Chapter 930 Invisible Anchor Live Room 4

Chapter 930 Invisible Anchor Live Room 4

For the small official, this ghost called Zaizai can live for a very long time.

The ghosts in the books are at least several hundred years old. The ghosts that can beat the elders, and the ghosts that suppress the elders are at least a thousand years old.

So this is a good ghost that can send him away.

He felt at ease.

He feels more at ease than when he is with other people.

The elders didn't dare to look at him coldly and forced themselves to smile.

That face is weird though.

Erliu said that was a forced smile.

Petty Officer: . . . .

He was the first patriarch who did not have to be released into the wild and did not receive any patriarch training.

Then he was held in his arms to listen to the clan leaders talk and discuss important matters of the clan.

The suspended patriarch was ignored by the elders. You can't see me and I can't see you. Don't hit people in the face.

For example, if the Great Elder said that he wanted to place people among the top leaders, forget about the Qing Dynasty, as that was a broken ship that was bound to sink.

"The revolutionaries and reformists, if they have fewer people, they will be a powder keg. Don't let your own people get blown up."

Second Elder: "The red party should also send someone to check out the situation. If there is no problem, they can join and get a position first."

The Third Elder: "If there are many people from the military academy, arrange for them to go in as well."

"Don't go to Japan. They always put plasters on their foreheads. It's unlucky. You can tell at a glance that they are not good people."

"Go to Germany, learn weapons manufacturing, and start a business."

From now on, the world will be ruled by force. No matter what the reason or not, just knock the person down first.

The fourth elder saw that everyone had spoken, so he also expressed his opinion.

"I still think we should occupy the northeast first. We can't let the cannon destroy our base. We can also take out our red cannon and Qin crossbow and continue to improve them. They need to be more powerful."

After all, their ancestral graves and most of their ancestors are here.

If the Zhang family's ancient building was destroyed, they would not be able to face their ancestors.

Who made this an age of guns and airplanes?

Besides, the person in power in Northeast China is also named Zhang. He is very capable, but he has few children and cannot control the arrogant and powerful generals under him.

Something will definitely happen in the future.

Their people can infiltrate first, and then seize power when the time comes.

"You can also use your mother's surname instead of the Zhang family's surname. Otherwise, if there are too many people, they will be recognized at a glance."

Anyway, the Zhang family is rich.

The Shan generation used force to suppress.

People with the character "海" in their name are cool and make money.

"Then adjourn the meeting."

Everyone nodded towards Zhang Qilin's position and went out one by one.

Petty Officer: . . . .

My head is buzzing.

An 8-year-old’s mind is filled with thoughts about mechanisms, digging holes, various tomb knowledge, and Feng Shui knowledge from various places.

After all, he hasn't seen the outside world yet.

It’s okay, it’s okay, Guigui said, he will get it after listening to it many times.

The original responsibility of the Zhang family head was to guard the gate.

Guigui said that he no longer needed to watch the gate because there was already someone inside.

All he wants is to grow up happily. Apart from studying, he doesn't have any worries at the moment.

Don’t ask whether you understand the question or not, just remember the answer.

But he also understood that the world outside was in chaos, with many political parties and a precarious situation. This situation had been mentioned in history.

At this time, something new will be born.

He had also seen the guns and cannons in the tribe.

He couldn’t play with running, and he had played with guns before, which were made by the elders in the clan.

Of course, Xiaoguan has the best gun in his hand, a toy electric gun that flashes, is colorful, and can spray water.

This toy is not lethal, but it is very attractive.

It attracted many of the Zhang family’s older and younger children.

The big Zhangs would now peek at the life of the young patriarch from the courtyard walls and trees, but this time their gazes were kind, peaceful and envious.

Where is the childhood of the Zhang family? Each of them is too obsessed with face to be a paper king.

They want it too.

But they didn't say.

They just stared at him.

But Xiaoguan didn't understand, and he didn't know how to get along with them.

"Junior official."

This was the first time someone other than the church called him by his name; before that they had called him the Holy Child.

Zhang Qilin looked at him in confusion.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhang Ruisong took out the tea leaves embarrassedly. He was only a few years older than the young patriarch.

"Can I trade tea leaves with you? I want to play with your glowing water gun for a quarter of an hour."

As he spoke, he handed the thing to the young patriarch.

Dad loves to drink this thing the most, he just thinks it can only be used to cook tea eggs.

I don't understand why dad loves me so much.

Zhang Jingyuan: . . . . .

That was his treasure, and his foolish son who didn't know its value was going to make him mad to death.

Unable to find tea, he rushed here quickly.

Hope it can be rescued.

The official shook his head. He didn't like the green tea leaves.

Zhang Ruisong was a little disappointed, but forget it, he would just take a look.

His eyes were fixed on the colorful water gun.

The official tilted his head and said, "I like candy. You can exchange it for something delicious."

Zhang Ruisong's eyes lit up. It was good to eat candies. He also had a lot of candies, all brought to him by his father.

There are actually quite a few male mothers in this Kirin who spoil their children, but that’s all because their own children are stupid, well, really stupid.

How can I not protect this one kid?

I just have one child.

It can also be considered a mutant species of Qilin.

Zhang Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the tea leaves that had not been delivered. He told the young clan leader that they had to leave first because they had something to do. He picked up the little brat and silently put the tea leaves in his arms.

Go back and beat him up, beat him hard.

Is it easy for him? He has no other hobbies but drinking tea.

It’s not like the Fourth Elder likes to raise turtles.

Xiaoguan also left holding Guigui's hand.

He couldn't see Guigui, but he knew where Guigui was. Even if other members of the Zhang family tried to walk past the place where he was holding hands, they wouldn't be able to sense anything.

Erliu: Very good, today Zaizai can refuse people and make requests.

Studio.

[Why do I feel that Zhang Ruisong looks familiar? ]

[I think Zhang Jingyuan looks familiar. ]

[I think they are all familiar.]

【Ah, I see.】

Then he stopped talking.

Other netizens sent out blocking comments, and it seemed that the insults were very dirty.

But now they want to know what Hei Xia Zi is doing.

So the task of printing large gold characters blinded Erliu's eyes.

He didn't say he had to raise two children. He couldn't afford it.

One is quite troublesome.

So he exchanged the summoning light curtain and let them do the work, and he made the difference as the middleman.

Live broadcast room:...

Lao Liu, six six six.

So a small screen was added to Xiaoguan’s growth live broadcast room.

Under the moonlight, Hei Xia Zi was sleeping with the lamb in his arms. His mother found him and took him home to sleep.

Little Lamb: . . . .

Help! I was almost strangled to death.

The little prince slept soundly smelling his mother's fragrance. The next day, he rode his pony around facing the morning sun, shouting everywhere.

It was very noisy, and the guards kept following the young prince to protect him.

All the netizens who watched the live broadcast wanted to go traveling. Kid, you look so happy, it must be because you have less homework.

Stealing Hei Xia Zi’s money: [I don’t know why I really want the host to let the little prince do a lot of homework in the future, the kind that can’t be finished. ]

Twenty-six: . . . . .