When she woke up the next day, Niuniu didn't cry when she didn't see Ma Ma's figure, or before falling asleep, she had already thought that Ma Ma would secretly leave after she fell asleep, this was her intuition, maybe Niuniu didn't know what intuition was, but there was a voice in her head telling her that it would be like this.

Ma Ma can sleep with her, and Niuniu is already very content, so she doesn't cry.

Born to be outside the little girl's room, even last night, thousands of corresponding strategies appeared in his mind, and in the end, they all failed, he didn't want to let Niuniu be hurt because of his own mistakes.

"Silly big guy, you're so early"!

The little girl rubbed her confused eyes and smiled at her.

Seeing that she didn't cry, she naturally returned to her former arrogance, and just hummed softly. He cares about Niuniu's feelings, but he doesn't know how to say something about his habits over the years.

Niuniu asked Ma Ma if she was gone? She still had a bit of luck in her heart, and she said that she had just left for a while. The little girl just sighed.

"Do you need a stupid big guy to help you"?

"I thought Ma Ma was gone yesterday."

Niu Niu answered the question, and then regained the vitality of the child and ran towards the kitchen. For many years, the habit is that Niuniu gets up and then goes to the kitchen to find food, and when she is caught by her mother-in-law, she naturally brushes her teeth and washes her face first, but if there is no one, Niuniu's least favorite thing is to brush her teeth and wash her face.

In a blink of an eye, time was transmitted by the clock, from the long hand to the short hand, and there were many rounds.

Lechuan West Street, within three kilometers of the road leading to the prairie at the municipal intersection, was blocked by the military and police department overnight, and no one was allowed to trespass.

Even in the Lechuan City Government, there are several lights on the sixth floor of the core of the right.

Wangjiang River across the east and west basins, north and south, the river crosses hundreds of meters, the winter water is shining, there are layers of steam, such as fog, the city is quiet and peaceful at dawn before dawn, some people may never have seen this scene seriously, even if they have been carnival all night, when they leave a place, they are always in a hurry, and do not look at the surrounding scenery at all.

The municipal park is a kilometer away from the prairie, and most of the bigwigs who come here consciously bring binoculars, and many are equipped with night vision devices.

The wait is always long, some people sigh and feel that it is not worth it, so they turn to leave, and others are in a hurry, afraid of missing a unique battle.

Drunken Taoist became famous as a young man, challenged countless masters in his life, from failure to rare failures in the back, and then created the National Wind Pavilion, and left the National Wind Pavilion in order to pursue the ethereal Heavenly Dao, seeking opportunities.

His Heavenly Dao is not smooth, or he has not yet entered the Dao, only the Dao Realm Grandmaster can perceive the aura of heaven and earth, even if he does not cultivate, he can automatically absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and the drunken Daoist knows that it is not easy for the Heavenly Dao, but to enter the Dao, he is only afraid that he still owes some heat in the realm of wandering in the realm of reason.

In fact, he is not so unbearable, after the period of gods and demons, to the development of science and technology, and the loneliness of martial arts, today, there are no more than 100 grandmasters, and there are even fewer grandmasters, and drunken Taoists can be proud. So he is qualified to challenge anyone in the world.

Cloth clothes, short hair, more than 100 years old have not left any traces on him, if all women in the world can learn a little bit, they must also be able to make achievements in the beauty industry.

The drunken Taoist came with his feet on the crane, facing the cold wind, awe-inspiring, and his backbone was erect, quite majestic. The crane turned sharply, its wings stretched out for several meters, and the drunken Taoist rode down the wind and gazed at the grassland.

Such a stunning appearance amazes onlookers, which coincides with the picture scroll in mythological stories, and it is worth the trip.

So, in what brilliant way will the mysterious recently rising Son of Heaven enter their sight?

Gao Wenyao got up early today, and hurried over before he had time to wash his face, and during the trip, some celebrities who had usually seen and heard of Lechuan had completely occupied the favorable terrain, and even saw that the Gao family had occupied a good position and was discussing.

I guess he's going to play in a very stylish way. Gao Wenyao took off the hat on Gongzi's head and put it on his head, calling it cold.

Yo, the sun came out in the west today, so our third lady turned the clock upside down. Gongzi Gao was very annoyed when he snatched his hat, and when he saw that it was the junior in the family, he instantly lost his temper, but he still teased him to show that he was dissatisfied with the junior approach.

"Gongzi Gao, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person, I've been up before nine o'clock lately, okay!" Gao Wenyao rolled her eyes to show her dissatisfaction.

"When the elder brother is not the same as the younger sister, just now we were discussing how the Son of Heaven will appear, Lao Gao, the eldest sister and I agreed that the Son of Heaven will not enter in a too high-profile way, since you are standing on the opposite side of us, are you ready to add color to the head to help the fun"? Before Gao Wenyao came, Gao Shoucheng and Gao Wenhuo expressed their attitudes, saying that the Son of Heaven is a low-key person, and he should not be able to stir up the public, although Gongzi Gao feels that it makes some sense, but it is not absolute, after all, the Son of Heaven is not very old, and young people have their own personalities, so he has a different opinion. Now that Gao Wenyao came, Gongzi Gao's eyes turned blindly, and he moved his mind.

"What to bet on"? Gao Wenyao has always won more and lost less in the more than ten years of fighting with her son, so she is not afraid.

"I heard that you have a good relationship with the Son of Heaven, I won, you help me introduce me, if I lose, you make any requests." Men love the country, love the beauty, and also love the chivalrous, if you can take the beauty to the end of the world with a sword, what does it matter?

"Bet on it, who is afraid of whom, I won all the consumption of the New Year on your card."

……

The drunken Taoist only said that the day had just dawned, and he really didn't set the exact time, so he waited for two hours, and the sky was already completely bright. If it weren't for military control, the new city of the West End would have been crowded long ago.

A jeep was blocked in the middle of the road because of the temporary control, and it was difficult to move forward and backward, so it was very simple to get out of the car and walk.

He was born and the Son of Heaven, walking gently like the wind.

"Little San, you lost".

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, you are the first man to make me wait for two hours, I asked you to come today, it is for the National Wind Pavilion, the National Wind Pavilion has been built for more than a hundred years, I believe that it has a good inheritance and bad habits, you take off the plaque of the National Wind Pavilion, as the founder, I naturally need to ask for an explanation. If you can convince the Taoist priest, it is okay not to fight this fight, if not, how can you take off the plaque and how do you need to hang it up."

I have a sword, unsheathed, frosty and cold in the fourteen states.

"The power of this Son of Heaven's sword is extraordinary, but why can I see the appearance of a drunken Taoist clearly, but the face of the Son of Heaven is blurry and I can't see the face clearly."

"There are many ways for these worldly masters to do so, so what is so strange."

"Good swordsmanship, just with your strength, may not be able to break the combined attack array of my few unsuccessful disciples, it seems that staying in the world for too long has made them decay." The drunken Taoist was at ease in the face of the monstrous sword intent, unhurried, dodging appropriately, and fighting back sharply.

"The Son of Heaven" was pressed and beaten by the drunken Taoist throughout the whole process, the swordsmanship was gorgeous, but he couldn't touch the corner of the drunken Taoist's clothes, Gao Wenyao couldn't believe it, and felt that her faith seemed to be collapsing, the man who was high in the sky in the National Wind Pavilion had always been omnipotent in her heart, how could she have no power to fight back.

She also empathized with Gao Wenhuo, she especially remembered the words that lingered in her ears to find the sword envoy Qujing, a god-like man, fell into the mortal dust at this moment.

It's been a long time since the drunken Taoist has met such an interesting person, obviously he can't cultivate in the bone realm, with a sword, a sword duel, and a body of liver and gallbladder to force him into such a situation, when he waits, what kind of glory is it for him to climb the clouds!

"If you can enter my door, I will personally accept the tips I have learned all my life, and I will not be reluctant to be a Taoist priest, today's fight will end here, and it is a blessing for the country to have a son of heaven." Drunk life loves money, the establishment of the National Wind Pavilion was to inject fresh blood into the rivers and lakes, but now it seems to be in vain. The Guofeng Pavilion where he spent half his life was only overturned by a later life, crying!

"How about you try my sword again?" The sword burst to three or two meters, and a sword came westward.

"It seems that you don't suffer a little, and you don't know that there is a sky outside the sky. Taoist priests don't want to hurt people, but young people are too sharp, and it's easy to lose themselves."

It was just a punch, colliding with the sword from the west, and there seemed to be an invisible force to freeze the sword, and it was difficult to get half an inch.

The "Son of Heaven" injected the true yuan into two points, the long sword responded, the sword was more vigorous, and the drunken Taoist snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted force.

Seeing that the "Son of Heaven" was injured by the power of reflection, the drunken Taoist was measured, he cherished talents and would not hurt people's lives, but he also wanted to let this arrogant young man suffer a good time, lie in bed for a year and a half, and cultivate his self-cultivation.

If it is abolished, I only sigh that he is not the talent he seems!