Dejected, languishing white impermanence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Returning to the courtyard of the Mengnu is like going back to the Baijun Mansion.

Push open the door and spread yourself out on the chair.

A sigh on the left, a complaint on the right, and strange sounds.

Meng Nu didn't ask, she looked at it coldly, how long could he act?

After a while, the person settled down, rested his head on the back of the chair, and gradually breathed heavily, and began to snore.

Saliva trickles down the corners of your mouth to your neck, and you don't know what you're craving in your dreams?

Sing silent drama with me?

Meng Nu smiled lightly and burned incense to cook tea.

Skillfully play with the ice cup, simmer and refine the tea soup.

A bush of tea needs to be cooked slowly.

A good cup of tea needs to be savored slowly.

Meng Nu boiled slowly and drank slowly, so she drank tea with a snoring sound, but it made the new tea lose a lot of elegance.

After seven bubbles, the soup gradually faded, leaving only a few fragrances on the ice cup.

He still didn't wake up, snoring and shaking the roof tiles.

Do you really want to sleep with me for a thousand years?

A little trick that can be broken with one move.

The hands are enchanting, the fingertips are fragrant, and the Meng girl dances in the red mist.

The red mist is clear, twists and turns, and has become a small snake.

Sending the little snake to Bai Wuchang's shoulder, the snake walked silently and wrapped around his neck.

In a daze, there was a sudden burst of heat in his throat, and Bai Wuchang immediately woke up.

Confused, he spread his broken gong and shouted to the sky: "The ghost minister is impermanent, congratulations on the return of the king's angry soul!"

Meng Nu's hand flipped over, and the little snake immediately tightened, causing Bai Wuchang to be short of breath, and he couldn't cough out if he wanted to.

"Bai impermanence!" Meng Nu lowered her head and scolded: "What are you shouting?"

Qiang Qiang opened his eyes, only to suddenly wake up, it turned out that he was not in the North Styx Snow Mountain, but slept in Meng Nu's house.

wanted to speak, but was locked by the little snake, stretched out his tongue in embarrassment, looked at Meng Nu pleadingly, and pointed at the poison that entwined him.

After sneering, Meng Nu waved her sleeves to disperse the poison, and then provoked Bai Wuchang to pour out her anger fiercely, coughing a few times.

"You should have let the snake swallow your tongue, so that you would not be able to lose your words in your dreams and harm me. ”

"Sleep hair, sleep hair. Bai Wuchang wiped the saliva from his mouth and smiled bitterly at Meng Nu: "Godmother, do you have water? I'm dying of thirst." ”

After rewarding him with a cup of tasteless residual tea, Meng Nu slanted at him fiercely: "Since you have recovered the angry soul, if you don't go back to the Northern Underworld, what are you doing here with me?"

It wasn't enough to drink a cup, so I just lifted the pot to my mouth and drank it all, which made me feel a little more energetic.

rubbed his face vigorously, drove away the tiredness, and began to complain: "Can the godmother help me intercede with my sister, this errand job, let's do it by someone else." ”

"Oh?" Meng Nu smiled lightly: "Who should be allowed to do it?"

"Charm and spirit, any junior sister is a hundred times stronger than me. ”

He replied so seriously, and then provoked Meng Nu to ask softly: "Where is the strength? Why should you be humble?"

"Of course, it's strong in ability, and if you don't humble yourself, you will die. ”

The words are bitter and the sighs are long.

didn't wait for Meng Nu to ask again, her mouth kept being broken, and she complained like a cannon:

"The first few errands, I was dealing with mortals, and no matter how bad my skills were, I could handle it.

This time the soul was summoned, and it actually recruited the head of the demon ancestor in the south, no matter how good my ability is, who is the opponent of the demon ancestor?

If he hadn't been able to say a few words of affection, he would have been stabbed into a sieve by others. ”

When complaining, he turned his face red, put it in front of Meng Nu's eyes, and shouted in pain: "Godmother, look at it, take a good look, what has your godson been beaten into?"

The face was a little red and swollen, and the slap marks could indeed be seen, Meng Nu smiled contemptuously and scolded gently: "I usually don't seek to enter the country, I just care about the flamboyant tongue, this is the end." ”

I wanted to get her a few words of comfort, but after being reprimanded, Bai Wuchang rubbed his swollen face and sighed weakly: "If this errand continues to be done, sooner or later there will be a day when the soul will be scattered." ”

Laughing at his timid appearance, Meng Nu said the temptation: "Bai impermanence, if you finish this errand, the underworld will build a palace of impermanence for you." ”

The Temple of Impermanence?

Listening to it, it is majestic, and there is the momentum of killing all directions.

was a little moved, and then deflated: "Godmother said it well, if my soul is scattered, what is the use of the Impermanence Palace?"

Aren't you tempted?Meng Nu chuckled.

"Covering an area of 800 acres, silver doors and green windows, gold bricks and jade tiles. ”

Whoever had such a courtyard would probably laugh out loud in their dreams.

Bai Wuchang's eyes lit up again, he smacked his lips, and still shook his head: "If people are gone, what's the use of asking for money?"

Don't love life, don't love money?

Meng Nu laughed again, do you think I can't see through you?

"Don't go to court, don't listen to the announcement, don't summon spirits, don't be bad, let you sit on three thousand beauties, and count the money you can't spend. ”

If there really is such a future, it is worth fighting for your life.

No one can resist this temptation, let alone a little ghost with no future?

The saliva almost flowed out, Bai Wuchang smiled and frowned slightly: "Others are iron roosters, not pulling out a hair, Old Man Yan is an iron roast chicken, he doesn't even have hair, he will pay for me to put on such a big show?"

His eyes were brighter than the stars, as if he had seen the 800-acre yard at hand, but he was a little unconvinced.

"Bai Wuchang, you are a smart person, I will only say this once. Meng Nuxing's eyes looked straight at her, and the words were clear: "In those days when the Palace of Impermanence was built, the king of Hades happened to be absent." ”

Is it coincidentally absent, or will it never be?

Bai Wuchang smiled deeply, and also answered Meng Nu clearly.

"Deal. ”

There are no moons, and there are no stars.

It's dark.

There is no scene in the darkness, but there is love in the darkness.

The little brother is far away, and the laughing people are fluttering.

Listen to the butterfly dancing its wings and let her pounce into her arms.

His hands were wrapped around his little brother's waist, and his shy ears listened to his heartbeat.

Yan Xiaomei has embraced the black impermanence as her own exclusive place.

The little face was buried deeply, obviously happy in his heart, but the corner of his mouth complained: "Little brother, where have you been for so many days?"

Yan Xiaomei, you are really trustworthy, wait for you for two days, and you still give Yan Xiaomei freedom.

The little brother is like this, cherishing words like gold, really.

"Little brother, I've been holding you like this, why don't you laugh?"

Alas, still unmoved.

Who made me fall in love with you, only to make you the only one.

If you don't speak, don't speak, if you don't laugh, don't laugh, it's already in the arms of the little brother, what am I greedy for?

When it's quiet, the snow and fog are clear.

The stars and the moon gradually revealed light and coldness.

Seeing the moonlight draped in each other, Yan Xiaomei was even more happy.

The laughter of the spring water sounded again in the North Underworld.

Raising his finger to the moon, Sakura's lips whispered: "Little brother, look, the moon is out!"

The full moon reflected the black and impermanent face, and Yan smiled and raised his head, wanting to look at him carefully.

The blood is not exhausted, and the eyes are empty.

The handsomeness that eclipsed Tianyue is finally no longer perfect.

Can't believe what he saw, Yan Xiaomei rubbed his eyes vigorously.

It hurt the bottom of my heart and kneaded out tears.

Will you never see the star-like eyes of your little brother again?

Little brother can't see my smiling face for him anymore?

Yan Xiaomei didn't know whether to cry or make trouble, full of unspeakable distress, hating herself for not being able to bear the pain for her little brother.