Otherworldly Evil Monarch

The ninth chapter is troublesome.

Sudoku suddenly had a feeling of suffocation, and even the surrounding air did not seem to flow, and the opposite of the battle, gave him tremendous pressure at this moment!

Unexpectedly, Jun Zhantian actually made such a face for himself with a grandson of waste. He couldn’t help but scream, and his eyes burst into flames, which was able to withstand the momentum of the war. I can't let it go: "Just a waste, you actually still hold a treasure? Fuck! Laozi is a lesson learned, it is also the blessing of your grandson's eight generations!" He spit.

Jun Zhan Tiansen looked at him: "Don't be alone, but I don't know where my grandson offended you? Actually, you have to work for yourself to give yourself a hand? Give a quick talk?!"

Independence and invincible snorted, the leopard's eyes screamed: "If it is just offending the old man, what is the relationship? The old man is a large number of people, at most, when he is a fart, the **** is loose, let him go! But your grandson should not be thousands Shouldn't, it is bold to go and provoke our little art gimmick! I tell you that you are fighting in the sky, and there is nothing wrong with it now. If something is already happening at this moment, I am afraid that your old boy can't even see the body of your grandson! ”

"If Mo Xie has a hairless hair, and he is alone, I promise that you will regret one day!" The war of the dynasty looked at him for a long time, and finally slowly began.

"If there is any accident in my family, I will fight against the sky, I will also guarantee that your family will be more regretful than my own solitary family!" Duoluo looked at the battlefield without any weakness, said coldly.

The two military officers stood outside the imperial city like a chicken, and all four eyes were rounded and they were about to fight. The two soldiers had anxiously sweating on their heads, and the group was chaotic, but there was no way.

If these two are true, even if the emperor comes in person, they may not give face!

At this time -

"I said that this is not so much right here. It turned out that you two old things are joking here." Tang Wanli’s voice was very hearty and laughed. "I said, Jun Lao, old and solitary, both of you are awkward." No? The two of them add up to at least one hundred and fifty-six? The people who are going to enter the coffin soon, you are like this, not afraid of being jokes by the younger generation!" Tang’s father, a deliberate gesture: "Compared with me, The demeanor of the two of you is really lacking."

At the same time, the two of them screamed at the same time, and the clouds in the sky disappeared instantly.

The battle of the king was cold and screamed. He looked at Tang Wanli and the solitary, and he was expressionless. He said nothing, turned his head and left.

"You are going back now, it is already late." Duo screamed twice: "The seven boys in my family have already gone to the monarch. You are still going to buy some wound medicine and go back to your grandson." "Don't laugh and laugh, but in fact, I regret it."

No one wants to get a war on the day that he has already been disappointed, not only embarrassed but now a waste of grandchildren so valued? If my seven sons are not light and heavy, what can they do?

The seven boys can always regard the sister of Du Gu Xiaoyi as a baby. When they heard about this incident, they screamed and screamed. Then he got the unexpected news from Li Shang and went to the palace. Although he told me to take Jun Moxie in the past when he left, he was afraid that he would never be able to relax him.

Jun Zhantian body a meal, suddenly stood up, not on the horse, directly transported the whole body Xuanqi, blue light skyrocketing, the brush did not have a shadow, leaving a roar in the air: "Independence, Laozi and you are not finished, You wait and regret it!"

Jun Laozi is really a big fire. He has always been a self-proclaimed "old man". Now he has burst into a foul language and calls himself "Laozi".

"Old solitary, how do you get rid of the old man? Made so arrogant, as for?" Tang Wanli father looked at the side of the fog, curious asked.

The solitude is full of anger, and the words are turned over and shouted: "Why should you go! Do your ass!"

"嗖" slammed into the horse and got away.

In one sentence, Tang Wanli’s sigh of relief could hardly come up. He vomited gas for a long time, and his fingers screamed with enthusiasm: “Old... old man! If you were not an old man, you two have already played The old man, I am kind and persuaded to persuade, actually, actually... discourage me!" I thought that these two people actually did not appreciate one game, Tang’s father had a white beard and his face was like a duck blood: "If it is If you encounter such a thing later, the old man will not stretch out his head!"

Suddenly, I was full of anger and screamed: "The old man is the turtle's son, the bastard!" The sound is like Lei Zhen, and it is passed away.

The fathers of the big families who have not gone far are also a sly: this looks like the voice of Tang Wanli’s old things. What happened to him? Is it so crazy? Actually, the world generally declares that he is the tortoise son and bastard? Is the head kicked? !

It’s a pity that you don’t go to the big gossip, you can’t miss it, you’re not coming!

A few old men talked about it in a row, and they rushed toward the Tang family. One was faster than the other, and the sullen look of the court had disappeared without a trace. Estimating them now, even if there are more than a few strong young men can not match their land.

If this scene is seen by the emperor, I am afraid that I will vomit blood!

Junjia

Jun Moe, who is still ignorant of the big disaster, is commanding a number of powerful middle-aged servants, carrying a few large water tanks, and picking up a pink and bright wine head from the distiller made by his own method. Seeing that one after another of the water tank is slowly filling up, Jun Moxie touched his nose and sniffed the smell of the richness of the air in the air. Oh, it can be said to be the smell of distiller's grains. The heart is happy.

Liquor, Jun Moxie never likes to drink. He is now making these, but the purpose is to convert it into a large sum of money. With his current understanding of the world wine culture, he has 10,000 The two silver ones are believed to be a reality soon! Of course, this is not all about making money, but also... letting these gangsters see and see what is called... wine!

Chinese wine!

The wine that is not recognized by this son is rubbish, only the wine approved by this son is considered a fine wine!

It’s a thousand squares of silver!

Even the whole family does not cut prices! Fucking, even the wine can not be produced, but also alive to live, not one by one to wipe their neck, living is not afraid of shame! !

In fact, the real purpose of Jun Moxie is to sell this batch and not sell it again in the future! In the future, only a dozen or twenty pounds will be brewed each month. It is enough for one's own family to drink. As for others, hey, even if the emperor wants to drink, the grandson is also a stalked neck: say no, no, you can Hey, why? !

First lift your addiction, and then "snap" to intercept! Laozi has never brewed since then! Let you go back and drink the garbage one by one, so that you are hard to swallow!

Jun Moxie is looking forward to the expression of the faces of these rich aristocrats at that time: I think it will be very exciting? Looking at it is also pleasing to the eye...

Laozi is waiting for this wonderful!

In the mouth of Jun Moxie, there is a small song. At this moment, the expression on his face can no longer be called "evil", but should be called "the evil spirit". I have to say that those who can come up with this kind of sinister idea are really evil and come home.

The loud noise of the "bang" at the gate was passed far. Interrupted the embarrassment of Jun Mo's evil heart, which made him very surprised: This is a monarch, is it really true, and it is so troublesome?

Is this too new? !

He guessed that there was no more, and there was a scream in the door. After a bad meeting, he heard heavy footsteps coming toward his own imposing manner. He slammed, and the gate of the small courtyard instantly became a pile of debris. A voice shouted: "Jun Moxie, your kid will roll out to Laozi!"

How does this situation look like a triad to find a place? At this moment, Jun Moxu almost thought that he had crossed back.

The sound of the cymbal sounded, and the probe of Jun Moxie looked at it. I saw only seven bears and bears like the seven towers, one by one, squinting and squinting, almost a step by step. Come in.

Saving a person's life and winning a seven-level floating squad... Can the seven-level squad be thicker than the seven? Legend has it that the buoys are coming from the tower...

Jun Moxie immediately decided, and the speed of speech was super fast. "You, tell the three uncles, let him not come here, I will handle it here, I can certainly get it; but let me tell Daxie, let her not use it." come!"

The only worry that Jun Moxie is now is that Jun has no intention of enduring it, but it is terrible. Jun does not intend that the current strength has indeed been promoted to the realm of Tian Xuan, but the Tian Xuan Zhen Yuan in the body is extremely unstable, and has not been fully used. If not after a period of stability, rush to do it, once Let Xuanqi blow up the meridians, then it’s really a time to go back to heaven...

As for the tube cold, how to say it is also the daughter's body, the hair is long and short, and it doesn't help. Jun Moxie can see at a glance that the seven people in front of him can only deal with the weakest one at most, or the losers.

Grandpa went to the palace, and the servants at home seem to have no one to get rid of these seven mixed kings. Besides, all the big families have a tacit understanding. It is a matter between the juniors. Everyone is not mixed, and they are tossing... ...

It seems that only oneself has gone into battle alone.

Jun Moxie certainly knows them. The "Heroes of Heroes rushed to the front" of Du Gu's family is a famous figure in Tianxiang City, and the reputation of Jun Moxie is much louder. Although not a friend of a level, I can often see it.

Now Jun Moxie’s only hesitation is not whether he will be abused by these seven bear-like big men, but a headache: If I am going to kill these seven guys, how will the solitary home count? Will it be crazy! And can the monarchy stand up?