As the sun set, Ye Feng stopped and switched to the son of Green Edge on a golden carriage.

And the meteor Ze was tied hand and foot and was ordered by her to give it to a groom and "consign" it to Shucheng.

She still paid for the journey, this evil breath did not come out, and she didn't want to harm people's lives, although this meteor was extremely evil, but she was magnanimous and didn't care about her.

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it, this old saying is better for her master!" Ye Fengzhu thought to himself, Meteor knew her Ye Fengzhu's identity, and the only person who knew about this was He Xiong, so the behind-the-scenes messenger behind Meteor was none other than He Xiong, thinking that Meteor might have been planted by him in the eyes of the Tilting Mansion.

He-he wouldn't think of harming him, right? He had no motives.

The son of the green edge looked at Ye Fengzhu, and felt that she really had a way, and it was really the smartest person he knew at the beginning, known as "magical".

It's just that she seems to be soft-hearted and too bodhisattva-hearted.

"What......" Ye Feng stopped looking at him and said, "What do you think is wrong with me doing this?" ”

"Won't you kill that man?" The Son of the Green Edge asked.

"Kill her, hehe......" Ye Feng stopped laughing, "It's so cheap, isn't it?" ”

She had her own plans, and she didn't want to pursue anything more.

She Meteor just wants to assassinate her again, and she has a way to deal with it.

The meteor bumped all the way through the carriage, not at all happy, unable to move, unable to do anything.

She wanted to cry without tears, this Ye Fengzhu really formed a bond with her, and the next time she planned to kill Ye Fengzhu, she really couldn't bear it.

The two carriages went in opposite directions and drove away.

"I'm tired...... Ye Feng stopped and leaned back in his seat.

And they are still in the same costume, the son of the green edge has long been unbearable, and wants to change down, along the way, many men, women and children are staring at him, especially those men, all like a greedy pervert, seeing him, they can't walk.

It's true, he's a big man, aren't they blind and can't recognize him?

"Hehehe......" Ye Feng stopped staring at the son of the green front and laughed, the sound was like a bell, and she opened the curtain with her hand, like seeing the moon through the clouds.

Now, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

If she is a meteor or some kind of jackal, tiger and leopard and then folds back, she will not be relentless. At that time, don't blame her for a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

When the son of the green edge saw her smile, his heart was bright.

In the history of this life, he was so relieved and comforted that someone could smile with his help, and that was the most beautiful and shining brilliance.

Once, his hands were covered with blood, and he was afraid, afraid that he would hurt someone again. So he used that evil and charming face to show people to cover up the unbearable and dirty in his heart.

Now, more or less, it's a little relieved.

His slender fingers opened the curtain on the other side, and outside, the sky was a different blue, and the flowers and plants in the field were so swaying.

"Son of Green Edge, I'm going to sleep, you can help me watch the bad guys......" Ye Feng stopped cautiously, walking on thin ice.

This time, I'm afraid he won't bother him first!

"Hmm." The son of the green edge responded, and the corners of his mouth rose, like a bend of the light moon, white as a star.

"By the way, what about the Red Snow Pavilion, did Zhu Xie say anything?" Ye Feng closed his eyes and opened them again.

Sure enough, this woman was still as verbose as ever.

“…… You go to sleep first! The son of the green edge said, the bright moon coming out of the west was very suitable for the occasion, and what made him feel at ease was the red-clothed lady in front of him.

They rode in the carriage and none of them lost sleep.

It's just that the old deaf and dumb old man who has been running around and working behind them has been working hard.

He put on a hat to cover the wind and frost of the sun and the moon.

And on the side of the Dumping Mansion, Dumping Shui Ran had already heard about Ye Feng's suspension of the pavilion.

He drank sullenly, bitter to his brow, and a far-fetched smile appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, he planned to relieve a thousand sorrows, but the more he drank, the more sober he became, and the more he felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't get rid of it.

He's such a waste, useless Sasha!

She must be the son of the green edge! Why did this stupid woman just follow a man she didn't know and left.

What do they say, they have a heart-to-heart agreement, and they have made an oath, and the ghost believes it!

He knocked a jug of wine to the ground and flipped it several times before it broke into pieces.

Stumbling along the stone staircase that stretched all the way.

It turned out that he poured his second son into this inky tower.

He wanted to pray to the Buddha, miss the Buddha, and bless him with never being able to fail a person again in his life, but this could not be as he wished after all.

His face was drunk like a monkey's ass, and his eyes were full of moonlight in the tower.

"Wine, wine......," exclaimed, kneeling on the edge of the stone staircase, with the smell of wine in his throat, "wine! Wine! Wine! ”

He was dressed in white and won the snow, fluttering and ascending to immortal.

But this wine can't melt the sorrow...... He can't reach the immortal underworld.

He obviously knew that her red-clothed Youling had nothing to do with the son of Green Edge, which was a joke at most. But he was just poked by the blade of a knife that she Ye Feng stopped, dripping blood...... Wenxin School

Why did she just leave, don't want him anymore!

Wasn't she so reckless and competitive before?

But now that he was going to take a thousand steps back to get away from him, did he bore her so much?

As he spoke, he didn't know what the hell he was muttering in his mouth, and he picked up a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth in a big gulp.

The wine poured silver all over the ground, soaking and soaking down his mouth, his stomach, his neck, his cheeks, his forehead, his hair, and his body.

He's really not drunk yet, not even drunk any deeper......

The real realm is to get carried away, to forget all the connections, all people, all things, all cause and effect, all involvement, all possibilities, and all the bits and pieces with her.

Mo Yan flew down from the tower, poured water and reluctantly put down the wine, thinking that he had seen a ghost.

"Have you had enough? Pavilion Master, is this wine to your liking? Mo Yan couldn't help but ask.

He didn't care what ugly he looked when he was drunk, and he had a cloak on his face.

His purpose is to let Dump Shui Ran do what he wants, vent all the sorrows in his heart, let the jar of wine, a jar, shatter, dissolve, melt the moonlight, and suck it dry by a thousand steps of stone ladder, leaving only the essence of the sun and the moon.

poured water and drank vigorously, but in the end, how could he withstand the long night and sleepiness, and he still fell drunk on the couch.

Let him be like a jade, and his hands will be lifted horizontally, and he will be sent to the palace.

The shadows of the trees swayed, the white clothes were wet, and the ink clothes were contrasting.

"You call someone to come and help the second master change this wet robe and middle coat." Mo Yan couldn't help but say, he didn't want him to catch a cold under his hands, and blamed him.

Pouring water and smiling lightly, still asleep in a dream. didn't move, but it made people like it extraordinarily, the eyebrows were picturesque, like a static ink painting, and the ink hit the clothes, which was the smell of wine that had not yet dried.

"Women's ...... Man? The little guy asked.

"Yes, of course...... Call a maid! Mo Yan turned sideways, then lowered his head and said nothing, thinking about it.

"This ...... Where can I find some maids? "It's a shame to be a little girl.

The tower was already far from the populated area.

Futu, Futu, quickly reveal the mystery, what should be done......

That's the only way to do it, to use that inappropriate method!

Because if you don't do this, if you don't take off his soaked clothes, you will catch a cold, and if you don't take it off all night, ordinary people can't stand it.

If this continues, he may be killed alive.

"You cut his clothes by hand......" the little guy froze aside.

"Otherwise, what can be done?" Mo Yan asked rhetorically, I don't plan to help him take it off anyway.

This time and two, it was neat, and the whole body was quickly stripped naked.

Under a thick quilt, I really don't know how to describe this huge scene.

He is really meticulous and takes good care of him, hey......

The little guy had no choice but to get out of his hands.

Stay here and stay so! Moreover, he Moyan was originally the master of this Buddha Pavilion, and he should live wherever he wanted, and if he wanted to settle here, he would be generous and unrestrained.

It's just that they are a man and a man, two big men, although it is appropriate, but it can't help but make people think about it.

Because it is not the first time that Mo Ruyu has stayed overnight with his second son, the two of them are drunk half to death every time......

Helpless, this time, Dumping Ran drank extremely miserably, he Mo Ruyu couldn't get drunk first, he was drunk, and no one would take care of the drunk Dumping Ran.

Besides, he has never liked to drink.

Worrying about this kind of taste has long been nothing to him.

Pouring water and lying on the couch with a simple shallow breath, Mo Yan picked up a book and flipped through it several times.

The moonlight enters the house, the flowers are blooming, and you are immersed in the lake and sea surrounded by moonlight.

When he was about to close the book, a few mosquitoes crept in from the window, and stung him several bags on his neck.

After lighting the incense, he put out the fire and fell asleep.

The inky black silk hibiscus coat hangs in the transparent place, and the hibiscus pattern on it is faintly visible, but the gap in the back is filled by other people's hands.

That person was not Ye Fengzhu, and naturally it would not be anyone else, but himself......

In fact, in the wooden box dug up by Houshan a few days ago, there was a new set of black silk hibiscus clothes, but he was reluctant to wear it, and he was ...... He didn't want anyone else to know the secret of the black silk hibiscus clothes.

It's far from that simple.

He reached out and touched the small bag left behind by the bite on his neck, and he hated it.

It's time to get rid of this mosquito.

The skill of harming people is really not shallow, and he owes the mosquitoes an account in return for their selfless dedication, so that his blood is a little smoother, and sooner or later he will clean them up.

It's just a pour, but there is no other perception or touch other than the cold moonlight.

I'm afraid this wine is under some other medicine.