Legend of Fu Yao

Meng Fu shakes up almost.

Lie, telling you to lie!

Calling you to lie everywhere, nowhere, everywhere, everywhere!

Her first instinct - rushed out, looking for a nail and a slap in the face.

Her second instinct—this behavior is too unsatisfactory, giving people the opportunity to take advantage of the war.

Her third instinct - silence is the biggest contempt, the opposite, ignoring it.

So she twisted her face and did not squint her face seriously. As everyone prayed to the upper house, she did not remember whether she was going to swear to Nancheng.

War Nan’s face is not too good-looking. After all, Tianzhu’s most promising bid to win the championship is inexplicable. The other few have only entered the top ten. The leader is destined to hopelessly, but still maintains the graceful grace of the emperor. With a smile, he personally introduced the protagonist of the Sun. "The Mongolian Promise, the Prince of the Immaculate Conception, is not far away. It is a great honor to host this final round of the Golden Palace."

The long-term Sun Wuji owes a debt and smiles: "Under the incompetence, I am arbitrarily arbitrarily, but I dare not take it down."

War Nancheng said again: "The prince is hard-working, and when he first arrives in the sky, he will rush to come to arbitration without a wind. The country is really rude."

The long-term grandson is polite and polite: "There should be no reason, no need to pay more."

The two looked at each other and smiled. After the screen, the turmoil became more and more fierce. The clouds and flowers were crowded and squeaky, and the sound of Yan language was low. It was not like a battlefield, but it was like a Yihongyuan.

War Nan Cheng looks quite helpless. He certainly does not want to be a good Zhenwu conference. It’s strange to say that the great-grandchild’s fame is too premature and too prestige. It’s a character that has been deified in the royal family of all countries. The singer sings his wild biography, these grandfathers and grandmothers, long and lonely, mostly rely on reading his biography, doing some white dreams to send boring days, now he is easy to come to Scorpio, these women early Turning the sky, the day after night, running the palace to ask for a door, just to take a look.

Seeing that the women are inconspicuous, the war Nancheng is also a bit embarrassed. The Qing dynasty deliberately shifted the topic and smiled. "Mr. Meng of your country is a young boy, and the martial arts in the war three days ago, the Promise of the country is really amazing. Wait."

The long-haired Sun Wuliang’s eyes flowed through the faceless face of the vicious Meng Fu Sha, and he answered it after a moment, “The luck of the country.”

Meng Fu waved his arm and made a goose bump. Fortunately, fortunately, you are very embarrassed. I saw you and I felt that I was unfortunate.

The long-term Sun Wuji smile, actually reaching out and unconsciously made a picking of goose bumps, Meng Fu shakes him, I really think this person is a magic star, thick-hearted, killing more goods, three thousand miles away Flying sword takes the head.

She stepped back and retreated to the cloud mark, rubbing her nose, not intending to play against the magic star. The cloud marks looked at her slightly, and she was very sensitive to see the protagonist of the ranks. He did not know the protagonist of the grandson. The entanglement between Meng Fu Sha, only that Meng Fu shakes himself into the temple is not right, she is so bold and fearless, there is an uncomfortable look... Is it because of Prince Zhao Zhao?

The eyes of the cloud mark smashed, but Meng Fu shook behind him, and his eyes flashed, showing a slight smile.

The final round of the test is still hosted by Beibei Heng. I read the list first. The remaining ten people are: Meng Fu Sha, Yun Lu, Yan Jingchen, Yalanzhu, and Chang Tao from Xuanyuan. Wei from Shangyuan Shan Rui, Yu Taiyu from Taiyuan, Shen Ming from Tianzhu, Tang Yizhong from Yi, and Bagu from Fufeng.

After reading the list, I found out that it was wrong. Why didn’t Yan Feng’s dust come?

It’s easy to pass the test. I will go to this Golden Temple to test, the final level of the Zhenwu Conference, how can someone be absent?

The north brow brow furrowed, and the servant side whispered a few words, and told him to summon, the insider had just rushed to the next level, but at the door of the temple, but with a telegraph eunuch, the **** hurriedly said: Mrs. Taiyuan Yan asked for it."

Hey? What is she doing? Meng Fu frowned and frowned. Was this woman’s ugly yesterday not enough?

The war in the south became awkward and said: "Xuan."

A long call was reported, and everyone looked back. The sun shone the long white marble steps in front of the hall, and the color was like pear snow. The woman walked on the light and shadow, and her head was still red. The long shadow was plated a little on the door of the deep red inlaid copper nails. It seemed to be thinner and the waist was straight.

Meng Fu looked at her eyes outside the veil, and her heart trembled a little. This woman, her eyes were all dead, like a pool of water, quiet, but strange and compelling.

He didn’t look at anyone, went straight into the temple, and didn’t get up after the ceremony. He said: “Under the beginning of the ceremony, the woman and the woman are discomforted and can’t participate in the real Wusheng meeting, but the husband and wife are coming from afar. I don’t want to return without fighting. The women are the same as the husband, please fight for the husband!"

"A ridiculous!" War Nancheng immediately refused. "It is Yan Jingchen who is qualified for the final gold temple in the Zhenwu Conference. It is not Mrs. Yan. If you fight for it, what is fair to other losers?"

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The war in the south has become a shackle, looking at the war to the north, the north of the war: "The wife and the husband fight, there is a precedent. After all, Yan is so angry that he loses the chance to test, and he is not fair to him."

After the war, Nan Cheng Shen Shen, his look has eased down, and smiled and asked the grandson Wu Wuji, said: "The Prince is the conference arbitration, or you decide."

Meng Fu wrinkled his wrinkled nose, a pair of treacherous foxes. Your attitude has already shown that you can still say what the great-grandchild is saying?

The long-term grandchildren looked faintly and stunned, and said halfway, "Mrs. thinks that she has the strength to qualify, and she is not afraid to refute it, but she does not rely on it. If she wants to make the heroes of the world convinced, she must have the strength to speak."

裴瑗 Immediately said: "Please ask the Prince to point out any one of the ten people, and compare it with the women! If you lose, the woman asks to disturb the sin!"

"That's good." The long-term Sun Wu smiled, his eyes turned around in ten people, and smiled at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu shakes that he wants to refer to himself, so that he can drive the scorpion out of the hall, and immediately prepare his sister for the shackles. He does not want the grandson's gaze to slip through her, and laughs at Yalanzhu: "Lao Yaya Princess."

Yalanzhuyi stunned and immediately smiled: "Well, anyway, I am in the air, and I have less time to fight. I can just practice my fists."

She was not in a hurry to go over, blowing her fists, smiling and waving her hand, "Come on."

The back of the back to Meng Fu Sha, Meng Fu shake can not see her expression, but found that standing opposite her Yalanzhu, it seems that the day was really lively, but the look in the eyes is not the case, she stared With a sly eye, his eyes are dark and shining like a glass of light.

Hey... Is there something wrong?

Meng Fuya suddenly felt that the long-term Sun Wuji clashed and voluntarily challenged, and pointed to Yalanzhu. This series of actions seems to have deep meaning. Did he see what?

She looked at the doubts, but there was a clear sound in the temple. The colorful light and the bright red entangled flying, and Yan and Yalanzhu had already fought together.

When she shot, Meng Fu Sha knew that she did not lie. Although her own skill was not as good as Yan, but she was more familiar with the thunder and thunder, and the sword was not inferior to him. God knows how she is in this short year. Entering this level, and obviously her true power and Yan Jingshui a road number - are all learned from the smoke, Meng Fu Sha feel that the couple is simply a mystery, how do they get married? Is her infuriating method a smoke or a swallow? Their husband and wife look so weird, is there any hiddenness in this combination? How did the smoke killing let Yan swallow her?

She meditated here, while paying attention to the battle situation in the field, Yalanzhu was born in the Fufeng royal family, the country has a myriad of secrets, so the martial arts foundation is very good, especially after chasing Beiye for so many years, practicing the light work of a cow's fork, like flying and flying like A bright rainbow, dazzling people dizzy, but also used a pair of weird and small weapons, like two copper cymbals, from time to time knocked out or clear or harsh sound, the sound is messy, colorful, really where people go Everyone is faint.

However, she is completely different. She uses swords in the middle of the law. Every sword carries the sound of smoke and wind and thunder. I have to say that this method is very useful. The butterfly-like yalanzhu step gradually slowed down and had to be hard with her. The two men’s weapons slammed together from time to time, making a sound of sigh.

The one hundred and twenty-seventh move, the situation of the law-abiding situation has finally changed, Yalanzhu is inexhaustible, but it seems that there is some after-sales. She has been destroyed by martial arts, no matter how good it is, it can’t catch up. Yalanzhu, seeing the sleeves fluttering like neon, her eyes are cold and cold.

She suddenly shook her body slightly.

There was still smoke in the Jianguang, but the smoke suddenly changed. From the original light gray to the pale black, there was a faint suffocation. She shot a sword and sneered, taking the Yalan bead. Door - all her attacks are only against the face of Yalanzhu.

Yalanzhu habitually twisted his head and sideways, but the tip of the sword suddenly exploded, and a tiny black bead exploded in the smoke, hitting the deafness that Yalanzhu turned over.

This angle is extremely strange, Meng Fu shakes his heart and jumps, vaguely feels bad, and even sees the black bead suddenly stretched out, revealing a smaller paw!

Live!

What is this!

This thing is as fast as a meteor, close at hand, once it is shot into the Yalanzhu, what will be the consequences?

Meng Fu shakes up almost, and even sees Yalanzhu twisting half of his body, suddenly turned hard.

The black paw in the air actually followed the whistling and couldn’t stop chasing it. However, the turn of Yalanzhu actually turned her three hundred and sixty degrees, which turned her back to face again. Then she suddenly lifted her "copper".

The "盅" suddenly opened a line, and a red light flashed in the gap, and the black paws that flew in joy were shaking, and as if they were sucked by suction, they were slowly smashed into the gap. in.

With Meng Fu’s eyesight, it can be seen that the black paw struggled in the air and desperately wanted to break free. However, in any case, the red thing in the strange weapon of Yalanzhu was finally absorbed into the gap.

The sword was suddenly slowed down, and there was only one black bead missing. Her face suddenly became gray. Yalanzhu smiled and said, "Play this in front of playing ancestors? You are so cute."

Immediately, she doubled and slammed, and she was happy. "Xiaobao has snacks to eat!"

Meng Fu shakes into a sudden realization, it is no wonder that the pair Xiao Xiao feels familiar and weird, it turned out to be a cockroach! The long-term Sun Wuji must have seen that what was wrong with him, fearing that she would be bad in the temple, and simply pointed to the Yalanzhu who was born in the Fufeng royal family.

Who else is better at rectifying all evil sorcerers than Yalanzhu, who is from the three major witches of Fufeng?

When the sword was retreating, Yalanzhu took up the two scorpions and went back. He slammed back to half, and suddenly slipped and slammed, and then he said that it was a sword!

When Yalanzhu walked halfway, he felt that the wind was tight behind him. When he looked up, he saw that the figure had already been under the hood, and he raised his hand in his busy schedule.

With a bang, Yalanzhu’s eyes flew out, and the sword of the scorpion was already slashed to her heavenly spirit!

The figure flashed, a light purple light.

The light was still in the temple, and suddenly appeared in the temple. A cloud of light and a breath of light breathed, or the Hongyu of the mountain of the mountain, the flying clouds above the nine miles, the volley, the red dust .

The light flew away, scattered and condensed, condensing the purple purple figure of the long body, but the finger imaginary lift, it lifted the tip of the sword.

I try to squat down, I can’t keep going, I want to withdraw, I can’t get back.

Then the long-term Sun Wuji smiled, gentle and absolutely irresistible to take away the sly sword, said: "Mrs. Yan, can stop."

He faintly said, majestic self-satisfaction, binocular scarlet look violently open mouth, and finally did not dare to speak, after the screen is a stunning pumping sound, Meng Fu shakes his eyebrows, facing each other In the anger, I heard the sly "No, I want to faint..." "Ah... as quiet as a move, if you take off the rabbit... The **** of the gods..." I couldn’t help but scream, "Sao Bao!"

In exchange for the man to look back, just smile, but also a low-pitched voice: "Shake, you are the most beautiful when you are jealous."

Meng Fu shakes inhales, shuts up, and backs up three steps. Someone is thick and sly, and it is useless. Anyway, it is not awkward. It is not awkward. She is screaming in her heart, that is.

At this time, Beibei Heng has come over and preemptively said: "Ya’s princess weapons landed, and Mrs. Yan won."

"砰", Meng Fu shakes the small universe.

There is no shame, no shame.

She stepped forward and stared cautiously at Beibei Heng, laughing. "Wang Ye, you are a high-spirited festival, not afraid of hardship, and you are very appreciative."

The North Warrior is staring at her, saying, "What is the meaning of General Meng?"

"You have asked the Promise Prince to come to Tianzhu to host the arbitration of the Zhenwu Conference in the Golden Temple. But I can't bear the hard work of the Prince. I always take the trouble to do it all the time. This painstaking effort is really touching tears..." She looked up The long-term grandson, purely asked, "Prince, tears rush?"

The long-term Sun Wuji raised her long eyelashes and looked at her deeply. She smiled half-smiling in her eyes, and did not look at the war-stricken North Heng, half-baked and replied, "Meng General has always known my heart."

I know that you are a donkey, Meng Fu shakes his belly, but his face is smiling and modest, "Occasionally, occasionally."

The war in the north is a corner of the mouth, laughing is not a blame or a blame. He is standing there, and the war is not a thing. He hastened to play round. "Bei Heng, you are rash, this arbitration is a matter of presiding." ”

"No problem," the long-term grandson walked back. "Hang Wang Yingming, all the countries know, nature is right."

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His face is white and white, today’s Zhenwu Kui’s first battle, above the Golden Temple, the long-term Sun Wuji seems to be broad and harmonious It is.

Meng Fu was not reconciled. He also wanted to kick the cockroach out. He blinked at the corner of his eye and stared at her coldly. He also saw Yalanzhu’s tickle staring at the cockroach, and a pair of people who wanted to swallow and smothered her. Suddenly realized that - until the final round of melee, Yalanzhu must have no heart to fight for the leader, will be staring at the lingering entanglement, and coping with her will certainly not have the opportunity to make her worse, then she is equal to remove the two A strong enemy.

Hey, this guy who is deeper than the sea, and even the good-hearted Yalanzhu will count, shameless.

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The following is still a lottery, Meng Fu shakes Tang Yizhong, Yun traces to Yalanzhu, 裴瑗 to Shen Ming, Wei Shanrui to Yu Taiyu, Chang Tao to Bagu.

Meng Fu shook a sigh of relief, she is trying to get the cloud mark or Yalanzhu how to do? Beat them? Yalanzhu is also a thing, this child is playing the nature of the ticket, defeating herself is not too much, at most, it is the painstaking efforts of the long-term promising arrangement, but the cloud marks, when the man is making a meritorious deed, why do he want to deprive him of such precious opportunity?

Cloud marks on Yalanzhu, 80% Yalanzhu defeated, this child loves to play with love, no cloud marks, but also less than his many years of experience in fame, otherwise it will not be attacked by the back, Meng Fu sighed Breath, look at the long-term grandchildren - do you play tricks? Isn’t Yalanzhu not able to enter the final five battles?

The long-term Sun Wuji smiled and smiled at Meng Fu’s provocation. He took a shallow sip of tea and talked with him from time to time.

Meng Fu shakes anger, there are such people in this world, I don’t know what to say!

She took a big step and went out, this time she was the first.

The unfortunate one who smoked her Tang Yizhong, smiled and pulled out the two swords to come forward, and did not start the battle first, said, "Sui Tang Yizhong, please fight General Meng."

He was very diligent, and Meng Fu was about to return to the ceremony. He suddenly heard him whisper: "I am willing to admit defeat quickly, save the strength of General Meng, and ask General Meng to be merciful."

Meng Fu shakes like a smile and laughs at him - this guy slips his head and sees that her anger is on the way to find someone, and knows that her strength can't win anyway, and sell it in advance.

She bent down and lowered her answer. "Reassured, I only want to be jealous."

This squatter, the high seat of the temple also.

The two beaten up - really good-looking, double-sword dance like a flower, a single knife like a rainbow, it is just a good-looking, not a hundred strokes, Tang Yizhong smashed a slap, and opened his own empty door.

This kind of long-wing eagle fights the rabbit's battle posture. It has always been only the strong to the weak, and the strength is different. Tang Yizhong used this trick for Meng Fu, which is equivalent to sending himself to the door, so Meng Fu Sha has to smile.

She kicked Tang Yizhong out.

Tang Yizhong exaggerated the three ribs in the air, only to fall down to the ground, after landing, the face is not red and not breathing, "full of shame" "abandon the sword to admit defeat", loud voice: "admire! Admire!"

Meng Fu shakes and laughs, and there is a return to the ceremony: "concession, inheritance." Can not help but look at this plain-looking guy, it is a wonderful person, smart and open-minded, if you go to the future, you can make friends .

On the temple, Nan Cheng applauded and smiled: "This battle is wonderful." Asked the grandson of the Promise, "How does the Prince think?"

The Wuzhou mainland royals are all good at the military, and naturally they can see that this is like a trial. The grandson is faintly smiled: "It’s wonderful, this Tang brother is not weak, and he can support two hundred strokes. It’s rare that he is indifferent."

War Nan Cheng "Oh"? One voice, said, "The Prince is really honest, and he thought that the Prince would say a few words for General Meng."

"Yang Cong Sheng Cong, dare to be blinded in the squat." The long-term grandson looked at the blue tea in the middle of the sigh, smiled lightly.

"This Meng general, I heard that I am very fond of the Prince."

The long-term grandson was quiet and quiet, and he answered, "This is an English show, it is a great person, and everyone who loves it should be loved."

"Oh... If General Meng won the battle in Zhenwu, how does the Promise State plan to reward him?"

"The country is very sorry that General Guo has not entered the top ten," said Chang Sun Wuji. He said, "Otherwise, General Guo’s military service, the loyalty dynasty, and the highly-acclaimed old man, if you can win the real Wu Sanjia, Jinwu The position of the general is bound to be in the palm of his hand."

In other words, the Promise Court did not consider the position of General Meng Xiao who had no scorpion military merits.

The war in the south has flashed, and he has vaguely heard that although the general Meng is favored by the prince, it is more like a male pet. It is said that the prince often takes him with him and does not avoid others, and the position of General Meng is also very It is worthy of scrutiny. That kind of protection of the city is not a real job, but it is a vain title, which is not consistent with his merits. That credit sounds really illusory, single ride camp? One person kills seven? Is the gate forced to be self-defeating? Lurking the king of the army? Then the deeds of loyalty and loyalty will be derived from the **** of this fluent flow? Eighty percent is the grandson, no one has promoted him, edit it?

On the golden temple today, watching him and the grandson's promise look, it is also a bit wrong. I think of the male pet, the war is a flash of light, and I feel that the more I look at it, the more grandchildren are not like people, why are they willing to accept the arbitration invitation? Don't you come for him?瞧 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长 长Only dare to believe in three points, but his subtle look, but let the war South into thinking more than a few bends.

He couldn't help but see Meng Fu Sha, and it is also like this. It seems that the look is natural, but he is very dissatisfied with the protagonist of the Sun, and it is not like a contrived. Is there really a problem between the two? Meng Fu Sha is really as he heard that, dissatisfied with the male pet status, far away from the sky, want to be a different job?

War Nan Cheng gently stroked his knees, silently sighing in the bottom of his heart, Tianzhu military talents withered, North Qi Mo Ming died in the Changchun Mountains, Gu Lingfeng is now a dead man who will die, the two best The generals both defeated and defeated Kitano and did not gain it until now. The existence of this younger brother, like a shadow, is strongly pressed in the heart of the Scorpio royal family. He vaguely feels that the crisis is approaching, but he suffers from the lack of talent, if it is forced to do so, How could he send his ideas to other generals?

His hand pressed on his leg and felt the faint pain that still existed somewhere. He couldn't help but look at the cold north of the battle. At the night of Xihua Palace, the saddle that had hidden the needle made him suffer a lot. Until now, he is still treating every day. He is afraid that he is really abolished. The Emperor of Heaven and Scorpion has suffered such a destiny. Every time he thinks, he is angry and can't help but tremble.

That black boy in the night, if I let you catch who you are, you must be zero-cutting!

The temple was swaying and swaying, and the battle of His Royal Highness was still in full swing. He had already won Shen Ming, followed by the cloud mark on Yalanzhu.

Yalanzhu jumped into the field with a dozen smiles and smiled at the cloud mark: "Play well, don't expect your sister to let you."

Yun Shi smiled and smiled. When he got up, he saw Meng Fu shaking his eyes. There were some very strange things in his eyes. He saw Meng’s heart pounding, but he didn’t understand what it meant.

However, when the two men started, Meng Fuyan gradually began to understand the meaning of the eyes.

Yalanzhu, which is full of colorful light, has excellent light power and tricks. The internal force is not as good as the cloud mark. Moreover, she is familiar with the cloud marks in these days. Naturally, she will not use her shackles. Then, on the light and the sword, it is not weaker than her, and the internal force is stronger than her, and there is no natural victory.

However, this is not the case in the field.

The colorful butterfly, coiled and danced, turned out the trajectory of the flow, the circle of the cloud marks, the cloud of the sword, can clearly break the fog, but it looks dull, left in the fog Rushing right, the scope of the blue-and-white sword light is getting smaller and smaller. From the outer circle, the rainbow-like color gradually surrounds the shining blue-white color, and one of them is forced. center.

How could this be? The third round of the cloud mark was injured, but fortunately it was not a serious internal injury. After Zong Yue was nursed back to health, it was already quite good. How suddenly it was weak to this point?

This spirit is far from the end of the game, those courage and persistence? He is far away from the sky, isn't he also fighting for the top three?

The third hundred and eight strokes, the color light is received, the blue light is extinguished, and a short gun in the palm of Yalanzhu arrives at the throat of the cloud, and smiles crisply: "You lost."

Yun trace smiled, smiled very clear and calm, then withdrew the sword, silently, turned and left.

Yalanzhu stood in the field, looking at his back, and there were some strange looks in his eyes. That was admiration; then her eyes flicked toward Meng Fu, raised her lips and smiled.

That smile is envy.

Meng Fu Sha has been silent.

She understood the look.

Give up, and sacrifice.

The sacrifice made by a young and ambitious teenager for her.

He also saw the intention of the great-grandson to try to leave Yalanzhu. He feared that if he wins, he may not be able to restrain the sinister and sinister witches. Therefore, he gave the top five to the possession. The king of Yalanzhu.

Taiyuan’s most promising leader, the top five, is destined to realize his highest value in front of the world’s martial artists. For her safety alone, she gave up her dream of embarking on the top five positions of Zhenwu.

God knows how long he has prepared for this opportunity? God knows what will be waiting for him if he loses this opportunity?

Meng Fu’s fingers reached the forehead and struggled to hold the tears that he wanted to flow.

She was still very polite at the beginning!

She should have killed her!

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In the final round, Meng Fu, who was full of depression, was thinking about the first one to go up and put it up, just to kill the ring. He didn't want to make a sudden confrontation with the grandson of the grandson on the stage. "Your Majesty, this last round, how to change tomorrow?"

War Nan became frowning and said, "What is the wish of the Prince?"

"Today's World War I, most of you have been exhausted, and you will not be able to catch up with the war." Chang Sun's fingertips falsified and smiled. "Especially Princess Y and Mrs. Yan have fought two games. If they let them directly participate in the last five The dispute is not fair to them."

The war is becoming Shen, and the grandson is smiling. "In the next road, I heard the Zhenwu Conference. The light and the wind are trying to be fair. Even the box has been spent. I dare not have the true meaning of justice."

War Nancheng immediately replied: "Okay."

Meng Fu shook hands in the sleeves, looking at the sky, OK, one day later, one day later, I was slaughtered one day later.

She feels awkward eyes, intentionally or unintentionally cold, this woman, and her fate do not coexist, her only strange thing is that Yan's husband and wife know her identity, why did not tell the war brothers? Yan Jingchen did not tell it, why didn’t you say it? Still she is too conceited, I think this secret is useless, just want to kill her?

She snorted and strode out of the temple without looking back, no matter what the back of her eyes was sticking to her back - the long-term grandchild, there is a kind of don't come to me tonight.

It’s a pity that she thinks there is something, and it’s never the same thing that someone thinks...

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When Meng Fu shook the meal that night, he desperately gave the cloud mark a dish: "Come, eat, eat more." She kept piled up in the cloud mark bowl, and seemed to want to use the chicken, duck and fish to compensate her own cockroaches.

The cloud mark is just a calm meal. How many people eat him? Meng Fu shakes the folder and can't hold it down. She suddenly remembers that the cloud marks don't like to eat, and they eat very little on weekdays. They can't eat so much. Greasy stuff.

He only eats calmly because he does not want to disobey her kindness.

Meng Fu shakes down the chopsticks and looks at his usual look. He is still a cold boy, a quiet and sharp temperament. Like a bamboo in the autumn wind wilderness, he is not alone because of the ups and downs of the world, but only in one direction. Stretching the branches and leaves, the green leaves are shaken by the wind, but the mind is still clear.

He is not lost, not depressed, does not feel that he has made meritorious deeds for her, does not feel that such abandonment is a sacrifice, and does not even try to comfort Meng Fu Shake - the more comfort she will be, the more he knows.

Her kindness is pale and superfluous to him.

The atmosphere on the dinner table was dull, and Yalan Pearl put down the chopsticks. I was dissatisfied: "I don't mean I accidentally won the cloud mark... People are not intentional..."

Meng Fu smiled and clipped a piece of Dongpo meat to her: "Yes, it is not your business, come to eat meat."

"I will spit this fat." Yalanzhu refused.

"Exactly, spit on the body tomorrow." Meng Fu shook his head and did not answer. He saw the ingots holding a stomach and squatting on one side, and the eyes were turning around. They couldn’t help but wonder, "The mouse, smashed? Big aunt is coming?"

Yuanbao adults looked up and gave her a wretched smile.

Meng Fu Sha was shocked by the smile, and suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. Even if he heard the outside, the iron-clad who had eaten the food suddenly screamed, and then he screamed with a fierce knife.

Everyone was shocked and thought that there was an enemy attack. Zong Yue had a sleeve and a white light had already been shot.

White light shot the hall door, such as mud cows into the sea without any movement, even the sound of Tiecheng disappeared, Zong Yue eyebrows pick a pick, cloud marks and Meng Fu Sha has been long and rushed out.

The first thing that went out was Meng Fu Sha. She was close to the door. She turned to the threshold. The probe immediately receded back and knocked back the cloud marks. Then she immediately closed the door and bolted it. The stool went to the top of the door, dragged a stool and was not satisfied, dragged one more, dragged another one, dragged the third, and could not drag.

There was a person sitting on it, light purple clothes, a touch of silver.

Meng Fu shook his hands and his eyes slowly moved up. Then he saw the wicked man sitting firmly, laughing and looking down. "When you shake, you are so considerate, know that I am tired and help me drag the stool."

Meng Fu squinted into the eyes for half a second, without saying anything, pulling the knife!

Her knife shines like the snow on the mountains of the gods, as fast as a meteor over the evergreen temple, with one knife and broken legs!

The legs of the stool were broken.

The four stool legs were cut down by her, only a stool was left, Meng Fu shook the knife, laughed and told you to sit! Call you to sit down!

Her laughter suddenly fell into her throat.

Opposite, the bench legs fell off, the white light flashed, Yuanbao adults pushed a wooden pier and flew quickly, just under the stool that broke the leg, steady holding the stool.

......

Damn, traitors and dog legs are the most extinct creatures in the world!

Meng Fu shook his teeth and closed his knife. His eyes were glimpsed in the eccentric ancestors and the cloud marks that looked at them silently. There was no way to entangle with this black ancestor, kicking the door and going straight to his room, while angering. Drink, "Long-term grandchild, you don't want to come with you..."

"I didn't come to pick up." Long Sun Wuji took the ingot and leisurely behind her, "shake..."

"To shut up!"

"Hey!"

"Close your beak!"

Yuanbao adults grievances, obviously the mouse mouth, became a bird's beak?

Meng Fu shook his foot and waited to kick open his room door. Suddenly he felt wrong. What is this called? Leading the wolf into the room? She turned back and leaned back on the door, saying: "There is something to say here!"

"Are you sure you want to be here?" The grandson smiled and looked around: "Are you sure?"

Meng Fu shook his doubts and looked up. He grabbed the flower pot on the window sill and threw it out: "The **** kills innocent!"

The pot of flowers slammed into the shadow behind the flower trees in the yard. The chickens flew and the wolves rushed.

Meng Fu, who finished the flower pot, clap his hands and said: "His Royal Highness, you have to say something when you have something to say, let me sleep well, and don't ask me why I am angry, although you have the reason to ask this sentence, but I Remind you that you will be more angry when you ask me."

"I know that I will be more angry when I ask you," said the great-grandfather holding the ingot and leaning against the tree. "I am really glad that you are a disguised temper."

He paused and said a long smile: "Thanks to your temper, I feel a little bit more. I and you seem to be destined to face the refusal forever, not hopeless."

Meng Fu shook sneer: "His Royal Highness, yes, I admit that I am angry, I will not pretend that I don't care about the **** vomiting of the spring and the autumn, but please don't narcissistically think that I am falling in love with you. I was so angry, I just thought that even if I was a friend, I wouldn’t be swearing and swearing, but concealing the facts and the source. This character problem is very serious, and Meng Fu is very angry!"

"Well, I know you won't admit it." Chang Sun Wuji sighed with helplessness. When he came over, Meng Fu immediately jumped back and said, "Don't come over!"

His Royal Highness Prince could not hear.

Meng Fu shakes and jumps, "Come back and break with you -"

"Dangdang."

She reached the threshold and planted her body backwards. This planted her, and she screamed badly. She was not afraid of her close contact with the earth, but she was afraid that someone would take this opportunity to make intimate contact with her.

So she rolled faster and wanted to get rid of the disadvantages. Unfortunately, someone was always one step ahead of her. She only felt that her body had stopped, and her back suddenly had one more hand. Once the hand occupied the position, it immediately stopped. Instantly connected her seven big points.

Meng Fu shakes the gas, tears look at the sky, God, you help me to be a god!

The long-term Sun Wuji picked her up and murmured. "How is it lighter? Sometimes I really want to tie you to me...