MTL - Late Night Tales Of The Capital-Chapter 157 Khan in the palm of your hand

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The winter fog is filled with Luoyang City.

The sky was dark all over, Li Jianqi stayed in the palace, and the leaf lacked the incense burner that he had personally selected and returned to the Tianmendao Pavilion. In addition to the incense burner, there is a box of keys in his hand, including the generals of the army, and the remaining 20 street shops in Yongan Street.

Li Yuzhi's support for the Tianmen Dao Pavilion made the leaf lack a little unexpected. The emperor of a country can see the role of a small pavilion, and can think of its future development, which shows the emperor's good intentions. Of course, it also shows from the side that the crisis in the Tang Dynasty has already begun to rely on the power of the people.

On all sides, the new emperor who is about to ascend the throne is very anxious.

The incense burner received its own Qiankun bag, and later studied, put the rest of the store's shop keys in the pavilion, handed it to Lin Dashu, and told him to start the transformation as soon as possible. It is best to combine this whole piece together. It doesn't matter if you occupy some street locations. With the support of the emperor, you can come all the way with a green light.

"What is Li Jianqi looking for in the palace? Is it not difficult for you?" Red beans seem to have been in the middle of the hall.

"No, in fact, the emperor is looking for me." Ye missed back.

"Where do I sleep at night?" Red beans did not continue to ask, but asked another question. Last night she was sleeping on the roof. It was a special case, drunk, and it didn't matter. It must not be tonight.

"It’s in the pavilion, the sky is already dark, and it’s such a big fog.” Ye said casually.

“Here?” Red beans pointed to the upstairs. “There are only three rooms that are closed, and everyone has slept. Which one do you let me sleep?”

Ye Xiaogang just wants to talk, Red Bean said, "I don't have to spend money on the books and sisters."

After saying it, he said, "You can't sleep."

Lin Dashu stood by and listened to this conversation. Suddenly, it was inappropriate to stay here. It was obviously a big light bulb. This is the private matter of the doorkeeper. It is best not to listen to it.

"The doorkeeper, then I will first check out these shops facing the street." Lin Dashu ran away after a sneak peek.

Look at the leaf shortage, after thinking about it, said, "When is going to the money house, there are a lot of houses in his house. It should not be difficult to find a clean and unoccupied one."

The red bean shook his head again. "Whoever works, her family can't do it. I feel bad in the heart of the fence."

This is not the case, it will not work, and the lack of leaves is really a bit big.

The eyes glanced at the table, and a string of copper keys was placed on the table, which was left by Lin Dashu, the key to the military office.

"Well, then don't go to the money home, I will take you to another place." Ye Xiaoqiu grabbed the key on the table and picked up the red beans and left the Tianmen Daoguan.

Nowadays, there are more and more formal disciples in the pavilion, and more and more people are left at night. The road to spiritual practice is long. After I really walk in, I will think about other things. Day and night cultivation, there are many people who are studying hard, according to the lack of understanding, some people have begun to practice the practice of Tianmen Sanjing.

Genius can be seen everywhere.

The folks in Luoyang are everywhere.

What's more, they are still practicing the simplified version of the book after the lack of finishing, the lack of auxiliary materials such as Lingshi, and the blessings of the earth, but it seems to have made up for this by relying on the gap between the exercises.

In other words, whether it is a spiritual stone or a magic weapon, it is a foreign object. As long as there is patience, there will always be.

In the fog of the night, the leaves lacked the hand of the red bean and slowly walked on Yongan Street.

When the leaf was pulled, it was very casual. I didn't think much about it, but I really started walking in the night where I couldn't see my fingers. The touch between the fingers became more and more obvious. Red beans did not break free, just like they have been used to, from the north to Luoyang, the little dragon girl can always rely on the lack of leaves.

It can be said that the lack of leaves is all the way back to Luoyang.

Don't say it is the hand, it is the thigh of the red bean, and the leaf is missing and I don't know how many times. Of course, it is not the kind of hooligans. Where does the back person have physical contact?

But then it was unconscious, but today is not the same. Today is the lack of leaves.

The faint mist of mist shrouded everything, and it seemed to obscure the shackles of two people, holding hands, but no one could see the other's expression.

Soon, the lack of leaves felt that the palms began to get wet and seemed to get hotter. In winter, Luoyang is warmer than Youbei, and it can be warmer in the winter. In any case, without the real power of the Yuanyuan, the exposed hands will not be so hot!

Then, the heartbeat began to get faster and faster, and the heartbeat was clear and audible.

There is a heartbeat with a lack of leaves, and there is also a heartbeat of red beans.

The pace of the two people is getting slower and slower, and it seems that no one cares when they can reach the end. When I walked on the Changsheng Bridge, Ye’s hand in the palm of his hand suddenly flicked back.

"What's wrong?" Ye asked in a subconscious mind, but when he spoke, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, he took the initiative to hold the hand of a small girl. It was normal for people to take away. What did you ask? Is it not for people to call you a slap in the face?

I really want to smoke my two mouths.

This is the legendary no brain, no understanding!

Between the half-rings, the red beans did not speak, and the two people's footsteps still maintained a strange coordination, and each step seemed to be exactly the same. For the sake of their cultivation, it is not difficult to do this.

Seventy-eight steps!

When the leaf was silently silent to the seventy-eighth step, one hand suddenly slipped into the palm of his hand, slippery, soft, but there was no sense of moistness.

"Itchy in the palm of your hand." The red beans that are domineering in the weekdays, the sound is unusually small at this time, seems to be afraid of others hearing.

After saying this, it seems that I was afraid that the leaf was missing and I understood it. "And it is very wet."

"I wiped my hand."

In just three sentences, I really showed the simple and lovely of this little dragon girl, without the world.

"Itchy in the palm of your hand? Is it wet? I wipe my hand?" If the leaf is missing after listening to the red bean, there is some hairpin, and then I don’t know what to think. I even use my hand and cross the hand holding the red bean. It seems that I am afraid of losing it.

"Why are you so hard?" Red beans muttered in a low voice.

"Ah? Is it painful?" Ye said, "I don't know that the soul is already a hundred years old. It is actually a young child. I don't understand anything about my children's love."

"No pain, just ask why you are so hard?" Red bean said calmly, "I will not run."

"Then I will light it." Ye Xiao said that he would hold the red bean's hand and loose it a little.

In the dark fog, two people held hands and walked slowly. No one could see anyone, nor dare to look at them. Their cheeks were a little reddish and their heartbeats accelerated.

"Do you sweat in your hand?"

“Can you not always move?”

"Itchy, do you know?"

"You are like this again, I won't let you hold it!"

"Is it lighter?"

"I am angry!"

"let me go."

"itch……"

"Good, I can't hold you back."

"How are you like this person!"

"Do you know how to describe people like you in the story?"

“How do I suddenly think that you are like a rogue?”

"No, it should be called a color embryo!"

"Have you ever held other girls like this before?"

"Don't hold it?"

"Ghosts believe!"

"Forget it, it used to be before, if I let you know that you dare to hold the hands of other girls, you will die!"

"I will eat you! Say it!"

From the Tianmen Daoguan to the General's House, you will come normally, and you will be able to arrive at half an hour. The leaf lacks and the red bean has gone for an hour. While walking, he said, the road is very slow, but no one seems to feel it. Even the dense fog gradually dissipates and neither person realizes it.

Anyway, all the attention of the leaf is placed on the hand of the red bean, and the complaint of the little dragon girl is muttering in the ear.

What can you complain about? I have been held by my hand, can't I just want to run? The lack of leaves is a dazzling ‘戮妖修罗’, will it be so simple to let you break free? Don't want to open it again if you hold it. That is to say, in this part of the journey, Ye Weizhen really thought about it, and maybe he should definitely identify a comprehension partner.

The fate of this thing is really wonderful.

When I arrived, I couldn’t hide because I couldn’t hide.

The dense fog dissipated, leaving only a layer of light gauze. The big lion with the broken leg in front of the military government was like being completely washed by steam. The stone face was covered with drops of dew. The copper handle on the door was also soaked in fog, and it felt a sticky feeling in the rusty.

"Got home."

The leaf lacks a soft voice, then loosens the red bean's hand, takes a bunch of keys from the sleeves, and prepares to try. The first key can be inserted in, and the door lock is opened. It seems that the weather is generally fixed. Here, I am waiting for the arrival of the leaf.

Gently push.

With a click, the door opens slowly.

Deeply exhaled, the leaf lacked the hand of the red bean, and lifted the leg and walked into this mansion, which is inextricably linked with him, the general of Luoyang.

Half a month no one, this house is already a desolate place, there are weeds everywhere, the wall is even more dusty, and even some spider webs can be seen in the corner. Turning a corner is a large courtyard. At this time, the ground is covered with yellow leaves, the big tree next to it, the branches are folded in half, and the branches are all pulled on the ground.

Next to the courtyard is a narrow corridor, next to the gallery is a fish pond, the pond is no longer water, the bottom of the pond can even see the bones of goldfish. There is a red pavilion in the middle of the corridor, and the shackles on the red pavilion are broken in half. The couplets on both sides are obviously cut by swords and the sword marks are mottled.

There was a little bit of blood on the feet. It had already become a purple-black blood spot. It should have been done at the time of copying the house. In the distant hall, the main entrance was opened. Half of the doors and door frames were removed halfway.

The face of the leaf is walking with no expression, he may not feel it, but the red bean can clearly feel, holding his hand, the strength is getting heavier and heavier. When the leaf was missing into the generals, the gate was not closed, but it was already in the middle of the night, and no pedestrian on Yong'an Street could see it.

However, in a corner opposite the general's house, several people suddenly flashed and disappeared through the street, disappearing into the faint mist.