101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 154 Marx's Consecrated Brain!

Ah Jiu, who was waiting downstairs, heard the shouts from upstairs, and hurriedly ran up to the second floor with small steps, and saw Master Shao holding the door knocker tightly, and King Rui's shouts were heard inside.

I was also surprised in my heart, this is not the first time that King Rui came up, why is the situation a little strange this time.

He trotted over, stopped the young master, waved his finger and pointed at the people in the room, and blessed his body again.Shihua has never learned sign language, but looking at her like this, does that person know him?
Thinking of letting go of the hand holding the door knocker, the person inside just opened the door, and looked at the good guy: Isn't this the sand sculpture of King Rui?Why is he here?

But seeing his anxious expression, before he got angry, he quickly opened his mouth: "How could King Rui trespass on my embroidery pavilion?" She understood too well that the one who speaks first has an advantage, otherwise why would the wicked like to sue first? .

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, King Rui, who had been swearing furiously, suddenly lost his temper. It was indeed rude for him to come uninvited, but she didn't say that this place before the Star Palace, except for the courtyard of the National Teacher , can I enter anywhere?

This embroidery pavilion has also come up a few times, but this time it is true that no one brought him up, and this matter can't be a big deal, it's not good if it spreads to the ears of the emperor, but this dumb person will suffer?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Shihua knew that he had won in terms of arrogance, and thought of putting his hands behind his back: "King Rui, respect yourself." This sentence was like a knife, piercing his heart again.

"When the young master invited me to come up that day, did you think about the word self-respect? Will you still die if you beat me today?" He couldn't hold his breath after all, and held his buttocks.

Shihua saw the flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and thought to himself: This idiot seems to have murderous intentions, but he just kicked him, so why did he want to kill himself?
It was only after she had spoken that she felt it was inappropriate. This time, she came here to give her something sweet, and then she put down the cold and serious look on her face: "I am also the king, and I have never been brought up by anyone."

The change came too fast, Shihua was a little confused, why did this guy suddenly have such a high level of awareness, and his mind was enlightened by Max?No, be careful.

Rui Wang wanted to step out, but when he lifted his leg, the buttocks in his hands were pulled, and he gasped lightly, it really hurt a lot.

Seeing him like this, he knew that his feet were too heavy, but he didn't want to help him, so he looked at Ah Jiu, and Ah Jiu understood.He reached out to help King Rui, and helped him to sit on the couch outside.

When I sat down, I touched the injury and bounced up again.Seeing this scene, Shihua spent his whole life trying not to laugh out loud, watching all this silently, rolling with laughter in his heart.

King Rui was even more unhappy, she just watched?On weekdays, she got red bumps from kneading, and she was so distressed that she took out the secret medicine to apply the wound to herself. Seeing that she was standing still, she used the uninjured half of her buttocks to touch the soft cushion on the couch: "Ah Hua, where are you going?" Is there any medicine?"

"Yes." Nodding, she turned and entered the room. She saw some bottles and cans in a small cabinet, which should be medicine.

But there is, but I don’t know which one, looking at these bottles in a daze: Which medicine is useful?Tsk... I really don't know, I nodded thinking in my heart: "Point to Bingbing, choose whoever you click on."

He picked a palm-high, porcelain-white Shuanglu bottle, uncorked the bottle and smelled it, it seemed to be some kind of floral fragrance.The bottle was corked back, and the medicine bottle was weighed in his hand: I hope you are blessed, if you are not blessed by fate, I will not have to compete with the king of hell, it is God's will.

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