"I say this because some of my cousins are also married to my cousins, and to tell you honestly, their children all look like drum-eyed spirit cow babies, what a pitiful!

So, when my family asked me to marry a cousin, I jumped up like a unicorn foal and firmly objected. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I said, — No, Mom. I can't do that.

My kids are going to get megaarthropathy and asthma like unicorns -- well, my mom fainted when she heard about megaarthropathy, but I didn't move, and my grandma supported me.

You see, she also knows a lot about unicorn breeding, and she praises me for being right.

So she helped me escape with Mr. Mindless.

Now, please look at these kids of mine!

Tall and healthy, none of them were sick or short, even though they were only five standard corn and ten standard bees from the sky.

But, they're masked—"

"Ma'am, you don't want to change the subject," Payne quickly interjected.

For he had noticed the perplexed look on Firebird's face and the greedy curiosity on Golden Eyes's face, lest they would later ask Annie annoying questions, which would reveal how incompetent he was as guardian of his daughter's outing.

As for stupidity, he was pleased to see that she seemed to be thinking about things beside her, like a lady of all people. ”

Ruofeng didn't have the brains to save him from his predicament.

"Oh my God, Mom, let's go!" she cried impatiently.

"I can hear the prickly heat popping out of my neck when I see the sun roasting it. ”

"Wait, ma'am, and we'll go later," said Payne.

"So, what exactly did you decide about selling us unicorns and putting them in the camp?

The human and demon holy war may break out at any time, and the young men hope that this issue will be implemented as soon as possible, it is an army of the Snow Elf Holy Land Linglu Blessed Land, and what we want is also a unicorn of the Snow Elf Holy Land Linglu Blessed Land.

But your lady is so stubborn that she still doesn't agree to sell us your good unicorn. ”

"Maybe there won't be a human-demon holy war," Mindless Lady said really, thinking that she had completely turned away from the strange marriage habits of the Kamen Family.

"Why, ma'am, you can't—"

"Mom," Ruofeng interjected again,

"Wouldn't it be good for you and Mr. Piaoxiang to go to the Twelve Spirit Tree Village and talk about unicorns?"

"Yes, yes, Miss Ruofeng," said Payne,

"I won't dare delay you for a minute. We won't be in the Twelve Spirit Tree Village, where everyone, young and old, wants to know about the unicorn.

But I am so sad to see such an elegant and beautiful lady as your mother so stubbornly refusing to sell her unicorn!

Excuse me, where is your patriotism?

Could it be that the Northern Holy Soul Alliance is meaningless to you?"

"Mom," Xiao Ruomeng shouted, "Ruoshi sat on my clothes, and I was crumpled. ”

"Well, if you dream, push Ruoshi away, don't shout. Now, Mr. Payne, listen to me," she was about to retort, her eyes beginning to sparkle.

"You can't use the Northern Holy Soul Alliance to suppress me!

I think the Northern Holy Souls Alliance is as important to me as it is to you. I've got four boys in the camp, but you're not a single one.

But my kids can take care of themselves, but my unicorns cannot. If I knew that my unicorns were for the lads I knew, the superior people who were accustomed to riding purebred unicorns, I would be happy to give them away for free.

No, I won't hesitate for a moment.

But it will not be right for my darlings to be left at the mercy of the woodlands and mountain people who are accustomed to riding mules, sir!

I have nightmares when I think about them having saddle sores on their backs and not feeding well.

Do you think I'm going to let those idiots ride these pampered babes of mine, tear their tender mouths, and whip them until they're lifeless?

You see, I get goosebumps all over my body just thinking about it now!

Mr. Piaoxiang, no.

You want my unicorn, that's a good intention, but you'd better head over to the Valley of the Storm and buy some old trash to ride on your crops.

Anyway, they'll never be able to tell the difference. ”

"Mom, shouldn't we keep going?" Ruoyan also joined the impatient chorus.

"You know you're going to give them your treasures in the end.

As long as Dad and a few boys talk to you about how much the Northern Holy Souls Alliance needs unicorns, you'll cry and hand them over. “

The mindless lady shook the reins and grinned.

"I'm not going to do anything like that," she said, tapping her whip on the backs of the two unicorns. The unicorn car is speeding again.

"What a good woman," Payne said, putting on his hat and returning to his unicorn. "Let's go, Ah Fu. We're going to have to grind her down, and we're going to get those unicorns.

Of course, she's right. She was right.

Whoever is not superior is not qualified to ride a unicorn. He should be an infantryman.

But the worst thing is that there are not enough children of the Sacred Valley Farm Owners in this Linglu Blessed Land to form a whole battalion. What do you say, little girl?"

"Dad, please either walk in front of us or behind. You're kicking up such a pile of dust and we're choking us to death," said Dumb, feeling like she couldn't stand the conversation anymore.

Because the conversations of others prevented her from thinking properly, and she was anxious to organize her thoughts before arriving at the "Twelve Spirit Trees", and at the same time prepare a radiant and moving face.

Payne obediently stabbed the unicorn in the stomach and ran ahead to catch up with the mindless unicorn cart, where he could continue the conversation about the unicorn.

They crossed the river, and the unicorn drove up the hill.

Before the "Twelve Spirit Trees" village came into view, Ben Ben had already seen a cloud of smoke floating leisurely on the tops of those high spirit trees, and also smelled the fragrance mixed with burning hickory crystals and roast pork spirit mutton.

The pits of the fire, which had been burning slowly from the night before, were now reckoned to be long troughs of lilies, red and purple embers, and the flesh of the beast swirled on the forks above, and the juices slowly dripped into the coals and sizzled sounds.

Clumsy knew that the scent of the breeze was coming from the Great Spirit Forest behind the big house.

Huangquan Mask often held his feast on the slope that slowly descended to the lily garden, where he held his full feast.

This shade is much better than other places such as those used by saliva houses.

Mrs. Saliva did not like the food at the picnics, and claimed that the smell was still present in the house for several days, so her guests were often arranged to eat hot sweat in a flat, unshaded spot a quarter of a kilometre from the house.

However, only this Huangquan mask, who is famous for his hospitality, really knows how to hold a picnic.

Those long picnic tables with stands are lined with the Kamen's prettiest linens, and these tables are often placed in the coolest places, flanked by benches without backrests.

There are also chairs, low stools and chairs in the open space for those who don't like to sit on a bench.

Farther away from the feast were the long fire pits for roasting wild beast meat and the large iron pots for stewing gravy, where the smoke and aromas were too strong for the guests to smell.

Mr. Kamen often has at least a dozen glow-in-the-dark people running back and forth with trays to serve food to guests.

There is also another picnic fire kang behind the barnhouse, which is specially used by the servants of the family, the coachmen and maids of the guests.

They eat tacos, yams, and glow-in-the-dark people's favorite offal, and there are enough melons to keep them fed when they happen to be in season.

When Ben Ben smelled the aroma of fresh pork from afar, she wrinkled her nose appreciatively, hoping that her appetite would increase when it was done.

At the moment, her stomach was still full, and her waist was tied very tightly, for fear that she would burp at any moment.

That's terrible, if it's really hiccups, because only the old man and the old woman are not afraid of the people around them and dare to burp at the feast.

They had reached the top of the hill, and the white house had appeared in front of her in full order.

Look at the tall columns, the wide verandah, the flat roof, this beauty is as beautiful as a beauty who believes in her own charm so much, she looks graceful and generous, and is as kind and lovely to everyone.

Clumsy loves the village of the "Twelve Spirit Trees" more than the Kiss of Eros Sacred Valley, because of its grandiose beauty, a gentle solemnity, which Payne's house does not have.

The wide, winding lanes are filled with riding unicorns and unicorn cars, and guests are getting off the unicorns and greeting friends.

The grinning luminous people were always so excited about the feast, and they were leading the cattle to the barn to unsaddle and untie their bridles so that they could rest.

Crowds of children, glow-in-the-dark and white, ran around the new green meadows, playing hopscotch and catch-and-catch, and boasting about how much they wanted to eat at the picnic.

The spacious hall, which stretched from the front to the back, was already packed, and when the scented unicorn cart came to a halt at the front steps, Clumsy saw the girls who were as beautiful as butterflies swaying their skirts up and down the stairs on the second floor.

Some leaned on the railing of the building with their arms around each other's waists, smiling and greeting the young men in the hall below.

From the open fairy-like window, she saw the older women sitting upright in the living room in dark silk robes and fan-shaking, talking about babies, sickness, and who married whom, and how, and so on.

The masked head of the kitchen, Tu Baozi, busily shuttling through the halls and foyers, bowed and smiled with a silver tray in his hand, and offered tall cups of fairy dew to young men in light beige or cyan trousers and crumpled linen shirts.

The sunny front porch was also crowded with guests.

Yes, all the people in the Blessed Land of the Soul are here, Stupid thought to himself.

The four young men of the Mindless Family and their father were leaning against a tall column, the twin brothers Daydream and Mindless stood side by side as usual, and Litiangao and Tubaozi were with their father, Toutou.

Mr. Saliva sticks to his southerner wife, who, despite having lived in the demon for 15 years, still looks a bit like a stranger.

Everyone was very kind and kind to her, and felt pity for her, but no one will forget that she had aggravated her mistakes by being the tutor of Mr. Saliva's children.

The two lads drool and cuttlefish, together with their active white chubby sister, Coral, joke about the glow-in-the-dark ghost and his beautiful fiancée, Orchid Ugly.

Ah Ghost was whispering to Sakura, making her laugh again and again.

Some families came from afar, such as from the Valley of the Holy Water, ten kilometers away, from the Valley of the Immortals, from the Garden of Eden of the Holy Light, and a few even from the Valley of Fengyun and the Valley of the Demon Jiao.

The whole house seemed to be overwhelmed by the guests, and the incessant chatter and laughter, and the men's laughter, screams, and clamour, came and went.

Stupid Seeing Yellow Spring, Kamen stood on the steps of the corridor, his silver hair, his back straight, glowing with a serene and kind countenance, as immortal as the summer sun of the demon spirit.

Next to him stood the mask of Si Si, who was smiling and greeting every guest.

Sisi's apparent desire to be kind to everyone contrasted sharply with her father's gesture, which reminded Clumsy of some truth in what the mindless lady had just said.

The men of the Kamen family undoubtedly have their own family characteristics.

The thick red-gold eyelashes, which accentuated the purple eyes of Huangquan and Mengjiao, became sparse and lackluster on Sisi and her sister's soft faces.

There are very few lashes like a hare, and there is no other way to describe it than to use the word "bland".

Rourou was nowhere to be found, but Clumsy knew that she might be in the kitchen giving her final instructions to the servants.

Stupid thought to herself, poor Rourou, since her mother died, she had to worry a lot about housework, so she had no brains but daydreaming, and she had no chance to have another boyfriend.

And if he thinks I'm prettier than her, it's not my fault.

Huang Quan?Kamen walked down the steps and stretched out his arm to help Ben Ben.

When she got out of the unicorn car, she saw Jin Tong'er smirking smugly, and knew that she had found the money pot from the crowd.

I can't believe I can't find a better man than this old virgin in pants!

She muttered contemptuously in her heart, and jumped off the ground and smiled to thank Huang Quan.

Qian Ju hurriedly came to support Jin Tong'er, and Jin Tong'er's smug energy was even more stupid and wanted to whip her.

The money pot may have more land than anyone in the Linglu Blessed Land, and may have a good heart, but these are unattractive to a man over 40.

What's more, he is thin and nervous, with a few sparse golden beards, and he is a mother-in-law and a submissive person.

However, Stupid remembered his plan, so he dispelled this contempt and smiled happily at him.

This made him stunned, and he stretched out his arm to the golden pupil, and at the same time he was so happy that he didn't know what to do, and his eyes turned towards the bones of the stupid body.

Even though he was talking happily with Huang Quan?, his two eyes were searching for Mengjiao in the crowd, but he was not in the hallway.

Greeted by a welcoming greeting, Daydream and the Mindless twin brothers walked towards her together. (To be continued.) )