And this little house slave is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the whole princess of Jiading is tragically carrying him in the cold north wind......

If you say this, I'm afraid you will be ridiculed to death by the world!

"Ah Li, you don't look like an ordinary person. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info you have a unique vision, and your mind is so meticulous, brave and strategic, although you don't know martial arts, but you are more terrible than those who have martial arts. Feng Yu said slowly.

Ah Li pretended to be sincerely afraid, making Yan Shuo and Fengyu laugh at each other, and Ah Li said, "You look up to me very much." ”

Yan Shuo angrily strangled her neck with his hand, almost strangling the jujube pit in her throat.

This jujube core is used to pretend to be the Adam's apple, as long as it is held at the bottom of the throat, the neck will bulge, plus Ah Li will make a male voice like a ventriloquist, normal people naturally think that Ah Li is a man. And Ah Li will lift the jujube kernel in his mouth when eating, and the jujube kernel will not spit out when he holds it in his mouth, even if he has a jujube pit in his mouth, Ah Li can talk like a normal person when eating, this is because she has been trained for many years.

"I hate you for not being serious." Yan Shuo said dissatisfiedly

Ah Li returned to his seriousness and said, "I just want to teach Feng Yu a lesson when I let Leng Qingquan go." It doesn't matter to me whether I let him go or not. ”

Of course, it doesn't matter much, hmph, as long as her injuries are healed, as long as her internal strength recovers, even ten cold springs are not to be feared. As long as she is injured, then the situation of not being able to use internal force because of the injury will also improve, as long as the internal force is restored, she can turn back into the dominant, outstanding, and perfect Guigu high-ranking disciple Junhuang! At that time, it will be the time when she will defeat him in a few tricks, and then she will ask him to kneel down and sing the Jiangnan minor tune.

Seeing your mistake, crying and rippling, goodbye Jun, helpless. I don't see you, I think about it, I lose to you, I am convinced, I lose to you, I am willing......

Thinking of this, Ah Li wanted to pound the ground and laugh.

As long as she waits for her internal injuries to heal, a little minion like Leng Qingquan is not enough to worry about at all!

And Leng Qingquan doesn't want to compare with her, and when the time comes, he will regret it! Crush his self-confidence with absolute strength! Ha ha! And her best thing is not light skills, but martial arts. Even if it's a hidden weapon, she can play it superbly, and his hidden weapon jasper needle is really nothing in her eyes.

Yan Shuo said again: "Tell me a story, I'm sleepy." ”

Feng Yu also came over with an expectant face.

Why is this stubble coming again? Ah Li wanted to support his forehead weakly, but he couldn't support his forehead with Yan Shuo on his back, so he could only give up.

Well, let's just tell a story.

"Once upon a time, there was a Confucian scholar who met a little fox one day when he was playing in the mountains. It wasn't just a little fox, it was a vixen, a vixen that didn't have a human form but could talk. Confucius stumbled and rolled down the hillside, just smashing the dead wood where the little fox lived. So the little fox cried out and told Confucius to pay for his home. ”

Yan Shuo pondered for a long time and said, "It's stewed." ”

Feng Yu asked, "What is stewed?" ”

"Fox stew, of course."

The corners of Ah Li's mouth twitched, crying and laughing, and continued: "Later, Confucian worked very hard to restore the dead wood to its original state, but the little fox felt that the home had become ugly, and asked Confucian to continue to compensate for it. Confucius had no choice but to ask the little fox what he wanted him to do. The little fox said that a few months would be the fox clan's 500-year-old fox clan conference, and then their great fox king would appear. The little fox admires the fox king very much, and he is very eager to see the fox king. ”

"What a cunning little fox, isn't it a Confucian scholar?" Yan Shuo said indignantly.

Feng Yu also rarely agreed with Yan Shuo's words, and said dissatisfiedly: "The little fox is too good. ”

"The little fox grew up listening to the story of the fox king, how the fox king defeated foreign strong enemies, how the fox king protected its people, how powerful and powerful the fox king was...... In the hearts of all fox clans, the fox king is almost a god-like existence, and all foxes are looking forward to seeing the legendary great fox king. Little foxes are no exception. As long as the little fox participates in the fox clan conference, he can see the great fox king like the sun. But the little fox was very worried, this was the first time it participated in the fox clan conference, and it didn't know what to give to the fox king. Then the perfect fox king, no jewel in the mortal world is worthy of it. ”

Yan Shuo yawned and said, "What a boring story." ”

Ah Li breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that these two don't like this story, so don't you need to tell it? Well, it's time to take a break!

Unexpectedly, Yan Shuo asked, "Why didn't you talk about it?" ”

Ah Li said: "Don't you think the story is boring? Still want to hear it? ”

Feng Yu nodded vigorously and said, "I want to hear it, although it is not as exciting and passionate as the storyteller's story, but it seems to be a little attractive." ”

Alas, it's just a story, why are you looking forward to it. This story was told to her and her brother by the master, and she was also bored at the time, and wanted to ask the master to tell another story, but the brother insisted on listening to it, and she had no choice but to listen to it.

Children always like to listen to stories, and she was no exception when she was a child, always sitting with her brother under the grapevines in the middle of summer and pestering the master to tell stories.

It's unbelievable to say it, the power of one person is stronger than a million masters, and the masters who are angry and the princes are afraid, and the master who lives in peace is not afraid of heaven and earth, but is actually afraid of itching. As soon as they squeaked Master, Master immediately disarmed and surrendered.

Time flies, time flies, countless blood-pumping stories have slowly faded away under the precipitation of the years, only this bland and unremarkable little story can make Ah Li remember.

The little fox was very happy to say to Confucius, and it is rumored that the fox king's favorite is Yinghuanhua, the Yinghuanhua that grows on the fairy mountain. This kind of gift will definitely make the fox king happy, and no one will think of the idea of using Yinghuanhua as a gift. Confucian scholars actually want to say that many people must have thought of it. But looking at the little fox with a happy face, he didn't say anything. The little fox didn't know where the fairy mountain was, so Confucius went to investigate, ran to the seaside, passed by every small fishing village, and asked how to get there. Finally a fisherman was willing to tell them how to go. ”

"Does Immortal Mountain really exist?" Yan Shuo asked.

Ah Li sighed and said, "Of course it doesn't exist, it's to coax children." "Stories are generally coaxed to children, and the mountains in the stories are naturally fake.

"When the sea encountered a very strong wind, Confucius put away the sails with difficulty, and then shook the oars very hard against the strong wind, and the little fox looked at the fairy mountain in the distance with an expectant face, after arriving at the fairy mountain, the little fox saw the blooming Yinghuan flower on the top of the mountain, but unfortunately it couldn't climb up, and it had no choice but to ask Confucius to help it pick, saying that Confucius made its home so ugly, and it must be compensated. The Confucian scholar went to pick flowers, carefully climbed the steep stones, and slowly climbed to the shining silver Yinghuanhua. Confucian scholars finally picked a Yinghuan flower. The little fox was overjoyed, and said to himself that the fox king would be satisfied with his gift. ”