Chapter 273 (1/2)
Cloud whispers his head, ”Grandpa, don't look at the surface.”
A recording crystal appeared in her hand.
The light and shadow of the streamer are transmitted from the recorded crystal stone. The picture looks like the conversation between Jiang Wushu and Su Ling in the forest where the cloud whispers.
“…… As long as your Su family is heartfelt enough to the royal family of Southern Xinjiang, the benefits will not be less than yours... ”
The sound of Xinjiang Wushu flows out of the recording crystal.
The cloud sky was shocked, a bent over, ”whispers, where did you get these?”
”I happened to meet the princess of the southern Xinjiang and Su Ling without returning to the forest.” The cloud replied softly. She believed that he would know how to use it if he gave the record crystal to Grandpa.
It is light and light to see, but it is clear that things are not as easy as she said.
How can the southern Xinjiang not even have such a vigilance, such a close and high quality record of painting, the slightest words must have taken a small risk.
He sighed and said, ”today I pretend to be ill, and the emperor also acquiesces.
He had long noticed that the Soviet family had been moving recently, but he didn't expect them to be able to cross the enemy and sell their country. ”
Cloud sky took the record crystal and handed it to Guanghan, and the voice was still cold and heavy. ”Guanghan, do you know what to do?”
”Yes, cloud Hou.” ”Guanghan took over the recording crystal, and replied coldly.
”In a word, you have great success this time. Grandpa will certainly get a reward from the emperor for you Hum. How can his granddaughter have made such a great contribution without reward?
Cloud is not interested in this so-called reward. In Nanming, what baby has she never seen before? The things in Bei'an can not get her eyes.
She shook her head and said, ”I'm afraid there will be movement after the three families. Grandpa, you do this... ”
Cloud whispers in the ear of the cloud. The eyes of the cloud are more and more surprised. Finally, he looks at the words towards the cloud. Even if he believes his granddaughter, he can't help asking, ”light In a nutshell, are you saying it really? ”