Yang Shu Mei Ying

Finally, when he arrived at the host of Chiyantang, Jun Shuying ignored him. The owner of Chiyantang finished all that he had to say, and waited respectfully. With the passage of time, great flames of sweat began to appear on Chiyantang's forehead, sliding down the forehead where the blue veins broke out, sliding to the chin, and then dripping onto the shirt. He didn't dare to wipe it a little.

The time of Banzhuxiang passed, and Jun Shuying still did not say a word. The owner of Chiyantang secretly raised his eyes to see, only to see that their leader leaned on the couch with one hand on his forehead, but could not see the expression on his face lowered under his sleeves. The other church leaders around were still sitting in a critical position, and everyone was in danger. Naturally, no one would speak for him.

The master of Chiyantang swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously, "I don't know what the leader has to say to Chiyantang."

Jun Shuying still ignored. The hall was terrifying and depressing silence.

The Lord of the Red Flame Church couldn't bear it. He slipped down from his chair, two knees down on the ground, and he shook his head. His voice trembled. The leader is faithful and can learn from the sun and the moon. If there is something that makes you dissatisfied, the subordinate will voluntarily accept the punishment, and ask the leader to show his gratitude! " It was already dripping with blood.

Jun Shuying finally made a noise this time. He raised his head and said blankly, "You are doing this and you haven't made any mistakes. What kind of forgiveness and life are you going to give?"

The owner of Chiyantang did not respond for a moment, and knelt down with blood on his head. Jun Shuying waved his hands lazily: "When you're done talking, just go on."

The various leaders below stood up quickly and respectfully retired. The owner of the Chiyan Church passed through this affair, rejoicing as if he had just picked up a life. Where can he take care of Jun Shuying's abnormal response, a heavy hoe, and stood up and left quickly.

When the church masters all left, Jun Shuying got up from the couch, frowned and raised his forehead. Gao Fang came forward and asked with concern: "God leader, but where is the discomfort?"

Jun Shuying shook his head and went into the inner room. Gao looked back, with anxiety in his eyes.

Gao Fang always feels that Jun Shuying is not quite right these days. Perhaps the Tianyi Rebellion was settled, and the internal enemies were eliminated. There is no need to worry about the camp step by step as before. Jun Shuying now seems to be relaxed. In the past, those eyes that were almost full of calculations and flickered with calculations, but now they are lazy and drowsy all the time, ready to close at any time.

Just now, those church owners were all embarrassed and didn't even dare to lift their heads. Naturally, they did not see Jun Shuying's look. He sat next to Jun Shuying, but he could see it clearly. Jun Shuying's silence scared the hallkeepers, but in fact he was clearly asleep.

Gao Fang walked to the window to look at the sky, but it was just after a while. It is not normal for a martial arts person to be so sleepy. However, Jun Shuying did not say that he should be diagnosed with a pulse. He naturally did not dare to touch his veins. Otherwise, with the temper of Jun Shuying, it was possible that he would die injustice.

Subtle fragrance floats in the air, the evening breeze is gentle. Gao Fang sighed softly: "I wish it was just spring."