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"Wanwan, it's really the mother of the East China Sea, and Ming'er is a generation higher than the fourth senior sister......"

"Wanwan, it's the proprietress of the wine shop, isn't it your appetite?"

"Wanwan, it's a woman, I didn't let you change sex, did I?"

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Jiu Mingmei pulled the cork of the small porcelain bottle and muttered to the blood and tears inside for a long time, but she didn't see any movement in it. Even Ayin's sullen gourd knows how to lose her temper and refuses to enter the female body of Rujin, when did this troublesome little goblin learn to resist silently, well, silently protest?

Seeing that the night had sunk into the ground, a round of sun slowly rose from the east, first dyeing the clouds red, and then popping out of the clouds, becoming a radiant description.

The people who were keeping the spirits in the backyard of the Mingguang Wine Store had already gotten up, stretched their waists, sacrificed flags, and carried baskets full of paper money, ready for the funeral. The four strong men shouted some sacrificial words in their mouths, smashed the coffin lid on the wooden nails, completely sealed the coffin, and then took the thick hemp rope and two thick poles to carry the coffin out.

Everyone hummed and helped the spirit on the road, went out of the county town from the west city gate, and rushed to the ancestral tomb of the Yu family. Crying and crying along the way, it was ugly.

"Mortal Demonic Voice, Demonic Voice." Jiu Mingmei scratched her little ears and glanced at the man who was napping beside her, "Thank you for last night, but you and I have important things to do, so we should leave it at that, and it will be indefinite." ”

She muttered something like this. It is very polite and polite in the mortal world, and it is very appropriate to feel that it is very appropriate.

Feng Qianji was lying on the roof tiles, his body was not stunned, he was in a posture of rolling off the roof at any time, but he didn't know what trick he used, and he slept very peacefully.

From Jiu Mingguang falling on the roof of this Mingguang wine shop, observing the corpse of the concubine in the courtyard, he knew that in order to prevent mortals from being frightened by the corpse and causing a lot of trouble, she would not send the crooked fairy over for a while. Estimated. You'll have to wait until after the funeral.

In my ears was the sound of her chattering to the small porcelain vase. Soft and soft, like catkins playing with the tip of the heart, numb and itchy, all over the body comfortable. He closed his eyes. While recuperating. While listening to her chatter. There was peace in my heart.

Seeing that he didn't react, Jiu Mingmei leaned over lightly and squatted down. He put his hands on his cheeks and looked at him carefully.

His purple robe was like smoke, and his silky black hair was long and scattered, covering the side of his face, making his lips more and more red and seductive. Well, the eyebrows are handsome, the body is strong, as always. It's just that the eye sockets are a little dull, and dark circles are also born, making the always beautiful face look a little haggard. rushed here from Dandu, killed Xuanyuan Xu with his own strength, and stayed up all night with her...... He is mortal, and he will eventually get tired......

Just like in the city of a thousand machines, when he is old, his heart also becomes slow, weak, and vulnerable. At that time, he no longer had the capital of a sissy or a strong man, but he was just a mortal old man.

Jiu Mingmei thought that she had never looked down on weak things, but she still stretched out her slender hand and gently combed his messy hair.

Once, again, and again......

"Feng Qianji, if you remember that it is too bitter, you still ...... Forget about me. Jiu Mingmei leaned down and snorted on his lips, "Leave a memorial and say goodbye." ”

After that, the delicate little girl licked her lips, was very satisfied with this commemoration, smiled and turned into a little gray finch, fluttering and flying.

On the roof, the beautiful big man stretched out his tongue and licked his lips carefully, taking the breath of her small mouth into his mouth, which made his heart hot. This commemoration is so delicious, how can he be willing to forget?

"Reincarnation, don't forget me."

"Mei'er is not allowed, I will never forget."

"Not for eternity, but ...... Life after life! ”

Even if it was a psychedelic word in Thousand Machines City, in his heart, it had already been imprinted into an oath.

The palm of his hand suddenly burned, and his subordinates must have something to contact. Feng Qianji spread out his palm, and saw two lines of handwriting on the gold dust:

In the ancestral grave of the family, the green prisoner has changed.

Xuanyuan broke free from the trapped beast rope and fled with his injuries, the Lord must be careful.

Feng Qianji clenched his palms, his expression was cold, what he was worried about was still here in the end.

――――――――― small division of gold dust ――――――― feed, Moses Moses――――――

After last night's chaos, the town of Miyang has lost the wonderful atmosphere of the Autumn Leaves Festival. Early in the morning, as soon as the city gate was opened, some strangers who came to celebrate the festival ran away. Although the injuries were all healed, and the broken limbs came back, well, even the fried bald flesh and skin grew back steadily...... It's good that the goddess has appeared, but who knows that this good county town will blow up when it comes? Sure enough, it is a maple nest and a yang nest, which is not as good as your own grass nest.

The people were still safe at the east gate, they were not injured, they did not suffer any property damage, and they did not see the terrifying monsters outside the city gate. When the guards of the city got up in a daze, they only felt a little pain somewhere on their bodies, as if someone had slashed them. When I looked closely, I didn't even have the slightest scar, as if I had a big dream. Only the corpses of the nests of black-clothed people at the gate of the city indicate that there was an earth-shattering battle here last night.

So, the people attributed this miraculous event to the apparition of the goddess.

The people in the city said that the goddess was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, with a pair of phoenix eyes and could speak.

The people in the east of the city said that the goddess was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old beauty, who frequently curled like the god of the moon.

People in the south and north of the city said that the goddess was a white shadow, floating.

The expression in the west of the city was confused, yesterday I heard the fireworks explode, how could I blow up a girl?

It's really no wonder that the people in the west of the city are confused, the terrain is really out of the ordinary, and they caught up with the funeral of the Yu family. In this neighborhood, you always have to take care of some old affection, or condolences and condolences, or take a hand, even if you don't have to mix things, it's not good to behave too festively.

Therefore, yesterday, the people who went to the west side of the city to participate in the fireworks festival of the Autumn Leaves Festival were all young men, little girls, and some young couples with their babies. The people who stayed in the west of the city knew the news of the girl, and it was these young people who brought it back in the first place.

The people in the west of the city have not yet had time to understand whether this goddess is twelve, thirteen or seventeen or eighteen, whether she is a little girl who is beautiful and pretty, or a great beauty...... was sucked away by the white flags.

The first time I saw a family's concubine come out of the funeral, I was able to have this pomp, and I was about to catch up with my wife. People rushed to see the "lively", and commented on a sentence or two from time to time, but they never found the little gray finch flying in the air. I didn't even notice that in the lively team walking alone, a pair of green evil eyes were looking at the little gray finch and smiling coldly. (To be continued.) )