The carriage just stopped.

The two Rakshasa guards looked at each other and immediately walked up.

One of them spoke a strong accent and was about to drive away the carriage driver.

Suddenly, a hand was protruding out quickly like a poisonous snake lying in the grass!

He grabbed the gatekeeper's throat, just like pinching a doll, and directly lifted him up with a "click"!

Kill it here.

By the way, the curtain of the car was slowly lifted open.

The Rakshasa ghost Aojia showed his beautiful face and extremely coveted body, which was a face that was unforgettable.

When another Rakshasa man saw Ojia clearly, he seemed to see King Yama. He was so scared that he trembled all over and turned around and ran away!

Oga's hand suddenly stretched out, and she grabbed it gently in the air.

The Rakshasa man who had already run to the door was immediately sucked in.

"Click!"

Oga kills people simply and neatly without any drag.

Wu Zhi also walked out of the carriage and said with a smile to Oka.

"Your move is very similar to the dragon claw hand I learned."

"It seems that there is a single martial arts in the world, and it is not without reason."

Ojia glanced at Wu Zhi and said, "Are you really willing to help me restore my country?"

Wu Zhi laughed: "Don't worry, sister! I, Wu Zhi, have always done what I said!"

"Okay! If you can do this, I will definitely give you the greatest benefit after things are done!"

Wu Zhi smiled and said, "Let's talk about it then, let's solve the small problem in front of us first."

While talking, the two were like that close couple.

Let's walk in together.

Just as Wu Zhi and Oka were in the Rakshasa mansion, they were "kangli" and dealt with them.

A carriage was slowly walking along the Imperial Street towards the palace.

The appearance of this carriage looks very ordinary, but it is protected by soldiers in front and behind.

Ordinary people avoided each other after seeing each other, but in the carriage, the honest man who had always been honest on weekdays, Lao Lin was now wearing a bitter face and wearing a Taoist robe.

Lao Lin is indeed an honest person. From childhood to adulthood, he always acts in a straightforward manner, works diligently, and adheres to his duties, and dare not make any breakthroughs.

But now, he changed into a Taoist robe that was completely incompatible with his identity.

And the place they are going to now is the palace!

What Lao Lin wants to do next is to deceive the little emperor!

Lao Lin’s heart is now up and down.

He turned to look at Ximen Qing dressed in Taoist boy.

"My little ancestor! I really can't do this!"

"Or why don't you change someone?"

Ximen Qing had both hands inserted into her sleeves.

Showing a mysterious look.

"Lao Lin, I'll ask you, do you want your eldest son, who is 30 years old and has not married yet, to marry a big-butt daughter-in-law into the house?"

"Do you still want to treat your youngest son's legs?"

"Your wife's health is not very smart, right? She is sick and can't get out of the ground. She needs a lot of money to treat it, right?"

"I tell you, this girl can solve all this for you, and now you just need to do what I said."

Lao Lin’s face was full of bitterness!

But Ximen Qing's words were really stuck in his heart.

He is indeed troubled internally and externally now.

I often blame myself for being incompetent, and now I have such an opportunity to put it in front of me.

Even if you die, you have to fight.

In order to completely appease Lao Lin, Ximen Qing took out two golden leaves from his pocket.

Then he gently placed it on Lao Lin's hand that was covered with calluses and trembling.

"Please pack this thing as a deposit given to you by this girl."

"Girl, girl! No, no, this is too expensive!"
Chapter completed!