He breathed a sigh of relief and didn't dare to reply, he is also a man, now Lao Pu has said it so clearly, if he opens the 'door' and goes out to see Xiaojin's 'flower', how will he face it?

The golden 'flower' body is full of the fragrance of a young 'girl', and the body that has gradually developed can no longer be completely wrapped in clothes, she smiles sweetly, the cute little mushroom head, and the corners of her mouth will 'show' a small dimple when she laughs...... The more he thought about it, the more ......

"Beast!" he 'pumped' his mouth, then stepped his head into the covers and continued to pretend to be asleep...... The update is so fast.

Today he was tired, coupled with the cold water of the river, he shrunk into the quilt and slept on the warm kang and soon entered his dream, and he didn't know how long Xiaojin 'Hua' waited before leaving in front of his room.

I don't know how long it took, but Wushuang was 'confused' and 'confused' when he heard as if there was a movement from under the window, as if something was scraping the outer fence of the Park family.

"Who?" Wushuang was very alert, sat up from the kang, put on his coat, and pushed the 'door' out with a cane.

He froze, under the moonlight, there was a white 'hairy' elk standing in front of the 'door' of the Pu's courtyard, the big elk had caught up with the size of a big buffalo, the shiny white 'hair' fluttered in the wind, and a pair of horns on the top of the head had never been trimmed and had been coiled together.

"Xiaobai?Xiaobai?" Wushuang subconsciously called for Bai 'Mao' Huangpizi, but the little guy didn't know where to run to play today, and he didn't see him when he was eating. Perhaps the customs of the distant Longwangtun are different from those of the Xing'an Mountains, and there are few small things like yellow skins, and every household does not know how to guard against it, and may not know who is running to steal the 'chicken' and 'touch' the dog.

The White Deer King raised his head to the sky and roared, the sound of the chirp was poignant and tactful, as if he had a stomach to say to Wushuang. Then it took a few steps to look back at Wushuang, and slowly walked like a mountain forest behind the village.

Wushuang limped behind him, always keeping a horizontal distance from the White Deer King, it was not that it didn't want to catch up, but that its 'legs' were inconvenient.

After walking for about an hour, I was far away from the range of Longwangtun, and when I looked back, there were barren mountains and withered grass all over the wilderness, and there was not even a human figure, only those animals in the mountains that came out of the day and night made ghostly calls.

"Are you the White Deer King?" he asked.

Bailu stood in place, shaking his head vigorously, as if he really wanted to speak.

At this moment, a golden light 'shot' obliquely on Wushuang's face, so that he had to quickly cover his eyes, the golden light was too dazzling, more dazzling than the sun at noon.

He 'draws' the dagger from his boot and steps back vigilantly. No, it deliberately lured itself here, and there were people nearby. He had already vaguely smelled a faint fragrance in the nearby grass, which was not like the incense powder and rouge on the 'woman' body, nor was it like the virgin 'woman' body fragrance of the golden 'flower', but it was undoubtedly on the 'woman' body.

The dazzling golden light flashed from the grass, approaching him little by little, Wushuang squinted his eyes and saw that not far away was a 'woman' in a cheongsam, this 'woman' was well-proportioned and tall, and her skin was fair, but he couldn't distinguish her youth and appearance, because this 'woman' had a mask made of gold on her face, and the carving of the mask was very 'fine', which matched the facial features of the 'woman', as if it was tailor-made for her.

Under the cold golden mask, only her glittering eyes and the cherry mouth were revealed.

"You...... ...... are you?" Wushuang didn't know why, seeing such a mysterious 'woman', he forgot about his own situation, and 'inserted' the dagger in his hand back into his boots.

If you take off the mask and put on a 'flower' skirt, she will definitely be a great beauty in a thousand, but although her cheongsam highlights her figure to the fullest, why doesn't it look like the style of a modern cheongsam? Even the 'flowers' embroidered on the cheongsam are all handmade.

She was familiar, where had she seen her before, and who was she?

The 'female' son approached Wushuang step by step, and her powerful aura instantly eliminated the uneasiness in Wushuang's heart. Wushuang tilted his head to look at the 'woman' who was close at hand, and the 'woman' also looked at him, and the two faces were so close that they could almost smell each other's breath.

Her eyes were full of tenderness, and that tenderness was not male or female, but almost maternal love. She unconsciously stretched out her white and smooth slender fingertips to caress Wushuang's face, just like a mother cherishes her son. Wushuang wanted to hide, but her aura was too strong to allow herself to refuse at all.

Her hand went around Wushuang's neck and 'touched' it to a mysterious 'acupoint' on the back of her head, and gently pressed it.

"Ahh

"Hey!" the mysterious 'woman' sighed leisurely.

Immediately after that, the 'woman' gently pressed her fingertips on the mysterious 'acupoints' around them, and the force was just right, very comfortable, and a warm current came from the back of her head, instantly hitting her whole body along the blood vessels, as if giving him a new lease of life.

"Stop!" was enjoying this hard-won maternal love when suddenly a vigorous voice came from behind him.

Wushuang looked back, it was no one else, it was the dirty old Taoist priest who pointed out the 'maze' for himself last night, but tonight the old Taoist priest changed into clean clothes, his body was spotless, and he dragged a colorful float in his hand, his red face was full of silver silk shawl, and a pair of fairy wind bones seemed to be a living immortal.

"The old man hasn't seen you for many years, Xiao Qi, are you okay?" Lao Dao gently shook and fell, every movement and every sound seemed to be a king from another world.

The 'woman' stood up and looked at the old man with wide eyes and surprise. Although she was wearing a golden mask, Wushuang could imagine her surprised expression now.

"Can't you put it down?" asked the old man.

The 'girl' stood there without saying a word, tears gradually oozing from her eyes, and the appearance of the old man awakened her memory of those eventful years.

"There are times in life that you need to be forced at all times, what do you want him to do? That's his life, Poor Dao had already warned him when he took him as a disciple, he insisted that no one could stop him, why are you still 'obsessed' and don't understand? "The old Taoist words hide a heavenly opportunity, but they refuse to speak out.

The 'girl' burst into tears, shook her head desperately, grabbed Wushuang's shoulders and protected him behind her, as if she was afraid that this living immortal would snatch her child.

"Xiao Qi! He should have this catastrophe in his fate, this kid's life is so bumpy, can you protect him for a lifetime? Go back, go back, go back to Xing'anling, this is not the place you should come. The poor way will not let him suffer. "The old man persuaded the 'woman' bitterly-

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