Legend of Fu Yao

The call of "the younger brother" floated in the evening wind, but the voice was low, but it was so shocking to hear it in the ear.

The cloud mark was knocked down by the call in an instant, and suddenly it was stiff under the sword of Yan’s dust. He stood there, obviously standing still, and somehow he felt that he was faint in the line. One inch of the glimmer freezes and forms ice.

Yan Jingchen was in a slight gasp, and looked at the cloud marks in amazement. He looked down from his eyebrows until he saw the shallow excitement.

Meng Fu, who was squatting in the distance, found that Yun and Yan were shocked. It was difficult to connect the two together when they looked apart. However, when they stood face to face, they felt that they had a **** vein. Similar similarity, the general length is long and thin, the general white is somewhat transparent, can see the skin of light green blood vessels, generally tall and quite, especially straight nose, not found before, just because the two people are too temperament It’s weird.

The cloud mark seems to be reluctant to accept the look of Yan Jingchen. He suddenly turned his head, as if he did not see the sword on his neck, so he wiped it from the sharp sword that was shocked and forgot to recover. Rubbing a blood mark on the neck, Yan Feng was shocked and hurriedly withdrew the sword. The cloud mark has gone away regardless of the **** neck, and picked up the wall and sang the Yalanzhu. .

Yan stunned the sword into the sheath, rushed to catch up, grabbed the cloud marks sleeves, "Cloud marks! Are you the child of An Zhen?"

The shoulders of the cloud marks trembled. From the perspective of Meng Fu Sha, he could see his face flashing a bit of youthfulness. He looked back and said, "Go away!"

Yan Jing Chen touched his eyes, and his hands trembled with trepidation. He subconsciously let the cloud mark have straightened his hand, coldly said: "I warn you, you are not allowed to mention that name, you, and You Yanjia, no one is worth mentioning!"

"Cloud marks!" Yan Jingchen rushed forward. "I didn't know what happened in the past. I just vaguely heard about it... but... But... Is there a misunderstanding? You go back with me, we ask understand."

"Go back? Where are you going?" The half-side face of the cloud mark, Qingjun's side is indifferent like an ice sculpture, and even the eyebrows seem to freeze the frost-like chill. "Yan Zhangmen, please figure out, you are Shangyuan I am a son of Taiyuan, my father is Yunchi, your father is Yan Chi, why should I go back with you?"

Yan stunned the dust and still did not give up, still to persuade, the cloud marks a cold eyes, a cross-bow shot, turned out to shoot the sapphire ash cans, this time I was shocked by the swallows, and quickly drifted out, cloud marks He has strode away, he walked a few steps, half-turned back, not watching Yan’s dust, only looking at the dark corner, Sen Ran said: “Yan’s head, today’s business, if you mention it again, or delusion If you recognize something, don't blame my sword!"

His figure quickly fell into the darkness at the end of the alley, leaving only the swallows and standing in the ground, with questions and helpless eyes, bid farewell to this encounter.

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Meng Fu shook the cloud, and turned down the wall before he left the alley. She floated silently into the yard, floated back to the room, floated to her bed, and sat down to find that someone did not consciously come in, immediately back. Soul, push him outside the house, hehe: "Go out, go out, there can only be one man in my bed!"

The long-term Sun Wuji smiled and asked: "Oh?"

Yuanbao adults gaze at the head and look at their noses against the master. This male drop is the Yushu Linfeng District.

The long-term Sun Wuji still smiled and suddenly murmured: "Would you like to marry you?"

Yuanbao adults immediately stretched their claws and gave them a confession. This is the only man who can only be shocked and brilliant.

Meng Fu Shao immediately pointed to the magical powers and bounced the Yuanbao adults out. He said: "Oh, since then, you don’t want to sleep in my bed again!"

"I want to sleep, I don't want to sleep in your bed." The long-term grandson is so calm, interrupting someone's wretched and narcissistic conjecture, saying: "I just borrowed your remaining half-month to practice." The treasure is only used." He found the half-baby that he soaked, opened the door and floated out, and smiled back before leaving. "I have no interest in sleeping with a mouse and a bed." Besides, there is still a person who is an alcoholic."

"Hey... Who is a drunkard? Is there only one person and one rat here?" Meng Fu swayed, and then he saw the cloud marks dragging Yalanzhu in a hurry. This reminded me that Princess Ya was drunk and took care of the drinker’s responsibility. Who else besides myself?

Sure enough, taking care of the drunkard is not a man’s work. Meng Fu swayed for a night, and listened to the night’s “brother, you boldly move forward...” When the sky was bright, Yalanzhu suddenly turned over and hugged her, not mouth-to-mouth. The clear mutter said: "We will never be Meng Fu Sha and Feng Jing Fan."

She said that she had no brains, but Meng Fu immediately understood it. She held out her hand to stop her sleep, and then gestured softly when she fell. She gently opened the wet hair of Yalanzhu, low. Low road: "Well, never do Meng Fu Sha and Feng Jing Fan."

Then she fell asleep with a towel, and when she woke up, the sky was bright, Yalanzhu was on her belly, and the ingot was on the belly of Yalanzhu, and a long report from the main entrance came. Invited her to go hunting in the Royal Court.

Since Zhenwu won the championship, Meng Fu shakes his family, and the secret base of the painstaking operation of Beiye, she does not want to be exposed to the Scorpio royal family. Anyway, she has money. Yao Xun made a big money in the Promise business, especially that Li Gongzi, who was half-way bound by Jiang Fu’s governor’s home in Jiangbei, was actually a natural material for business. The two men were awkward and earned women’s money, but all of them were silk jewelry, shoes, hats, rouge and gouache. Tian Yao Xun also came over and sent the money. By the way, he planned to promote Meng Fu’s elegant entertainment in Tianzhu, so Meng Fu’s pockets were bulging, and even the Yuanbao’s toilets were replaced with gold.

Meng Fu’s new house was very swaying. She bought three big yards, and she joined the team in seven or eight. When she entered the decoration, she would only enter her second. In fact, she just wanted to Circle the nearby ground into the sphere of influence, and go down from the dark passage of the sixth room of her yard. It is not far away, it is the secret stronghold of the battle north.

The invitation of War Nancheng was only another round of temptations on both sides. Meng Fu shook his children and changed his clothes to prepare for the past. In the garden, he was stopped by Zong Yue. The poison tongue man looked up and down her clothes and said: "More Going to lie?"

Meng Fu looked at the sky, when can this baby say something nice? It’s so white and so good.

"Since you want to lie, just help you to lie more thoroughly." Zong Yue handed over a small wax pill, "Looking for an opportunity to open, sprinkle on the sleeves of the South."

"Oh." Meng Fu swayed, and did not ask what use, suddenly thought: "In fact, I really want to kill the war Nan Cheng, save the vomiting and he has to deal with, but unfortunately the war has been since The last time I was held hostage, the more careful I am now, no one can be close to him."

"You are useless to kill him now. There is a prince in the battle of Nancheng. There are also three ministers who have the right to mobilize the imperial battalion. When he dies, there will be turmoil, but it may not be able to shake the overall situation." Zong Yue denied it and rushed She, "What do you want to do, keep my medicine from the sun!"

Meng Fu shakes his anger, and he slams a sloping primrose, and the sorcerer who loves flowers is like a murderer. Before the murder, the wolf rushed out. In his busy schedule, he also made a suggestion to the ingot who was watching the play on the window sill. The more he leaves, the Yuanbao adults will take care of her to take care of those baby herbs, and scatter their urine.

War Nancheng sent her to meet her horses and waited at the door. All the way to the Nanyue Mountain Royal Garden of the Tianzhu Palace, the Royal Yizheng all the way, and some tents were laid on the hillside, and the golden top of the center was guarded. Some people gathered in the middle. Hou Fu Hou Chuan, Meng Fu shake carefully and looked at it, laughing - all acquaintances.

Who, not a few days ago, throwing a sword on the main hall to her to call her self-cut prince? Who, not when a princess "self-defeating" shouted "the princess can not be born", very understanding to save a certain general of a princess.

Meng Fu shakes the past, and the aristocrats who are gathering together to talk about her immediately see her mouth, each touching the beard's touch of the beard and looking at the sky and the topic of the topic - "Ah, Zhang Xiaohouye, today's weather is really good. It’s really good haha...” “Hehe general, you’re gonna have enough spirit today, hahaha...”

"Ah, Zhang Xiaohouye, today's weather is really good, the clouds are over the top of the clouds - ah, there is only falling in your crown, I will give you a 掸 - ah, you are welcome, you will be right - 啪!"

Meng Fu shook a slap in the face of Zhang Xiaohou's crown, and stepped on the foot to crush the crown. Zhang Xiaohou, who was full of face and blue eyes, smiled and said: "I finally got rid of that damn..." Zhang Xiaohou's eyebrows When you are upright, you have to be angry. Meng Fu shakes and screams: "Oh, Xiao Houye, this sword is really beautiful. If you throw this sword to me that day, if you don't want me to like it, you will commit this sword and commit suicide. , do ghosts and romantic... Let me see if it can't be done?... Oh, don't be so stingy, just take a look and look at it - hey!"

"The peerless sword" was broken, and Meng Fu shook his face with innocent eyes: "It turned out to be a fake!"

She humbly put the sword back into the hands of Zhang Xiaohou, who was stiff, and smiled: "I had to grieve Hou, and I used the double sword."

Pat the green violent violent violent temperament, but she was easily beaten by her hand, Zhang Xiaohou’s shoulder, Meng Fu shakes and laughs, and turns around. The princes who have just formed a circle have already made birds and beasts.

Shrugging, Meng Fu shook the big step to the main account, and the war Nan Cheng looked in front of the account, just a scene of the scene, but nothing, just smiled and said: "Meng General is really a joke, just so indulgent, Easy to offend people."

"The grass people are a rough person," Meng Fu shook his hand and grinned. "It's the same everywhere. I can't understand the virtues that make Gong Qiang pretend to be like, like, like, don't like it, don't like it, offend me, I am!"

Zhan Nancheng laughed and laughed. He saw that he was in a good mood. He personally took the arm of Meng Fu’s shake and said: "Meng General’s strength is still a good thing, or it is more appropriate to go to those wild beasts!" The two men went to the horses, and the warfare became a reins. Road: "General Meng, there is a beast in the west of the Royal Garden, with your martial arts, presumably killing those animals is more fun, go!"

"The grass people are still accompanying you." Meng Fu shook. "The grass-roots Taiyuan hunter is born, hunting this thing, or giving you a good time for General Wang Hou!"

At this time, Wang Gong, who participated in the hunting of the Royal Garden, put all the horses and eagle, and the smoke of the eagle rolled all the way to the direction. The whistle of the whistle continued to ring, and Meng Fu’s eagerly followed the warrior Nancheng’s guard and hunted in the south of the Royal Garden. Some little beasts, those rabbits hang a horse, the sky will be faint when the war turned south into a smile and said: "Go back, tired."

Meng Fu shook his head and was about to dial the horse. He suddenly had a body, and then he immediately rushed to the side of Nancheng. He said: "The smell in the wind seems to be wrong, and you are going to go, the grassman is behind the temple!"

“What is the danger here?” Zheng Nancheng laughed. “Mr. Meng is too careful—”

His words suddenly froze.

Behind him, there was a sudden wind with a sigh of relief. The trees shook the forest and the low trees. The little beasts in the forests were stunned and fleeing. In the shade of the greenery, a strip of white, red, brown and yellow light, all the mounts They began to tremble, their legs were softly planted underground, and the owner did not even have the effect of pulling and pulling. Then the leaves swayed, and the faint yellow light flashed, and a low and fierce low-pitched voice rang from the south of the war. .

"嗷-"

The suffocating gas became more and more intense, and the leaves plunged, and the tigers leaped out of the tigers. The huge heads shook, and a pair of fierce eyes glared at the warring Nancheng.

The battlefield Nancheng mounts a long squat, and the legs are soft and squatting. When you are in the horror, you will be surprised by how the beast’s warfare Nancheng throws off the horse and slides straight to the tiger's mouth!

The big mouth of the blood basin is in front of you, and the stinking drowning water almost drops on the face of Warnan Cheng. The war is stunned by the sword, but the knife is pressed under the body, and the tiger's head is in front of you. As many small daggers like the cold light flashing, the war south into the front of a black, desperate scream.

"Guarding!"

A clear and sharp knife throws out, together with the dark figure leaping into the sky, suddenly falling in front of the war in the South, the body is as fast as the streamer, never stops after landing, black light flashes, a knife has been kneeling in the tiger Between the eyebrows!

The blood burst, and Meng Fu, who had splashed a tiger's blood, shook his head and didn't return to drink: "Idiot! Guardian!"

The stunned guards knew that they had to rush to the front, and they would be fighting in the middle of the battle. The wars were undecided, and they looked at Meng Fu’s face and smashed into the tiger’s eyebrows. The sound of the cracked bone, the tip of the knife is hard and cracked, and the tiger's nose is pierced. It is worn from the bridge of the nose and the right eye is worn out!

The tiger screamed and screamed, and the ground in the forest shook slightly. It slammed its head and pulled out the sticky and thick plasma. The drip was splashed all over the floor. The horrible tiger head with the **** flesh of the black knife, while retreating under the guardian guard, while the embers still stubbornly smiled: "Thanks to General Meng..."

When he said half of it, he suddenly heard a big bang in the mountains, and the forest was a point, and it was a yellow shadow, and it was saved with a strong hurricane!

There is still one!

The tiger saved without a warning, and jumped a few feet. He instantly crossed the wall of the guards and formed a slap in the palm of his hand. He shot the two guards who were guarded in the war, and flew straight to the south. to make!

War Nancheng only felt that the front of the eyes was black, and the hot and scented tiger body had already been pressed down!

He pulled out the knife this time, and the knife flashed a good knife. He cut it on the tiger's waist and only changed the tiger's body. The tail had already swept him out, and then the tiger swooped. High and high.

The war in the south fell to the ground, the bottom of my heart only felt that today is a rest, the age of the unfavorable to such a degree, Nanyuan from no beast, do not want to appear today, and the emergence of the two before and after the attack!

The only general who can save himself, the weapon remains in the eye of the tiger, but how can it be!

"My Ma is not afraid, I will save you!"

When the sound comes to people, the shadows are swaying, and the wind is like passing from the south of the war. If you don’t say anything, a boxing out!

"boom!"

The sound of physical and physical violent slamming is dull and sultry. It is only the collision that can hear the fierce and murderous force of each other. After the impact, it is a slap in the face, but this voice is low and depressed. Swallowing blood with swallowing blood, boring in the scorpion.

After the robbery, the war Nan Cheng and the guards looked up and looked at them.

Meng Fu Shao went straight into the big tiger's mouth with a punch. The bare-handed fist punched through the sharp teeth, not only resisted the tiger's desire to bite the battle of the South, but even directly cracked the eye. The tiger's throat, the fist heart is out from the neck of the tiger!

Only one punch, the tiger died!

This kind of killing tiger trick, this fierce boxing, has never been seen before!

The helplessness of Meng Fu’s eagerness to enter the tiger’s mouth was even more grateful and shocking.

Meng Fu shakes his fists and his arms pass through the tiger's mouth. The sleeves have already been torn, and because the punches are too fast before the punches are punched out, the arms are deeply rubbed out of the blood trough, and she has nothing to do. The sleeves wiped the blood on the arm and rubbed it on the tiger. Then he went back to another tiger to retrieve his knife. He turned to the white-faced warrior Nan Cheng: "Your underarm was frightened."

"Meng Meng, General Meng... Thank you very much..." The war of the South became a glimpse of two dead tigers, and looked at Meng Fu’s **** arms. His tone was extremely grateful.

"Your words are heavy, the grass people are divided into things." Meng Fu shakes, is very happy that today's gold is only a peripheral and big account warning, accompanied by the war Nancheng is a large number of martial arts not low combat experience but the general Yulin Guardian, hey, it’s a chance for her to show her, she’s just screaming.

After successfully harvesting the eyes of War Nancheng with gratitude, Meng Fuyao took advantage of her arrogant arm with her teeth, and her eyes were stunned and embarrassed. Going home in the middle of the road, he waved his arm as soon as he entered the door: "Veterinarian, veterinarian, thank you -"

In front of the white light flashed, a ball flew past her, the veterinarian immediately appeared in the white fluttering, calm look but murderous faint, blink of an eye like a bright and clean doctor like a night sneak killer, Meng Fu shake " Ah, I immediately remembered the good things I did before I left. I quickly picked up the invaded Yuanbao adults and fled. I fled and asked the Yuanbao adults: "What good things did you do, the veterinarian would kill you?"

The inscription of the ingots of the ingot: "Hey!"

Meng Fu shakes silently and begins to think about whether or not to learn Yuanbao language with his master. One hand suddenly stretches over and grabs her arm and drags it into the room. "Meng Fu shakes, when can you finish it completely and finish again?" Completely back?"

Meng Fu shakes his head and looks down at himself. Then he looks up again and says, "Which is less? What is less?"

I couldn't help but smile at her. The long-term Sun sighed and sighed. She sat on the stool and went to the medicine chest in the drawer of the cupboard. She looked down and looked for the appropriate golden sore medicine. From the perspective of Meng Fu Sha In the past, you can see that his long eyelashes hang down, and a soft shadow is formed under his eyes. The eyes are soft and calm, with a touch of pity, and it doesn’t look like the famous grandfather and granddaughter who is famous in the political arena. A young and quiet neighbor.

Such a neighboring boy - who belongs to the shadow of the heart, will sing a spring of color as a song, when the green tea blossoms like a **** spring, the grass like a silk touched a slight smile.

Meng Fu shakes his heart and moves, for the long-term grandchildren in this shadow, but immediately feels a pain in his heart, while at the same time a cold on the arm, she took a breath, the long-term Sun Wuji immediately looked up at her: "pain?"

The pain, the pain is not the place where your finger is pressed, but the root of the most terminal connection of the blood, it is my heart.

Meng Fu shook his eyes, but his face was laughing, his grin and grin: "Hell, are you helping me to heal or take the opportunity to swear?" This gesture is heavy!"

"This external application of Ming Mu cream, massaged the drug to better penetrate into the texture, and will not leave scars in the future." Long Sun Wuji ignored her, and held her arm gently, Meng Fu shake only felt his fingertips like a small stove, When I got there, I got a fire, and she burned her uncomfortable. She couldn’t help but break free. "I’m done, don’t worry, your general, I have nothing else, just scars, I will not say later. There will be more, you can't cure it."

"Yes?" The long-term Sun Wuji suddenly raised his eyes and smiled. Meng Fu stared at his smile. He felt that something was wrong. Huo Di jumped up. Unfortunately, it was already a step late. Her arms were still in the hands of others. The grandson’s hands were turned over. She slipped straight on her veins, and when she buckled her, she immediately became sore, and then she fell to the ground. The long-term Sun Wuji had turned her to the bed.

Meng Fu shook that big shock, screaming straight in his throat: "Ingot, ingot, come, no longer come to defend your master. You have no hope of taking his virginity in this life-"

Yuanbao adults rushed over, and the grandson turned his head and smiled at it. He immediately laughed at the corner to draw a circle.

"Ingot, the longer you stay with someone, the more you become smarter, the brain is dull."

Yuanbao adults shyly bow their heads... The cultivation takes thousands of years, but the fall is only between one thought, and one is lost in the ages. The rats are unbearable and look back.

A successful sentence has extinguished the pet, and the grandson has stepped over and looked at his eyes. White Sensen’s teeth are ready to bite a bite when he approaches. He smiled and said: “I heard that you are wise and brave. Thousands of troops."

Meng Fu shook "ah".

"I heard that you are a long-distance Han jungle, stealing the ancient tombs, screaming at the Heavenly Palace, fighting the soul of the moon, fighting repeatedly and defeating, repeatedly defeating and fighting, breaking an incisor, adding a full body, a hero, It’s fascinating, and when you start listening to it, you will admire it, think it, and ask for it, you can’t ask for it, and the dream is hard.”

Meng Fu shook his mouth and his mouth was dripping out. He, he, he, he was saying? He, he, he seems to be angry? He, he, he, why are he so angry? He, he, he, he was not angry, he was suddenly angry now.

The long-term Sun Wuji continued to laugh at her, laughing at the noble and elegant and amiable: "There is a rare opportunity today, and the general is willing to give a look at the scars of the heroic feats of the generals. I am grateful..."

He he he he meant? Meng Fu shook his head and turned around for three laps before he reacted. "Ah! You have to take off my clothes!"

"Wrong." Chang Sun Wuji continued to smile and corrected her. "I want to see the general's scars."

"What is the difference?" Meng Fu screamed and ran. "The long-lost grandson is your hooligan. If you dare to move my clothes, I will marry you-"

"Oh--"

The fierce, sinister Meng general was stunned.

The back is cool, and the wind that passes through the unclosed window passes over the skin. The direct touch makes her sure that the clothes are really dripping!

Meng Fu Sha was immediately screaming, and someone’s hand pointed her finger at her.

Meng Fu shakes his pillow and regards it as a growth Sun Wuji - you are eating the wrong medicine today or thinking about it, and I am going to slap my clothes in the light of the day... I am dripping spring, I have not maintained it for 18 years. I have seen the beautiful back...

A slightly cold finger came up and pressed on her back. The fingertips seemed to be stained with some ointment. It was cool and smooth, and it was applied to those deep and shallow scars. It was carefully applied on the back. The fingertips of the swimming are light and gentle, such as the wind and water, stimulating the sputum of the skin, spreading in a circle, straight into the bottom of my heart.

Meng Fu shakes a little stiff, gently biting his lip, his fingers squirming quietly, clenching the sheets under him.

The sun slops through the window sash, and the light flies in the light and floats in the light. There is a kind of gentle and thorough in the mist, the man with the light clothes under the light spot, the fingers gently touch the woman with the scar. Skin - the skin is crystal clear, the back line is beautiful and smooth, the streamline is exquisite, such as the jade bottle, but some cracks like the cracks lie on it, those reddish injuries will gradually reflect the man's deep eyes, slightly Pan-stained blood, like the pain of the heart, wrote the fundus.

There was a terrible silence in the air, so thickly pressed down, Meng Fu Sha suddenly had some guilty conscience, and he loosened the sheets in his mouth.

The person who listened to the top of the head, the fingers slowly moved over the scars, and only a long time faintly said: "When you shake, you have to live happily, I will not stop you; you want to do your best, I do not want, do not stop you; But I really don't like that you have to do a very good temper in everything. I don't like you know how to cherish others but don't know how to cherish yourself. I don't like you to do something, obviously you don't have to, but you have to go in the most intense and determined way. Collision, such as today you go hunting, want to be wary of Nancheng, why should you hurt yourself? Just to make him more shocked and impressed? You tell me, you deserve it?"

Meng Fu shook his tears - I didn't have weapons at the time. Wow, I didn't think so much. Wow...

However, her guilty conscience blinked, as if she could not be injured... relying on, the long-term Sun Wuji creature, lived tired and tired, even her fists must be worried.

"When you shake, you can work hard, but you shouldn't be brave, but I forget that you will cherish yourself a lot in the future, and don't want to talk to me about what's wrong with your head," said Long Sun Wuji. Scars, the bottle is collected, slowly said: "You can think about it, I heard these words, see the feelings of these scars?"

Meng Fu swayed his eyelashes, his eyes flashed around, and he didn't touch the eyes of the great-grandchildren... Well, I was wrong. You didn't care about watching me. Brother, can you put the clothes on me?

As a result, the man got up gracefully, put the medicine bottle in his hand, and took care of the sleeves. He said: "I know that you are a sapwood head. I have never heard of others, in order to make you more impressed... clothes you wear yourself. Let's go."

He gave it away, leaving Meng Fu to shake his nose - you ordered my acupuncture point, how do I wear clothes!

The long-term Sun Wuji walked to the door and suddenly stopped. Meng Fu shook the big joy, thinking that he thought of giving her a hole. As a result, he held the door frame, as if he had just thought of it. "Yes, if you fight again in the future, Follow this." After a fingertip, he did not hesitate to go.

Meng Fu shook his face and looked up at the sky - he only solved her dumb point, and forced her to ask for help from Yalanzhu. With Yalanzhu's temper, she must laugh at her for more than half a month. She wants not to be impressed. Nothing is deep.

It’s not that the mouth is fast, Hu Wei said the wrong thing... anger!

What is a real monk, this is!

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When Yalanzhu was shouted by Meng Fu, and solved the hole for her, she smiled for a long time, laughing and patted her shoulder, saying: "I have to say that you are a bastard, luck. It’s good.”

Meng Fu shook her white and looked at Yalanzhu's face with a sullen face. She sat in the darkness with her knees. For a long time, she sighed.

When the sky was dark, she climbed up. I remembered that the cloud marks were drunk yesterday. This person is actually a drinker. After coming back, I have some fever. I haven’t gotten up yet, so I cook a lotus seed soup, I only made one. Bowl, thinking that the veterinarian is also working hard, and adding, and then I can't think of it. I can help her to solve the problem. Plus, I want the adults to love sweets, plus, and finally I refuse to admit it. Added material - as to who? do not know!

She is holding a big pot of soup, and the rooms are personally sent. The cloud marks are still asleep, and their faces are hard to see. It seems that they are still faintly dreaming, breathing low, constantly struggling, and making big drops on their foreheads. The sweat dripped, Meng Fu shook the bowl, took a sweat towel to help him wipe the sweat, but he suddenly grabbed her hand.

Meng Fu was shocked, and the subconsciously pumped his hand outwards. The cloud marks were very tight. It seemed that the drowning people were holding the driftwood and refused to let go, even using internal forces. Meng Fu was afraid that he would fall into a nightmare. Unstable, he rashly and his wrestling would hurt him, so he did not move.

At this time, the posture was awkward, the cloud marks were lying, and Meng Fu was vigorously shaken to the front of him. Meng Fu’s life was hard to resist, and the body did not twist and slant, looking from a certain angle, just like Meng Fu’s body In front of the cloud marks in general.

There was no light in the house, and the moonlight was half-light and dark in the room. They were invisible in the dark, and they heard the breath in the silence. Meng Fu’s instinct was somewhat wrong. The empty hand wanted to light the light and fumbled for a long time. I knocked it off the ground and I had no choice but to sigh.

In the darkness, the man suddenly put her hand close to the cheek, and gently rubbed it. Meng Fu shook his body and was stiff. He did not care to reach out and dialed, but he listened to the cloud mark and said: "...Nanny..."

Meng Fu shakes and shakes, listens to the person's slight sigh, the exhaled heat is sprayed on her hand, wet, the heat is gone, only the cool water vapor is left, like some kind of darkness buried in the bottom of my heart for a long time. The abyss-like indulgence.

"...Nanny, have you climbed out? Did you climb out?"

What do you mean?

"You brought me out... How can you climb out of yourself?"

"The dirt... oh yeah..."

soil?

Meng Fu shakes in the darkness, watching the pale, slightly clouded marks, this cold and silent teenager, has always been full of hearts and minds, until yesterday, the drunken alleys screamed, those buried deep in The memory of the pain in the depths of memory seems to be called "the younger brother" by Yan Jing, from the abyss of the nightmare, slowly creeping, crawling back to the dusty past with **** pain.

Mother and son buried alive... Mother introduced her son... Is that true? Is that right?

Meng Fu’s fingers trembled and the cloud marks his life. She suspected that how the Tang Yan family would let their own children fall out and become the adopters of the enemies. There must be some unfortunate pasts, but they never thought that they would be so miserable. .

Her trembling fingers were caught by the cloud marks. He seemed to feel the tremor of the mood, and hugged her hand tighter. The five fingers clasped her fingers deeply. He murmured: "I pull You come up... I pull you up..." Suddenly pull hard.

Meng Fuyao was shocked to think about the life of the cloud mark, cold and not against this pull, the body was oblique, planted in the cloud mark chest, cloud marks immediately hugged her.

Meng Fu shake immediately struggled, suddenly felt that there was a slight noise behind her, she turned her head in the cloud marks, it was a vulgar discovery.

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The long-lost Wuji is standing at the door and looking at her deeply.