"Gao Fan, Hong Jiying gave it to you herself, man!"

Bai Yao's hair is red, or "little red", so she is not easy to be beaten. The day when Gao Gaofan accidentally bullied the little princess was over, and she slept on a bright moon full of elasticity. Gao put it away and explained, "It's time, but it's very rare......

"Chess piece, transfer time"?" the little princess writhed her beautiful eyebrows in confusion.

At this time, you can see the red car that Gao Fan suddenly admired, he was lying on his wrist, he shook it with ten fingers, and then hit the ground with a bright red light! Suddenly, the small "car" brand flashed bright light in the countryside on the yellow earth. The next thing you know, like playing chess, Gao Fan suddenly turned red.

Chess rook!

Gao Fan walked forward with a dozen feet of light, left this old photo, and flew to the top of the dirt mountain. The earth was on top of a mountain, and the sun in the east rose and rose, turning Gao Fan's body into a golden monster.

Gao Fan thought about it, touched his chin, and suddenly asked, "Do you have the hair of a fat bear?" This is a strange question. Why did you mention this all of a sudden?

"Is this the seal of the bank bear and the monster's soul?" Thinking about it, Bai Yao's family was very curious, and his eyes were very bright and strange.

Gao Fan said clearly: "Even if it's just a little hair!"

Why did Gao Fan take the bear fur out of the bank?

"You.

Bai Yaojia's face suddenly turned red, like a peach blossom in spring. He wanted to teach Gao Fan a lesson, but he didn't know how to see through Gao Fan. She writhed and pinched, blushing. He finally took a picture of the pocket and took us out of the fur dress. It turns out that the elevator kills the valuable money, so the bear finally makes a skirt out of the best fur. Looks so good!

Bai Yaojia blushed and handed the skirt to Gao Fan. Gao Fan, you can't do strange things with my clothes... You guy!"

"I knew I could defeat you!" After that, the little princess of the Nanren completed her magical fantasy experience, mounted her horse in the Battle of the Nanren, and hurried away.

There is no banquet in the world without no end!

Gao Fan left the black and white pagoda with a smile: Go back to Qimen, look at Su Lan, look at Chu Yingxue, look at Master!

Fifteen days later.

Gao Fan finally approached the territory of Qimen. The whole road is a beautiful scenery in western China, with beautiful mountains and rivers and outstanding people. Gao Fan rode a yellow war horse, hummed a song, and turned into a big yellow meteor. Today Gao Fan entered a small town. This is the junction of the Qiang and Qimen, and one of Gao Fan's fans saw some exotic scenery and vacationed in one of the largest restaurants.

"Wash in the dust, otherwise people will see me in their dreams. I don't think I'm pretty. ”

Those little black faces, beautiful sails, they went into a big restaurant.

These restaurants are old and smell good. They are divided into three layers, with a patch of red in the middle. Now there are five or six Qiang blue girls dancing. Qian Ling and Gong's voices have been rising, but they are Qiang photographers. Although these girls are ordinary, they are as thin as Qiang. ornaments, also have a unique taste. Gao Fan smiled and saw through it, especially when bending that magical belt of toughness, the random circle of the moon...... Of course, at this critical moment, Xiao Heiyi soon came, deliberately blocking Gao Fan's gaze in front of Gao Fan, he bowed politely, and then laughed: "Foreign official, do you want a Bama? Our food here is very delicious, and there is a unique Qiang American restaurant." ”

Gao Fan looked at the snow-white eldest son, waved his hand in annoyance, and shouted, "Let's go, good food, let's go." ”

Of course, the other smiled and quickly left. Needless to say, you'll have to go grab some of the more expensive dishes and serve them. These restaurants attract many male guests who sing and dance with the dreamers. Men can't turn a blind eye. For a while, where can they care about the price of drinks and dishes? The Qiang dishes and the wine of dreams exude a charming aroma, and another student respects them.

Gao Fan was very tired when driving. He was very excited. While eating and drinking, he continued to watch a girl in blue dance.

I don't know if Suran's Hungarian dream lover has a whiter stomach...

"When Zhu Yinglan wore a Qiang costume, hey. ”

"Oh, I saw it, I really saw it!"

After a beautiful dance, there is a sound ball that matches the dividing line. Ordinary monks may not be able to find it, but Gao Fan has a keen mind. The sounds of many Qiang sets, silver bells and gongs and drums have a mystical group effect, making people feel comfortable, happy, and even excited, and gradually blushing.

They are undoubtedly also sound balls, but not attacking. It's to make the guests laugh and then go out and get comfortable, even intoxicated by the language of wine!

Like the barbarians in the south, the Qiang people in the northwest have many unique tools.

"Another jug of wine!" Of course, Gao Fan's face turned red, and his heart began to liven.

In fact, sometimes it's just the sadness of the theater. Happy singing and dancing, the more the second generation of ancestors looks, the more he drinks, the more he drinks. The men were pale and had dark circles under their eyes, and at first glance, they knew that the wine was already there. Running away, their shoulders collapsed, their paintings were undoubtedly golden, the green one, the green hairpin, the golden jade ribbon let people know that they were a great son.

At that time, the brother-in-law drank more than a dozen bottles of strong wine, and his neck was red.

They were tall, with bank hair and blue clothes, but they were old monks. At the same time, they have a pair of deep eyes, and they know at a glance that they are the ancestors of the Qiang people. But at that time, they were all members of Shu Han's family and seemed to have integrated into the Qiang people.

At a critical moment, the senior staff of the bank stepped forward and waved quietly, and Mr. Ding Shengfa suddenly turned on the golden light!

That's not a punch!

I don't seem to like it, but the support from the old man is excellent.

Launch! Grab the cinnabar platform, and the bank will send herbal tea to the elderly.

Master Wu bowed, frowned, and said coldly, "Give me that incompetent old man!let him know that no one in the town can resist me!" Suddenly, several terrible Wu family members appeared, one of them looked terrible, but at this moment, the old man was facing the challenge of many young people, indifferent.

Oh, yes!

The tongue bloomed like the thunder of spring, like a dragon chirping, like a chase, and a huge ball of sound attacked like an unstoppable invisible trumpet, trembling and opening a restaurant. At that moment, Qian Zhong, Qiang Tao, and Gong Sound Ball fell down one after another, and they couldn't stand the blow, and even the ears of several monks were very close, as if they were deaf, and the earth shook, and you could see the Gong Sound Ball attacking violently!

Prosperity!

Under its enormous influence, the recent junk bread fell to the ground due to screaming and cramps, without prestige.

And the arrogant Master Wu, also called "ordinary", lay down for a while, his face was pale, trembling, and he couldn't stand up. After drinking, Master Wu's clothes suddenly became soaked. His face turned red, but after more than ten years, when the voice ball disappeared, he quietly trembled and said, "You, that is, reading." Bad dog stuff, cheap free training, dare to mess with me!