Mala Yan smiled, put down the winch wrapped with hemp rope little by little, Zhou Yu lowered it little by little along the wall, and began to paint from top to bottom.

This brush is exquisite, gold paint is more valuable, it is the product of gold sand smelting, after brushing down can save part of the material, as for those uneven follow-up and then make up for it, anyway, according to the requirements to brush three times.

Below him is dozens of meters in the air, if one is not careful, he will fart and catch a cold, this truth is more clear than anyone else, not far away is where the main battalion headquarters of the water king's army is located, with a rebellious eye hastily swept over, there are five or six thousand elite soldiers. These warriors were strong and strong, horses*, and at first glance they were masters of tough battles. To his surprise, in another camp not far from the main camp, there was a group of warriors with a scarlet light.

Needless to say, this color is the color of the elves. The Metropolitan Governor thought about it for a while, and finally came up with a total, which should be Tristan and the Ghost Rider Department. took refuge in the ghost rider of the water king, not only did he not get high-standard treatment, but he didn't even enter the drunken flower city, and the metropolitan governor secretly ridiculed him.

However, this is neither a good time to rejoice nor a critical period to ridicule. He had only one thought in his head: to make a good show and find Philena.

The first layer, no.

The second layer, no.

After brushing four layers in a row, seeing that the morning's work was about to come to an end, Zhou Yu was a little discouraged. He tugged on the rope, and the spicy hot on it pulled him up with a sense of comprehension.

Seeing the eldest brother's lawsuit, Malatang knew that he was in a bad mood, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he had to hand over the water scoop with a smiling face.

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

The governor roared in his heart, and the chrysanthemum was so tight that it clamped the steel bar. What's going on with this kid? How does he know I'm looking for something?

"What are you looking for?"

"I said, what are you looking for? Look at you when you go down and be elated, and when you come up, the six gods have no master. It's either that you didn't find something, or you lost something. There is nothing worth losing in your body. ”

Malatang pointed at Zhou Yu, he was dressed in ragged linen clothes, except for the two points of black left over from the big hole that was Shenlong's milk, there was absolutely nothing to lose.

"No, no, don't go there, be careful that I whip you!"

Zhou Yu was about to fight, but his heart was still not calm. Now it is not clear whether Malatang is friend or foe, and it is impossible for him to reveal the details, so why should he be in a group with himself, which is also the reason. Those big mouths don't have zippers on their mouths, maybe one accidentally said something, and a few people are really doomed.

"Brother, I'm eighteen, and you still treat me like a fool!"

Malatang looked unhappy, muttering to help Zhou Yu untie the waist rope on his body.

"What are you saying, I don't understand, Malatang. Pingshui meets, when will I have a bite to eat, don't talk nonsense! This is going to lose your head, eighteen you have enough to live? ”

The Governor looked at his childish face, and suddenly thought of Hugjiltu, who was probably not even eighteen when he was shot. Just because of the above sentence to solve the case within a time limit, he was labeled as rape first and then killed, and he was quickly executed.

Malatang is still a child after all, and he was not happy just now, but as soon as he heard Zhou Yu say soft words, he immediately leaned over and said next to the ear of the metropolitan governor.

"Brother, are you looking for the queen?"

Zhou Yu's back was cold, all the actions at the moment were carried out in secret, even the four brothers over there only knew about the change of plan until last night, how could they be so close to him?

"You—don't be kidding, Malatang. I've always wanted to be a colt, but what man in the world wouldn't want to? Don't you want to? ”

This sentence is a big truth, Her Majesty is smart and ready to marry, everyone knows it. Anyone who has a handle on Soracia has said such great things after three rounds of drinking. Zhou Yu's move was to drag and pull, bringing Malatang's words to the normal track.

He looked left and right, and there were still four or five construction workers and a small group of guards on the top of the tower, and no one noticed them, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, that's not what I meant. I mean, you want to save her ... ”

Zhou Yu didn't wait for him to finish speaking, kicked over the paint bucket, and then went up and slapped it on Malatang's face, and the snap caused everyone's side eyes.

"Damn, tell you to be careful, be careful, in the end you still spilled this Fugen'er. Why don't you want to live anymore? Lao Tzu is still too short of life! ”

It turned out to be the work of the work, and then I lost my temper with the younger brother, several workers snickered, and the guards yawned one by one, and turned their heads away and ignored them. Malatang covered his left face in horror, not knowing what he had done wrong, and opened his mouth wide and didn't dare to answer.

"Do you fucking want to die? If you want to stay away, don't fucking abduct someone else to be your company, grass and mud horse! ”

The Metropolitan is really angry, what kind of place is this? This kid doesn't know the depth to the extreme, or he is sent by the opponent to kill him.

At lunchtime, everyone sat in a circle, Zhou Yu pulled his blindfold and didn't say a word, Tuda Jielang and they were talking and laughing at first, but then they saw the spicy and swollen Lao Gao's cheeks quickly dumb down one by one. What's going on? Was he beaten by Juncao?

"Brother, this kid was beaten?"

"Hmm!"

Zhou Yu took a sip of soup, didn't have the heart to chew the dry food, and threw it on the ground with a click.

"This guy, these minions are very ruthless, look at this kid, his face is pale."

Bang Shuai wanted to reach over, but Malatang opened his bear paw.

"Well, it was my minions."

The Metropolitan Governor didn't look up, his eyes closed and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he said this in a daze.

"You are...

Bang Shuai hurriedly put his outstretched hand behind his back, it was natural for the eldest brother to discipline the younger brother, and it was not his turn to point fingers at him, who was also a younger brother.

Malatang had tears in his eyes, he didn't say a word after being beaten, these two tears were all his feedback. After all, it's just a child, looking at his aggrieved appearance, Zhou Yu felt a little reluctant in his heart, this kid shouldn't have intentionally framed himself, but his behavior was a little perverse and careless.

There are thousands of people in the whole of Thorasia who hate the water king and try to kill him quickly, and how many people with lofty ideals are worried about Queen Philena. The Metropolitan Governor now looks back and thinks about this question, it is very reasonable, and what Malatang guessed is not any top-secret information.

"Okay, stop crying. A big girl, crying like a sissy. ”

With a few swoops, Tuda and Tarzan squirted water out of their mouths at the same time. My lord, there is no such comfort as you, what a big girl, what a sissy?

Zhou Yu doesn't know much about comforting men, and he even feels a little rusty when he does this to women. The woman who loves you can't wait for your comfort, and you won't hurt the woman you love, he already knows such a simple truth in his heart.

"I just want to tell you, boy. Think twice before you speak, your head is your own, don't have anything to do, don't hang around a few handfuls on your belt. ”

Between men, it's just a little thing, and it's just a brain, and it's not overnight. In the afternoon, Malatang was like a good person, forgetting everything behind. Naturally, the Metropolitan Governor would not take it to heart, after all, he was the one who started beating people.

It's still the winch spinning, and it's still the Metropolitan Governor's hand and foot planer. This time, however, he decided to change his strategy and let Philena come to him. How to find a way, if you say it and let a prisoner come to you, others will laugh when they hear it.

However, Zhou Yu is such a person who always has more ways than difficulties.

He relied on singing.

"Oh oh oh yes, love you in my heart is hard to open...

"Please tell me softly, don't make me suspicious. . . ."

"Do you know that I love you, why do you ignore me...

Love you in my heart is hard to open this song, Zhou Yu once hummed it on that windy night, and for these seven words, Philena is not only familiar with her chest and has extraordinary and indelible memories in her.

It was the second game of the Southern Continent Tenmu Hunting Divisional Competition, and he used a knot of "love you in my heart" to win the championship, and since then he has become famous and has occupied Philena's heart in one fell swoop.

At this time, a lonely figure was kneeling in the prison on the eighth floor. Her eyes were closed, tears on her face not smiling. Every day of sleeplessness, eating and sleeping, the flower-like girl is described as withered and pale. Her heart recited the name of her father and mother over and over again, asking for the mercy of the gods and the miracle to happen.

If there is an afterlife, may I not be born in the emperor's family for the rest of my life. This is what the damned slave said, how painful it is, how soul-grabbing it is. Yes, it's a pity that this life is not finished, where did it come from in the next life? There is no market for the living, and there is a dilemma for death. Did Thoraxia's fate be the same as her own, and she would fall into hell and die?

Suddenly, a burst of singing sounded in her ears, which was already on the verge of death. The voice, like a ray of sunshine in the dark, with joy, playfulness, uninhibitedness, and a smile that could not stop it from entering her ears.

"Love you in the heart is hard to open..."

"Love you in the heart is hard to open..."

When I brushed it, tears poured out, permeating the flower-like cheeks, blooming with splendor and hope.

It's him, it's him, damn him.

He finally came, singing the song that only she had heard. How many haunting nights, how many heart-wrenching moments, her hopes went farther and farther with the metal mask and the back, and became more and more blurred, the Xilannu who she once thought would never see again.

He's back!

The girl used her last strength to move to the small window with three iron fences blocking the endless time and space, and through the blue sky she could not see anything in her eyes, only tears and fog, soaking everything, washing away sorrows, washing pain, and telling of vicissitudes.

"Hey, hey..."

"Silannu, I'm here...

The voice was as thin as a gossamer, she didn't have the strength to send it farther, and at this time, being able to live and move over was already the last hope to support. Without this song, she was afraid that she would not be able to support even this moment.

"Grass, the horse rider forgot the words!"

A very inappropriate sentence broke in, so familiar and picturesque.