MTL - Two-dimensional Seeding System-Chapter 69

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"Like this, look."

"I'm so annoying... You... how did you shoot this!"

"I'll give this to you, use it well."

"Thank you... I like it very much..."

Then he chuckled lightly and shook his head. The fate of the Crow Tengu clan should not stop there, but this is a matter belonging to the ghost clan, the law of nature, the weak accept the **** of the strong, and he has no right to interfere.

"Come on, girl, attack the wind and freedom!"

The feathers in his hand were blown up and drifted into the distance with the wind.

……

Kyoto.

"Second father hasn't come home for so long, I guess he was dizzy by some woman!"

Penglaishan Kaguya sat on a chair bored, with her chin against the table, her eyes fixed on the front, the rows of classical musical instruments were neatly arranged, and Fujiwara Meihong was holding a bamboo flute carefully. wiping.

"Lord Ye Feng must be delayed by something."

Putting the cleaned bamboo flute in place, and taking out another musical instrument, Fujiwara Meihong suddenly laughed beautifully, "Sister Kaguya is also worried about this? I heard from my mother that a capable man has three wives. Four concubines are normal."

Just after saying "Yeah", he covered his head, tears welling up, but he was knocked out just now.

"You, you're just being fed some ecstasy soup to protect him like this. And this shop doesn't seem to care at all. The business is so bleak, and usually there are no customers."

At this moment, Fujiwara-san's face flushed slightly, remembering the figure of Ye Feng who had fallen from the sky before, the scene where her mother was healed by a rejuvenating hand, which will remain in my heart forever. Moreover, the mother also intends to betroth herself to the other party. Although she did not agree, her heart is sweet.

At least the other party didn't leave her, so it was a joy to accompany him silently, guarding and watching.

She has never resented the misery of fate. Even if she encounters a difficult hurdle, she gritted her teeth and insisted. At the most helpless moment, God sent him to fill the wound in her heart. This is kind.

This scene happened to be noticed by Penglai Shan Huiye, so he jokingly said, "Otherwise, the concubine should tell the second father, how about marrying you another day?"

"what…"

Fujiwara Meihong was startled, her little head was like a rattle, and she said incoherently, "This... how can this be done."

"Oh? Do you mean to look down on your second father?"

Penglaishan Huiye squinted his eyes and used a heavy tone, his face turned pale in shock, shook his head and explained, "No... No..." He was very anxious, but he didn't know how to express it, and tears rolled down his eyes.

"Hey... don't cry, my concubine is just joking, she's really a fool, as stupid as that ⑨!" Seeing this scene, she hurriedly comforted her.

The handkerchief brushed the corners of her eyes and wiped away the tears, folded it up on the table, and hugged the other person's body, "How can a concubine, who is my sister, bully my sister."

"I'm still crying, or else the concubine will pay you the wages in advance? How about buying you a new dress if you can't?"

Seeing the other person's appearance, Sister Fujiwara laughed through her tears, and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency has cured her mother's illness, and Sister Hong doesn't want any wages."

"Oh, really... I feel sorry for you, let's go."

"Where are you going?"

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Fifth Chapter Horaishan Kaguya and Fujiwara Sister Red

"Where are you going?"

"I'll buy you some clothes."

"Sister Hong..."

"Got it! Don't you want clothes? Who are you kidding, little fool? Is there any daughter who doesn't like to dress nicely?"

ooo asking for flowers oooooooooooooo

The hand behind her was held by another warm hand, and the obedient girl was pulled by the same petite figure in front of her and ran to the street.

"Look, how is this dress?"

"So lovely."

"Then put it on and try it on."

"But it's expensive."

"It doesn't matter, my concubine is a local tyrant!"

Under the light, the girl's red dress was like fire, with a red and white bow tied behind her head, holding a skirt in both hands, and twirling cheerfully, her little blush was really cute.

"Meihong is so cute in her new clothes that her concubine can't help but want to marry her and go home."

"Sister Hui Ye, come and try this one too."

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"No need, with a concubine's peerless appearance, no matter what she wears, she is the most beautiful."

"No, let's try it!"

"Eh... don't take a concubine."

In the dressing room, there was a lot of laughter and laughter. In the midst of the commotion, one hand covered Fujiwara Meihong's chest, "Although it's a little smaller, it's still worth developing." Then he exclaimed.

"Sister Kaguya!"

"Don't be shy, let the concubine see what shape it is."

"don't want!"

In the chaos, the first mover was counterattacked, "Wow, how dare you fight back, look at the move!"

The two girls rolled together, and finally won the victory with the absolute advantage of Penglai Mountain Kaguya, and then the two looked at each other and smiled.

Under the setting sun, the two elders whose shadows were pulled hold hands, leaving behind laughter all the way.

"Hey, if one day your concubine leaves, will you be sad?"

"Where is Sister Hui Ye going?"

"Go to a far away place, a world where there is no fighting, no laughter, and no voice."

"What's that place?"

"Death has no cage for life."

"Will you come back?"

The answering voice was silent.

Maybe... never come back...

"Then...then...when do you leave?" The inquiry sounded again.

This day will come soon, she answered silently in her heart, and she looked up at the sky, which was hidden above the clouds.

Tonight, the moon is like a silver hook. .

Chapter 146: The Eight Clouds Purple of the Matchmaker

What should you do if you are carrying a bomb and it may explode at any time, but you can't throw it away?

Although the current Ye Feng is not holding a bomb, it is similar. Kaze Jian Youxiang, a rather unstable existence, the Queen of Shaking S who is known for her violence, does not have the strong muscles she imagined, but instead has the soft side of a girl's body.

Not only that, but also carries a fresh breath, mixed with floral fragrance, as if in the nature, intoxicating.

The breeze blew across the girl's cheeks, with bangs in front of her forehead, her closed eyes below, her breathing was steady, without any pain, she seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

"I don't know if this tyrant of flowers will tear me apart when he wakes up?" The index finger of his right hand poked at Fang Bai's tender face, and shook his head helplessly, just hoping that no accident would happen on the way.

He rode Dunguang to the direction of the sunflower field according to the instructions of Yayunzi, crossed the mountains and rivers, and was in the clouds. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers disappeared in an instant.

Through the white clouds, there is an endless sea of ​​golden sun flowers below, with countless layers upon layers. After falling down, I found that each plant was as tall as a person. It seemed that they felt that there were guests coming, and they all swayed to welcome them. One of the sunflowers pressed the huge flower and touched the beginning of the flower with its leaves. comer.

"Hello."

Facing the enthusiasm of the flower demon, Ye Feng also stretched out his hand to say hello. It doesn't seem as scary as imagined. The environment here is peaceful and it is simply an ideal retreat for literati.

At this time, the soil began to churn, and thick rhizomes protruded from the bottom of the nearby sunflowers, and then rose from the ground, walking on both sides with the roots as their feet, and a road leading to the front appeared in the blink of an eye. All the leaves point in the direction of progress.

"is that so?"

Ye Feng nodded knowingly. Although these plants can't speak, their meaning is very obvious. At the end of the road, there is a place where Feng Jian's fragrance is placed.

Along the way, many sunflowers patted the leaves. Although they could only make the sound of "sha ¨~sha", Ye Feng could hear that they were laughing. Combined with the slender and twisting body, they seemed to be dancing. generally.

At the same time, Feng Jian Youxiang had a smile on her face, maybe she felt at home, she stretched her body to the fullest, and slept more sweetly, a trace of saliva overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she put her fingers in her mouth and sucked, as if she was no longer the frightening person The tyrant of flowers, but an immature little girl who has not grown up.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng couldn't help laughing out loud. This kind of scene can't be seen by ordinary people, so he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of it. Then nothing happened, and soon it came to an end.

What caught my eye was a Japanese-style wooden house. Behind the sliding door was a simple room with all the facilities. The guests were seated with steaming tea, but there was also Yakumo Zi, who had been waiting for a long time. .

"Yo, little brother, you're finally here."

"Eight Cloud Purple?"

Ye Feng frowned. When he saw this woman, he had a bad premonition, because the other party was a cunning and cunning fox, and he might not even know when he would be tricked.

Put Fengjian Youxiang on the floor and covered it with a quilt, and heard the other party say in a sour tone: "My little brother is really bothered, I just fell asleep with a little girl, so I ran away with another girl, it's like Human _ scum."

Turning his head, he happened to meet Yakumo Zi who came to his side, with a wicked smile on his face, "Don't you plan to take advantage of this opportunity? You must know that Xiao Youxiang is a well-known man who dares to be a tyrant of flowers, tsk tsk. , to say it out loud."

Hearing these words, the corners of his mouth twitched. He gave the other party a blank look and smiled disdainfully, "What do you think of me, humanoid bulldozer?"

Chapter 146: The Eight Clouds Purple of the Matchmaker

Hearing these words, the corners of his mouth twitched. He gave the other party a blank look and smiled disdainfully, "What do you think of me, humanoid bulldozer?"

"Ah, isn't it?"

Yakumo Zi stared at the young man in front of her with contempt, and stretched out her fingers to break it, "In the beginning, it was a girl named Jue, and two days ago, it was a crow tengu, and..."

Speaking of this, he smelled the other person again, "I also smelled the breath of the other six girls. She is a complete scum. She should be dragged out and destroyed a hundred times!"

"Hey hey hey, are you a dog!" Ye Feng was stunned.

It's really a bit ashamed to be said by Yakumo Zi. After all, women are really getting more and more, and they add up to ten. It really deserves the title of "human-shaped planter".

"A lot of women can't be considered studs... the harem... the matter of accepting women, can they be considered studs?" he argued.

"It's really shameless, my generation disdains to be with you!" Yakumo Zi took two steps back, as if the things in front of her were very dirty, and she didn't want to touch the slightest bit, then she took out the folding fan and opened it with a ".〃pop" to cover her cheeks. The smiling eyes looked very dangerous.

"How, what do you think about Xiao Youxiang? If you like it, you can marry it and go home. As an elder, we can call the shots~" She leaned over again, as if afraid of revealing her voice, so she covered it with a folding fan, and said in a low voice.

At the same time, Ye Feng felt a rush of heat blowing into his ears, "Let's be honest, Xiao Youxiang is the one who grew up with us, but she has a fiery temper, but in other respects she is good. Fighting can bring feelings closer. Don't think about it?"

Seeing the other party's chattering, he meant to be a matchmaker, he sneered, "Actually, you just don't want to be troubled all the time, so you plan to push the trouble to me!"

Immediately afterwards, an exclamation sounded, "Actually found out!" Yakumo Zi scratched her head embarrassedly, laughed out loud, opened a gap with a swipe of the folding fan in her hand, and walked into it. (good to Wang)

"Next, I won't disturb your rendezvous with Xiaoyouxiang, but, don't die, otherwise it will be very troublesome over the Santuchuan."

Just when Ye Feng didn't understand the meaning, he suddenly felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, and turned his head to face a pair of red eyes.

"Have you seen it all?" Fengjian Youxiang looked calm.

"What did you see?" He asked subconsciously, feeling bad in his heart, but the other party didn't have the rage he imagined, and at the same time he remembered the photos he took before.

"Then get out of here quickly, before I change my mind." At this time, she turned around and saw two cups of tea on the table.

"Yayunzi has been here?"

"…"

"Since that's the case, don't leave, and play with me."

Hearing this, Ye Feng gave a wry smile. .

Chapter 147 Hurt each other with the fragrance of the wind

Two minutes later, with the wooden house as the center, a terrifying aura quickly spread around. The sunflower demon who felt the crisis pulled up its roots and ran away, forming a circular open space. At the same time, the shock wave followed closely. The entire wooden house was shaken to pieces, and then two figures rushed out of the ruins, stopped in mid-air, and stood opposite each other.

"Why do we fight, it doesn't make sense at all, right?"

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and couldn't help trembling slightly because of the pain. The clothes on his body were protected by sword qi protection in time during the previous impact, so he didn't look so embarrassed.

Just now, Youxiang in the Wind was facing a fist, and the terrifying power contained in it was shocking. I dared not be careless. When there was nowhere to hide, I could only use ten percent of the sword energy to punch the fist, but I still underestimated the opponent. The terror of the flower can easily penetrate the defense with the power of the tyrant of flowers.