"Huai Zhou’s civil law is having a hard time. Does Sima family want to exhaust ze and fish?"
"No, the demon in Sima’s house is not that simple …"
"And what did Tu Su Jia find in the hidden mountain?"
"Letter from Gongshancheng"
The maid respectfully handed the letterhead and interrupted the young man’s thoughts.
Xiao Zhongmou is not famous, but few people show up in front of him. The Jianghu is generous, kind and beautiful. No one would have thought that it was so ordinary that Reagan couldn’t find it when he threw it into the crowd.
Xiao Zhongmou took the letter, glanced at it and handed it to the maid at random. "Tell Shancheng that this time I am assisting Jili to stop thinking about brothers?"
Next to an old man, he snorted discontentedly, but he was also like an age-old binocular vision.
"The Xiao family rule is that it’s bad luck for you to fool around like this!"
"Yes, yes, Mr. You’re right."
Xiao Zhongmou muddled through a few more maps and drawings.
The old man looks pale. "What do you care if you hide here and calculate this all day?"
Xiao Zhongmou smiled. "Mr. Liu, you are wrong. Xiao Jiawei has never been but this gang of king eggs. What should I do if they are not careful?"
The old man took a deep breath. "Take care of your own business first. I have no problem with the plan of Duke Li. What do the two bodhi old zu want?"
Xiao Zhongmou finally put away the map.
"I, Xiao Jiayi, have never seen the ups and downs of the Millennium, and the scenery of the Huang family at that time has not ended in smoke."
"Ji Li is wrong. What matters this time is not to be cruel."
The old man looked curious and asked, "What’s so important?"
"Rules!"
Xiao Zhongmou smiled with a simple and honest face. "How many heads can the dragon snake land when the spring tide comes?" What matters is the rules. "
"This time, my Xiao family will give the state rules!"
Chapter one hundred and fifty-nine The heat of the heart gathers in Yongan.
The sun is blazing in Wan Liyun.
At this time, it will be the hottest season of the year when it is approaching the midsummer.
Xia Chan clamored for hot air to bother Yong ‘an idle Han people. They couldn’t help drinking herbal tea and eating cold noodles. They stopped by to have a dose of dog days to stick to the shade of the nest and chat about parents’ gossip and gossip.
"Mojia Mountain City Gift I heard that the whole Bing noble people will come to see it. Now that’s the face, I don’t know if I can go in and have a look. If I can be taken a fancy to by a young lady …"
"What are you going to think about? You’re such a bitch!"
"Of course, you can’t get into the mountain city, but people’s homes are kind. These days, a lot of troupe juggling has come. I heard that there are still running water seats, so I will wait for this meal without eating."
"Ha ha ha ….."
At this moment, the noise suddenly sounded in the distance.