"Take off, take off, take off!"

Acacia is a knife, and the knife urges people to grow old.

"Take off, take off, take off!"

Chop the chains, chop the ghost wood.

"Take off, take off, take off!"

The peony girl, all at once, weakly, chopped down the tree, and her face was cloudy.

"Pounce!"

Years of polishing, wind and frost experience, day after day and year after year of penance, it stands to reason that the peony girl, or the peony woman, has been successfully promoted to the king of flowers, the god of chivalry. However, the iron chain is like the shackles of fate, and the old ghost tree is like the cruel reality, this is endless and endless torture, bitter!

Moonflower Mountain, Peach Blossom Temple.

Life is a joke for the peony girl, and the peony girl has a very deep understanding of this. Life is suffering, death is liberation, and the words of the Living Buddha have been fully verified in the body of the peony girl. And about love, about loving and being loved, Miss Peony didn't want to say anything more. No one came to save the peony, for more than two years, more than seven or eight nine hundred and one thousand days, and no one said: "God! jealous! red! Yan!"

There was no one around, only one under the tree.

The sky is also cloudy, yin and yin. Insidious. In this case, it can be said that under the inhumane and tragic torture, if it were someone else, he would have been unable to think of it for a long time, or hanging a beam or killing himself or crashing headlong into the south wall, seeking death. Of course, the Peony Girl is by no means an extraordinary person, and no hardships and hardships can erase the Peony Girl's heart that never gives in! The Peony Girl still held her head high, and bravely and resolutely regained the Vermilion Bird Divine Sword: "Take off!"

A big old locust tree has been cut down to pieces, and the old wrinkled bark is everywhere, and there are countless withered yellow leaves in the wind. It is manifested that the endless lovesickness, endless resentment, and the lack of conscience for the injustice of heaven and earth, and the lack of conscience for everyone, turned into a vicious curse, and it was a long, long, sharp roar that spanned the nine heavens and ten earths: "Ah―――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――"

"God!" Dinghai was stunned.

"It's her, she's crazy again. "Shou Fool is radiant and glamorous.

"Fluff!" Rouge snorted.

As time flies, the rouge becomes more and more radiant and bright, which forms a very sharp contrast with the peony.

Yes, Dinghai is coming.

"Why?" asked Dinghai with a sigh.

"This kid is a tendon, he doesn't practice swordsmanship or internal skills, and he only cuts down trees all day long. Shou Idiot replied with a smile.

"Fluff!" Rouge snorted again.

Dinghai is here, Dinghai is finally here, no one can describe the joy in Shou's heart, even if it is one ten-thousandth.

When Dinghai came, it said it all.

"Heh!" Dinghai was empty-handed, and the Buddha stick was not in his hand: "Hehe." ”

Dinghai touched his bald head and smiled.

Dinghai's smirk, but it was somewhat similar to Wuzen: "Go, take a look." ”

Keep infatuated.

The idiot stepped forward and went to hold Dinghai's hand: "Go." ”

Dinghai grabbed her, but he also lowered his eyebrows and smirked, and smirked: "Heh!"

Shou Fool burst into tears!

The world-famous dumb monk Dinghai is not very good, and the obsessive master who is obsessed with waiting is a miracle, and he can finally keep the clouds open and see the moon!

Dinghai figured it out.

Dinghai is not worthy of her, Dinghai is not worthy of her, so what?

Not so much, it doesn't make sense.

Rouge is left to graze.

"If you don't go, why do you want to go?" The tears of the fool did not dry, but he looked disgusted.

"Hmm. Dinghai walked with his head bored, this is a long story.

"The old monk can't help it, and wants to see the little monk, right?" The idiot wiped away the tears, but teased him again.

"I, I want to, go with you, one, one!" Dinghai stammered!

The obsession stopped, and tears flowed.

In front of the nunnery, in the courtyard, just a few dozen steps, but the two of them walked, thousands of years, ten thousand years.

"Ah―――――――――――――――――――――――――――― old monk?"

Peony is not crazy, Peony is stupid.

"Hmm. ”

Stupid for a moment, it was for the crazy woman: "You! You still have the face? God! Lei Gong and Dian Mother, quickly kill him! You old monk, you old dumb! You old monkey! You old king! Eight! egg!"

This is the peony, and the peony has never changed!

The old monk Dinghai lived to be more than eighty years old, and he had never scolded people so embarrassed: "Hey!"

This is retribution, it was he who calculated the peony, it was he who harmed the peony, and it was originally determined that the sea was at fault first: "You say." ”

The idiot smiled and said, "Peony, listen to me-"

"Old prostitute, poisonous woman, old witch!" Phew!" Generally, he scolded bitterly: "I'll just say, no wonder a few nuns are not there, it turns out that you, the old nun, want to have a private meeting with the old monk, haha! Adulterer and adulteress! I don't know shame!"

Domineering! Mighty!

"That's it. Dinghai turned around and said helplessly: "Go." ”

The second elder left and walked away, this woman was really unreasonable.

"No! Zen -- my no Zen -- " Peony let out a sad voice: "No Zen, ―――――――――――――"

Dinghai stopped, turned back.

No Zen will always be the weakness of Dinghai, the favorite of the old monk: "Let's go!"

Peony is overjoyed! This is a plan! Get out of the sea of suffering! Escape!

Heavy! See you!

It is for the twenty-first year of Longjing, after more than two years, the peony woman finally reappeared in the rivers and lakes, as the king of flowers and the god of the phoenix in the hero, it is really gratifying! The chains were opened, the tiger was out of the cage, and the first beauty in the universe was impatient, and rushed out first: "Herod-"

Martial Arts Conference!

No Zen, no Zen, no fear, no fear, Sister Peony is here!

"Herod!" Rouge exclaimed, and fled in the air: "Click! click!"

"Rouge!"

Rouge looked at Peony from a distance, staring at two big innocent eyes, with a frightened expression: "Puff!"

Who is this?

If life is only as first seen, Rouge does not know cow peony.

"Dead rouge, it's not a big deal!" Peony cursed hatefully, and ran back quickly.

Yes, in her excitement, the Peony girl forgot an extremely important thing, that is, dressing up.

Sitting alone on the dressing table, taking a self-portrait in the mirror, applying and smearing, I was full of emotion. Sakura mouth dyed Danzhu, the mirror appliqué yellow, jade pointing to the phoenix, Qing Dai even the heart, who is this person? She is so beautiful! It is the flower letter of the year, a flower blooming, charming and moving inside and out, relatively delicate pairs, this is the peony, the cow peony girl! No matter when, the peony girl will never allow herself to be unkempt and sloppy to go out to meet people, and this is to go to the much-anticipated martial arts conference, the peony woman is to shock the crowd, but also to dominate the crowd!

This is in the bitter bamboo house, speaking of which, the peony girl hasn't looked in the mirror for more than two years.

Hey! Don't mention it! It's all tears when I mention it! And Kuzhu has taken Fan Yuechan to Wanhe Valley, and Peony knows it.

Hurry up, don't be too late!

Hurry up, it's not too late!

A hundred years later.

"Puff!" Rouge was impatient at first, shaking his head and tail and throwing a tantrum.

A thousand years later.

"Let's go. Dinghai finally lost his patience, and Dinghai still wanted to watch the Wuzen martial arts competition.

10,000 years later.

"There's no hurry. "There is only a fool, not in a hurry or in a hurry, but with Dinghai by his side, the ends of the earth are the same.

The wind rises, and the leaves fall.

The rain came, and the trees were gloomy.

The maple is like blood, the rain is like tears, and the weather is cool and autumn!