Chapter 405: Storm Again 23

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said: "If the palace master has anything to do, just open his mouth, I can bear it." ā€

Dugu Jian stood for a while, looking at the rainy lotus who continued to beat the wooden fish without stopping, and involuntarily saw the green phoenix from her figure. Think about the time when she was first picked up by herself, she was just over a year old, she had just learned to walk, her legs were unsteady and lightheaded. And how much I like children, so I regard her as my own daughter, how can I forget this family relationship for more than ten years. Sometimes I can't say it sincerely, it's just a moment of being forced to be helpless. Now, she left without looking back, not taking more than ten years of nurturing kindness to heart, she is really a white-eyed wolf.

The more Dugu Jian thought about it, the more angry he became, and he became even more angry when he looked at Wei Yuhe. said: "They are all good daughters raised by you, and others are all graces of dripping water when the spring repays her, she is good, and she will take revenge, and she will never return." ā€

Wei Yuhe secretly supported Lu Feng's approach in his heart, and objected to Dugu Jian's words: "My adopted daughter is naturally good, I don't need to say this, the palace master knows it." To say, her departure makes you angry, why, you don't ask what you did. The child begged with me for a day and a night, begging me to tell you that she would not marry, so that you could change your mind, and I was really powerless as a mother, I knew that you would not change your decision, and you would not listen to me, so I did not promise the child. Now, she left in a bad mood, wasn't it caused by you?"

Dugu Jian was originally furious, but he didn't expect that the rainy lotus, who was silent on weekdays, was also impressed today, and it seemed that he was outdated.

Yes, the cause of all this, perhaps, is inseparable from their own direct relationship.

After thinking about it, I took care of it and left.

Yiquan took the painting and admired it alone, looking at it over and over again, but he didn't have a clue, how did he look like an ordinary painting.

Gongsun Wen came to Yiquan with a bowl of raw soup and said, "Husband, you have worked hard these days, drink it quickly, this is what I specially boiled for you early in the morning." ā€

Yiquan put down the painting and said, "The lady has worked hard. ā€

"It's not hard, as long as my husband likes it. By the way, you said to send a letter to Gongsun Changsheng, did you write it?"

Yiquan forgot about it, and originally said it casually, but it made her so anxious.

To be honest, I really don't know how to answer his words.

It's so tiring to have to continue to make up one lie and make up for another lie when one lie has passed. has the intention to tell the truth, and the final outcome is nothing more than the abandonment of previous achievements and a glimpse of the failures. Thinking of this layer, Yiquan stopped again and again. You can't just do that, otherwise, your hard work will be in vain, and although you are tired, you will eventually get what you want.

"Don't worry, the letter has gone. By the way, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Can I not be in a hurry? The whole family died innocently and tragically, the most hateful thing is that the accomplice Langjun in white did not die, and now, even his traces are nowhere to be found, and the rest is only the culprit Gongsun Changsheng, if I can't kill Gongsun Changsheng again, I can't avenge my parents alive, so I might as well go with my parents. ā€

"Don't be sad, don't be sad, stay for a while, Gongsun Changsheng will definitely come to the cottage as a guest, and when the time comes, you can do it, slash the enemy, and sacrifice his blood to his parents. ā€

Gongsun Wen nodded yes, and when she saw the painting put away by Yiquan, she paid special attention and said, "Husband, can I take a look at the painting?"

"Absolutely. ā€

As he spoke, he handed the painting to Gongsun Wen.

The woman in the painting is reading a book, while her left hand is gesturing with concern.

"Husband, what kind of kung fu do you say this woman is practicing, so pay attention. ā€

This kind of analysis reminded Yiquan that he never noticed this, because he only admired the faces of the people in the painting. With Gongsun Wen's reminder, take a closer look, and sure enough, what kind of kung fu is being practiced. If you speak according to the sense of the picture, you won't be able to find a clue at all, let alone what kind of kung fu you are practicing. After watching it for a long time, I didn't have a clue, so I had to give up.

"What kind of kung fu she is practicing, it doesn't mean much to us, our kung fu is already one of the best magic skills in the rivers and lakes, and there is no need to learn these messes anymore. ā€

As he spoke, he looked at Gongsun Wen again, "Lady, you are so beautiful today" lost the painting in her hand, pulled Gongsun Wen closer with one hand, let her sit in her arms, and gently stroked her face with her hand, "Lady, how many days and nights do you say we haven't been intimate?" ā€

Gongsun Wen was upset, she was not interested in Yiquan's Qingqing, and wanted to stop it, but she had little strength and couldn't resist, so she could only let it be rubbed.

From beginning to end, I didn't know that I was being rubbed and trampled by a beast.

At the same time, the group of people in white Langjun were elated by the arrival of the green phoenix, and if there was wine, everyone would definitely drink for her to join.

Master Abbot suddenly remembered something, that is, in Chuzhou, Dugu Sword volleyed a palm, which was strong, and people who were not good at internal strength could palm it, but the white-clothed Langjun was effortless, and easily dissolved the power of Ruoda's palm, and wanted to know how to resolve it.

"Master Bai, the old man has something unclear, and I ask Master Bai to give an answer. ā€

"The master doesn't have to be polite, as long as I do what I can, I will definitely drag it out, even if the master speaks. ā€

"That day, Dugujian slapped fiercely, even I was not sure of three points, but the donor was as easy as a backhand to deal with the past, at that time, the situation was really sweaty, and afterwards it was very happy. Of course, this question is about your privacy, but I'm curious and eager to know, I don't know if you can tell me about Bai Shizhu?"

The white-clothed man was smiling, but it was not a secret. When performing this skill on his own, I believe that the abbot master has already observed, and must have the answer in his heart, so this question is just to determine what they think in their hearts.

The master's attitude is hard to fathom, I don't know if he has already confirmed this skill, or if he has tried me. Anyway, tell the truth.

"Don't hide it from the master, this skill is the Qiankun Divine Palm that has been lost for a hundred years, and it is particularly effective against the Dugu Sword. ā€

"I see, Amitabha, good, good. The old man was puzzled at the time, but he couldn't be sure, with the answer of the white benefactor, it was really the case. Amitabha"

The white-clothed Langjun remembered again, took out the "Goose Transformation" he picked up in the cave and said, "Master, what do you think this is?"