MTL - There’s A Beauty-Chapter 100 Lu Ju

Perhaps it was due to the fear in my heart that time would stagnate forever, and when the master was getting older, you also had a strong desire to die with him. The energy that the other party had input into his body before was to protect him, and to prevent him from doing irretrievably stupid things, this force spontaneously started to seal his mental power, causing him to fall into a deep sleep uncontrollably.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he had no time to catch his breath. The one who met him was a heavy slap, but the person who was doing it was the master he never missed. How did he accept it? He blinked and whispered incredulously, "Master?"

Unless he is confused by a small spell such as a blind eye, he will certainly not mistake his own master by the flesh-eye alone. The man in front of him had a thick beard and a scabbard across his face, but he couldn't hide the beautiful, uncorrupted, fortitude and eyebrows. Obviously, he changed his body completely, and what is his relationship with him? Seeing his abominable expression and rough manner, it seems not a friend, but an enemy?

There is a panic in your heart, but you also know that it is best not to act lightly until you understand the situation. He looked up and blinked quickly, trying to blink back the tears. However, this expression was misunderstood by Meng Changye as arrogant, and he slaps his hands again, slaps coldly, "Still stubbornly, hurry up! Otherwise, I will tie a rope around your waist and drag you away."

"General, what nonsense with him? Tie the guy directly to horse-drawn horse!" Shouted a grumpy vice general.

There are swollen cheeks on both sides. It's really unbearable. I looked at the master with tears and choked and said, "What am I doing wrong, can you tell me well? If you say something, I will listen And never repeat it. "

How can I change my personality in a flash? That's a good word! Meng Changye fell into Nahan's heart, and looked at his eyes again, and could not help but stunned. To be honest, Chundi's appearance was originally his favorite. When he smiled a little, he showed two dimples, which could see people's hearts. But the bad is bad in his eyes, his eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, and his pupils are muddy, filled with the world's most filthy emotions such as cruelty, selfishness, power, and calculations. The beautiful face inlaid on this beautiful face spit out bright flowers ** Smelly flowery, disgusting.

But now, these eyes seem to be washed in clear spring water. The whiter the eyes, the darker the pupils, the brighter the tears, the more beautiful and the more clean. Looking at him now, and thinking about the dim and rude Emperor Chundi before, Meng Changye had the illusion that it was totally two people.

But he quickly got rid of the magic of these eyes, raised his hands and wanted to slap them in the end, but somehow he couldn't bear it, and patted him lightly, scolding, "What did you do wrong? Do n’t know yet? His mother, if you did not kill the people and kill Zhongliang, Lao Tzu would not rebel! Hurry up! If you delay your trip, Lao Tzu will break your dog's leg! ”

Some eyes flickered slightly. When I thought about these words carefully, I saw a white-faced man stepping forward to sue Rao, "The general died, and the emperor fell off the horse when he was seven years old, and never touched again. Passing a horse. He really can't ride, how about the slave taking him? "

"Soon, I waste time with Lao Tzu!" Meng Changye glanced at the man, then turned over and threw away his whip.

After seeing that the man was a **** and seemed not malicious to himself, he stepped on the saddle with his support. In fact, he can ride a horse, but before he can figure out the situation, it is still best to brake statically. The man turned on his horse when he was seated, hugged him, and gently pulled the reins. Horseshoes-Open the hoof and start running slowly, then faster and faster. Two thousand elites surrounded the two to ensure that they could not fly even if they put wings on.

The cold wind blew on his face like a knife, making you a bit sick. He tilted his head and whispered tentatively, "What shall we do in the future?" This question was enough to get the message he wanted, and he was sure that the man and himself should be master-servant relationships.

The man did have an ear, "Emperor, although you used the treasure map for a life, General Hu Wei is a ruthless character. God knows if he will cross the river and tear down the bridge, killing people. According to the slaves, let's find a chance to escape halfway. .The history of Yanzhou assassin is the first emperor's confidant, and it is also watching you grow up, and should be taken in. No matter how you are surnamed Ji, it is the blood of the true dragon. Those princes mainly want to be the emperor, others do n’t recognize it! You When I went to Luzhou, Luzhou was another Jin country, and we will discuss the matter of resuming the country at that time. "

Youyi neither nodded nor shook his head, looking at his master's galloping back, thinking inside. He can understand it. His current surname is Ji, who is not known for a while. He is the dying king of Jin Kingdom. The master is General Hu Wei, who led the army to overthrow the Jin Dynasty and captured him. In order to save his life, he used the treasures of the royal family to make a deal, and this made him temporarily secure. From the expressions of the master and the soldiers, he also guessed that he should be a tyrant, and the responsibility of the country was due to his unconsciousness.

But how is that possible? I have been asleep before, and it was less than two quarters after I woke up. How could I become the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, and then make the people angry? There was a puzzle, and the temple jumped abruptly, and it felt like it was about to explode.

He thought that his soul was attached to someone else, rolled up his sleeves, and saw a cinnabar mole on the inside of his wrist, but he denied this idea. This is indeed his body, such as a fake replacement, but doing many things that he did not know, as if someone had stolen his memory and time, leaving a mess for him to clean up. It feels terrible!

Soon, there was something even worse. He was originally pampered and superior, but it was not a waste of hands and shoulders that could not be lifted. On the contrary, by ordinary people's standards, he could be said to be both martial arts and martial arts. But now, but after riding a horse for a while, the inside of his legs was sore and painful as if burned, and his skin was obviously worn.

This body was originally a collection of energy, stronger than the average person, and very restoring, but now it has become a crispy egg that breaks with a little touch. What the **** is going on? There was a pain in his teeth and he grinned, and never had time to think about anything else.

If he knew that the body was soaked in milk, drinking agar, sleeping in brocade, wearing silk, and even wiping the fart-stock paper, he would understand why he was so incompetent. Even sharp swords will rust even if they are not used for a long time.

The too-monitor felt his discomfort, and whispered, "The emperor, you bear with it, the slave will find a chance to take you out."

escape? How could you escape from the master? The reason why this body ascended to the throne all depended on the Ziqi Emperor's energy that the master had given him. Looking at himself, he was reduced to a rebellious general, and it was also a causal cycle. In order to repay this cause and effect, you are willing to give everything you have. Master wants throne? He pushed him up with his own hands; the master wanted a treasure? He helped him find it. In short, he has settled with his master in this life.

But how should the peaceful king coexist with the fallen king and the rebel general? According to the master's style of doing things, once you have no use value, should you unload and kill the donkey? Considering this, Yuzhuang could not help shrinking her neck. But he quickly abandoned these distractions, ready to brush the favor of the master first.

Thinking wildly, the army arrived in a small village. Because of the war, people in the village have already dragged their families to escape, leaving many empty houses. Two thousand elites squeezed a little to fit just enough. With the eunuch's help, Youyi turned over and dismounted, and her small legs-like children shook like sieve bran.

Meng Changyue walked away from the crowd, holding his back collar, Shen said, "You live with this seat." At the end, a few strong men were pointed out, "You are optimistic about this eunuch. If he dares to run, he does not have to go back and forth, Cut it straight. "

They promised in unison, and then went back to rest.

Meng Changye chose the village chief's house. The house was very spacious. Liu Wen and several vice generals also lived in, chopping wood, boiling water, and cooking rice. They didn't bring much food. They opened it and threw it into boiling water to make porridge. The taste was very bad, but it was enough to eat.

Some crickets couldn't walk. They were trapped under Meng Changye's arm like a little chicken cub, entered the main room, and threw them on the dusty crickets. There are leg pains, hand pains, butt-stroke pains, pain everywhere, I can't help groaning-groaning, the black and white eyes seem to be refreshing, swirling slowly, as if tears can be dropped at any time.

Meng Changye was stunned by his pitiful little appearance. He felt a rush in his heart for a while, and then became cold again. He repeatedly told himself that this man was a tyrannical tyrant, and then he suppressed the urge to step forward and comfort him. .

"What's the matter, I haven't touched you so much yet, I just started to kill pigs. Believe it or not, I slapped your teeth with a slap!" He raised his hand and tried to fan, but he didn't fall for a long time. This remark was really against his heart, and it made him feel guilty for no reason. Where Chundi ’s moan-yin is like killing a pig, he is clearly tangled-heavy, much stronger than the sound of the bed he occasionally heard when passing by the army prostitute camp. He would be ugly if he hadn't wore heavy armor and covered his body's most faithful response.

The more he thought about it, the more puzzled he was. Obviously, when I saw Chundi at the first sight, I was still very annoyed, why is it always heart-itching now? Mother, could it not be defeated by Emperor Chun? With this in mind, Meng Changye wiped his face fiercely, and waved his fist at the man on his back, and then went out.

You dare not groan-groan anymore, slowly lean on the hoe, take off your shoes and socks, unbutton your pants, look at the frayed thighs-legs, and don't forget to analyze the current situation of the master. The master has a beard, a scar on his face, and his words are quite rough-Lu. It can be seen that he is not noble in origin and has not received a good education. Such a person's disposition will inevitably have a bold and upright side. If he is to please him, he must have sincere intercourse, and no conspiracy can be used.

Besides, what did you do in the past ten years? How could Jin country be destroyed? Thinking of this, there is a mess of thoughts that gradually cleared up, and shook his head and sighed.

"What are you doing?" Meng Changye, who had just gone out, did not know when he would turn back again, and twisted a pair of thick black sword eyebrows. Then, the ears and neck quickly became flushed. The **** dog emperor even took off his shoes, socks, and trousers, and sank his crotch. His straight and long legs were placed on the rim, slightly bent, forming two beautiful arcs, and the blue or purple, or red stains on the snow-white skin looked both shocking and transparent. Out of a strong cruel beauty.

Coupled with his tight-bite lip-flaps, tear-soaked eyes, and a painful and aggrieved expression, he can drive the saint crazy. At this moment, Meng Changye reluctantly strode up, overturned him and pressed him underneath, and made him cry out of nowhere.

However, this thought was fleeting, and his strong self-control far beyond ordinary people made him calm down quickly and stood still.

A tremble shuddered, raised her head and muffled, "I have worn my legs-I have to deal with it."

It turned out that the legs were worn out. Meng Changye cast aside all the thoughts in his mind, stepped forward and held his ankle, and said dumbly, "Let's take a look at this seat." The words seemed to remind me of something, and quickly looked down to check his dress. Fortunately, the armor was not taken off enough to cover the place that should not stand.

He tolerated it and did not let his palm slowly climb up along the delicate and smooth ankles of Chundi, but he added a little strength, raised it on his leg, and then looked down to see the injury. Office. Damn, this place is really easy to make people think. Through the thin fabric of the obscene pants, he seems to be able to see the color and shape there ...

He closed his eyes and breathed a few times without leaving a trace. Then he said, "The skin is frayed, and you must hurry up with medicine and pack it up, or you will be hurt more severely tomorrow."

"Want to ride a horse?" Youma looked timid.

Meng Changye glanced at him, but didn't answer, but his heart tightened slightly. If this injury is placed on the rough-shouldered lieutenant, it is nothing at all, but this person's skin is white-tender and smooth, and it seems particularly serious, which makes him a bit unbearable. He wanted to take out the best medicine in his arms, bite the stopper and evenly sprinkle it on the wound.

The medicinal powder melts when it meets the blood, emitting a powerful medicine, which makes you suffocate.

Meng Changye's ears trembled sharply, "What the hell! Are you a man, can't you even bear this pain? Shut up, or I'll pump you!"

Youyi quickly covered her red and swollen cheeks, her eyes full of fear.

These eyes were all filthy, but Yu Chengchun actually called Meng Changye afraid to stare. He now looks like a puppy who has made no mistakes, but was scolded and abandoned by his owner for no reason. He is both discouraged and careful to please and grievance. Anyone who sees it will be soft-hearted.

Meng Changye thought he was as strong as iron, but he couldn't help it. He shook his hands and poured half a bottle of medicine powder on the wound. Then he tore off his clothes and bandaged him tightly. At the end, he took out a green The ointment was smeared on his face, and then fled. Escaped all the way back, he still haunted the scene of the boy with white legs and legs in his arms, and looked down at him, fortunately fortunately. This armor made of steel is insurance, hard and thick, blocking everything.

After taking the medicine, I felt a lot better. I drank two bowls of porridge under the supervision of everyone and slept in clothes. There was no dream all night, and the day after tomorrow, Meng Changye opened the curtain to wake him up and whispered, "Get up, it's time to go!" Although ordered, the tone was many times softer than the previous day.

Emperor Chun opened his eyes and found himself lying in a room, horrified, "Where is this? How did you come here?"

Meng Changye's soft complexion slowly tightened, and his long, narrow eyes, like eagle eyes, looked him up and down, especially not to let go his turbid red eyes, and it took a while to say, "You don't remember how you came ? "

"Nonsense! If I remember asking you what? Yes, I remember it!" Chundi slaps his eyes, then glared, "If you let the horses ride, and you refuse, you slap your hands and slap them hard. I'm fainting to the fan? Then you brought me here while I fainted. "

Meng Changye's eyes flashed continuously, if he felt it, but he did not refute it. When he spoke again, he spoke fiercely. "I know what's wrong, quickly get up and go! Also, Lao Tzu has warned you, don't sip it. A man puts on the emperor's music. I'll let you hear it next time, and I'll definitely pull your tongue out! "

Emperor Chun quickly covered his mouth and shook his head to show that he was taught, and then went to bed in a clumsy manner, and mourned before standing still. This time it was like killing a pig. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh, my leg hurts! My leg what happened?"

"But just scratch the skin, what ?!" Meng Changye couldn't bear it. He wanted to slap it, remembering the man last night, and quickly recovered Jiucheng force. Even so, Emperor Chun was still blackened with eyes drawn, wailing, half-limbed, and walked outside, washing his face indiscriminately.

The soldiers warmed up the porridge left over last night and brought it to everyone. Jundi took a bite of the bowl and spit it out quickly, complaining loudly, "What the **** is this? It is harder to drink than □□! I want to eat hibiscus cake, glutinous rice dumplings, milk Poria cream, chicken skin shrimp **** ... "

The crowd looked at him one after another, and they couldn't understand how the people who were honest and safe yesterday could sleep and start doing it again. I thought he admired it!

"Your mother-in-law loves to eat or not!" Liu Chuanshan, the most hot-tempered vice general, blasted the bowl of porridge in his hand, and then punched it.

Meng Changye wanted to stop, and his toes moved slightly, but he didn't stand up. The man in front of him was not the one he knew last night. When he saw this man, he was only disgusted, and he had no pity. But if he really kills a person, he can't figure out whether the person was his own illusion or really existed last night. Seeing how much emperor Chun was beaten to vomit blood, and Liu Chuanshan was relentless and had to make another kick, he slowly spoke, "Be careful, don't kill people. Eat fast, eat well, and don't delay the time."

Liu Chuanshan took a sip, took the bowl and snorted, drank the porridge, and went to the horseshed to lead the horse. Emperor Chun got up with the help of the eunuch, and walked to the side silently pressing and rubbing his colic's chest, but he was so unwilling to eat breakfast. No one else cares about him, just scrape the last bit of porridge into a bowl and distribute it cleanly.

Immediately before leaving, Chundi was afraid of Malaysia, and he was reluctant to go up anyway, which made everyone angry. Meng Changye was not a good-sex boy. He rolled him on his horseback with a long whip, tied it with a leather rope, and lay it on the fart-strand, and tied it tightly with the saddle. .

Poor Emperor Chun head down, feet up, five internal organs and six uncles were moved by horses, and vomited thinly without running too far. What he spit out was some black ink, and he could smell the stench from a long distance, not to mention that two thousand elites could not bear it, even the well-trained war horses also raised their forefoot. .

Meng Changye was the closest to him and suffered the most. He wished he could cut his nose. After forbearing two miles, when he saw a small river in front of him, he immediately got off the horse, tied the person to the river, loosened his head into the water, and said ruthlessly, "Mother, did you eat **** or drink? Big dung, it ’s so stinky! If you wash Lao Tzu well, if you do n’t wash it, Lao Tzu will make you peel your skin off-wash it! ”

Chundi had difficulty breathing due to vomiting, but was suffocated into the water at once, and then he closed his breath and passed out. Youyou woke up slowly, subconsciously filled a few mouthfuls of river water, and then struggled hard.

Meng Changye drowned a person unconsciously, immediately clutched the bun in his head, lifted him up, but suddenly met a pair of black and white, tearful eyes.

"I, what wrong did I make? Can't you say it well? You have to torture me like this!" There are some things that can't stand the things that have been held in the palm of the master, and the mouth burst into tears. His crying sound was completely different from that of Emperor Chun, who was pursing his throat, but he was full of grievances, whispered a moment, shrugged his shoulders, and occasionally snored, Listening funny, looking poor.

Meng Changye's cold heart softened without knowing it. He let go of the bun behind his head and stroked it instead, tempting, "Do you remember what happened before?"

Only then did he realize that he came to a small river somehow. He wiped away his tears immediately, stood up and looked around, and said, "Isn't I asleep? Did you bring me here while I was asleep?"

Based on the abnormal situation only once or twice, Meng Changye couldn't confirm his guess, so he didn't break it. He said, "I brought you here. We are in a hurry and can't delay. You should wash it quickly Face, I'm leaving soon. "

I have no heart and no lungs, I turn my head and press his head into the water as hard as possible, as if forgetting to drown his mind, and leaning down-washing his face. When he smelled the stench on his hair, he couldn't help but retched. He saw a clump of qilixiang growing on the side of the road. He quickly picked the leaves and rubbed them. He dripped the juice between the hairs and rubbed it several times.

"Why am I so smelly?" He habitually grabbed the master's sleeve.

Meng Changye raised his eyebrows to look at his pale fingertips. He didn't break away, jokingly, "You slept too much, and accidentally fell into the pit immediately."

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