At the beginning of the summer, he looked at Xiao mubai. It seemed that General Zhao had to take some time to visit him before he left Beijing.

At this time, the voice of Mo Xiang came from outside the door: "young master, Miss Huo has come and asked you to negotiate. It's getting late. If you have to talk for a while, she will go to the Su Yuan. If you finish, she will say goodbye to General Zhao."

Zhao Xingwen stood up and was about to make a sound. He was stabbed twice by early summer. For a moment, he maintained his standing posture and couldn't move or say. He only stared at early summer with confused eyes.

At the beginning of summer, he said calmly to the door: "tell Miss Huo that my cousin has something to do temporarily and has gone back first. Let Qian'an drive Miss Huo back to the house."

When Mo Xiang heard the reply, she stepped down, and her voice was heard in the hospital, as well as the conversation between Su qianle and Huo Wenshu soon after.

"Since Xingwen left first, I won't go to the Suyuan. Qianle, you should go back and have a rest earlier." Huo Wenshu said goodbye to Su qianle.

"Then according to the young master's words, let your brother drive you back to the house." Su qianle didn't force him to stay either. He glanced at Su Qianan.

Su Qian'an had come forward and then made an invitation to Huo Wenshu.

Huo Wenshu gave a "um" sound. With the sound of walking away, Huo Wenshu faintly asked Su Qian'an, "when did Xingwen leave? Look at me..."

The words in the back may be because they are not clear when they are out of the yard.

Zhao Xingwen couldn't move or speak. He could only turn his eyes to express his dissatisfaction and questioning.

At the beginning of summer, seeing that Huo Wenshu was far away, he smiled and pulled out the needle stabbed at his dumb hole.

As soon as the needle was pulled out, Zhao Xingwen shouted angrily, "Xia! Chu!"

At the beginning of summer, he put his little thumb into his ear and turned around: "my ear works well. If you're howling, I'll give you another shot."

Zhao Xingwen quickly lowered his voice: "what are you doing?"

"It's nothing. I've seen you stay in Beijing for a long time. I think I haven't practiced for a long time. I'll help you tonight."

"I don't fight ravens." In Zhao Xingwen's mind, there was a picture of Bian Ding and Han SA working together and being beaten by ravens.

His martial arts are not as good as the two. In addition, in the army, Zhao Xingwu once had a competition with raven. Zhao Xingwu tried his best. The Raven's injury has not healed yet. He beat Zhao Xingwu and vomited blood with only one push and one finger. He is not a fool. If he is not immobile, I'm afraid his feet have stepped out of the threshold at this time.

"Don't worry, I won't let you fight with him. It's just your martial arts..." at the beginning of summer, he gave a 'tut', shook his head and then said: "it's no use giving instructions."

Zhao Xingwen was ashamed and wanted to get angry, but he was not qualified to stand on his feet.

After all, he is a general. Although he has practiced martial arts since childhood, he mainly marches and fights and trains on the battlefield.

He is not reckless in the Jianghu. Naturally, he can't compare with the dark guards and attendants who have studied martial arts since childhood.

Therefore, he stammered for a long time, and finally asked angrily, "what are you doing?"

At the beginning of summer, I looked at Xiao mubai and asked, are you coming or me?

Xiao mubai stepped forward two steps, attached to his ear in early summer and asked him in a low voice, "can there be burning incense, one by one?"

"More." At the beginning of summer, he replied and began to search in the cabinet.

Seeing this, Zhao Xingwen thought of Xu Wenlan's schadenfreude. As if he was saying 'you're finished', he immediately responded: "ah, I just asked why his Highness the king of ink doesn't drink. What harm do you do?"

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a handful of incense coming out of the cabinet in early summer.

Zhao Xingwen didn't know what the incense was for, but his face had changed: "what's the use of that thing?"

At the beginning of summer, he held the incense and put it in front of his nose for him to smell. Then he comforted and said, "don't worry, it's just hypnotic incense."

Zhao Xingwen felt at ease. He saw Xiao mubai whispering a few words to early summer. Then he saw that early summer looked shocked and gave Xiao mubai a thumbs up. Then he went out of the house, put a row of hypnotic incense in the yard, and gave the rest to the Raven, He said to him, "if my cousin breaks one, fill it up, and let him go back to his house when he finishes burning the incense."

Although the Raven didn't know what to do in early summer, he nodded according to his words.

Zhao Xingwen was nervous when he saw the two of them whispering. Seeing that it was only a time to burn incense, he suddenly breathed out a foul breath. He thought it was a big deal.

Zhao xingwengen held his neck and said, "if it's because I asked what I shouldn't ask at dinner, I'll be punished for standing a incense stick, and I'll admit it."

Early summer just walked back, raised his eyes and glanced at him: "cousin, I'm afraid there's some misunderstanding. It's not standing, it's squatting horse step."

???

At the beginning of summer, he looked confused: "it's on the row of incense, squatting horse step!"

Zhao Xingwen understood this time. After looking at them, he thought to himself that the hero didn't suffer from the current loss, but just squatted on a fragrant horse step: "if you solve the acupoints for me, I'll squat."

At the beginning of summer, he ordered Moxiang to get a basin of water. Then he turned to him and said, "you have to hold a basin of water on your head. You can't sprinkle it."

Zhao Xingwen felt that it was no more than a incense stick. He gritted his teeth and endured it, and accepted it.

At the beginning of summer, he pulled out the silver needle on his body and made an invitation to him.

Zhao Xingwen walked to the row of incense and took a horse step. Moxiang had already taken a basin of water. At the beginning of summer, she took it and asked her to step back. She stepped to Zhao Xingwen's side and put it on his head.

Zhao Xingwen rolled his eyes, lowered his eyelids and glanced at the row of incense burning below: "it's OK after burning, isn't it?"

At the beginning of summer, canran smiles and tells the Raven to watch. Then he enters the house again, closes the door and discusses with Xiao mubai about Guo Weidong.

During this time, he was busy planting and framing Du Hanfei, but he forgot that Xiao Zimu was assassinated by lingmen in the suburbs of Beijing. Tonight, when Zhao Xingwen mentioned that someone in the Jianghu assassinated Guo Weidong, he remembered it and told Xiao mubai in detail.

Zhao Xing's text, squatting in the cloud habitat, thought it was only a time of incense, which was a very light thing.

But I never thought that with a basin of water on my head, the degree of difficulty would be doubled.

What's more, there was a row of incense burning under his ass. the original fragrant smoke made him lose his eyes.

But that row of incense is also hypnotic incense.

Not only dazzled, but also made him sleepy