MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v6 Chapter 3 Queen's Training (1)

A chase that ended in death with each other began.

The thunder ran in front of the scorpion, and the long-term grandson stepped forward to avoid chasing. On the other hand, in addition to decades of cultivation, the temperament of the temperament was long and strong, and the body was light and labor-saving. It was not as good as the grandson, the two were one. After the first one, always keep a distance of five feet.

The thundering method of sealing the hole is very special. Meng Fu shakes the instinct of the lower body to lock him, but the upper body is unimpeded. He seems to be sure that Meng Fu Sha will never climb his hands.

Of course, Meng Fu Sha is not willing to climb. When she arrives, she is not in a hurry. You arrest me, Cheng, I will kill you, don’t regret it.

On the first day, learn embroidery.

The old guy solved Meng Fu’s upper body acupuncture point and threw a bag over it. He opened it and saw that the embroidered stretch embroidery needle thread line was complete. It was already prepared.

"Today you have to embroider a thing." Lei moved to arrange a big door, "When I have time to find an embroidered mother to guide you."

Then he waved his sleeves and found a tree to sit down. He also threw down some poor trees on the stone mountain, cut off the branches and leaves the two beds, and comfortably lie down.

Across the distance of five feet, the long-term Sun Wuji found a flat stone and lay down comfortably.

Meng Fu shook the pile of things and asked: "What about the needle?"

"What?" Thunder and big eyes.

"Wear it in your hand and prevent your hand from being poked." Meng Fu shook his hand. "I don't have this thing. I don't know if you want to know if your family will be poked in the future." If you are convinced, you will lose the face of your baby apprentice."

Lei thought seriously, about the face of the baby apprentice, can not be ignored, thought of trying to pull out a finger from his arms, asked: "Is this almost?"

Meng Fu Sha is unceremoniously picking up, the huge black jade fingers, there is a looming slender silver light in the middle, like a half-baked and half-closed eyes shining, it looks very unusual, she holds "let the enemy eat One point of loss is the creed of life that I have taken a point. I immediately swayed on my finger: "Yes!"

She sat on the stone, when she was very embroidered, embroidered for a long time, look at the flowers, look at the grass, look at the mountains, look at the birds, look at the opposite Sun, and shout: "Hey, the weather is good."

The long-term grandson shouted back: "Yeah, very good, have you eaten?"

"No food." Meng Fu shouted, "Have you eaten?"

"I didn't eat too." The great-grandson shouted, "Do you have two birds to roast and eat well? What kind of bird do you like? The oriole, the crow, the crow, the crow?"

Meng Fu shook his own hair, and muttered: "How sounds so horrible?" Half a la carte: "Come on the oriole!"

"You two are noisy!" Thunder couldn't sleep, and he sat up and yelled, "No, don't talk!"

Meng Fu shook silently and handed the embroidery needle.

"What are you doing?"

"I beg you to sew my mouth," Meng Fu pleaded. "Don't eat or drink, you can't talk too cruelly. If you don't talk, it's like asking you not to fight. Think about it, think about it--"

Lei thought then thought about it. I thought it was really cruel for a while, and the rumbling rumbling: "Small voice! Don't yell at the throat, the old man's ears are all bombing for you."

Meng Fu looked at the sky, and a group of crows fell in the sky to kill this real noise maker!

If you can't sleep, you will think about eating it. You will find a few hard-boiled noodles from your arms. In your hands, you will turn over and whisper, and your palm will be red. You will bake the cake in a flash, and suddenly you will be full of fragrance. Praise: "Good martial arts! It's really a simple portable boiler for home murder and arson!"

Lei grinned and smirked, Meng Fu shakes him very purely, and the two laughed and laughed. They laughed and laughed at the smell of green smoke. Meng Fu shakes cool and reminds: "Coke."

......

Thunder and let go, put the coke cake in front of the ingots: "Take you!"

Yuanbao adults grab the land with their heads - the biggest insult to this life!

Meng Fu sighed and said: "Poorly seeing..." shouted to the opposite grandson, Wuji: "Is the bird baked?"

"Lack of salt!" There is a smell of bird meat on the opposite side.

Meng Fu shouted and whispered to himself: "The fire of the Prince's Highness is not good, and the wild game is good. Hey, this taste, hehe..."

The thunder slid the nose and the bull's eye was shining. "Tell the kid to bake a few more."

"You are a gangster who is a strong woman." Meng Fu shook his knees and his nostrils turned to the sky. "I heard that the robbers were robbed to eat barbecue?"

The old man immediately angered: "I am thunder!"

Meng Fu’s answer was fast: “I haven’t heard it!”

The thundering bull's eye burned and smashed, and the searchlight was glaring. Meng Fu shook his eyes and shook his eyes. He felt that the eyelids were sore and tears, and he couldn't lose. He could not find the two grass sticks on the ground and put the eyelids on the ground. on.

The old guy was defeated, and this time he was not worried. He looked at Meng Fu’s half-shouldered face and smiled a little. He said: “It’s interesting and interesting. Now the old man knows why the wild child is watching you... Hey, can look at the old man. For so long, except the wild child is only you."

Meng Fu shook "嗤" and turned his head. The long-term Sun Wuji threw a roast bird, and Meng Fu swayed. The eyebrows opened his eyes and smiled: "The outside is tender, the fragrance is overflowing, good, good."

She tore a leg and chewed it slowly. I heard that there was a thunderous sound around me. I ignored it and continued to eat. The thunder sounded louder and louder. The Yuanbao adults were unbearable and once again drilled into the relatives’ home to avoid lightning.

Meng Fu shook his sigh and said: "The people say that the abdomen is like thunder, and today they really saw it." The remaining half of the roasting birds were handed over, and the thunder was immediately accepted, and the half bird was stuffed with the teeth. .

Meng Fu shakes his unprepared eating, his eyes bright, and his mind is silent: "One, two, three, down!"

......

Did not fall.

Lei is still sitting there like a mountain, his eyes are brighter than her, and said: "Sometimes to bake again."

Meng Fu Shao collapsed - her top-notch sweat medicine from Zong Yue’s unsuccessful battle, and Mao’s role in this flamingo?

"Have you put the medicine in the valley?" The old red-hot guy licked his lips. "Women are women, even if they are poisoned with drugs, they have to adjust their taste to sugar. The old man has not eaten for more than ten years. Missing."

Meng Fu shakes and twitches - the old guy who dared to love the dinosaurs of the ancestral masters used to exercise the stomach...

After the poisoning failed, Meng Fu Sha did not have the mood to disturb the thunder and mind, lie down, and was swayed by the thunder without lie flat: "Embroidery! Embroidery!"

Under the influence of the tiger claws, Meng Yu grasped the lightly floating needle and said: "Embroidery, embroidery..."

Lei Dongshu comfortably lay down, rubbing his legs, and blinking to see Meng Fu shake the "flying needle line", I feel that this woman is the most beautiful and most virtuous, it seems that there are a few assigned to the wild, very happy to reveal a Big smile, go to sleep.

Meng Fu Shao heard him screaming like a thunder, and immediately became happy again. He raised his hand to indicate the Promise of the Sun, and the long-term Sun Wuji had just drifted a step. The old guy called for a turn, and the long arm had an intentional or unintentional hit. It just passed Mengfu’s shoulder and well. .

Meng Fu shakes his arm and slams his voice. He even keeps his arm and keeps the passenger in the position. After an hour, the old man turns over again. A dozen hits, her claws are put down.

Fail again to escape...

The old man has been sleeping until the moonlight rises to rise, and he gets up and asks to check the results: "Embroidery, let me see."

Meng Fu slouched and yawned, pointing to the ground.

The old man picked up the exquisite and noble apricot brocade of the square material. The top did embroider things - yellow lines, simple three-layered odd-shaped objects, top and bottom round, simple shape.

"What?" The thunder is sluggish.

Meng Fu lie down and stretch out: "A glimpse."

"..."

Roaring on the top of the mountain: "One, hey, hey!"

"Weird." Meng Fu shook his eyes and wondered the flamingo that had been cooked. "You said that I want to see my embroidery level, and I don't specify what I want to embroider. Now I will show you my level. Satisfied no?"

"That can't embroider this!" The old man was burning.

"What's wrong?" Meng Fu slouched, "Don't discriminate, you are also guilty. Do you dare to say that this thing is not important? Do you dare to say that you are away from it every day? You dare say if this thing If you refuse to come out, don't you feel bad? You dare to say that if you don't have the water in this week, you can grow it well and burn it into a delicious meal..."

"To shut up!"

The flaming old man screamed and ran over the hills - and then she said that she would not have to eat in this life.

Meng Fu calmly lay down, and he also took care of it: "Don't be excited, be careful that your blood pressure is rising, but it's so fast, it's not afraid of you burning."

It is going to rain soon.

The celestial clouds move, and the black and heavy force pushes over. There is a golden red fireball leaping together in the clouds. Meng Fu sighs and sighs with the thunder, and sure enough to thunder and rain.

She kneels on the rock and shouts to the opposite side: "The long-term grandson is going down the mountain, there is no place to sleep on the mountain-"

The long-term grandson looked up at her and smiled. "Where are you, where are I?"

The thunder was dissatisfied and shouted: "Shut up, don't tell love words with my disciples!"

"Grandpa, I am not qualified." Meng Fu shook back, looking up very sincerely, "Really, I am not qualified to be a great emperor of De Rongyan."

"My family likes it!" The old man replied with a resentful and concise answer.

Meng Fu shakes his teeth and gives up the intention to communicate with him. Forget it, or pay attention to the Prince.

However, attention to the Prince is gradually uncomfortable. There are no trees on the stone mountain. Only a few of them have been swept up by the thunder, and the mountain is a grassland. There is no shelter. The long-term Sun is staying in the place where she is looking. It’s just a shallow mountain valley, and it’s not rainy at all.

Meng Fu shakes his heart and looks at the sky. He hopes that the rain will not be counted. He doesn't want to lift his head. He hits a thunder and slams down. It rains like a hail, and she closes her eyes.

It rained.

The rain in the summer grassland was unremarkably violent, and the slap in the sky, Meng Fu shook his head and had a tree, and was quickly wet. She quickly asked for lightning: "Go down to the mountain to find the place to shelter from the rain."

"No." The lightning is very pleasant to meet the thunder and lightning. "The old man chose this weather to climb the mountain. The thunder and thunder and lightning are very good for me."

It’s good for you, but I’m not mad. Meng Fu shakes his anger, and Ray’s stunned her and said: “It’s not a bad thing for you. The young baby should hone his muscles. You are among the top ten, and you are afraid of this rain. ?"

Should you be drenched without fear of rain? Meng Fu shakes the face of the red-faced fangs, the words of the virtues and the old priests of their own words - to experience natural temper! To welcome the storm baptism!

A group of bastards!

Seeing the old man is absolutely honing her, but she does not have to drag the long-term grandson to be tempered, the baggage is not carried, the clothes are wet and there is no change, it is very uncomfortable, so I turned and squatted on the stone and shouted at the grandson. : "Going down the mountain - going down the mountain to avoid the rain - will hurt the wind."

The long-term grandson asked her: "Is it cold? I am going to find you a coat of oil--"

Meng Fu shook his mouth and wanted to laugh. Where is the local people looking for oil coats? Turning over the mountains, maybe there is someone at the foot of the mountain, but looking for a coat of oil to go over the mountains? Your Royal Highness is too busy! However, the smile turned into a deep sag of the drooping mouth, looking at the long-lost Wuyou, who was standing in the rain without a cover, and she suddenly came out from the middle of her, and raised her hand to pull the tree at the top of the head to the direction of the prosperous Sun. Long throws, the long-term Sun Wuji picks up, smiles at her in the chaotic rain screen, and can see the bright eyes like the stars.

Thunder and scream: "How do you pull the trees that cover the rain? You are not afraid of it."

Meng Fu shakes his teeth and says: "Let's go, accept the baptism of nature, and do the closest contact with the original thunder and lightning. Why do you want to stop the tree?" You drench with me!"

Not waiting for the thunder of the blue-faced fangs, she raised her hand and threw the thundering tree bed out and landed at the feet of the great-grandchild.

The thunder was violent, and the roar sounded more than the thunder that was on the top of the head. "Where are you throwing my bed, where do I sleep?"

Meng Fu shook his head and heard a louder voice: "Stay with me!"

The old man is awkward, he fell down...

Meng Fu shakes his head and stands proudly - I can't beat you, Ray also thunders you!

Half a squat old guy climbed up, staring at her with a burning gaze, the flaming bald head was shining, and Meng Fu swayed maliciously at the bald head, very satisfied that the contact area of ​​the family was larger than himself.

Across the rain screen, the old and the young looked at each other for a long while, and each of them shook their heads. Meng Fu shook his head and found that the great-grandchild was gone. He was relieved to breathe. He wanted to get angry and not hurt her. She wanted to get from mine. It is not easy to escape. It doesn't matter if he keeps it. It is serious to hurry down the mountain to avoid the rain.

Thunder twisted his head and thought for a while, suddenly punching a mountain wall.

There was a slamming of the stone fragments, and the large and small stones were flying around. In a flash, the big fist of the vinegar slammed the hard mountain wall into a big hole with a deep arm. The thunder moved several punches and the big hole became more and more. Deep, actually, he used his paparazzi to make a cave on the mountain wall.

Meng Fu shakes the lower body and can't move. He waved the stone away and glared at the thunder. He said: "Pangolin!"

Lei suddenly suddenly reached out and grabbed her, and cast a hole in the hole, said: "Pride and spoiled! Go to sleep!"

After a while, the ingots were thrown in.

Meng Fu shook his scream, shook the wet clothes, and watched the old guy standing in the middle of the rain and thundering the thunder and the golden snake. The shiny head greeted the baptism of the thunder, and could not help but sigh with pity.

"Poor war north field..."

After a break, I suddenly saw a sudden glimpse of the figure in front of me. Meng Fu Sha looked through the rain screen probe and suddenly frowned. How did the Sun Sun Wuji come back?

He seemed to be holding something in his arm, and the wind passed through the rain curtain, raising his hand and throwing things over.

Meng Fu was shaken in his hand, oil jacket, and a bag wrapped in oil coat. There was a set of clean clothes for women herders. The clothes and shoes were complete, even... even underwear.

Meng Fu shakes the chest strap of the daughter of the grassland for a long time, and the red pass is smashed...

It took me a long time to remember, where did he get this set of clothes? How many miles did you find in a rainy night? Or, he just turned over the mountain, just to find a clean dress for her?

Ming knows that she is at this level, it is not a problem, but it is not very comfortable, but it is still in the middle of the night to go to the rain for dozens of miles, only for a dry clothes.

There is a person who does not relax her care with her strength. In his heart, even if she is flying high in the sky, it will always be the little girl he has the responsibility to take care of.

Meng Fu shook the suit and looked at the opposite side. The long-term Sun Wuji smiled and took the rain in the rain. When she saw her, she also wore a piece of oil and sat down, but he had already been wet and not draped. Meng Fu sighed and sighed, thinking that the prince of Jin Zunyu, who has been with him since he has been alone, has only suffered hardships and eats the bitterness that he should not eat in his own right--to be camped for a picnic, to be beaten by the rain, to fight hard to chase after midnight. Clothes, to do all the things that every man chasing a woman in the world has to do or even can't do it... It's really hard.

The rain curtains, two pairs of hopes, one with laughter and comfort, a self-blame and sad reminder, it seems that the feelings are full of affection, and the thunder is uncomfortable, and the general body of the door is at the intersection of the eye line: "No peek!"

Meng Fu Sha did not speak, looked at his back for a long while, lazy: "Father, no wonder you suspect that my body is not strong enough, hey, your **** is really big."

......

The door panel quickly moved away, and the old guy lost again...

The rain went down in the middle of the night, and it was only when the night was bright, it stopped. In the early morning, the water drops on the stone mountain, the air was refreshing and gratifying, and the long-term Sunless clothes were fluttering and refreshing. “When you are early.”

Meng Fuyan looked at him admiringly. He felt that there was such a kind of person in the world. In any state of wolverine, he could maintain the noble and elegant style. It rained like a hot spring for a night. Unlike her, the cave was avoided. Clean clothes, wrinkled into a rag over the night.

Thundering the nostrils to the sky, it is the answer to the long-term Sun Wuji, once again picking up a person and a rat ready to open the road, Yuanbao adults tears and refused to go - I am hungry!

Meng Fu shakes a very unconscionable thunder - and his grandfather is going.

Yuanbao adults rushed to find Grandpa, and Grandpa Lei’s “Hey?”, angered: “Why didn’t you eat the cake that was given to you yesterday? Live to be hungry!”

Meng Fu shook his hands and chest, looking cool at the sky: "This mouse has saved the life of the Emperor of the Great Skull. When you are in Dalat, the daily supply of silver is one hundred and two, which is a life-saving **** dedicated to everyone. Actually, in the hands of Da Shi Emperor and his master, he was tortured by hungry rice. It was really ungrateful to cross the river and break the bridge..."

When the old man heard half of it, he started to pick things up from his clothes, and he took out a white, a bit like a sly fruit. When the Yuanbao adults saw the two eyes, they ran and ran, and Meng Fu’s eyes looked burning and reevaluated. The eyes of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Emperor looked at the teacher, I feel like this old guy has a lot of good things? Anyway, it doesn't mean nothing, but you can't be white, so you can ask him to pay for the mental damages.

Waiting for the old man to be blackmailed, and returning to blackmail his apprentice, Meng Fu shakes his finger and smiles.

The next day, the book "Nüwa", "female", "female training", "woman's Analects" and so on for thousands of years dedicated to the Xiande women brainwashing and mass production tools.

"Seven of the "Nvwa" - humiliation, couple, respectfulness, women's behavior, concentration, song, and sister. Meng Fu Sha was shaken into a tent by a thunder, drinking the oil tea of ​​the herdsmen, and reading the book loudly. "Let's go to bed late, don't stay up late; do things and do things, don't talk about drama, concentrate on the right color, ears are not sinful, eyes Don't squint... Oh, I want to sleep."

"Don't sleep!" Professor Ray waved the little pointer (the whip of the herders) and glared at him. "You slept the most last night and still slept!"

"Give something refreshed..." Meng’s hand extended his pitiful hand. "Coffee, tea, smoke, pin, candle... can be, this content is too hypnotic."

Professor Lei ignored, the woman was full of words, she would be fooled.

"Actually, I think," Meng Fu shook the book and screamed. "What kind of book is in the eyes of someone, the effect is different, such as a national history - the scholar sees Yi, the Taoist sees **** The genius saw the lingering, the revolutionary saw the fullness, and the rumors saw the secrets of the palace, such as this son-in-law, I saw martial arts."

"Oh?" Wu Chi immediately came to interest.

“Concentrate on the right color, the ear is not kinky, and it’s too right!” Meng Fu’s eagerness and enthusiasm came together. “The martial arts people are most worried about the floating of the mind, and they are invaded by the outside image. If the Lingtai is clear, there will be strange smells. I was shocked, the internal interest must be disturbed, and I think, if it is a shock, the internal interest rises, if it is a sinful voice, the internal interest sinks..."

"Oh." The old guy listened to the light, nodded frequently, and also came over. "This statement is not empty, and if it is cracking, the internal interest is frustrated, if it is harmony, the internal interest is slow. ""

"Miao Yusi!" Meng Fu slaps a slap, "And ah..."

"Yes……"

"What is that..."

"Yes indeed……"

Half an hour has passed... An hour has passed... Two hours have passed...

"Let's discuss what to do?" After a long time, the thunder finally woke up, "endorsing! Endorsement!"

Meng Fu looked at him innocently, saying: "The cramming education without skill and guidance is the cruel killing and restraint of children's spirituality and creative thinking. I ask for interactive reading with other written popular science books to improve the efficiency and interest of learning. ”

Lei moved to her, Meng Fu shake translation: "Grandfather, give an anime to the same person pocket book Qiong Yao novels beautiful novels to change their appetite..."

Lei understands, swearing at her for a long while, picking up a booklet from her arms and saying: "Look at you and have some insights, allowing you to recite an hourly son-in-law, you can read this book for a quarter of an hour, you must have your own opinion, no I will take it back."

Meng Fu took over and smiled deeply to the uncle: "You can rest assured that compared with the son-in-law, what books are fleshy."

She went to study "H Wen". Basically, I watched the "H Wen" at two hours, and recited the "Nvwa" in the back half of the hour. Before I was angry, I would discuss with him the literary experience. On the ah, the thunder is also Just forgot.

In the evening, Meng Fu swayed the light and said with enthusiasm that he would continue to study the "Nüwa". The thunder and the dragon were happy, and he was quite appreciative. Meng Fu swayed the night battle and read it in the middle of the night. He saw a star outside the tent. Suddenly remembered that today’s martial arts cheats that have been swindled into sleepless nights have forgotten the long-term Sun Wuji, who has been following them. I thought about it and looked at the thunder in the tent. I dared not raise my hand again. The oil lamp quietly moved over, according to himself, the light and shadow of the oil lamp projected her figure on the tent. The man in the distance immediately raised his head. Meng Fu smiled and knew the thin tent of this cloth, the people in the distance. It is possible to see the shadow projected on the tent.

She looked at the tent and gestured a head--a ​​touch of your head.

Also facing the tent, raised the book - the old guy is good to lie, the grandmother will swindle his underwear sooner or later.

I was facing the tent, shaking my clothes, making a sprinkling, asking him - it was wet last night, didn't it hurt?

After a while, the slender figure on the tent climbed up a small group.

I made a posture to eat - the master has a good thing to eat.

I made a gesture of smashing Meng Meng - this is very good, you can rest assured!

I made a sad gesture of self-illumination - I am so handsome for Mao...

The slender shadow immediately slammed the ball and made a vomiting posture.

......

The tent was silently placed with a "shadow play". The man on the hillside was far away from the tent and looked at the knees with great interest. The grass in the early summer was full of fragrance, the sound of the insects was soft, and the stars were scattered. Eyes are more splendid than stars.

That is her delicate, belongs to her gentleness; this is his joy, belongs to his gaze.

For a long while, he lay down gently, holding his head in his hands, and showing an intoxicating smile against the high and distant sky.

On the third day, learn cooking.

In fact, this thing Meng Fu Sha does not need to learn at all, her cooking is absolutely clear, but she does not intend to let the old man in the eyes of Lei Laozi pass the customs, let him a big wave of unqualified is her ultimate goal.

Holding this goal, Meng Fu shakes the pots of the three herdsmen, ruining the only stoves of the people, burning the tents of others, and making a pile of tests from color to shape to smell when the lightning is busy with compensation. The food that endured the ability, the thunder snarled for the pile of things, and threw it all to the ingot.

Yuanbao adults were very good at talking, and dragged a bag of skin to wrap things, and dragged them out and gave them to their masters.

One person and one mouse hide behind the hillside and spread out the sacred skin picnic, peeling off the horrible skin, revealing the steaming food wrapped in painstaking efforts, sharing it, sharing it, and constantly flying out big and small bones after the hillside. Meng Fu shakes away from the sorrowful gaze, licking the hard-boiled bread, and accompanying them to picnic with their minds and saliva.

Thundering the cake, missing the first day of the long-lost rookie, Meng Fu shakes the contemptuous eyes - the grandmother's food is called food, it will not be eaten for you, would rather accompany you to lick the cake!

Half a 晌 宝 大 大 , , , , , , 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大The scorched clam juice was painted, revealing the whole crispy elbow inside, and carefully peeled off the bones. The aroma was wrapped in two layers with clean crepe and sent back to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu shook his elbows and tears, thinking that the Prince is good, the kindly baby, when did not forget her, intoxicated and half-squatting just grabbed to eat, a big hand suddenly stretched over, and the hand grabbed: "What? Things are so sweet!"

Meng Fu shook up and grabbed: "Dead old man, tiger mouth dare to eat!"

"Go!" Thunder sleeves.

"Roll!" Meng Fu shook his fingers and poked the past.

"boom--"

"Pong!"

There was a smog of smoke in the tent, and there was a loud noise in the squatting. The bowls of the bowls and the chopsticks were flying around in a mess. When they flew out, they did not return to the first appearance. Then they screamed and the tents exploded.

For a long while, the smoke and dust that went straight into the sky were exhausted, and the thunder and the four-pronged erected erected in the underground. The Meng Meng swayed and looked at the sky, and his eyes were astigmatized.

When Yuanbao’s adults were worried about pulling, Meng Fu shook his voice: “Don’t pick... Don’t pick it up... Scattered... Scattered...”

Yuanbao adults reunion - bad, scattered, the master will definitely want me to clean up, then I can't pick it up.

Lei held his arms and smiled, very satisfied, said: "You are nothing, it is martial arts is not bad, worthy of my family."

Meng Fu shook him, spent an hour to put himself back, and he slammed back.

"boom--"

"Pong!"

......

Meng Fu, who was once again scattered, said: "Oh, good talent, the martial arts on the booklet that was given to you yesterday, you actually used it well today. Hey, except for the old man’s family, you can use the second one. It’s a thousand miles to describe it.”

He was addicted this time, and his eyes flashed Meng Mengfu: "Come, come again."

"Come on!"

"boom--"

"Pong!"

......

Yuanbao adults rushed back into the arms of His Royal Highness in the smoke and dust... The woman was crazy...

The long-term Sun Wuji gently stroked it, looking up at the sky without stars and moons... She wanted to upgrade herself, and all the precious opportunities would not be missed. Even the thunder would dare to try it, I can see it, and the top ten The third thunder is so trained, she will inevitably improve quickly... She will get closer and closer to her dreams.

Then... getting farther and farther away from him.

On the fourth day, learning sewing and cutting, has already gone out of the grassland, and stayed in a small mountain village.

Meng Fu shakes a pair of scissors under the oil lamp, facing a piece of cloth, using the arrogant atmosphere of "breaking the nine shackles", squatting and squatting, and thundering back to her practice, listening to this voice is very serious, satisfied Nod.

Half a squatting, he stood up and walked out to make a small solution. Lei’s father always walked high and his head was wide, his eyes were only above his chest, so he always felt that he didn’t know what was wrong, but he didn’t see what was wrong.

The latrine was in the east of the house, and Lei’s father strode forward. Later, he gradually followed some children. The more he followed, the more he smiled behind him, the old man turned back, the children shouted, and the old man returned. Overdone, the crowd slammed and gathered again.

The old man thought about it and thought that it was probably because his temperament was too superior, so he did not go into it.

Heroes are always lonely!

The lonely hero entered the latrine, this time always bowed his head and took off his pants, the first one was low.

"嗷-"

The roar of the flamingo shook the low grass house, how can the simple latrine shed of the countryman's house withstand the lion roar of the thundering adult? The sound of "啪" collapsed, and the manure in the pit was splashed, and the old guy was full of robes and full of ass.

For a long while, a fiery wind swept into the house, and the giant thunder roared over nine days: "Meng! Fu! Shake!"

He shakes his robes and has lost the ability to accurately express his inner anger. His flaming robes have been modified by Meng Fu’s cutting skills with slashing, slanting, slanting, fishtail, tassels, tassels. Something covered with yellow and yellow...

This is all right, the key is that the slanting squat, Meng Fu shakes a sling on top of it - she cut it out with the lightest fabric, the old man's heart is thick, not found.

So the thundering adult just wore an ancient bra on the fishtail skirt and went to the toilet...

The lion hasn't finished yet, and Meng Fu shakes his hand and it is a pair of scissors.

The battle of the Nth Lion and the Mother Tiger began again.

"boom--"

"Pong!"

......

On the fifth day, learn etiquette.

At this time, the chasing of a lonely and lonely one has become a mighty one.

Cloud marks they finally rushed up.

On the first day of the thunder, the speed of running was too fast. At first, only the long-term grandson was caught up with the first time. Now the cloud marks with Yalanzhu and all the guards also catch up, one does not fall.

On the first day of Meng Fu’s quilt, he had to return to the ancestral ancestors of the ancestors, and the ancestors of the long-term Sun Wuji were willing to leave her. He ordered his hidden guard to go back to the escort. The guards of the secret guard and Meng Fu’s guards refused to leave the owner to take the route. Finally, the cloud marks made a decision to follow, because although the valley was burned in the territory, it was separated. The king city is very close, the initial route is the same, everyone decided to chase after the opportunity to grab the Meng Fu Sha, and then split the way to worry.

They are many people, and they have to take care of the injured people. It is naturally slower.

The thunder did not pay attention to it. In the top three eyes of the top ten, most people in this world are ants. Since they are ants, one is different from many.

Of course, there are a few who are not ants, but he is holding Meng Fu in his hand. No one is sure to grab Meng Fu Sha under the thunder, but he is not willing to leave, so a string of grasshoppers is on the string.

So the old man grabbed Meng Fu to shake the room to learn etiquette, and the ten-footer foreign minister Sun Wuji listened, and a large group of people outside the fifteen feet listened.

Meng Fu shakes people to follow, but in desperation, it is comforting. In any case, since the hidden guards have already caught up, they will take care of the long-term grandchildren. In these few days, he will not be able to watch the meal.

"Walk like this!" The old woman who was recruited by Lei moved to Meng Fu to demonstrate the gait. "Weak Liu Fufeng, Yu Tingting..."

Meng Fu shook at the "weak willow" with his wrinkled chest hanging down to his stomach and his knees. He said: "Liu must be like this, and all the words of the world can die."

"Gait! Gait!" Thunder glared at the bull's eye. "It's not about discussing people's body!"

"Oh," Meng Fu shook his hand. "You don't solve my acupoints. How can I show you my gait?"

Thundering and blinking, once raised her hand to solve her lower body acupuncture points, Meng Fu Sha had not had time to rejoice, and the lightning also sealed the upper body acupuncture points.

"Let me see." The old guy blinked and waited for the acceptance.

Meng Fu Shao smiled at the half-width of his new school, and stood up, and Tingting went out.

The long-term grandson who sat on a stone in the distance suddenly began to cough.

A cloud of marks on a hillside looking up.

Yao Xun was holding a tree crash.

Yuanbao adults quickly found the rope and prepared themselves.

Half a thunder and thunder can't bear to scream: "Stop!"

Meng Fu shook back, seeing the old guy blinking his eyes, and sighing at the tears of the old man: "Wild children, what are your eyes... a female monkey is more elegant than her..."

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On the seventh day, all the way through the mountainous countryside, finally arrived in the more prosperous city, said that it is more prosperous, compared with no great, that is the size of a small county, this is the nearest city to the valley, because of treasure hunt As the season approaches, there are many people coming and going in the city. Most of them are the various warriors with swords and swords. Although the Fufeng split into three tribes, the major tribes do not interfere with each other, but because they are a country, the people The descendants of a good marriage are still there. The hostility between them is not too strong. Although they are defending the territory on a regular basis, the treasure hunt season allows all ethnic groups to participate. After all, there are many treasures in the valley, and few people are prone to accidents.

The city inn is basically full, thunder