Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Li Huowang sat in a corner of the guest room, silently watching the discussions of those Daqi people.

In order to clear the sides smoothly, they seemed to be arguing whether to win over some of the eunuchs in the palace.

One party believes that the eunuchs in the palace are all the same, while the other group believes that a group of past relationships in the palace can still be used now.

Li Huowang's attention did not focus on these people, but mostly on Zhuge Yuan who was beside him.

When the old **** was there, he sat there drinking tea, like a spectator, and did not express any opinion.

Even with his lofty status in Daqi, as long as he speaks, he can quell the dispute.

Li Huowang walked up to him and sat down, lowered his voice and asked, "It's so noisy, don't you persuade it? At this time, there is no leader."

"It doesn't matter, with Mr. Qin here, they won't be quarreling for long. Xiaosheng estimates that they will be able to do it tomorrow at the latest. The little emperor is not the key, the empress dowager who sits behind the curtain is the most important."

"Hopefully, I'll go out and relieve myself." Li Huowang stood up and walked outside the house.

When he walked to the deserted courtyard, Li Huowang didn't wait long, he left the Liang residence directly.

As soon as Li Huowang left the range of Liang Mansion, the faded human-shaped window grilles on the side wall suddenly spoke.

"Why don't you do it yet? We are all waiting hard outside. Even the supervisor."

Li Huowang frowned and said to the overlapping window grilles: "I haven't figured out where Zhuge Yuan's old imperial calendar is, what are you worried about?"

"Besides, I'm rushing to do it now. It's just to startle the snake. It's not that you don't know what Zhuge Yuan's strength is."

"As soon as possible, at this critical time, you can't come slowly."

"I know, don't worry, the time when Zawangdao troubles Zhuge Yuan again is a good opportunity for us to do it. In the face of Zawangdao, Zhuge Yuan will definitely use his old imperial calendar."

"You're so sure that Sitting and forgetting will do it?"

"Definitely, Zhuge Yuan and Zawangdao are already on the line, either the fish is dead or the net is broken. Zawangdao has been ambushed twice before, and there will definitely be a third time, okay, I'll go back first , or Zhuge Yuan will become suspicious."

After speaking to the man, Li Huowang didn't wait for the hand to say anything, turned around and walked quickly towards the Liang residence.

As the window grille stopped moving, in a mansion a dozen miles away, a fat woman with a pair of red-string scissors rolled the window grille into a ball and threw it into the fire, then turned sideways to the prisoner. Cheng told everything just now.

The supervisor's eyes narrowed, and he allowed the two little girls who looked like flowers to hammer his legs and rub his shoulders.

Seeing that the sandalwood on the side was burnt out, the fat woman immediately walked over to re-grind and light it seriously.

Just when the white smoke rose again, Jian Cheng spoke.

"I ordered to go on, let the two Zanwangdao in the prison go, and let them speak to the other Fengpai Wrigleys, tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, they will besiege the storyteller together, and the Superintendent of Superintendents, apart from the Liu Yaotongshu, what? Do not want any."

The fat woman seemed to be frightened by the other party's instructions. Zanwangdao has always been the enemy of Jian Tiansi, but Jian Cheng actually planned to do business with them!

"Lord Supervisor, will they do it?"

"I know these liars. They will. You all think they are reckless lunatics. In fact, they also have things they care about, but they usually hide them well."

Speaking of this, the supervisor seemed to feel a little tired, stood up and walked towards the bed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the two girls who were only wearing bellybands in the quilt hurriedly lifted the quilt.

When the prisoner lay down, the two girls immediately shrank to the end of the bed, hugged the prisoner's cracked feet in his arms, and pressed them tightly against their softness.

The supervisor sighed and turned over on the bed with difficulty, "Go, when you start tomorrow, remind the old man that this matter is very important, and I will supervise the battle myself."

"Yes, slaves obey."

The fat woman picked up the red-string scissors and cut them in the direction of the oil lamp. The room instantly darkened. She bowed her head slightly towards the supervisor's bed and slowly stepped back from the room.

The next day, Li Huowang got up early and didn't eat breakfast. He stood in the courtyard uneasy and wandered back. He always felt that something would happen today.

There were people coming and going around, constantly talking about the Daqi people, Li Huowang completely ignored them and regarded them as background boards.

After all, compared to the affairs of Daqi, the affairs of Daliang are undoubtedly many times more important.

But with the arrival of a carriage, Li Huowang's eyes couldn't help being attracted, and a **** came down from the carriage.

This **** is very fat and white, and he is younger than the picture. He does not wear gold and silver, but holds a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

As soon as he came in, he didn't even enter the house, he just stood in the courtyard and started talking.

"Everyone~www.wuxiamtl.com~ don't be too busy. Godfather said that he can't help you. As if you didn't see it, it's enough to repay the favor."

Qin Mengzhe, the national champion of Daqi, obviously refused to let go of the help in the palace. "Father-in-law, Lord Zhuge is also here, you really don't think about it? It's Jackie Chan's achievement!"

The **** glanced at Zhuge Yuan, hurriedly bowed respectfully, and then said with a self-deprecating expression on his face: "Master Qin, what do you think is the most important thing for us servants in the palace?"

This rhetorical question stopped the others, and the Miao Jiang woman said hesitantly, "Gold?"

"Wrong! It's my son! You can't help this kind of thing, but Lord Buddha can help!"

Having said that, the **** untied his clothes, revealing the arrowhead belly covered with veins.

As if showing off, he said very excitedly: "Who said that our eunuchs are destined to die without a baby?! Did you see it? Do you know what's in it? My son!"

The **** stroked the belly covered with blue veins over and over again with the tiger's mouth wrapped around the bead, as if in response, and the contents printed a small handprint on the tight belly.

This scene made Li Huowang feel chills on his back. What the **** happened to Daqi, how did the monk in Zhengde Temple get this **** pregnant, and was that stomach really alive?

Compared with the Zhengde Temple in Daliang, the Zhengde Temple in Daqi is obviously much more powerful.

Seeing this scene, Qin Mengzhe's hands were shaking with anger, "Those in Zhengde Temple are all demon monks! You won't get good results if you stick with them!"

"Who can help us rootless people to inherit the lineage, let alone a demon monk, even if it is a demon?!"

After saying this, the **** carefully wrapped his stomach with clothes.