The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 217 Aquaman Escape From Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 107

   "It's a bit like, that person is more ordinary..."

   She wants to run away, of course she will dress in a low-key manner.

  Xie Xun: "What happened at that time, tell me word for word."

   The dreadful oppression made the soldier's voice tremble. He felt that Xie Xun's expression was really scary, and tremblingly told what happened yesterday!

  Speaking of the end, the whole room was quiet.

   After a long time, there was a laugh.

   Okay, Meng Tangan.

   It turns out that she treats everyone the same!

   Xie Xun's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. They thought Xie Xun would get angry and arrest people, but he did nothing, not a single order.

   Such a calm and startling attitude makes people even more uneasy.

   Bamboo Garden.

  Xie Xun tore off the blood-stained clothes, his thin back was already dripping with blood: "Apply the medicine."

   "You really don't mind the pain, it's a shame you can endure it for so long," Dr. Chu He's eyelids jumped, and he felt pain for him, "This dog emperor is too cruel."

When he was on the battlefield, there were a few fatalities, but this was nothing to Xie Xun. He let Chu He apply medicine, freeing up one hand to deal with official documents. In cold sweat, I can't fake it.

   "Can you respect me as a doctor?" Chu He couldn't help but say, "If you leave anything for two days, you can't get moldy. You are so injured and still blowing cool wind, it is estimated that you will have a high fever."

   "I have something important."

  Chu He said this, but he didn't expect it to be a prophecy. Xie Xun had a high fever that day, and it was useless to cool down. He didn't listen to the persuasion.

   The candles were dim, silent, and messy texts were piled up on the table. Xie Xun was wearing a loose and thin robe, his body temperature was hot, and he stayed up all night, explaining everything about the Houfu, and taking care of everything properly.

   "Pay attention to the movements of Liang Jian and Lin Zhengyuan. Although they have lost their power now, their minds are not dead. Emperor Yan's health is getting worse day by day, and he is watching the palace."

   "The person who intercepted Nanliang's incoming letter to the capital and colluded with Lin Zhengyuan is likely to be a lieutenant of Nanliang's army."

  's voice was hoarse and hoarse, and the sound of coughing echoed in the study. Xie Xun didn't even move his eyelashes, and his tone was calm.

   "The Minister of War gave Pu Yun, and seven days later, a feast of heroes made him stand out."

"and also……"

   Also, Meng Tangan!

  The next day, before dawn, Xie Xun took a team out of the city.

  Chu He: ? ? ?

   Even an iron body can't stand it!

  Xu Beihou's red clothes were bright and windy, and his robes were rattled by the wind. He was slender and stern, with no signs of high fever or illness. His arrogance was as high as the sky.

   He rode on the back of the horse, his white fingers clenched the reins, and he looked up at the sun today. The light of the spring was dazzling, and when he looked directly at it, one could almost shed tears: "Go—"

   He wanted to take Meng Tangan back with his own hands.

  The long street was empty and no one was there, and it looked a bit desolate unexpectedly.

   An old Taoist priest walked staggeringly from a distance, wearing a tattered Taoist priest's uniform, with three words embroidered on the sleeves crookedly - Wuzhuo Temple.

   blocked Xie Xun's way.

   "Young Master, I think you are destined, how about a divination for you?" The white beard covered most of his face, smiling, raised a finger and gestured, "Only a tael of silver!"

   Xie Xun has never believed in fate, and he has never encountered anyone who swayed and hit him.

"roll."

   "A penny will do!!" He persisted, "I see that you have an extraordinary skeleton, you and I are destined to have a fate!"

  Xie Xun leaned over coldly: "One more word, **** to feed the fish."

  "..." The old Taoist sighed heavily, muttering, "If you lose, you don't make any money, anyway, I'll give you a free calculation.

   Xie Xun wanted to see what he could say.

The old Taoist squinted his eyes, looked at Xie Xun carefully through the sunlight, pinched his fingers, paused for a few seconds, and then looked at him again. This time, the pause was obviously longer, and his eyes showed shock and disbelief. Do it again!

   "Edit?" Xie Xun mocked.

   The old Taoist withdrew his hand, and it took three attempts before he dared to speak, and there was no fourth time.

   "You won't live to be twenty-seven years old!"

   Before Xie Xun could respond, Yang Zhihua, who was beside him, got angry and smashed his shoes on the old Taoist!

   "What nonsense are you talking about here! Other Taoist priests even make up two auspicious words, curse people to death here?!"

   The old Taoist dodged nimbly and touched his beard: "People in the world often don't hear the truth."

   He took one last look at Xie Xun, shook his head, and walked in the opposite direction. He was wearing shabby pudding-stitched clothes, which were extremely fat. His back looked crazy, and he was muttering something.

   "I met a short-lived ghost when I first opened... ah, why is it so difficult to make a penny."

   "Cause and effect cycle, back and forth for three lives..."

  Yang Zhihua was about to die of anger, he had already become a withered flower: "Master Hou, I will arrest this Taoist priest immediately! It's really bad luck to make things up."

   "There's no need to waste time with him." Xie Xun didn't take it to heart, his face was indifferent, "Get out of the city."

   Outside the capital, Tianmeng Village.

  Tianmeng Village is located in a remote mountain village in the south of the Yangtze River. The journey is far away. Xie Xun spent two days and two nights eating and sleeping in the open air. He did not stop for a moment and rushed to the village.

  Tianmeng Village is a remote and ancient village. Everyone who could walk left, only the elderly and children, and some women. Suddenly seeing so many outsiders, the pot exploded.

"who are you?"

  The people of the village were xenophobic, gathered together, and stared at them vigilantly, their eyes seemed to be looking at some monster, whispering, and their expressions were not good.

   An inexplicable strange atmosphere permeated the village.

  It doesn't look right.

  Xie Xun rolled over and dismounted, stood up straight, looked at the scene in front of him, and gave Yang Zhihua a look.

  Yang Zhihua understood, and immediately stepped forward with the money: "Our son wants to ask you about something, the payment is not a problem, dare to ask if any strangers have come to the village these days?"

   When those people saw so much silver, their eyes lit up, barely restrained their vigilance, grabbed the silver in their hands, and hurriedly replied: "No, no! We don't usually have outsiders at all, so you came here today!"

   "We're going to stay here for a few days, won't we bother you?"

"No trouble!"

   Who would be troublesome if you have money!

  The people in the village could see that they were not simple people, and they could not guess their identities. They talked a lot, found a few clean rooms, and they were enthusiastic and enthusiastic.

   One of the men among them looked at them from a distance, his face changed greatly, full of panic and viciousness, and ran in the opposite direction...

  Xie Xun was always indifferent, did not speak, and looked delicate and intimidating.

   After nightfall, Tianmeng Village fell into silence, a knock on the door rang, and Yang Zhihua went to open the door.

   (end of this chapter)