The World of the Pirate Consort

No wonder Yun Qingkang said she was a demon girl, so she could ask.

"Am I talking nonsense? The landlord has always been very strict with women. Last night I took you in front of everyone. You do n’t know how shocking. The villagers were so happy that they sent fireworks to celebrate. Everyone hopes So you give us a little master. "Feng Qianger said with a straight face.

I was suddenly embarrassed. If Feng Qianer thought so alone, it would be better, and now Zhuangzi thinks she is a woman of Ming Chunshui. If it was true, she had a thorn in her heart, which made her heart sore.

"Ran, don't talk nonsense. Don't you know that your landlord has been waiting for a woman?" Seser asked.

Feng Qiang'er heard the words, his eyes widened, and he pointedly smiled: "I said that I was unhappy, it turned out to be jealous. You also know it was once, and since it is over, why should you care. The landlord doesn't like it now You? Besides, when you were young, who did n’t have a crush on your favorite person, did n’t you?

The words of Feng Feng Qiang made Sether suddenly speechless, yeah, she also had it. When she was young, she had the same admiration for no smoke at night, although it was not a deep love, but it was emotional. What's more, she has once married a person, although she has not lost herself to the night smoke-free, although she is a free and easy person, never took that marriage as a stumbling block in her heart. However, in name, she was always married once. Ming Chunshui didn't care about her past, how could she demand that Ming Chunshui was a blank piece of paper.

What's more, he said last night, because there was her in her heart, so for the person who can never wait, no longer wait. Having figured this out, the puppets in their hearts finally resolved.

Wu Fengqianer watched her look widened and chuckled, "Is that okay, otherwise I'm sad, how to go to the bonfire tonight."

"Is there a bonfire feast tonight?" Selly asked, looking up.

"Yeah, still a very important bonfire feast. I'm looking for you tonight, you're so dressed up." After Feng Qianer said it, she went away with a mysterious smile.

After a short while, Xiaozhang and the pendant came in with a lot of clothing and jewellery. They couldn't help telling them and started dressing them up.

"Small magpie, sinker, what is this, isn't it good for me? Why dress up?" Asked frowningly.

"Miss Jiang, the bonfire banquet tonight is more special than in the past. You can't face up to the sky anymore, you must dress up beautifully." Pendant said with a chuckle.

The hands of the two were extremely clever, and in a short while, they brought a fresh and elegant flowing cloud to them. This kind of hair curled like flowing clouds, looking vivid and simple and clear. Xiaoxiong picked a green snow Hanfangjiu and inserted it on the lotus, adding more grace and tenderness. The pendant picked up a light red dress and a turquoise veil to put it on.

With such a makeup, Seosu looks elegant and contains Wanxiu, Su Jie has cold beauty.

"It's time to tell me what's so important about the bonfire banquet tonight?" Crow raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Xiaozui smiled and said, "Today is our Umo festival. Everyone must dress up carefully. Me and pendants are no exception. They must be dressed up."

They are Kunlun slaves of the Umo ethnic group. These ethnic groups always have some strange customs, which is really their festival.

Xiaoxiao said, they also changed their clothes with the pendant, but they all put on the Umo ethnic clothes.

As soon as night fell, Feng Qiang came with a group of girls and shouted, and Sel took the young girl and the pendant with them to the village. It's still a bonfire every day, but today looks a little different. Because in the past, everyone banquet was to drive away the tiredness of labor, and they all wore clothes that were too late to change. Today, the men and women here are all dressed in bright national costumes, and the girls wear gold and silver on their heads, and they are obviously well-dressed. Men are no exception, and their clothes are all new.

There was a sound of piano in the howling wind, which sounded gently.

"What holiday is it anyway?" Asked inquisitively.

Feng Qiang'er narrowed her eyes and smiled: "This is a big day for Umo people to choose their favorite people every year! They practice monogamy in their clan, so they are extremely careful when choosing a wife and a husband. Marriage. Therefore, there is such a day for open mate selection. "

Suddenly, she had heard that some nations had some strange customs. They were not the parents' matchmaker's words, but they chose their favorite admirers by singing, dancing, and throwing hydrangeas. Such customs are very envious. Who wouldn't want to marry someone he personally chose?

It's just that she is not a Umo person, what is she doing here?

"Small pendant, I think I'll go back," said Seir smiled.

Xiao Xiaozhang and the sinker said, "Girl Jiang, what are you going to do? It's so lively here, let's see for a while."

Wu Fengqianer glanced back at her and giggled: "What are you afraid of, you are not a Umo, and no one chooses you. Don't go and see if I can trap that cloud lunatic this year."

When Feng Feng Qiang said nothing, she threw off her shoes and went to the campfire barefoot and danced. She also had a hydrangea in her hand, with bright flowers embroidered on it.

"This year? Qianer has previously chosen Yun Qiang?" Curiously asked, isn't it Feng Qianer who chose Yun Qiang for the first time?

Xiaoxiao laughed: "Girl Qianer has been furious for three years, but has been rejected every year. But girl Qianer is not discouraged, look, this year I will choose again."

"Yun Qingkang refused?" Frost frowned, in fact, she felt that Qiang Er and Yun Qingkang were actually a good match.

He Luozi nodded and suddenly pointed at a man in the crowd and said, "The mad doctor is there!"

He followed the direction she was pointing to, and she really saw the cloud frivolous in national clothes. He was hiding in the crowd, but it was apparently discovered by Feng Qianer. Feng Qianger was dancing, walking towards her. According to the sinker and Xiaozhang, anyone who has never been married will come to participate. Even if Yun Qiang was unwilling, he had to come to participate.

Sure enough, when Feng Qianger threw the hydrangea in his hand, the hydrangea fluttered to the cloud lightly, and everyone fell into his arms under the watchful eyes of everyone.

According to Xiaoyan, if the person being shot is unwilling, he can throw the hydrangea back. Yun Qingmang has voted back three times in a row. If it were an ordinary woman, I'd be rejected once, and I would not vote for him anymore. Rare Feng Qiang gave the hydrangea to Yun Qingmang for the fourth time. Even Secret was worried for Qianer, hoping that Yun Qingmeng would accept her hydrangea.

I was so pleased that Yun Qing's mad grasping of the hydrangea this time did not reluctantly go back, but took the hydrangea and went straight to Feng Qianer. Walked to Feng Qianer, a pair of peach eyes were watching Feng Qianer deeply in Feng Qianer, and suddenly bent over, she hugged Feng Qianer.

There was an uproar in the crowd, and it seemed that Feng Qiang was at ease this time. However, no one expected that Feng Qianger suddenly sprayed a handful of medicine powder on Yun Qing and slipped from his arms.

She said with a lip-slipping hate, "Yun lunatic, I have thrown a hydrangea for four years. You are cheap. Do you think you accepted it, and I accept it? You also give me a hydrangea for four years." Gone. It was only Yun Qing who was standing there stunned and wondering what poison Feng Qiang had used for him, and his hands and feet became numb instantly.

He sneered at the corners of his lips and couldn't help laughing. This pair is really an enemy.

At this moment, Su Se suddenly heard a whistle of flute coming from the quiet night. The melodious flute and lingering tunes made me realize that this is the first song "Feng Qiu Huang".

The crowd that was already busy immediately calmed down, and saw the crowd automatically separate. Ming Chunshui was holding the jade flute with both hands and was playing. A bright red hydrangea hung on his wrist and walked slowly.

"The landlord actually came, but the landlord has never participated. Isn't it ..." a girl next to her whispered, and said as she cast her gaze at Seser.

"Yes, the landlord actually wanted this woman to be his wife of a lifetime." Another woman said resentfully, her eyes filled with envious gloom.

Originally, they all thought that Ming Chunshui was just a fascination for Seorui, but a shot of hydrangea at this campfire feast was his lifelong wife.

Originally, they all thought that Ming Chunshui was just a fascination for Seorui, but a shot of hydrangea at this campfire feast was his lifelong wife. They are Kunlun slaves who have a lifetime and a couple. Once they are in love at the bonfire feast, it is the hand of holding the child, aging with him, having a good life and death, and being happy with the child. I won't be separated for a lifetime.

She sullenly stood there, listening to the people around her for a lifetime, a pair of people, she was completely stunned there, gazing at Ming Chunshui slowly towards him. Today, he is not wearing a pure white shirt, but a crimson red suit, with blossoming ink lotus embroidered on the cuffs on the corners of his clothes. The night breeze blew, and rolled up the lotus on the corner of the clothes. The cold and brilliant lotus was undulating, and the real fragrance seemed to smell the flowers.

Qi Mingchun's deep black eyes were filled with tenderness. This tenderness was intertwined with the deep affection in the sound of flute, tangled up and rushed towards the whistle, and wrapped her heart softly. Secretly wanted to move his feet, but under the feet, there seemed to be strands of strands, so that she could not move her feet at all, and could only watch him move closer and closer.

There was silence all around me, and the silent surfer seemed to hear his heartbeat. Faintly seeing the Ming Shui robe sleeves rising, the big red hydrangea, with a scent of incense, fluttered into the arms. About happiness came too urgently, or was too shocked in my heart. According to the instinct of the martial artist, Seser jumped subconsciously, and the hydrangea threw a vacant air, flying back from Seser's side.

There were sounds of exhausting gas around the cymbals, and the landlord threw the hydrangea to shock them, but he did not expect to be avoided. Shocked and shocked, but no one dared to whisper, covering their mouths and gazing at the hydrangea thrown by their noble landlord, who was avoided by the woman.