The man on the stage holds an oil-paper umbrella

The man on the stage held an oil-paper umbrella and sang a scene in a costume. The obsession of singing, the tone in the mouth is melodious.

"The drama is ruthless. Hmm" The man in black in the shadows covered his mouth before he could finish speaking.

"Shhhh "It's the first few days."

"Boss, this is the eighteenth day that the sect leader has stood on the stage and sang."

"I think it should be 。。。。。" A group of men in black walked out.

"Let's go up the ghost." "The sect leader is even more terrifying than Lord Yama."

"Evil and evil." "How?"

"I can't tell." "It's still worth talking about it now."

"Take advantage of the dark moon and high wind to knock the sect leader unconscious." "We rebelled?" "Rebellion."

"Stun the sect master, find a miracle doctor or master to take a look." Treating the Demon Sect Master? ”

"Who dare?" "Can we go out and meet a figure?"

"Little monkey on." "I'm just a horse doctor."

"A dead horse should be a live horse doctor." "What is the crux of the problem?"

"It's just a good idea." "Recall."

"It should be after the competition with the master of the Shengxue Gatehouse."

"Nothing happened in the church that day." "I see."

"Little monkey, you speak." "There is no rumor and gossip in the sect, but something happened in Shengxuemen."

"The owner of the Shengxue Gate Tower is wearing a red dress to receive relatives?" "Think about it, our sect master's only friend is Shengxue Gate Lou Qinglin, Lou Qinglin wants to marry, and our landlord will go crazy."

"It's hard to think about."

"Our sect leader is on the same level as the master of the building, you know the Xiaoyao Pavilion."

"Storytellers and storytellers are a couple in the book." "That's it." A group of men in black found the crux of the matter.

The people in black looked at Meng Zhuoyin, the leader of the Demon Sect on the stage, who was still spinning in circles, and was about to cry.

"Let's reminisce."

"Recall what."

"Recall the master of the building and the sect leader, and when did our sect leader fall in love with Lou Qinglin."

"Okay." The men in black sat on the grass with apples. Then the teapot peanut lo-mei was conjured.

"I remember the old days."

In fact, the story is very simple.,It's the story of the demon sect leader who loves to convulsion.,To fight to the death with the master of the building.,The story that hasn't been fought since.。

Demon Sect Leader Meng Zhuoyin, who was spinning in circles: You pay attention to the wording.

A few years ago, there was only one person in the martial arts, and the martial arts alone was the Demon Sect leader Meng Zhuoyin. But suddenly a person appeared, this man is called Lou Qinglin, no one knows him, and no one knows what kind of martial arts he practiced. In Wulin, Lou Qinglin set up a Shengxue Gate. None of the martial arts masters or those who kicked the gym succeeded. Among them, there is naturally Meng Zhuoyin. Meng Zhuoyin fought again and again. Failure after failure. What made him even more unacceptable was that. Lou Qinglin didn't like to take care of him, and always looked at him with a look like the people in the rivers and lakes and martial arts. The leader of the Demon Sect was angry and tried to be strong, and he practiced like crazy.

"Shengxuemen, it's also unique, if I defeat you, I'll change it to a door."

"You have one door, I have two doors hahaha."

There is only one door in the world, although Lou Qinglin is cold. But to treat the people is a living bodhisattva. Orphans and homeless people, Shengxuemen helped build a school, soup porridge and medicine. The major events in the rivers and lakes, Shengxuemen helped to flatten it. Over time, there is really only one door in the world, called Shengxue Gate. Just because of Lou Qinglin, respect for Shengxuemen. The unconvinced Demon Sect Leader also followed him to give porridge and medicine. Follow Lou Qinglin.

It's a big oolong. Everyone thinks that the master of Shengxue Gate Lou Qinglin is a living Bodhisattva, and he has influenced the leader of the Demon Sect who does all kinds of evil, and he is full of respect for Lou Qinglin.

Bright as the bright moon and white is one of the preferences of the master of the Shengxue Gate. You can be recognized at the first glance. The younger generations who once admired Lou Qinglin still competed to imitate it, but no one imitated the slightest charm of Lou Qinglin. Among these people, there is naturally the Demon Sect Leader Meng Zhuoyin.

"Our sect leader has really imitated a bit of charm."

"Slowly we fell in love."

The man in black who was gnawing on chicken feet made a summary.

"Wait a minute, second brother, don't you think what we're talking about is nonsense."

"It's not settled."

"Then tell me why the sect leader set up the stage and sang the opera."

"The love is deep, the master of the building is married, and our sect leader is crazy."

"I've found the crux of the matter."

The men in black cheered.

Demon Sect Leader Meng Zhuoyin babbled for half an hour after turning around, closed the oil-paper umbrella, and plucked the acacia flowers in the middle of the hair. Shook off the rain on his clothes, sat in the gazebo, and drank tea.

"Longwang, wait for me." The Demon Sect Leader looked into the distance affectionately. "Hahahahaha." Then he looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Run." The men in black ran away.

"Let's have supper."

The men in black ate supper together. Leave the sect master alone in the gazebo to admire the moon (convulsions).

Let's go back to the day after Meng Zhuoyin and Lou Qinglin competed. In fact, there was no competition, Meng Zhuoyin just rushed to show off his good mood with Meng Zhuoyin.

"Yo, the leg of the master of the dignified building door can still be injured, and he is wrapped in so much gauze, but he is not broken."

"Rongrong bandaged me."

"Rongrong?"

"Cute."

"What's the matter with your Sichun laugh."

"That's right, Ah Fu said that I didn't go out when my clothes were dusty, so I went out and met a nest of bandits."

"The bandit who can hurt you is none other than the grass bandit gang by the Qingqing River."

"That's not the point." Lou Qinglin fanned her fan.

"Hmm."

"After that, I met Rong Rong, and Rong Rong helped me wipe the medicine and bandage it."

"I also want to fight the bandit leaders."

"I'm back to the Snow Gate." Lou Qinglin left with a smile.

"I also want to fight the bandit leaders."

The leader of the Demon Sect, who was obsessed with the bandit leader, rode out early the next day.

Do they have that kind of relationship, how can it be, if so, what will Feng Rong do, what will Xiao Longwang do. Off topic, off topic.

In that year, Meng Zhuoyin challenged Lou Qinglin many times and failed many times. The sect leader gave up, and Lou Qinglin thought that he could finally get clean. But the Demon Sect Master, the Demon Sect Master. Follow him every day. Lou Qinglin couldn't bear it anymore, and heard that the sect leader liked to drink, so he gave him a jar of his own wine. The Demon Sect Master, who likes to drink, even relied on the owner of the building. Over time, they found that they all liked to stay at home like a girl. One of his snow-white clothes was dusty, and the other was too lazy to move and was about to become disabled. And they had a friendship.

Master of Shengxue Gatehouse: I don't know him very well, and what kind of trouble do I always appear in his stories? Can you hurry up and write about him and the story of me and Little Phoenix.

Demon Sect Leader Meng Zhuoyin: Get out, okay, hurry up and write about my love with Longwang.

The bewitching boy of the egg yolk pie: I'm sorry, this chapter is over. I'm going to write the story of the leader of the grass gang by the Qingqing River.