"You ······" can make the popularity tremble, the eyes are white, it used to be just a rumor, but now this posture, it seems that I want to witness it with my own eyes.

"Okay, it's okay to make a fuss." The Xuankong Daoist couldn't stand it anymore, and glanced at Wei Wuji.

What has happened to this kid in the past few years? How is it such a big change? If it weren't for the fact that although the Xuankong Daoist was a Taoist, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he would have to wonder if Wei Wuji had been exchanged for a soul? Or something else.

When I followed him before, I was quite an honest child! Although it is not the kind of dullness that can't be farted with three rollers, it is not as naughty as today, and there has been such a earth-shaking change, what kind of changes has he experienced.

"Girl, this kid is the skin, don't be like him." With a kind smile, the Xuankong Dao people relieved the anger that was about to blow Yuan Bing away. This girl's temperament is also big enough, if these two live together in the future, they will definitely have a lot of joy and a lot of headaches. The little girl Fang Yuan also hurried over, and stroked Yuan Bing's back with her little hand to soothe her anger.

"Listen to you, I don't have the same knowledge as him." Yuan Bing first nodded with kindness, then looked at the Xuankong Daoist, and said with a sense of conspiracy: "But you also heard just now, such an apprentice, why don't you quickly hang on the tree and whip it, and wait for the New Year?" ”

She didn't believe that she had lived for more than 20 years, had seen the wind, and experienced the rain, and now she could be stunned and fall into such an inconspicuous little gutter as Wei Wuji. Of course, I knew that this bastard who could make people angry to death had superb skills, and he didn't know how much he threw himself out. Fighting alone, even if the potential explosion under the rage is not a child.

Since it is clear that you can't beat it, it's best not to fight, because in addition to fighting, there is a better way to clean up this annoying guy. What does one of the thirty-six strategies in the ancient soldier's book say, it seems that there is such a plan called borrowing a knife to kill people.

"I can't see it, the taste is very strong!" Wei Wuji's eyes were staring at Yuan Bing, this woman was too bold and unscrupulous.

dared to be in front of him, so he asked the master to clean him up. All right! Then before you can't be sure whether you will be cleaned up, you will be cleaned up first, and you can't suffer anyway. Don't talk about men and women, countless historical facts and gore can prove that if women clean up people, they may not be worse than men.

In the Han Dynasty more than 1,000 years ago, after Gaozu died, how did Empress Lu clean up Mrs. Qi, who had been favored by Gaozu for many years? So much so that Emperor Hui Liu Ying, what a good child, was so frightened that he died. If Emperor Hui didn't die, maybe for the sake of his son's face, he wouldn't be able to make so many messes behind, and there would be no ministers to pacify the Lu family and welcome the acting king who was divided outside, that is, the later Emperor Wen of Han.

"You kid, get out of here!" The Xuankong Daoist glared at Wei Wuji angrily, and pointed to the doorway. This bastard, he wiped his ass here to put out the fire, but he poured oil on it. Young man, aren't you afraid that the fire will be too big and burn yourself?

"Well, then I'd better be obedient." Under the coercion of the eyes of the Xuankong Daoist, Wei Wuji obediently bowed his head and obeyed.

"Well, but we're a little shy in our pockets." This time, Yuan Bing didn't say anything, took out his wallet, counted about five hundred yuan, and handed it to Wei Wuji.

"Here you go, buy more good ones and come back." Yuan Bing said while handing over the money. That tone is like explaining to her husband's wife. Such a scene will also be performed countless times in various ways after countless years.

For example: Wei Wuji, your daughter is crying, hurry up and see if she is hungry. Then a big man ran over and hugged the little girl whose cry could collapse a universe in his arms, shaking and shaking!

"Some people don't want to buy groceries because they are too stressed, but go to buy tickets." In a word, Fu Lingxin blurted out. The tone is like that of a teenager, and the mischievous child who loves to play mischievously.

"When he was learning from you in the mountains, was he so annoying?" Like a hostess entertaining guests, while busy making tea for Xuankong Dao people, Yuan Bing asked inadvertently. The art of war is cloudy, know yourself and know the enemy, in order to survive a hundred battles.

She had to learn a good about Wei Wuji's past, the Xuankong Daoist was Wei Wuji's master. As the saying goes, a teacher for one day is a father for life. Is there anyone else who knows Wei Wuji better than the Xuankong Dao people?

"He wasn't like this before, and compared to before, I would like him to be like this now, at least he's happy, even if it's just a little bit." Xuankong Daoist was stunned and said in a complex, loving tone.

"Master, as long as you think I'm happy. So what's the matter, even if it's a bit of nonsense? Wei Wuji, who stepped out of the room with the money, whispered in a tone that only he could hear.

"Sister Yuan, from the words of the Taoist chief, the eldest brother seems to have a very unusual past, and that kind of past must make him very painful, very painful." Helping Yuan Bing in the kitchen, cleaning up simply, and doing what he could, Fang Yuan suddenly opened his mouth and whispered.

"I understand that the growth of life is the constant payment of the price of pain. For some people, the pain will pass after a while. Some people will bury this pain deep in the bone marrow. Yuan Bing's actions took a step slowly, and said slowly with a state of mind that only she could understand.

"Big sister, take a look, the price of this fish head, is it ······?" In the noisy vegetable market, Wei Wuji leaned over and talked to a female stall owner in her early thirties about the price of one and two cents. What's wrong with a dime? Isn't it money?

There was a man who later became an emperor once said such a wise saying, a penny is difficult to defeat a hero. In the case of a fiscal deficit, don't say that this is a dime or a dime, even if it is a penny or two cents, you have to talk about it. Speaking of which, the red color of the finances has gradually warmed up.

"You young man, you are really good at talking. Depending on your age, you're twenty-four or fifteen years old at most, and if I'm a little older, I'll be your mother. That being said, the smile on the corner of his mouth is gradually increasing. What woman doesn't want people to praise her beauty, especially a handsome guy like Wei Wuji.

"Young man, you don't look like a person who lacks this three-haired man. To be honest, is it behind your daughter-in-law's back and playing speculation here? You men, you are all virtuous! The words that followed showed that although it was a question, it was also an affirmation. It seems that this person also has a lot of experience. Life, in addition to chicken feathers and duck blood, after trivial things, maybe there is such a little fun.

"I thought that some people took that little money to buy groceries, bought a ticket and ran away?" The moment Wei Wuji entered the door with a large bag and a small bag, Yuan Bing opened his mouth. Looking at the pile of things, the corners of his mouth rose up, and he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart. It seems that this guy did spend all the money.

The little girl Fang Yuan looked at Yuan Bing a little stunned, when she was working in the kitchen just now, hadn't she already talked about it? Yuan Bing's tone, if she doesn't understand Wei Wuji, not many people in this world understand. Since they have all understood it this way, shouldn't they be respectful? Why did you enter the door or in this state of gunpowder?

"That's what I thought. But then I thought about it, if I really ran away, you wouldn't have to send a wanted warrant to arrest me all over the world. Although we don't have any great skills, we also have hands and feet, and we have brains, and we can't give people busy work and cause trouble casually. He said as he turned to something kitchen-like. Looking at the clean and tidy kitchen, Wei Wuji was stunned for a second, and then laughed silently.

"Are you sure you can do it alone? Do you want me to be kind and help you? Yuan Bing leaned against the kitchen door, looked at Wei Wuji, who was busy inside, and said suddenly. Although I can't fry a big dish or something, chop green onions and garlic, wash vegetables or something, it should be no problem.

"Forget it, I don't want the kitchen I just cleaned up and made it look like the scene of a fire." Wei Wuji paused, this rhythm was inexplicably a little fast, but also a little familiar.

This seems to be the state of life he once imagined many years later, except that the heroine is not Yuan Bing, but a woman who thinks she can spend her life with her.

It's also naïve and ridiculous to think about, how can such a woman live such a life of firewood, rice, oil and salt with herself. Maybe a lot of the time, even from the beginning, it's just that you're delusional.

"You ······" Looking at Wei Wuji, who was suddenly silent, the somewhat sad back, the pain hidden deep in his bones, the inexplicable Yuan Bing felt a trace of distress, and a faint killing intent. No matter what kind of past it is, it is inseparable from women after all. And no matter what kind of woman she is, she shouldn't hurt him so deeply after all.

What do you think? Who are you? Who qualifies to think so? He shook his head, as if to throw out the absurd thoughts that had jumped into his mind. Maybe Yuan Bing doesn't have such an understanding now, there are some things that can be poured out, such as water in a cup and rice in a bowl······

But this idea is not something that can be poured out of the head. Unless it is a major change, the memory in the mind is cleared.

"I hope some people don't say things that cover their conscience." When a table of delicious dishes came out of the pot, Wei Wuji glanced at Yuan Bing and said.

"Who said you have to hold your conscience? It's really delicious. Manly ······ Well, no, even if it's a woman, she should keep her promise and can't talk nonsense, I didn't think to deny it. ”