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Wang Chun and others walked down the mountain road for nearly an hour before they saw the mansion built on the mountainside.

At this hour, although it is not necessary for two girls to walk, the sultry heat in this forest makes them sweaty.

Looking at the exquisite two-story wooden building in front, Xie Wan’s two daughters let out a sigh of relief, but couldn’t help thinking: they all said how comfortable the life of the hermit is. Where is this comfortable? I don't know if Wang Hong's fairy-like person is also so sweating up and down the mountain every day?

The exterior of this building looks like an ancient servant, so it was built on the cliff, and a huge ancient tree surrounded by ten people passed through the courtyard, which is quite chic.

As soon as they stepped in, the two women clamored to take a bath, and when they soaked in the bath hall, they discovered that the water turned out to be natural warm pool water, and the running water was flowing from the bottom of the slab.

After bathing and changing clothes, the girls were sitting on a platform built in a giant tree, looking at the mountain peaks in the distance, blowing the cool breeze, and looking at the boats that came and went in the lake, almost suddenly. There is a feeling of floating like a fairy.

Wang Chun took a sip of the fairy pulp produced by Jiankang and praised: "It's really where the fairy is."

Xie Wan also whispered: "Yeah, if at night, the sky and the moon shine together, Qilang plays the song with the white skirt, and the scene is really drunk and kills."

There are only a few women here. She can indulge her love for Wang Hong and imagine the beautiful scenery intoxicated.

Qing Yue's flute sounded.

The flute wafted through the forest, turning back gently, and it sounded very nice.

"Qilang is back?" Xie Wan whispered, his head stretched out, looking down.

Wang Chun and others are also looking forward.

The whistle came from the woods in front. They took a closer look and found that Wang Xuan, wearing a light blue and greenish robe, was standing on the tall camphor tree branch. The young man has not grown up yet, and his long body is swinging lightly with Lin Feng. The wide-sleeved belt and long ink hair dance gently in the wind.

In this way, the profile of the teenager is like a mountain and a river, the indescribable aura is compelling, and the indescribable is exciting.

In a short while, everyone almost felt that the woods in front of them had become brighter.

Looking at him, Wang Chun muttered and said, "Really happy like a fairy."

She turned to Xie Wan and saw her frown slightly, wondering: "What are you thinking?"

Even she was stupefied, why is Xie Wan so calm? Frowning frowning happily?

Xie Wan was surprised, she quickly said: "It's nothing." Seeing Wang Chun staring at herself, she lowered her head and sighed: "Chen Arong is very blessed."

She doesn't want to admit it.

When she came to the foot of the mountain, she thought, but she was a humble woman who offended the royal family. What's so great about it? Wang Qilang chose her, but he was dizzy for a moment. If he saw himself, he would definitely fall in love with himself.

However, before she even saw the shadow of Wang Qilang, she saw Chen's Arong and his three sons.

These three sons are very different and very difficult. She was almost alert to discover that although Chen Arong was not worth mentioning, she would have a son, and the son she gave birth was the biggest resistance to her progress!

Thinking of this, she was a little annoyed. She really raised a child in the mountains. She had to take care of her parents' affairs, and she was so wide!

She believes that if these children were raised in the Langya Wangs, or any deep house compound, they would not have such courage, nor would they so arrogantly obstruct their father’s preferences.

Just before and after Xie Wansi thought, almost suddenly, there was a clear whistle in the mountains and forests ahead.

The clear howling, rolling and rolling, like a whisper when it is gentle, like a snare drum when it is high, mixed in the forest wind, drifting far away.

"It is Qilang, he is back!"

Xie Wan just raised her head in awake and heard a burst of flute. The low flute sound is accompanied by the sound of Qing Xiao. It started like a cloud in the sky and splashed like running water when it fell. It was perfectly seamless, and it really moved to the extreme.

Unconsciously, Wang Chun and others were dumbfounded.

Xie Wan snorted and was about to say something, but saw two people walking slowly on the mountain road ahead.

The white robe fluttering, looking up and shouting, is Wang Hong himself.

You can stand beside Wang Hong, the red skirt looks like fire, the thin waist is unbearable, the red lips, the red skirt, the ink eyes, the white jade flute, the beautiful young woman, it is Chen Rong.

Looking at the melodious, enchanting Chen Rong, looking at her fiery robe, in the sunset, in the shadow of the green trees, such a beautiful style, almost Suddenly, Xie Wan felt that there was something and hit him hard in the chest!

She shook a few times, just as she tried to stabilize, Wang Chuan's amazing cry came from one side, "She, so beautiful."

Wang Chun dumbly muttered, "Today I know why Qilang is obsessed with her."

Xie Wan heard this and said with a sneer: "Chen Arong is beautiful. This enchanting woman has always been a woman, a woman, and a woman near Yin Lihua. This woman can even be confused by the emperor, Natural looks are extraordinary." She snorted heavily. "Unfortunately, people don't like this kind of woman now."

Wang Chun replied: "But my seventh uncle likes it."

As soon as she spit out, Xie Wan's face was pale.

Wang Chun didn’t notice her friend’s displeasure, she was still staring slowly at Chen Rong, enchanting, and said: "A Wan, although you are good, you can compare with her It’s not as good. You look at the beauty, she looks at the heart itching."

She couldn't describe the kind of demonishment, and after thinking for a long time, she only said the word itchy.

Xie Wan wanted to refute, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

Just when the two of them, a white skirt like a fairy, and a red skirt like a demon, came side by side and dumped everyone. Almost suddenly, from above them~IndoMTL.com~ came the screams of two childish children at the same time, "Get out!" "Get out quickly."

The screams were too sudden, and they came from a height above their heads. Startled, Wang Hong's long scream came to an abrupt end, and Chen Rong's flute also fell to the ground. They looked up at the same time.

It was only halfway up, and I saw two black shadows falling straight down from the top of the tree like a boulder!

Wang Hong and Chen Rong are where they fall.

They fall extremely fast, extremely fast.

Wang Hong has no martial arts, and can only stare at the two sons with their eyes wide open, Chen Rong can flash away, but she cannot flash.

So, only two loud noises were heard, and the two little guys fell one after another. The two little guys plopped their buttocks on their backs when they knocked the two forward and fell face down on the ground!

Wang Chun and Xie Wan stood up, stunned and looked at the two who were just like gods. They rolled down on the ground with their faces covered with mud, and each pressed a boy! (Mei Gongqing: 115115236)--(Mei Gongqing)