"It's disgusting, you're rubbing in the yellow sand again!"

Thousand Faces finally let go of her nose and said to Dongfang Xiaoshu with great hatred, not listening to what he was saying at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Qianmian, you peek again, do you still know how to be ashamed?"

Dongfang Xiaoshu stuck his head out of the car window, looked at the back of Qianmian and said quietly, looking like he had lost his innocence.

"Come on, I've watched it more than once, is it still this time? Why do I feel like you're deliberately letting me see it? ”

As she spoke, she suddenly realized that a disgusting feeling rose in her heart.

"What can I say about you, you're a voyeur, or the above board!"

"Deliberately let you see, you don't look at a few hidden places in this vast Gobi, besides, am I as obscene as you think?"

"By the way, didn't you say that you can sleep when you meet, more than half a month has passed, and I haven't seen you have any hints, and I haven't even seen you take off your clothes once!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu said infinitely aggrieved, and in the end, it was completely aimed at the death hole of a thousand faces. Sure enough, the thousand faces were dumbfounded, and there was no sound.

Xiaobao has been a little wilted since the battle with the peacock in Qingfeng Gang, and he can't lift his spirits all day long, and he doesn't know if it's because of excessive exertion or because of the infinite grievances in his heart.

Dongfang Xiaoshu comforted it with a few words, but to no avail, Xiaobao finally simply begged for some red flames to go back to his own world and sleep.

Montenegro has been sitting in the carriage, and Dongfang Xiaoshu did not let him go out to drive, and then took the opportunity to tease Qianmian.

In a battle with the bloodthirsty demon general, the demon knife was cut into two, and the bones in the body did not know how many pieces were broken, although the essence blood of a demon general was obtained, but it still takes time to recover.

Therefore, in the past half a month, Black Mountain has not gotten off at all, and I don't know what kind of exercises it is cultivating, and its ass has been able to sit firmly for more than half a month, and there is no sign of waking up until now.

Dongfang Xiaoshu retracted his head outside the car window with a little satisfaction, thinking that Xiaobao and Montenegro didn't care about him, and even the burning stick had been silent for a while, what could it be busy with, Dongfang Xiaoshu couldn't figure it out.

If there were no thousand faces, he would definitely suffocate along the way.

However, Qianmian followed him and confirmed his identity as the son of the Styx, the demon race, the human race, this is the contradiction between race and faith, not only is he deep in the whirlpool of this contradiction and faith, but the key two races actually want him to die, it is simply embattled, and it is difficult to survive in the cracks.

It seems that he thinks a little far, there is a big difference between wanting to kill and killing, at least he is alive and well now, and there is a big beauty to protect him, although I don't know what the Zhao family wants to get from him, but at least it is still a good place to belong now.

Fuck the race, go to the fucking faith, I Dongfang Xiaoshu just want to be a rich man who can fly to the god realm, although he may not be able to beat the first year of junior high school, especially in bed, at least stun the first year with gold and silver.

Thinking of gold and silver, Dongfang Xiaoshu suddenly remembered something, stuck his head out of the car window and snorted twice and continued to ask: "I'm really not a puppet, can you do what I say?" ”

"Hmm!"

Qianmian didn't look back but just nodded, but two blush flew up his cheeks, and he couldn't say what it was like in his heart, like a deer hit, and there was a trace of nervousness, and a trace of anticipation.

"Don't worry, I won't force you to sleep! I still understand that the twisted melon is not sweet, isn't it a little disappointed, hehe, do you have a pen and paper? ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu said with a wicked smile, took the pen and paper from Qianmian's hand, and after fiddling with it in the carriage for a while, he put the paper in front of his mouth and kept blowing.

After the ink on the paper dried, he handed it to Qianmian and continued: "According to what is written on the paper, in the Central Plains and the Western Regions, it is not interesting for one person to be famous, everyone is famous is the last word!" ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu leaned in the carriage, playing with a half-foot-long white dagger in his hand, squinting his eyes and muttering to himself: "You dare to ruin my reputation, this time let you know what the power of public opinion is, plus a little hatred of race and faith, the situation is really unprecedented, I dare not imagine!" ”

Belong, belong

There is the Lord behind it

Belong, belong

It is from the Lord

Belong, belong

Time is really not a thing.

Memories are diluted, family affection is neglected, and it is even possible to forget.

People are not a good thing

Maybe the only good thing to do is not to cheat yourself.

When time and people have a fight, time moves forward disdainfully, but people have to fight for their lives to catch up, but time is still time, but people have turned into dung. However, this also proves the proverb that "good people don't live long, bad people live for a thousand years" is wrong from another angle.

"The turtle king and the eight mung beans, who is good and who is bad, don't they all have to eat, sleep and shit, it's all the same. Let me choose only those who are good to themselves and the people around me, what the world, what people, demons, and demons are all to hell with! ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu lay in the shade under a big tree, pillowed his hands behind his head, and said loudly as he looked at the legs of the two langs.

"Being alive is not a multiple-choice question, and we don't have a choice to live."

"Once branded by the word demon, we can only live in the shadow of isolation, obviously we are all human, but the huge territory has no place for us to live safely."

"Since birth, I have been constantly migrating and wandering, and I have to face countless pursuits, so Qianmian once vowed that he must let his people live in peace on this land in his lifetime, without migrating and wandering."

"We must not let children face threats to their lives from an early age, let them live freely and happily!"

The tone of the thousand faces is ancient, as if he is narrating someone else's affairs, and he is unusually cold.

"My heart is too big to fit that big."

"I'm just a hunter in Tangjia Village, I only know how to look for food, and if I can't find food, I and I will starve to death."

"After that, I was worried about getting sick, because I didn't have anything to eat, and there was still money to go to the doctor and take medicine, fortunately, I and the first year of junior high school actually didn't get sick, not even a headache and brain fever, it can be regarded as a kind of favor from God!"

"After that, I had the first house in my life, a mud and straw house that would crack, so in addition to food and illness, there was another worry, whether the mud and grass house would collapse."

"At that time, life was very hard but very happy, and the only ideal was to be a rich person, and the first year of junior high school would always say where to put the money on her!"

"Hehe, if you have money, you naturally have to enjoy it, at least get a saint to wash your feet and beat your back, these are all jokes with Tang Huaishu, I really don't know how thick the sky is."

"As a result, for fifty taels of silver, I risked my life to enter the ancestral land of Baitou Mountain, which really subverted my perception of this world and changed my destiny."