Old Martin doesn’t give artificial respiration to men! I suddenly urged and scolded and I won’t be old!
Cough! Guo Jiashen jerked forward with a quiver, and something that didn’t look like liquid flew out, and then he coughed violently, making the whole person bow.
… his mother … I saw that flying thing seemed to be a piece of beef and sheep. I ate too much and got stuck in my throat …
I ate a roast leg of lamb! He retorted angrily while coughing.
You are Dian Wei? Can you eat one? ！” I punched him gently on the back.
poof! Guo Jia screamed and vomited an one mouthful black blood.
Well, Zhang Ben patted Guo Jia on the shoulder. It won’t die.
Not far away came a burst of footsteps.
Master! Zu Mao held a thin man covered in blood in one hand. It’s his poison!
Sun Jian took a look at the injured person lying on the ground and stepped on his broken right leg with a straight face. Who ordered it?
It’s … Zu Mao gave me a look. It’s Kong Biejia.
Sun Jian opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of thick phlegm in the face of the injured.
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I’m afraid there will be no renewal conditions for some reasons during the National Day holiday.
The article will be broken for about ten days.
Happy national day
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Ma Dan came to write to give Guo Jia a mouthtomouth resuscitation.
But … I couldn’t accept it myself in the end …
66day great Confucian sage and grandson
The mastermind behind the poison has been captured!
Zu Mao QinBing will hole don’t drive a push to the ground.
Qingzhou secretariat HuiKong don’t drive naturally is just don’t drive in Kong Rong this year.
This is my second time to meet face to face in Kong Rong.
Wen Jugong don’t come ill? I smiled at Kong Rong, who was struggling. It’s been more than five years since we left each other in Beihai, right? When Xu Rong was trapped in Qingzhou and trapped in Beihai, it was I who led Cao Cao, Liu Bei and others to save the lives of the people in his county. But to be honest, people like me who don’t have much poetry knowledge have nothing in common with Confucius’ sage Di Sungen.
Kong Rong awkwardly climbed up from the ground and got some dirt on his face along the way, but it was still full of contempt. Your father and mouse Kong Mou don’t want you to talk nonsense!
I couldn’t smile at once.
Don’t be honest! Zu Mao a slap to smoke.
Kong Rong rolled three wheels directly and couldn’t get up for a long time.
Sun Jian’s face was livid. Mr. Kong Sun asked you … Did you order the poison at the banquet today?
The rebels and thieves will be punished! Kong Rong swore, I hate that Kong’s poisoned wine is not strong enough to poison you thieves!
Mom! Zu Mao a feet chuai in the past.
This time, Kong Rong hit the corner heavily, and then he fell limply along the wall. It seems that he can’t even turn over.
General Zu Although this fellow bites everyone like a mad dog, I still can’t help but debut. After all, he is a scribe, please show mercy.
Zu Mao looked back at me and Sun Jian and nodded Yes.
I went to the corner and bent down to pull him over
Kong Rong is panting like the same German shepherd, but the blood flowing vertically and horizontally adds three points of sadness to his original angular face.
Just now, Zu Mao’s heavy kick caused many dislocations and even fractures in Kong Rong’s body. No wonder he couldn’t move a muscle.
I sighed and helped him sit up against the wall, and conveniently connected his arm bone. Wen Ju Gong Han can’t help you anymore and you will be so stubborn.
Kong Rong is Kong’s younger brother, and he is also the firstclass Confucian scholar in the world. He also has a considerable influence among scholars and Qingzhou people. It would be a great help if he could accept what he has learned.
Although I don’t necessarily know him to be a secretariat or a satrap to master the actual military and political affairs, I think he can give full play to his talents by revising classic historical books and running school teaching.
But he still glared at me, gnashing his teeth, as if I were the culprit in the decline of the Han Dynasty.
You don’t even care to talk to me? I sigh a way
His expression hasn’t changed.
Sun Jian pulled out a sharp blade from the waist of the bodyguard before stepping and said, Please stand back and let Sun kill this pedant!
Can Wentai give me his life and death? I lean slightly.
Sun Jian Zheng then reversed his sabre and handed me the handle of course, please.
I pushed the handle and shook my head. I won’t kill him. It’s time for you to play filial piety. I waved to a whitefaced Guo Jia.
Guo Jia vain foot came up to arch the hand master pardon is not sure to say that Kong Wenju is … and don’t have the strength … He just said a word and was out of breath.
I shrugged my shoulders. What do you say … what are you doing out with me this time?
He spread out his hands to help the Lord judge the situation, especially to judge Sun’s secretariat’s intention, so that the Lord can judge whether it is war or not and refer to cough. He coughed a few times but now the overall situation has been decided and there is no place to rely on your breath to justify your words. It is not a strong point for such a giant Confucian and sage Sun.