agricultural doctor

Chapter 2867
"Young master is dying of laughter, there is such a cowardly uncle, it's a shame for the young master!"

"Is it the little master?"

Nanny Lin was about to soften her heart when she heard Xing'er sitting on the wall laughing at his uncle, she turned her face and slapped his hand away hard.

Lifting the curtain of the car, smiled and shouted towards the wall: "Is the little master here to pick up the old slave?"

These few old people beside the father love him to the bone, and they are capable.

Xing'er was so well-behaved that she sweetly called Grandma Xu: "Yes, as soon as Grandma Wang said that Grandma Xu had rescued Uncle You, Xing'er was waiting on the wall."

"Oh, the little master of this old slave, you still know how to miss this immortal old slave..."

Grandma Xu couldn't care less about King You, she flew up to the wall, and slapped Xing'er with her palm: "Grandma Xu, let's see if your kung fu has improved..."

Long Yinyou watched Xu mama abandon him and go to fight with his little nephew, feeling very miserable.

The old lady took good care of him along the way, scolding him and hurting him like something.

He also hoped that after seeing Brother Huang, Nanny Lin would be able to plead for him. Now that's all right, the little nephew just showed his face and seduced him away.

Nanny Lin couldn't even remember that he was a prince, and was anxious to accompany his little nephew to fight.

Long Yinyou felt deeply hurt, and was still unwilling to get off the carriage, when a cold voice came from the door of Yunmeng Pavilion.

"It's a worthless thing, but you still want me to invite you down?"

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang, Brother Huang was almost killed by the Prince of the Desert Kingdom, thinking that he would never see Brother Huang again, Brother Huang, it's suddenly passed away..."

Long Yinyou tried hard to squeeze out a few drops of cat urine, got off the carriage and threw himself on Long Yintian.

Such a clumsy trick, in exchange for a capture by the regent, he carried him to the Yunmeng Pavilion garden: "This king promised General Jiang and Father to take good care of you. We haven't seen each other for so long. You and my brother should have a good life." Discuss..."

Who will God forgive?
Brother Huang was sharpened on the battlefield and gained a great reputation. He followed Aunt Xu all the way through the tribes that had been wiped out by the army, and he would never forget the tragedy for the rest of his life.

In the past, his three-legged cat kung fu could not pass a few tricks in the hands of the emperor, and in this battle, the emperor's kung fu has improved a lot.

Who wants to compete?

He doesn't want to compete!

Calling every day should not be called, calling the earth to be ineffective!
Nanny Xu accompanied Xing'er in a hearty fight, how could she remember the poor guy You Wang.

Poor King You, just arrived at Longting in the desert, he was severely sparred by Long Yintian, from the blue sky to the dusk.

Originally in a hurry to rush to Longting, the car and horses were exhausted all the way, and then I was sent to a car, and I was even more exhausted. After eating and drinking, I cleaned up and slept on the couch, and slept like a dead pig.

Don't think it's over, the next morning, while he was still asleep, Eunuch Zhong ruthlessly carried him to the garden and threw him to the ground.

"My lord, it's here!"

"Well, let's do as soon as possible what the king told me yesterday."

Long Yintian sent Zhong Tuozi away with a wave of his hand, and pointed at King You with a sword: "Come on, let's learn a few tricks with this king!"

Still competing?
Yesterday he was almost hacked to death by the sword of the emperor's brother.

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang, you want to murder your own brother? Sister-in-law, help me..."

Long Yinyou wanted to move out of Yeran to ask for help, but at this time it was still early and Yeran was still sleeping. Long Yintian was afraid that King You would wake up Yeran with his sudden whirring, so the sword in his hand danced imperceptibly.

The tip of the sword brushed against the tip of his ear several times, and once cut off a strand of black hair. Long Yinyou was so frightened that his scalp went numb for a while.

(End of this chapter)