Legend of Fu Yao

"Districts are afraid..." Someone did not know the arch of life and death and moved to Meng Fu.

The long-term Sun Wujiu looked back, and the eyebrows picked it up. It seemed that the fingers moved, but somehow did not move.

"I am afraid of you!" Meng Fu immediately slammed the guy out and was squatting in the direction of the wolves. He wanted to make up another foot. Afterwards, the Yuanbao adults suddenly came up and squatted on the shoulders of the scholar. In the more violent screams of the guy, the wild onion **** that had previously been slammed into Meng Fu was scattered on the scholar.

For you to hold wild onions and **** to the wolves, ready-made onion patties!

Call you afraid of long hair! Afraid of long hair? !

The onion patties fell out and were falling in the middle of the wolves. As soon as they looked up, they saw the wolves ringing around, and they groaned, "Ah!" A scream, both hands clasped their buttocks and squatted in the middle of the wolves.

Meng Fu shook away a few steps, a little unwilling to look back, this look will see the eyeballs - the wolves are enchanted by the unusual shape of the onion patties, but they dare not move, only one hungry The anxious wolf tried tentatively against the high-pitched buttocks, trying to slam the sling of the man’s squeaking robes, so that the crisp “哧啦” sounded, the white flowers opened the skylight... ...

"Wow... the hips in the area..." The screams are more and more earth-shattering.

Meng Fu rushed to turn around, helpless command Tiecheng: "Give it to you, you solve it!"

Tiecheng turned his face to the front, pulled the knife, squatted, and the sound of the wolf was splashing. The scholar hurriedly climbed up and ran to him, watching the momentum of the iron-killing wolf, and praised: "Good! Taiwan’s tactics for Huashan’s glory, ordinary moves, but the force is the famous guide, clean!”

"This is the sign of the platform. Oh, it’s not right, it’s changed, ah, it’s wonderful, everyone’s pen!”

"Good! These two strokes can actually be used together? The tricks of good hegemony! Ah, the martial arts of Xiongtai is very bad! The famous style of three different genres! Only the skill is owed, only the skill is owed!"

Meng Fu shake stopped his foot.

This guy has a good eye.

The iron cost is generally based on the basics, but after being loyal to her guardianship, she was challenged by the three grandsons of the great-grandfather, the North, and the ancestors of the ancestral martial arts. The ancestors of the ancestral martial arts were arrogant, and the martial arts were strong and powerful. Yu Tiecheng, the iron cost body is already a top-ranking master, and the owe is really only the skill left. The guy who looks like a scholar, even within a few strokes, he will say his source of martial arts clearly, don’t say anything else. This eyesight is already first class.

This guy, it seems that he does not want to cover up their martial arts in front of them.

Meng Fu Sha did not look back, sniffing the smell of more and more wolf blood in the air, greeted the iron into a voice, said: "The kill is almost the same, the hungry wolf will be more and more, there is no need to fight hard, tonight here too Can't sleep, go down the mountain overnight."

Tiecheng received the knife, the knife was covered with wolf blood, and the robes that had been torn off by the scholar were wiped clean, and then returned to him. The guy then smashed the cloth that had been ruined by wolf blood and mud. Bitterly covered in the ass.

Meng Fu Sha did not look at him, went straight down the mountain, the man covered his **** with one hand and chased: "Oh, wait for me, don't let me drop the order - I hire you as a guard, I am out of money, I have a lot of money!" ”

Meng Fu shook his head and did not return: "Don't wait!"

"I will send you Huamei Meiji - as long as I can send me back to Yucheng!"

"Not interested in!"

"I, I am familiar with the national conditions, but I don't know if I am not familiar with the road people's livelihood!"

Meng Fu shakes his feet and hugs his head and despise him: "Oh? Do you dare to ask if you know who your queen is?"

She asked this sentence just to ask him to drive him away. He didn't want the beautiful scholar to laugh. He smiled a little bit and said: "Of course I know."

"Who?"

"It's very complicated, it's hard to say a word." He shook his head and sighed. "Wait back to Yucheng to tell you."

Meng Fu shakes him, half-small corners open a sneer arc, saying: "Want to follow? OK, that is what you said, your identity - guide, Xiao Yan, guard, no way you go to find the way, If you haven't eaten, you will go to Huayuan. There is no place to live to clean up the places where you can sleep. Go back to Yucheng, and then reward me with Baiyin Wan, a Chinese house, and Mei Ji, right."

Iron into the mouth of the mouth... The pig will promise such a shameless request.

"Oh, ah." The pig promised, and the music ran up and screamed on the buttocks. "Hey, as long as you bring me together, I am most afraid of ordering, but I have to catch me out." People are experienced, God knows how much I am afraid of a person, I am afraid that the black is afraid of the wind, afraid of the rain, afraid that there are fewer people on the road, and that there are many people on the road, most afraid of long hair... Ah!"

The innocence of Yuanbao adults appeared at his feet...

"Help!" The guy jumped on the back of the iron, and stuck on it and refused to come down. "Mao ah ah ah ah ah"

Iron into a hand to kneel down, angry: "weak chicken, don't stick to me!"

"It's rude." The guy shook his head and sighed. "Please call the famous Zhong Yi, the bell and the bell, it's easy."

"Well, Zhong Yizhong Xiaoxiao." Meng Fu yin measured and stared at him - must stay? OK, who you are, dare to stay careful, she must be careful, she is in advance of menopause!

"We have no place to sleep tonight, so the next thing is yours, I ask for a place to lie down."

"..."

After half an hour, in front of the temple at the foot of the mountain, I was ordered to look for the place where the bell was in front of the door, and said: "You can lie down!"

Meng Fu slammed into the door and saw the fire that had already been born. The ground was cleaned and cleaned, and the straw was cleaned. Net, whispering water will be opened.

This Zhong Yi, looks sour and rot, is half crazy and semi-stupid, but it is beautiful and unambiguous, far from being an iron-clad that only likes to fight but is not good at meticulous work.

Meng Fu shakes the satisfaction of "Well" and sees that Zhong Yi is busy with a sweat in the cool weather of this spring night, picking up an eyebrow and telling the iron into the road: "The firewood is not enough, go find some more, by the way, remember to feed the horse. ""

Tiecheng had gone out, and Zhong Yi smiled and moved over. He found a cup from the baggage and poured it into Meng Fu. He handed it very diligently and said: "You drink tea."

Meng Fu Shao took it with her hands. She was used to being used by people. She didn't think much about it. She didn't notice that the long-term Sun Wuji looked over her head. She just frowned and looked at him. "Please come to the baggage and find a piece." Iron-clad clothes are put on, is this look so good?"

Zhong Yi was very embarrassed, "Oh," and screamed at the **** to find clothes. Meng Fu shook the water and slowly drank it. He felt the taste sweet. When he looked carefully, he added honey. Meng Fu raised his eyebrows and laughed. Laughter, suddenly a little embarrassed, remembered some past events, and felt that the kid was diligent and shameful, but half of it suddenly stopped.

On the back, a gaze sticks to the uncomfortable feeling of the heart, and the gaze is not explored or embarrassed, nor asked or pursued, just so quietly watching, looking at her back, but Meng Fu shakes It’s the opposite of the eyes and the look that seems to be able to think of it—it doesn’t seem to have anything, but everything is in it.

Meng Fu shakes his heart and ignores it. After insisting for a while, he feels more uncomfortable. She looks down at the clear water, and the turbulent water waves reflect the figure of the person sitting quietly. Today he is extremely silent, adding even such a noisy clock. Yidu always said nothing, and replaced him with 80% of it before, but today's quiet makes her sad.

The smell of sour taste comes up, but I don’t know what kind of sweetness in life can make up for it.

Here, in the continent of Wuzhou, where the storm is changing, every sweetness in life is actually extravagant. Who knows what kind of variables will occur in the next corner?

They are the proud sons of the Son of Heaven, but they have never lived in honey. They are all screaming but they are all enemies. They are cautious and step by step in their lives. Indulgence is disaster, slackness is extinction, power is out of control, and occasionally wants to let Feeling galloping, and inadvertently hit the hostile mountain wall and smashed his feet.

Meng Fu shook his eyes, got up and dumped the sugar water. He refilled the water in the stream outside the temple and cooked it on the fire. On the other side, Zhong Yile came over and put on a piece of iron-made robes. It was a little big and took a sleeve to pick it up. Her kettle, and want to put honey, Meng Fu shake cold and cold: "No need." Then he maliciously followed: "Who knows if you are honey or poison."

Zhong Yi is not angry. He narrows his eyes and smiles like a cat. He said, "Isn't it silly to play poison in front of you?"

"It’s silly to be foolish in front of us." Meng Fu shook him, and he managed to add fire. Zhong Yi sat down beside her. Curiously, she looked at her and said, "You wear a mask? Take off. Look? I think you must look a lot like my sister."

Meng Fu turned his head and smiled at him: "I think you look a lot like my family."

"Who is Ah San? Your brother?" Zhong Yi was very happy.

"My cat." Meng Fu shakes up and picks up the water on the fire. From the baggage, he finds the cup for the grandson's promise, and pours a glass of water, indicating that the ingot is over.

Yuanbao adults looked at the cup as high as it was sad, and felt that this was a very difficult task. It was very easy to have a chance to comfort the master himself but could not be completed because of the height and shape constraints. Circle.

Meng Fu shook his head and slammed his mouth. He placed the cup on the open space between the two. After a while, he poked out a finger and pushed the cup quietly in that direction. After a while, push again. One push, another time, push again...

She doesn't look at the cup, she doesn't look at the grandson, and she only looks at the fire in front, her eyes are straight and her eyes are sluggish...

The cup is silent, slowly moving in the shadow of the fire...

Half a meter distance, 100,000 miles long march...

When Meng Fu was pushed for the sixth time, he suddenly touched a warm finger.

The finger held the cup, it seemed to stretch out to take the cup, but when it touched her finger, it paused, letting it subconsciously, and then extended it, holding it together with her hand and cup.

Meng Fu’s hand was gently wrapped by him, leaning against the warm cup, like holding a warm fire, the heat radiated into the bottom of his heart in all directions.

She was silent, sitting on the side of the fire, her eyes were clear and bright, like a deep water, all the flow was in the depths of the water, silent.

The long-term Sun promise did not speak, but did not let go of her, the body temperature of the two superimposed on the cup, the temperature of the water seems to be slower, and the temperature of the cup is a little cold, but the heart is a trace The silk is full and moist.

Time is also like water at the moment, flowing.

Until the iron into the door with a cool cold spring night into the door.

His figure was somewhat blurred by the moonlight outside the door. The body had the smell of grass and falling flowers. It was obvious that he had just fed the horse, and the big step came to the wind, and the fire with the fire was biased. Towards the direction of Meng Fu Sha and the longevity of the great-grandfather, Meng Fu Sha and the grandson Wu Jiu are all relaxed to let go, Meng Fu smiled and said: "You are a rough man, the road can not go well."

Tie Cheng grinned and smiled, and reached for the dry food in the bag. Just sitting in the corner, Zhong Yi suddenly rushed over, joyfully squatting in front of the iron sleeves, said: "I don't see this robe." ?"

Tiecheng pushed him impatiently and said: "Whatever you wear is ugly!"

Meng Fu, who is making a rush of fire, looked up.

Tie Cheng did not recognize that it was his own robe?

Iron into? Iron into!

"Calling" a purple shadow flashed a fierce fire, the side of the long-term Sun Wuji has jumped.

He has always been quiet and detached from the rabbit. Today, this plunder has brought the speed that manpower can reach to the peak. Even Meng Fu’s top-level eyesight has not fully captured the trajectory of his flight. He only feels the fire in his heart. At a flash, he has already reached the front of "Tiecheng", and he has raised a delicate jade between his sleeves, and his fingers have reached the eyebrows!

At this time, Meng Fu’s shake also arrived. The action of “弑天”'s knife extraction did not have a black arc. It was like a black tide, and it was covered to the other side. Meng Fu shook his eyes and did not look at the other face and the same face as Tiecheng, lest he Being disturbed by the soft heart, the shot is the desire to split the other side of the heavenly spirit, even the brains are dug out of the killing trick!

She Meng Fu has let go of thousands of people and never let go of this person!

Insulting her also insulted the long-lasting dross of the great-grandson!

Ruyi white light is like snow, "弑天" black arc like tide, white light and black light are distinct and intertwined, gyro-like entangled together, turned into a huge two-color net, raging and drizzle silent cover The other side of the body.

Meng Fu Sha and the long-term Sun Wuji teamed up, and the strange martial arts style was complementary to each other. Her sudden loss to the gas field was unstable, and it was covered by his meticulous and inclusive spirit.

The man still smiled, or the sound of a fine voice, three points of surprise and seven points.

Then he retired.

He retreats strangely, the silkworms and pelts are generally, and when they retire, they quit the robes of Tiecheng. The robes fly out and actually move themselves. The "lifting the sleeves" is a sleeve that meets the attack of two people. The human body, then the man quits the broken purse, the belt, the wig, the wig, the hustle and bustle of the sky, his own only the figure of the underwear, the strange twist in those things, has disappeared.

All this happened only in an instant, the battle of the top masters in the world, this would not be like a common master to fight hundreds of strokes, wait until the wind stopped, the purple robes raised and fell, only the underground left A bunch of messy clothes.

Meng Fu shakes a mad rush, and his eyes are swept, the mist is faint in the midnight, the moonlight is smashing, and the wilderness is empty. Where is the figure just now?

She looked at the place where the man disappeared, and the anger of the heart suddenly rushed, and the sound of "嘿" smashed the door of the temple.

Suddenly think of Tiecheng, hurry to look around, find the iron-only underwear in the stream, he was thrown aside and casually thrown at the stream, when throwing, probably the other party is very careless, even face down into the stream In the mud, when Meng Fu Sha found him, he was already suffocating and died. The long-term Sun Wuji personally gave him a gas to save his life.

Meng Fu shakes this more angry face, hate the voice: "From today, no one should separate from the other's line of sight, so as not to be enemies..." When she said this, she suddenly burst into shock and suddenly understood that The intention of the bastard, he is so pervious that she is dedicated to the people who are close to her trust, and they want to force them to guard each other out of mutual distrust and even break up and split up, to force her into a loner.

This kind of thinking will give birth to the coolness of the heart. She is not afraid of hardships and fears of strong enemies in her life, but she is most afraid of alienating indifference and distrust. This kind of mind is a poisonous but incomparably powerful enemy. After the fruit is unimaginable.

She has a faint intuition. The other party's goal is her. Since she has repeatedly attacked people around her to isolate her, why should she be tired of others?

"Let's go separately." Half a 晌 扶 扶 扶 扶 疲 疲 疲 疲 疲 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶 扶

"I just want to be with you." The great-grandchild Wuji immediately answered calmly. "With you, it is the place I am going."

The two of them were the first conversations after the night on the water. They were very calm, but they disagreed again. Meng Fu shook his eyes and thought that he would have to be on the lookout in the future. Even the closest people would have to be skeptical. Suddenly, suddenly I feel disheartened and low: "So how many days and nights do you have to look forward to, and monitor each other? That... it’s terrible."

"Shake," said the great-grandfather. "What he wants is that you lose your rainbow and the spirit of courage. The soft knife slowly cuts away the trust and self-confidence that belongs to you. He doesn't want to kill you. I want to ruin you, this, I don't allow, you should not allow it."

Meng Fu shakes low and "hmm" and feels that he is coming slowly, and some carefully reaches out and holds her shoulder - since that night, he is no longer as casual as she used to be. Every time he touched her, he seemed a little uneasy and hesitant. This subtle unobtrusive hesitation made Meng Fu’s heart suddenly suddenly sour, and even listened to him: "There is always a way, true tacit understanding and trust. Not a strange spectator can destroy."

Meng Fu listened to the words, and the mind suddenly moved all the way to the hand on the shoulder. In this moment, the light and shadow in the brain swept, and it was inside the narrow cabin where the night was exuding the fish. The man caressed her. The hands of the body, as well as the gaze of the greedy red fruit ... so embarrassing and vividly forced to come up, faintly seemingly nausea, the body can not help but let.

It was only so subtle that there was almost no movement. The long-lost Wuji’s hand immediately froze. Meng Fu Sha felt the kind of stiffness, and his heart was faint, and he tried to make up for it quickly. However, it was already late, and the grandson’s stepless recovery was light and slow. He took it very naturally and very casually. It seems that she is afraid that she would not even be aware of her. However, how can Meng Fu shake not know? The movement of the hand slowly retracted, as if holding the root line, pulled it on her apex, and even the internal organs were hurt.

Perhaps, that line is also in the heart of the great-grandchild, and she is more painful than she is.

The two men were silent for a moment, and they had to hold the iron to go back to the temple to rest. Zhong Yi sat on the ground and played with his sleeves. They watched them come in and looked up and smiled. Meng Fu looked at him, thinking that he and his grandson had no time. At the moment when the fire was obscured by the light, only he ran out and did not know whether it was intentionally or unintentionally blocked the fake iron. It was counted that he saved them, or he gave the guy close, who knows what will happen?

According to the current situation, the fewer people around you are the better, so the possibility of being squandered is smaller. However, somehow, she is not hostile to this Zhongyi intuition and sees that he has a very pure like, like It is the kind of feeling towards the younger brother next door.

She tried hard to think about why she felt this way. After 19 years of passing through, she has been tempered into copper peas through the temperament of blood and fire. These soft and sweet feelings of mediocrity and past life have long been exhausted. When I thought of the past life, I was shocked. This Zhong Yi was a bit like the little doll in the past. Of course, Xiao Li didn't have him beautiful, but the kind of eyebrows that smiled and bent had an approximate intimate charm.

In the memory, Xiao Li is a very kind person. She will be quietly giving her a cup of water when she is busy with her dark eyes and red eyes. She will pour her glass of water and put a little bit of water on her lungs. The water in the memory is sweet and comfortable. At the moment of advancing the temple, I suddenly drank the sweetness of the water in the cup that Zhong Yi sent, the general feeling.

It may be that the dreams are too much to miss everything in the past, and I will love the house and the black bar.

Meng Fu smiled and sat down on the grass shop. The long-term Sun Wuji looked at her and looked at Zhong Yi. With his understanding of Meng Fu Sha, this time she would do the best thing, but she didn’t. The long-term Sun Wuji thought about it and still kept silent.

Meng Fu shakes and packs up on the side of the baggage, throwing all the dry food out, saying: "The miscellaneous account has touched, can't eat." To the ingots, the big man smiled and said: "I am sorry to hurt you, hungry, you can go see See if there are wild fruits picked?"

From the Yuanbao adults far away, Zhong Yi "oh", and quickly jumped out of the door, Yuanbao adults tears in the corner and looked at Meng Fu Sha - ah ah ah Meng Dawang, you don't want to be like this in the sky, underground, ah, Poor my old heart with a shadow is difficult to dispel.

※※※

The long-term Sun Wuji suddenly took out two pieces of bread from his arms, carefully peeled off the skin, baked soft on the fire, handed a piece to Meng Fu Sha, said: "Well, I don't want to abandon the ingot to sleep." The remaining half of him For the ingots, half of them are reserved for the ironclad who has not yet been awake.

Meng Fu shook the cake, which she used to be the "ingot burger". The long-term grandson saved the ingot and did not throw it. He always had a good quality of life but never wasted. The cake was in his hand, hot, as if still Keeping the temperature that belongs to him, Meng Fu shakes and kneads for a while, carefully tearing into the same big two halves, saying: "I eat the big half, you eat small."

The long-term Sun Wuji looked at the cake and smiled and took it. Suddenly, "Don't leave it to the surname?"

Meng Fu shakes the cake and looks at the baggage of Zhong Yi. Hesitantly said: "The guy has something to eat? Just there is honey in the water."

The long-term Sun Wuji eyes flashed, "Oh" no longer talked, after a while, Zhong Yi came in, holding a few black chicken claw-like wild fruits, said: "This thing does not look good, but it is clear Sweet, you all taste."

Meng Fu shakes the guy and tries to tear his face. Zhong Yi’s smile is not like being scared. It’s like itching, laughing like a monkey, and Meng Fu’s tears. There is no easy capacity, and the embarrassed hand is released, and the guy who looks like this fine-skinned meat boy is looking at the four bodies without divergence, and the ability to live is powerful and meticulous. Can not help but open his way: "Be away from us, carefully when you are a fake kill you."

Zhong Yi did not let it open, smiled and smiled, and said; "Good sister, really can't be fake, not afraid of you touching."

"Hey, do you think that you are Jia Baoyu?" Meng Fu Sha was called by the good sister, and the goose bumps fell to the ground. He pushed the cowhide sugar away, and the hand just stretched out. Then Zhong Yi slammed his head and hugged his head and said: "Who is yelling at me? Who is yelling at me?"

"I." The long-haired Sun did not return to the head, his face was hidden in the shadow of the fire, but his tone was light and cold. "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, do you want to disturb others' rest?"

Meng Fu shakes and looks at the protagonist of the Sun, is this guy not always very polite? His smiling mask doesn't say that it is the same for the family, but the **** is also the same. She has never seen him talking so unwelcome. Is he angry? What is good for you?

"I will make you a bed." Zhong Yi was born with a good temper, and he forgot his head. He turned to want to make Meng Fu's grass shop even more tidy. He just squatted on the grass, and an adult called it up, akimbo Appeared under his nose...

"Mao-" screamed, Zhong Yiguang bounced off, and the long-term Sun Wuji smiled and touched his family's pet, to show appreciation...

Meng Fu was full of heart to calculate how to deal with the **** West Bay goods, where to notice these dark tides, she sat down and closed her eyes: "I don't sleep, give you a vigil, from today I will step up to practice. ”

She sighed silently, thinking that every five people in the top ten is a huge gap. On top of each other, there is a bigger gap between each of them. Now it seems that it is really good. She is already among the most in the continent. The top of the list of strong, but still being played on the palm of the hand, there is no way to fight back.

"Wu Gong?" Zhong Yiru’s unbeaten Xiaoqiang generally smiled again and again. The mysterious swearing said: "All the world knows that Fufeng has the most magical things, but we are very close to Fufeng, and there are many good things, but they are all Flowing in the hands of the palace and the clan, our Wuzhou mainland is full of martial arts, many of which contribute to the improvement of our skills."

When he said this, Meng Fu suddenly remembered the snow white pill that Zong Yue gave to himself. The thing that Zong said more, he tried to use other drugs instead of the last herb in the sacred antidote. After failing countless times to practice the pill, it was improved on the basis of easy and successful, so that even if the drug is of little use to the lock, it can help her improve her skills, but Zong Yue said that the drug is overbearing and needs Retreat or a certain opportunity can be merged. Now, is this upset situation, whether it is eating or not?

She frowned here, and the long-term Sun Wuji has already cast her eyes on the inquiry. Meng Fu shakes a few words, and the grandson Wu Wuji said: "Give me."

He took the pill, but when he turned his hand, he took out half of the relic-like things. Guanghua Yingrun, like a gray pearl, the grandson was looking at the color of the moon in the moonlight, and he said with a sigh of relief: You can use this."

Meng Fu Sha recognized that this is the last half of the lunar qi essence. When the ancestor left half, he said that her skill was raised enough to be used again. Later, she was taken away by the grandson, and Meng Fu Shao also forgot. Now that the thing has been handed over, it is in the hands, but it is not exactly the same as the first half of the original. It is more round and crystal-clear, and the brilliance is restrained. Meng Fu shakes his fingers and gently squats. The feeling of moisturizing like the moonlight is straight into the bottom of my heart. Low road: "This is what you have developed with your own strength for a long time?"

The long-term Sun Wuji smiled and did not answer. Meng Fu shook his mind for a long time and pushed back. He said: "I know that you have met me since, and Wugong has never benefited. I didn't understand it at first. Now I want to know clearly. One person has been there for many years. Insanely sent, how many people can withstand? I am clear, then you are not like this, this thing is not the one that was given to me by the beginning of the month. At least half of the essence is yours, you take it back."

The long-term grandson is only smiling, but suddenly shifts the topic: "Do you know what I am most afraid of?"

Meng Fu looked at him in doubt.

"I am afraid that you can't save you when you are in danger." The long-term Sun Wuji plucked the fire and said faintly: "You are too troublesome and too independent. I am afraid of what happened when you can't solve it and I am not around." So the best way is to make yourself comfortable enough. You are stronger and stronger than me."

As soon as he raised his hand, his sleeves slammed into a breath, and he couldn't help but breathe. Even if he saw a little pearl like a bullet, he would sneak into his mouth. The opposite Sun Wuji was afraid that she would spit it out and reach out to her. A little bit in the throat, she couldn't swallow herself.

The grandson smiled, put down his sleeves, touched her hair, lie down and sleep, no longer talk, Meng Fu sighed and sighed, and found the rope to sit down on the grass, the fire gradually burned out, the air floated in the early spring The new peach's lively aroma, sinking in the dark, sitting on two figures, but quietly squinting, staying up all night.

※※※

On the second day, Zhong Yi really became a diligent guide and Xiao Yan. He diligently led the way to find the inn and even managed to keep her chopsticks hot and not overwhelmed her horses. Of course, the rest of the people Ignore, a flower-like smile all day long, in Meng Fu's body, Meng Fu Sha is still a three-point defense against him. But eating soft and not hard Meng Dawang is facing the hot face, cold **** has always been It is limited, and after Zhong Yi has been tested repeatedly, he will gradually laugh at him.

The long-term Sun Wuji has always been very silent, especially when Meng Fu Sha and Zhong Yi chat more silently. He is obviously also stepping up to restore his infuriation recently. His martial arts is really strange. Sometimes he gets up in the morning and sees his face transparent. At night It became a jade with texture. He and his pets didn't care about everything. Just when they were eating every day, Yuanbao adults were firmly sitting in the middle of Meng Fu Sha and the long-term Sun Wuji, so every time they wanted to squeeze in and they were sitting together with Meng Fu, they had to go. Sit opposite.

Meng Fuyao noticed that the road that Zhong Yi took them was not a barren mountain or a boulevard. His familiarity with the road has reached a hectic level. Sometimes, after passing through a township, there is only one road, he can actually From the haystacks in the back wall of a backyard in the town, I found a narrow road that crosses the town. At first glance, I know that even the people in the town know that there are few people in the town who have walked through.

As for the guy who looks like a rich man, why is it so clear that a path in a township is so clear that Meng Fuyao does not ask, Zhong Yi is unclear, and the enemy and friends are not divided, but before using the answer, why not use it?

On this day, I went to Donglan Town, Guanlan County. It is already the boundary of Yuzhong Road. When I arrived here, I have already left the scope of Feng Jingrui, several days earlier than expected.

Donglan Town is a small town, because it is adjacent to the inland counties and the population is about 2,000. It is a relatively prosperous town. The road is flat and neat. I don’t know who is doing the happy things, and it’s far from the food and the food. The sound of gongs and drums.

The sky is gloomy, near dusk, Meng Fu shakes in the village mouth, hands on the eyebrows, looked at the sun, said: "Ghost weather, 80% of the rain."

"I mean to walk from the hill behind the town." Zhong Yidao: "I heard that the "Purple Cloak" of the recent Grand Princess is nearby. Although we are not afraid of them, we don't have to collide with these dogs. It’s also troublesome. It’s just that there isn’t a good place to cover the wind and rain in the back of the town. The rainy weather is also very uncomfortable.”

Meng Fu shook back and looked at the long-term Sun Wuji. She knew that since the landing, the long-term Sun Wuji has been in contact with the hidden guard. Once there is no place to cover the rain, they can avoid it. The bitterness is the hidden guards of the long-term Sun Wuji. The long-term Sun Wuji naturally understood what she meant and said: "Safety is above."

Meng Fu Shaan but raised a brow: "What, forcing me to hide in Tibet? Rainy days are also sleeping outside? Do not!"

She pointed to a black tile white wall in the town, and said: "It seems to be a happy event? The purple cloak is arrogant, and it is not good to rush into the happy family? Let's disturb a glass of wine!"

Meng Fu shakes the whip and draws it. When the first pass, the horse is dismissed in front of the door. The red robe and the old man who are greeted by the smile are stunned: "Congratulations, wow."

"TOEFL TOEFL--" The old man was habitually squatting down, looked up and saw a few strange faces, and bowed. The town was so big, everyone inside and outside was familiar. When they saw these people, they were foreign guests. Another look, "I don't know if the guest is..."

"Through, come to your home with joy." Meng Fu shook back, Tiecheng immediately handed a bag of gold, Meng Fu shakes him a look, this goods, is to give people a disaster? Reaching out of the bag and touching a gold leaf, smiled and said: "With a gift, the old master is not abandoned."

"Oh, I can't make it!" It was unexpected to see Meng, and the old man saw the golden leaves. When he reached out, he pushed back. "The guests don't despise the rough countryside, and the light of the children's gift is very happy. How can we accept it? Your gift is not allowed, and it must not be allowed."

Meng Fu shook his head and thought that a golden leaf would be an ordinary farmer’s three-year living expenses. This old man was not tempted. It was really rare. This time, it’s really a bit more joy, recovering the golden leaves, saying: So confusing."

“Does the guest miss the bust?” the old man said with concern: “If you have a drink at night, just take a break here. Okay, there are still a few clean rooms.”

Meng Fu shook and thanked, the old man called a handsome guy with a big eyebrow and a big eye to take them in. Meng Fu shakes a few people in the crowd wearing red and green people, dressed in a singularity, and attracts everyone to look at it. The big girls had a glance at the long-lost Sun Wuji and Zhong Yi, and they made a burst of laughter of unknown meaning.

Meng Fu whispered: "Flower crazy!"

Zhong Yixiao came over and said: "When do you smile at me like this?" was picked up by Meng Fu and he took it back.

I talked with the boy about it, knowing that the surname Li, the local rich and wealthy, the book of poetry and book, and the ancestors who had done the official, because they were dissatisfied with the chaos of the political affairs, they returned home, and they saved a few acres of land. Under the practical operation, now the family business is booming, but the son is a little thinner. Today, the only son, the bride, the four neighbors and the eight towns are invited to eat wine, regardless of gifts, red paper bags and a noodle are all welcome, purely for the sake of A lively joy.

The boy took a few people through the three yards and went straight to the main hall. There were only three seats in the main hall, and the man with the fat ears was sitting.