Chang Lao's eyelids drooped slightly, covering the light in his eyes, and he didn't speak.
Just when Han Chujiu thought he would not answer.
A faint voice came from next to my ear: "The emperor of Jiyu may change, but no matter when and where, there is only one king I assist. What are others, who are qualified to let me support them?"
Han Chujiu was stunned, and looked at Chang Lao in surprise.
Then I couldn't help laughing out loud.
It's just that his laughter has the sound of gold and stone unique to young people, not only does it not look bold and rough, but it is indescribably immature and cute.
So without laughing twice, he stopped with a dark face.
This damn [curse], damn it...
Han Chujiu settled down, hooked Chang Lao's neck, and said loudly: "Brother, you have been as kind as Maitreya Buddha in the past two years, I thought your temper had been tempered, and you only knew how to give to the emperor of Jiyu. You have become a horse instead of an ox! I just found out today that you are still the unstoppable, self-willed Chang Ying back then."
Chang Lao gave him a sideways look.
Han Chujiu collected his expression, and said softly: "Brother, don't worry, that kid Di Ming Jue will be fine. I had a fortune teller for him back then, and his life is long!"
Chang Lao: "I don't know when Xiao Jiu learned how to tell divination?"
Han Chujiu said boldly: "In this world, I am the only one who does not want to learn, and there is nothing that I, Han Chujiu, cannot learn."
Chang Lao patted his forehead, then stepped forward, and gently wiped the bronze mirror with his old hand.
The voice was soft, with infinite exhaustion and depression: "Your Majesty Guang can't live."
"It took me a long time to find Miss Jun and the young master. If they die, half of Jun's life will be gone."
"Even if he is rescued, I'm afraid..." He is just a walking dead, without any happiness.
Han Chujiu couldn't see Chang Lao's sad appearance, and racked his brains to try to comfort him.
Suddenly, his body lightened, and his whole body spun.
When he came back to his senses, he had already returned to the Palace of Medicine King.
"boom!!"
Han Chujiu slammed his fist heavily on the alchemy stove beside him, his handsome and lovely face twisted ferociously.
Damn curse!
Trapping him to death in this Yaowang Palace, alone, powerless, how many years will he be trapped
Was it so that he changed from a seven-foot boy to a baby in swaddling
Han Chujiu took a deep breath, gnashed his teeth and said to himself, "Don't be angry, don't be angry! Wouldn't it be the bastard's wish to die of anger? Oh, there's nothing to be angry about, anyway, my baby The apprentice is coming soon."
"If she can grow flowers from the other shore, and can bear yellow spring fruit, she will definitely be able to..."
He must be able to bring himself out of this cold tomb.
Han Chujiu slowly closed her eyes, and threw her whole body on the low couch.
"Wait a moment!!"
Suddenly he jumps up from the couch, "Didn't Di Ming Jue say he likes my precious apprentice?"
"Then what the hell is Miss Jun?!"
"Di Ming Jue, how dare you play double-faced swords with me, start chaotically and end up abandoning, and step on two boats?!"
Han Chujiu gritted his teeth and kept spinning around in the Palace of Medicine King.
The flames in the eyes almost burst out.
If Di Ming Jue was in front of him at this time, he would definitely not be able to resist tearing him to pieces.
"Hehe, even a playful peacock like you wants to marry my precious apprentice, dreaming!"
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The northernmost part of the floating island is the endless Bohai Sea.
But few people know, if you continue to go north along the Bohai Sea, what will you see