Chapter 558： Submit

ps: The silver leader appeared, thank you, there was a dream in the leader!

In the early morning, Zhu Getian came out of the room, stretched out a long lazy waist, sighed in the bright sunshine, closed his eyes and sighed intoxicated: "It's a good weather!"

Qiao San waved his hands and asked the two maids to lift a girl corpse out of the house, and said with a smile: "Young Master, God has been everywhere. Chu has been able to get the cloud and treasure. I heard that there are more than ten days away Heavenly master broke into King An's house. "

Zhuge Tian nodded casually, and said lightly, "Slightly provoked, and there will be others in the future, see if he will die!"

Qiao San smiled and nodded: "The young master has a great plan, admire it!"

Zhuge Tian frowned at him.

Qiao San shut his mouth a little awkwardly, knowing that he was not shooting well.

Zhuge Tian lay in the chair, gently seated, and said lightly, "What then?"

"What then?" Joe Trinity yelled.

Zhuge Tian Yangtian looked at the blue sky and white clouds, bright and sunny, and said casually: "A dozen extra-terrestrial masters broke into An Wang's house, and there is no more?"

Qiao San was hesitant, and said helplessly: "They are all dead."

"Uh-?" Zhu Getian turned to look at him.

Qiao San was busy: "They were all killed by Chu Li!"

"Oh?" Zhuge Tian smiled slightly. "It seems to be quite capable."

"Yes, he has great martial arts." Qiao Sanyi sighed: "I really did not expect him to have such a skill!"

Zhuge Tian smiled, disapprovingly said: "How can he kill ten, no matter how big he is, and still get twenty? The first players are some low-handed, and the high-handed ones won't easily shoot."

"Yes," Qiao San busy said, "Young Master Yingming."

Zhuge Tian said: "Are you afraid?"

Qiao San reluctantly laughed: "Yes, I am timid, I didn't expect Chu Li to be so powerful. In case he is now spread out by us, will he find it?"

"How about finding it?" Zhuge Tian said dismissively: "Can he still resist my Funiu Mountain ?! Besides, where can he find out? It's really timid!"

Qiao San smiled with embarrassment: "Yes, he can't find out!"

Zhuge Tian said: "Well, you can put your heart in your stomach. He is too busy taking care of himself now, how can he think of anything else!"

"It is estimated that it will shock others," Qiao San said busyly. "They are afraid that they will not dare to do anything at will."

"The more he is like this, the more unlucky he is!" Zhu Getian smiled lightly: "The more powerful he is, the more powerful Yun Baobao is and the stronger the temptation is, those top masters can bear it? Joke!"

"Master Xiaoming!" Qiao San sighed.

A maid walked in heartily: "Young Master, Director Joe, there is a messenger down the mountain."

"Who's the letter to?" Qiao San looked at the maid with a sober look.

The maid said: "It was for the young master, and he said he would present it to the young master in person."

"Who sent it?" Qiao San frowned, looking at Zhuge Tian.

Zhuge Tian smiled: "Show me only? Interesting!"

He only went down the mountain twice and met Mei Aoshuang. In addition, he had almost no communication with other people. They were all glimpse-like travels, insights into the world, insight into people's hearts, and did not go deep into them.

Under such circumstances, someone sends a letter to himself, revealing an inexplicable weirdness.

The maid said, "The man didn't say that he wanted to present himself to the young master. The young master knew it after reading the letter."

"Interesting, Qiao San, you go and see." Zhu Getian laughed.

"Yes." Qiao San promised.

Qiao San didn't get out, stepping directly on the top of the tree, recklessly towering over the ancient trees, covering the sky, he looked small like an ant on it.

When I came to the foot of the mountain, I saw a young man with a normal appearance and a thin, dry trunk standing there, looking around.

He was holding a gray bridle, with his head and bridle fur all gray and extremely downcast, apparently he had been beaten down by his young age.

Qiao San frowned and fell to the youth.

Lean years old startled, busy holding his fists saluting.

Qiao Sanheng whispered, "Who are you?"

"The villain He Erwa." Slim old year busy: "By the order of a fairy, send a letter to a Zhuge man, to present it to the Zhuge man in person."

"Fairy?" Qiao San frowned. "What looks like a fairy?"

He Erwa busyly said, "Like the fairy who walked down from the painting, people don't dare to look at it. I just glanced at it. The fairy said that Zhuge Gongzi knew who she was when she saw the letter. She said her surname was Mei. Plum fairy. "

"Last name Mei?" Qiao Sanyin's face changed slightly, and he reached out his hand: "What about the letter?"

He Erwa hurriedly covered her brown mouth and drew hard: "I want to give it to the son of Zhuge!"

"You apricot, young master is what you want to see!" Qiao San hummed.

"I don't care, I promised the fairy, I must give it to the son of Zhuge in person!" He Erwa busyly said, "If you can't see the son of Zhuge, you can't hand in the letter!"

"Xing, believe me to kill you!" Qiao San raised his palm.

He Erwa exclaimed: "I just killed me, and I will not hand over letters!"

"Oh, what a bad temper!" Qiao San sneered: "Well, look at Mei Xianzi's face and spare you a little life, let's go!"

He could see He Erwa's lack of martial arts, reached out, and carried his collar to the top of the old tree.

He Erwa shuddered and closed her eyes.

Qiao three points of internal force turned around He Erwa ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He Erwa now has no internal force, but the meridians are generous and frank, it turned out to be a martial arts wizard!

He was taken aback, looked up and down on this thin and dry apricot, and sighed that he was really unrecognizable. Such an inconspicuous apricot should have such a qualification.

He turned his mind and gave birth to a ray of murder.

Such a guy can't keep him alive, young people are terrible, how can there be a way to live like an old man like him?

If you get him to Funiu Mountain, you will soon become a top master, and you have to lower your eyebrows to someone. This **** guy dies one less, and the more you die, the better, you can live more freely!

Murder was surging, but his face softened, and he smiled, "Where did you see the plum fairy?"

He Erwa tried to widen her eyes, and was blown away by the oncoming wind, and said loudly: "I saw it in Tieniuling!"

"Only Mei Xianzi?"

"Two more fairies."

"What does Mei Xianzi say?"

"Mei Xianzi only asked me to send the letter to Zhuge Gongzi, and then left me in Funiu Mountain."

"Hehe" Qiao San's murderousness is even more prosperous, and he laughed: "You can't stay in Funiu Mountain. I'll give you a hundred or two money later. It's a reward, how?"

"One hundred and two?" He Erwa's eyes widened.

Qiao San smiled and nodded: "Satisfied?"

"Is there a hundred or two?" He Erwa asked eagerly.

Qiao San said: "The old man talks, let me tell you now, I won't mention the remaining words for a while."

He said he took a silver ticket from his arms and handed it to He Erwa.

He Erwa grasped tightly, for fear of being blown away by the strong wind.

He stared at a few words or two, nodding hard: "Really give me?"

"Yes, here you are!" Qiao San smiled. (To be continued.)

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