"What did I do for you?" Ling Muyun asked Xiang Huanqin curiously.

waited for the two of them to avoid it from a distance, and when they heard Huanqin's words, they returned to the carriage.

The placket, the waist, the sleeves are wide, and the striped skirt is not too graceful and luxurious.

The luanjin filigree on the top of his head swayed with a jade bead and a phoenix, which really blinded Wang Na's eyes.

Taiyuan Wang's family, they have it in the ban, and they have it outside the ban.

But such as this string of luxurious golden steps, I have never seen it in my life.

"I said Ling Gongzi, you won't have a life-saving grace for Yao Chang, right?"

"I can't talk about it, it's just that his position is more logical."

Ling Muyun said mysteriously.

Since ancient times, emperors have always had some visions when they were born.

Especially in the Wei and Jin dynasties, which prince didn't put some gold on his face when he was sealing the territory and worshipping the land?

If there is no light in the delivery room, and a few meteors are not thrown out of the sky, they are embarrassed to say that they are the chosen ones.

Ling Muyun did it, but it made Yao Chang look different.

In exchange for more than just satisfaction.

"Is it pretty?" Huan Qin is a little shy, a little graceful.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island, My Fair Lady, Good Gentleman." Wang Nawuwen said in ink.

"It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and it is like a snow returning to the wind."

Cao Zhi's Luo Shen Fu is used at this moment, which is the most appropriate for the occasion.

"Wow"

The sound of horses' hooves is very regular.

interrupted the conversation between the three of them.

Under the dust and smoke, two horses stopped in front of the carriage.

"Ling Gongzi, how could you say goodbye without saying goodbye?"

Murong Chui was dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, arched his hand, and rode beside him, bald and clean, with his chest and breasts exposed, and only wore a pair of loose trousers under his waist.

Ling Muyun gave Huan Qin a look.

Huan Qin understood, boarded the carriage, opened the small crack in the window curtain, and looked out.

"Murong Gongzi, do you have any advice?"

"I told Ling Gongzi yesterday, I don't know how Ling Gongzi thinks about it?"

"Oh, Murong Gongzi, but you have prepared a breeze or two?" Ling Muyun raised his butt and sat on the wheel, making it clear that he was ready to bargain.

"Confucian scholars, how do you know current affairs? Those who know the times care about Junjie! I think that Ling Gongzi is a handsome man! ”

"On the road of white prostitution, the Murong clan has really gone far."

"Humph! Don't run out of money and money. Murong Min showed a hint of sarcasm.

"That depends on Murong Gongzi, whether he has that strength!"

Ling Muyun's momentum rose, and Yu Wei set off the wind and sand, which made Murong Min's two high-headed horses neigh and whisper.

Finally stopped the commotion of the mount, Murong Min looked at the carriage: "Let's compete?" Don't surprise the beauty. ”

"Ling Gongzi, let me help you make a front stop?"

Wang Na jumped out of the car, bypassed the carriage, leaned on the wheel, and looked at Murong Min with disdain.

"Where did this come from?"

"Taiyuan Wang, Wang Na! Just Murong, dare to underestimate it! Wang Na flashed a hint of anger.

There is no exaggeration in Wang Na's words.

Murong Qianyan, and even the current restoration of the country, in the eyes of the behemoth Wang, is just a glimpse.

No matter who is in charge, you can't look up to the family?

Without the Langya Wang family, Sima Rui would not be able to sit on the dragon chair.

Murong moved south, and for the first time, wasn't it the Yuan family mound of the Yuan clan in Runan, which had long since declined?

"Longcheng Murong, I've seen Brother Wang." Murong Min jumped down from his horse and saluted respectfully.

"Listen to you, want to do a robbery deal?" Wang Na put his hands behind his back, and his waist was straight, as if admonishing.

"Brother Wang doesn't know, Ling Muyun deceives people too much, and his maidservants will give up if they don't sell them, but with a breeze or two, they will tease my Murong family, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be good."

Murong Min's clever tongue was like a spring, and he rose to the honor of the clan, which made Wang Na speechless for a while.

"Brother Wang, I will handle this matter by myself. You take care of Miss Huan. ”

Ling Muyun took two steps forward, with the clothes he had just changed, the fairy wind was boneless, and the momentum was incomparable.

"Good!"

Murong Min praised in his mouth, but the corners of his mouth wiped a trace of sarcasm: "I have the courage of a big clan, I don't bully you and other details, as long as I take the second brother Ye's three styles, I will forgive you for the crime of disrespect." ”

"I remember that in Dingbei City, there was a dog that always barked at me, and later, I hammered it, and now I see me, guess what? Hold your tail between them at all times. ”

Ling Muyun said disdainfully, as if he was saying something innocuous about it.

"You!" Murong Min gritted his teeth, turned his head and said to Second Brother Ye, "All your strength." ”

Second Brother Ye nodded, took off the Eight Treasure Urn Golden Hammer from his horse, and held it in his hand: "Young Master Ling, please." ”

In the battle of Baibu, Ling Muyun killed Li Gu with a thunderbolt, which gave him an illusion.

The monk is like a toddler who is as strong as a toddler, and he is crushed in an all-round way.

It wasn't until Second Brother Ye made a move that he had a new understanding of martial artists.

The golden hammer of the eight-treasure urn, under a hammer, the ground shook the mountains, and the chariots and horses panicked.

The deep ravine cracked from under the hammer and spread rapidly towards Ling Muyun.

"Yushu!"

Ling Muyun jumped, jumped open the chasm, sealed his left hand, and the jade pivot thundered.

In the past, against the enemy, he flashed more than ten zhang in an instant, but now, he only dodged one zhang, and he could step on the edge of the ditch.

Beneath the surface of the golden hammer, the air bursts.

The space was squeezed by the hammer wind, sending out a circle of sonic booms, which were visible to the naked eye.

It was the invincible Jade Shu Lei who was also smashed by Second Brother Ye and scattered like an iron flower.

Its speed and strength are no longer described as the potential energy that can carry the tripod and the power of a thousand jun.

"Zhang Oyster Zhang Taiwei once said that he was fighting with the great monk, I didn't believe it, but now, I believe it!"

Ling Muyun didn't continue to seal, looking at the chasm around him, his heart palpitated.

"Ten thousand enemies Zhang Oyster?" Second Brother Ye wiped his bald head embarrassedly, revealing two rows of yellow teeth: "Three years ago, I lost him half a style." ”

"Second Brother Ye, there are nine thunders next, be careful."

Ling Muyun put away his contempt, and his eyes showed solemnity.

"Please give me advice."

"Shenxiao!"

"Big hole!"

……

Ling Muyun struck first, changing his handprints, and one after another divine thunder poured down.

Second Brother Ye was not in a hurry, the golden hammer flew up and down, and in a moment, it was already crimson.

Thunder and molten iron, swaying in the air.

"Tai Chi!"

Ten thunders last style! Tai Chi Lei.

The golden hammer of the Eight Treasure Urn turned into molten iron and spilled it on the ground, and Second Brother Ye threw the handle of the hammer on the ground and clenched his fists.

Under the grinding of Tai Chi Lei, the left rushes and the right protrudes.

The fists roared.

Tai Chi Lei is turbulent.

"Do you feel a deep sense of powerlessness?" A sound sounded in Huanqin's ears.

"Who?"

Looking around the carriage, there was no one else except herself, Huan Qin thought that she was just hallucinating, but the next sound was like whispering in her ear.

"Want to help your lover, helpless?"

"Like a burden, secretly self-conscious?"

"Long Kanghuan's exercises, passing on men but not women, hating is not a man's body."

"Who are you? Come out! Huan Qin hid in the corner of the carriage and shouted fiercely.

The sound was very loud, but it was no bigger than the thunder and Jin Ming crashing into the sky.

"Who am I? I'm the one who can help you! ”

"Do you want to practice?"

"I'm cowardly, or is it with your lover, live and fly together?"

"What do you want?" Huan Qin was bewitched by this voice.

She was cautious every moment, and every time she saw Ling Muyun standing in front of her, she felt a trace of guilt in her heart.

She hated, hated that she couldn't practice, hated that she couldn't share, hated that she was useless.

She kept one last of her composure, asking the voice what it wanted.

"I don't want anything, I just want to help you. Cluck...... Giggle......"

In a family, Huan Qin is used to seeing deceit.

There is never anything free in the world, even if it is a marriage, the back is an exchange of interests.

"Think about it...... Maybe I'll change my mind in a minute......"

Huan Qin gritted her teeth.

Designated marriage, displacement, forced singing, and...... Ling Muyun.

She wanted to be herself for once.

The word "good" is almost slurred between the teeth.