Su Meng jumped down from the tree, threw herself and hugged Song Qingzhi tightly, Song Qingzhi wrapped his arms around Su Meng, his lips bloomed with boundless grandeur, and he quipped, "Dao Chang dares to admit it?"

"Yes, I admit it. Count you ruthless. Su Meng's tears wiped Song Qingzhi's neck. He buried his head deep in Song Qingzhi's shoulder, "Say some heart-wrenching words." ”

"Oh, yes? Song Qing hugged Su Meng tightly and felt the hot tears, representing Xi Miao's real life, the cold winter heart, and the warmth of spring in life, which is really good.

"You're Gu Xiyao. Master Purifying asked affirmatively

"In my previous life, I was, and now I am a Taoist Su Meng. Su Meng was lying on the ground and hugged the little meat ball on his body, "He is still a Taoist who raises milk babies." "There is nowhere to say sadness.

"Crane must have guessed, you can still be so calm?"

"He has no evidence, if I escape, I will sit on the throne I am Gu Xiyao, believe it or not, he is now waiting for the rabbit at the foot of the mountain, even if I run away, will he not take advantage of his position to arrest me with the power of the world, there will be a brave man under the heavy reward, I can't escape at all, the bad is that he is in the criminal department. "Su Meng's squeaky little meat dumplings" watched the changes and waited for the opportunity to move. ”

Master Purity shook his head, "I've never heard you mention it. ”

"The crime of bullying the king, the less people know about it, the better, the old monk, my life is my own, I can do it, you are either vulgar, or continue to be an admirable monk. The cycle of cause and effect has its own definite number. It is not manpower that can be turned. ”

"You go to the main hall, there is a sticker under Gu Xiyao's ever-bright lamp, which is probably written to you by Heyan. Master Jingjing told Su Meng.

"Can't go, at least not now. Su Meng looked at Liang Ding, "With his strength, he will definitely be able to calculate, if I were Gu Xiyao, what would you say to me, so I was just Su Meng, a Daoist from Youfang." ”

Master Jingyu sighed: "Only from the heart can you be at ease." ”

"I'm just thinking about Lord Song's methods from my heart now, in order to survive. Old monk, you see that he has hatred in his heart. "He didn't dare to look at it.

"No, but I feel that the crane has returned. In the past, although he was a living person, he had no nostalgia for the world, and he may have lived only to miss one person, proving that one person had really existed. ”

"Don't talk about it. Su Meng couldn't breathe in her heart, "I'm already over him." ”

Master Purification sneered: "Sure enough, he is a ruthless person he taught." "Throw your sleeves away.

"Master, what are you angry about? Something wrong with me. Su Meng sat up and asked loudly.

"The dust is broken and continuous, and it is impossible to do it, how can it be said by one person. If you really let go, you should make it clear with the crane. This side is the responsibility of a seven-foot man, your master escaped and fled, and you also covered your ears and stole the bell like this. That is, knowing that cause and effect have a definite number, how can you not dare to face reality. Master Pure Reprimanded mercilessly.

"I'm ashamed. Su Meng lowered his head, "He has been doing it all these years... I... Ignorance... How to return him. "It's that he's not a brother enough.

"With the character of a crane, what will you want to pay, and what can you afford. "Unintentional but a deep brotherhood, it is the sharpest knife, hurting people but not knowing it. Su Meng didn't understand Heyan's feelings for him at all, "You get out of here for me, don't come back before dinner." ”

Su Meng frowned, "It's cloudy." Picked up the small meat dumpling and wrapped it in Song Qingzhi's cloak, opened the door and went out.

Su Meng hugged the altar of wine, lying on the old plum tree, the red plum was like fire, the eyebrows were picturesque, Su Meng drank the stuffy wine, and he was caught off guard and Song Qingzhi was unexpected, they should not be so reunited, but the world is unpredictable, he doesn't know where to start and how to start, I'm afraid that he can't finish it for a few days and nights.

The past is gone, so why bother to hold Song Qing under the dangerous wall, the past has already been concluded with Gu Xiyao's death.

The cloak was stained with the smell of Song Qingzhi, clear and cold, Su Meng stroked the cloak, and after a long time, I didn't want to embrace each other as enthusiastically as before.

"Dao Chief, is the wine delicious?" Song Qing, who was in white, stood under the plum tree, raised his head and smiled gently.

"Lord Song, just taste it. Su Meng stretched out his hand from the plum blossoms and handed it to Song Qingzhi.

Song Qingzhi took it, raised his head and took a sip, with a bright smile on his lips, "The taste of reunion of old friends, what does the Taoist think?"

"Naturally, I will repay my life to thank Lord Xie for my life. Su Meng's eyes were clear, containing the light of the stars and the moon, and he was open.

"Lord Song mistakenly thinks that the poor road is someone else, Lord Song's 117-character life, and the poor road is three times repaid.

Poor Dao was born without a father and mother and was abandoned in the wilderness, and his birth date was indefinite, thinking that it was the crime of stealing life from Miss He's family, or the orphan of grievances and vendettas.

The grass house covers the body, every rain will leak, all day long with the beasts of the mountains and forests as a companion, do not understand the text and ink, draw talismans with ghosts, practice martial arts to strengthen the body, young and stubborn, lead the master to repeatedly stick to the body, to this day is still mediocre qualifications, only the skin can be proud of ordinary people. Seeing the crown prince Song, even this skin is ashamed of himself.

At the beginning of the age of ten, he went down the mountain and wandered the world with his master, sleeping in the open air, living in no fixed place, and not having enough food for a long time, but he was fortunate to have seen thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

In the past fifteen years, go up the high mountains into Pingchuan, cross the river and look at the ocean and sigh, see the unpredictable wind and rain when the stars turn to the stars, know the cold and warm in the world, the life and death of the audience, go through the customs of all parties, know the rites of marriage, life and burial in various places, appreciate the beauty of the Qinglou in the world, gamble all over the square to win less and lose more, make friends with like-minded treacherous and evil and are also familiar with decent roles, Yu Huanyang was involved in the disaster of no reason, and Xie Song escaped by impartially enforcing the law. When he met a prostitute, he got a son and went to the White Horse Temple to visit his father, Master Changjing.

What you want in this life, you can die at night. Lord Song is still satisfied. ”

If it is said that the Song family Song Qing is literary and eloquent, there is also a Gu family who is talking nonsense to frighten the ghosts.

"Very good. Song Qing held the entrance of the tea, "The life of the Taoist chief has been full of ups and downs, all wonderful." ”

"How can you be more knowledgeable than Lord Song, and see through all the ways in the world. ”

"I privately think that I don't have the evidence to expose the Fa-rectification for the biggest ghost, but the future is long, and the future is promising. ”

Song Qingzhi smiled like snow melting, and a room like Lan Kai, "The red clothes and the Taoist complement each other, and they forget the vulgar." ”

"False praise, Lord Song is the pearl of the world, as bright as the moon, and he doesn't dare to make a mistake. Su Meng's elbow propped up backwards, "The emperor is an outstanding person, and he also looks forward to the Song Dynasty, and the family heirs are endless." ”

"The chief of the Cheng Dao is auspicious. Song Qingzhi thanked him, "It's getting late, the child's birthday is written, and he will bother him another day." ”

The Taoist wrote with his left hand. Song Qingzhi accepted the eight characters of his birthday

Su Meng hooked her lips and smiled, "This is also guilty." ”

"No, talented, Master farewell. Song Qingzhi and the crown prince got up and went out.

"Lord Song's clothes. Su Meng handed over the cloak

Song Qingzhi turned around and smiled secretly, "The rivers and lakes are even more difficult, so send them to the Taoist chief to avoid the cold." ”

"Nothing. Song Qingzhi raised his eyes to look at Su Meng, his eyes flowed, and his tone was as cold as porcelain.

Su Meng saw Song Qingzhi's appearance clearly, his hands were clenched into fists, the green tendons were protruding and hidden in his sleeves, his heart was full of mixed tastes, and the pain was unspeakable, although this person was different, it was not far away.

Heaven and earth are far away, time is stagnant, looking at each other, it seems to be affectionate, all of them are a hundred turns...

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