

It wasn't until the subordinates reported that the slave-killer had returned that his mood was finally not so bad.

The Wordless Heavenly Book in Baihua Palace is just a fragmented copy, the real Wordless Heavenly Book is the one hidden in the East Pavilion on the first floor.

It not only recorded a peerless exercise, but also recorded the secrets of the entire Qianshan Island.

He kept the killing slave just to get it.

Lord.

Come in.

The slave-killer stepped inside.

Lou Bufan couldn't hide his excitement and asked: Did you find the Wordless Heavenly Book?

Killer: I found it.

Lou Bufan finally got over the suffocation he had been holding back for a whole day.

Well done, well done!

After he finished speaking with a smile, he waved at the slave.

Killer: Why?

Lou Bufan: Give me the book!

oh.

The slave-killer handed Lou Bufan the secret book brought out from the Sutra Pavilion.

Lou Bufan took it with trembling hands, flipped through it, and was a little dumbfounded immediately: This is not a wordless book! This is... The Palm of the God of Fire! Where is the wordless book? Didn't you say you found it?

Killer nodded: I found it.

Lou Bufan: Then?

The slave-killer said confidently: Then I left! I thought it was such a difficult task, and I was instructed by thousands of people in the morning! I am illiterate, but how can I not know without writing?!

you you……

Lou Bufan was about to vomit blood!

Killing slaves: focus on a rigorous.