The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 271 Aquaman Escape From Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 161

   "What are those two kids doing?! Are they drinking again!"

   The old monk in his white washed monk's uniform rushed over and took the wine from Meng Tangan's hand fiercely: "Confiscated!"

   Meng Tangan silently looked at the wine gourd hanging on his waist: "Your words are not convincing at all."

   Yingming, who had affected Chiyu, swears sadly: "I really didn't drink."

   Of course, in the end, he could not escape the fate of being punished for copying Buddhist scriptures a hundred times.

"Look now, why don't you share the spoils with me sooner?" Meng Tang lay on the table reluctantly, biting the pen, with a red mark on half of her fair cheeks, with a little childishness and tears, really Copying while crying, "My hair is going to be bald."

   Sixth Senior Sister hugged her: "Master loves you the most. You copied it twice and fooled it. When did Master really pursue it?"

   Meng Tangan leaned sticky against her senior sister's arms and posted: "Senior sister loves me the most, I like senior sister the most."

  Should be clear: "..."

   Is it always him who gets hurt?

  Then he goes?

   Third Senior Brother also helped her to copy together, and was very satisfied with his handwriting: "Very good, the imitation is one step closer."

   There was also a senior brother eating melon seeds next to him, and said quietly: "Xiao Tangan, what is the taste of this wine, I don't have a long memory every time."

   "Food is also sex." Meng Tangan said deeply, "Human feelings."

   "There are a bunch of crooked truths every day." Ying Ming rolled his eyes.

   Meng Tangan made a face at him.

   The health pot is lying on the tea table, when it is an ordinary pot, lying dead and pretending to be dead, there is no love for life.

Outside the window lattice, it is the bright sunshine of September, surrounded by a group of people, a slender figure slumps lazily in front of the desk, three thousand blue silk like a waterfall, tied with a white headband, and a white skirt spread on the ground, Like a sea of ​​flowers and clouds, fairy spirit flutters.

She was holding her cheeks, and there were scrolls of Buddhist scriptures scattered on the table. Halfway through the writing, she was thrown by the owner. Her eyelashes were curled and drooping. The peach blossom eyes were clean and affectionate. Incredible, almost innocent and pure.

   boredly pointed his fingertips, playing with the black bone whistle hanging from his neckline.

   This was the only thing on Meng Tang'an when she was found from the lower reaches of the Shangqing River.

  Bone whistle?

   Does she like to whistle?

   "Should we do a big job?" She couldn't figure it out, and she stopped thinking about it, eager to try, as if she could turn into a butterfly and fly out in the next second.

   "What are you doing?" Ying Ming stared at her vigilantly.

   "We sneaked down the mountain and amazed everyone!"

   "You're dreaming!!"

   This time, everyone rejected her harshly and gave various reasons. In short, the core meaning was no.

   "I really just want to see what the mountain looks like."

   "Master won't let you go down the mountain, just die."

  Meng Tangan also thought about the temperament of being one, so he forgot about it in a blink of an eye, his eyes fell on the yard, and his voice was soft and soft: "Let's plant peach trees."

   "Huh?" Senior Sister looked out, "Why do you want to plant peach trees?"

   "There is no reason for her to do things, and she can be happy wherever she is."

   "Little Junior Sister can do whatever she wants, Senior Brother is going to dig a hole now?"

  Meng Tangan was quiet for a while, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the bone whistle that fell on his neckline, his eyes were clean and quiet, and he looked at the ginkgo tree in the courtyard with a bit of daze.

   "I just feel that next year's peach wine will be delicious..."

  The old man stared outside for a while, drank the wine that Meng Tangan finally got, and walked down the mountain swayingly humming a little song.

   "Master." The senior brother said warmly, "Will the missing person notice at the foot of the mountain be torn up?"

   The missing person notices about Meng Tangan are posted all over the world, day after day.

   "Tear it up quickly, what are you doing with those?"

  The old man waved his hand: "This stinky girl wants to run down the mountain all day long, what's good down the mountain, you show me!"

   Little Junior Sister was brought back by Master not long ago. At that time, she was dying, and she was rescued with great difficulty. She was born beautiful, strange, and could do everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

   is even more - Xu Beihou's fiancee.

   She is the best at coaxing people, and her talents are rare in the world. The brothers and sisters in the temple and even the elders are rare, and she loves her and forgets everything, pampering her like a child.

  It's just...I heard that the arrogant and noble Xu Beihou went crazy looking for someone. With such a big movement, my brother was really worried that he would make trouble in the temple someday.

   The old monk drank wine and walked down the mountain: "God has arranged the greatest thing. Some people have no fate, and they will miss it in this life."

   "Go back, remember to ask that girl to buy Su Ji's wine next time, it's delicious!"

  …

   Two hundred thousand troops arrived at the frontier day and night.

"Xie Xun!" The joyful voice sounded, and Pei Haofan came out of the tent. During the years in the wind and sun on the frontier, he has aged a lot. His face is resolute, his temples are gray, and he can see the traces of the years. Perhaps he is not seriously injured. Yu's face was still a little weak, "I knew you would come!"

   He knew from the beginning.

  Is the golden lin a thing in the pool?

   Pei Haofan has a kindness to Xie Xun, he is his mentor, Xie Xun handed over: "Master."

   "Come in, all the soldiers are here, is everything okay in the capital?"

"all good."

   "What's wrong with your throat?" Old General Pei frowned.

   "I got hurt accidentally." Xie Xun said it lightly.

   "What's the matter? Is it okay?"

"Maybe."

   Old General Pei sighed deeply.

   He was not in the capital, but he heard a lot about it.

   Emperor Yan died and the new emperor ascended the throne. He could not return to Beijing in the frontier.

  The night Emperor Yan died, General Pei sat for a night.

   He didn't expect it to be so fast.

   Liang Xi must die after him.

  I think back then, they were also teenagers, and they settled the world together and made an appointment to watch the prosperous world together!

   Why did you just... break your promise?

   Old General Pei pulled away from his thoughts and looked at the sharp and thin profile faces of the people beside him. He was extremely determined in the yellow sand in the sky. He had the spirit of a young man and the calmness of a general.

   But he lost his wife in just a month.

   Pei Haofan moved his lips, but in the end said nothing and patted Xie Xun on the shoulder.

  Xie Xun's merits were all made on the battlefield.

   When the boy was fifteen or twenty, he won the horse riding on foot!

   Both modest and arrogant, naturally and the soldiers and soldiers, fighting together on the battlefield, drinking meat in the frontier, free and easy and at ease, like blood relatives.

  After a lapse of two years, Xie Xun finally came back, not only Old General Pei, but also millions of soldiers cheered.

The    war did not leave them any time to reminisce, and this first battle has begun!

   Old General Pei was ill, and he handed over the position of the main general to Xie Xun and participated in the battle as a deputy general.

   At this age, he should have been relieved and returned to the field, but the old man insisted on defeating Nanliang, and others had no choice.

   Xie Xun is now a master of a million, and he will settle Kyushu with one sword!

   Within a month, we swept four cities in Nanliang, and the good news came one after another!

   "So far, he has never been defeated, and he never disappoints." General Pei sighed with emotion.

  Sacred Supreme Joy, and the people are beaming with joy.

  October, even colder.

  Xie Xun led Beiyan's million troops to Suicheng in Nanliang.

   Wherever the iron cavalry went all the way, the soldiers of the Nanliang army threw away their helmets and armor, abandoned the city and fled.

   Soldiers are approaching the city.

  The man stood on the city wall, his pupils constricted.

   (end of this chapter)