Chapter 72
Cang Zhu held the little snake and replied: "Back to the ancestors, Mr. Tianhuan has left the cemetery and is missing."

"What? Tianhuan's grandson is also awake?" The little snake opened its golden snake eyes, swallowing snake letters, as if it was a prelude to a fight.

"Yes, Lord Xiaojin." The man in the cloak replied: "You made too much noise when you woke up, crushing Lord Tianhuan's fox den and waking up Lord Tianhuan."

"As for its dilapidated nest, even if I don't flick my tail, it will collapse sooner or later." Xiao Jin spit out snake letters at a faster speed.

"Go and find the fox." Jun Zixiu said to Cang Zhu, then looked in the direction of the palace, and flew away, ignoring Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin twisted his tail and asked Cang Zhu, "The ancestor sees a serious loss of essence and blood."

Cang Zhu's figure gradually became unreal, "Master Xiaojin, please protect the ancestor."

When the words fell, the person disappeared completely.

"Cut, don't tell me, I can find out, sir." Xiao Jin vomited the snake letter again, then poked his head forward, and his body turned into a silver lightning bolt, and followed Junzixiu away.

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Bai Lan has been paying attention to the movement in the space ring.

Xiaojing woke up, but didn't cry. He opened his big black eyes and looked back and forth at the colorful spirit butterflies flying around him.

"Qiu Hong, I want to sleep for a while, you go outside and watch, when the old lady and the others come back, pat the carriage and tell me."

"Yes, ma'am." Qiu Hong got out of the carriage, and closed the carriage door intimately.

After Qiu Hong went out, Bai Lan immediately entered the space ring.

Picking Xiaojing up from the rocking chair, he kissed him first, then sat down on the chair, and began to nurse without complaint.

Qiu Hong and the two coachmen gathered together and looked up at the dead bird still hanging in the sky.

"Old Uncle Huang, you said you saw this kind of scene when you were a child. Did something happen then?" Qiu Hong began to gossip.

Lao Huang took out a brass dry tobacco pipe from his waist, filled it with shredded tobacco, and said, "Give it a bigger guess."

Qiu Hong's eyes rolled, "I guess it's bigger, could it be... ten dragons seizing the heir?"

Lao Huang nodded, "That was when I was eight years old, and the whole imperial city was filled with shouts of fighting and killing, like a war..."

Bai Lan put a sliver of consciousness on the outside of the ring, listening to Lao Huang outside the car talking about what he experienced when he was a child.

In addition to sighing, I only feel that in the history of fighting for fame and fortune, most of them are similar.Flesh and blood, father and son killed each other, making the situation change, and in the end it was the people of Chiyu who suffered.

The most innocent people have become the biggest victims.

Those who play tricks will never consider who the tricks are supposed to serve, but only for their own sake.

There are many bones under the throne, which is really not bad at all.The number of those who died on that throne cannot be counted.Emperor Yuanxu's hands are now stained with blood.It seems that her father in this body was confiscated and exterminated because he did not support Emperor Yuanxu.

In this way, Emperor Yuanxu is her enemy!

Xiaojing fell asleep again.

Bai Lan carried him into the house Jun Zixiu built for them.

The house made of pure white jade is empty, with nothing in it.

Bai Lan looked around, it was about a hundred and ten square meters, and the whiteness made people feel dazzling.

It seems that she has to go to the furniture store and buy some furniture or something.

The rocking chair outside was still sneaked in from the side room of the Lan Yuan by her.Put it back after you go back, so as not to cause any trouble.

(End of this chapter)

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