Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Lao Hei was lying on the stone bed, turned around when he saw her coming in, and continued lying down with his butt facing her.

In fact, Yi Huang should clean up the things she used, but she forgot.

Zhao Fushuang symbolically said: "Well, I'm looking for Lao Hei."

Yi Huang was dressed in white single clothes and had a tall figure. He glanced at her and didn't answer.

Zhao Fushuang also felt that it was a bit hypocritical to say so.

Strange to say, the moment I entered the cave, it immediately became much warmer. The outside and the inside seemed to be two worlds.

This is already thick, but with a fleece cape, it will be even hotter.

Zhao Fu unbuttoned her cloak and held it in her arms.

Guo Zizhi at the door scolded: "Going back to your house? Do you have any rules for undressing in front of my master?!"

Zhao Fu rolled his eyes at him, "Is it hot enough to take off?!"

She just took off a cloak, she wore a lot of clothes underneath!
Yi Huang glanced at the clothes in her cloak. She was wearing a thick white dress embellished with green medicinal plants. The material was soft and well-tailored. Standing here gracefully, the dreary cave immediately became alive.

After going out for a few years, I was much more particular about my clothes than when I was here.

At that time, there was no money for her to spend, so she wore a borrowed pink dress for several months, but now that she had money, she might not talk to him again.

At this time, Lao Hei said leisurely: "Don't look for me, I won't see you."

Zhao Fu's face darkened, Guan Yihuang would like it!

Zhao Fu placed the cloak in both hands on the edge of Yi Huang's desk, walked towards the stone bed, knelt on the stone bed, leaned over and grabbed Lao Hei's neck, "Come on, say it again, will you see my aunt?" .”

Old Hei screamed, "Zhao Fushuang, you shrew, let me go!"

The strength in Zhao Fu's hands was getting stronger and stronger, and Lao Hei begged for mercy, "I was wrong, auntie, please forgive me."

Yi Huang's eyes flicked to the furry dark green fox fur cloak that fell on his desk, and Zhao Fushuang's unreasonable remarks came to his ears, "Wrong, is a mistake useful? I need compensation, and all the treasures you took from my father will be gone." Where is it, give it back to me!"

Lao Hei whimpered: "It was taken away by Butler Huo."

Zhao Fushuang: "Do you think I believe it? Your stomach can swallow all directions, and you can be taken away by that old boy? Even if you are taken away, you have to make it up to me!"

Old Hei: "Zhao Fushuang, are you still shameless?"

"I want face, can you give me baby?"

"It's really strangling!" Old Hei yelled again: "Grandma, let go, I'll give it to you, can't I give it to you?"

Zhao Fushuang stopped immediately, clapped her hands and stood up, "You didn't say it earlier."

It caused her to sweat in so many fights.

The old black cat rubbed its own neck with its paws in a strange gesture: "Damn child!"

"Stop talking nonsense and give me something."

Lao Hei spat out some bits and pieces from his mouth, including two treasures that she had coveted for a long time.

A set of invisibility cloaks, a severed hand.

Zhao Fushuang was so satisfied, she still said, "Let's be so-so."

"Let's go you!"

Zhao Fu put it away and said, "I don't have a weapon, so it's best to give me a weapon."

Old Hei hates iron for being weak, "I told you to be a human being and keep a line. Your wealth is gone, and you don't keep a single thing around you. Now where can I find weapons for you!"

"If you don't have one, then you haven't. You're still teaching." Zhao Fu got up and left the stone bed. When she turned around, she said casually, "I'm going to enter the Peak of Aspirations tomorrow."

The old black and green eyes looked at her back, and said for a long time: "Don't worry, wicked people live for thousands of years, like you, at least they have to live forever."

Zhao Fu smiled and said, "I would like to borrow your good words."

I came here just for the baby, and there is nothing to stay in this cave.

Zhao Fushuang said to Yi Huang symbolically, "I'm leaving."

As he spoke, he walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Yi Huang's voice was a little tense: "Pick up your clothes."

Take it as soon as you take it, and you didn't leave it on purpose!

Zhao Fu pursed her lips, and strode back to pull on her cloak.

Yi Huang's slender fingers moved slightly, and a piece of emerald green bamboo fell on her clothes.

Yi Huang said lightly, "Take it."

Zhao Fu took a double look at the emerald bamboo on the cloak, it was crystal clear and very beautiful.

She only tore off her clothes, but didn't touch the bamboo after all, "Thank you very much."

"Isn't there a lack of weapons?"

"Bamboo is not very good at using it. Let's talk about it later when we meet a suitable one."

Yi Huang leaned back half a point and raised his head, meeting her eyes.

She was quite calm, it was because she really didn't want his things, not because she was making trouble.

Perhaps, he was superfluous.

The current relationship between the two is that she has a better grasp of proportion.

Yi Huang fell silent.

Weapons are not required, but he has heard of some of the experience of entering the top peak in the past 5000 years. If she asks, he can tell her about it.

However, before he was allowed to speak, Zhao Fushuang left without looking back.

Even Guo Zizhi looked at her in surprise, his unrelenting demeanor seemed to have some of the bloodiness of the Bai family.

On the way to Aspirations Peak.

Zheng Jianing and Xiong Dalang followed Zhao Fushuang slowly with dark faces, like two debt collectors.

Zhao Fushuang pretended not to be able to see, and walked in front, wearing a soot skirt with narrow sleeves and a waist, and her black hair was tied casually with only a hairpin.

Pretty and capable, without the flamboyant or revealing attire of women in the cultivation world nowadays, coupled with her stunning face, it makes people feel good.

The so-called good impression is limited to the first time meeting, at least at the moment Zheng Jianing and Xiong Dalang wish they could strangle her to death.

Zheng Jianing complained: "I said Wushuang, do you see that we don't want to enter the summit of aspirations with you?"

Zhao Fushuang walked in front. Hearing this, she never paused: "Whether you are willing or not is not in my consideration, but I still suggest that you adjust your mentality. After all, we still have a long time to work together."

Zheng Jianing was furious, "I haven't married a wife yet, my Marquis Mansion has been passed down from generation to generation, if I don't leave a queen for my father, he will die with regret."

Zhao Fushuang, "To tell you the truth, my father was so mad at me, whether your father died in peace, how much do you think it has anything to do with me?"

"Of course, if you have the time to think about your own future, I advise your father to marry more concubines and have more children to be more reliable."

"By the way, it is possible that the quality will go up."

Zheng Jianing's face darkened to the end: "."

From then on, Zheng Jianing didn't want to say a word to Zhao Fushuang anymore, and Xiong Dalang followed behind with a dark face.

Just as the three of them walked out of the gate of Mengfeng Mountain, a male voice came from behind: "Miss Zhao, stay here."

Zhao Fu looked back and was not surprised when she saw that it was Xie Zhiyu.

It is no accident that some people appear, even if there is no invitation from her that day, they will naturally come closer in the future.

Xie Zhiyu was dressed in a white shirt, dressed very neatly, full of bookishness, walked in front of the crowd, greeted the others politely, and then looked at Zhao Fushuang, "I don't know if what the girl said before is true?"

Zhao Fu shrugged slightly, "Then let's go."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and continued towards the direction of Wending Peak, Zheng Jianing continued to follow in dissatisfaction, Xiong Dalang gave Xie Zhiyu a cold look and also followed.

Xie Zhiyu stayed where he was for a moment, then raised his heel.

When they arrived at the gate of Wending Peak, everyone saw that the black and fat Abao had been waiting for a long time!
Xiong Dalang had a bad feeling.

"He won't follow, will he?"

Zheng Jianing: "...Depending on the situation, it's more or less the same!"

In a blink of an eye, everyone came to Abao's side, Zhao Fu raised her eyebrows: "Are you really going to follow?"

"Sister, they can go, why can't I?"

Of course there is a reason for that.

"Because none of them are good people."

Zheng Jianing is not a good person: "..."

Not a good guy Xiong Dalang: "..."

Not a good person Xie Zhiyu: "..."

A Bao: "...If something happens to me, you don't have to save me, I will definitely not make trouble for you."

Zhao Fu nodded: "Okay!" Everyone has their own way of life, and she respects it.

Everyone: "..." You are the worst person!