Chapter 66

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Drunken Dream Building, drunk to death, dreaming of life. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A glass of wine is a cup of sorrow.

Yiye pointed to the prince Han Wuxi who was sitting on the table and raising a glass, but there was no one in front of him.

Miss Mang came in with a pipa in her arms and sat there on her knees.

"Why are you?"

"The girl is in trouble, and I don't see anyone today. ”

"And what are you doing here?"

"Drink sorrow with my grandfather. ”

Han Wuxi smiled sarcastically at her and lay on the desk.

"Even though I drank a thousand glasses of wine, no one relieved me. ”

"As long as you want, you can have a concubine. ”

Miss Mang put down the pipa and began to untie her clothes.

Han Wuxi sat upright, lightly, "You still want to talk about pipa! I don't want to see anyone today." ”

The sound of the pipa sounded, but it was as cold as autumn.

"I remember you, don't you never pick up customers?"

"If it's you, why not?"

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The room was filled with an ever-stronger aroma.

It's groggy.

Hanwuxi seemed to be drunk, and the person in front of him became another.

She is dressed in pink, delicate and cute.

The flower is drunk at this time.

The sound of the lute is also getting lower and softer.

Clang~

The sound of the pipa stops!

Incense is an inch!

A string shot out of Miss Mang's hand and shot straight towards Han Wuxi.

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"Who would have thought that Miss Mang would be a killer?" Han Wuxi didn't look drunk at all at the moment, and looked at the woman in front of him with his eyes.

Fingers wrapped in silver threads!

He couldn't laugh at all.

A leaf around the fingers soft!

"Do you think I think it's Gentle Township?"

How can it not be alert!

"The concubine is still too anxious. ”

The corners of her mouth were red, "But what if the concubine's strings are poisonous?"

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Finally, you can die!

Huang Quan can't help it.

As if I could go back in time, I was secretly reading you upstairs.

As soon as you turn around, we stare at it for a long time.

Under the banyan tree, next to the ancient case.

Do you know that I played the lute for you?

You say, I sing.

Autumn after fall.

Storytelling shop, drunken dream building,

You don't have to come, I won't go.

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In front of Hanwu Creek is the sunken fish Bexi rain.

"Are you here to kill me too?"

"Since Xiao Mang didn't kill you, how can I, a weak woman, succeed. ”

The two were silent for a long time at the same corpse.

"Actually, she can make it. ”

"I know. So you're leaving, and the farther you go, the better, away from the Imperial City. ”

"yes, the farther the better. ”

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Actually, what Han Wuxi said is true.

It's not because there's no quenching on the strings.

He was indeed drunk.

But suddenly woke up.

Miss Mang seemed to really change into that her at that moment.

It's a pity, not purple.

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Even if you are drunk and don't want to wake up, it's all a dream.

Pain in leisure, deep planting.

600

Inside the Royal Palace.

"Do you know the clouds?"

"I don't know. ”

"The cloud doesn't need to be known. They are there, and they know best. ”

Wuxin took a cane and drew and pointed on the upper body of the splendid ****.

"I'll pass on your Cloud Strike Technique, it's the result of my life's martial arts. ”

Gather involuntarily, scattered with the wind.

But I want to stir up the clouds.

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The hat-taker's eyes wandered, "This method is extremely difficult, but after practice, no one in the world can beat it." ”

"You can learn now, and it's not too late. ”

After all.

The sky is not fighting, and it is too late.