MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-Chapter 10 Optimistic enmity

The moon is in the sky, the breeze is on the side, the mountains are unmanned, and the beautiful man is in love.

Is there something more blissful and happier than this?

The happy Meng Fu’s face suddenly experienced the rapid conversion of red, red, red and red colors in the blink of an eye, and finally turned back to the normal color. She licked the face of the deadly beauty, and sat upright, awe-inspiring, “Since If you want to go, I will be embarrassed."

Turn your fingers over and buckle a few steel needles, and sway them in your fingers.

You dare to touch and poke you.

......

The two hands will hold, the cheeks will be connected, the fat rat will be born, and the right will be pushed left.

There is nothing more shameless than the scenery in the sky.

Meng Fu Sha hasn't had time to push it down and poke it. He screamed that the ingots suddenly didn't know where to fly from, and jumped up, a "body behind the flip-flops, one hundred and eighty degrees", four claws Zhang, lying on the faces of the two.

Meng Fu shakes immediately and slams the palm of the invaders, and retreats by the way.

Yuanbao adults fell in the palm of the man's hand, immediately turned over and hugged his fingers and cried.

Meng Fu squinted at the guy, although he thanked him for solving the problem, but the possessiveness is too abnormal, right?

Her eyes crossed the fat mouse that was spoiled and sold, and fell on the man. After so many years of drifting in the rivers and lakes, Meng Fu’s self-confessed eyesight, the person in front of him, although the sentence is open with a joke, the eyebrows However, it does not involve **** desires, and the glory of the glory is high, and there is no evil thought in the eyes.

Did he really only help because he saw the scene of his own sin?

The Xuanyuanjian faction is not low in the Taiyuan Dynasty. In the past, many high-ranking officials were present. This person appeared here at this time. Is it related to the Xuanyuan Jianpai? If he is a friend of Xuanyuan Jianpai, why should he help himself and Xuanyuanjian?

Taking a deep breath, Meng Fu Sha did not want to entangle this temporarily unsolvable problem. This person can see that it is not a simple character. He can’t ask anything. Anyway, if he wants to hurt himself, he will do it with a finger. Such a big bend.

However, there are things that must be solved.

Meng Fu Sha is not entangled in the incompetent things, Meng Fu Sha will not let the people who hurt themselves happy.

Mix the breath and pack up the sleeves. Meng Fu shakes the body and the body to tie it down, and then picks up something from his arms and applies it to the carry-on dagger.

It is a kind of juice extracted from the "not hurting flowers" of Qingzhou Fufeng. This juice is not poisonous, but once it enters the wound, it will cause the wound to fester and linger.

Meng Fu shakes the dagger in the palm of his hand and throws it away. He feels a little pity that he has no poison on his body. However, hey, you are self-sufficient, and the color is like snow. How many men are around you, calling you a jade, if you have more A few wounds that smelled of rancid smell, and those butterflies were smoked away. Do you still keep your aristocratic false smile?

Meng Fu shook sneer, and painted the dagger one layer after another.

The man smiled at her with his hands on his knees, and his eyes passed through the hidden rewards.

Seeing that Meng Fu was ready to stop, he stood up and pointed at the direction of Xuanyuan Mountain Villa. He smiled. "You probably don't know, there is still a secret passage for your swordsmen. From there, you can avoid many guards in the village, and, "He suddenly looked a little weird. "Your master and other brothers and sisters, at this time, are in the front hall to treat the Promise of the Promise, you can lurk into the boudoir."

"How do you know?" Meng Fu squinted at him. "Who are you?"

"You can call me Zhao Zhao, Yuan Zhaoxuan." Yuan Zhaoxiao's smiling eyes are like a spring breeze, his eyes are flowing, the water seems to flow backwards, and the deep snow melts in an instant.

"Yuan Zhaozhen?" Meng Fuyao muttered the name again. He felt familiar without any reason. He seemed to have heard it. He couldn’t remember it for a while. He just nodded and strode in the direction pointed by Yuan Zhaoyu. go with.

Her figure gradually disappeared on the rugged mountain road. Behind it, Yuan Zhaoyu smiled and held her hand, deeply condensing her back.

His large sleeves are in the wind, filled with silver-like moonlight.

Behind him, it was originally a place of rock and stone. I don’t know when, and a thin black shadow emerged quietly. The black shadow stood three feet behind Yuan Zhao’s body, and bowed down and gestured respectfully.

"too……"

Yuan Zhaoyi gently looked back, just a look, the other side immediately shocked, hurriedly shut up.

"Don't remind me, I will pass right away." Yuan Zhaoyu seems to know what the other party is going to say, and waved his hand. He thought about it and turned his head to the ingot who stood on his shoulder. "Hey, go see her." ?"

Yuan Bao adults turned around and put their **** against Yuan Zhao.

"After returning, I will give you a supper, three unicorns."

Yuanbao adults still kept their heads and did not return to their ass, but they climbed down from his shoulders.

"You are not allowed to confess private enmity, otherwise I will deduct you for three days of Qilin Red." Yuan Zhaoyi chased the Yuanbao adults, and the fat mouse swayed the short tail as an answer, and did not know whether it was promised.

The black man suddenly watched the white disappeared into the night, and he did not understand the actions of the master. The ingot was not a common animal plaything. He was born in the most sacred temple of the Dizhou Cang Dynasty. Only born one, life is extremely long, very spiritual, that wisdom can be no less than people, and there is a tendency to avoid evil, and once you recognize the Lord, never sleep, wait for idle people to see, have not seen, let alone Owning, if the identity of the non-master is really special, it is impossible.

Such a treasure, the master is so casually sent out?

The girl just... is it...

But the number of lives of the master is not to say...

My heart is full of thoughts and thousands of times, but I don’t dare to show it on my face. After many years of following the master, the black man is very clear about the crystal glass of the master. Before his clear eyes, he has moved an eyebrow. Maybe he guessed his mind.

Rao is so careful, Yuan Zhaoxuan has already found something, half-turned and smiled and looked at the black man, watching the other side bend deeper and retreat into the darkness.

Yuan Zhaoxuan turned around and stared at the darkness. The girl who dared to love and hate, dare to accept and dare to face, was completely submerged in the night. She wore swords, hair, and a neat and Deficiency, rushing to the door of the appearance of the self-sufficient, self-sufficient, rushing to the people who caused harm and insult to themselves, prepared, knife, knife fell.

"Life is awkward, the world is bitter and hard, and there are a few people who are willing to hate things." For a long time, a sigh, faintly scattered in the night wind.

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"Too Fu is always strong and strong, and the style is heartbreaking, hehehe..."

"Linmen's main generation of swords, is even more noble, hahaha..."

The main hall of Xuanyuan Mountain Villa with high fever of butter candles, a pair of old men with a smile, relatives, let the elegant, speak, and run with no nutritious words, one after another hundreds of rounds, as if not seeing the deep night, And the disciples who continue to yawn with each other.

"Come here... too Fu, try the Bichun tea of ​​Xuanyuan Mountain."

Lin Xuanyuan quietly covered his sleeves, and by the machine of tea, he yawned without a trace.

He has been with the guests for a long time, although the Taifu adults of the Promise Kingdom are old, but they are very spirited. It is hard to take a few hours, and the three have passed, and they do not think about sleep.

Lin Xuanyuan's sleeves cover his face, his eyes are impatiently patrolling underneath, his eyes suddenly catching the four disciples who sneaked in from the side door of the hall, could not help but see.

This kid, isn't he asking him to guard Meng Fu? Why did you look so beautiful?

Lin Xuanyuan did not turn a thought, the red shadow at the side door flashed, the appearance of the cockroach, still noble and proud, leaning against the door frame, slowly finishing his sleeves, face as usual, but the old fox Lin Xuanyuan seems to think this female disciple There is a sigh between the two eyebrows.

Lifting the tea pot a little higher and blocking his own eyes, Lin Xuanyuan secretly stunned in his heart. What happened just now? How do the two apprentices look wrong?

However, this time is not the time of inquiry, not to mention the identity of Lin, even if Lin Xuanyuan does not dare to teach too much, now only the spirit of the spirit, continue to accompany guests.

The white-haired and promise of the Promise of the Promise, is a famous master of the emperor. It is also famous for being a teacher of the Promise of the Promise of the Promise. It is said that such a young age should be unhelpful, but unfortunately, the old lady With dark circles, I always insist on the yawning masters.

"Qing, Yi, Heng, Ming, Di, five continents, divided into Scorpio, Promise, Fufeng, Cang Cang, Taiyuan, Yi, Xuanyuan, seven major countries, Tianzhu militancy, infinitely talented, Taiyuan Shangwu, 璇玑重智, Fufeng Zhongde and Xuanyuan are good at ancient techniques, and they are..."

I don’t know where it was suddenly blowing a gust of wind. The candlelight in the ground moved. The old lady suddenly stopped talking. He took a haha ​​and drank a cup of tea. It seemed like he suddenly remembered. "Oh, the old man and the doorkeeper have a conversation. Xing, even forgot the hour..."

Lin Xuanyuan quickly got up and stood up. "Yes, yes, Taifu adults saw Gao Zhuo, and they listened to God. They even forgot to arrange an adult to rest, sinned, come, and bring adults to the inner courtyard..."

"Call..." There was a burst of exhalation underneath.

The old Taifu swayed and left, the disciples immediately made birds and beasts scattered, Lin Xuanyuan took the hand on the court, his eyes changed, and suddenly, "the fourth child, nephew!"

The two people who were trying to slip away were stiff, turned around, blinked and waved slowly, and turned to Lin Xuanyuan, who was staring at her doubts, and smiled.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through the window, and the electric light shone brightly. The white light of the strong light on her face that she suddenly looked back, twisted that smile a bit, and with some ghostly sinister gas, Lin Xuanyuan was shocked.

He turned his head and looked at the rain from the outside of the hall. He was a little weird. "It's raining..."