It seems that an extremely long time has passed, and I don't know if the tea is a stick of incense, or if the sun rises in the east and sets in the west or the night changes to day.

A big lazy waist. So much so that both hands were about to reach the top of the corridor. Ye San's arms were stretched out, and the feeling coming from inside was very clear when he looked at the arm that was tied with a thick cloth belt.

All right? Ye San's watch didn't care about anything else, curled up his arms, and the feeling of stagnation caused by the internal splint block reminded him that at this moment, the arm with qi and blood stasis and bones were misaligned, and he had regained consciousness.

This is a bit instructive.

"Sister, my arm is fine." Ye San waved his arms excitedly, but found that there was no one around.

"Sister?" Deng Shi panicked, Ye San pulled the layers of linen on his arm even more vigorously, moving his fingers that were a little numb, he didn't know what happened here, how could he be left in a trance.

It's easy to get cranky.

"Nightfall?" Ye San ran down the road without two steps and then up, and when he was in a dilemma, he heard the sound of the night at the bottom.

"What's it called? Wake up and come down. Hearing that her sister's voice was not wavering, she understood that she was not in danger at the moment, and rushed down the Yongdao in three steps and two steps at night, and saw Ye Yaoer standing by a pond with his back to him, Zhang Sanfeng squatting aside, and Zhang Jiu'e consciously stayed behind the Yongdao.

Pond? After making sure that he was not mistaken, Ye Sangen moved forward. It is indeed unbelievable that there should be a pond in such a dark place where there is no light in the daylight.

After seeing that the water source of this square inch of land enclosed by green bricks had dried up and turned into a mud pond, Ye San's thought in an instant was the lotus pond that seemed to be a tiger for three people, but everyone was golden.

In the mud pond, a lotus leaf that has lost its original color and is slightly withered under the light of the yellow fire, holding a lotus flower that is wilting and drooping as if it has survived the hot summer and is blown by the autumn wind, completely devoid of spirit and luster.

Asked: "Lotus Pond?" Answer: "Lotus pond." Ye Sangen and Zhang Sanfeng did not miss a word of question and answer, at this time, it would definitely not be as happy as the two great monks, but the tone of the two people made others sound interesting everywhere.

It's just that no one finds it interesting right now. Ye Sangen squatted next to Zhang Sanfeng, touching his chin with the hand that had just recovered but acted as if he had not been injured at all.

"Is this a dead death?"

"Not yet." This time, it was obviously not a happy Taoist priest who was also rubbing the old mud on his chest, and his expression was never more solemn, and he said, "But it's fast." ”

"Can't you water?"

“…”

"Move out to the sun?"

"..."The night three, which is out of tune like Zhang Sanfeng a few days ago, will definitely not be like Zhang Sanfeng that day, after all, Zhang Sanfeng's lack of tone is aimed at Zhang Jiu'e, and the night three's lack of tune will only be exchanged for a solid kick in front of Ye Yaoer.

Putting down the skirt, Ye Yao's tone once again showed a little displeasure,

"If you talk nonsense, get out of here." Quite embarrassed to get up from the ground, Ye San was even more aggrieved,

"Whoever grows flowers doesn't always move to the sun to water them when they see some decay, I..."

Ye Sangen squatted down again, this time closer to Zhang Sanfeng, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Is this lotus leaf lotus flower wilting like this because it doesn't see light all day?" ”

"This is the sustenance that carries the fortune and blessings of my Taoism for thousands of years, and I haven't been like this for ten years." It can also be seen that Ye Sangen really doesn't understand the subtlety, and Zhang Sanfeng showed rare patience.

Although I can't see the current state of this lotus, all the things that have happened in the entire Wudang Mountain in the past few days are, to put it bluntly, all around this secret?

Ye Yao said: "I heard that the three Taoist masters practiced the extremely obscure Taoist Fortune Divination Three Heavenly Techniques, is there no way?" Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly: "The last month after the year, Zhang Jiuding's guy has been hiding it, if it weren't for Jiu'e becoming the leader, I'm afraid I would still be in the dark." In the past few days, I have also recited a few hexagrams, but the hexagrams are vague, and I can't understand them. Ye Yao couldn't help frowning,

"I've seen some plum blossom six scales and bones before, although not as proficient as the three Taoist chiefs, but there are also some unique insights, it's better to talk about it, see if you can understand one or two." Although it was the class that made the axe, Zhang Sanfeng didn't seem to care, and said bluntly: "Whether it is yarrow or tortoise shell, all the hexagrams show the number of nine yin, and even the yellow finch does not match what he wants, and there is no solution." I watched the sky last night, and it should be that the Qin Heavenly Supervisor in the imperial city noticed it, and forcibly covered it up with one hand, making the stars blurry and difficult to see. Just now under the ascension altar heard the words of the night benefactor, in a hurry with the tortoise shell to ask for a hexagram, the hexagram shows not to make up, but to save, and the crack is the vein, such a cloud and mountain fog cover statement, can you understand? It is worthy of being able to practice the fortune divination at the same time, which is called the path of the Chosen Method, and what he said in a few sentences includes the ancient method of divination that is mysterious and mysterious, so that Ye Ya Yi fell into contemplation for a while, thinking about the several information revealed in this passage.

"The number of nine yin? Lines? The night murmured. Zhang Sanfeng also chose to be out of sight for the half-dead Qi Luck Lotus in front of him, leaning against the circle of green bricks, and sighed: "There is death and no life, there is a dead end everywhere." Ye Yao didn't know what he was thinking, and his face was not solemn, but like frost.

………… What Yue Qingfeng showed was an unfinished disappointment. has been in Junzhou City for more than two years, and with a temperament like him lingering in the flowers back then, he doesn't need much power to wake up, but he still wants to be drunk and lying on the knees of beauty.

This is much more flavorful than those vulgar powders in the fireworks alleys in the city. This man, whose face is definitely a little better than most women, strokes the two mustaches at the corners of his mouth, and the indescribable meaning in his smile is a little heavier than the afterglow of the woman next to him in her sleep.

However, Yue Qingfeng still had palpitations, in six or seven hours, the other party had tried him several times and three times, and he couldn't count them, and once the charm shown by this woman was definitely not something that ordinary women could have.

I'm afraid that those warblers and warblers who make a career in the land of fireworks can't show the charm of a man's heart trembling in the autumn water when she sings tactfully.

Fortunately, Yue Qingfeng is also a veteran, how could a prodigal son who has read all the leaves of the group and not touch his body, how can he fold in such inferior desires?

I feel a little proud when I think of this, and I don't want to be able to come in handy at a critical time, which is gratifying.

It's a little proud of this now, thinking about how to celebrate his tenacity, whether he needs to show his strength again, and be presumptuous.

After all, if you don't eat the meat in your mouth, the ghost knows that the next time will be a few or two years. After a long period of wear, the face of the village woman, which can be seen at a glance, is unharmed, and there is no flaw in the seams.

In fact, she had already woken up on the side, but she was a little tired, and she didn't even have the strength to move.

It was such a delay, revisiting the aftertaste of these few hours, which made her a little distracted. At that time, in the middle of the night, the vision was dim, and the three thousand feelings I planted did not have the effect it should have?

Although it has been more than half a year since he has used such evil methods, it is just that he dealt with that old guy Mo Wanqian the day before yesterday, and he didn't even have to do too much by himself, just a few people who wanted to refuse and were ashamed to say something, and they could plant infatuation Gu at the right time, which was very easy.

So much so that now, Jiugongyan has to wonder if this casual dare to joke about the good family's catch is successful.

If it has an effect, but in the next few times, this is the reckless behavior of a man who is a little more beautiful than a woman, and it is not the same as other men at all.

If it doesn't work, he pities the eyes and actions of the jade after he pretends to beg for mercy, and says those tenderness and sweetness, isn't it like those ministers under the skirt who didn't have a trace of backbone.

This really made this Fuying woman, who had also seen a lot of high-spirited and majestic women, a little difficult to think about. Although his face at this moment is not beautiful, I can think that since I entered this courtyard last night, I first showed duplicity in my words, and then I asked him to deliver water when he was bathing, and once again pretended to stumble and fall, step by step, but he was scheming.

Imagine which man can stand the warm jade embrace, let alone be so honest? Especially a hungry ghost who is so unfocused?

Could it be that some of the shy pandering he showed was too deliberate, which made this thoughtful public catcher vigilant?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, Jiugong Yan heard that the breathing next to her was no longer smooth and even when she was sleeping, she tightened the quilt on her body, and suddenly asked, "What am I yours?" This question naturally has knowledge that others don't understand, such as those faces controlled by her, but they will call her the master.

Yue Qingfeng, who was still immersed in the wonders and couldn't extricate herself, was slightly stunned after hearing this question, she had already guessed her identity earlier, and now she was even more determined, relying on more than ten years of experience in the game world, she said as if she had smeared honey: "You are the person I can't do without for the rest of my life." Obviously different from the previous answers, this Fuying woman whose mind was like a long river of nine winds was confused for a while.

That's right or wrong. It's just that before she could have any more questions, she felt a pair of big hands climb onto the upside-down sea bowl again, and her breathing gradually became short, Jiugongyan pressed the big hands that were strange and asked again.

"What can you do for me?"

"I'll do whatever you want me to do." It is far more comfortable than going to the soup or the saddle before and after the horse, and by mistake, Yue Qingfeng once again escaped the catastrophe because of his stinky problem that drove the family out.

The body that is absolutely incomparable to the face flipped like a snake and meandered, coupled with the inadvertent touch, the Fuying woman, who was absolutely sure of her means called three thousand love silks, exhaled like an orchid, and gently hugged the face that seemed to have four eyebrows into her arms,

"Then I'll let you help me kill someone." Smelling the fragrance that penetrated through his chest, Yue Qingfeng, who almost lost his heart, bit the tip of his tongue and held on to his senses, just a light hum, in exchange for the other party's deliberate light pressure, like a spring breeze blowing willows.

She said: "Go to Wudang and kill people." Yue Qingfeng's body trembled obviously. After meeting the other party's gaze, Yue Qingfeng explained with fear,

"That's the Daomen Ancestral Court, I don't dare." After the perfect cover-up, I have to admit that this veteran of the flower bush is definitely an excellent play.

Jiugong Yan is as gentle as coaxing a baby, patting her palms, and her voice is like Sanskrit, quiet and leisurely.

"Wudang is dead everywhere, you just have to kill people, I see who dares to fight back." Not only the oppression brought in front of him, but also the meaning of the other party's words also made Yue Qingfeng a little breathless.

Forcibly suppressing his somewhat flustered mind, Yue Qingfeng still hummed lightly. Feeling that the other party had completely controlled the other party, the hundred steels in Jiugong Yan's eyes suddenly turned into finger wrapping softness, and he took the initiative to cater again, like a Yao Chi elixir, exuding an attractive smell.

She has silky eyes and a lot of charm. She was ashamed to speak, and she was angry.

"Wrongdoer, you have to cherish it." Yue Qingfeng's golden knife whipped up. It's not over if you say it like that, why is there so much nonsense?

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