The Anarchic Consort

"Abbot, abbot, you don't want to be impulsive!" Xiao Shami saw the situation wrong, immediately reached out and hugged the apron's trousers!

"Let the Laozi!" The abbot presided over the rudeness of the sleeves, and the arrogance on the face was half-pointed in front of the fairy rhyme: "I don't want to beat this stinky boy's fart today, Laozi will not surname!"

The Baili Jiajue chuckled and his face was indifferent: "You are not a surname."

boom!

The abbot presided over the temple, and the whole person was blown up!

Sun Gonggong desperately blocked the front, holding the dust to persuade: "The master is angry, angry!" After he finished, he would cry, and his heart, you should not be a master of the singer, you are not mad at you. Is it vomiting blood?

The young family and the young masters in the back have seen their stupid eyes. Is this really the most respected master of Lingyin Temple? It is really not like it!

Helen Weiwei did not feel any accidents. Her master and elders were also like this. They usually looked like fairy tales. As soon as they heard the words of the three emperors, they absolutely loved and hated.

It can be seen how much of a highness can pull hatred. This war dragon empire is also estimated to find a second prince like him.

"The abbot, Su Zhai, who is on the other side of the emperor, is waiting to open. When you finish using the vegetarian meal, you are not too late to discuss with the three halls." Let's go first, my loved ones, and then go on, the image of our temple is gone. !

The abbot host took a deep breath and licked his own embarrassment. When everyone returned to God, he had already restored the four-seven-sounding graceful posture, and the speed of changing his face made Helen Weiwei particularly lamented. Putting it in modern is also a level of the film.

The Bailijiajue still did not change the indifference on his face. It was like the words of the old man. He did not care about it at all.

The abbot presided over the pickpocket, and thought that there was still a night to play, and then slowed down the tone: "Please come with the old lady, the dinner of the female donors are set in the west side of the wing, the male donors are The wing room on the east side."

I heard that there was a son who was boring and screaming: "I thought it was a man and a woman, it was really boring."

"Do not worry, wait for the pavilion at night, and some are opportunities."

Several sons met and smiled, looking over the woman who was out of the pick, shaking the paper folding fan in his hand, and then proceeded to the east side of the wing with the abbot.

Miss Shijia had long anticipated this situation. Although they all came to the age of the cabinet, they also had the object of admiration in their hearts. Even today, the heartbeat is a little faster, but in ancient times, the most important thing is the reputation, the abbot The arrangement is exactly what they want, just as the mother taught them, the more they let the men touch, the more they mourn.

"The female donors are here." The little shaman who led the road folded his hands and made a beggar.

The lady named Liang looked at the wing of the room and slightly wrinkled her eyebrows: "Is the place so small?"

The pace of Xiaoya’s departure was paused, and he smiled shallowly: “The temple is simple, and the female donor is also forgiven.”

Miss Liang Jia still wants to say something.

There was a slightly deep voice on the other side: "Oh, it seems that Liang Aiqing’s love girl is not satisfied with the arrangement of the temple."

It turned out to be the Emperor Taizhuang who had already used up the vegetarian, and he followed several assistant ministers and ... son-in-law.

Too familiar figure, let Helen Weiwei's fingers smashed one after another.

The figure stood in the accompanying son-in-law, a pure white dark embroidered lotus dress with a peaceful jade pendant on the chest, a long hair rolled up into a flower, a hand turning a crystal clear bead, and a hand on the arm of the arm. I walked slowly toward this side, and the beauty of the face was very good. It was already in her thirties. It looked like she was only in her early twenties. In that year, she was relying on such a delicate appearance. , captured the heart of his dregs.

Su Yanmo!

The name she will never forget in her life.

At that time, the mother was already limited, the chest was vomiting, and the body was not as good as one day, but the person was still dignified, even if it was ill, it never fell in front of Su Yanmo.

Until I felt that I couldn’t do it, I asked Helian Guangyao to ask for a wide-ranging daughter in her relationship with her husband for more than a decade.

Her mother never asked for a person, but she went to the temporary time and asked for her once.

Helen Weiwei had forgotten what was the scene at the time, and the memory seemed to be stimulated by something and became a bit fuzzy.

She only remembers that the woman came to the partial room with her beggar, taunting her mother in a word: "Sister, don't be stupid, do you think that you can support it like this, you are better than me and then have talents and How, your husband is not the last one to choose me, so say, this person has his own life, don’t fight with the sky, wait until the end, it is also you who suffer..."

Helen Weiwei closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened his eyes, the pupils had already become a clear-cut.

It’s ridiculous to think about it. When the Su family made her mother’s rudeness outside, she didn’t want to think about what she had done with her family. She had no children and had a child with her husband!

The family is broken and the people are mad.

Such a great hatred, through now, she finally saw the culprit of all this!

Helen Weiwei slowly released his hand, converges on the suffocating gas, and restores the appearance of the wind and the light.

Only the minister of the surname Liang, when he heard the words of the Emperor, immediately changed his face and followed him on the ground, anxiously explaining: "The young girl is young, has no mouth, and asks the emperor to redeem!"

"Hey." Taishanghuang smiled and waved his hand. It looked very amiable. There was no anger, but the next sentence was said, but Miss Liang Jia also changed her face: "If you are not satisfied, even if you go down the mountain, Where is the crime not guilty, Liang Aiqing said it."

Liang Dachen wiped the sweat on his forehead and didn't dare to get up: "Yes, what you said is."

"In the temple, it is still quite clean." After the Emperor Taishang said this sentence, he took the ministers and went on. There is no point in making the surname Liang rise.

Miss Liang Jia was covered, and she really couldn’t think of it because of her own words, she would fall into this field.

Is this the legendary emperor?

She did not understand, and did not mean that the accompanying ministers did not understand.

During this time, Liang Jia was too favored, and he was over-respected and always arrogant. The Emperor was not like the emperor, and his heart was bright. This time, on the Lingyin Temple, in addition to praying, he took the opportunity to look at these people. The character of Yan Xiu, since the first one is Miss Liang, then he must be pressed.

Other people in the province have moved their minds...