The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System Chapter 95: Fanwai: Plane Adventure 6 (with postscript)
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After the garrison of the underground ice fort was repelled, there was nothing left. Mo Beijun must have thought that he was "rolling out" honestly, and he wouldn't expect him to come back, so Shang Qinghua returned to the corridor in front of the hall, but was not found. He stopped there, swam up the roof beam along the huge corridor that the three of them were hugging, and found a place that would never be seen.
But although this position is indeed not seen by others, I can't see others falling!
The cold voice of Mo Beijun sounded, it seemed that he was forcibly suppressing the anger.
He said, "What are you doing."
The voice of a strange young man laughed: "Nephew takes over, I'll ask for a glass of wine and drink, is there anything wrong?"
Mo Beijun didn't answer, he snorted, and said for a while: "Is there any wine to drink?"
Another voice said again: "After these seven days, you are the real Mo Beijun. Isn't this congratulations?"
Shang Tsinghua knows who this is, which is the original story that has been delayed after being disturbed.
It's terrible. Mo Beijun is not doing great things.
The uninvited guest here is Mo Beijun, his uncle, Yun Guangjun!
The lie in the hall must be the body of Mo Beijun's father, who hasn't seen him many times since he was born.
According to his setting, after the death of the monarch of each generation of the Mobei tribe, 70% of the merits will be passed on to the heirs of the next generation. This moment is crucial. In the plot of his original work, Wu Guangjun is the only one who has the jealous eye. On the last day when Mo Beijun is at a critical moment of digestion, he launches a sneak attack. Because the original legal first successor was Mo Beijun, Xi Guangjun was not qualified to inherit the merits, and it was useless to rob, and illegality was illegal, and the ancestors would not recognize it. However, if Mo Beijun dies after his official succession, he will be the only Mobe bloodline. At that time, the seven successes should not be too happy.
According to the original book, there should be a Bing brother playing pigs and tigers next to him, escorting by hand, and then extorting Mobe's family in a logical way after Mo Beijun's throne. But this world's Bingge didn't feel ashamed and tossed his master away at this time, and talked about, how could he have no time to care about this side? Mo Beijun brought it back, but he is a self who has no fart!
Shang Tsinghua frantically catching messy hair: King you, you you you, what are you bringing me back to? !! I ca n’t carry my shoulders and ca n’t carry it. How can I give you Law Elder? Of course this kind of terrible thing is to find his confidant, and to find the most NB ally! Even if you ca n’t tear off Bingge from his master, at least you can ask him to borrow tens of thousands of black armored generals? I ca n’t find me anymore. Apart from light tea, water delivery, laundry quilts, and other skills, I ’m not amateurish! !! !!
The immortal halo of immortal gold without the personal gift from the actor, a deadly moment seven days later, Mo Beijun ...
Yi Guangjun said: "Why haven't you brought such a big day?"
"..." Mo Beijun replied indifferently: "No."
Yi Guangjun chuckled and said, "I brought it with me? I saw it. When I came here, I happened to bump into a person and went out. That was the one ... said to be the owner of your stability peak? I messed with you? That ’s it. I heard rumors and thought you were getting better. "
For a long time, no one answered.
Yi Guangjun smiled again: "Uncle Xiao just asked, why don't you look at me so kindly?"
Mo Beijun straightly said, "I hope you go out."
"You are so sad. It ’s a pity that my family does n’t stipulate that others are not allowed to watch during the ritual of succession. Besides, I ’m still your father ’s brother. Without you, stand here today Waiting to be inherited, it will be me. "
Mo Beijun seems to know that he can't get rid of him, and doesn't say much again. But Guangguang Jun was so proud of himself that he did not know how to converge: "Well, when you grow up, you will become a lord, and it will be different. You were a lot more lovely when you were a kid."
Shang Qinghua listened to this familiar line, wiped his sweat, and felt slightly ashamed that he had actually written such a shameless character. The uncle actually had a face when he was young.
Mo Beijun has no mother since he was a child. The youngest uncle who was the most sticky and closest when he was a child is this young man. However, due to some broken things and emotional disputes between the brothers of the previous generation, Li Guangjun really did not like this nephew. He took the obedient little nephew out of the door and threw it in while he was not paying attention to other demons Human World, let a bunch of self-cultivation thugs chase this little demon who knows nothing, panicked, and has to fall for a few steps.
At that time, the age of Mo Beijun was only about the age of a four-year-old child. If it wasn't for his father who had suddenly remembered for more than ten days, his son didn't seem to be following his brother these days. After a while, Mo Beijun might be imprisoned in a water jail in Huagong Palace. For the demon of that age, a group of people around him drinking and drinking are a group of monsters drinking blood. Imagine what a human four-year-old child would do if he was caught in a magic cave and closed, almost.
The last Mobe Jun ’s heart was as big as a basin, a basin in the Sichuan Basin. Anyway, his son finally snatched it back. He was so shocked that he did n’t die, so he did n’t care much. When he said this to his brother, he let them We will continue to "get along well" in the future.
After being unkempt, Mo Beijun will never talk to this past favorite uncle anymore. As he grew older, he became more and more serious, so that he finally refused to talk to anyone, and he hated all betrayals.
Revisiting the growth history of his own dog blood indifferent master, Shang Tsinghua reflected on it. The main thing is to reflect on whether the inferior nature setting of the demons is too inhuman. The second is to reflect on why there was no easy way to add a setting of "the succession ceremony does not allow idle people to wait, even immediate family members". So far, while Mobei Jun is waiting for the inheritance, he must not leave or rationally drive out Lu Guangjun.
Such reflection and fear at the same time, Shang Qinghua spent seven days and finally waited for the last day.
Sacrifice the feet for seven days. At the moment when Mo Beijun formally inherited the merits, he was wise to take no action. However, sooner or later, something must be done.
Yi Guangjun said: "What? Why hesitate?"
Because you stand here! !! !!
Yi Guangjun said: "Are you ... afraid of my sneak attack? Why is that? I'm your uncle. Mobe, you have to hurry up and miss it if you don't start. If you don't have a chance to remedy, I don't need to remind you Right? "
If you do n’t start immediately, the exercises will naturally dissipate, which is equivalent to the huge legacy drifting with the wind. Immediately, Lu Guangjun, who is absolutely uneasy and kind of, is staring at him. Mo Beijun's situation at this moment can be described as a dilemma.
Everything is the same as the original, except that there is no one who is invincible, and an extra brother who is shit.
In the end, Mo Beijun sneered.
Shang Qinghua gritted his teeth, but braved the dedication of being demonized by the demon's perception, and pierced his head. Almost instantly, a group of blue lights flew in the dorm room, covering Mo Beijun, Su Guangjun shot suddenly!
Mo Beijun had been prepared for it, freeing up a hand to take his sinister hand. After all, he was distracted and taught a touch of magic into his palm. This trace of magic that did not belong to him raged in Mo Beijun's body. He didn't dare to care about it, but had to share a part of his mind to deal with it. Ji Guangjun noticed success in one fell swoop and was ecstatic, but he hadn't had time to move further. Suddenly, someone came down from the sky and jumped out!
Yan Guangjun said coolly, "Why can I say there are guards that haven't been taken away. Didn't you leave seven days ago? Why? Come back to protect the Lord? But you can't see how loyal you are. . "
Shang Qinghua hadn't seen him for a while, but his legs were softer. Although Kuan Guangjun looks pretty, it is soft and sinister. The peach eyes are glowing like poisonous needles. They are slightly toothy when they smile, and their teeth are white. They are especially suitable for biting raw meat. !!
Shang Tsinghua stood in front of Mo Beijun stubbornly: "First, who said I came back to protect the Lord? Second, who told you that he was our Lord?"
Yi Guangjun: "What's the matter if you stop me now?"
Shang Qinghua has a powerful saying: "Let's go down!"
When he was talking nonsense, his hands were shaking, and he pointed at his face: "Look, what kind of man did he make me. You nephew, your temper is really good!"
Mo Beijun spit out blood behind him. He was definitely alive.
Shang Qinghua cried like a cry: "In these years, my broken ribs can pile up a buried ridge, and the blood I spit can drown myself alive. Faithful? To this kind of person ... this kind of devil, who His mother can be loyal. If he treats me like this, if Shang Qinghua can still swallow his voice without revenge, he will be the master of stability and stability!
When he said this, Shang Qinghua didn't dare look back at Mo Beijun's expression. The frost is almost frozen on my back!
Yi Guangjun laughed and said, "Mobe, have you heard? I really sympathize with you, and I will always be betrayed. How can you lead the Mobe family like this? Really let you succeed, you With this constitution, is n’t my tribe in danger of being overturned at all times? Or listen to my uncle's words and give me all the important things with peace of mind, then you can go. "
Years of long-term wish will soon be realized. Qi Guangjun is open-minded and said to him, "How do you want to get down?"
Hey, with a smile, Shang Qinghua deducted a fire method and shook it behind him.
Huang Guangjun felt a scorching heat, and the red light fluttered in front of his eyes. The Mobeiping people hate the fire most, especially the fire does not seem to be the ordinary fire, but it was issued by Shang Qinghua's face and looking for a few xuanyang fires made by Shen Qingqiu for him. There was also a bit of fear in the phobia Immediately, retreats covered his face, and he was slightly surprised.
He thought to himself: "I can't see the rumors that the owner of the stable and stable Fengfeng is a fierce character. I can hear that Mobei is very good to him. Who wants this lurking lurking for many years, he shot it. It ’s so spicy, it ’s necessary to burn Mobe alive with the flame of Xianjia. It ’s not so cheap to die. This fire is afraid to burn him to charcoal alive! If he just used me to use this method, I ’m afraid of me. It also has to be embarrassed for a while. I wonder if he has left a few grains of this powerful tinder. This person must not stay with or without it.
But when he's done calculating, stand still and immediately get angry.
Mo Beijun was not swallowed by the fire, but was shrouded in flames. Fang Cai Shang Tsinghua's tinder did not hit him. Instead, he drew a large circle around his body, Xu Yuan, surrounded by the real fire of Xuan Yang who danced wildly.
Although Mo Beijun is not allowed to go out of the circle, but Kuang Guangjun is not allowed to enter the circle. If he fired through the air, his ice method would be melted by Xuan Yang's real fire. From this point of view, it does not look like an attack technique, but rather a protection circle!
Due to being deceived, Li Guangjun's face suddenly became overcast.
Mo Beijun was shot into a poisonous magic by Lu Guangjun, and was scrambling to do evil in the limbs and bones. He knelt down on one knee, his face turned green and white, and there was no effort to look at others. Shang Qinghua scrambled around him and couldn't help. Xi Guangjun walked far from Xuanyang Fire Circle, sneering as he walked.
He said: "I just said it wrong. You are more than loyal. You are loyal. You are just a loyal nephew. For my unwieldy nephew, come back and die for nothing! Just don't know, how long can you be in this circle? "
This sentence poked Shang Qinghua's pain.
The fire kind given by Shen Qingqiu was thrown out all at once, without leaving any details. He squatted next to Mo Beijun and beat the chicken blood and prayed, "Did you hear me, King, he is going to kill me, your uncle is going to kill me! You must digest it quickly, I really do n’t know if this circle can When will it last! "
Suddenly, there was a loud crack of the stone, and ice dust frost and ash fell from the top.
Shang Qinghua squatted unsteadily and shook with the blazing flames.
I saw Yun Guangjun withdrawing from a porch with one hand, and said, "You don't think you can come out, I can't take you anyway?"
He wants to knock down the ice castle, smash it, or bury Mo Beijun alive!
Looking at the fissure that climbed out of the icicle, Li Guangjun was about to hit the second palm. Shang Qinghua was busy: "Come out, come out!"
Like a bitter and bitter frog jumping into the pan, he slowly jumped out of the circle.
If you come out, don't want to go in anymore. You Guangjun is like a ghost, holding him: "What's the use of coming out alone? Withdraw the fire!"
Actually, he was a little bit nervous. I do n’t know how long the Moqi Mobeijun will be able to suppress. If he adjusted his breath and digested the seven successful bodies before the fire of Xuanyang died, would n’t it be a farce today?
Shang Tsinghua said: "I only know how to set fire, but not fire."
Yi Guangjun: "Let him come out!"
Shang Qinghua: "This ... You look at him like this now, you can't think of it when you think of it."
Yi Guangjun sneered and put his hand to Shang Qinghua's heart.
He said graciously, "Then you say, if your heart is freezing, will he be impulsive and come out?"
Shang Qinghua: "If such a thing can be broken by a" temporary impulse ", I suggest you go to your own" temporary impulse "and try to see if you can rush in ..."
He can't say anything later.
Yi Guangjun hummed Bing Fajue softly, singing it into a happy and vicious little song, saying: "Mubei, uncle is really an accident. You have one that is still unwilling to betray you Running dog. Such a good dog is a pity, isn't it? "
Ice snow and ice near my heart cavity.
Shang Qinghua's lips are purple, and she raised her hand and said, "Junjunjun."
Yi Guangjun: "Say."
Shang Qinghua: "You ... freeze my heart, I can't make a sound, I don't hear it sounds miserable, Dada can't achieve the purpose you want him to be" impulsive. "I Jian ... I suggest you hit me. I promise to barge hard, barbarous. "
Yi Guangjun: "Oh. But I have a heavy hand. What if you kill me if you don't control it?"
Shang Qinghua: "It's okay, I can handle it. I'm used to it, and often go next to your nephew ..."
Shang Tsinghua knew it before the voice fell, how heavy is the hand of Lu Guangjun.
He doesn't use magic, he attacks completely physically. Shang Qinghua could clearly hear the sound of each rib being broken, and the sound of hissing like a leak in the chest cavity after vomiting too much blood.
When the gangster was faintly loose, Shang Qinghua thought that Mo Beijun was so gentle and kind, compared to his uncle and other demons, he was a little angel.
The longer he procrastinates, the more anxiously Jun Guangjun approaches anger, stepping on his back, pulling one of his arms, and smirking, "Isn't it guaranteed to work hard and scream badly? Why is his mouth so? Yan, hasn't it leaked yet? "
This action brought Shang Qinghua some extremely bad associations. He was busy spitting out a bubble of blood in his mouth, and yelled sincerely.
Yi Guangjun said: "Yes, yes. Unfortunately, it is not miserable enough. I'll help you."
The horrible pain of a torn flesh and bone from the shoulder. Shang Qinghua opened her mouth and let the fear disappear, but she couldn't make it out.
But the pain didn't develop beyond control. Suddenly, the pen he drew backwards drooped softly.
A corner of the dark blue robe rolled in front of him, full of snow.
Mo Beijun unexpectedly, swept out of the circle of fire, and shot Zhong Liguangjun in the palm of his hand!
Yi Guangjun was caught off guard by this, and his chest collapsed on half of his chest. The magic of his whole body seemed to be penetrated through a large hole, and he leaped thousands of miles away. His heart was cold: this boy's prestige is incomparable to the past. After all, he dragged him over and absorbed all the merits of the Mobei's generations!
And even Xuanyang's real fire was not afraid, and it was directly worn out!
Although he was resentful and unwilling, at the moment I'm afraid he is no longer Mo Beijun's opponent. He had to hurriedly seal the wound with ice, turned into a black wind, and attacked outside the ice castle.
Shang Qinghua was lying face-to-face on the ground, and there was no movement for a long time, and no one came to help him, and his heart was desolate: What is still angry? Anyway, it was because he was beaten like this, and he did n’t even give him a hand, which is too unreasonable!
But I heard a loud noise.
Shang Qinghua was extremely difficult, and his teeth rolled over with a grin.
Mo Beijun actually fell again. The two figures, in different poses, fell beside a flaming ring of fire, quietly, quietly, and fluttering on the street.
He just realized it, I'm afraid that Mo Beijun didn't finish the seven successful bodies at all, and didn't put down the magic pressure of Wu Guangjun. Just now, he was really "impulsive" and worked hard, only to temporarily frighten Lu Guangjun. Now Mo Beijun has exhausted his last strength, and was burned by the terrible Xuanyang real fire, and then ... thrown into the street again.
Although Mo Beijun was lying on the ground straight and couldn't even bend his fingers, he still glared at him hard with his eyes.
Shang Qinghua was so glared that he couldn't continue to lie down safely, so he had to say, "That, King, don't struggle, lie down, and digest slowly. The gradual progress of the lords of each generation adds up, not a sip. Can swallow. "
The eyes still did not converge, Shang Tsinghua was like a needle rain, and his heart was beating. He took a sigh of relief easily, took an upper body, and shook into Parkinson.
Now Mo Beijun can finally listen to him. He breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Uh, King. Actually, I didn't want to go at such a time. I don't know if it is the crux of your succession. Really. Why isn't this important? Tell me earlier. "
Mo Beijun is telling him with an expression, "Kneeling down and crying, I will forgive you if I'm wrong."
Shang Qinghua's mouth twitched and continued, "To be honest, you shouldn't bring me here. I don't do anything at all, so I usually give you a nap, and it works. You see what I just said Being beaten like this only gave you a little time. Your uncle was badly injured by you and you should not dare to come again. You are almost finished digesting it. Then I will ... leave. "
Mo Beijun's face eased a bit, and when he heard the last sentence, he immediately shot at the cold light: "Are you going ?! How dare you!"
Shooted again, Shang Qinghua was still hurting all over her body, and suddenly burst into anger, she slammed and said, "How dare you!"
Of course, this palm, of course, does not scare Mo Beijun, but only pats his shoulders and arms for a while, hurting Venus. Heng vertical Mo Beijun can't move now, Shang Tsinghua was jealous and gave birth to him, referring to him: "Tell you the truth! I have endured you for a long time, your spoiled little master, the second generation of bad temper!" >
This can be described as a dog. Mo Beijun is totally unbelievable. And Shang Tsinghua's many years of grievances are now like Changhong, spurting out:
"You see that I have a good temper and that cultivation is bad, so I'm good at it? Don't you think I'm like this ... so ... ah?!"
"What do you think, do you have an opinion ?! I am your father! Call me father! That is, I will let you do it! Change it for you and try ?! Bing brother must not strangle you, Shen Qingqiu original goods may not Damn you! "
"No one likes to be captivated every day, and no one is captivated every day. He is really happy all day long! It ’s not really a dog! It ’s a dog. You kick it every day, and it knows it over time. I dare not pester you again! "
Munbei Jundao: "Do you want to die?"
Under these circumstances, the deterrent power of this sentence is very high. Shang Tsinghua said: "I don't want to. I don't just dare to go, I dare to believe otherwise? Lord Ben Feng will be here today. You used to come back to me! "
Mo Beijun said angrily: "You-!!!"
Shang Tsinghua said: "What are you doing? It's 'Dare You' ?? Tell you, I'm really dare now. Come!"
After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and eagerly tried his fist in front of Mo Beijun Tieqing's face. Mo Beijun let out a cold knife in his eyes, Shang Qinghua was not afraid, he punched out a fist, and hit his face.
Mo Beijun instinctively turned his face away, only feeling tight.
It feels strange. It was a little itchy and a little painful, but it was not the expected blow.
Shang Qinghua pinched his cheek with **** and pulled it out, saying, "What, pain?!"
While pulling and thinking, this **** is different from what Lao Tzu wants to do! Hit him, while he can't move him. Lala face even if you look at it, you lose it!
But no way, sure enough ... I still can't hold this face!
Mou Beijun was so articulate that he insisted, "You're done!"
Shang Qinghua chuckled and said, "I have bones, and under such circumstances can threaten me, my father admires you."
He also joined in with his other hand, pinching Mo Beijun's other face, and then pulling in the opposite direction for a while, then squeezed into a ball. Mo Beijun's noble and glamorous image in the past was ruined by his pair of cheap hands. Shang Qinghua repeated in her mouth, "Doesn't it hurt? Does it hurt?"
Mo Beijun is unyielding. However, there is no such thing as physical tears to stop the physical tears. After all, tears come from the corner of his eyes.
"It hurts? The pain is right!" Shang Qinghua let go of his paw and said, "Usually you hit me, at least ten times more painful than that! What makes me pull it? Coquetry!" >
Mo Beijun was pale with contempt, and a lot of blue and red fingerprints on his cheek, which was really shocking.
To say that Shang Qinghua did counsel, just now passionate crimes were refreshing, and afterwards he was afraid that they would be sent to the crematorium, especially after Mo Beijun's face returned to normal shape, the expression was really ... it was ... Seeing that he was guilty, he patted his clothes and prepared to leave. Meteor strode a few steps and Mo Beijun drank behind him, "Stand up if you have legs!"
Conditionally, Shang Qinghua obeyed again.
He didn't dare to turn back and said, "I am really gone, King."
Mo Beijun: "Shut up! Come back!"
Shang Qinghua thought to himself: "Don't come to me even if you are angry. I will never find me again this time, so don't do useless work. That's it, king, goodbye . "
Mo Beijun is almost roaring: "Don't let me see you again if you walk boldly!"
Shang Qinghua turned a deaf ear.
After taking two steps, he added: "I'm glad to see you. Really-you are more handsome than I thought!"
At this moment, his elated and elated look is exactly the same as the moment when he wrote down the character's appearance at the scene.
I have a real feeling for the characters I write. It is embarrassing to think about it afterwards.
But parting is imminent, and embarrassment is just a matter of a while.
It's just that Tsinghua Shang didn't understand it. What about saying "parting soon"?
Why is already a month after the system released the attachment back to the city, he is still doing nothing in the world of the proud and magical way!
Every time he poke open the system, he will send a pause for a while before [Yes] and [Speaking next time] with different red and green colors, and then select the right button to close the interface.
Next time, how much next time.
Shang Qinghua attributed this to procrastination. Evil Procrastination!
He didn't dare to return to Cangqiang Mountain for a while, I don't know if Mo Beijun will get angry at Shang Dingfeng to block people. But half of his savings were in a cave in Andingfeng, and the other half was in the house of Mobeijun in the northern Xinjiang. For this month, Shang Tsinghua had a seemingly unrestrained life, but in fact it was not enough to eat and eat. If it weren't for that little bit of spiritual power, it wouldn't be different from an ordinary tramp.
After wandering for nearly a month, he was actually taught to run into some pair of masters and apprentices who traveled around the world.
Shang Qinghua couldn't help rubbing her eyes when she recognized who it was with. It took half a minute to find out that the commoner young man carrying a fishing rod and carrying a fishing basket was still Yu Xuanang. It was another half a minute before it was determined that the food delivery box for him was still insisting. Perseveringly pretending that the B show Immortal Qi is Shen Qingqiu, Shen Xianshi, the master of Shen Feng.
You are here to play the fun PLAY of returning to the hidden mountains, throwing Mo Beijun in the Demon Realm, and forcing me to forge ahead with him, also suffering!
Shang Tsinghua's abdomen is turned into an abdomen, but how to say, I am still very happy to see these two people. Especially his already has not been full for so many days.
Don't spit out why he is still cultivating and eating enough, the book review area has enough spitting. He's not ascetic, he doesn't play Pigu!
Pingbai was disturbed by the idyllic life. Luo Binghe naturally won't give him any good looks. Although he will not show his face when he looks at Shen Qingqiu's face, when Shen Qingqiu said a few words to him, Sit inside "Bing's face was still black.
The two of them set up a small bamboo house with emotions in a clear mountain. Shang Qinghua felt more and more sitting, and the two of them were really nourishing, sitting on the rattan chair and saying, "The house is good."
Shen Qingqiu shook his fan and said, "Who didn't you want to take? Is it wrong?"
Shang Qinghua said with a grimace, "Your life is really more comfortable than I am. I wonder if I can stick to the light of Brother Gu and let me enjoy the blessing for a while?"
Shen Qingqiu: "Unfortunately, you are not here at the right time. We are about to eat."
Shang Qinghua: "Where and where. It ’s better to come earlier than it happens. I think I'm here just right. I'll see how your food is." After finishing talking, he walked to the door of the suspected kitchen, and the curtain lifted.
Luo Binghe is wearing a light black shirt, his sleeves are raised high, his expression is killed, and he is kneading his face silently.
He is serious and focused, with two white faces on his face, and a little flour on his eyelashes, as if it is not the dough that is pinched in his hands, but the heroic scrolls that unite the world!
No no no no no-
Shang Tsinghua's liver and gallbladder were split, and he was heartbroken.
The domineering side leak that he shaped convinced the protagonist Bingge of thousands of stallions.
He's kneading!
Make ramen!
Mian Mian Mian (Infinite Loop) ...
It's an unspeakable thriller!
Shang Qinghua retired silently. He sat at the table, stretched out his hands, wanted to touch a cup and sipped tea, and was taken back by Shen Qingqiu: "Mine."
Shang Tsinghua was still a little bit worried: "Do you still have a second cup in this place? It ’s so good for me."
Shen Qingqiu pointed to the kitchen: "You know that there is no second cup, so it's his."
"..."
"Do you dare to use it? I will give it to you if you dare to use it."
Shang Tsinghua ’s paw turned to push: “You are always used for your own sake, and you are not happy.”
Binger continues to cook. The two chatted for a while. After listening to the broadcast of the Mobei Iceberg emergency, Shen Qingqiu expressed doubts: "Really? Is that so?"
Shang Qinghua said: "It's good for me to lie to you in this kind of thing? What is 'just like this'? It's about my dignity, and of course I can't stay."
"That's right." Shen Qingqiu thought for a while and said, "But you don't look like this kind of person."
"Which person?"
Shen Qingqiu and Yan Yuesai said, "People who care so much about dignity."
It's not like you'll be run away by Mo Beijun if you want to fly to the sky with strong mind, thick skin, and tenacious vitality. After all, I have suffered for so many years, so suddenly it becomes fragile and sensitive *.
Shang Tsinghua chanted: "Brother, I just often ask for tickets and ask for mercy, and at the same time become the owner of Anding Fengfeng, but you discriminate against me because of this, this is your fault.
Shen Qingqiu said, "The two reasons you gave are not enough to justify discriminating against you?"
Shang Tsinghua: "Oh, be nice to me, be gentle, okay? Brother Guar, when do you say I will return to this world?"
Shen Qingqiu: "Do you really want to go back to the present world? The sight of the plane will really decrease. Wake up, you are just waiting for someone to apologize to you and then tie you back and continue to slap lightly every day . "
Did not finish chatting, it's time for dinner. Luo Binghe brought two bowls of noodles.
White noodles, red soup, green onions and small chopped green onions, fresh and tender pieces of meat stacked neatly, and they are very well sold.
But Shang Tsinghua will not stretch his paw. There is no need for Brother Bing to speak clearly, just a seemingly casual look, Shang Qinghua knows that he has no share of his own.
Shen Qingqiu sighed, "So I said you didn't come by accident."
After all, not everyone is eligible to eat the rice cooked by Bing. Shang Qinghua didn't have much to say, and narrowed down at the corner of the table, staring blankly at the two divided chopsticks.
Later, Shen Qingqiu couldn't stand it anymore. He put a piece of meat into Luo Binghe's bowl and sent compassion: "Forget it, don't tease him. Your uncle is pathetic these days, don't bully him. "
Luo Binghe sent the piece of meat into his mouth, without raising his head, saying, "There is still in the pot."
Shang Qinghua Lediandian copy shovel to go too.
He licked in tears as he licked his face. For the first time, I felt deeply that the most reliable thing in this world was indeed the friendship with the peerless cucumber.
Tasting a delicious ramen, Shang Tsinghua was overjoyed and never thought of staying.
Just kidding, he doesn't want to listen to Bing's wall roots. Whether the quality of sleep can be guaranteed is one point. Whether Bing will cut his two ears off the next day is another point.
Look at Shen Qingqiu's life like a fairy, and then look at what life he has. People are more mad than people. How can this be true? It is clear that he is the author and the **** of this world, Kamisama, who is better for him! Caring for the author! Protect the author!
Shang Qinghua remembered the taste of the only bowl of noodles that his son made for him, while he was scratching his teeth with grass roots and walking on the mountain road.
Walking, suddenly slipping on the soles of the feet.
There is a valley next to the path. Shang Qinghua did n’t bring a sword, but she could n’t fly when she fell down. /
When you sit on the ground, there are no extra banana peels or small tree roots. There is only a small pool of puddles.
It's just that puddle, it's frozen. The low weeds all around were creeping up a thin layer of frost.
Shang Qinghua crawled on the stone wall nearest him, leaning against it, seeking a little sense of security.
He thought that he hadn't gone back to his own life, and dragged him to Mo Beijun to finally come to the door. This already is the worst idea. But when someone turned out from behind the stone drooping vine, he realized that it could be worse.
Yi Guangjun said: "Oh, look, who is this?"
Shang Qinghua laughed and said, "Yes! Who is it?"
Pan Guangjun patted his head, and said, "Mubei, he is looking for you, you can turn over the northern Xinjiang, you will hide, ah?"
"Jun Shang laughed, how can I hide ..."
"Yes? I'm also curious, what can I hide? Last time in the ice castle, you made such a great contribution, Mobei reward you are too late, why not want to open it, you have to run to this backcountry Wild? "
"Where and where!" Shang Qinghua waved his hands again and again: "No matter what I do. The last time was all of Mo Beijun's own ability ..."
The reason for this was that he was afraid of the last iceberg retreat. Lu Guangjun also wrote a note to him. Whoever expected to hear it, Lu Guangjun suddenly changed his face, and said sharply: "You mean, there is no such contempt for you The insidious and shabby underworld sky running dog kills me halfway and it's good for me. The stinky kid alone can defeat me?!
It should be wrong, it should not be wrong, Shang Tsinghua screams bitterly: "How is it possible! Mo Beijun defeats you and relies on you only for sneak attacks!"
Yi Guangjun: "Are you sarcastic me?"
Shang Qinghua: "..."
I thought, yeah, the first person who started the sneak attack was Ming Guangjun himself. The horse fart was photographed on the horse's leg again. Anyway, it was wrong. Shang Qinghua lost his smile on his thigh for decades. For the first time, he encountered such a difficult character!
He shut up in tears.
Yi Guangjun sneered: "The kid in Mobei must have never imagined that he could not find anyone who tried his best, but he was hit by me casually. In this case, I have to use it well You ... "
Shang Qinghua busyly said, "Jun Shang! If you want to catch me to threaten Mo Beijun, it is useless at all! I will tell you the truth why I ran away. In fact, last time, I could not move I ca n’t help but beat him ... You know his grim temper! Is there such a chance that it is difficult to make people not want to hit him? Is there no way to finish it, I ’m afraid he will get revenge on me ... Run He's looking for me everywhere, mostly just trying to hit me back. I don't have any value in his eyes, at best it's just a sandbag and attendant that works well. "
Yi Guangjun paused and said impatiently, "What do you tell me so much? I look like a demon who can do such outrageous things?"
It ’s hard to say, you do n’t necessarily see the sneak attack on Mo Beijun ... Shang Qinghua sincerely said: "No."
Yuan Guangjun: "Then I look like such a patient magic?"
Shang Qinghua: "I don't know about this. Then how do you want to use me?"
"How to use it?" Wu Guangjun said, "Kill you and vent your anger, is this usage difficult to think of?"
"..." Shang Tsinghua paused, and said, "Don't do it, this is the violent thing! You can catch me to threaten Mo Beijun or something, it's a pity to kill him directly!"
Yi Guangjun: "‘ I do n’t have any value in his eyes, at best it ’s just a sandbag and a follower ’s hand. ’Who said that?”
Shang Qinghua: "There is an old saying that humility is a virtue ..."
The word "German" has not been finished, and he suddenly throws a hand and screams, "Look at the real fire in Xuanyang!"
Several groups of red flames rushed into the air, Qi Guangjun was shocked, and evaded sideways. However, the flames immediately extinguished when they fell to the ground. It was clearly not the real fire of Xuanyang that was not moved by the wind or flooded. Shang Qinghua was only blackmailing him!
Xi Guangjun was instantly angry, new hatred and old hatred, and the hand brushed a little bit of dew on the weeping leaves and aimed at Shang Tsinghua. Shang Qinghua only felt that his calf was cold, and an ice bomb formed by the magical gas passed through his leg. He couldn't run, and fell down.
Yi Guangjun bullied himself, stepped on the kneecap of his other leg, and said, "You are like a cockroach, you will run away! I will waste your two legs first, See how else do you run? "
Shang Tsinghua didn't have a restless and unyielding temperament, and the spirit flew away: "Oh, King-!!!"
Speak King, King is here!
The dark blue figure arrives like a ghost. With a click, two groups of black gas collided, and Lu Guangjun was holding a broken leg of his knee bone, and he was furious: "You kid, must you come so timely ?! Don't wait any longer ?!" Ca n’t wait for me to step down?! "
Mo Beijun shattered his other knee and said coldly, "No!"
Yi Guangjun is also stingy, both knees are broken into powder, not screaming, but cursed even more hysterically: "It's your kind of dead-faced father! Who likes him? It's hard to like him. Turtle King Bayi was born, he robbed you too! Why didn't he die early if he died early! I am ... "
Mo Beijun said: "You scold again, I will send you in to accompany him."
Shang Tsinghua is stunned. Although he knew that Wu Guangjun had been deeply grieving against his brother, he did not expect that already would be so deep that he would scold the street without any grace ...
During the fury curse of Lu Guangjun, Mo Beijun lifted him into the valley. If you fall down the valley in this way, people may end, but the devil must not die. Shang Qinghua didn't remind him to cut the grass and root out. After all, it was his uncle, and Mo Beijun's father must have explained it, no matter what Lu Guangjun did, let him order it. In fact, Shang Qinghua didn't want to remind him of anything at all. It would be better if he could forget his existence ...
Mo Beijun retracted his eyes from the bottom of the valley, and said, "Stop!"
Shang Qinghua dragged a calf that was pierced through a hole, and he was about to slip away. He didn't want to be broken by him and stayed in place.
Xiang Pishou was caught on the spot, and he may not have such a guilty conscience. Hearing the footsteps of Frost and Cracking Ice when Mo Beijun came over, he was busy covering his face again.
Mo Beijun seems to be very angry today, not at all cold: "What are you doing?!"
Shang Qinghua said authentically: "Don't you say‘ Do n’t let me see you again ’. I ca n’t see this anymore, I ’ll cover my face first.”
Mo Beijun raised his hand, Shang Tsinghua held his head habitually.
"..."
Mo Beijun split his hands, straightened, and couldn't bear it: "Let me see you do this action ... you don't have to keep your hands!"
This sentence has such a bit of grit. Shang Qinghua's conditioned reflex wanted to hold his head again, but he put his hands on the keyboard and worked hard for his own hands, and he froze.
I was so panicked, so I started shaking, shaking, Mobejun said, "Am I so scary?"
Shang Qinghua: "Eh, there isn't any! I always think that the king will give me two times. It doesn't matter if you doze off before, but now your already has officially taken over. cultivation is not like it used to be. I can smash the rocks and clouds through the shore, I'm afraid I can't afford you twice ... "
Mo Beijun said: "Shut up! Follow me, go!"
Shang Tsinghua broke out, and the gecko firmly stuck on the stone wall: "I won't go! No, I want to go! I want to go back to my hometown."
Munbei Jundao: "Did I call you back, you won't leave."
Shang Qinghua: "Instead of staying three times a day, why not ... what?!"
Call it back?
Call him back?
Mo Beijun willing to call him back?
In order to keep him away from Mobei Jun, will he call him back?
Too shocked, Shang Qinghua's brain is looping above the ladder-shaped text array indefinitely.
Mo Beijun raised his chin and stood still. A group of "a casual fight, I won't fight back" was awe-inspiring, but the corner of his eye kept watching him secretly.
Mo Beijun didn't seem to be happy when he saw him for a while. Although he was happy, he seemed to have raised his eyebrows slightly.
Munbei Jundao: "No action? Time is up. Then I won't call you. Go."
I didn't say nothing in a while? Is there any time limit?
The corner of Mo Beijun's eyebrow raised the hidden pleasure, dragging Shang Qinghua to run. Shang Qinghua immediately cried, "Wow, you hurt me, look at me! See me see me!"
Mo Beijun looked at him and saw his **** leg.
"..." For a moment, he tried to carry Shang Qinghua up.
Shang Qinghua came alive and said, "The King Rao lives, the King Rao lives! You carry me like this all the way, my leg is really dead!"
Munbei Jundao: "What should I do?"
Shang Qinghua's eyes are tearful, and he tentatively said, "Why ... find me a doctor first?"
Mou Beijun gave a "beep" and turned away.
A cold wind blows and Shang Qinghua, who was abandoned in the same place, is a dead chicken.
This is ... I think he's in trouble?
After a while, Mo Beijun returned, dragging a scooter stolen from nowhere. Then the wooden chicken turned into a live chicken.
The dignified Demon No. 2 leader, the noble and glamorous leader of the Mobe Bing tribe, Xi Zunjianggui dragged a broken scooter that was extremely inconsistent with his style of painting. This picture is powerful!
Shang Qinghua's "噗!"
Seeing that Mo Beijun's forehead was faintly beating again, he hurried and frowned. Screaming twice, Mo Beijun copied him and put it in the car.
Although I was riding a crumbling scrambler, I do n’t know which old horse was taken from the farmer ’s yard. In the past, it should be just dragging some forage, dry wood, buckets, etc. Tsinghua was sitting with a raised eyebrow and exaggeration. I didn't know that it was the champion champion who studied hard in the high school for ten years. After receiving the wedding from the Holy Ghost, he was banging a gong and drumming to welcome his relatives.
It's a fateful cycle. When he first met Mo Beijun, he used a scooter to pull the unconscious Mo Beijun to open the house!
Evidence from poetry: Hedong for 30 years, Hexi for 30 years. The wheel of the board will flow around and come to my house next year. Haha!
Shang Tsinghua fluttered to the ground and declared, "I want to eat noodles."
Bing Bing's bowl of noodles is really delicious, but they are too few. I don't have a few sticks left for him.
Mo Beijun: "Huh."
Shang Qinghua emphasized: "Ramen."
Mo Beijun: "Yes."
Shang Tsinghua has an inch to go: "You do."
The scooter jerked, Mobe Junli settled in place.
There is a faint cold coming from unknown sources. Shang Qinghua immediately persuaded and frowned, "I do what I do, of course I do. Just talk about it, hee hee hee."
唉. Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.
For a while, the wheel of the scooter turned slowly again. Mo Beijun was ahead, and without turning back, he said, "I will."
...
What did he say? He said he did? What to do? Hand-Pulled Noodle?
Kill him, Ken Mobe below-what day is it today? Big hair today!
Shang Qinghua has decided!
He wants to return to his old business.
Hanging the pen name to the sky, it's about to come back out of the river!
What should I write? Shang Qinghua patted his thigh. I heard that Liu Sumianhua's set of eighty-one percent off Chunshan hate sold very hot. Well, just follow the trend and write this! Although he is extremely upright, some people see that there is a market and he dares to write. Xiangtian is best at following the trend. What he writes is correct!
The first step is to figure out a good title that the public likes. "The Secret History of Qingjing Peak", "My apprentice cannot be so cute", "Master so much Jiao" and so on. Writing is not as good as Liu Sumianhua, it is never writing that sells to Tianda Aircraft. In addition, Liu Sumianhua and the Three Virgins' writers engaged in small circles to hold groups, and the plane greatly disliked them. Writing about it, Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe had narrow eyes. In fact, in his opinion, it can be bolder. For example, since it is called "Spring Mountain is Very", why have to be limited to a pair of cp? Liu Qingge is so amazing, isn't it a pity not to write? Yue Qingyuan is also a handsome man with a magnificent appearance, and his career success is still very IKEA. Brother Mu, brother Wei, which one is not the male **** in the eyes of the world, write an np stew, afraid that no one will see it?
In short, as long as he is sexually explicit, down (crossed out), not faced (crossed out), he will soon become a local literary circle, even if he does n’t need to sell homemade soap恍惚 惚 何厚铧!
Hanging a plane to the sky, the scooter crunched on the lumpy mountain road. In the setting sun, Mo Beijun dragged him, not knowing where to go.
Although there are so many mouths, chickens and dogs jumping, mess, elementary school students writing, maybe serious readers can't help but slam the book and say "what a shit". However, flying Chicory to the sky can find a thousand "just" come and slime. For example: just looking at a manga, it ’s like being a person, why is it so real to be happy with a picture; it ’s just a handwritten play, everyone is forgiving to me; it ’s just ...
Just.
... It's just that he really likes the story he wrote.
The author has something to say: OK, the plane is over! The following are all revisions! If the content at the beginning of this chapter is inconsistent, turn to the end of the previous chapter and take a look. There are a few new additions, because the content in the revision has been adjusted. O
Postscript of words:
Finally! to! write! Finish! La!
It just happened that I started to save the papers in July last year while I was studying hard for high numbers. At that time, I was shocked to see two books wearing a book, so I saw that I was holding my mobile phone and rolling on the bed. I couldn't help but write.
Because I was afraid that the text was too cold, I didn't have the motivation to write it down, so I saved 80,000 words of drafts at a stretch, and dragged and dragged until September before uploading the first chapter uneasily. Looking back at the previous author, there was a saying that I found only 100 collections in Chapter 19, but I did n’t understand the data at that time, but I still thought that wow, I had a bright future. There were 100 people who did n’t know who were reading me blindly (sorry I did n’t know) ... The word counted to this day is a real fantasy. You must know that I have never written such a long and long novel and still am a pure love novel Σ (° △ °) ︴
In short, for this achievement, we must thank everyone for their enthusiastic support and the editors who gave me the opportunity. Tigers bow to the floor!
Looking at the prosperous long review area and the map of the same person, I feel that I have harvested the rapeseed of the entire fish pond. Thanks to the bookmates who produced the same humanities and pictures! The author secretly rubbed the martial arts in her arms, you helped her out!
And uncles, thank you! Flattered!
This article has the most popular three names, and it has been frustrated by the names of relatives and friends: "I have a small white brain residual taste, telling others that I feel that my taste is low when I read this book, and I am ashamed to recommend it." I'm ashamed to say this, but it took me half a month to figure out the name of the final flash. Not very temperamental, but victory is simple and crude at a glance, right?
(Okay, I ’m a bit shy, I ’ll see if I can change it.)
The original setting is that Teacher Shen is not surnamed Shen, and surnamed Gu. As a result, I found out that the seven main characters in the ten books were all surnamed Gu, so I quickly replaced the name with *. But in fact, the surname of Shen is not very rare ╮ (￣ ▽ ￣ ") ╭ And, originally, Mr. Shen set it as Yuanying cultivation. Later, after checking Baidu Encyclopedia, it was vaguely felt that he would return Yuanying, donkey, and replace * Replaced by Jin Dan. The knowledge is not enough, and the mess is messy. So this article is full of various private facilities from beginning to end. The cultivation process is messy. No, it basically does not involve the cultivation process.
I haven't written funny type of writing before. If the relaxed style is not paying attention, it will be difficult to grasp and become noisy, so sometimes it is inevitable. Rushing all the way down, like a carnival. The first half had an outline, which was the part I was most satisfied with, but looking back at the typos and bugs, I still couldn't bear to look straight at it; in the later period, Shima was amazed. When I really filled the details, my forehead was rotten, and Kavinka scratched the wall with my hands. And serialized until later intensive exams, and even more challenging my **** speed, many places are, uh, terrible. So after a lapse of half a year, I overhauled it and finally got better ...
Although the skeleton already cannot be changed, I tried my best to modify the settings, added some details, and changed some plots, especially the second half. So if you revisit this article occasionally, you may see something interesting XD. I do n’t want to say that some of the websites that have a history of 30 × 100 = 30000 have been reserved for me ...
So I say one more thing. The conclusion is that this person's pits are guaranteed, and book friends can properly consider whether the column for collecting this person is correct. thank you! !! !!
Others say I don't write new articles anymore. Of course, **** hand speed is still struggling!
However, the pre-collection of the new article can actually have this number, and they really give me a huge surprise every time, which seriously exceeds my expectations.
In short, thank you all for your face! There are many shortcomings in the first article, but my mood is still much the same as that of an airplane. I like this story, the characters in it, and you who wrote this story with me!