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Chapter 1273 Where you go, I will go

Prince Min sat down with his legs crossed, held the wine pot and poured wine into the white jade cup, sipped lightly, and occasionally twisted a few pine nuts in his mouth and chewed it in his mouth, looking calm and gentle.

But in his heart, he was panicked.

This screen is not really what he said to be able to nourish people, but harm people. Just put it in front of you, which means that every breath is inhaling the illusory poisonous gas.

That's right, Prince Min didn't know that the harmful aura emitted by this stone was radiation, so he could only call it poisonous gas.

Emperor Chu, the dog emperor, really found out that the screen was harmful and caught him off guard.

what to do?

Prince Min took a small bun and tore it in his hand. His fingertips trembled slightly, and a piece of white paper was exposed in the bun. He put the bun in his mouth and chewed it all, then he came to the bed and lay down. In the dark, he spit out the small sticks in his mouth, took a look through the light, stuffed them back into his mouth and chewed them.

The old guy was so lucky that he avoided a fatal blow, but was seriously injured. The sick girl named Wu Kang was really useless. He was useless to let him know about this news. You said that you were so energetic that you stabbed someone to death. How great would it be.

In this way, the old guy died, and those people couldn't blame him.

But how can you be lucky? At such an old age, you are in the middle of winter when you suffer such injuries. It is probably difficult to recover.

Prince Min felt a trace of perverted pleasure in his heart.

If you want to abandon him and plan another new leader, you have to see if he agrees. It’s amazing that you will part with one beat, and before you leave, you will die of the old thing.

Prince Min closed his eyes and was happy alone, then opened his eyes again. Thinking of Emperor Chu's words, no wonder this man investigated Yue so tightly, and he had already discovered that the old thing was not dead?

If he found the old thing, would the old man give himself up?

Prince Min was a little hesitant and frowned. He could not stay here for a long time, especially if there was something behind him.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on his jade ring, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed again, and he fell asleep with his eyes closed.

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Emperor Chu stood in the dark and watched Prince Min sit quietly in prison and eat, drink and sleep. He seemed to be completely unmoved by the screen. He couldn't help but snort and took the people away.

"Your move is really a whim."

After leaving the prison, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but speak.

Emperor Chu paused, looked at him and raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't this good? I think it's pretty good. He didn't know that the screen was a harmful thing, and he said that he was raising people, so he was disgusting."

He looked back at the direction of the Tianzhu and said, "Since he said to raise people, then take care of them well and feel the wonder brought by the screen. Yunzhi, this is called..."

Song Zhiyuan consciously continued: "If you use your own way, you will treat your own body?"

Emperor Chu bent his eyebrows and pounded his shoulder: "Yunzhi is really my confidant."

"I'm lucky that I'm a confidant, but I think I'm a roundworm."

Emperor Chu laughed loudly, looked at the dazzling fireworks in the distance, and said with his hands behind his back: "I don't know when we can truly eradicate these ghosts and monsters, and the world will rise to peace and the territory will reach thousands of miles."

Song Zhiyuan fell behind him, looked at the fireworks with him, and said, "Don't worry, this prosperous era will eventually be as you wish."

Emperor Chu turned his head and looked at him: "No matter what, Yunzhi is willing to follow him?"

Song Zhiyuan solemnly bowed to him: "Where you go, where you go, where you go, I will also follow."

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But what the hell is my mind full of supernatural memes? How can I really want to write about ghosts and supernatural things in my new book?

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