To Win Over That Son-in-law Protagonist

Wei Xuantian dropped a big pot and slammed it on his head, making him inexplicable!

People like him are always good at calculating, and naturally they have never encountered such a situation.

A huge force surged up, making Wei Xuan's dexterous tongue speechless.

Yue Hongyu closed his eyes suddenly, hiding the scarlet in his eyes.

She took a deep breath.

The killing intent was condensed on Yue Hongyu's fingers, and it seemed that she could cut a hole in the sea of ​​knowledge with a light effort. The opening of the gap can make Yue Hongyu fall into an uneasy madness.

The more red fish, you have to calm down.

The matter of another story line cannot affect the mind of today.

If she wants to borrow money to kill, she should kill all over the world.

In any case, there is always no benefit.

Yue Hongyu's fingers were as smooth as beautiful jade, and now they were slightly stiff, trying to loosen them bit by bit.

Scarlet fingerprints were also left on Wei Xuan's neck.

The psychological quality of this court secret probe head is really extraordinary.

Wei Xuan escaped from the dead once without any particular panic. This attitude was still very stable.

He reached out and patted his shirt, dusting it off.

After doing this, Wei Xuan stretched out his fingers to touch the bruises on his neck.

Wei Xuan: "You hurt me."

Wei Xuan's voice was a little slow, and his voice was also slightly hoarse.

He touched his neck and wondered what happened to the red fish. Could it be that the Yue Hongyu encounters a bottleneck in martial arts, and can't it become a delusion?

Those thoughts quickly rushed through Wei Xuan's mind, making his face naturally reveal a look of concern.

Wei Xuan: Because of occupational habits.

After escaping from the dead, Wei Xuan's neck was still aching, but his mind was alive.

For him, a running dog of the imperial court, observing words and colors is an indispensable skill.

Yue Hongyu still closed his eyes, and his cheeks were still ruddy. The loose hair swayed gently on Yue Hongyu's cheeks, making her a beautiful color.

Although Wei Xuan's neck still hurts, he is a generous person. He thought for a while, and wanted to pick up a few ironed posts and care about it.

Yue Hongyu suddenly said: "People in this world, if they are not like-minded people, the so-called friends, are just the existence that has not yet become an enemy, and can become an enemy anytime, anywhere."

Wei Xuan:...

Wei Xuan: What are you thinking about?

After thinking about it, Wei Xuan searched in his belly and tried his best to reveal a sincere look: "It's not wrong to say that, but I always seek common ground while reserving differences in matters of the world. Just like I am loyal to the court, should I regard the people of the world as enemies? "

What else would he do? In this world, there is almost no place where there is no anti-thief potential.

Just like when he went to Xifeng to eat the soil for more than half a month, he dug out the bones of the dead man killed by Mu Congyun and held the handle, but Wei Xuan thought nothing happened.

At that time Lan Yue'e still didn't understand, why she was doing useless work.

That's because Wei Xuan would not go to war casually.

Yue Hongyu finally opened her eyes, her eyes shone like the dark sea.

The scarlet color has faded from her eyes, and her usual composure has been restored.

Her gaze fell on the red mark on Wei Xuan's neck, and then slowly moved her gaze away.

Yue Hongyu: "I'm going to practice, you can withdraw."

Wei Xuan can't say it's bad either.

However, Yue Hongyu was finally not very ruthless. Although she was going to practice qigong, she invited her nephew to entertain Wei Xuan.

Nian Shan Hui is naturally not an enemy of the whole world. The principle of the Hui Zhong is to strive for all the strength that can be obtained.

Although the Nian Shan Hui wanted to overthrow the Dayin court and create a new world, it did not intend to slaughter the hundreds of thousands of officials from the Dayin court.

As an excellent leader of the navy, Yu Qingyuan's propaganda can also be described as a whole set. Promoting the Nian Shanhui to Wei Xuan is also full of eloquence and feelings.

When Wei Xuan listened to Yu Qingyuan attacking the current court with words, he did not make the expression that a loyal minister should have.

The dynasties of the world go round and round, and the rounds return to the beginning, there is no difference. Wei Xuan knew this truth in his heart.

Now Yu Qingyuan is talking about the good society. Only with a brand-new system can human beings get rid of this kind of reincarnation, and a perfect system allows the society to self-purify and adjust.

Wei Xuan was slanderous in his heart: Come on, I'm afraid no one can tolerate such words.

If he persuades Yue Hongyu to take care of himself alone, he does not know if he will be slaughtered by Yue Hongyu?

A generation of sword fairy, why bother with moths fighting the fire?

Such a beautiful ideal, because it is too ideal, it seems that it cannot be realized. The more red fish can not have the profound scheming of other people's brains, but is a woman with wisdom, why bother to regard herself as a sacrifice?

Wei Xuan stared at the brilliance on Yu Qingyuan's face, and for a moment he was slightly in a trance.

Ruo Nianshan would call those tyrannical powers to relieve the people, and in the end, they wanted the throne to be passed on to their children and grandchildren, and wanted to pass on for generations. That Wei Xuan, the court running dog, wouldn't give a single look, and he wouldn't be moved at all.

But now, Wei Xuan's heart moved slightly. But the future of Nian Shan Hui, who knows?

After Yu Qingyuan finished giving a round of Dao, his nephew waited for Wei Xuan to make some comments, and watched this wave of propaganda whether Wei Xuan could eat or not.

Wei Xuan immediately thought of a sloppy idea.

"Brother Yu may have some truth in what he said, but if Yue Jianxian told the sermon himself, it would be easier for me to understand it."

Yu Qingyuan looks like hell, with an expression that you want to fart.