Reverend Insanity

"I worked hard for seven days in a row. I couldn't think of only supporting two tricks in Fang Yuan's hands, and he was stunned again. Shame, shame!" Gu Yue Mo Bei was filled with shame and anger.

In the yard at home, he screamed at the wooden man, punching and kicking, and squeaking.

At this moment, a chuckle came: "Little brother, have a deep hatred with the wooden man, so hate it?"

Upon hearing this familiar voice, Gu Yue Mobei’s face was loose, stopped the attack, and turned his head: “Sister, you are back!”

"Well, the family appointed a reconnaissance mission, and went out for ten days..." Gu Yue Mo Yan smiled and replied, she is a sister of Mobei, and she is now a second-grade master.

But she quickly changed her face, and her eyes showed a sharp sigh: "Little brother, what is the scar on your face? Who is bullying you?"

"Ah, nothing. This is what I accidentally walked and wrestled, and I found it." Mobei's face flashed a flustered color, and it confuses a reason. He doesn't want his sister to know that he is so embarrassing. The pro-grandchildren of the future, who are separated from each other, have been beaten twice in a row.

Fortunately, the unlucky one is not one of him, everyone else has a share.

"Oh, that's it, then you have to be careful. Right, you have to practice your fists, so you can't. If you don't add to the defense, you have to wrap a thick strip of cloth. This will protect your hands and feet from being protected. Hurt." Gu Yue Mo Yan took a few words and left.

"Missy is good."

"Missy is well."

"It was Missy who came back, and the slaves met Missy."

The ancient moon in the desert is cold and stalking. The slaves who met along the way all went to salute.

Before she went to the study, she did not obey, and pushed directly into the door.

In the study, the ancient moon and dust are facing her back, standing at the desk and practicing words.

"Is it back?" Gu Yue Mo Dian did not look back, but asked directly, "Reconnaissance outside for more than half a month, how about the wolf nest?"

"Grandpa, how do you know that it is me?"

"Hey, the whole family up and down, except that you can take advantage of my pets and don't follow the rules, don't even knock on the door. Who else?" Gu Yue Mochen with a reproachful tone, but turned around, his face was very Mild, looking at the face of a smile with a smile.

Indignant and grinning: "To say that you love, in fact, Grandpa is more fond of his younger brother. Only the younger brother will be in power in the future. Grandpa will demand strictness from him, and the human body will not be able to love it."

After a pause, I asked: "Grandpa, how was the younger brother beaten! I just asked him, he lied. I don't want to ask, I have to ask Grandpa."

The ancient moon and desert dust face: "You haven't answered my words yet."

He put down the pen, took the chair and sat down slowly.

Mo Yan had to sue: "The wolf nest is almost full. According to this speed of reproduction, although there will be no wolf tide this year, there will be a wolf wave hitting our cottage in the coming year."

Gu Yue Mo Ding asked: "There is basically a wolf tide every three years. This is not unusual. Just how many thunder crown wolves in the wolves?"

"There are about three." Mogan replied.

Gu Yue desert dust nodded and let go of his heart. The thunder-crowned wolf is the leader in the wolves, and the most intriguing existence when the wolf tide hits the cottage.

There are not many three crowned wolves, because there are three cottages on Qingmao Mountain. Each cottage shares a burden, and the pressure of the wolf tide will be greatly reduced.

"Grandpa, you haven't told me about the younger brother." Mo Yan asked unwillingly.

"Tell you anyway, Mobei is being beaten, once seven days ago, today for the second time. It was smashed at the entrance of the school, and both were unconscious on the spot." Gu Yue Mo Xiao smiled.

"Which people are daring to hang out, stun the younger brother?"

"It is one of his classmates, called Fang Yuan. He played well..." Gu Yue Mo Xiaohe laughed out loud.

The eyes of Mo Yan were even bigger, and asked inexplicably: "Grandpa, what is your name? Mobei is your grandson!"

Gu Yue Mo Ding deeply glanced at the granddaughter, and he said with a deep heart: "Missing, you are a girl, you may not understand. Failure and shame will make people progress. Without failure, there is no mature man." ""

"Mobei was beaten. It was his own failure. When he was awake, he began to ask the nursing homes for hard work. This is an improvement. This kind of progress is brought about by Fang Yuan and wakes him up. As your sister, if you want to protect him in the true sense, don't interfere with his growth. Fang Yuan is only a poor boy like C. Mobei is a B-qualified person, and there is us behind him. Sooner or later, one will put it back. The source is stepping on the foot."

"Leave this opponent to Mobei. In a woman's life, she needs friends and relatives to love. In a man's life, friends and relatives can be dispensable, but only can't lack opponents. Don't go to Fangyuan's trouble, you know? This is a matter of the younger generation. When you join in, you are bullying. Breaking the rules and conventions, others will look down on our indifference."

Mo Yan made a few words, but under the gaze of the ancient moon, she finally bowed her head and replied: "Yes, Grandpa. The granddaughter understood."

She hanged out of the study, even if it was the ancient moon desert, she did not find it - her eyes had been shining with different light.

"Grandpa, this is the way you love your grandson. And I am indifferent and have the way to love my younger brother!" Mo Yan has already had another idea.

......

In the dining room of the inn, there are several tables where people sit and eat food, so it seems a bit lively.

One or two guys served the dishes on the plate and walked freely around the table.

Fangyuan sat at the table near the window, ordered a few dishes, and ate while looking through the window.

The horizon, the sunset glows like a fire, burning quietly.

The sun has fallen more than half, and it finally lingers on the earth, and the afterglow is the reluctance of it.

The mountains in the distance have been covered up by the twilight. On the streets near you, you are home to the crowd. Some are bare-footed, muddy peasants, some are drug collectors, some hunters are pheasants, wild boars and other prey, and some are sergeants. They are often dressed in blue uniforms and are skilled. A headband is attached to the head and a wide-brimmed belt is attached to the waist.

This belt is very particular, the turn of the sergeant is a blue belt, the front is set with copper, the copper has a "one".

The belt of the second transfer teacher is red, with a piece of iron in the center and the word "two" on it.

Fang Yuan sat by the window and observed for a while. He saw six or seven people turning around, mostly young people. There is also a second transfer teacher, a middle-aged man.

As for the three-turner, it is usually old. Four turns are the patriarch, the owner of a village.

The five-turn sergeant is rare. In the history of the ancient moon family, there is only one generation of patriarchs and four generations of patriarchs~www.readwn.com~ In fact, observing the strength of a family is a very simple matter. As long as you find a position in the cottage, carefully observe the pedestrians and see how many of them turn to the teacher and the second to change the division, you can see the heritage and strength of the family. "Fangyuan combined with five hundred years of experience, summed up an experience in the heart.

As far as the ancient moon cottage is concerned, there are 20 pedestrians on the street, including six of them. Half of the six teachers will have a second chance.

Gu Yue Shanzhai is relying on such strength and heritage to occupy one of the best resource points in Qingmao Mountain. Can be called the hegemon of Qingmao Mountain.

However, Qingmao Mountain is just a small corner of the vast southern Xinjiang. In the whole of southern Xinjiang, the ancient moon cottage can only be regarded as a middle and lower ethnic group.

"I have just just practiced, but I have not changed my qualifications for the first stage. I have at least three turns of strength to travel far away." Fang Yuan ate a dish, in the heart of a quiet sigh.

Qingmao Mountain is too small to carry his ambitions, and he is destined to leave.

"Haha, the ancient moon Fangyuan, finally found you." At this moment, a middle-aged man smiled and walked over.

“Well?” Fang Yuan turned his head and looked at it. He saw the other side’s face sallow and hangs his eyebrows, but his body is tall and his body is muscular. At this time striding over, hands clasped arms in the chest, staring down at the young source sitting in the dining room, the slender eyes flashed a touch of cold light.

"Fangyuan, do you know if you have a big disaster? Hey, you dare to hit the young master of our indifferent family. Now, Missy is looking for you to settle accounts." The middle-aged man sneered. He looked at the source with his eyes up and down, revealing a compelling momentum.