The psychic Taoist priest didn't care at all, and waved the whisk gently.
This is slightly different from his tolerant, compromise, humble and generous style in the past - it is an invisible toughness, soft and hard!
The high priest glanced at Master Chaohui!
I signaled to him that this bull's nose is not a good person, so it is best to send him away.
Master Chaohui could not refute the psychic Taoist priest for a while!
Master Chaohui knew that this bull's nose would not leave. He was the national guru trusted by His Majesty. However, for the psychic Taoist priest, he only knew that he was a ghost painting talisman, pretending to be a ghost, and a Maoshan Taoist priest. He thought, he would not be able to do this demonic Taoist.
No matter how capable he is, he doesn't care if he can't drive him away.
Then, his eyes were fixed on the emperor and empress.
With a high-level scrutiny attitude.
Fangfei's palms no longer sweated, but began to become cold.
The position she and His Majesty stood higher than others. From the glazed tiles here, you can clearly see a towering platform - a tall wooden shelf and a deep cross, as if someone was about to lie there.
Passion—
The sky-sky fire!
Just take it to their great gods!
That's a tall air-
The high platform cross set up last night formed a great deterrent from the heights—
The temple’s methods and courage to do things are as if every minute and every inch are meticulously calculated!
Just right! No mistakes are allowed!
No matter how eloquent you are, it will be useless!
The power of language can never resist violence!
Even His Majesty's gray armored soldier was too late - before the gray armored soldier rushed in, maybe he had been killed by the third elder!
They are not the assassin——
It's inescapable!
The hand was pinched again.
It's Your Majesty!
Since the third elder came in, he has never let go of his hand.
She suddenly felt warm in her heart, increasing her infinite courage and strength. She also quietly held his hand.