Congratulations, Empress

: 172 wind from the clouds, Qian Kun first exposed

The night was so chilly, and the flowers were sitting on the big rock by the lake. I threw the stones in my hand into the lake, watching the faint light reflected in the twilight, and went away slightly.

"There is no life..." She chewed on the words, looked up at the faint starlight in the sky, smiled, had no life, and of course had no life. She died a long time ago. It’s just that the difference is coming here.

There was footsteps coming from behind, and she asked without asking back: "What is it about me?"

Wen Ruyu’s foot was next, and then she walked to her side, leaning against another huge stone. After watching her for a while, she turned to look at the lake, her lips smirked and said: “The battle between the beast and the orc, thousands of years. There are no more than a hundred games in the open war. Loulan City is the first time to stop and fight. I didn’t believe in the number of lives, but I am beginning to believe."

He turned his head and looked at the flowers in amazement and said: "I also want to change things completely."

The horrified mouth slowly overflowed with a mocking smile. "It’s useless to worship God and burn paper with me."

She jumped from the stone and gave him a cold look. "Don't just say that because the woman said a few words, you will treat me as a life-saving straw. No matter whether it is true or not, only one, I will not help you."

Wen Ruyu quickly caught up with her and hurriedly said: "Why?"

"I do anything, just because I think, the other has nothing to do with me." Flowers glanced at him and turned away.

Wen Ruyu stopped her footsteps and fixedly looked at her back.

When I got back to the carriage, Yan Yan was sitting on the table and scratching something on the table. When she came in, she suddenly raised her head and said, "Don't move!"

Spend a horror and maintain a posture and ask, "What are you doing?"

Yan Yuyan stared at her for a while, and the pen in her hand fell on the paper. After a while, she finally stretched her eyebrows and smiled. "Okay."

The flower stunned and sat down beside him, his eyes leaping on the paper, slightly stunned, turned out to be her portrait of women's clothing.

"I don't seem to have ever done this kind of costume." She looked at the woman on the scroll, pink and red, with both eyes and affection, Ying Ying standing under the plum tree, the fairy long sleeves holding half of the plum, faint light .

Yan Yuyan put down the drawing axis and said: "I am wearing a daughter's dress for me. I have dreamed of dozens of times in my dreams. I can't see it with my own eyes. I can only paint and comfort."

The flower stunned and smiled, and suddenly looked up at him again. "Wei said, don't you worry?"

Yan Yuyan raised her hand and traced her eyebrows. He whispered: "I don't mean to say that I have to go against the sky for me. Why should I worry?"

She was sighing in horror and secretly laughing. She had been alone for one night, but this party had not happened like anything, and the leisure was quite full.

Yan Yuyan held her waist and took her into her arms. She squatted against her forehead and said: "Go back to Yucheng, we have to separate again. There is not much time left. Why do you have to worry about these things? we."

In the horror of the flower, something flashed, and he blurted out: "It’s better for me to live in the palace!"

Yu Yan Yan, surprised to hold her shoulders, said to her eyes: "What did you say?"

I was shocked to see the smile in his eyes, and the hesitation in my heart disappeared. I repeated: "I want to live in the Happy House."

"Ha ha!" Yan Yuyan pulled her into her arms and held her hard. She said: "Hey, I want to wear women's clothes for me every day!"

I was shocked and pulled my face. "Don't get in the way!"

Yan Yuyan kissed her face and kissed her lips. She stared at her eyes and said, "Are you promised me?"

The horror of the flower was a hot face, some uncomfortable eyes, can not blame her, his eyes are too explicit!

"Hey..." Yan Yuyan chased her eyes.

The horror of the East stunned and hid, and finally slammed into his arms and held his arms and said: "Don't make trouble..."

When she had not finished speaking, she had a flower in front of her eyes. The whole person was pressed down on the soft quilt, and her eyes were lifted up and she was confronted with Yan’s amber eyes.

"Oh..." She called his name, and at the end she found that her throat was hoarse.

淳 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕 燕

The flower stunned and smiled, reaching out to his waist, leaning sideways into his broad chest and gently closing his eyes.

The two embraced the dawn.

*

All the way back to Yucheng, I was surprised to think that I could still meet with Sang.

This road has come, more and more rumors about him, some people say that he inherited his father, hard to change, and some people say that this boy is cold-hearted, and has helped many people along the way. However, there is a rumor that is unchanged. He has even picked the top ten sects of the rivers and lakes, and the shots are seriously injured. The sects of the rivers and lakes are already in danger.

Listening to this rumor that is really true, I am stunned and laughed. If it is possible, there is no harm in the contest, and Sang does not return to kill one person, which shows that he is not coming for revenge.

"If it is me, if you kill the father and don't share the sky, you must use blood to pay homage to the ancestors." The tea stalks on the side of the road, while helping the boss to hoe, went out and shouted.

Haoyue stuffed a **** in his mouth and glanced at him. "You do it, eat it, eat so much, and there is so much nonsense!"

This time, I came out of the cloud and found that there was another person in the small tea pot who was staring at herself.

Out of the clouds, huddled back to the horror of the flowers, carefully licking the hoe.

"Boss, hurry, cut three pounds of beef!" A savage man screamed at the table.

The boss was so busy with sweat, and told the younger two to quickly cut the beef and send it up. "You guys use it slowly!"

The rivers and lakes are rough and greasy, the mouth is flying, the ankles and tables and stools, the wine is sprinkled on the ground, and the dialects of the localities are heard, and the voices are unscrupulous.

"This is where the entangled hooligans flow!" whispered, "I have never seen such a person before."

These people naturally can't get on the table. They are not surprised to comment and fade their eyes, but they hear a small but clear voice saying: "The boss, packs four hoes, one pound of beef."

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