Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 33: Buying men and women

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When Changsun Wuji and Meng Fuyao walked out of the iron prison filled with **** smells, the sky was already bright, and the golden sunlight was shining unobstructed. Meng Fu shook his head and blocked the too bright sunlight with his hands. , Those warm rays hit the bottom of my heart, she heard the sound of the stiff joints recovering, she turned her head back with hope, hoping to see the look of Changsun Wuji bathed in the sun.

His cruel father wanted to knock down his undefeated son with the final blow, but Meng Fuyao hoped that the grandson Wuji could lay down his burden and be reborn.

The dead will eventually be buried in the loess with those sins, and all the dust will turn into a bitter ink mark in the wild history. The living people have a farther way to go. She believes that the grandson Wuji is forever The winner, when his petty father used his own deadly intention to pull him to **** forever, the victory or defeat was determined.

Zhang Sun Wuji sensed her gaze, smiled slightly, and shook her hand.

The temperature in his palm has recovered, which is the warmth that makes Meng Fuyao feel at ease.

Meng Fuyao smiled with tears in her eyes, her eyes gleaming and flowing, like the most precious gem in a party.

Changsun Wuji looked at her, then looked over her shoulders, and shot further away, toward the woman standing in front.

There, in front of an early peach plant, a woman with rich and elegant clothes stood firmly, still wearing the dazzling pearly light swaying, but the eyes after the pearly light were restless and anxious, under the sleeves of the large Feijin embroidered Luan, The fingers were twisted together uncontrollably, revealing her inner tension.

The Queen of Yuan.

Zhang Sun Wuji looked at her, then turned his eyes away, and walked over with Meng Fuyao. He walked past Empress Yuan, and then brushed her side, completely ignoring her open-mouthed expression.

The Empress Yuan stared at her son as indifferent. There was no clue on her face. Her body suddenly began to tremble. She held the peach tree behind her, her nails plunged deeply into the tree and pinched out the sky. The green sap is like a tree in tears.

Meng Fuyao lowered her eyelashes. The bottom of her heart, like Grand Sun Wuji, hoped that Empress Yuan could be silent. She was wise not to ask anything, and let time heal all the scars.

However, not everyone can be the grandson Wuji. After they walked more than ten meters, Empress Yuan finally screamed.

"He—how is he?"

Changsun Wuji continued to move forward, without looking back, and answered, "Xiao."

The Empress Yuan shook, stepped back, hitting the tree behind her and swaying for a while, shedding the pink peaches all over the sky, falling all over her.

She leaned halfway, just let the peach blossoms fall all over her dress. This is a very neat look, and she is the mother of a country who is not willing to lose her attitude at any time. At this moment, she has completely forgotten the royal dignity and solemnity. She has a blank expression and let her go. I was drowned in a piece of delicate light powder.

Zhang Sun Wou-ki didn't look back at his mother, so he walked away, until a loud roar broke out behind him, "Take me to see!"

At the same time, Empress Yuan lifted up her skirt and stumbled towards the group of houses they came out of. Changsun Wuji said immediately, "Stop it!"

As if a ghost suddenly appeared from the ground, under the roof behind the bushes, a few neatly dressed gray figures flew down, showing no expression and without hesitation, and stopped Empress Yuan.

Queen Yuan yelled, "You and other bitches, dare to stop me!"

"Queen's phoenix body is noble, improperly involved in filth." Changsun Wuji said indifferently, "What's more, the king of Germany has not yet received his death, so he is inconsistent with ceremony."

Emperor Yuan was stunned, and the morning wind blew her pale and red cheeks for a moment, and she suddenly smiled coldly after a while.

She squinted at the grandson Wuji, and said lightly, "Queen, isn't it?"

Slowly raising her hand, Empress Yuan took off the golden hairpin, took off the phoenix crown, pulled out the hosta, broke the bead chain, threw those queen crown straps to the ground, and then gently stepped up.

Her phoenix shoes adorned with pearls slowly tossed on the jewelry that symbolizes honor, crushing them one by one.

The sound of the pearl jade being crushed was faint and thrilling. It made people's hearts tight. Longsun Wuji's eyebrows jumped. Empress Yuan sneered and began to take off the golden embroidered phoenix robe of Jiufeng.

The hidden guard could not stay any longer, bowed to the grandson Wuji, turned her back, the Empress Yuan did not raise her eyebrows, and threw the phoenix robe under the muddy feet, leaving only her light yellow singles. Looking down at his waist, the phoenix-patterned gold ribbon that represents the identity of the royal family was tied, and he solved it easily.

Finally, she took off the phoenix wear on her waist, and the delicate and moist jade gleamed in her meticulously maintained palm. She placed the jade in her palm, facing Changsun Wuji, and stretched it out flat.

The gaze of Changsun Wuji was as cold as frost and snow. Empress Yuan raised her eyebrows and smiled provocatively at him.

"Pop!"

Jade broken.

Twenty-six years ago, the appointment of the concubine, the supreme phoenix that represents the emperor of the Promise Kingdom, has nothing to do with it.

Emerald-colored shattered jade everywhere, splashing among the grass, rolling down like teardrops.

"I've abolished myself." Empress Yuan sneered, "Now, I'm going to see my deceased, and I won't be inconsistent with etiquette anymore? Doesn't interfere with your grandson family anymore?"

She is dressed in a light yellow single dress, with loose black hair, standing unadorned under a peach tree. She has never worn off her natural beauty in twenty-six years. Her brows are still like a young girl with worms. At this moment, Today, the honorable mother of the country is dead, and the beautiful girl of the past has returned. She was still in a trance many years ago, with her clothes fluttering and her posture, approaching the little daughter of the Yuan family in the eyes of the Emperor Playing the Qin and the Prince Dancing Sword.

It started in late spring twenty-six years ago and ended in early spring twenty-six years later.

Queen Yuan gave a long laugh, "From then on there is no Queen of Yuan clan, only Yuan Clan Qingyi!"

She lifted her dress, took off the phoenix shoes adorned with pearls, and walked barefoot on the cold ground. The Empress Yuan went straight forward. Every step she took, the hidden guard had to step back. But because he didn't have the command of Sun Wuji, he didn't dare to leave, and sweat gradually dripped on those expressionless faces.

Changsun Wuji suddenly sighed slightly.

He waved his hand, and the hidden guard retreated like an amnesty. Empress Yuan sneered and turned around and said, "Now you can—"

She fell down suddenly, falling in the arms of Grandson Wuji who instantly swept to her side.

Changsun Wuji tapped her acupoint.

Silently bent down and picked up her mother in person, the grandson Wou-ki sent her back to the backyard room, sat on the side of the bed, stared at the unwillingness and hostility between her eyebrows for a long time, then returned to the table and wrote a letter, ordering The Governor of Jiangbei Province, who has been kneeling outside the courtyard, "immediately send additional troops to send the queen back to the palace, and send the letter paper to your majesty for personal enlightenment."

Meng Fuyao kept watching him doing this until he went to the empty room, then he came forward, gently held his hand, and said, "She will understand you one day..."

The body of King De, if seen by Empress Yuan, would be truly cruel.

This is the only way the grandson Wuji can protect her mother and queen.

Who would dare to say that the eldest son Wuji does not love his mother? Who would dare to think that, Meng Fuyao spit on his face, a person who subconsciously used his mother's surname even his alias, what kind of position should he leave for his biological mother in the bottom of his heart? And what kind of harm would Empress Yuan's selfishness and ignorance cause him?

"Who is acting against the wind in the world, how can I ask for so much understanding?" Long Sun Wou-ki has kept his eyes closed since the Yuan Empress was sent away, and then opened his eyes and smiled and stroked her hair .

"Fuyao, friends are hard to find, it is enough if you understand."

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The King of Germany committed suicide in fear of crime. He was in Huazhou. It was not long before Zhongzhou issued the imperial decree. Only the title of King German was taken back and he was buried in the suburbs of Beijing. Except for the rebellious people, none of the relatives of King German did not even sit. In the above, I also mentioned the past that the monarch and his ministers had met each other, and I was quite sorry in words. Meng Fuyao thought, that the sick and weak emperor who lived in the deep palace of the Promise, the ending of the love and hatred of each other for twenty-six years, must also be deeply painful. Be mindful.

It’s not convenient for her to live in Huazhou Fuyao. It happened that Zong Yue had a manor on the outskirts of Huazhou. It was a gift from a large local family after he cured the disease. Meng Fuyao went to live in a free room and just walked in. I heard that the daughter of the big family had a crush on Zong Yue, and she ran here all day. Zong Yue was too disturbed and often avoided going out. Although Meng Fuyao was in a bad mood, she laughed for a while.

Listening to the tone of Zongyue and Changsun Wuji, Fang Yimo has arrived in Huazhou, but this person is mysterious, likes to dive deep in the world, and is good at changing things. He can't figure out where he is, so he has to slow down. Slowly searching, Meng Fuyao was curious once, and asked about the top ten of Zong Yue, only to know that the top ten has been famous for many years, and they have not often appeared on the continent of Wuzhou. These ten people are arranged in order, they are "Heaven, Holy Spirit, Lei Dong, Yuheng, Gale, Yunhun, Moon Soul, Wuyin, Xinghui, Smoke Kill." Among them, Yunhun and Wuyin are women, except for Yuheng who does not know men and women. The top five of the top ten have been in the top five for nearly 30 years. Almost no one has ever seen it. Xinghui Sacred Hand Fang Yimo ranked ninth, and he was already a **** that no one dared to invade on the continent of Wuzhou.

Meng Fuyao was quite fascinated at that time, and slapped his lips, "Whenever I will play with one of the top ten, so let’s go, you, me, the grandson Wuji, reluctantly add the fellow who is fighting Beiye, and make another Yalanzhu, shall we make a Five Saints?"

Zong Yue replied immediately, "Please don't list me with you, I also want to keep a clear name."

This poisonous tongue man is always poisonous, and naturally he was chased by Meng Fuyao again, but it was just a joke. No one thought that sometimes the oath may not come true, but the joke may be gradually moved by fate. real.

Taking advantage of this time, Zong Yue tried his best to fill Meng Fuyao with tonics. Some of the pain points were enough, and some actually caused her to have diarrhea. The most time Meng Fuyao went to the latrine seven times in one night, and got lustful. Xian wanted to die and couldn't bear it, and the next day he took the yuanbao to the gate of Zongyue to sit in a quiet demonstration, saying that if she were to eat the croton, he would put the yuanbao on the gate of Zongyue every day. Let him know what is the real smelliest thing in the world. As a result, they held the door frame and said faintly, "Poison can produce poison. You have dark poison that has been lurking in your body for more than ten years. After such a long time, a lot of filthy poison has been born in your body. You don't want to drain it out? Okay, you will die in the future. Don't look for me if you are covered with scabies."

Meng Fuyao thought about the scabies-like self, so he picked up the ingot and went back home in a dingy manner.

It’s not over yet. Zhan Kitano has beaten Tiecheng every day, and by the way, she will be beaten by her. First she was beaten, then occasionally she beat him, and finally each half beat each other. Often the two of them made their noses swollen and swollen. You can’t even move a finger on the ground, and then Master Yuan Bao will walk around to check the number of scars on the faces of the two of them. If there are more injuries on their faces, it will reward Meng Fuyao with a pine nut that he licked. It hurts more, and it farts at Lord Zhan.

It also made a book. The book records the wins and losses of the two beatings. Every day before the beats, it will buy it by itself. Of course, Meng Fuyao wins. The bounty is a fruit. If If Meng Fuyao wins, the fruit will be eaten immediately. If Meng Fuyao loses-the fruit will still be eaten, because Lord Yuan Bao will hit the wall in grief and anger. After the collision, he needs food to soothe its "wounded and fragile soul." /

Meng Fuyao sometimes turned over that very abstract book, admiring Master Yuan Bao's weird record. He clearly couldn't win once ten times in the first place. How could this mouse record a half-and-half win? Obviously, he could win half of the ten times later, how about this mouse's record?

The eldest son Wuji went back to Zhongzhou and dealt with the follow-up reasons of King De. Empress Yuan abolished herself, but the father and son did not intend to abolish her. She is still the noble queen of the Wuji Dynasty, but Meng Fuyao I heard that because of the poor phoenix body, Empress Yuan had opened a new temple in the palace, moved in by herself, and saw no one ever since.

Is she going to remember the old people forever in the years of the ancient Buddha in the blue lantern, or she has other ideas, no one can really understand those words buried in the depths of time, those words that are buried in the depths of time are emotional, and those silently gone Jianning The light and beautiful face is like a flower. From then on, it is written in the monotonous sound of wooden fish, and the sound is broken.

For her, Meng Fuyao felt that this was almost a destined ending, even the best one. She always felt that King De and Queen Yuan were paranoid and selfish parents. They were the only parent and child like the eldest son Wuji. They must be very loving. As time goes by, as the eldest grandson Wuji reveals his political talents, the happy parents must also wishful thinking to outline a wonderful future in which the parent and child will help each other to seize the position. However, when they discover that this child has his own ideas and plans, There is no plan to perfect them at all, and even they are still constrained everywhere, helping "outsiders" to deal with their biological parents so that they cannot be reunited, the love gradually becomes hate.

That kind of hatred made the King of Germany take the risk and embark on the road of rebellion, and made the Queen Yuan feel resentful and indifferent to her parents and children. After the defeat of the King of Germany, she believed that she was absolutely fortunate, so she complained with death "relentless. Righteousness does not recognize the father"'s evil son.

He didn't know that if the grandson Wuji really didn't recognize him, there would be no King of Germany long ago.

He would never know that Changsun Wuji would never kill him.

Paradox creates tragedy, leaving a sigh.

There was another thing that made Meng Fuyao a little uneasy. I heard that the Mad Concubine of Germany was missing. When the imperial guard went to seal up the Palace of Germany as usual and urged the Concubine to move, they found that the yard had gone to the house, and it was full. The dirt on the ground is gone, and even the thick dust that originally appeared to be piled up is found to be fake, sticking to the ground, and behind the filthy straw paved, there is a mechanism inside. It is a secret room, clean and tidy, and it can be seen that someone has lived in it.

The news made Meng Fuyao stunned for a while, and then he remembered that she broke into the house of the mad concubine. From entering to exiting, her fierce movements did not even rise so thick dust, and there were indeed no footprints on the ground.

Is it a scam or something else? I don’t know at this time, but time passes and the truth is finally revealed.

After the grandson Wuji came back, he joined the army that was destroying Meng Fuyao. He has always been different from Zhan Beiye. He didn't directly work with her, but he told her to endorse every day. He didn't force her or call her over. , Just smiled and spread out some weird books. I caught Master Yuan Bao and studied it together. As long as Master Yuan Bao is with his master, he is happy. If he doesn’t understand, he’s squeaking there, so excited, curious baby Meng Fuyao was hooked every time, and then he fell in love with the two of the masters, dazzlingly looking at the performance diagrams, the formation diagrams, the five-element thaumaturgy, and sometimes even the art of contemplation and witchcraft. Yes, Meng Fuyao was speechless. Longsun Wuji was training her in the direction of the almighty stick?

She sometimes wondered. Seeing how these three people practiced her tacitly, it seemed that she knew the secrets of her heart, but she did not reveal it to anyone. One time, she asked Zhan Beiye on the side. Lord Zhan is straightforward and daring to say that, unlike those two who are difficult to serve, she usually chooses him for tackling key problems and secrets. Zhan Beiye immediately laughed, "You are a temperament, you are not obedient, and you like to be alone. Jump, what if you don’t watch you one day, and you can’t make things right by yourself? Lifting your strength up is the fundamental solution."

Meng Fuyao was silent, and when moved, she felt that she didn’t know if luck was good or bad. He would cause trouble, but the troubles that provoke are often related to these people. I can’t guarantee that she would be the most without them. The pure and most indifferent baby, but this question is no longer like a chicken or an egg. It has long been unsolvable, so I had to pinch his nose and continue to be practiced by the three handsome men in different ways every day.

The three people disliked each other and fought openly and secretly, but they always had a consensus on her affairs. While forcing her to improve her strength, they did not forget to destroy her men. Zong Yue sent first-class spies. To teach Yao Xun the techniques of spying, lurking, and information communication, Yao Xun enthusiastically reported his plans to Meng Fuyao. He planned to combine his "God's Palm Gang" and use the natural agility of his three hands to train his grandson to "dark". With an organization like "Hidden Erwei", Meng Fuyao laughed from his nose and waved his hand, leaving him to toss.

The Black Wind Cavalry of Zhan Beiye has been resting in Yaocheng, but the leader followed Huazhou. During the interval between Tiecheng's beating, he was responsible for teaching him the cavalry warfare and so on. Meng Fuyao's current identity is ready to open. The government, while restraining the original five thousand Baiting Army of Yaocheng Suishui, and enjoying its own guards, the battle of Beiye is to train Tiecheng as the future leader of Meng Fuyao's guards. It is conceivable that in the future Meng Fuyao will be the first under his command. The support army, born out of the black wind rider, a powerful army of hundreds of battles, is what a prestige.

Meng Fuyao did not notice that the scattered forces gained by her personal abilities and charisma have taken shape under the visionary training of several powerful men. Her mind is not in the Wuzhou Continent. His goal is just to leave. What does a person who will leave sooner or later do such a big stall? Earning some money for travel expenses is more important, so the short-sighted girl Meng has a little free time, and her mind is focused on making money. Her club dance hall business has continued to promote after the war. Now her identity is different, and her development is even more ambitious. Convenience, her goal in the next step is to classify the dance halls and promote them to the people. Only the people are the broad audience, and the cloth industry, clothing industry, textile, cotton and linen, etc. driven by this are all involved. Entering, Meng Caimi is idle and has nothing to do to settle the accounts, thinking about the future of the future, which will make money, he laughs very wretchedly.

This day is the opening day of the first club in Huazhou. Meng Fuyao, as the boss, naturally wants to attend. She has been tortured by being locked up in this other business in Huazhou. She has hardly gone out. She also wants to have fun, Bubble Girl. It’s about changing your appetite by fishing for good luck, especially I heard that there is a famous "Chrysanthemum Road" Xianggu Restaurant in Huazhou. The little girls inside are all stunning. This is a half-rotten girl in the previous life. I love watching BL. The novel's Meng Fuyao is really a big attraction, so Chrysanthemum must go to observe it on the spot, but this magnificent plan naturally cannot allow too many people to follow, especially the sturdy ones-so she plans not to invite any of them. If you have the ability to know, go by yourself.

Early in the morning, Meng Fuyao got up and put on clothes. The Lord Yuan Bao, who has been inseparable from her recently, squatted in front of its own suitcase, wondering which one to wear to be worthy of this grand day. Lord Yuan Bao believed that as an eternal The protagonist, if he doesn't dress up perfectly, he is really sorry for the audience's worship.

Meng Fuyao looked at it with a smile and looked at it for a long time without making a decision, and then took out a...skirt from his pocket.

Master Yuan Bao was angry and seriously protested Meng Fuyao's insult to his gender.

Meng Fuyao smiled close to it and said, "You know, don’t you? The only time your master praised me for beauty was the time I wore this skirt. I told you that he is the least resistant to that skirt. You want to hug For the winner, some necessary sacrifices are required. Besides, for a qualified affair, wearing women's clothing is also a sentiment, right?"

Master Yuan Bao's eyes flickered, and Meng Fuyao continued to say without conscience, "This kind of skirt is the most suitable for your figure-thin waist and plump hips, wave-like curves, *, *......"

So Master Yuan Bao* put on a dance skirt, and Meng Fu sighed, "It's really a'slim waist' with a full buttocks, a bucket-like curve..."

She put Master Yuanbao in her sleeve and went out sneakily all the way, outside...no one, outside the yard...no one, in the garden, Zong Yue was observing the herbs she cultivated, white robe and white sandals , Dressed in a homely dress, floating like a cloud in her deep purple and light green medicine garden, when she saw her, she greeted her casually, "So early?"

Meng Fuyao has a guilty conscience and has not thought of an excuse for going out, Zong Yue already said, "In the early morning, the turbidity between heaven and the earth rises and the freshness drops. It is good to go out at this time. Inhale the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth, and save you more life The more stupid."

Meng Fuyao is speechless. She has long been accustomed to Zongyisheng’s warm and poisonous tongue at the beginning. Today, she doesn’t want to fight with him, she just laughed and said, "Yes, yes, it’s no wonder Brother Zong that you live more and more abstract, dare to love heaven and earth. Too much."

Zong Yue glanced at her and ignored her. Meng Fuyao sprinted across the garden and met Zhan Beiye in the courtyard. Lord Zhan was holding Tiecheng for training. He saw her eyes bright and waved, "Come, Come, come be beaten."

Meng Fuyao thought this was also unknowing, and could not help being in a good mood. He stroked his foot in a circle on the ground and said, "Today we will play something fresh."

Zhan Beiye tilted his head to look at her with a smile, and said, "What?"

"We are better than beaten," Meng Fuyao giggled, "Standing in this circle, the range of avoidance cannot exceed this circle, whoever leaves the circle will lose."

"Good."

"According to gender advantage, you get beaten first."

"Good."

The Lord Zhan stood obediently in the circle, Meng Fuyao smiled, "You are not allowed to go out of the circle, you lose when you go out of the circle, and you are not allowed to speak for three days after losing."

Zhan Beiye stared at him, "Will I lose?"

Meng Fuyao punched, "Next!"

With a punch, Zhan Beiye squinted casually. Halfway through the boxing, he suddenly turned a corner and covered his stomach. Meng Fu shook his eyebrows, "Oh, why do I have a sudden stomach pain? I'm going to give Gong..." I ran, waving while running, "Don't go out of the circle, wait for me to come back..."

Zhan Beiye shook his head and cursed, "This vulgar woman..." He waited honestly in the circle.

Meng Fuyao ran to the latrine, and as soon as he lifted his leg out from the back wall of the latrine, it was too solid to mourn the war lord. He used the trick of urinating for the second time.

I turned out from the wall and entered the gate of the yard for the first time. Meng Fuyao was excited, and suddenly a person turned out after the wall was taken. The person showed a leisurely smile and said, "Fuyao, morning."

Meng Fuyao's excitement was immediately extinguished by this gentle Dao, and he stretched out his paws and waved in surprise, saying, "Morning--"

"Dress beautifully today." Changsun Wuji smiled and looked at her, "The deep purple robe with rhubarb flowers really matches well."

Meng Fuyao sneered, "Yeah, yeah...you dress beautifully...what a beautiful color..."

Changsun Wuji smiled, "I have worn this color for a long time, and it is rare for you to finally find it beautiful." He pointed his head inward and said, "Mr. Zong is up yet? I have some medical problems to ask him. "

"Huh?" Meng Fuyao's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed, and said repeatedly, "Yes, here, where are we planting grass in the garden," she diligently held the sleeves of Changsun Wuji to show him, "Hey, the last one. Go into the yard, you know."

"Okay." Changsun Wuji walked away without saying anything. Meng Fuyao screamed and jumped out. As soon as his legs were raised, he saw Changsun Wuji suddenly turn around and asked, "I haven't asked you yet, this morning Where to go?"

"Huh?" Meng Fuyao raised his leg high, put it down carefully, rolled his eyes and replied, "I'm tired of eating breakfast in the manor every day. I heard that the rock sugar tofu outside is delicious and tender. , I will buy it for you to eat."

"It's rare that you would be willing to entertain you. I remember it was the first time I met you." Changsun Wuji quietly satirized someone's stingy, and went on and said, "Then go and come back."

Meng Fuyao was overjoyed and ignored his irony. He gave a crisp promise and ran away triumphantly.

Finally crossed the gate smoothly, Meng Fuyao let out a long breath of comfort, the grandma's day after day was oppressed by the bitter hatred, this is finally liberated, the old lady has fun today!

Looking at the hour is still early, she decided to go to the "Chrysanthemum Road" to taste chrysanthemums, and stepped on the horse triumphantly, and suddenly said to her sleeve, "Ingots, there are bunches of red flowers over there. The flowers are sweet. Don't eat it?"

As soon as he heard that there was something to eat, Master Yuan Bao immediately poked his head out, Meng Fu shook his finger, Master Yuan Bao rushed over.

"Meow!"

A cat suddenly appeared under the flowers.

The body of Master Yuan Bao climbing on the string red immediately froze. It grabbed the flowers and looked down slowly. The cat looked at it curiously and thoughtfully, thinking seriously about this strangely dressed thing. Is it a mortal enemy mouse or a relative rabbit?

Meng Fuyao sat on the horse and smiled happily.

To go out today is to do bad things, but you can’t let Yuan Bao follow along. The problem is that this girl is very sensitive, and there is spiritual communication with its master. It will definitely not be possible if you don’t bring it. What way to greet its master, its master rushes over and can't play anything by himself, so he can simply find something to do for it so that it has no time to connect.

A few days ago, I saw a cat hole under this string of red, and there was a kitten in it. It happened to be able to demonstrate on the ground whether there is a mouse who is not afraid of cats.

Master Yuan Bao finally confirmed that the yellow thing below was an animal called a cat. He immediately screamed and jumped off the flower and wanted to run, but it was a pity that it forgot that it was wearing Meng Fuyao's bad heart. The dance skirt presented was dragged and dragged, dragging the length of the long skirt, Yuan Bao-sama ran a few steps, Gulu rolled, got up and ran again, rolling again.

In desperation, it grabbed a thin broken branch on the ground, pulled its hind legs, and raised its front paws, showing that it was the first time that Changsun Wuji had met Meng Fuyao, and Niucha broke the formation.

The kitten was taken aback by the sparkling start gesture of the "Martial Arts Master Yuanbao", and he took a step back with a little cringe. The Yuanbao immediately pointed with a cross, and the second position was flat and the geese fell in a solid posture. Xiao silly.

Unfortunately, behind its ass, the snow-white hair is gradually getting wet.

Meng Fuyao laughed, and slammed away without conscience, leaving behind the poor Master Yuan Bao dragging the pink skirt and continuing to confront the cat.

Turning a turn, turning another turn, the energetic Meng Fuyao gradually saw an embroidered curtain picked from an alley ahead.

The curtain is really unique, embroidered with a golden chrysanthemum, thousands of leaves, swaying in the wind. Meng Fuyao watched with bright eyes and shouted, "Chrysanthemum, I am coming!" He kicked the horse's belly and rushed in quickly.

In one minute.

Meng Fuyao fought hard, "Turn around, turn around!"

The alley is narrow, the horse can't turn around, and it's going round and round. Meng Fuyao has no choice but to squat and greet the two handsome guys stuck in the alley, "Happy meeting, happy meeting."

Zong Yue calmly looked at a rare-shaped flower in the alley, without raising his head. "The heaven and earth in this alley are indeed more spiritual. No wonder you walked over half of the city. It's not easy."

Zhan Beiye hugged his chest and looked at her with slanted eyes. He actually drew a circle under his feet. Seeing Meng Fuyao looked over with a black line, he pointed to the circle under his feet and said slyly, "I didn't get out of the circle. ."

He said again, "Come here, it's not over yet, your convenient journey and time are really long."

Meng Fuyao collapsed, dropped the rein altogether, and ran backwards.

"Since you are here, why go?"

Someone smiled, and she came up with a cannonball. She squeezed her face and said, "This tofu brain is really fragrant and tender."

Meng Fuyao pleased with a smile and nodded like smashing garlic, "It's okay, it's okay."

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Have you ever seen a handsome guy walking around a male brothel with him?

Have you ever seen someone playing with a beautiful woman?

Meng Fuyao thinks that he is an unprecedented record-breaking one, and there are not only three handsome guys with him.

This is truly life...tragic.

She had already planned to go home, but the three **** actually came here. Let’s get to know and see what kind of man there is in this world who can attract Miss Meng so much, so she doesn’t hesitate to lie. People also come, if it is really worth learning, they don't mind learning a craft or something from a teacher.

Meng Fuyao was held hostage in the middle. He couldn't run away, and he couldn't scold him. He was not afraid of boiling water. He stretched his hand to the left and pinched Zong Yue to the left and Zong Yue to the right. Lumi smiled, "Two A young man is really beautiful, come and give me a fragrance for the uncle."

She glanced sideways at the two noble and sturdy ones, waiting for them to go back home, but the grandson Wuji smiled slightly and said, "Master, one pinch three thousand taels, thank you for your patronage."

Zong Yue said lightly, "Master, my face is poisonous, and your hands will itch for a day today."

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Holding all the way into the yard, the male bustard greeted him with a look of surprise and excitement, just like the old bustard saw the beauty and wanted to trick the kiln into the kiln to make money, the beauty of the three grandson Wuji was also shocked. The old bustard, together with Meng Fuyao-her menswear is disguised, her silhouette is also beautiful, and she is also a good rabbit material.

Meng Fuyao was picking his teeth, looking at the old bustard's eyes suddenly furious, but his face was calm, and said, "Mother Sang, I want the most beautiful young lady in your yard. I want four. Buddy today. I want to open buds." She pointed to Zhan Beiye again, "You are welcome, slaughter hard, this one will pay the bill."

The old bustard looked at Zhan Beiye, he read a lot of people, and he knew that these people weren’t here to visit Xiangguguan at all, but Zhan Beiye snorted and waved his hand, "Go, find the best, Ben ...I also want to see her eyes."

Meng Fuyao looks down at the sky... Brothers, you will never understand the surging and pure heart of the corrupt girl...

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"Beauty... brother is really lucky to see you... vomit..." Meng Fuyao held Xiaofu's hand affectionately. He couldn't read the lines halfway through, and vomited while vomiting. Scolded, "Why is this a sensation? This is also worthy of a sensation? The waist is a little thinner than an elephant!"

Zhan Beiye waved his hand and said, "Change!"

The two leisurely were playing chess, and occasionally looked up, Changsun Wuji said, "I think it's okay, it's better than the one with a white pockmark just now, so you can do it."

Zong Yue put down a chess piece and said lightly, "I think this is cleaner, there was a little dirt behind the ear just now."

Meng Fuyao said dying, "I have played enough, can I go home?"

"No." The answer was Zhan Beiye, "I haven't seen the type you like."

The rescued Master Yuan Bao crawled out of the sleeves of the grandson Wuji, gloating at the master's revenge, Meng Fuyao viciously "Meow!", Master Yuan Bao immediately retracted.

"Beauty... Brother saw you really... ugh..."

"Beauty...Brother sees you...Oh..."

"Beauty...brother...vomit..."

"Damn it! Stop playing!" Meng Fuyao finally shot the case after vomiting his bile, "If there is no chrysanthemum, it will kill one! If you want to kill or pluck, whatever! Anyway, I won't die--"

"Feng Mo has seen the son."

The voice coming from the doorway, elegant, quiet, and slightly trembling tail sound, reminds the listener of the starlight trailing a trail of tail feathers from the sky, or a flower timidly blooming in the wind.

Meng Fuyao turned his head in astonishment, and saw a handsome man in scarlet clothes standing in front of the opened paper door, with black hair like ink, skin radiant than snow, and a pair of slender and bright eyes shining like stars.

It was a rare beauty!

Meng Fu shook his mouth wide, wondering why such a beauty suddenly appeared. Did he go the wrong way?

Behind him, Zong Yueliang said, "Be careful of saliva."

Meng Fuyao wakes up like a dream, and hurries to meet him, "Beauty...Brother..."

On this sentence, I realized that the beauty is not young anymore. There are shallow fine lines on the corners of her eyes, but she can't tell her actual age. On the contrary, it adds a bit of charm accumulated over the years. Meng Fuyao stared at the beauty's red lips, his eyes gleamed. Liang cheered in his heart, wow! The top queen receives wow......

Zhan Beiye thoughtfully touched his chin a little bit of stubbornness, thinking, dare this woman like the old?

Changsun Wuji stopped the game, looked at the little boy who claimed to be Feng Mo, frowning slightly.

The man has a generous attitude. Without waiting for Meng Fuyao's invitation, he has already walked in, his gaze is full, and he smiles and asks, "Which son needs to be served?"

Meng Fuyao hurried over, "I'll talk about love with you, talk about love..."

The eyes of the three people all fell on her with great strength. Meng Fuyao immediately got up in a cold sweat on her back. She clenched her teeth and persisted, pulling the beauty and refusing to let it go. No, this on-site observation of the queen's suffering Opportunities are not always available. If you return to the modern era in the future, you may not be a boastful capital.

Meng Fuyao desperately resisted the gaze offensive behind him, pulling the beauty Fengmo to talk about the world, and talking about it, she found that she was starting to be unable to keep up with Fengmo's talk. This man was actually well-known and knowledgeable. There is nothing unreasonable about the horoscopes, Baijiaqin, chess, calligraphy and painting. Except for martial arts, he claims to be incomprehensible. No matter what he talks about, he can do whatever he wants.

Meng Fuyao fell to the ground with five bodies, a superb experience, such a good temperament, such a great knowledge, hey, it is a pity to fall into this dust, she looked brightly at Feng Mo, thinking about him The possibility of redemption.

Changsun Wou-ki and Zong Yue stopped playing chess long ago. They each leaned in a corner of the room and listened quietly. Zhan Beiye slowly wiped his sword without saying a word. Meng Fuyao heard halfway through and looked around the room and saw or The outstanding men with four colors of purple, white, black and scarlet who leaned or sat, noble or gentle, handsome or elegant, were all the super wind gods that are hard to see in the world. They couldn't help being startled and suddenly felt dazzled and wondering where they were.

She slowly fell silent, thinking about her journey in another world, and what was the cause of these outstanding men?

That Feng Mo is a knowledgeable person. Seeing her suddenly calm down, he shut up immediately, raised her sleeves, raised the flask in an elegant manner, and said with a smile, "If we meet today, it is fate, Feng Mo To the four princes."

Meng Fuyao immediately drank it happily. Zhan Beiye snorted and drank. Zong Yue smiled faintly and said, "Sorry, I won't drink."

Changsun Wuji raised his wine glass, walked slowly to Feng Mo, smiled, "Young Master Feng, I saw you today, I am impressed by Xia, you should have a glass of respect to Young Master Xia."

"Don't dare." Feng Mo looked down, "I am a humble person, I dare not be a son to lift love." He raised the wine glass with both hands, and clinked it with the smiling grandson Wuji, who was holding the cup with one hand, but Changsun Wuji's wine glass suddenly Obliquely, the transparent liquor poured out and splashed him all over.

"Oh, it's rude." Changsun Wuji quickly took out his sweat towel and wiped it off for him. When the wind was overwhelmed, he smiled and said, "It's okay, you don't have to work, you have to change your clothes, so I will leave." Quit.

Changsun Wuji slowly put down the wine glass, his eyes thoughtful, Zong Yue already said, "No martial arts?"

The grandson Wuji didn't answer, and said for a while, "Well, maybe I was worried about it. It's just strange when there are so many more characters in Huazhou."

Meng Fuyao laughed and said, "His Royal Highness, you are a prince and not a spy. You have to know that a brothel in a state under your control will have a beauty. That is not to be exhausted."

"You can see beautiful women." Changsun Wuji glanced at her, "You are always invisible to what you should see, and you can see clearly what you should not see."

Zong Yue looked up at the sky and said, "It's noon, I'm going back to sit and rest, I will send someone to pay attention here."

"Oh noon! Damn it!" Meng Fuyao suddenly jumped up and rushed out, "I cut the ribbon for my opening!"

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The "Heaven and Earth Club" in Huazhou opened in the downtown area. When Meng Fuyao arrived, the people were surrounded by the crowds to watch the excitement. Meng Fuyao ordered people to set up a stand in front of the club and chose some Yaocheng dancers to perform. She teaches modern dance and randomly presents cakes and snacks-Meng Fuyao is a culinary expert because of the pressure of her life. She also studied pastry making when she was in college. She is especially good at egg tarts, making egg tarts that melt in the mouth. Technology is naturally used to make money.

Seeing that the popularity is good, Meng Fuyao smiled happily, Yao Xun squeezed out from the crowd profusely, and said, "What do you stand for when you come, hurry up and prepare to cut the ribbon." Then he asked, "The few Where is it?"

Meng Fuyao said, "There is something to be done, maybe I will come later." Then he followed him on stage, and there were two gold scissors on the table on the stage. Meng Fuyao reached for it, and suddenly he had a hand. Reached over and snatched the pair of scissors first.

Meng Fuyao was startled, and looked up at the man. He was dressed up as a young man, he was barely able to see, but with a pair of dangling eyes that seemed to be squinting at people. She tilted her head and asked Yao Xun in a low voice, "This Who is the fool?"

Yao Xun said, "Didn't you allow that... Gudong? This is the Li Gongzi of the governor of Jiangbei Province, who also joined the group."

Meng Fuyao said with a haha, "Shareholders, it's done." Young Master Li, who stared at him inexplicably and hostilely, smiled, and reached for another pair of scissors.

I don't want that Young Master Li suddenly stretched out his hand and brushed the scissors to the ground.

Meng Fuyao's eyes fell on the scissors that almost pierced her boots, then slowly raised his eyes, smiling unchanged, and asked, "Young Master Li?"

Then Young Master Li said with nostrils facing the sky.

"Do you need scissors to cut nose hair?" Meng Fuyao smiled, "This one doesn't work, use that." She walked to the back hall, took a mountain axe from the weapon rack, and smiled in her hand. Bumpy shaking, "Sturdy and durable, not broken for a long time."

"Presumptuous!" Young Master Li was furious, "You are a third-rank military attaché, dare to speak to this Young Master like this?"

"Oh?" Meng Fuyao asked him politely, "Dare to ask you what product? Please let me know as soon as possible, so I can go to court to attend the ceremony."

"My father is the current governor of the first rank! The chief official in Xinjiang!" Li Gongzi's face was uplifted. "My root hair is thicker than your waist!"

"Really?" Meng Fu smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hand, pulling off a bunch of Li Gongzi's hair like lightning.

In the screams of Master Li's killing pigs, she smiled and put the bunch of hair to her waist to compare, and shook her head.

"Why don't these hundreds of root hairs still have a thicker waist than my waist? Li Gongzi, be honest." She patted Li Gongzi's shoulder sternly, "Or you still have hairs thicker than my waist? Then unplug it and take a look, you are welcome, we have to treat reality with an objective and scientific attitude."

"Reversed! Reversed! Reversed!" Gongzi Li covered his bald scalp and jumped into a rage. "It is said that you are domineering and arbitrarily bullying people and weak women in Yaocheng. Now it seems to be good! Come!"

Hula, a large number of soldiers rushed up, everyone carrying weapons, even the shackles and everything, as if they had been waiting there.

"Take this bullying, bullying, bullying, bullying, bullying, and bullying, all evil, as the shameless person who hurts people in the street," Li Gongzi has excellent vital capacity, pointing to Meng Fuyao, a series of non-stop shouting:

"Take it for me!"

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Note: Xianggu Pavilion: ancient male prostitutes’ house, Xiaohou: the name for male prostitutes, Qinghao: male prostitutes who have not yet sold their lives, BL: male-male love, Xiaoshou: the one who acts as the female partner in male-male love, rot Female: I like to see the kind of woman who loves between men and men.