Chapter 151: If the title is not long, you must have turned the wrong book

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and reverse! ā€

"Reverse, be careful, reverse, be careful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ć€‚ć€‚ ā€

"You dead fat man, this is a mule car, not a motor vehicle, even if you dub it, you can't reverse the car!"

"Yes, since you know that this is a mule cart, not a motor vehicle, you should know that it doesn't mean that it can be reversed!"

"You dead fat man must have grown up in the city when you were a child! Dead scrap! Just those four passwords! It's good to drive horses and donkeys! That's it... Drive! Hi! Oh! Fish! ā€

"Driving is forward, fish is stopping, hi and oh which is down!"

The Son once said: Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. You might as well try! ā€

"Wait a minute, that's not Zi said! You're insulting. Insult our great leader! ā€

"You don't know which one is hey or oh! You're a city boy too. Turtle! ā€

"Routine inspection, please get off the bus." The guards yawned wearily and knocked on the carriage glass.

"What's the matter! Let's run! ā€

"That's right! If you don't do anything, slaughter these guards and run away! ā€

"Great! Oh no, we didn't bring anything we couldn't bring! ā€

"Then what are we going to run!"

"Aren't we rabbits! Speaking of which, where are the guards gone! ā€

"How do I know if you ask me! What a pig, a rabbit, don't be noisy and die! Ah, what's that?,Brother Bing.怂怂怂 Lu Xiuxiu stopped the quarrel and shouted sweetly at the guards: "Brother Bing... ā€

"I wipe !! You two hundred pounds of dead fat man popped out of your mouth, do you want us to spit out today's breakfast, lunch and dinner and give it to you!! ā€

ā€œć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ā€ Lu Xiuxiu felt that what he said was indeed a little wrong: "That, Brother Bing... ā€

"Why are you so disgusting when I wipe you! Change, change! ā€

ā€œć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ I can call it whatever I like, why do you care so much! What a dog is nosy with bones! ā€

"Big brother dog is gluttonous when he takes bones! You're going to die and get a mouse! ā€

"Wait... Don't make noise until later... Xuanxuan's voice was not loud, but it played a role in clearing the screen: "This group of guards didn't move... ā€

怂怂怂 The three of them were arguing so hotly that they didn't notice that there were two guards around, one was standing by the carriage yawning, and the other was holding a chandelier and knocking on the glass, but the yawning mouth was wide open and the hand was knocking on the glass, all of them were still ...

Reflecting the light in the hands of the guards, as well as the light inside the carriage, I faintly saw something fluttering down one after another, Parisio stretched out a hand to pick it up, and received a rose petal, and the rose petals in the sky were fluttering, and everyone looked up, only to see fat. On the top of the gate tower of the second pass, a first quarter moon drew a graceful arc, and before the moon, there was a figure.

The figure had long hair flying in front of it. Convex posterior. In the moonlight, the rose petals fluttered, and the figure danced in the moonlight.

Ah, silence is better than sound at this time, spinning, jumping, eyes closed, soft moonlight, fluttering rose petals, ambiguous under the moonlight. Ambiguous dance, flying show. Hair and estrus. Thinking, the melodious dance of the flying flowers under the moon, and the long-distance thoughts of the total Chanjuan...

Dancing gracefully, dancing, being an elegant dancer under the moonlight...

After the dance, a few spotlights shone out of nowhere, only to see a tall woman in an elegant posture in the petals, a rose-colored modified cheongsam, a white fox scarf around the upper arm of the neck, and an orange old oil-paper umbrella with a rose pattern on her shoulder. Flattering and nice-sounding: "Death~~ The author gave the old lady a description that is longer than the child, so happy, you are finally here~~"

I saw below, only two soldiers who were left there and could not move...

She looked at the path around the west side of the city, about 500 meters away, a carriage was running wildly and the dust was rolling...

"Dead!! The official appearance of the old lady, you are too Nima to pit the mother!! ā€

Lu Xiuxiu does not stop... Oh no, it's the mule's non-stop running, running, running, and constantly exerting the magic skills they have just learned, shouting: "Drive! Drive! Drive! ā€

"Don't shout like that, we are not cattle, we are the third prince of the East China Sea Mule Palace and his friends!" The two mules were dissatisfied: "We haven't condemned you yet for disturbing our roaming vacation!" ā€

"Oops! Can you still talk, you animals? Yogiguro was taken aback.

"We are not cattle!"

"Drive! Drive! Drive! ā€

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"Don't worry so much, run quickly, Brother Mule!" Lu Xiuxiu drove the mule vigorously, Dai Muhei stood in the coffin, erected the coffin and looked at the scenery next to the back of Lu Xiuxiu's head, hey, how did he say that he could freely control the coffin to lie down vertically in the coffin... I don't know...

Parisio, on the other hand, rolled over to the roof of the car early, vigilant.

"It's coming!" Xuanxuan screamed, only to see the fat on the right hand. The woman on the city wall of the second pass chased after her with an umbrella and stepped on the arrow stacks of the city wall, and the strength of her feet was really incomparable. . . In the blink of an eye, they caught up and kept up with the speed of the mule cart!

"The dead still want to run? You don't want to appreciate the beautiful appearance of the old lady! The woman pointed to the carriage below with the tip of her umbrella. The stiletto heels of the sense were on the arrow stacks of the city wall, and he stretched out his arm to point to the carriage below, and was dissatisfied with the carriage, so he screamed again and again, twisted to his feet gorgeously, and turned over on one heel. . .

Lu Xiuxiu raised his head, only to see the wind falling... Slowly lifted the hem of the cheongsam... Lu Xiuxiu's eyes widened! Stare at your head! Yes! It's a little stronger! Bigger! Bigger!

"I'll wipe it..." Yogi Hei raised his forehead: "Am I the only normal person left in this book?" ā€

'Knock knock. The sound of his fingers tapping the back cover of the coffin, Yogi Hei turned around with the coffin: "Ma Shimei paper." ā€

Xuanxuan shyly handed over a photo.,It's a screenshot of Daiki Hei irrigating onions in the orchard of the Soul Forest.,Daimu Hei is swaying with a silver hook on a branch.怂怂怂

ā€œć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ Well, I'm not normal either... ā€

Bigger! Oooh oh! Black bud. Silk edge... Boom!!!

A bottle of hand cream smashed on Lu Xiuxiu's head, and a hand cream shot his head: "What do you look at when you die!! ā€

Ahhhhhh She slammed on the roof of the pumpkin mule cart crookedly, and the roof was decorated with luxurious carvings and phoenixes.

"It's dead!"

She howled on the roof of the car and rubbed her waist and fart. Stock: "Oh, what a hell of a thing you got on the roof of this car!" She stroked her ankle angrily: "Dead! ā€

Behind... The feeling of being watched ... She stopped rubbing her ankle and turned her head, only to see a person the same size... Chubby crucian carp... Sculpture? He was lying on the roof of the car and turned his head to look at her.

"I'm scared to death! Forget about carving a dragon and a phoenix like a dead one! That dead eagle fish! I also carved such a big one! It's so ugly! And carved arms and legs! It's really tasteless to die! She grumbled, then turned her head and continued to rub her ankles, pulling out a piece of wet wipes and wrapping it in distress.

ā€œć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ That one... I'm not a sculpture ... Parisio scratched his head and put a hand on her shoulder...

"Dead like a rub!" She jumped up directly and put on a martial arts posture to face Parisio: "You must have gotten into the fish coat alone, right?" ā€

"Huh? This one... It's really not a coat puppet... "Parisio helped his cheeks.,Recently, I suddenly liked this action.怂怂怂

"Then, I'll drag you out of the dead like you're pretending to be a ghost, the dead like called Ren, you're in there, right." She pointed the tip of the umbrella at Parisio and twisted the handle, and the sound of mechanical transmission came from inside.

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