The sky is blue and the sun is bright.

Three people, one horse, swaggering down the street.

Everyone is frightened, shocking eyeballs, there is no most brilliant only more colorful, the most brilliant is a bald head!

In comparison, Dinghai Wuzen is overshadowed.

In contrast, rouge is generally reduced to a foil.

It is the peony girl who has changed her appearance overnight, but see: the flame arches the day, the light is high, the spirit is the same, and the majesty is even more indistinguishable! Say beautiful, really beautiful! The peony girl is born beautiful, whether it is long hair fluttering or the head is shiny, the general beauty is unparalleled! It is domineering, too domineering! The head is round and the skull is square and dignified, and the left and right ears are shining, it is very happy plus two points of domineering, and twelve points of vigor are flying!

Look! Look! All eyes are on you, and your heart is full of joy!

Fluttering, fluttering, the peony girl likes this feeling, like walking on the clouds, stepping on the marshmallows-

Refreshing!

Different, maverick, this is the peony girl!

What a wise decision it was, the peony girl deeply admired herself, when she was decided, she was wise and martial!

Let's go! Yuelao Mountain, Peach Blossom Temple!

In this way, three people and one horse left the inn on the water side and walked out of the city of various gates.

It's majestic, but it's nothing more than that.

It's just that a small wave has been stirred up, in this torrent of rivers and lakes.

The peony girl didn't know that she had fallen into a trap.

This is a conspiracy, and the conspiracy is Dinghai.

Dinghai is not here to play, no.

Dinghai is here for Wuzen, Wuzen is to go back to the mountain to practice, and Dinghai is to take him back.

Therefore, there is no Zen peony and must be separated.

People are old spirits, ghosts and old spirits, Dinghai is an old ghost who has become a spirit, and Peony is not his opponent at all.

Shou Idiot, it is Dinghai's, old lover.

Everything is under the control of Dinghai, and Dinghai is obedient to the peony, just because Dinghai feels guilty-

Stick beats mandarin ducks, nothing more than that.

Dinghai is at the end, looking at the peony full of spring breeze and vitality, looking at the brisk and high-spirited Wuzen -

Of course, after all, it is also for the good of the two of them.

Dinghai's heart, who knows it?

When they reach the city gate, they will go out, stop at Dinghai, and turn back.

At a glance, among the thousands of people, Ah Wu, Mr. Storyteller, and a man in gold clothes looked at him from afar.

Long.

Dinghai went out of the city and went away with a stick.

Peony didn't see it, Wuzen didn't see it, the two of them wouldn't notice it, and the two of them couldn't see it. This is the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes everywhere, most of them are calm and calm, but there are countless reefs and lakes, such as the valley under the cover of floating clouds, if it is not for the fiery eyes of Dinghai, it will be safely crossed or drowned in it, and its true face will not be seen. And like the snow and rain in June, the sky is changeable at any time, only inadvertently.

"Awu, Awu, don't cry. ”

"I didn't cry, my tears were dry. ”

"Awu, Awu, listen to me. ”

"I don't want to listen to it, your story is not good. ”

"The beauty is merciful, the green silk is accompanied, Awu, you should be content. ”

"The surname is Yu, you talk too much. ”

"Awu, I'm telling you, this bundle of hair can last for a thousand years, and after you have a hundred years—"

Ah Wu fiddled with a bunch of long black hair in his hand, and the storyteller shook a feather fan lightly, and the two sat opposite each other and drank tea. There are three people, and there is also a teahouse shopkeeper, and the teahouse owner is a little curious: "Sir, it turns out that your surname is Yu!" The storyteller smiled slightly, and Ah Wu said: "He is an old immortal, nicknamed a thousand-faced lady!" The storyteller sighed and said dissatisfiedly: "Ah Wu, don't talk nonsense, I am a thousand-faced person, not a thousand-faced ladyboy." ”

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was dumbfounded, and he felt ominous.

"The water in this Five Flower City is very deep, it is really deep. The storyteller shook his head.

These words were originally said by the teahouse shopkeeper and the storyteller, but now he is told that he will come out, but the teahouse shopkeeper can't find the north: "Yes, yes, it's very deep!"

"Fish and dragons are mixed, flowers, birds, fish and insects are combined, such as this birdman-"

"Hey!

"Let me tell you, this birdman is not ordinary, he is the hall master of the True Dragon Sect Hall Dark Incense Hall, if I wasn't here, he would never have sat down......"

"Let me tell you, this demon is not ordinary, he is the True Dragon Sect Heavenly Palace Master Yu Zanghai, if it weren't for my Lord Awu sitting here, he would never talk nonsense......"

"If you want to say that this Wuhua City has been really lively these days, the human hall, the heavenly palace and the earth, all kinds of people, etc., so I said that the water here is very deep, and I have to say that the old monk's eyes are poisonous enough......"

"Cut! With my Awu here, let him Dinghai, Dinghai, Peony! Peony woo ......"

Ah Wu cried again, the storyteller was still talking, but the shopkeeper was so frightened that his eyes were wide, as if he had seen a ghost: "Yu, Yu, Yu......"

Yu Zanghai's name is only in legends, and Yu Zanghai's people are even more mysterious than Long Zhen, but it is him!

A nonsense storyteller, a fortune teller who cheats people out of money, scolds people so much that he splashes tea all over his body, and the teahouse shopkeeper will be more tapped, he!

"Don't look at me, I'm not Yu Zanghai, he lied to you. Yu Zanghai smiled: "I'm really not, Yu Zanghai." ”

"Yes, he is not Yu Zanghai, and I am not Awu. Awu cried and said, "Shopkeeper, you must remember!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes, yes!" The shopkeeper suddenly looked panicked and sweated: "Two guests, please use slowly!" The shopkeeper couldn't sit still, the shopkeeper nodded and retreated into the back room, these two people are big people in the True Dragon Sect, and these words are not the shopkeeper can hear these things, and the shopkeeper can know these things-

One carelessness is a disaster of death!

After a moment, he took out a bag of gold and silver, and without saying a word, he put it down and left.

"Look, Awu, I'm rich. Yu Zanghai smiled: "It's a lot of money, it's enough for me to buy a ticket." ”

"Boss Yu, you're kidding again. Ah Wu knew the bottom and sneered: "You don't have to buy tickets, you were originally selling tickets." ”

"Haha!" Boss Yu smiled proudly, and shook the feather fan lightly: "Ah Wu, if it weren't for this crane feather fan, would you know the boss?"

Boss Yu is not short of money, Boss Yu is the richest man in the world, and he is rich enough to rival the country.

The crane feather fan in his hand alone, the crane feather fan that is easy and does not show people, is a priceless treasure-

The black jet black, the white snow white, that is the feather of the crane in the Valley of Ten Thousand Cranes.

There is no reason why Ah Wu can't recognize him, because the crane feather fan was given to him by Ah Wu, but if he hadn't seen the crane feather fan-

Thousand-faced people, in the Tibetan Sea.

Not a soul was there.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse counted the gold and silver in the package, sweating profusely.

The gold was not moved, but the silver was eight hundred taels more.

A pearl is still a pearl, a grain, like that day, shining.

A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.