Chapter 173: Suffering

The gates of Fengdu have not yet been repaired. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The door division was full of complaints, and scolded all the eighteenth generations of Bai Wuchang's ancestors, but he didn't dare to scold Xiaodian secretly.

Originally, in the ghost town of Senluo, there was only one black impermanence that could not be provoked, but this time there was a little girl who did not listen to the announcement.

The sharp-eyed ghost saw that there was an iron ring on her leather whip, which was obviously the same as the black and impermanent iron chain, and he couldn't figure out the relationship between the man and the woman.

Even if he took into account the ruthlessness of the black impermanence, no one dared to provoke this girl.

Moreover, she has recently been with Bai Wuchang again.

Senluo ghost envoy and underworld assassin?

It is said that ghosts are ruthless, but do they secretly display their positions?

Moji was smashing nails, and he didn't know where to drag some planks from, but he actually put the broken gate back together.

It was a good time.

Anyway, the years are useless to him, he doesn't cultivate immortals, he doesn't reincarnate, he will be a ghost for thousands of years.

He was beaming and felt that he had great wisdom.

Seeing that there were still a few hammers left to repair the city gates, the Moji returned to fetch water.

A wind sounded, cutting through the water altar.

The gate was shocked, and when he looked back, the city gate was broken for the second time, which was worse than the previous one.

His eyes widened, looking at a white shadow that seemed to be fleeing for his life, and he was so shaky that he couldn't speak, and green smoke came out of his head.

There was no time to go to Meng Po to talk about it, and Bai Wuchang chased after the judgment house.

Afraid that the judge would be killed by the burden, he did not dare to break into the door and slipped through the crack of the door.

I haven't been able to even out my breath, and I can see that my eyes are full of fragrance.

The tulle is half-covered, and the skirt is raised.

Snow legs are like white jade, and he sits obliquely to judge the king.

Looking back at Bai Wuchang, Meng Nu sighed in shame.

The lotus root arm wrapped tightly around the judge's neck, and the delicate face was pierced into his arms.

Suddenly, an outsider broke in, and the judge was at a loss.

wants to push away the beauty and play Sven again, but how can his shadow-like strength push the plump in his arms?

There was a beauty's red lips in his ears, and he whispered to him shyly: "Judge, you have been looked at by others, but you are ...... Chase him away. ā€

Afraid that the lover would be appreciated by Bai Wuchang, the judge surrounded his withered arms and surrounded the beauty.

Not daring to look directly into Bai Wuchang's playful eyes, he lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Ashamed, ashamed." ā€

"Your Excellency Judge really works day and night, and he is a model for the underworld. ā€

Coincidentally, Bai Wuchang not only did not hide, but loosely hugged his arms, leaned against the doors and windows, and smiled at the beautiful lover.

Working day and night, he was punning on it.

"Ashamed, ashamed. ā€

He claims to be a gentleman, but he was really hit by someone, and there is only this sentence left for the reader.

"Why don't I wait for the judge to finish his official business at the moment, and then talk about my business?"

Present, crotch?

He spoke in a gloomy manner.

"Ashamed, ashamed. ā€

Like a parrot who learns to speak, the judge seems to only say this sentence.

The silk shirt gradually fell, revealing the fragrant shoulders, Meng Nu was red through the roots of her ears, and asked twistedly: "I was laughed at by Bai Jun, if Bai Jun can not spread this matter, my family judge Lang will answer all questions." ā€

My family judges, these four words are sweet to the bottom of the judge's heart.

suddenly came to the spirit and covered Meng Nu's shoulders: "Sister Meng and I are truly in love, and I will marry Ming Media." ā€

A phantom, but it can take away your heart.

This kind of phantom, if you change it one a day, is enough for you to use it for 800,000 years.

"Why do you swear to me? I don't accept your words. Bai Wuchang lowered his head and smiled, and said directly: "I don't have the Hades Order, can I ask about a person's whereabouts?"

In order to keep Meng Mei's reputation, the judge could only let Bai Wuchang continue.

"The kindest man in the world. ā€

"This ......" the judge smiled bitterly, Lang Lang was a young man, and his face was already full of wrinkles: "The good and evil in the world are originally only separated by a thin line.

Do the final struggle?

Bai Wuchang smiled lightly and paced for water: "I can't answer, you think slowly, I'm not in a hurry." ā€

Seeing that he seemed to have the meaning of not leaving for thousands of years, Meng Nu was shy, and bit the judge's ear again: "Judge, tell him quickly, send him away, if you continue to consume it, he will see everything." ā€

She was coquettish, twisted her waist, and sat on his lap, and this friction sucked away the judge's soul.

"It's the butcher of Chang'an City, his name is Xiao Yanji. ā€

The butcher is the best?

It's kind of interesting.

Xiao Yan mold?

What kind of unlucky parents would give their unlucky son such an unlucky name?

"Thank you, Judge. Bai Wuchang put down the teapot and opened the crack in the door: "I wish the judge a smooth moment and a happy day." ā€

Impermanence left, Meng Nujiao gasped: "Judge Lang, look at him, every word is fine, isn't it that he scolded me for being shameless?"

Entangled the judge, she swung her waist again, panting and tempting: "I don't care, I don't care, for you, I don't even want face, how can you compensate me?"

With beauty in your arms, what else can you say?

With red lips in his mouth, his hands crawling all over his jade back, he recklessly finished half of the performance, and was willing to be her slave.

The ancient city of Chang'an, a solid stone barrier.

Witnessed the emperor's generals, heroes and beauties.

Once, Tang costumes were enchanting, beautiful and plump, and they showed the tenderness of their chests without hesitation, and this was a paradise for talents.

Nowadays, half of the country has fallen, prosperous ancient China, struggling, and it is the old base in the mouth of the literati that has withered.

The sun is approaching, and a red light is set up outside the gate of the Merry Courtyard.

The girls who have slept all day, dressed up with flowers and branches, and even their shoulders are covered with incense powder, waiting for tonight's benefactors to choose.

If you're lucky, you can meet a rich man.

Not only do things do things quickly, but also act generously.

If you were a little less lucky, you met a Confucian scholar who was strong and elegant.

What to say about admiring the red face, and what to talk about the unbearable.

I have to play a few songs and say a few words.

Going around and around, isn't it just to do that?

Dew love, hasty things, but it costs you a night.

took advantage of it, hated not even to give money, and thought that he had won the hearts of his sisters.

If you are a little less lucky, it is a man who has been in the flower forest for a long time.

The money is not short, but there are all kinds of tricks, turning over and over, and the people who toss are about to fall apart, and they can't finish it.

The worst luck is to meet a poor ghost who has saved money for eight years.

When I finally came to play once, I didn't rinse my mouth, and it stinked.

Never leave until dawn.

Accompany him all night without talking, want him to become a repeat customer?

See you in eight years.

When the stars and moon are high, buyers and sellers have taken over the shops.

When it was time for the night banquet, it was under the red lantern, and the turtle was the busiest.

Open the rouge door and welcome guests with a smile.

The turtle father's smile all night is no less than that of the girl, but it is not as valuable as the girl's laughter.

Everyone laughed, and everyone shouted Lord, in order to earn the broken silver that the rich rewarded casually.

Seeing him alone, the turtle spitted out a mouthful of phlegm: "Brother mold, how much did you get today?"

The old brother is Xiao Yanmildew, with a face of horizontal silk meat and two ox ear knives.

He is tall and has his arms pierced.

is a good man, and even the turtle smacks him.

took out a handful of copper plates from his arms, and before he had time to exchange them for silver, there were about dozens of them, and spread them out to the turtle prince.

"This little money can only let you play Yang girl. ā€

As long as he can play, Xiao Yanmou stuffed the copper plate into the turtle man's hand, strode open, and broke in.

Looking at Xiao Yanji's distant back, Gu Gong cursed again: "One is unlucky, the other is suffering, you two can't turn over in eight lifetimes!"