Chapter 55: Chelsea - Chapter 195
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Dongyi, Tanggu. The five clouds are not shaded, and the scales and cranes are avoided.
Leaning on the side of the rock wall, his back is like a pine, and he does not bend slightly, although he does not look sideways, but he carefully examines the remaining water jar, and he may not last for a few days; When the eyes are closed, I hear the trivial sound, the beautiful eyes are slightly off, and I see more than a dozen black ants, going down the rock cracks, orderly, and interesting. Feeling merciless, bowing down and staring, about a stick of incense, followed the insect to find the location of the ant seal.
"Kid so idle?" The sun came quietly and reprimanded him when he saw this.
"The power of the sun is long, how can you not shrink your hands and feet without mercy? When doing nothing. ā
When Rijun heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
"The boy drove the six dragons on behalf of me, and it has been six days." The sun lord looked at him, and saw that he was standing with his eyebrows down without mercy, but his expression was gloomy, so he continued: "Tomorrow is the end of the festival, and we will go straight to the shoulder mountain." ā
Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, puzzled.
"Yangyu townspeople, there are a lot of kids, and now it's not the light of day, it's been a month."
Immediately raised his eyebrows, bowed his bow, and said more, but his eyes, like mountains and trees through autumn, were immediately gloomy.
When the night passes, on the palace of the sun, the uninvited guest Qingqiu comes to worship.
Worry-free retribution, hurriedly self-contained light to live in the main hall, to stay, see the green hill knotted in the back of the head, no hair or crown, sit aside.
"Qingqiu Sect Master, it is especially unceremonious to come like this!" Worry-free dusting, straight to the main seat in front of the hall, contemplating his eyebrows to see Qingqiu surprised, his heart was relieved, he hooked his lips and smiled, and took the right seat.
"Here, in the end, the Zhiri Palace." Qingqiu Chao was carefree and perfunctory, and opened his lips and sneered.
"I have lived in the palace for a long time, why do I need to be mentioned by the door master?" Worry-free covered his mouth, and smiled coquettishly, "And don't say that worry-free is still the lord of Yucheng, on seniority, the master of the door has not been communicated, and goes straight to the inner hall, unkempt, especially gaffe; Even if she is not the queen of Yuexi, she is afraid that it is difficult for the master of the door to say anything about the intimacy with the Zhiri Palace. ā
When Qingqiu heard this, his lips trembled sharply, and he was about to refute it, when he heard Wuwu and said lightly: "Qingqiu Sect Master, here, in the end, is the Zhiri Palace of the Lang Clan." ā
"My name, the Lang family is worry-free, isn't it justified?"
When Qingqiu heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded, stood up, and saluted: "Subordinate to Yucheng, I heard that the palace master was sick, and I came to visit, and the city lord of Wanwang allowed me to ask for it!" ā
Carefree slightly closed his eyelids, snorted lightly, but said in his heart: In this way, I don't know if it is caused by the fact that the disciples of Zhiri do not suspect Yucheng and are in harmony with each other; Or does Qingqiu still have eyes and ears in Zhiri? In any case, it is always a good thing to plan with me. Thinking of this, he was carefree, but when he was relieved, he frowned and replied softly: "The master of the door has a heart." ā
Qingqiu saw that he didn't want to mention more of the compassionless sadness, his cheeks and palms were slight, but after half a moment, he got up and burned his heart.
"City Lord, Qingqiu knows that it is difficult to speak, but I am stupid to the people in the city, and there are many people who do not follow the rules." Qingqiu bowed down for a moment, snorted coldly, and was noncommittal.
"But begging to see the palace master, to calm my heart!"
Worry-free finally sneered and chuckled, quickly pointed down the main seat, paced the side of Qingqiu, and when he looked sideways, Fang Softly responded: "The door master is worried about the foolish city, worried about the day, worried about the shoulder mountain, worried about the world, but is it timeless?" ā
Carefree and coquettish, the probe approached Qingqiu's face, carefully looked, saw that its skin was as moist as jade, his lips were Zhu Ruodan, and the color was fresh, and he couldn't help but say lightly: "Cultivators are mostly dedicated to health preservation, and those who taste lust and are tireless are tired, and they are tired. ā
The four eyes are facing each other, and it is useless to say more.
Qingqiu was stunned for a while, took two steps back, bowed and said lightly: "When the palace master Xie Rong gives a few weeping beads, he will be able to maintain his appearance." ā
Worry-free snort sank, and responded: "In the Zhiri Palace, with beads and bi everywhere; It is common for the main force of Qingqiumen to support Yucheng, block the mountain alone, and have no mercy and honor. The voice fell, and Wu Wu stepped forward again, gently pulling Qingqiu's weak wrist, one after the other, and went straight out of the hall.
"At such an hour, I have long since rested without mercy. However, Qingqiu's heart of protecting the Lord and defending the Lord, how can you ignore it? ā
Qingqiu was overjoyed when he heard this, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, and he thought that he had not seen mercy for many days, and the interval between three autumns was really unbearable.
"Here, I know the day." Worry-free, flying in the air, he didn't look back, and said softly: "If Qingqiu can be entrusted, the two sides of Yucheng will be solidified and share the honor and disgrace; Wouldn't it be better to wait a little while, when you have no mercy and are healed, and when you sit on your knees around you, and ask for a name? ā
Qingqiu got this, immediately stammered, and thought for a while, the god flew into the nine skies and was not as high as his heart.
However, in the blink of an eyebrow, the two of them went to Huai Orange Palace.
When Qingqiu first arrived, he was both worried and happy, but he secretly thought to himself: but when it is ugly, everything is silent; Although Lang Lang is injured, his merit is still there, so why didn't he check it if he came rashly?
Worry-free looked back for a while, checked Qingqiu's complexion early, rolled his eyes, and said lightly: "Be careful, don't be surprised." Although his injuries are not life-threatening, his mind is really disturbed. It's only ...... to blame."
Qingqiu had already heard of it, and secretly said in his heart: Yangmo Palace is not the same as Jiang Mountain, and it is very deceitful! raised his eyebrows and wiped away his tears, and heard that he continued: "It's also a loss to the master of Jiang Mountain, to solve the crisis, and to rest assured; The lord of Helian Mountain has a lot of entrustment, and he ordered me to sink into the water every night to calm his soul, and send me to take the elixir of clearing the heart and warming the heart, so that without mercy, I can restrain my mind, return to sleep, and the wound can heal faster. ā
"I see." Qingqiu's head is already an understanding.
Worry-free, the wind flies sharply, but the heart says: Everything in the world is nothing more than a "skillful" word! With this in mind, I gathered myself and walked away.
The two tiptoed, light to the inner room.
Qingqiu entered, the tip of his nose twitched, and he smelled the fragrance of the room.
"The smell? But Garan? ā
Worry-free's eyebrows flew sharply, and his face was indifferent: "The door master is very knowledgeable." As soon as the words fell, he raised his arm and motioned for Qingqiu to take a seat at the table.
Qingqiu seems to have no check, between the ignorance, pacing forward, seeing the person on the couch, falling off the crown, smelling its breath smoothly, looking at the instrument Yu Tianyi, can't help but sigh, the heart is full of flavors, and it is rare to say goodbye for a while.
Seeing this, Wu Wu snorted lightly, took his own seat, poured another cup of tea, finished entering, supported his elbows and cheeks, felt even more sleepy, and looked at Qingqiu fixedly, but his mind was empty.
At this time, Qingqiu is currently dyed with purple smoke, and his eyes are full of inner fields, how can he still tolerate the sun and the moon? First Yang Ju, then Song Mantis, stupidly seemed to forget his seven-foot body, when he returned to his soul, between hatred and resentment, he felt his throat burning, swallowed one or two, and was dumb.
"Qingqiu...... As soon as the word of the ...... of the loss of honor fell, Qingqiu retreated and bowed down to worship; Xun Zhi remembered that Wu Wu was still behind him, and his skin tightened, and he turned around and said, "Thank you, Qingqiu." Before the words fell, he raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, but saw Wuwu lying on the edge of the table, his pillow arm pretending to sleep.
Seeing this, Qingqiu breathed a long sigh, with two palms and two feet, and it was rare to put it in place; After a little recuperation, I heard the rain outside the hall, destroying flowers and leaves, and making noise.
But he didn't know that he stood by the couch for more than half an hour.
Qingqiu's face was flushed, and he slowly stepped forward, with two knees and two strands, and did not dare to let go, but he just touched his body on the edge of the couch, and the person who was a little closer to the couch was overjoyed, and it was indescribable.
"Lang Lang ......" Qingqiu was earnest in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: If it weren't for this opportunity, how would I be lucky to sit with you? Thinking of that day in the secret room, trapped in a merciless prison for nine, thin sweat soft shirts, long breathing drunken bones, such a ecstasy, I think it is a thousand years old, rare two.
Thinking of this, Qingqiu was stunned, his eyes swept between the strands, empty, hateful and merciful, and he was not repeated.
After meditating on a stick of incense, Qingqiu raised his eyebrows and looked around, seeing that he was not moving without worry, he could distinguish that his breath was smooth, and he should fall into a deep dream.
"Lang Lang ......" Qingqiu's heart is on fire again, raising his palm to brush his face, and it is red when he touches it; I didn't have time to think about it, but I got down steeply, and the face was close to the person on the couch, the tip of the nose slowly fell on the tip of the forehead and jaw, and I tried it twice, and finally put my lips on it, stuck to the corner of the couch's lips, licked and sucked slowly, and felt that the dantian was annoyed and hot, although my heart repeatedly admonished myself, I moved with my wings, lest I defile the immortal body; However, the sweetness of the lips and tongue is like a bee butterfly.
Qingqiu's arms stretched forward, separated on both sides of the jade pillow, his eyes were slightly closed, and his tongue moved like a snake.
Glamorous cattails, scorching hibiscus. Then the electric light is dewed, and the obscenity stops steeply!
Qingqiu got up sharply, slowly swallowed the *** horror in his mouth, the qi grew out and slowly entered, and the blood flowed.
"Lang?" Qingqiu's heart called lightly, his lips were slightly open, his eyebrows were fixed, his trembling hand approached the jaw of the person on the couch, two fingers were about a little bit of the ground, shallow inward, and Shi was skillful.
Qingqiu's throat was full of voice, and when he saw this, the tip of his nose was steep and cold; After investigating again and again, he saw that neither of them knew anything in the room, so he got up and looked left and right, but he didn't know why. At this time, Qingqiu felt strange, Qingqiu slightly turned his face to the side, and his heart was shocked: How did the rain stop?
Thinking of this, I walked outward, looked up carefully, and saw the six dragons driving, the green flags were multiplying, the scales and horns pierced the clouds, and they were waiting to gallop.
There is a shadow in it, a golden crown and a golden robe, the crown can cover the nine heavens, and the robe can be eight corners; The sun rises, and the sleeves collect the clouds and rain.
Who is this person, if not merciless?
Qingqiu's ten fingers bent steeply, stopped in front of his chest, secretly took a few steps back, looked back and saw the jade face on the couch, adding even more fear, closing his eyes for a moment, and there was no trace.
At this time, the six dragons drove in, and turned around for a while, and the archer said slowly: "Today, the king of the day has given the opportunity, correcting mistakes and covering up, and I am appreciative of no mercy!" ā
The dragon drove the inner Japanese monarch and asked loudly: "The kid still doesn't want to return to my disciples, and he abandoned the Zhiri Palace to do a trivial job?" ā
Hearing the sound of no mercy, the waist and back leaned: "Seven days of royal driving, no mercy still has to return to Tanggu together, turn into nine days and perch on Fusang wood for forty-nine days, only to make my promise." ā
Rijun stood with his eyebrows, shook his hand at Lang Wumi, and muttered in his mouth: "It seems that this gentleman is willing, and he bullies the small with the big!" "Before the words fell, with a wave of his wide sleeves, the six dragons were ordered, and the scales were reversed," the kid quickly returned to the Zhiri Palace, don't upset Benjun. ā
I was puzzled at the beginning, my body did not move, I felt the waves rolling, and I had already swept myself outside the six dragons, this party came back to my senses, heard the six dragons hissing, the red beard and red hair of the sun, the mangs were flying, the tail of the robe was curled, and when I blinked, I didn't leave a touch of gold under my eyes.
Closed his eyes without mercy, ate and laughed, but did not check the Huai Tang Palace, a wisp of green smoke, diffused without a trace. (To be continued.) )