This is a mistake.

Just because, it's a plan.

Falling into the ambition and forcing him to comply, this is what the peony girl thought at that time.

Of course, that long black and bright hair, the peony girl saw it as more important than her own life, and she was reluctant to cut it off.

It's just a little land, to scare it.

It's just that the hot-headed head is too impulsive, and the small, a small lock is cut off.

"Ah――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――h Brush Brush Brush Brush!"

Just because, Peony is a girl who pursues perfection, and she would rather be broken than broken!

It's perfect, it's perfect.

One bright head is better than two bright heads: "Wow! Sister Peony—"

Better than the candlelight in the room, better than the bright moon in the sky, better than the brilliance of the stars in the sky: "It's so beautiful!"

Wuzen can't speak, but Wuzen will always say what he should say at the critical moment of life and death: "Now, Sister Peony looks better!"

Dinghai can't speak, Dinghai can't speak better than Wuzen, Dinghai has never served anyone and has never slapped a sycophant: "Good-looking! Extremely good-looking, amazing!"

Peony raised the knife, and Peony's tears had fallen: "Look good, fart, return my hair! My hair, woo, my hair!"

There is no doubt that the Peony girl is a genius.

Dahao's long hair was shaved clean and shiny in a blink of an eye, completely by himself, without cutting a little scalp.

Killing these two people is not enough to relieve the hatred in Peony's heart: "Dinghai, you remember for me, don't forget what you said!"

Dinghai nodded again and again, not daring to put a fart.

"Wu Zen, follow me!" the peony girl ordered loudly, shook her head and walked away: "Copy the guy!"

The monk Wuzen followed behind, holding a hoe in his hand.

Yes, there is still hair, and there will be gains if there is loss.

Dinghai promised Peony one thing, peerless magic skills, legendary swordsmanship, and it was about to arrive.

Of course, the hair was carried in the hand, long, a handful.

It's night.

It was this night.

In the darkness, the clouds obscure the moon.

The stars in the sky couldn't bear to see it, so they turned their heads and cried.

The night wind blows the grass and trees, and it is also like crying, whining, whining, like a ghost crying.

Two rays of light, two dark shadows, in the courtyard, under the tree, one is pointing and pointing, the other is talking, and the other is digging.

It's like two tomb robbers, digging for a mysterious treasure.

It is like two murderers and burial of corpses, one digging a pit alive, and the other killing and burying it.

......

Now that Nong is dead and buried, I don't know when Nong will be mourned?

Nong is burying flowers and laughing idiots, who does he know when he buries Nong?

Try to see the remnants of spring flowers gradually falling, that is, when the red face dies of old age.

Once the spring is full of red faces, the flowers fall and people die without knowing!

Yes, this time it's not about Sister Daiyu's funeral flowers, this time it's about Sister Peony's funeral hair, which is not ordinary.

In general, you have to dig.

Dig a pit.

To say that the monk without Zen is also real, and he has the strength, and he can no longer do dirty work, tiring work, and hard work. Three under five to remove two, dig a big pit at the moment, a deep pit, can bury two people-

At that moment, he jumped down first, smiled and opened his hands: "Sister Peony, you also come down!"

Born in different beds, death is also the same hole, digging a pit with your own hands, burying husband and wife alive, how affectionate, moving, being a man, no Zen monk -

"Still laughing! Still laughing!" Peony was furious, using her hair as a whip, and jerked: "Don't laugh!

Of course, this is not a joke, of course, this is not fun at all, of course, the peony girl is not in the mood to play with him: "Huh!" and with a crisp sound, he tore off half of Luo's skirt and began to pretend the long hair in his hand. Peony has always dared to think and dare to do neatly, but he was stunned by the Wuzen who was still in the pit. The monk of Wuzen only felt a flower in front of him, and then looked at a round and jade thigh in front of him, the white light was shining and the fragrance was fluttering, and the scenery was infinite.

Zen-free monks are dazzled!

A bright moon suddenly faded, the sky full of stars was dimmed, the king of flowers was in full bloom, and the dark night was not gorgeous!

"Hey!" The peony girl sighed faintly and shook her hand: "Wuzen, have you seen enough?"

The Zen monk was feasting his eyes, and he still sighed from the pit: "Sister Peony, your legs are so white!"

Luo Yi is covered with green silk, and the green silk has no loess, it is a well-dressed mound: "Buried!"

Under the order, the words were concise and to the point, and it became more and more Dinghai's demeanor.

After digging the pit, it has to be filled, and the Wuzen monk struggles to fill the pit.

"Slow!" Peony suddenly remembered something, frowned, gritted his teeth, and drank Wuzen.

Yes, the peony burial is of great significance, and the one in the pit is another peony, and the peony girl is saying goodbye to her past.

But unaccompanied, without loess, isn't it too lonely and lonely?

Peony - no Zen

The two glanced at each other, and Wuzen touched his head.

Wuzen has no hair, what do you take to bury it? It's not beautiful, it's not beautiful, Peony is unwilling!

"Buried!"

Wu Zen is shirtless and does it with a sigh.

Finished!

The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes are happy!

"Whoosh-" A small wind blew, and it was extremely cold and lonely.

The peony girl only felt that the back of her head was cold, how did she feel awkward: "Woo-"

Peony finally cried, yes cried again, Peony could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart, crying and throwing herself into the arms of Wuzen: "Wuzen-Wuzen-"

Yes, the Peony girl is very fragile at this time, her wounded heart needs someone to comfort her.

"Woo――――――――――――――" without Zen to cry.

"Sister Peony, Sister Peony!" is sincere, inexplicably frightened, and it seems that she needs someone to comfort her.

The two hugged their heads and cried, and the world was sad for a while.

Perfect match, crying and laughing.

said that there are losses and gains, and the love is constantly chopped, and the loess is indispensable.

The peony burial is a milestone!

A generation of strange women was finally born, achieving great achievements through the ages and leaving a reputation for eternity.

Eight hundred miles south of the city, there is a mountain, the old mountain of the moon.

There is a nunnery in the Yuelao Mountain, which is called the Peach Blossom Nunnery.

There is a god and nun in the peach blossom hermitage, and the name is stupid.

Shou Shen Ni has a peerless knife technique, called Acacia knife technique.

Dinghai said that Shouzhi was as famous as Dinghai back then, and his martial arts were better than Dinghai.

Dinghai said that the acacia knife method is better than the crazy devil stick method, and if the peony is a miracle, it will have to be trained by the god and nun.

What Dinghai said is that with your talent, it will be successful in a few days!

What Dinghai said is reasonable, it just so happens that the peony is also willing, and it happens that the knife made by the peony happens to fall into the peony.

Therefore, the next stop, the destination is: Peach Blossom Temple.