Wan Qianqian's face was so red again, and I don't know if it was reflected by the red clouds, or if it would be like this when she was angry, but she was definitely not blushing at this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info She seems to be a little dissatisfied with the intimate distance between Zibei Town and Zheng Qi'er. However, hasn't she been thinking about Li Mu all the time?

Looking at Wan Qianqian's eyes, Wu Tiansheng understood at once that Wan Qianqian's worship of Zibei Town is a kind of idol worship, this emotion is similar to love, but it is by no means love.

A person said lightly beside him: "Why, Wu Tiansheng, you can't compete with him? ”

Wu Tiansheng smiled slightly and said, "I was still thinking before, since you want to fight, why don't you Zidonglai come to fight with him, could it be that you are ashamed of yourself." Now, it seems, you didn't disappoint me. ”

A few people suddenly looked back and saw that Zi Donglai was in the dim light. Although he is not as suave as Zibei Town, he is still a quiet beautiful man when he closes his mouth, and he is also a talent with a noble temperament.

Wan Qianqian snorted: "It's up to you?"

Wu Tiansheng and Zi Donglai both shut up in unison, and in the face of such obsessive fans, it is best not to argue with them.

Wu Tiansheng patted Zi Donglai on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, although I still don't like you very much, I don't like him even more." I'll help you. ”

Zi Donglai pouted, how could this alliance sound so awkward.

Sikong Guanshan glanced at Zibei Town, where Zibei Town went, everyone approached him intentionally or unintentionally, or nodded or greeted him warmly. "Your brother is indeed more attractive than you, can you tell me what kind of person this person is. ”

"What kind of person ?......" Zi Donglai's eyes were misty. "In the eyes of outsiders, he is a glorious man, a perfect man, gentle and frugal, but also domineering and decisive. But in the eyes of my younger brother, he is a nightmare that has been around since childhood, the one that everyone will talk about when they criticize me, and they will say, "Look at how your brother is, you are like this." ”

Wu Tiansheng remembered that Yue Tianxing of Huashan had said that when he was a child, he had taken off Zi Donglai's pants and pushed them into plain sight, and he couldn't help but sigh and sympathize with Zi Donglai even more. His stinky tone may not be his fault, who made him have so many childhood shadows.

In fact, Wu Tiansheng's own childhood is called the shadow, and he is completely living in the shadow of death. The reason why there is no metamorphosis is because the mind is enlightened early, and when it experiences such a shadow, it is no longer the soul of an ordinary child. But my sister Jasper doesn't seem to have any shadows, and she doesn't have a distorted personality, like a hot spring, warm and warm, exuding a temperament with temperature. No, her obsession with food should be a special twist.

When they were distracted, Zibei Town and Zheng Qi'er walked in front of them.

When Zibei Town saw Zi Donglai, his face was slightly gloomy, and he said: "My father said that the opening of the Casting Mountain Mansion of this Shentiezhuang is that our brothers take turns to come on behalf of our Qilin Gate. What do you mean by coming here without permission?"

Zi Donglai sneered: "That's right, our father did say this with a bowl of water, but didn't the Qilin Gate take the lead in disbanding and merging into the Dragon Binding Alliance? ”

Zibei Town was slightly stunned and showed a warm smile. "Not bad, not bad. Little brother, you've finally grown up a bit. My father and I were a little relieved. ”

Zi Donglai bowed respectfully, "I hope my brother will teach me a lot." ”

Others who don't know the details are afraid to praise a good brother and brother.

But Zheng Qi'er knew best, she smiled sarcastically, and said the untold narrator: "What a brother and brother! ”

Zibei Town's breath condensed slightly, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Bird, your mouth is as sharp as your sword. ”

Zheng Qi'er looked at Wu Tiansheng on the side and nodded.

"You're here?"

"Well, I'm coming. ”

"Coincidentally, the room I live in now is the same one you lived in before. ”

It sounds like just a very coincidental and boring topic. But Wu Tiansheng's heart moved slightly. "Those are well furnished, and the accommodation should be relatively comfortable. ”

"It's okay, except for some damage on the ground, it's still very comfortable. ”

Wan Qianqian next to her muttered: Why did these two people talk about the Li family?

Wu Tiansheng smiled slightly and nodded. "Just be comfortable, we'll see you by the campfire tonight. ”

"Goodbye!"

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In the remote areas of Miaojiang and Tibet, bonfires are gatherings of men, women, and children, with a particular focus on men and women. And the bonfire of Hexi Shentiezhuang is the first round of the battle for the casting mountain sticker.

Here in Hexi Shentiezhuang, the most important thing is fire. Many kilns are not extinguished all year round, and they are endless. So having a bonfire here doesn't seem like a very obtrusive thing.

The people inside and outside the village, when the sun had just reined in their enthusiasm, walked to this big school field in twos and threes. At this time, there were already more than a dozen huge piles of bonfires piled up, and at the moment when the sun set, these dozens of bonfires were lit at the same time, illuminating the large school field of Hexi Shentiezhuang as bright as day.

There is also a small bonfire around the periphery for guests to use for roasting meat. This reminded Wu Tiansheng of a dream-like memory, in which he was also around the bonfire in the Tibetan pot dance, and the Tibetan girl with drunkenness and enthusiasm danced hand in hand.

Unfortunately, there was no such free and pleasant scene at this bonfire, and most of the people in front of them were eating the roasted meat in their hands reservedly, while observing the distance of the bonfire and the demeanor of other people.

Wu Tiansheng hummed the distant and melodious song on the plateau in the depths of his memory, and ate meat and drank wine with the grinning Sikong Guan Mountain. Many people are eye-catching.

In this occasion, which is full of all kinds of hypocrisy and politeness, they seem so different.

Fortunately, there were three other people who were almost as bohemian as they were.

Tieguo, the young owner of Shentie Village, is one of them, this is his home field, he has loved this occasion since he was a child, and every time he is as happy as the New Year.

One was fat, so fat and fat that when he stood next to the campfire, many people were worried that the oil he was baked by the campfire would be ignited. The fat man grabbed a large handful of skewers in his hands, and there was a stone slab specially used for barbecue in front of him, and he didn't know where he unloaded it, and it looked familiar.

There is also a monk who is also happily eating roasted meat, and he also greets Wu Tiansheng enthusiastically. Well, I'm not alone. No, what's wrong. Monk?!Eat roasted meat?!