Legend of Fu Yao

She is in his arms.

The tears in this life have never been worthless. The waterfall-like big stocks rushed out, and instantly wet his shoulders. The light purple became dark purple, and the purple orchids that lived next to the stream were generally colored.

Meng Fu’s death was buried in the arms of the great-grandmother, and his tears and blood were ruthlessly smacked on his shoulder. She cried, and it’s illusory to be seen by this person. In the arms, I spilled a sigh of relief that I had nowhere to vent for 18 years.

She cried: "She has more white hair..."

She cried: "Well, let her live in the winter..."

She cried: "I saw her old age spots... old spots..."

She cried: "It seems that the martyrs are at hand, otherwise the money is hospitalized..."

She cried: "The fat people still have a conscience, know to go with her..."

She cried: "A bunch of silly hats, hot pots, hot pots, can she eat?"

She cried: "Who gave her a shower? Who are the thick-handed nurses? How much can they do? She is so self-respecting, there are some things... Someone who helps her..."

She cried: "She is still waiting for me..."

The last sentence made Chang Sun Wuji body tremble, Meng Fu shake immediately shut, she cried for a while, the heart of the stagnation as washed by water, revealing the bright day of the month, also vaguely remembered, some things, still can not say happy too much.

Her resignation of obstinacy, this life is difficult to talk to people, to the enemy, to go out and not to ask for trouble; to friends, still looking for trouble - long-term grandchild is the most intelligent, most transparent and open-minded One, he knows how to let her fly, knows how to give her freedom, but even if he is, he will never want her to fly out of the continent of Wuzhou, fly out of this time and space, and fly his life forever.

Some pain, you can only carry it yourself.

Meng Fu shook his sleeves, wiped his tears, and then the legs were softly planted on the ground - she vented it with a breath, no more strength.

The long-term Sun Wuji reached out and grabbed her. She hugged her and sat down. She sat on the grass in the early summer night, hugged her, and watched the night and the wind clear.

The moon bends like an eyebrow, and the shallow cloud is like a piece of paper. The thin cloud is like a piece of paper. It reveals the jade white light. The body flutters and flutters, the stream flows, the purple grass is scattered and faint, and the night insects are in the grass. The sound quality is crisp and bright, and the sound of the night is slammed.

The wind in the wilderness is a bit big, blowing people's clothes and drums, and the shadows of the two groups are glued together under the moonlight, but the outlines are clear and distinct. It belongs to him and her, and there is nothing wrong with it. The two people are watching each other. Moonlight, you can see the wet bottom of the eyes, the original deep and wide, one person or two people, but only two stones, sinking in the abyss of the years, the body is endless far, lonely, and barren.

The long-lasting faint scent of the grandson is thicker in this cold place, but in the distance, I don’t know which Zen temple, and the distant bells come, Meng Fu shakes the smell of that, listening to the cool and grand The bells of the heart, passing through the old things in the bottom of the heart, fascinated between the illusory and the real, and if there is a realization, but nothing else.

Hearing the long-term Sun Wuji gently said: "Shake."

Meng Fu shakes gently "Hmm?"

"The world has been obsessed with it, and before it goes all the way, it is actually close."

Meng Fu shook his head and reacted a bit slow. What does he mean by this?

"When you shake, can you have a obsession?"

Meng Fu Shaong honestly answered: "Yes."

"I also have." The long-term Sun Wuji looked up and sighed to the moon: "When I was young, I hope that my mother would not always sigh at me, let me think she never liked me. When I was young, I wanted to find someone I could protect. I feel that I am still needed; later, I suddenly realized that what I was looking for was always close, and the road ahead was so far, I hope to go with her forever."

Meng Fu shook silently, and answered gently for a long time: "Some roads are destined to go alone."

On the top of the head, the man was silent for a long time. In the midst of the smoke, the silence was silent, and the four wildernesses were empty. The flowers in the distance were blown by the wind, and the flowers fell like snow.

Meng Fu shook his eyes, only felt that his heart was sour and bitter, that bitter immersed in the inside, such a complex taste, fate is so unwilling to be docile, such as a beggar in the dark, not willing to be tamed, she was bitten It’s all over the body, and it’s impossible to avoid harmless people.

Really no face, and then eager to fall in the warmth of the great-grandchildren, she earned her body and waited to get up, but was hugged by the great-grandchild, and she pushed him sideways, but the long-term grandson suddenly pulled her shoulder.

The light in front of him was dark, and his lips had fallen warm and cool.

Falling on her lips.

Lingering.

The scent of the lips and teeth, obviously drinking only tea, somehow brought a bit of sultry and intoxicating faint scent, from one kind of soft scorpion to another kind of softness, entangled by another kind of entanglement, His kiss is that the wind is the moon is the cloud is the fog is the purest nature of all creations, dreams sneak into the air, fill the world with her inch, she is full of ridiculous, she is dry, he is moist, clean but strong Such as.

As if he was kissing with the first hot spring, he was still so deep and affectionate. He sucked and turned softly like a poetry in the flower, but the kiss gradually gained strength, pain, frustration and depression. He seems to want to put this kind of strength on her lips forever, so that she can remember the taste and memory that belongs to him in the long run. The encounter and embarrassment of those lips and teeth, each time as the electric light strikes, colliding with the silent 呻吟And the shudder, she was breathing, and the gasping was blocked by the lips that he couldn’t help. He kissed the uncleaned blood on her lips a little bit, and then it was so salty and sweet. The taste is shared with her.

Feeling the struggle of the people under him, he got closer. After he met, he let go of her too many times, letting her fly from the heart, her swaying wings like a knife across the heart, cracked blood, tonight He didn't want to let it go, so he forced her to return it!

He didn't want this person to grow a pavilion, don't want this life to be a rush, if there is a day of blood and blood, he will be the time that she has forgotten, and there is a **** painful kiss of the night to remember this vicissitudes of life. One way.

Such a heavy and fierce kiss is no longer the graceful and graceful long-term grandson, but it is really true and overwhelmed by Meng Fu’s heart. She closed her eyes and finally put herself completely soft, and the waist was not in his arms. After living and folding, bending into a general curvature of the weeping willow, the tears in the bottom of the eye, but gradually smashed out, the stream of silently fell into the long-lost lips, and then he kissed with blood.

The four wild flowers fall like snow, the night comes with long winds, the stream will be swayed by the blue willows, and the wind will fall into the quieter spring mountains. The moonlight will pass through the spring mountains, and the water will rise and fall between the velvet grasses. The man, illuminating the tears on her cheeks and the blood between his lips, illuminates her in his arms and shudders, his shoulders are delicate and thin, like a crane in the sky that wants to fly but is helpless.

This kiss is so long, this kiss is so short.

He finally let go of her, and moved the kiss all the way to the amount of light and jade, and touched it gently, then immediately reached her amount and did not move.

The two breathed together, and the silk was entangled together. Meng Fu shook his low breath and floated in the quiet four fields. His face was pale and finally filled with blushing blush. The rare eyes flowed like a spring, unmatched. Brilliant light.

The long-term grandson looked at her deeply, and said lowly: "When you want me to take you, how is life..."

Meng Fu shakes silently, smiles for a long time, and said: "I found that we can't even say that we can't say anything. Some things, from the beginning, God did not give."

Her cheeks fainted, her eyes recovered from the confusion, straightened up, squatting and slowly sorting out her mess.

Yes, can't say, can't indulge, can't indulge. If ever, she has also been obstructed by those realities of time and space, hesitating whether his persistence is worthwhile, and has produced a shaken heart. However, from today, she will never turn back. The road.

Mom is waiting for her.

Her most feared eighteen years have confirmed that it will no longer be a barrier separating her from her mother's life and death.

Is there any reason to stop her from running back?

The long-term grandson slowly let go of his hand, so helpless and desolate gesture, gently pull in the void, but only took a little night.

The opposite person, quiet and stunned, that calmness is the determination not to change, and it is not hesitant to insist.

He silently looked at Meng Fu Sha, watching his bitter fruit of letting go, the bitter fruit can only swallow in the bottom of his heart, so stalked, blocked in the channel of the heart.

For a long while, "I will not let go."

In exchange for her long sigh - what can I say? What can I persuade? As he can't persuade her, she can't be selfish and false to persuade him.

The long-term grandson suddenly smiled and said: "I believe that sincerity can be felt, I believe that even if the world has a destiny to dominate over all will, there will be ways to break it."

He gently took Meng Fu and said: "Sleep, you are tired for a day, some things, think too much and hurt people, forget it first." Do not allow Meng to shake and refuse, his fingers stunned, and habitually She is sleeping.

Seeing Meng Fu shakes a bitter smile and sinks into sleep, the long-term grandson reaches out and slowly reaches her heart, closes her eyes, and the real air flow turns for a week, and she makes a rapid turn in her dantian.

For a long time, he let go of his hand and quietly overlooked Meng Fu’s sleep, his fingers warmed over her slightly swollen lips and gently said:

"Since it is doomed to do so, and let you fly higher, it is better to help you break through the blue sky than to see if you are struggling for a lifetime under the affliction."

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After that day, Meng Fu shook back to the secret house in the battle of Beiye, and she was not interested in the rumors of Zhenwu Kui, who was rumored to be rumored. She was only trying to train and rehabilitate every day. Her "breaking nine" entered the sixth floor. In the smooth integration of the power of the windy moon and the "breaking nine", in fact, she has been a bit strange, saying that she should not be able to integrate the three top instinct so quickly, in fact she did it, it is still dead old Taoist said Right, only in the constant battle of life and death, can we inspire and enhance our potential faster, to achieve the speed that ordinary cultivation can not achieve, according to the dead Taoist, he was sixth when he was twenty-four. The layer, in the front of the door, there is no one after the ancients, and it is a miracle. Now there is no such thing as the ancients. If there is no one, there will be no share.

Meng Fu shakes to think that the old Taoist priests are in a good mood, but although she has improved smoothly, her injuries are heavy, and the infuriating atmosphere is also unstable. Sometimes it is not necessary. It takes a long time to recuperate. Now her goal has been fixed, and she has nothing to worry about. The cultivation, and before the completion of the "breaking nine", she will not rush to the sky, only once, once she goes to the sky, she will never allow herself to fail!

Then, do what you want to do according to plan, during the period of rehabilitation, engage in destruction in Tianzhu.

The great-grandchild Wuji "returned to China", and the war-fighting North personally sent the "suncoming" grandson to the capital, and parted with a fragrant car, which was full of the purse of the aunt of the aristocratic woman, the jade, the apron, the wishful ah, etc. Wait, the long-term grandson does not think that he is smiling, and really took the car away.

This is only on the bright side, in fact... Meng Fu sighed and sighed - the man changed his face and stayed by her side. According to himself, his father’s body has improved recently and he can already see things, otherwise he is also very It’s hard to come to Scorpio, since the big man is coming, take a break and walk again.

Meng Fu Sha does not think that he has any need to rest, but it is not very good to see him, thinking that people are running around for thousands of miles, it is too shameless to drive people, it is silent.

Xuanyuan Yun also left, this is a real walk, her father returned to the country, she did not dare not go back, before the trip, tears and want to come to see Zongyue, Meng Fu shakes that day, the Golden Temple is faintly returned after the contest, also I don’t know how the two talked. I thought that the underground party had already picked up the upper slogan and let her go in. As a result, the drug 圃 辕 辕 辕 rhyme was smashed back by a group of Zong Yue’s recently tested poison bee, and Meng Fu Sha The soup of the night, the color shape and smell are infinitely close to a certain human excrement, stinking.

Zong Yue is the same as the old one. The "A Yue Brother" excites his eyes and pains when he is called out at the beginning. Then he seems to have no wind. His mind is like a distant village in the middle of the night. The neon lights seem to be clear and warm, but far away.

After a few days of recuperation, she received a banquet for the war Nancheng. Before her departure, her grandson Sun Wuji reminded her: "Zhan Nancheng really intends to invite you. I teach you good performances such as art of war, but political affairs do not need to be proficient. What Wang Nancheng needs is a courageous and wise man who can be surrounded by wisdom. He is not a man of civil and military talents. You should not be too overdone." After that, he stuffed something for her, saying: "If something happens Let you be angry but can't fight back, you open it again."

Do you want to make a good idea? Meng Fu shakes his nose: "I will have 'very angry and can't fight back' in this life?" Having said that, it should be, and asked for an invitation and Yalanzhu to go to the feast, and meet the car in front of the palace. Passing by, the side of the car was accompanied by a Scorpio official. The carriage stopped when she passed her. A pale and thin teenager poked her head and said hello: "I was originally General Meng, went to the feast?"

Meng Fu shook his head, and smiled at the politeness of the four princes of Shangfeng. The long-term Sun Wuji "goed away". Did the brothers and sisters still leave? Looking at the appearance of this weak chicken, I still don't know her evil lotus flower? What about rotten lotus? In these days, 80% of the people are hiding in the house and crying?

When I thought of Cao Cao Cao Cao, the carriage curtain suddenly disappeared, and Folian’s half face was hidden behind the carriage. She smiled and said to her: “Meng General, it’s so good.”

She smiles still sacred, sultry and peaceful, and is still the kind of elegance that is similar to the long-lostness of the Sun.

Meng Fu shook her, "squeaky", a cold air from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

Is she laughing? She is actually laughing? Is she actually laughing at her?

Damn, she has never been convinced of this woman in her life, and now she is convinced of Feng Jingfan!

A woman, who has been smashed like this, can still be quiet, but she can still laugh at the person who is yelling at her. It’s incredible. Did she really hurt the wrong person that day? Or is the rotten lotus suffering from intermittent amnesia? Or will her brain automatically clear the screen and delete all the discordant words?

However, the next sentence of Rotten Lotus completely shattered her fantasies. Meng Fu shook the words and even felt that it was black. How can anyone in this world be so powerful wow...

Folian smiled and said: "Meng General's injury can be better? Net Fan is thinking, that day the Net Fan is really rude, knowing that the general is seriously injured, but also entangled with the generals to invite banquets, resentment to the army to blame me."

Feng Sihuangzi smiled and said: "Mr. Meng is a little misunderstood to his sister. In the banquet, the sister is more than a general, and the general is now a world-famous hero. He can be a glass of wine."

Affordable, you can afford it, you probably think that the wine of your family is honored to me, but I am afraid of drinking a bad stomach... Meng Fu shakes his sleeves, licks his lips, coughs, and says: "The serious injury has not healed, I dare not accept it, thank you, thank you."

The two also invited attentively: "How is the carriage spacious and the same as the car? Since the general has not recovered, the horse is afraid of being tired."

"I am born with a bone, I can't sit in a noble car. When I sit, I will kill the four souls and the four organs will not adjust the seven dirty smoke..." Meng Fu shakes his lips and reaches for a hand: "Please, please."

The two people were perfect and polite before they left. Meng Fu shook his sleeves and stiffened his neck. On the side of Yalanzhudao: "Beads, let me know, is it still alive?"

Yalanzhu’s eyes are straight, and the air is like a gossip: “I still expect you to come and marry me. I haven’t returned to the soul yet.”

The two men turned their heads, looking at each other, half-baked Yalanzhudao: "Talent, talent wow... Meng Fu shakes you to give people shoes, I don't think it is enough."

Meng Fu shakes the gang, said: "Beads, you see the people that are called princesses. Compared with others, you are the aunt who has a lot of money in the market."

"Yeah," said Yalanzhu. "A noble princess, a solid princess with a cheeky face and a wall. I am really ashamed to be with her."

"That grade is not bad. It's not normal. No, I will be self-defeating when I sit with her." Meng Fu shakes quickly and makes a horse's head. He said: "Beads, trouble you, on behalf of me and war Nancheng." Said that I had a diarrhea, I went back and pulled it slowly."

"I also want to diarrhea, I will not diarrhea and wait to see her, I will diarrhea, together." Yalanzhu followed the dial.

Unfortunately, it is already late.

The two teams greeted them, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites personally came to meet with the insiders. They had already seen Meng Fu shake Yalanzhu. They saw that the two men actually turned their horses in front of the palace gate and quickly pulled forward. Some of them said that these people’s duties are Body, Meng Fu shake insisted that it is difficult to go, but in desperation had to follow.

She sat swaying and sitting on the horse, comforting Yalanzhu: "Beads, I was accidentally detained by a banquet, and I couldn’t see my ears."

Yalanzhu sighed and replied: "I knew I would go back to my stomach..."

Into the Wude Hall of the banquet, the Emperor of the Scorpio, the military commander, and the princes and sects of the sects of the countries that have stayed in the capital of the capital, have already gathered together, seeing her all smile, and the Buddha is sitting on the third left, see her. Come in, raise a smile, Meng Fu shakes her face, half a sigh, take a breath, and smile.

Since you are not shy, since you are not dying, then change the way.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites whispered to her advanced inner hall, saying that he had invited General Meng’s inner hall for a while. Meng Fu shook his eyes and knew that the theme had come. He quickly went in with him. It was really a battle for Nancheng. The strange thing was that there was no war north. Meng Fu shook the ceremony, and when the war Nan Nan said a few gossips, he asked: "Meng General is in the high-ranking official Gao Juxian, and the young man is famous for moving the seven countries. It is really admirable."

Meng Fu shook the cup, slowed down, letting his lips pass a touch of invisible bitter smile, and then answered: "Your Majesty has won the award, but it is a virtual title in the district. It is nothing."

The war Nan Cheng blinked and smiled: "The noble duty is reserved, and the idle people can't have it."

"That is, that is." Meng Fu shook the tea pot and perfunctory.

"But then," said Nan Nancheng, smiling: "When you are young, you will read the book. Every time you go to the predecessor, you will want to cover up. I want the man to be alive. If the manure is as hard as iron, he will be tempered by Yu Yu. It’s so fascinating that it’s the best of the world, or the battlefield, or the two armies, the enemy’s head. What a pity, but it’s a pity that it’s a sneak peek at the silent deep palace, which is really boring.”

"His majesty, there are countless crickets under the royal squad will drive for you. For those who will be better than the singer, who can compare with the squat?" Meng Fu smirked and sighed.

"The general is proud of the spring breeze, but why sigh?"

"Let's say a word, and draft a folk sorrowful thought." Meng Fu sighed: "The grass people are not good at poetry since childhood, only love the martial arts, but also feel that the world's men should be like this, learn to write martial arts, sell it to the emperor's family, do the head The wine glass, drink the blood of the enemy," Meng Fu shakes his knees, looks up, sighs with a sigh: "Don't live this life!"

"Meng Mengjun said with a smile," said Zheng Nancheng. "Now you are not among the ranks of the three martial arts martial arts, and you will become famous. Who is disrespectful in the world?"

"Grassmen can retreat to remove the robes, change their armor, and go to the three thousand miles of the sand field outside the Sai, and fight with the individual, and the white knife goes into the red knife, it is so happy!"

Meng Fu shook and laughed, and smiled half of the "squeaky" sound, and quickly sat down and asked for sin: "The grass people are rude."

"No problem, I like you like a cool guy." War Nan Cheng smiles, personally lifted her: "True temperament, bloody!"

After a long time, he finally asked the topic: "Look at the generals of Meng, the brows are often locked, and the depression is not happy. Could it be... What is wrong?"

"Can you have any disappointment? But it is awkward and uncomfortable!" Meng Fu shook his thigh, and his body said: "The truth and the majesty said that the grass-roots from the time when the Lao Shizi was a general, he still felt that he had entered the camp to kill the day. The most happy, now I draw a circle of pens every day, and come and talk to a group of officials and drink wine, what do you mean!"

"The Promise Prince is very fond of the generals. The promotion of different days is just around the corner. The generals have no limit on the future. How can they give up this way?"

Meng Fu shakes his eyebrows, no words, and wars Nan Cheng repeatedly asks, she is very difficult, swallowed and said: "Princes pet... I don't even want to go to the knife... It's hard to be awkward... I am a man..."

She said that she was swallowing up, and the warfare Nancheng heard the gaze, and the news in her heart confirmed that she would stop asking, but slowly laughed.

He is more intimate in greeting Meng Fu to sit closer and ask: "Meng General is good at the art of war, can you ask for the next step?"

"You are polite, the grass people only know a little bit," Meng Fu shakes over, fluently pointed on the sand table that has already been prepared: "...coordinated combat, step by step, relying on hills, forests, obstacles, grass and trees Ground, if the terrain is unfavorable, you must dig trenches. The cavalry will be divided into reserve teams and combat teams. The rounds will be blown out. If the enemy side strikes me on both sides, if the enemy slams me to round the array, the archers should be on the flank of each team. The outer layer, according to the echelon, this method does not hurt itself, the rear cavalry is also easy to backlash..."

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After half an hour, Meng Fu swayed, and the emperor personally accompanied the inner temple. The war was south and the spring breeze, holding Meng Fu’s hand, almost personally sent her to the seat. Meng Fu’s hard bite was tolerate again. Forbearance, I resisted the urge to take him to his home.

When they came out, they also opened a feast, but it was Luo Lizhen’s royal richness. Meng Fu shook his head and ate it. He refused to look at the rotten lotus flower diagonally opposite. Unfortunately, she ignored her family and refused to let her go. The feast was half. Folian pulled the sleeves of the four princes of Lafeng, accompanied by him, and personally picked up the wine glass and smiled. "This palace has always been the most admired hero, Zhenwu Kui, the first general of Meng, it must be respected."

Everyone turned around and smiled and said: "Meng General is very blessed, and the wine of Princess Folian is not what the idlers can drink."

Yes, whoever gets the drink, whoever drinks it, who is drunk, Meng Fu shakes up and takes the glass, laughing more than her: "Yes, the name of the holy Buddha is famous in the seven countries, I am a thick How do you drink the princess wine?"

She held the cup, did not drink, turned the glass in her hand, and half-side facing the crowd, smiled and said: "There are people who think that the princess is really good, so I love you in the next cup, but in fact, there is a side with the princess. The fate is half a decent person, and it is really a blessing to say."

She said that everyone has come to the interest and said: "I don't want Meng and the Princess Folian to meet each other? But when and where?"

"In the Promise of Mount Pinnacle," Meng Fu shook. "At that time, the princess encountered a strong team, and the guards were invincible. They just passed by, and the little one helped." Meng Fu shook his humility: "The one side is really under the hood." deep impression."

"It turned out to be a hero to save the beauty." Someone laughed at the interface. "Meng General will not sell it. Everyone is waiting to listen."

"In fact, there is nothing. The princess's guard is naturally heroic. The robbers are naturally fierce. All the beautiful people in distress bridges are identical. Only the humanity that is displayed during this period is the surprise of the cow's fork." Meng Fu Sha Smile, "The princess's temperament is calm, and the Buddha is really sincere. At that time, the blood splashed, the carriage fell, the guards fell one by one in front of the carriage, the princess took the carriage inside, calmly calm, and timely chanted for the guards, died one Over one, die one over one..."

Everyone listened to this, and when they heard nothing, they heard the endless aftertaste. The people in the temple were all outstanding. They couldn’t understand even a few words. They gradually couldn’t laugh out. The hand, shaking.

Meng Fu Sha has never stopped, and continues: "The guards died in time, the princess was more timely, and the sorrowful souls who believed in the loyalty of the lord, who had not yet had time to go to the local government, were sent to the princess by the unparalleled speed. Heaven is paradise, screaming, playing as a princess guard, dying in front of the princess, it is a blessing that cannot be repaired for a few lifetimes. At the very least, the money of a ritual is exempted."

The temple was silent, and even the chopsticks were not heard. I only heard that Meng Fu shook a man in a rhetoric. He praised the sacredness, nobleness, and loyalty of Feng Fengfan’s guards who died in the front.

"What is even more rare is that on that day, I finally saw the true life of the people, and Mahayana fraternity." Meng Fu shook the road. "Before I saw it, some guards were desperately trying to stop the robbers from invading the princess before they guarded the carriage. This guard After being killed by a robber, he saw it at the time. He was immediately excited by the robbers. He slashed the arm of the robber and killed him. The arm fell in front of the princess. The princess treated the same and corrected his arm. With the **** corpse, together with the super..."

"puff……"

Yalanzhu Huo squirted the dish in the mouth, and everyone saw her in the blink of an eye, and quickly waved: "Continue, continue, wonderful, wonderful, really worship, just don't know the **** guard, and the arm ascends to heaven at the same time." What would it feel like?"

Folian held the glass and stood there quietly. She kept her eyelashes and said nothing. She couldn’t find her sleeves shaking slightly. Zhang opened his mouth and angered: "Meng Fu shakes what you are talking about!"

"I am saying that the princess's holy devoutness is calm and noble." Meng Fu shakes him innocently. "The Princess of Folian is born with lotus, and the name is spread throughout the seven countries. There must be some actual and personal experience of the glorious deeds for people to circulate. Only to give us these bold people to worship further."

"you……"

"For the princess's famous name, I will die in the next ten thousand." Meng Fu shakes and laughs at the Fengsi Emperor. "His Royal Highness, do you think what I said is not what you want?"

Not waiting for Feng Si to answer, she turned and sighed to the Buddha. She sighed with sorrow: "After this, I have realized something in the next step. I feel that compared with the princess, it is really too calm and too much. Instigation, finally understand the true meaning of holy compassion, do not have to distinguish between good and bad, do not have to be loyal, do not care about right and wrong - just super-excellent."

She laughed, took a few steps, stood opposite the Buddha, and her voice was straight.

"After going back that day, I was very impressed. I couldn’t sleep at night. I was in the middle of the night, and I was a self-proclaimed couple. I don’t know if the princess can listen to it. It’s also written for your guard.”

Folian was silent, raised her eyes, and greeted Meng Fu’s smoldering eyes. Her eyes were stunned and she was a little bit faint. The glory was vague and clear, but she was as deep as the sky before the rain, heavy and bright. With the sharpness of the needle-like and the flame-like glamour, Meng Fu shook his eyes.

Meng Fu shakes her heart, and smiles at her. If she says that the eyes of the Buddha are poisonous needles, her eyes are the knife with the power. The two of them look at each other and they feel that the other side’s eyes are sparkling and bright. .

She did not answer, Meng Fu Sha did not wait for her answer, raised the glass, the voice is clear, one word:

"If you are desperate, I will be self-sufficient, and I will be a good friend, and I will go up to heaven."

"Horizontal, lotus holy"!

"Good! Good! The reality is perfect in the completion of the work, the words are compassionate and wonderful!" The only applause is Yalanzhu. She smiles and slaps the little scorpion, and the crisp applause echoes in the quiet and fearful temple. "Meng Generals Wizards The princess is a wizard!"

Everyone plunged their eyes and stared at the banquet in front of them. God knows when these two people will end up with hatreds. Meng Fu Sha even in such a place where the nobles of the seven countries gathered together, humiliating the Princess of Buddhism in public, they are not afraid of the future of the country. Revenge?

They looked at the back of the Buddha and couldn't see her look. How would this princess who is famous for the seven countries, who is known for his generosity, treat this sudden humiliation?

Only Meng Fu Sha saw her look.

Folian was laughing.

Her calm, innocent smile, with a voice that only two people heard, said: "Meng Fu shakes, this palace comes to toast, not to humiliate you."

"You are trying to harm me." Meng Fuyao also smiled and replied, "You certainly will not be stupid to poison the wine, but your uninformed brother has good things..." She laughs The more you are, the more you say, "You are so polite, so you will persuade the wine, so many people support you to help you out. I don't want to tear my face and I have to drink it, but I want to think about it, compared with your face, my life. It’s 10,000 times important, then I have to grieve you.”

She took a step back and raised the glass of wine. The voice improved: "There is a princess who has a passion for the enemy's corpse, and she does not dare to marry the princess. Only a glass of wine is offered, and those who defend the princess are killed. We."

She abruptly slammed the wine on the ground.

The clear wine was silently spread out on the golden brick floor, and slowly flowed to the Buddha's skirt in the silent eyes of the crowd. She stood silent, and seemed to be numb to avoid it. Fenghuang’s emperor Zhang Huang looked at Meng Fu’s resentment. I looked at Folian again and stretched her hand: "Sister, let's go back."

Folian suddenly laughed. She slammed her sleeves and opened her brother's hand. She leaned her head slightly and returned to her seat with one hand. She always had a straight back, and her grace and dignity did not change. "The Palace really does not understand what General Meng is saying. This is a weak woman who will not be martial arts. If the enemy is strong, what is it to do, besides being scared and afraid of screaming for the Buddha's blessing, what can I do? The guards fight for death, the palace hates Can not be replaced by the body, but the situation, the palace rushed to the rush, but they must let them pay attention to me, more involved, as for the enemy arm ..." She picked up her eyes, turned back and faint Meng Meng Fu Shake: "Meng The general believes that a woman who does not have martial arts can separate her friends from the broken limbs of the flying wings?"

She is gentle, graceful, and does not care about laughing: "However, no matter what, it is rare for the generals of Meng to be sympathetic to the death of the palace, and the court thanked them."

Meng Fu sneered, but he has not yet opened the Buddha. He said: "This palace just doesn't understand, where did General Meng's anger come from? It is said that this palace and General Meng will be a monarch in the future. Why bother to be so ruthless, aggressive? Is it true that rumors say that General Meng... because of hate?"

Meng Fu Sha is drinking water, squirting out, and hurriedly looked up at her, glutinous rice? One palace and minister? What she meant was that she would be the Promise Queen, and her own Promise General would be her minister sooner or later? What is the meaning of the sentence because of hate? Seeing her true gender, is it just a rumor that "Mr. Meng and the Promise Prince have the shackles of Longyang?" Regardless of the former, she is above this golden temple, and the high-ranking nobles of the seven countries talked about this, and she was mad at herself.

At this time, everyone’s "squeaky" sound was an unexpected shock, not only because of the sudden sharpness of the Buddha’s word front, but also the last sentence. They certainly couldn’t think of the gender of Meng Fu’s shake, only that – the Promise The fiance's fiancee, in fact, unveiled the prince's broken sleeve privately? The Promise Prince has not been married for many years. Is it really because he likes male style?

Meng Fu shakes there, staring at the shameless woman who is quite honest. She suddenly understands what the saying of "There is no anger and can't fight back" by the great-grandfather of the great-grandfather. He is sure that he will leave after he leaves. Will die, 80% will still blame him for not looking for opportunities to make public opinion, when she is in front of the Seven Kingdoms