An Empire as a Betrothal Gift

Chapter 71 Ping An

Every time Qin Wang went out of the palace, he was a big battle. The luxury instrument was accompanied, and the army opened the army, the people were closed, and the static faction. Of course, it is also troublesome.

So now only sit in a low-key carriage, the cyan curtain is hanging, and there is a lively street view of the outside.

There is no different carriage with any carriage on the street.

They are secret travel.

Ji Yapian is very popular today, a stone long shirt, the beautiful five senses are hidden under the fight, looks a little warm.

He sang another fight to the same Green: "I put this on this later."

Ganquan Temple is in full swing, often with the aristocrats and Miss Miss to go to the mountain to burn incense, and the father of the family will also do it. Gao Yapo and the generic identity, if you are recognized in the mountain, you have to just get a big move.

Warfare sketchy.

The carriage drove to the city outside the city. When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, the carriage couldn't move forward, and the mountain needs to walk. Many official carriages also stop here, from the middle and down, the lady who is suitable and the thousands of gold wearing veil.

Waving will wear the fight, the hanging white yarn covers the exquisite face, and pushed the curtain.

Last night, there was a rain, and the air was still slightly wet, and the sky was quite yin. There are a lot of people wearing a fight, they are not particularly eye-catching.

But he is still incurring many people. After all, in Bai Luo Mountain in the female guest, two young Lang Jun, who had appeared, always makes people look at a few eyes. Even if the appearance is obscured, the gas of the vent can not cover up.

I don't know which Lang Jun is.

Long stone steps extends all the way, and it has already been crowded with people. Many female customers stay in a deep breath, lack of breath, and the rain is slippery, and take a few steps to stop going to rest for a while.

Gihya doesn't like people, and the hands of guarding and glaring: "Let's take another road."

Waving lifted his eyes, let Ji Yapra walk.

Horn.

Looking at the muddy lines of weeds in front of the weeds, and the muddy road of the pit drums, the guards of the pits, the massive sink, sincerely asked: "Where is the way?"

Ji Yapo Yang Yang: "Front."

Waters turn.

He didn't take the Kangzhuang Avenue, and to run here to dirty his shoes.

A gentle gorge is very disappointing.

Ji Yapo laughed behind him: "Warfare, your light power can't guarantee that your soles are not dusty, the film is not boring?"

Warfare footsteps and folded back.

"I can of course."

The two paired the eyes and rushed out, and the two figure were extremely fast in the forest, such as the string.

The mountains are all in the mountains, and the green-sleepled bamboo is placed, and the dew drops after the rain leaves it. The two are light power, lending the bamboo strike, the feet are almost never stained.

The wind is wrapped in a fresh air, blowing open the battle of the battle. Young eyebrows picturesque, blue shirt folding fan, and four green wildllicions are like integrating.

If you don't take a moment, they embarked on the flat place of mountainside.

Ji Yapan first landed. Next moment, the sky is also stopped by him.

The two are all breathtaking, a refreshing, clean.

The side of Jiye: "You slow down."

He raised his hand and smashing a bamboo leaves on the fight.

Warfare calm answer: "Your sole has mud."

After landing, I didn't move it, and I won't find this behavior of the mud in the sole. I don't find it?

: "..."

Ji Ya worship: "Wei Yue Xia is tally, it is shipped."

Waving is too lazy to make this kind of childish ghost.

He looked back at the two people just came - or flew this road, full of mud, distant, as if there was no way to repair.

This is a one-step footprint, and it is tired to die.

Warfare opening: "How do you know there is a road in Hill?"

: "Lonely in Ganquan Temple for a while, naturally know. Little sand in the daily temple, is from this road to pick up the water."

Guardian Road: "... that is not Xiao Shami, called bitter."

Is this a person who can go?

Ji Yuxi smiled: "Are you not curious, why will I live in Ganquan Temple?"

Because it is private travel, he does not call "lonely".

The bamboo forest is prosperous, the hills are remote, only two of them, quite quiet and idle.

Guardian said: "It is not difficult to guess."

: "Oh?"

"I guess, every winning battle, come back from the battlefield, you will live a few days in Ganquan Temple." Warfare glanced.

Ji Yapo.

"You have said that you don't believe in ghosts, I don't want to believe in Buddha." Warfare quietly looked at him, "But you said, for an excessive ... Mother, you would rather it."

Jiya's mother, is also his mother.

"You don't like to kill."

"Don't like war, blood, separation, but do this thing again." Waihui whispered, "You don't do it, there will always be someone to do. You just do it faster than them, let this over Have earlier. "

I can't have bloodthirsty, don't love kill, not tyrant. But he must do this.

Some people raised the butcher knife for guarding the people.

But it is also unable to wear the facts that are full of sin.

The guards took his shoulders: "I know you are very tired."

A person has so much, so long, how can it be tired?

It is chaos that the Qin Dynasty is chaotic, and the 19-year-old boy is still not a big age.

Qin State is a fat meat in all the eyes of all countries, waiting for a group of foxes who have been counted by a group of foxes.

So ... he first manifests.

Twelve years of launching nine wars, there is nothing, and was spurred by the world, with countless name, resentment.

The hand of Jiya takes a knife is always very stable.

Killing people on the battlefield did not blink, and the name of Yao Luo spread.

But I don't know if the cold face is ruthless, it is the most tired of this, and I want to end all the people early. Every time I win, when the country celebrates, the king who is supreme, the king needs to be repaired in the temple, need to ask the dust to save the death of the death, to solve the grief of the sea .

He is not fear, just sad.

The people in the Qin Qin Palace have forgotten that their majesty is just a teenager who looks like a rabbit.

Let a boy who likes the rabbit to take the duties of the chaos of the world, it is really a matter of cruel.

These are all , while the Warfare read something.

Warfare gently held him and shouted himself.

Ji Yapo is slight, and the pupil is trembled. If you are tired, you will fall down on a thin layer of snow.

Then, spring is rain.

"Cough!" A cough interrupted the embrace of the two.

"The Buddha Holy Land, the two donor caution."

Waving immediately and Ji smashed, but it was still tightly attached.

A look of "no eyes".

That is a young monk, about twenty-five six, a robes, look still very beautiful.

If it is a custom, I want to be a famous master.

Ji Yapon: "Painting Master."

Warfare: "?!"

He listened to Ji Yue, and said the dust remover.

Said that his virtue is high, the road is deep, or the temple abbot.

Will it be a white beard to flutter?

Ji Yapan said: "Although the Net Master is young, the generation is high, and the repair is also deep."

The dust is booming: "Amitabha, the donor is proud."

But how to laugh at the corner of your mouth can't press it.

Warfare: "... Master is good."

The net dust smiled: "It's good."

Warfare: "."

It's not like a gorge, it's like a little ...

"Ji Shan, met again." The dust remasten is the top question, "the poor and the old knowledge, today wants to be old and old. Will this donor temporarily avoided?"

Warfare look at Gi Yapo, and Jiye is the first.

Waters and recovery: "Then I will go to the front yard first."

The track is in the area, the Zen house flower and wood. Mao Lin, the bamboo, the birds, the spring, the morning drum, the water is flowing.

The quiet environment is very suitable for repair. This is also the reason why you have to be in this peacefulness after the end of the war.

Otherwise, just down the bloody battlefield, but also back to the deep palace cage brought to him a lot of not beautiful memories, always take people.

Two people put two tea in the stone table.

The net dust is seen: "Ji Sophil is coming for the chain of stars."

: "Yes."

"Inform Your people are not empty." The dust is not reliable before, and the tone is a little dignified. "It is difficult to start, and there is bloody disaster in the southeast."

It is southeast.

Ji Yapo: "Can you pass the robbery peace?"

Pint said: "Can. But I am afraid ... It's too late. If you want to turn your tide, there is only one way."

"The law of robbery, just on the donor of your side."

Ji Yundi is sinking: "What is this?"

Painting dust saved a cup of tea: "The donor has a fairy."

: "...?"

Waving is a must not exist.

Is the true dragon life is not enough, is the fairy?

"Ji Shan is not much more, the donor is the Chinese people, and the life should be very expensive." The dust used "this should", so that Ji Yue is sinking.

What is this?

The dust remained, "he has a fairy ... It is probably an opportunity. It has been awarded the skills in the world. It happened to be used in this robbery. Only him can resolve this robbery. "

But the price may be ... buried itself.

The people of the world ...?

Ji Yapian thought of the masters of ghosts.

The world is very unfortunate, there is always some things that are exceeding the mortal cognition. The people burn incense, believe in ghosts, the court sacrificed the rain, and the immersion, the mortal has never aweed natural.

And in this world, there is also some people outside the world, repairing the way. There have always been a lot of kings to seek longevity without die, eager to see the trail of the immortality, so as to seek long life.

It is only those who exist in the world, don't intervene.

Ji Yapo said: "Can you be safe?"

The dust shook his head: "The poor saw ... Dead robbery, but the fierce."

Jiye pupil is shrinking.

"Jiye!" The guardian is squeezed from the crowd, and I saw it to him, and the eyes were bright, and ran over.

Ji Yizhen: "Well?"

"I have given you a peaceful." The master opened too light. "Warfaret put peace to Ji Yue," Be sure to wear, save you peace. "

Ji Yue is watching the peace in his heart, some are somewhat.

"What did you talk to that master?" Waitage envelope asked.

Ji Yue is quiet, collecting peace, and shakes his head and smiled: "Nothing."

"The old man is old."

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