Heretic Doctor Useless Consort

This person is here!

Yaosheng suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation. After all, the "Pingxihou" in the room could not speak horribly. If he really met someone, wouldn't he be exposed? !

but……

"Get out!" As the "Pingxihou" Di Sikou, he directly roared a demon language that changed his tune due to anger, and his whole body was shocked! The unparalleled Beginning God Realm's battle spirit stunned all the people outside on the spot.

After a while...

"You take the liberty of the official! Get out of here! Get out of here!" As the city lord of Kongliu spoke, he hurried away, where he would dare to stay again.

Damn it!

That's terrible, okay!

Almost was shocked to death!

Sure enough, the face of the nobleman is not so good to see.

The city lord of Kongliu originally wanted to brush his face, but he never thought of offending this big man. Of course, this would be how far he would go.

Yaosheng is also worthy of being the guard of the old prince. This would be a quick response. He opened the door and went out carrying the white-skinned big demon to have a curse.

I don't know what it was because of the curse. The white-skinned big demon had already said "Yes, yes, yes" again and again, and then tremblingly hurried away, he didn't dare to bother.

When Ye Qianli saw this, she looked back at Di Si Kou, only to think that this trip allowed him to pretend to be Ping Xihou, which is really accurate.

"What kind of bird stuff?" Di Sikou actually cursed a little nervously, "Can't let us go smoothly and smoothly?"

"Di Si Kou still learn a few more demon words." Yao Sheng felt that Di Si Kou is still very talented in language, and he is going to teach him a few more words. Anyway, he is waiting for blindness, and he is also waiting for learning to speak.

"Everyone, follow along and learn a few words in case you need it." Yao Sheng pondered, there will definitely be more emergencies next, so it is better to be prepared.

"We are all listening." Qi Fengyue said, she also learned to speak a few words, the demon language that Yao Sheng taught before, the pronunciation is pretty good.

Seeing that the "students" are so strong, Yaocheng naturally shouted harder and harder. He is also very skillful. He teaches everyone the simple pretending to be monster language that nobles need to use in dialogue.

In this way, half an hour passed very quickly, and the white-skinned big demon didn't dare to neglect. When the time was up, he came to report and said that the rail car was about to arrive.

That is, it hasn't arrived yet...

"I'll talk about it when it comes." Yao Cheng said as if to endure irritability, also a playwright.

"Yes, yes." The white-skinned demon quickly stepped back, feeling that the temper of this group of people was getting worse and worse. At the beginning, even though Ping Xihou was impatient, he could still talk to him.

Later, the city lord came and was blasted away. Now even a little demon dared to yell at him! Really, he didn't dare to say anything, he must be one level lower than the official of the city lord, just an eighth rank official.

But just as the white demon retreated for a while, there was a "humming" sound, and Yao Sheng's eyes were faintly bright, "It's the movement of rail cars entering the city."

"Is the railcar coming?" Ye Qianli felt relieved a little.

Di Si Kou and others also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they could finally leave.

Yao Sheng also opened the door again and walked out, thinking that he would see the white-skinned demon return, who ever thought! The receptionist demon didn't return, but there were sparse voices, which sounded from the place where the railcar stopped.

This is not...

"Om rumble!"

It seems that there are rail cars one after another, still at this time, one after another! ?

This……

Yaosheng immediately reacted and said, "It's not the railcar from the dispatch that came, it should be the original railcar from Kongliu City returning."

"This is not a bad thing, it can be regarded as a railcar coming." Yao Ming pondered, and he could leave the bird's place soon, but he was really frightened.

however--

"It's not quite right." Yao Sheng felt that there were a lot of people who got off the railcars.

"What do you mean?" Ye Qianli heard a bad feeling.

Yaosheng also said with eyebrows, "It should be that the number of troops is not enough. The 19th prince asked the soldiers of the conscription regiment to return and continue the conscription, and also sent more rail cars. I am afraid it is a large-scale conscription."

Ye Qianli immediately knew what was wrong, "The chief of the conscription regiment, maybe an acquaintance of Pingxihou?"

"It's possible." Yao Sheng's face was not so good.

Di Sikou said, "No matter what kind of bird he came, since I am in a hurry to return to the account of the nineteenth princes, I naturally won't chat with them, and it's nothing."

"I hope." Ye Qianli was still a little worried.

Rong Mo was an old god, and he didn't seem to worry about this. It's just that he was like this, with his wicked facial features, he seemed very insidious, as if he was wondering what shameful secrets.

So, it's really a huge difference between a good-looking person and a bad-looking person with the same expression. Anyway, Ye Qianli feels a little bit spicy now.

Fortunately, even though the outside became noisy, no one came to interfere with Rong Mo and his party. The white-skinned demon was obviously frightened and did not dare to bother again.

at the same time--

"Om rumbling!" When a rail car entered the city, Yao Sheng guessed that the rail car from the dispatch should have arrived, but he was worried that if he went out now, he would hit an "acquaintance".

But Di Sikou said, "Let's go, after all, we are in a hurry. If this rail car comes, I will be squatting in this room, it seems not quite right, young master, what do you think?"

"Yeah." Rong Mo nodded, but stood up first.

Di Si Kou just got up, and under the door opened by Yao Sheng, he swaggered towards the railcar ride point, and their group was originally the high-level of Mount Xumi, even if they pretended to be "no people or ghosts", Where is the natural temperament.

So they are in a hurry! The self-contained suffocation of not entering the stranger, otherwise, the suffocation of death will shock the original noisy reception point to silence.

"Don't speed up the car!" As soon as Di Si Kou walked to the position, he was already full of temper, and he let out a very anxious utterance, and the white-skinned demon shivered from a distance.

"Quick! Quickly dispatch the track." The white-skinned demon hurriedly ordered his subordinates, and he also got rid of the head of the conscription regiment, and rushed to the "Pingxihou" side, this big man! He really didn't dare to neglect any more.

Everyone at the reception desk was shocked, and no one reacted for a while. Rong Mo and his party smoothly boarded the railcar. Seeing that the last Yaosheng had already stepped on the railcar!

But never thought--

"Wait!"

The commander of the conscription regiment who was left behind by the fair-skinned demon actually screamed at Rong Mo and his party in the full-sounding ten thousand domain language! This sound...

It almost burst Yaocheng's heart and gall! What did this person say about the language of ten thousand domains, could it be that he saw something? How can this be good! ?

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ps: Ooh~ don’t you love me anymore, dear ones? Why don't you vote for King Li Li? ? ? Oooooo...

————Here is the dividing line of envy————

This time the author’s salon, this baby’s real name envied some of the author’s babies who can code words while playing, and can calm down and code words wherever they go.

For people like me, the environment is too noisy, the keyboard is wrong, not the desktop, the font is wrong,...I don’t feel any codes and it’s hard to get into the state, so generally if I know in advance that I need to travel, I will try my best first. Save some manuscripts, even if it is badly written, in order to keep updating, it is to save manuscripts day and night.

Before I went out, I had been suffering from injuries and blindness for about half a month, writing in the early hours of the morning, oh oh oh...

Real-name envious of going out with a notebook, you can code out tens of thousands of other author babies! Why is my scum not good? [Every time I coded words outside, I am dissatisfied with my own manuscripts, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and glaciers cannot be cured...]