Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

"On that day, there was a big banquet in the Lord's mansion. At the beginning of the Lantern Festival, there were singing and dancing. But there was a woman in a red dress coming on the moon. After dancing with a rainbow dress, it was amazing."

The storyteller on the stage slapped the startling wood hard and raised his voice: "this is the first time that the city master and his wife met. Later, according to the city master, he often had the same dream since he was young. In my dream, the goddess stepped on the moon, dressed like fire in red. When the clouds and smoke were steaming, her body gradually faded away, and she disappeared in a hurry. But the city leader had been searching for it for many years, and finally saw it that day. "

Most of the disciples came to attend the ten methods meeting. They were very interested in this flash marriage love story. After listening to it, someone yelled, "but I heard that when he married a new wife, the wife of the upper city leader died less than a year ago!"

It was a brilliant smash, but a lot of people followed him and said, "yes! How can this be worthy of the spirit of the lady before? "

"This, this -"

Mr. Shuoshu was obviously flustered. He took his handkerchief to wipe away the cold sweat from his forehead in a hurry: "you little Taoists don't know. The relationship between the city master and the last lady is not only a family marriage known throughout the city, but also a famous emotional discord. When they appear together on weekdays, although they can be called "mutual respect and hospitality", they can easily see that there is no friendship between them and they are very cold. "

He was very thirsty and drank a cup of half cold tea. Seeing that many friars were curious, he took advantage of the situation to continue: "the last lady of the city Lord, whose surname was song and whose name was Xianning, was a young lady who grew up in the boudoir. She was always in poor health and seldom went out of her family."

People in the city tell stories about Luo Yuanming and Luan Niang's predestined love, but little about this Miss Song. Many people are the first time to hear her name, not subconsciously shut their mouths, raised their ears to continue to listen.

"But what about the Lord? A monk who has been training outside for many years, if he didn't have to inherit the position of city leader, he might have been traveling all over the world until now. Their experiences, interests and personalities are totally different. Even if they really want to make a spark, it will be difficult. "

Shuo Shuo shook his head and sighed: "in fact, that's a good girl, too. Unfortunately, the weather is not as good as it should be, so he suddenly got serious and left like that Well, nature makes people

"I have another question!"

After so many years of hard work in the clan, the younger disciples were finally able to get in touch with some exciting gossip. They were all enthusiastic and said in a high voice: "I heard a rumor that the girls who claimed that Luan City was missing were probably related to Luan Niang - how do you think about this?"

There was an uproar.

This problem is quite sensitive. However, Mr. Shuo Shuo can tell the truth. He doesn't care about anything else for a moment and says in a low voice: "in fact, this story has been spread to the city Lord and his wife for a long time. In order to prove her innocence, the wife specially asked people to search the bedrooms and belongings in great detail, and found nothing."

Ning Ning sits in the corner and listens quietly. Looking at the white paper full of words on the desk, she is very upset.

Since Pei Ji realized that elder martial sister Zheng was missing, they turned over and over the images of that night. People come and go in the depths of flowers, but never see the shadow of Zheng Weiqi.

The eyes of the statue of Luan bird in the city Lord's mansion are rotating. If you grasp it properly, you can easily avoid supervision. She disappeared without any sign. The only possible explanation was that she was taken away by someone with ulterior motives.

He Zhizhou's first reaction is to immediately find the city master and Luan Niang and confront them face to face.

However, this gentleman is right. At the beginning, there was a lot of rumors in the city. Luan Niang only said that she was not afraid of the shadow. She even asked people to search her study carefully and found nothing in the end.

The city Lord was very partial to his wife. After that, he trusted Luan Niang more and more. He ordered others not to talk about her and connected her with the disappearance.

That is to say, Zheng Weiqi is missing now. Even if they report this to the city leader, they will not say whether he will believe the one-sided statement of the little disciples of Xianmen without any evidence. Even if they really promise to let them search Luan Niang, I'm afraid they can't find any suspicious clues. Instead, they will make her more defensive.

They have too little information to act rashly.

"Not only elder martial sister Zheng, but also the elder martial brother."

Ning Ning drags his side face with his hand and makes a question mark beside the word "Meng Jue" on the paper.

According to Lin Xun, the elder martial brother fell in the restaurant after he got drunk. But when they went to Tianxiang Pavilion, they found out that he also jumped out of the window last night and disappeared.

"According to the common sense, it's hard for people who practice Taoism to get drunk. It's even more outrageous to be drunk as you were last night."

Ning Ning pondered for a moment, and in the sound of shock, he said: "especially the master, he has the highest accomplishments, but he is drunk the longest and the worst, and he has not recovered until now. There is no news from the elder master. If there is no accident, he should still be drunk - is there any medicine specially added to the wine for monks? The higher his accomplishments, the greater the impact he will be?"

"And Jiuzhou spring return is exactly what Luan Niang specially asked us to drink!"

He Luan's mother is absolutely itchy, so what's the problem"The method of sacrifice emphasizes the mutual generation and exchange of yin and Yang."

Pei said in a deep voice, "if you can find a monk with high spiritual power, the more benefits you will get from this exchange. Elder martial sister Zheng's accomplishments can be met but not sought."

He Zhizhou was shocked when he heard the speech. Looking at Ning Ning, he was already sweating unconsciously.

If Pei Ji didn't get drunk last night and Ning Ning just sent him back to the inn to have a rest, and didn't drink Jiuzhou Chungui Maybe it's not just Zheng Weiqi who's missing, but also her.

"But if it's really Luan Niang who's behind the scenes, it's a little too blatant to cover up."

Ning Ning also felt afraid after a while, and thanks Pei Ji, who can't drink, for thousands of times: "it's the medicine in the wine, and it's just about to abduct elder martial sister Zheng. Isn't it that you want to tell us," I did everything, you have the ability to check it. "

He Zhizhou snorted: "maybe she is good at it? It looks pathetic, but in fact, seeing that we are exhausted and helpless, we have already laughed in our hearts. What's more, with the support of the city master, no matter how to be a demon, it's hard to find Luan Niang. "

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow passing by his side, followed by a familiar male voice: "you Taoist priests, are you discussing the case of the missing girl in the city?"

However, when I raised my head, I saw an ordinary strange face.

Ning Ning recognized the owner of the voice and lowered the volume a lot: "Lord of the city?"

"It's me."

Luo Yuanming nodded with a faint smile: "I often go out of the house to visit the people. Do you mind if I sit down here?"

He Zhizhou couldn't hide his words in his heart. After looking at Ning Ning, he tentatively said: "Lord of the city, we drank Jiuzhou spring last night and went back unconscious. The eldest martial sister is missing for no reason. She hasn't come back until now."

Luo Yuanming's smile instantly converged, and his eyes were a little surprised: "Zheng Daoyou?"

He Zhizhou nodded and told him all about what happened last night and today. The more Luo Yuanming listened, the tighter his brow was. Finally, he said in a deep voice, "so the Taoist priests all suspect that this is my wife's doing - but last night until today, she has been with me all the time. Now she goes to the study to read a book, and she also has a maid by her side."

It's better to think.

"Luan Niang is not of high birth. Many people have prejudice against her. I am her husband, and I know her best. Although she is a dancer, she has a strong disposition and lofty ambition, and will definitely not commit crimes. "

Although his voice was low, his eyes revealed a fiery determination and awe inspiring color. He clenched his fist between the conversation and said in a positive way: "you don't need to worry. Luo will do his best to find out this matter and give Luan City peace."

The city leader is famous for his honesty and diligence. It is said that in order to find out the real murderer, he stayed up for three days and three nights in front of the image recorded by the Luan Bird Statue -

although nothing was found out in the end.

According to the established rule, this kind of people is just like the police in the domestic movies. They know nothing about an accident. When they arrive at the scene, all the incidents have been solved by the protagonists.

Ning Ning had a headache and asked him with a little hope: "Lord of the city, recently, the Criminal Court has been searching all night. What's the conclusion?"

"We have considered many motives, the most likely of which is the use of living people to sacrifice."

Luo Yuanming said: "most of the missing women are 16 or 17 years old, which is the best age for sacrifice. They should have been taken away by a monk, but the purpose is not known. The methods of evil ways are unpredictable, and there are many ways to lead them by living people. It is a possibility to refine souls, to rob souls, to rob people, and even to use the cauldron to collect and repair them. "

Well, it's almost like not saying it.

"Besides, I have a secret here. It is said that the Lord of the city is gifted and an outstanding monk. But I don't know that since he was born, his knowledge of the sea has been damaged and his spiritual power is weak. Thanks to his travel around the world, he found unexpected opportunities in the frontier sand barrier city. "

The storyteller on the stage didn't know that the Lord of the city was here, but he still said. Ning Ning looks at Luo Yuanming and gets a gentle smile from the other side, indicating that she continues to listen.

"In the desert, there are endless treasures. In the middle of the night, we can see that the sand is like snow and the moon is like a hook. Under the crescent spring, where the water is sparkling, there is a red lotus blooming -- "

there is another startling sound:" it's a rare treasure in a hundred years, lingzhi, solitary moon Lotus! "

Some people asked curiously, "what's the connection between this lotus and the sea?"

"A monk who has lost his knowledge of the sea is no different from the end of the fairyland. It's hard for ordinary people to save the fairyland. However, if several rare medicinal materials are used to refine the pill, it will have the effect of changing the life and reshaping the root and bone."

Ning Ning's heart popped.

It is said in the original book that the reason why Wen Hemian was able to recover his cultivation was that other elders of xuanxu sword sect tried their best to find medicinal materials, but they didn't mention a word about what those Lingzhi were.The most pitiful thing is that it will take many years to collect all the medicinal materials. By the time Wen Hemian recovers, he will be covered with old diseases and depressed all day. Even if he recovers, he will not be able to reach the level of that year.

The two of them are still pen pals. If she can do her best to find them, maybe she can make Mr. Wen recover early, and she won't have to suffer so much more.

Ning Ning read here, raised his eyes and looked at Luo Yuanming in a hurry. The latter noticed the sight and said in a low voice: "Miss Ning Ning, but are you interested in it?"

Ning Ning didn't feel stiff when he faced him. He nodded and said, "I know someone who also knows that the sea is destroyed I've been looking for ways to recover

"Who do you know?"

He is slightly a Zheng Leng, immediately smile: "isn't it elder general star?"

Ning Ning nodded.

Pei Ji, who was always quiet, heard the tip of his finger move, raised his eyelids and gave her a quick glance. He wanted to stop talking.

"In order to repair the sea, we need five kinds of medicinal materials. The elders of xuanxu sword sect are also trying their best to find him. Now there are only two flavors left

Luo Yuanming said: "one is the solitary moon lotus, the other is the immortal grass."

Ning Ning wrote down the two herbs in his heart and nodded gently.

"Solitary moon lotus is the most difficult to find. It may be born on cliffs, volcanic snow tops, or it may be just a red lotus by the pool of an ordinary family. It's only by fate that you meet it, but you can't find it."

Seeing that the little girl in front of him was serious, he could not help laughing from his chest: "as for Lingshu fairy grass It's said that in the secret place of your next trial, there happens to be one

As soon as he said this, he would rather not stop breathing: "the next test?"

"There were two rounds of the ten methods meeting. The second round was to let the disciples fight one-on-one. This year, it was a more dangerous way."

Luo Yuanming said: "you are going to enter the secret place -"

before he finished his words, he suddenly frowned, bowed down and gave out a light cough, which was strongly suppressed. When the right hand covering his lips moved away, Ning Ning still saw a touch of blood although he intended to cover it up.

"I've been in a bad condition recently. I often do this. I don't know what's going on."

Luo Yuanming wiped the blood stains on his hands and laughed awkwardly: "it's just a minor illness. Maybe he has worked hard recently and will soon be cured."

Before Ning Ning Ning could continue to inquire about the second round of the trial, he heard the storyteller on the stage laugh, breaking the previous solemn atmosphere:

"these are not interesting. For the sake of the Taoist priests' enthusiasm, let me tell you a wonderful story about the city master's 300 rounds of war with the nuns in the frontier fortress story! That's a vivid one, tut tut! "

Luo Yuanming's face turned red in an instant, and he waved his hand to explain: "adaptation is not making up, joking is not nonsense It never happened! You believe me

"Little fellow over there! Go and close the gate

Mr. Wang was extremely superior, and the thief kept laughing: "if the criminal secretary comes in, it will be over. Let's talk in private."

Someone said with a smile, "Sir, you also know that rumors will be locked up?"

"This is not a rumor!"

He said: "even if I'm really caught in the criminal court, I'll be charged with" divulging the city master's important secrets "- hurry up, hurry up, do you want to hear" yuan and Ming Dynasty play in the ten thousand devil's cave "or" Banshee playing with yingyanhuan "

Luo Yuanming

Luo Yuanming stood up with a stiff face, and his voice was as cold as the iron of winter: "I want to listen to the story teller Fu Zhu Ji more."

He was full of air. As he walked forward, he tore off the mask on his face and walked out of the vismit show.

The teahouse is full of chickens and dogs. Mr. Shuo thinks that he is a plainclothes criminal emissary and pleads for mercy with a bitter face: "my Lord, I have to make a living. You are merciful. Don't tell the Lord of the city --"

in the middle of the speech, I will see the man's familiar face when he opens his mask.

Shuo Shuo is full of laughter and nonsense: "Oh, ha ha."

Oh, it's the Lord himself.

That's OK.

*

I can't get any more useful information from Luo Yuanming. When Tian Xianzi and others got drunk, they all ran to baihuashen. According to Ning Ning Ning, in addition to the drugs that make people confused, the wine is likely to be mixed with the fragrance that leads people to the soul.

Therefore, Meng Jue's most likely destination is still the flower street with many lanes.

For fear that he might have an accident, Ning Ning and Pei Ji went to baihuashen again. As for he Zhizhou, who was too shy to step here, he took on the responsibility of searching for information and collecting relevant clues among the people in the city.

"The wife of the last city Lord died of a strange illness, and the city Lord coughed blood again today." Ning Ning was anxious and forced himself to calm down and analyze, "this is not right. Does the man behind want to kill him?"

What's more, the reaction of the Lord himself is quite strange. He spits blood, but he still trusts Luan Niang wholeheartedly, just like being poisoned.Now evening is approaching, and the sky is gradually darkening. The famous flowers are quietly showing their proper appearance in the light and shadow.

Many pavilions are shining like jade by the lights, and the lanterns are joined together. The dark red candlelight is dense in every corner of the air, and the wind is full of the laughter of men and women, accompanied by the crisp sound of eaves bells, just like the jingle of streams and springs.

She was always worried about Zheng Weiqi. She had no interest in seeing the scenery. She was thinking about how to find Meng Jue. Suddenly, she saw two figures in dispute not far away.

The man seemed to be drunk and could not help pulling the sleeve of another girl. The girl looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her face turned red, trying to break free.

"You let go!"

The girl was so angry that even her voice was shaking: "I'm calling!"

The man laughed angrily: "still pretending to be tall? What good things can be found in this flower street? I think highly of you, young master - "

before he finished his words, there was a sharp sword behind him, which flashed like stars and electricity. It flashed silver light in mid air and hit the man in the middle of the back neck.

I'd rather be in a hurry than spend more time with such people. The blow was merciless, which made him unconscious and faint. The girl stepped back two steps in a hurry. When she was relieved, she looked up and saw them: "thank you..."

She had no spiritual power, and could not see who had just used the sword formula.

"You're welcome, girl."

Ning Ning dropped her eyes and saw the other side holding a stack of paintings and ink.

The simple clothes of a young girl should not be born in a wealthy family where she can send her daughter to school to paint. It should be for the sake of selling paintings to make money to take pictures in the crowded streets.

People who sell and paint paintings will always pay attention to every move of everyone on the street. She immediately asked, "girl, have you ever seen a tall and handsome young man in a white shirt with a sword on his waist? He should be drunk and not very conscious. "

She didn't have much hope.

Unexpectedly, the girl opened her eyes and looked at her and Pei Ji quickly: "who are you?"

*

"my name is a Hui, and the young man was found by my grandmother at home."

The girl took them through the long tunnel and walked quickly to the depths of the flowers. The more they went in, the more dim the brilliant fire around them, just like the grand fireworks gradually disappeared, leaving only a few scattered halos on the house.

But I can't help but open my lips.

In the deeper depths of flowers, it is another scene that is quite different from red wine and extravagance.

The walls are falling, the houses are getting shorter, and the long bright lights like dragons are gone. Only a few lonely lights are left, which vaguely outline the crowded and cramped houses. All of them are bent and short, like dying giants crawling on the ground.

Further on, there was no drunkenness and laughter. The smell of cooking fumes, potholes in the ditches, and the crumbs from the walls were all around. Some people sitting in front of the door looked up at them. Their eyes were dark and deep, like a quagmire.

It's like a slum.

The house ah Hui brought them into was not outstanding. It was just one of the houses submerged in the dark. When the gate was opened, there were five or six shadows in front of her.

-- the house is narrow and dark. There are several girls of different ages sitting around the dining table. When ah Hui pushes the door in, she looks surprised.

Blink an eye to see her and Pei Ji, then some fear ground silent.

"They are all the same as me. They are adopted by grandma."

A Hui explained softly: "when a girl is born, she is often abandoned by the roadside."

She said, turning her eyes to the girls at the dinner table, "where's my brother who's here today?"

A little girl, less than ten years old, whispered, "he's asleep. He's resting in the room."

"A visitor?"

While they were talking, an old woman with white hair came out of the room. She seems to be ill. Her thin face is as dry as firewood. When she walks, she is powerless to support the wall. Her eyes are turbid, like muddy water, reflecting a faint shadow.

Ah Hui quickly came forward to help her: "Grandma! How did you get out of bed? "

Ning Ning smiles politely: "grandma, we are your classmates who took the man in this morning. We are here to find him."

"Oh - the boy."

She suddenly nodded, still holding the posture of supporting the wall, her voice was hoarse and she said, "you come with me."

The house was not big, and the beds were small, because it was full of women. Meng Jue was born tall and had to curl up when he was lying on the bed. He seemed to be a little cute.

And this is precisely the temperament that is most incompatible with him.

"Thank you very much!"

Ning Ning for his hanging heart finally fell to the ground, relieved to breathe: "grandma, those girls outside the room, are you raising them alone?"The old woman didn't seem to be able to hear clearly. She opened her mouth and thought about Ning Ning Ning for a long time. Then she raised her lips and said with a smile, "yes."

As she said, she glanced out of the door and deliberately lowered her voice so that the girls could not hear her: "girl, you may not know that people in our place are so poor and afraid that our daughter is always unpopular. From time to time, when you walk deep into the alley, you can see the abandoned baby girl. I don't have much ability. I can't be called a "supporter". I just sell paintings on the street and earn some money to feed them. "

However, how much money can be made by buying and selling calligraphy and paintings.

Rather rather hang Mou to hope to her is full of thin shirt of patch, heart bottom a burst of melancholy.

"It's a pity that I'm old, I can't see clearly, and I can't remember anything. Now I'm sick again, so I can only let ah Hui go out to sell paintings I don't know what to do with these girls after I leave. "

A Hui lightly grasps her wrist, the warm voice stops a way: "grandma, won't."

Ning Ning hesitated: "they Is there no other place? "

"Where in the world is that not the case?"

The old woman's muddy eyes crossed a sad color: "women are born mean, but men's vassal.". If they were boys, they might be able to go to the dock to help. However, where do they want to do manual work, they don't want weak girls? Life is like a mole ant, life is like a mole ant, my rotten life -- "

after she said it, she coughed heavily. When she raised her eyes, she looked at Ning Ning with some confusion, and said to ah Hui beside her:" are these two

"They are friends of that brother this morning."

A Hui explained patiently, then turned to Ning Ning and said, "sorry, grandma often forgets things."

This is a case of Alzheimer's syndrome.

"Oh, oh."

The old woman nodded blankly and coughed again: "wait for grandma to go back to her room and continue painting I'll make more money for you while I can see you. If I leave later and you can't even eat, how can I get it? "

The girl held her arm with ten fingers, and subconsciously tightened it.

Ah Hui is always silent and doesn't speak, just because she doesn't want to tell her grandmother that her eyesight is getting worse day by day, and her paintings are already crooked, and she can't see the trace of writing clearly. What's more, she doesn't have the heart to let her know that those strange paintings can't be sold for many days, even if she works night after night in pain, all she does is useless.

It seems that the fate of the vast majority of poor women is that they are unable to do anything.

In Luan City, murders occur frequently, and several girls are missing. So far, no news has been obtained.

In the depths of flowers, the wind and dust women laugh all their lives, most of which are insincere and life like catkins.

Deep in the mud, there is no way to go back, and there is no way to resist. Only when you are forced to accept it, you can see your head's life -

but are you really unable to resist?

"Grandma."

Ning Ning sighed: "can I have a look at your painting?"

Ning Ning wants to buy these paintings with all his private money.

Originally, she just had the idea of appreciating it. After ah Hui led her down to grandma's room, she took the picture scroll and looked down one by one. When she saw one of them, she couldn't help but stay in the same place.

It's a picture of a man and a woman walking side by side under the moon.

Both of them were dressed in men's clothes. The teenager on the left only showed a thin figure. The girl on the right side's hair band was blown away by the wind. She turned back and stretched out her right hand in a hurry to hold it in her hand again.

Green silk is high and beautiful. A pair of slender eyes are like an abyss. Others just need to take a look at it and then willingly fall into it.

She knows this face.

It's like Luan Niang.

"Have you taken a fancy to this painting?"

Grandma said with a dumb smile: "I used to see two young boys walking side by side in the flower street late at night. Today, I realized that one of them was a beautiful girl."

"They both -"

Ning Ning's heart beat faster unconsciously.

In all the people's narratives, there is no mention of this young man who has a deep friendship with Luan Niang. If he is the one who is passing a message with a dove -

"grandma, do you know what their relationship is?"

"I have never talked to them."

The old man shook his head: "one of them is the wife of the city master, right? I have made two portraits of them. My wife stopped by the stall one day and bought one of them. That one is the back of them all in men's clothes and sitting by the river talking at night. "

After many years, when Luan Niang saw the painting again, she would still stop and buy it. It can be seen that the young man has a high status in her heart. Maybe

Even far more than Luo Yuanming.

Ning Ning put a soft voice and continued to ask, "do you know the name or identity of the boy in the picture?"

The old man was stunned for a moment.

"If you want to say a name," she said with a frown in her light gray pupil. "I remember a man and a woman. Sometimes the girl called him" Zhou "and sometimes brought a word" cloud. "Zhou, Yun.

No matter how the Pinyin tones are arranged and combined, they are names Ning Ning has never heard of.

This painting was a surprise. She was about to tell her grandmother that she wanted to buy all the paintings when she heard the sound of stepping behind her.

At first glance, it turned out to be one of the girls.

Ah Hui bent over with a smile: "what's the matter?"

"Outside," the girl looked very scared and bowed her head, "the brother outside..."

She's talking about Pei Ji.

Pei Ji was inconvenient to enter the female bedroom, so he waited for Ning Ning to see the painting in the hall. He often has a cold face and a sword in his hand. It's not twice that he scares the children.

Ning Ning inexplicably felt funny. She squatted down and looked at her face to face, bent her eyes and said with a smile, "I think he's very fierce and frightening?"

The girl bowed her mouth and nodded.

"In fact, he's very kind, gentle, but he doesn't like to talk."

She pinched the little girl's face, only touched a layer of soft skin: "if you run in like this, he will be sad and feel disgusted - please, don't be afraid of him? It's OK to pretend you're not afraid. "

Ning Ning lowered her head and took out a few candies from the storage bag and handed them to her. The little girl never ate much sugar since she was young. She blinked her big eyes and said thanks carefully. "Really, really?"

"Of course it's true!"

Ning Ning replied solemnly: "in fact, he is very cute when he looks straight. Do you think he looks like a dull big dog? It's still very pleasant. "

"Well."

She finally nodded slowly, very sensitive to seize the strange big sister's last words: "sister, do you like him?"

Ning Ning's expression froze in an instant.

Not long ago, she said that Pei Ji was "likable". At this time, if she denies it, a good advice will not be convincing. Even if she does not like people, how can they ask others to like.

But to make her admit that she likes Pei Ji, it's also -

"I like this kind of thing -"

she was a little stuttered for some reason. Thinking that Pei Ji was not here, and that she was trying to coax the child, she just nodded: "yes, you see, that brother is not frightening at all, so I like him very much. If only you liked him a little bit and didn't make him feel like a nuisance

This is Ning Ning's sincere words. She doesn't want Pei Ji to be excluded from others and become the one who is lonely, scared and hated.

Since he was a child, his mother instilled all kinds of wrong values into him, and he hated his own existence from the bottom of his heart. If he continues to be like this, over time, his self loathing and self abandonment will be more serious.

She spoke seriously, sugar also gave, truth also said, did not expect the little girl to listen to a sip of lips, as a trick, with a smile pointed at her back.

Wait, No.

Head in that instant buzzing burst open, rather heart feeling, action stiff turned around.

Pei Ji didn't know when he came not far from the house. At the moment when she was opposite to her four eyes, she subconsciously held the sword more tightly. For the first time, she obviously showed a flustered look.

"EH -"

the girl ran out with sugar Meizizi. When she passed by Pei Ji, she quickly looked up at him and said, "my brother is blushing."

Chengying laughs and rolls. She imitates the tone of the little girl and pinches her voice into a soft voice: "Gee, my brother is blushing"

then she stops and turns her eyes to the other side.

The little girl holding the picture scroll in the house lowered her head abruptly, and the crimson color spread from her ears to her white neck.

Pei Ji should be able to understand her meaning, right? The so-called "like" is just pure like He's so smart, he won't think much, will he?

But if I think too much, what should I do!

Ning Ning didn't dare to look at him. He just wanted to find a quiet corner and close his eyes peacefully. After a while, he began to change the topic in a low voice, trying to ease the extremely ambiguous silence around him: "I'm going to Sneak into the Lord's mansion tonight. "

Pei Ji stares at the sword and replies: "I'll accompany you."

Whoosh.

Chengying grinned quietly.

My sister's face looks more red.

I'm sorry, I wrote a little more because I left a message before, and the most popular vote was sand sculpture daily. Sand sculpture is much more difficult to write than the main line. I really don't want to concentrate on the main line and emotional drama at the end of the daily life!

Welcome to guess!

Thanks to the little angels who cast the overlord ticket or irrigation nutrient solution for me during the period from 23:59:55 on August 11, 2020 to 23:57:18 on August 12, 2020 ~

thanks to the little angels who cast the grenade: 3 children don't know how to worry;Thank you to the angel who threw the mine: yuyuyuxiaoji, MAIYUE, midnight Wangxing, Qingyu, Yuyu;

thank you to the angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Pu 137 bottles; magician 100 bottles; wuwuyun and I East 80 bottles; ASAKURA duck 60 bottles; 42570049 40 bottles; Dade family Ludwig 36 bottles; ink, six ears, super sweet baby 30 bottles; book lovers, half a spoonful of sugar, on the 15th, the 20th February, Yuyu Xiaoji, Qiufeng Xinyu 20 bottles; shallow blueberry 16 bottles; Yanju Ji 14 bottles; Qiaoqiao look, xiamian 12 bottles; Enron, little monkey chasing butterfly, inexplicable Yan se, orange cat, little stew soup teacher, snow angel, firefly, banana monkey 10 bottles; I don't know what name, hagi'an, Jinwan, human cookies Maria, chestnut taro, Nanming Youyu, qiaheng, xingzhan luodeng, Cheryl 5 bottles; yazhenglv 4 bottles; Xixi, Chou Zan, 26926210, PA 3 bottles; II, Baxi, Zhengren, Tiantian 2 bottles; CI CI is not porcelain, sots, pineapple rabbit, snow ball, narrow gate, tilt star, midnight star, touxuanji, may, zhongpilan, Kaixuan, Ren Qingmin, box, Yaya want to changgaogao, coquetry cat king, yuanqianye, Alex, Jieju & 1 bottle;

thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!