How many shallow smiles, dizzy cheeks: "What?"

After a moment of silence, the gentleman sighed: "Fengqi Wutong, what is the expectation of the beauty?"

At this point, the words are clear. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

How much a smile, looking around with sideburns-

A room of gold and jade, full of jewels, how much to look at for a long time, bowed his head and made red sleeves: "Mr. is both rich and beautiful, and he is even more understanding of people's clothes, how much even if he has a heart, how can he get into the eyes of Mr.?"

"No, no!" Mr. shook his head, as if he understood: "You have a heart, I have a will, how many girls-"

This time it was called: Mr. Ye revealed his heart, and the fox spirit was in a dilemma.

"Sir!" how much coquettishness, his face was shy: "There are many beauties in the Hundred Flowers Building, and there is not much worse than one, why are you bothering, why are you bothering?"

"I laugh from the flowers, how do the flowers know that I am worried?" Mr. smiled freely, and said in a man's voice: "The green wall has no intention of falling red apricots, and the black hair has the heart to guard the white head." ”

There is no doubt that a great talent is a great talent.

This peerless poem, borrowed from things and insinuations, was cited as a classic by later generations of perverts.

Speaking of Ye Dacai, tonight is also a lot of emotion, the inspiration is old, it can be said that the literature and thoughts are like a spring, and the ground is out of control~~

This time it is called again: the talented man takes the initiative to show his love, and the pretty woman wants to talk and rest.

Ambiguous, ambiguous, a look in a hot and affectionate look, a frank face, and a red fruit in the eyes!

Charming, charming, a face with a warm heartbeat and dodging eyes, will want to raise his eyes, but he is busy bowing his head!

There are words, there are words.

Don't say it, don't say it~~

Embarrassing silence, watery eye waves!

Shame, shame, sincerity is open, love is in the heart and chest: "Sir!"

How embarrassed I was, and I jumped up from my seat: "I—"

"How much!" Mr. jumped forward and said with joy: "You-"

Immediately, the two of them, their eyes met, they looked at each other hand in hand, their snorts were sighing, and at this time silence was better than sound, and everything was silent-

This time it was originally called: Young Master Mo Xuan was dug into the corner of the wall, and then he entered the black prison and cuckolded.

"Vomit~~!!" How many bent over and retched, and chirped again and again: "Bah, bah, bah!

Mr. sighed, looking innocent: "That's no way, it's you going to play with drops~~"

How many grimaces and grinned and sat down: "Okay, okay, let's get down to business, sir, sit down, listen to how much you say-"

All the before, but the game: "Sir, please see-"

When he spoke, he took out a thing, it was a cyan porcelain vase, with a thick neck and a big belly, and he was cute: "What?"

Mr. is watching: "Hee-hee~~"

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"Once upon a time there was a little fox, disobedient and naughty, who always liked to run around when he had nothing to do, and caused his mother to look for him everywhere. Later, when the little fox grew up and became sensible, he no longer ran around from the house. But her mother still has to look for her everywhere every day, because ah, it's a different little fox. Because she grew two wings and flew everywhere. She flies, she flies, she flies so fast, so fast that no one can catch it, only its mother, again, again, again, every time she can find it, find her, take it home......"

How much to hold the cheeks, listen quietly, tears looming~~

“...... She has stiff wings, she no longer listens to her mother, she doesn't listen to her mother in the first place, her mother is always very strict with her, so she thinks that her mother doesn't love her at all! She has been a rebellious child since she was a child, so she can run, so she will run, so she will fly everywhere, she just doesn't want everyone to see her tears, she is a lonely, poor little girl. By the way, she has many, many brothers and sisters, but she doesn't care about anyone, and the one she hates the most is her mother, because her mother always says......"

"Okay, okay, don't say it!" How many screams were already in tears: "She's not worthy, she's not worthy! I don't, there's no like her-"

When it comes to this, there is no speech!

"Okay, good, don't talk about her, she doesn't deserve it. The gentleman's face was gentle, and he smiled and stared: "You remember his appearance, don't you?"

"He, he," muttered to himself, letting the tears slide freely: "Remember, I remember, he, he ......"

He, again.

A broad forehead, bright eyes, and thick shoulders, with that warm embrace.

He's a man.

How much he hid in the deepest part of his heart, his appearance was already blurred, only the broad forehead, the bright eyes, the intoxicating, what a warm breath-

He, how much he holds, how much he babbles and laughs~~

He, how much he carries, how much giggles~~

How many little hands he was holding and walking on the road full of flowers, walking, walking, and suddenly disappearing-

It's lost, and it can't be recovered.

That's love.

When I wake up, I dream a thousand times.

It's fatherly love.

He, just how many secrets are hidden in his heart, how many carefully guarded, stupid to think that no one knows-

But Mr. He-

This time it was originally called: Mr. Ye tells the story, and the little fox looks for his father.

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"His surname is Chen. ”

"I know!"

"I promised the big fox, before I take you back—"

"Leave her alone!

"Don't say it, don't say it, be a man who says what you say, and never break your trust with others. ”

"She's not human!"

"She's your real mother!"

"You're my father!"

"Okay, his name is Chen Xuanji, also known as Xuanjizi, I call him Xuanji, brain!"

Chen Xuanji?

Xuanjizi!

Brain door?

"Isn't it?"

Kunlun a patriarch, a famous Xuanjizi, has a lifespan of more than 3,000 years, and the fairy sword is nine days: "Chen Xuanji?"

Yes!

I can only say that I never expected it.

The vast sea of people can't find him, how can he be the world-shattering, everyone knows, the legendary figure, Kunlun Patriarch Xuanjizi!

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"Ruthless enough, poisonous enough!" the gentleman laughed and was overjoyed: "It's fun, it's fun, fight again!"

"Bite, bite, bite!" The gentleman concentrated and exclaimed, "Not good! Not good! Black eats white, big eats small, run! Run!"

A cyan porcelain vase, which has been opened.

Looking closely, there are three points of ghostly light, one point of gray and black, and two points of gray and white, which are flying around and dancing in the bottle: "The ghost of the soul, the soul of the thief, the removal of filth, but?"

"Hmm~~"

After watching for a while, the gentleman smiled and said, "Little fox, good intentions." ”

How much sneered: "You deserve it, ask for it!"

Mr. smiled, took the porcelain vase, yawned and walked away: "It's dark, sleep, the story of the brain door, just wait until the brain door comes, let him tell you the ...... himself"

"Wait a minute!" was a little surprised: "You say, he, he, he's coming?"

"Do you think he will not come to the matter of his daughter?" but saw Mr., lying on the bed: "Okay, okay, let me tell you, in the past eight years, he has been here eight hundred times, hoha~~ ha~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Eight hundred!

He never left much, but he didn't know much about why?

Why!

How much can't go, how much can't go: "Sir, sir, first-"

I have to ask about it, think about everything, about him: "Six, six, six—"

"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming!"

The curtain moved and the incense wind rose, and the six women flew in first, threw a wink, and smiled greasy: "You are a dead Ah Ye, you have no conscience, people are in a hurry~~""

Finished.

How much is gone.

It was pouting, blushing and heartbeat, and running away quickly.

Because the next show is: Red Luo Tent, White Jade Bed, Talented and Beautiful Women Use Swords and Guns, Hand-to-hand Combat and Melee All Martial Arts!

......

It's serious, and it's not okay if you don't accept it.

Zhu Dashao said, if you don't accept it, you can't do it, you don't have to be polite to him at all, and there is no need to talk nonsense with him at all, if you go up, you will kick over, slap two big mouths, and torture to extract confessions and beat them to death, which is the right way! It is the royal way! Of course, this is not because Zhu Dashao is ruthless and treats human life like a mustard, just because he is soft-hearted and magnanimous, and he also depends on people and time! As a big man with outstanding talent and outstanding skills, he must be resolute and resolute, and make decisive decisions, otherwise he will suffer from the chaos! Zhu Dashao, looking up at the endless night sky with his hands in his hands, sighed deeply and worriedly, and groaned: "The sky is dark, poke a big hole, poor and miserable, starve and freeze!"

Yes, Zhu Dashao is also chanting poetry, and Zhu Dashao is also chanting good poetry.

This, not only sets off the feelings, but also corresponds to the occasion, and it is incomparably more apt to highlight the sad and indignant feelings at this time, and the sentimental feelings of the uselessness of heroes, this is clearly another peerless poem, this! Of course, Zhu Dashao has always been full of fine words and splendor, which is beyond doubt. It's just that Zhu Dashao is low-key and quite talented, no matter how big he is, he is not easily exposed. Heroes, must be so, full of melancholy and inspiration, when this night scene to the moon alone, the long night is long, no intention to sleep this is: "Whew-"

What's more, I'm still hungry, and my heart is close to my back.

What's more, I'm still very sleepy, sleepy and can't sleep.

What's more, there is still wind, very cold, very cold: "Sizzle~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

It's the wind, it's cold!

It's the wind, like a knife!

The annoying chill can't freeze the boiling blood, the cold wind like a knife, and the pride of the ever-changing wind! Between heaven and earth, at the gate of the broken temple, Zhu Dashao stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes hunted and fluttered, and he stood against the wind with the three thousand green silks facing the wind, showing his majestic and upright posture, and jointly playing a generation of romantic figures.

Wrong!

Hair~

Zhu Dashao's head was extremely cold.

Zhu Dashao's head was very cold, but Zhu Dashao's brain was not frozen, on the contrary, he was exceptionally awake!

Life is so short, fate is so twists and turns, there are thousands of people in the world, but is it so unlucky to be so miserable and sad like Zhu Dashao?

No.

Zhu Dashao was full of bitterness, and couldn't help but feel sad, and cried loudly: "Oh my God! How could it be like this! Woo, oh my God!"

It's dark all around, and it's dead silent.

Zhu Dashao is afraid of the dark, Zhu Dashao is also afraid of ghosts, Zhu Dashao is especially afraid of a person, and what Zhu Dashao is most afraid of is-

In the dark, a man, guarding a ghost: "Ghost!"

It's dead to the ground, empty sadness: "You!"

Zhu Dashao suddenly became angry, turned back and yelled, "Pretend to be dead again!"

The old monk sat upright with his eyes closed, motionless, obviously already dead and unable to die again: "I'm sorry!"

"Smack" on the ground, and the door in the middle: "Huh!!"

Go away.

Go to bed.

Zhu Dashao suddenly missed Ye Bad.

I want to fight with him, I want to fight with him, I want to be naughty with him, and I want to mess around.

Zhu Dashao thinks about him more than his own father and mother, and more than Mo Xuhe, this is a strange thing.

Zhu Dashao was very strange, and his mind was full of question marks??????

At that, Tian Tian went to sleep.

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All hatred comes from love.

Zhu Dashao loves him, but Zhu Dashao doesn't know.

No matter how Zhu Dashao messed around, he would never really get angry.

Only in front of him can Zhu Dashao be unrestrained and happy like a child.

Zhu Dashao has grown up, Zhu Dashao doesn't want to grow up, those responsibilities, those disguises, are like heavy shackles-

Zhu Dashao intentionally or unintentionally, evaded.

Zhu Dashao's mirror is hidden in his heart, intentionally or unintentionally.

Everyone's mirror is hidden in their own hearts, intentionally or unintentionally.

Illuminate the colorful, illuminate the truth and hypocrisy.

I saw myself, I saw the Buddha.

In his sleep, Zhu Dashao showed a sweet smile.

Let the sun and the moon turn, let the heaven and earth call the sign, let it be a big dream-

The palace of gold and jade, the sea of flowers, the eternal light, the beauty of innocence, Zhu Dashao also asked him, that, what is the place?

-- Heavenly Buddha Country, Western World!