Legend of Fu Yao

I don't know where the wind is blowing, carrying my own swaying... There are ancient temples on the hillside in the distance, and the corner of the flying arch is not seen anymore... It’s very soft underneath, you can see the cane and the splendid ...there are smokes on all sides... people are in the water.

There are old hands reaching out... whispering pity sigh... Suddenly seeing the dimly closed space, a little purple light spilling into the cracks... Suddenly panic, infinite panic... A little knife and light, bright and bright, There is a vaguely faint face in the light... The next moment, it begins to wander... If the wind blows over the high mountain dandelion... What is falling on the surface, itching.

itch……

Meng Fu shakes his hand and pulls it in front of his face - hey, how is it so itchy?

Stumbled and opened his eyes, he saw a white ass.

The buttocks are sticking to her face, oh oh oh oh oh yeah, a little short tail shake, shake, shake, shake, sweep and sweep on her face.

That itch is the result.

Meng Fu shook his hand and pulled it, pulling the group of things down and muttering, "You don't drop my face."

After a while, I was so confused and confused that the guy in Yuanbao had such kindness and would come to call her to get up?

Then I felt that something was sticky on my face. It seemed to have a bad smell. I pointed at it, and there was a suspicious, yellowish, sputum substance on my fingertips.

"What is this?" Meng Fu shook his eyes.

Yuanbao adults are sitting on the table far away, looking at her with a sly look, it looks very wretched.

Meng Fu shook up and shook his heavy head. He wanted to climb out of bed and wash his face. The door suddenly opened. Yuan Zhaoyu came in with a bright sunshine, followed by two maids.

He first smiled at Meng Fu, and immediately went to Yuanbao Road, who wanted to slip when he saw him. "The color sleeves said that you didn't wait for her to clean you up this morning and ran away. What are you doing so urgently?"

Big solution... didn't wipe clean... suspicious material on your face...

Did this guy just use his face as a toilet paper and use his face to lick the big butt?

"Ah!" Meng Fu Sha broke out with a roar, and jumped up to find his own dagger, "I killed you this soup to make soup!"

Yuanbao adults had already had a wind under their claws, and they rushed to the window with a bang. Meng Fu waved his hand and the quilt flew out and squatted on the window frame, smashing three vases, and the ingots had already been flying.

Meng Fu shakes the anger and does not disappear. When he jumps out of bed, he has to chase it. He was suddenly dragged by Yuan Zhaozhen.

"Be careful."

Immediately after his body was light, he was already taken back by Yuan Zhao, and Meng Fu shook his shackles. He suddenly found out that he was wearing a smock, and it was a non-general smock--a little vest with her own trousers.

The vest is small, the body is wrapped up, the pants are large, and the wind is very cool.

This dress is not to say that in this ancient era, modernity is also a no-following thing, not to mention that somebody’s hand is now unkindly attached to her waist, the warm palm is like a small stove, where to put it combustion.

Yuan Zhaoxuan seems to have a flame burning in his eyes. The girl's body in front of her eyes is full and meticulous. She has a long neck and a thin neck. There is no place, no one is not beautiful, no one is not refined. The strange and strange clothes not only make her Lost color, but the outline of the figure is just right, can see the seductive arc of the chest, can see the long legs of the white pants under the wide pants, and feel the waist of the palm, amazing soft , amazingly flexible.

Such a color, pure and fascinating coexistence, rotten and tempting and in the same, such as the scent of the four seasons, with the dazzling eyes of Huacai, so that the definite Yuan Zhaozhen, can not help but a little chaotic breathing.

He suddenly smiled softly, his fingers stroking his lips, and he looked back and lingered.

Meng Fu shook his head and saw his eyes. Although he did not understand his movements to caress his lips, he could not remember his indecent assault last night. His face was subconsciously red. He quickly reached out and pushed him. He jumped backwards and fell. The land was again pulled by Yuan Zhaoqi. Only in this moment, his eyes have been restored to the Qingming, and the road is faint. "There are broken vases in the ground, be careful."

His tone was light, but his eyes did not avoid the passing of all the exposed parts of Meng Fu, and he saw Meng Fu shake and sneak into the quilt and waved his hand. "Avoid avoiding. I want to change clothes."

Yuan Zhaoxiao smiled and took the door out. His slender figure floated through the window sash, and then he heard a soft bang outside the window. A slamming window sash was pulled open and a ball was thrown in by the bones.

"Ingots, sneaking around is a very lost face, and you have to look at it."

Someone's voice drifted out of the window, calm, noble, elegant, and unsatisfactory.

Poor insults who were betrayed by the owner, eyes wide open in horror, staring at himself in the direction of Meng Fu Sha, and in front, bed, dead enemies and rivals Meng Fu Sha is full of faces, open hands, waiting for it Dropped.

In the minds of Yuanbao adults, they passed through the top ten tortures...

"Hey!"

A terrible scream, a self-respecting celestial tempo suddenly emerged in the large population of the squirrel - Meng Fu swayed and smiled and snotted his nose, smiled, and rubbed it on the white hair of Yuan Bao adults...

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Early in the morning, the road outside the wall of the Dewang Palace was quiet and quiet.

The sun shone on the southwest corner of the palace, and a bunch of grass moved on the wall, and a head came out.

Head to the east, looking west, seeing the Dexin Court below is very quiet, the doors and windows are closed, presumably dreaming, can not help but sigh of relief, quickly climbed over the wall.

The nature of this day climbing wall is Meng Fu Sha, after she woke up in the Minhang Palace, she remembered that she had not returned overnight, not to be ignored by Yao Xunzong, and quickly went back. She remembered the virginity before she left. Come, Yuan Zhaoxuan said that this matter has another reason, so that she does not have to pay attention, Meng Fu Shahao had to come back.

Just as one leg stretched across the wall and the other leg would fall, there was a calm voice.

"The door is open."

The implication is that you don't have to climb the wall.

Meng Fu Sha, who was drunk and drunk all night, had originally felt a little embarrassed, but to enter his room, he had to go through the house of Zong Yue, so he planned to walk the wall, who knows if he is not The cooperation of Zong Yue is broken.

When the call is broken, it is broken. Meng Fu shakes it and does not leave. He maintains a leg in the position of one leg outside and sits on the wall. He holds his chest with both hands and sighs. "This day, the sun is so bright..."

A few drops of cold rain fell in the sky, hail, and a little snow flakes drifted down.

In the snow film, Meng Fu swayed the intoxicating road. "The temperature is really right..."

After praising the weather and the scenery all the time, Meng Fu shakes down from the wall without hesitation, and walks past the gate of Zongyue.

She suddenly stopped at the door and sniffed her head and sniffed. "This smell is really bad." When he turned his eyes, he found that Zong Yue was still sitting on the ground, looking at him through a window slanting early plum, his face It was a little pale, and on the side of the table, there was an empty space that was not dried, and the smell of the medicine was emitted from there.

Seeing Meng Fu shake the medicine bowl, Zong Yue’s eyes narrowed, his sleeves waved, and the window slammed shut, almost hitting Meng Fu’s nose.

Meng Fu shakes his nose and walks back, thinking that Zong Yue is dispensing medicine, or is he injured? This mysterious tongue is mysterious and still better from afar.

After entering the house, I cleaned it. Yao Xun came knocking on the door and moved the food box to have breakfast. Meng Fu was so angry that he was hungry in the middle of the night. No matter what the wind was, he asked, "This green rice." The porridge tastes special. Is it rice with good vanilla?"

Yao Xun shrugged. "I don't know, this porridge is the son of Zonggong who told you to come back and eat it for you."

“Ah?” Meng Fu jumped up and hurryed for a week. He didn’t notice anything unusual, but he didn’t worry about Zong Yue’s character. He sat there thinking hard and suddenly said, “The fake shamrock you got yesterday, later gave Is there more Zong?"

"Give it," Yao Xun said with a bit of pride. "I really want to get the clover honestly. Who knows that the clover is too tough, which is so easy to smash, but the grass you said, it will be bad." I gave Zong Yue, he didn't even find out, haha, healed, but that's it."

Meng Fu Sha did not listen to it, has already rushed out, Yao Xun confused to go out, then Meng Fu shakes a mourning in front of a bunch of grass.

"Rely on... This is yin and yang grass... How long does my eyes look like wow..."

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Meng Fu swayed on the ground, licking his ass, his eyes stunned with abacus beads, digging and digging on the ground.

While digging, you can't live on your face. The biggest effect of Yin and Yang grass is to reverse the yin and yang. Yang people eat this grass at night, which can cure the disease of deficiency. However, if the yin eats this grass during the day, it will rise. Face acne, looks very youthful, but if the acne does not eat antidote, it will become bigger and bigger, out of control.

Meng Fu shakes up the stone and licks his own feet. Now he has to kneel on the ground to find antidote. The antidote is the grass seed of yin and yang grass. This thing is very small. It is difficult to find it scattered on the ground. Meng Fu shakes for a long time, and the weight is still Not enough to take medicine once.

With a sigh of sighing straight, Meng Fu shook his teeth and used his eyes to fly a knife to Zongyue’s house. After a long time, he remembered that Zong Yue had gone to treat Wang Wang, and he could not see it. He had to look down and suddenly remembered passing a few days ago. A waste garden, there are a lot of yin and yang grass, it should be easier to find grass seeds, and quickly yell at Yao Xun.

The waste garden is in the northwest corner of the palace. The old city looks at the past, the walls are peeling off, the flying rafts are broken, the walls are made strong, and some long and long spider webs are hung. The branches of the trees tremble in the wind over the walls, and the branches are also The defeated, in this winter's chilly haze, reveals a gloomy death.

Meng Fu Sha and Yao Xun actually found the yin and yang grass outside the park. After dug for a long time, it was easy to get enough. The number is going to go. Yao Xun suddenly suspiciously stopped and said, "Meng girl, you see this garden actually lives. People."

Meng Fu shook back, only to find a white dress hanging on a branch, probably slammed up by the wind, could not help but smashed.

This rich and luxurious De Wangfu, it is very strange to have such a place to be defeated. It is even more surprising when someone lives here.

Meng Fu shook the first few steps, subconsciously went to push the door, the door was locked, the door lock was rusted, she thought about it, turned and went to climb the wall.

Yao Xun wanted to pull her and was dragged down by her.

Meng Fu shook the wall, and the scene in the garden was more than the one seen outside. It was full of dead flowers, and the weeds were everywhere. The door of the courtyard was half hidden. Meng Fu shook the step by step, and it was quiet on all sides. He could hear himself. The sound of breathing.

Her gaze suddenly fell on the door knocker. It was not a pair of ordinary door knockers, but a small golden bell, delicate and meticulous, with a pattern of luxurious carvings, but in the cracks, it was also filled with mud and black lines.

The wind blew, but the golden bell did not ring, so that the four sides were quiet and dead, and the dead leaves on the ground rubbed against each other, making a sound of a snake-like voice.

There was a screaming scream, and suddenly the stunned silence was broken!

"The long-term grandson! You are not guilty of this bloodline, stealing the savage villain who seeks power!"