What's good about drinking?

It's not good at all, and it doesn't taste good.

It is better to drink blood, fragrant and hot, sweet and fresh blood.

Look at Ahururu, who looked like a dead pig last night, and now his face is like dry bark.

Huba Cilen sighed and continued to scream and dance.

Huba Cilen was very happy, and Huba Cilen was becoming more and more satisfied with his thinking ability, and he could be said to be proud: "Whoa, whoa, hum! A group of people surrounded Huba Cileng, men, women and children, clapping their palms, dancing and screaming. Huba Cileng is very good, everyone likes him very much, and they don't treat him as an outsider.

In this world, there is more happiness when there are fewer hearts and eyes.

In this world, there are many troubles in the heart.

God is fair.

For example, Daoist Fang Yin Fang was very troubled at this time. Headache, nausea, these are all diseases, and Daoist Fang is sick. At this time, Daoist Fang regretted it very much, and Daoist Fang swore that he would not drink a sip of wine after being beaten to death. Impulsiveness is the devil, Daoist Fang thought to himself. Daoist Fang thought to himself that impulsiveness is the devil, Ge Ritu, don't be impulsive.

Geritu stood in the distance, his face was also iron-blue, and angry flames erupted from his eyes.

Last night, Geritu was also drunk, and Geritu couldn't help but be impulsive.

Gesang Meadow, dance to him. Gesang Meadow, sing to him. When he was drunk, it was Gesang Medo who helped him into the tent, and Gesang Medo had been taking care of him all night last night.

Geritu saw it all, and Geritu got drunk.

This is a sinister villain, which makes Ge Ritu have a great sense of crisis, and he has always been faintly afraid in his heart.

Don't!

"Sister Gesang Medo, Ahururu means good people, right?" asked Gergma, pretending to be naïve.

Gesang Medo nodded slightly, but did not speak, nor did he look at Nahubaru.

Daoist Fang was not Ahururu, and Daoist Fang didn't want to explain too much about this, so Daoist Fang remained silent.

The winter sun is warm on the body, the breeze brings a refreshing breath, and the snow-covered prairie is particularly beautiful. Looking into the distance, the earth is silver and bright, the sky is blue and blue, and the white clouds are scattered and gathered in places, like flocks of sheep grazing leisurely. The mountains in the distance rise and fall like a fish's spine, adding a bit of antiquity to this pure world, and the sky and the earth are also bright, pleasant and comfortable.

Not to mention the scenery, Daoist Fang is pretending to be looking at the scenery, and the infinite scenery is not as beautiful as the beautiful girl around him.

Gesang Meadow is also pretending to look at the scenery, Gesang Meadow sits up straight with her knees crossed, especially her graceful waist and waterfall-like black hair, a wonderful and moving posture. He was different, and Kelsang Geduo was moved by it, looking at the slender eyebrows and straight nose, clear eyes and messy hair. Gesang Medo didn't dare to look at it squarely, but Gesang Medo was distressed, and he was like a beautiful and silent wild plum tree in the snow, growing lonely on the cliff -

He is not ordinary, and he also has many stories that Gesang Meadow would love to hear.

"Ahururu, Ahurulu?" a little girl appeared in front of Ahururu, exhaling like an orchid and smiling like a flower.

"Hey—" Daoist Fang smiled bitterly, a sigh from the bottom of his heart.

With Fang Yin's eyesight, how could he not see it?

Gesang Medo's friendship, Geritu's hostility, and Gegma's thoughts.

This is the peach blossom luck, Fang Daoist said in his heart.

It is the two sister flowers, the black and bright eyebrows like distant mountains, the eyes like quiet and secluded waterholes, the face and lips are also smooth and ruddy, and the long braided hair with a beautiful nose bridge, everything is full of exotic beauty. These are two beauties, the big beauty is quiet and beautiful, and the little beauty is lively and pretty, and these two beauties seem to be a little interesting to the Taoist priest. The peach blossoms are blooming, and Daoist Fang is really lucky to go to the peach blossoms, and there are already some people who can't find the north-

There is more than one that can't find the north, and Geritu can't find the north either.

When Gergma mustered up the courage to step forward, Geritu had a bad idea in his heart: it is better to marry Gergma to this Ahururu, so that he and himself will not snatch Kelsang Medo. This is not a bad idea, this is simply an evil thought, and the thought flashed through Geritu, and he immediately regretted it, and even more deeply blamed himself: O god, my own sister! Please forgive Geritu for his ruthlessness and injustice, and the selfish Geritu should be punished by God!

There are more than two who can't find the north, and Gergma can't find the north either.

To deal with a little girl like Gegma, Daoist Fang has his own set. With bright eyes, Germa bravely looked directly at the strange and mysterious young man in front of him, like looking at a wild horse. Yes, even the wildest, unruly mustang will shyly bow its head and become honest and obedient under the gaze of Gergma. This is Gergma's innate talent, and Gergma wants to subdue him-

But this man is not a wild horse, he is simply a wild donkey.

A clever wild ass.

Fang Yin looked directly at each other, calmly looking at each other, and there was a smile in his eyes, which was transparent.

"Ahh

With a single glance, Gergma was defeated, his gaze as clear and soft as the lake—

Illuminated Gergma's thoughts.

Gesang Medo smiled and stroked Gegma's long hair: "yes, he's a bad guy. ”

Fang Yin smiled in return, and the two of them intertwined their eyes, all without saying a word.

Geritu was furious!

One blushes and the other has eyebrows, it seems that this Ahururu actually wants to eat it all!

What a big appetite!

"Ahururu!" Geritu drew his long knife and strode forward: "Draw your sword—"

This is about to be a duel, for the sake of his beloved girl, Geritu will never hesitate or retreat: "Ahururu!"

Daoist Fang pretended to be stupid.

Daoist Fang looked confused, spread out his hands as innocent, and stared at the harmless eyes of humans and animals, like a pure lamb who didn't know what a butcher's knife was: "This old man, I'm not Ahururu, you have recognized the wrong person." "Sometimes, most of the time, you don't have to speak. Geritu was furious, shouting and waving a long knife, Geritu knew that he was pretending, and the sneer in his eyes had pierced Geritu's heart: "Gegma!

Gegma had already rushed forward bravely, Gegma puffed up his chest and opened his arms, dedicated to protecting the weak lamb: "Geritu, you get out!" Geritu was stunned, Gesang Medo sighed: "Geritu, you have something to say, you are always so reckless." Ge Ritu was startled, and Huba Cilen was already roaring angrily: "Ahururu!

After a while.

A group of people surrounded Geritu, angrily accusing and shouting loudly!

Ahururu was appeasing Huba Cilen, and Huba Cileng was panting, seeing that his anger had not subsided.

Gesang Medo smiled softly, and Gegma wept in her arms.

Geritu is inexplicably sad and indignant! Geritu argues with reason!

Moro is coming.

Fortunately, Moro came.

Moro said, Geritu said, he has no ill intentions, he just wants to compete with you.

Moro said that whether it is riding a horse, a bow and arrow, or a sword and gun, Geritu can compare with you, and you can choose the same.

Moro said, Geritu said, you are not a man, you are a coward.

And Moro said, Ahururu, thou hast spoken.

Moro said, Ahururu said, I repeat, I am not called Ahururu.

Moro said, Ahururu said, "Whether it is horseback, bow and arrow, or sword and spear, I am no match for Geritu."

Moro said that Geritu was an eagle in the blue sky, while Fang Yin was an ant in the dirt.

Moro said that he was Fang Yin, and he said, it was like this.

Gribugie said, "I am the patriarch, and I will listen to me."

- Pisa is coming!