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1133. Chapter 1133 It's not as good as a dog to wear a prince 7

"Same as usual, half half and fifty-fifty." Murong Xitian didn't want to lose a point. What he said about the deposit just now was to save some face for the young emperor because of his cooperation with the young emperor.

However, since the Young Emperor doesn't want it, why should he be polite?

The Young Emperor was helpless. He had never been tricked like this since he was a child. But it was because he was tricked so miserably that he became more certain that the man in front of him could not afford to offend him.

Whether he can get rid of his eldest sister's control and find out the truth about the old man's serious illness depends entirely on this man.

"Just treat it as a meeting gift for me to become a brother. Talking about a deposit is too outrageous." The young emperor's mind suddenly became active, and he raised a harmless smile again, "Little brother, I will hug my thigh shamelessly and be like the prince for once.

younger brother."

Murong Xitian did not expect that the Young Emperor would react so quickly. This kind of mind was not something that ordinary people could possess.

If the Young Emperor will not be his enemy in the future, it would be worth making friends with him.

"Let's talk about it later." Murong Xitian still couldn't let go of his guard. After all, this was not his era. In a strange era, the rules were completely different from those of the Splendid Dynasty. He didn't want to make any mistakes before he figured it out.

Because if you make a mistake in judgment, the outcome will be death.

The young emperor touched his nose dejectedly and felt relieved. If Murong Xitian agreed readily, it would mean that he had made a mistake.

"It's getting late, and you're tired of all the hard work. Go to bed early. Brother Wang, Sister-in-law Wang, let's meet tomorrow!" The young emperor shamelessly regarded himself as Murong Xitian's younger brother.

Murong Xitian raised his eyebrows, and before he could show off his power, the Young Emperor's soles were already greased.

The moment the door closed, Xia Ziluo sat on the bed with his legs crossed: "Xitian, you are really good at cheating people to death for no reason. However, does this count as cheating yourself? Let's sleep with air conditioning at night?"

As she spoke, she looked towards the windows on both sides.

The room they lived in had floor-to-ceiling windows on the left and right sides. One side was close to the sea and they could enjoy the beautiful scenery of the seaside and sunrise. On the other side, there was the courtyard, which looked very cozy.

But now, the beautiful scenery has been completely destroyed, the floor-to-ceiling windows have turned into broken glass, and corpses are lying on the floor.

Murong Xitian raised his lips disapprovingly: "Just change to another room. Hehe, compared with this trivial matter, these guns are more important. I plan to study it carefully before going back and do what you said.

Sniper."

The best thing is to be able to defeat Zheng Yu completely and blow out Zheng Yu's head with one shot!

"It's not as simple as you said? Even if you use up all the Young Emperor's bullets, you may not be able to become a sniper. A sniper can't just shoot. It's as simple as shooting accurately. It also involves a lot of knowledge.

"Xia Ziluo stood up with a smile and pulled Murong Xitian to the computer desk and sat down, "This is the laptop I'm talking about. I'll teach you how to surf the Internet. All this knowledge can be found online."

With that said, she pressed the power button.

After a while, the computer screen came on. Xia Ziluo tapped on the keyboard, opened the web page, and pulled out the sniper's information for Murong Xitian to see.

"But before watching, you have to learn how to operate a computer first." Xia Ziluo was a little worried, not knowing how to teach Murong Xitian.

Wubi is too profound. Pinyin, I wonder if it existed in ancient times?

If you can't type, you won't be able to play with the computer.

Murong Xitian suddenly stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of Xia Ziluo's nose: "This kind of trivial matter cannot be troublesome to my husband. You can go and rest, I will study it myself."

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