(The number of words is small, make up tomorrow~!) I'm so sorry that my husband has been tired from big purchases since morning to night. ~ Nangong has collected all the grievances of the house against the Dumas male protagonist, in fact, he has been black from the beginning, and he has never been white. The house still wants to be more ruthless, but unfortunately I haven't been trained in this area since I was a child, and my words are really lacking, and I'm sorry~! O∩一∩O~)

"From the point of view of dyeing and painting, I am still your brother-in-law, sister of dyeing clothes, this marriage event can't be rash."

As soon as Nangong Zangfeng started, Mo Dye Yi raised his eyebrows, staring at him with burning eyes, waiting for the following.

"Men, it's not incomprehensible to be a little romantic when you're young, and when you don't need anyone to say that you will slowly rest that mind in the future, not to mention our cultivators, where are there so many idle minds to spend on love, love, cultivation is the right way, those women, you just treat them as decorations, just put them there and look at them, if you don't like them, remove them, it's not a big deal."

Nima! Ink-dyed clothes resisted the urge to slap him in the face.

Man, there really isn't a good thing!

Nanbeast, a fellow, she didn't look forward to it, but she didn't expect such an exciting day.

Not idle in love? So what's the matter with you getting so many confidantes?

Or should it be decorated?

This is also considerate of her "native" status, right?

Do you want to say that she will treat them as bonsai, move them out and sprinkle some water when she is happy, and prune them if she is not happy?

And the argument that I had rested for a long time that day was even more shameful, she didn't need a young and strong man, okay, until he was squeezed out of the ground and became a half-cut old man with more than enough strength to do so, he could only play the so-called "mutual affection", so as to live a good life with his wife. ~

What kind of people are these!

There should be a lower limit to shamelessness!

Although she didn't know what kind of person Nangong was and what kind of identity she was before, but today, now, she can see him through thoroughly.

This is a scumbag! The scum can't be scum!

In the past in Hanyu Palace, he indulged and fraternized, she could find him a reason to be poisoned by Zhongma Wen as an excuse, and pile half of the responsibility on those women, who told them not to respect themselves and be willing to fall, she looked at him coldly, hugging left and right, and waitingly to see his more women and jokes, but now, Nangong Zangfeng extinguished the love between her and him with only a little hometown incense.

Southern Beast Zang Feng only felt that the eyes of the ink dyed clothes looking at him were as cold as ice, and the stranger was like an unknown passerby.

"Brother-in-law?" Ink-dyed clothes sneered, "Do you deserve it?" ”

She looked at him directly, with a little pity, with a little mockery, and the eyes were like needles, piercing him fiercely, and she only felt uncomfortable all over.

"What did Zhao Cangyu promise you? So that you can happily sell your fellow sister? ”

"What do you want in the Qu Sword Sect? is the clan sister who is so lowly and lowly and betrays his wife? ”

"Is the surname Nangong not comfortable enough, is it okay to change the surname Zhao? If I raise a dog, it coaxes me to be happy, and I am happy, and my aunt and grandmother will give it the surname Mo, whatever you want to call it, and you will introduce it when you go out to meet people, will there be more dogs to wagging their tails and begging for mercy on me?! ”

The look of the ink-dyed clothes was sour, and the tone was even more mean, "Maybe not, the dog is still quite loyal, he recognizes the master of a sect, and he will not change the court when he dies, compared to this aspect alone, people are far worse, and the few scum among the cultivators are even more incomparable. Her voice rose sharply, and then fell suddenly, and her voice was soft and soft again.

"Nangong Zangfeng, Senior Brother Nangong, you say, is this person worse than a dog?!" Clear