"so right"
Sunday’s face smiled and said, "You just need to give me your name when you go and look at it and bring it back."
Ji Yaoxue frowned.
I wonder if she always feels that there seems to be another meaning in her father’s smile.
Sunday went on to say, "I’ve seen a good young man in this Mo Ling who is only in his early twenties but has a calm mind and has achieved what he has achieved so far!"
"You absolutely can’t imagine that this ink spirit is a Buddhist monk, but he can forge a pole …"
"Wait!"
Ji Yaoxue seemed to feel something interrupting Sunday’s frown and asked, "What do you mean, father?"
Zhou Tianxiao smiled. "Don’t be nervous, Father. No other idea is to let you see what a real tianjiao leader is. Mo Ling is much better than that Su Mo …"
"Father!"
Ji Yaoxue once again interrupted Sunday’s face and shook his head. "I don’t want that flying sword handle, and I don’t want to see any ink spirit."
"Cher, listen to me."
It’s not bad for you to meet this man. Even if you don’t see him, he doesn’t have this fate, so you can still make friends with the first refiner in Zhou, right?
Ji Yaoxue was silent.
On Sunday, Ji Yaoxue said jokingly, "Besides, this flying sword is tailor-made for you. Why don’t you get it and let Mr. Mo personally deliver it to you?"
"There will be an hour when the auction will be officially held. There must be many real people gathered outside the Moling Refiner. Let Bai Yuhan accompany you in the past and have a look."
Jiyaoxue thought for a long time before he nodded his head.
Ji Yaoxue was about to turn away when she was stopped by Sunday.
Sunday seemingly casually asked, "By the way, there is a monk named Su Xiaoning at Qingshuangmen who is an alchemist. I heard that you are not bad. What is her origin?"
Hear’ Su Xiaoning’ three words Jiyaoxue look a change.
Ji Yaoxue glowered and looked excited and said, "Father, I have been disconnected from him for a long time. Why are you staring at the Su family?"
"Father, I said you don’t move the Sioux family! This matter has nothing to do with them! "
Ji Yao’s face was frosty, and she never left Tingyuxuan.
Looking at Ji Yaoxue’s back on Sunday, there was a wave in his heart, and his eyes flashed off.
Ji Yaoxue’s mood suddenly became so excited, and just saying those two words immediately aroused Sunday’s suspicion.
Su Xiaoning?
Su family?
How can Qing Shuang’s younger brother talk to the Su family?
Is there really such a coincidence in this world?
Sunday looks constantly changing, rain or shine.
He always feels as if there is some secret in front of his eyes, and he just needs to pierce the window paper!
Suddenly!
On Sunday, as a shock suddenly recalled one thing.
A few years ago, I accompanied Ji Yaoxue to Pingyang Town, Yan State, and the deputy commander of the imperial army came back to report that Su Jia had two daughters.
If this Su Xiaoning is this woman,
Then she recognized her brother in the city …
Chapter two hundred and ninety-one Ten thousand people gathered
Mo ling su mo …
Sunday locked his brow deep in thought.
How is that possible?
Even though the truth is coming out, I still don’t want to believe it on Sunday
In his mind, how did two completely different images finally become one person?
Thinking a little, Zhou Tianshen called out, "Somebody!"
Soon the two guards appeared on one knee and looked respectful and waited for the day.
"You go and call Dai Xu, the deputy commander of the imperial army."
I don’t know about Sue’s situation on Sunday. I’m going to call Dai Xu over and ask again.
When I heard this sentence on Sunday, the two guards looked at each other with a lag, and their faces were reluctant. There was no first time to leave.
"why?" Sunday eyes a horizontal.
The two guards trembled, and one of them hurriedly said, "Report to my King Dai, the deputy commander, has fallen ten days ago and his bones have been found in the dense forest dozens of miles outside the city."
"Dead?"
On Sunday, his eyes narrowed and cold light flashed.
Another bodyguard said, "Dai’s deputy commander-in-chief fractured his throat. It seems that he was scratched by a monster claw. The initial judgment should be that he was attacked by a spirit beast."
Sunday asked with an expression, "Is his bag still there?"