MTL - Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple-Chapter 73

On the bright side, Qingshan Town belongs to the court, but in fact all parties are well aware that this town is really attached to the magic religion. After all, the Tiangao emperor is far away, and the threat that lies in front of him has to be grasped.

The reason why Chunxue dared to let Luo Shitu go down the mountain, because Qingshan Town is its own site, how can it be grasped.

Of course, she didn't know that she had been lurking for two years and wanted to end the devil. After today, the demon that made the world's people smell the color will no longer exist.

The protagonist's aura swept across the square, and the time he passed was too late to catch up with the day when the moon was destroyed. Luo Shitu is still very knowledgeable about the situation. He recognized the situation of squid and squid in the early morning, and did not do any futile rebellion. He saw that a large number of martial arts people also pretended not to care, and looked at the sugar on the stalls. people.

He looked relaxed, and the yangko next to him grabbed his hand tightly and tightly. His face was not very good-looking. The martial arts of the moon-selling sugar man quietly said to Luo Shudu: "Teacher, I have a headache, let's go back... …Ok?"

The martial arts person is savvy, not to mention the master of the small general, Luo Shitu points a wax for the IQ of Yingge, touches/touches his hair, comforts: "Let's find a place to rest, under the mountain The inn can be interesting," he said without waiting for the yangko reaction. He said, "Yueyue, the song is uncomfortable..."

A few ordinary passers-by alongside the concealed form of encirclement. Haoyue looked at the song and looked a little faint: "It is better to find a place to rest for a while. If there is an accident in the song, it is not good for the teacher to be alone."

The words are straight enough, and the face of the singer is white. However, Luo Shutu looks at the moon in a stupid way. He said innocently: "There is still a moon, and the moon is here, you can rest assured."

That full of trust and love, a word is exposed. Haoyue hooked the corner of the lips, meaning that he smiled unconsciously: "Well, I am."

No matter what the songs saw, and how much was guessed, in the encirclement of a large number of righteous people and court officers in Qingshan Town, he and Shu Wang could not escape.

Putting people in the inn, Haoyue came out by looking for the doctor's name. He nodded to the people in the passage who didn't know when they appeared. When they went downstairs, they no longer converge on the momentum, like a sword, sharp and sharp. The people who pressed them were deeply sloppy and did not dare to face this compelling power.

When he stepped out of the inn, the heavy stagnation in the air suddenly dispersed, and several people secretly sighed, and the figure disappeared silently like a ghost.

"Teacher..."

Luo Shitu looked at the carols that had not been calmed down. The little/face was like a white powder. It was a pity to see. He sympathetically touched/touched the slippery little hand and said that he had enough tofu: Worried, Haoyue will bring the doctor back soon."

"No, no, we..." Yangge grabbed his hand and his body shook slightly. He just said that the exit was stopped. If that was the case, he didn't think that the moon would put them in the room. There must be someone outside. !

What should I do now? The lord still has the skills of a three-legged cat, and he will not be martial at all. The first time, the singer hates the literary talent that he is proud of. If he has martial arts, he will not be able to reach the point where he is so poor... he thinks confusedly. When he was lifted up by Luo Shitu, he was shocked and looked straight at the round face in front of him.

"Yangge." Luo Shutu stared at him, his voice calmly calling.

The eyes are still clear, but not the same as usual, what he is thinking, what he is worried about, seems to be reflected in it, the singer moved his lips and could not speak.

Such a leader, he has never seen, faded the childish purity, more touching than the past. He suddenly came up with a thought, all of which may be known to the Lord.

It is too ridiculous to bet on the devil and gamble on life, and it is too sad.

"I thought I would lose. Now I see, I haven’t lost..." The voice that was so full of laughter brought a bit of bitterness, like a sigh of a moth, "You should look down on me."

It’s so selfish to change the world, but he doesn’t despise this. He only feels distressed. He shook his head at the moment: “No, it’s too late to hear the song, how can you afford it?”

Luo Shitu showed a happy smile and touched his hair.

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It was night, the green hills ignited the fire, and the sky was bright as white.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the white robe was sizzled by the night wind. Between the light and the light, his expression is unpredictable, only the sword in his hand is bloody.

Next to the dark guardian who wanted to go forward, he was re-hidden in the darkness.

In the past, the great demon religion became a Shura field overnight. When the rising sun rose, only the devastation was left, and it was desolate.

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The news of the destruction of the devil did not reach the ears of Luo Shitu, and he did not know. On the second day of the unsuccessful waiting for the month, he and the Yangko were taken out by the line of guards. The attitude of the people coming is very tough. It is probably the task of escorting the two people personally, so there is no need to treat them except the guards who are under house arrest.

At the beginning, Luo Shitu raised questions. After he got no answers, he did not ask. He sat in the carriage with Yangge and rushed into the Imperial City day and night.

The **** team settled them in a remote courtyard with due diligence, and only a few guards who walked around were very quiet.

Luo Shitu observed that this yard is not independent. It should be a courtyard in a large house, because he can occasionally see one or two prostitutes who have passed by. For this reason, he let go of his heart. Although he has never seen Haoyue, he took himself to the generals, and he will come to visit one day.

Just the enemy does not move, Luo Shitu still wants to move. How can you be in a disguised form of imprisonment? It’s impossible to be suspicious of leaving his lunar month, being seriously troubled by sorrow and sorrow, and the tiredness of running all the way, so that he is visible to the flesh/eye. The speed was thinner, and the round/rolling face slowly showed the outline lines, and the belly of the drums smashed.

Even if he is still a member of the micro-fat world, the visual effects produced by this contrast can be very impactful. The guard who sent the meal was afraid that he would lose his weight and the master would pursue his own responsibility. The dishes on the table were richer every day, and the eyes of Luo Shidu, who was playing a bitter role, were green.

Others thought that his will was depressed, let alone sing a song. Looking at Luo Shitu, he felt so sad, but before the exact news came, there was no confidence in comfort.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since the next day.

"Senior brother, have you heard me talking?" The young man of Junxiu saw the eyes in front of him condensed at a certain point in the void, inexplicably unpleasant, and stretched his hand to pull the other's sleeves.

"Nature is heard. If the breeze says, how can the brothers miss the mistake?" Haoyue backhand grasped the hand of Mu Qingfeng and raised his eyebrows and smiled.

He did not want to miss every sentence of his own words, but he was indeed distracted. He did not know why, and the longer he stayed with his younger brother, the more times he remembered the hope.

Returning to the Imperial City, Haoyue arranged people in the government, and told the guards to look at the yard, they did not step in. Now calculating, it may be that day, he will frequently read Shuwang, after all, the body of the younger brother is more important than anything else.

"Okay, don't say this." Haoyue loosened his hand. During this time, his desire for Muqingfeng was not as strong as he imagined. Even when the skin touched, he still had a strange regret. He always felt in memory. I have to be more slippery. "Breeze, how do you feel these days?"

The wood breeze is red-faced. For so many years, he does not understand the meaning of his brother's various relatives, and it has become a raft. Now that he was being teased, he was actually a little happy, and he didn't want the hand to let go.

"I feel much better, thank you brother." He grinned. "The brothers and pharmacists must be very hard. I don't know how to return."

The shameful appearance of the red cheeks brought out the subtle spring of the eyebrows, which was quite pleasing to the eye. Haoyue is not a young boy who has never experienced the windy moon. Seeing him like this, people who don’t understand the treasures for twenty years are equally motivated.

"With your body, how?" He stunned people, bowed his head and asked, his voice full of pets.

Wood breeze did not struggle, but hugged his waist, and kissed his head on his lips, and then ran away.

This watery kiss is not even an appetizer for Haoyue. He touched his lower lip and didn't catch up.

Since the days are almost the same, it is more convenient to find Shuwang at this time. On the one hand, the breeze is not enough. Although it has been improved, he does not want to take risks. On the other hand, he does not want to be too hasty, scared to hold the small hand. Teacher.

Standing in the same place for a moment, Haoyue Weiyi raised his hand, and the guards not far away immediately followed and waited for the order respectfully.

"Go to the small courtyard."

The generals were the residences of the former generals. They lived after the seals of the month, and the uninformed people never imagined. This was a horrific and horrific case of the house that was visited by the emperor and the officials of different sizes.

But now, the destruction of the devil, the good news of the general's seal has completely overshadowed the past, and few people will mention the past.

Followers of Haoyue are basically "old" people. They are used to the style of the master. They can’t ask if they can’t ask. It’s best not to think about it. Therefore, the master suddenly goes to the small courtyard, and the guard does not indicate. Doubt, starting with the news of ordering the closure of a small resident, he understood that this was a place where they could not inquire.

"Isn't the person living dead?" Halfway through the road, I saw the courtyard in the distance, and asked faintly.

When the guards stayed, they responded and replied: "The subordinates only watched shifts outside and did not go in." Seeing the main subject frowning, he added, "but listening to the meal, the inside...there are very few It seems that the mood is not good."

Is the mood bad? Haoyue narrowed his eyes and was somewhat satisfied. As he thought, the waste was so deeply fascinating to him that it was normal to see him without tea.

He stopped asking more questions, subconsciously speeding up his steps, and when he was near the yard, he heard the melodious soothing sound inside.

The waste will not be a piece of art. It may only be... One month in the past, the guards of the guards who wanted to salute, stopped striding into the courtyard, and there was no sound in the action, and did not disturb the people inside.

Luo Shitu insomnia in these days, can not sleep in the middle of the night, the eyes are blue, eat less, walked and drifted. There is nothing to sing the songs. I have to ask the guards to take the guqin and play him at noon every day so that he can sleep for a while.

This move is quite effective, the singing skills are exquisite, the selected songs are soft and helpless, and Luo Shitu listens and listens, and there is drowsiness. He was lying sideways on the small bamboo couch that was moved out, holding his hand on his face. At this time, he couldn’t help but close his eyes, his head bit by bit, and he was confused and wanted to sleep.

It looks cute, the yangko presses the strings, the corner of the mouth contains a smile, and gets up before the collapse, half a squatting on him and gently put it on the pillow, the movement is gentle. Luo Shitu knows vaguely that he is habitually moving in and out, and it is very suitable for his service. I don’t know how intimate the tacit understanding of the two is in the eyes of others.

Haoyue stood at the door, his face was so scary, his chest burned with a sigh of pain and his mood was not good? He sees that this waste is so good, I am afraid that even if the devil is gone, it doesn't matter!

"General..." The guards cautiously called him, and when he didn't wait for the words, he was opened by a sleeve. He couldn't help but anger, and he screamed: "Roll!"

Hearing the voice, Yangko turned his head in surprise and saw a few steps up the month and threw him away.

The awakened Luo Shitu had not had time to ask anything, and he was unconsciously confronted with a pair of gloomy eyes. The thick ink color made him a little breathless. 2k novel reading network