Legend of Fu Yao

"铿啷啷", the chain is a slap in the face, skillfully put on the body of Meng Fu.

The people rushed to the ground and sighed that the shop owner was unlucky. The good days of opening the business met these things, and 80% offended the Governor.

Meng Fu shakes the chain with his hand and looks at Li Gongzi. He is curious. "Do you bully the male? Which male do I bully? Which female is the hegemon?"

"You bullied the weak in Yaocheng, and the son of the son is not at peace!" Li Gongzi smiled and looked at her. "You forced the weak woman to be homeless, and the whole day was blowing and working hard, just to pay your huge amount." blackmail!"

Hu Sang?

Meng Fu shook his eyebrows and picked it. This time it was really angry. The dead woman didn’t know how to advance and retreat. She still wanted to provoke people to deal with her. This Li Gongzi 80% is to look at Hu Sang's beauty, and no matter what the three or seventy-one is for the beauty, it is really full!

This kid is also fainting and does not know the ritual system. He is the Governor. Is he also the Governor? When the street locks take the three generals of the generals? Hu Sang, Hu Sang, your eyes are really bad, and you don’t have to choose the right place.

She smiled insidiously, thinking about how to rectify the gangster, Li Gongzi, and listened to him yelling at the guards. "Give me a piece of paper. I want to personally defeat this guy, and then I will be taken to the government." He suddenly lowered his voice and leaned into the head of the shifting head to lower his voice. "Closed with the old guy of the surname, who is not close to him who died? Let this kid taste it... ”

He spoke very low, but Meng Fu shook it clearly, and he just had to stretch out his hand.

Last name? old man? Who is close to who is dead?

It sounds like someone who is looking for...

Although the location is a bit strange, but this kind of person is not a game, it is normal to act. It is impossible to suddenly have an interest in the prison. It is also possible to play in for a few days.

Meng Fu shakes his meditation, hey, don't go into the tiger's nest and get a tiger, go see? Anyway, the ink is not known to you, and there is no danger. If you look at it, you will come out.

The interrogative sentence immediately became an affirmative sentence, and Meng Fu Shaan made a wink for Yao Xun who came over, indicating that he should not care, and he was embarrassed to follow the class.

Li Gongzi sneered and looked at it. He felt that his tiger's body was shocked, and the spirit of the king was screaming. The boy really succumbed to it, and he couldn't help himself. He touched the top of his bald head and suddenly angered his heart. Raising his hand was a slap. "Let's play the kid, the son taught you!"

His slap in the face of the tiger and the wind, using the strength of feeding, do not want to swing half, the palm suddenly surprised and folded backwards.

With a crack in the bones, Li Gongzi jumped eight feet high, holding his palms and mourning. His hand brakes turned out one hundred and eighty degrees, and his life and wrists were folded into parallel.

Meng Fu smiled and looked at it, spit out the melon seeds in his mouth, and said, "The seeds of the chrysanthemum are good! Fragrant! Crisp! Broken bones are also strong!"

She leaned in front of Li Gongzi, whose face was distorted, and said lowly. "This general is in a good mood today. He is willing to give you a face. You should not give your face a shame. If you hurry to take me to prison, then according to what you said, and The old guy of the surname is in a cell - hurry up! Did you hear?"

Li Gongzi was shocked, and it was horrified and painful. He stared at Meng Fu Sha. It is really not understanding that there are such geeks in the world. It is obvious that people here can’t stand her, but they have to look for a bitter room. ?

Meng Fu Shao has swayed straight to the government prison, singing singly, "Looking for it, finding a friend, finding you in a cell..."

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The cell of the mansion and all the cells are almost dark and dark, but Meng Fu’s bloodiest and most horrible cell has been seen. Naturally, she is interested in the “old guy of the surname.”

This person is sitting three feet away from her now. It is very abstract and incomprehensible from head to toe. Meng Fu shakes him for a quarter of an hour and feels that this person is very deep and sharp, between Yu and Gao Ren, it is possible Each **** is 50%.

She turned her eyes and tried to find the "high-end eyebrows" from the other side's chaos. She thought about the opening remarks. "Is it true that you are still in the ink?" This is a bit silly.

"May I ask--"

The other party suddenly fell down to sleep, and a pair of dirty feet that could not see the color stretched straight to the side of Meng Fu shaking his nose.

Meng Fu stared at the black iron color of the foot board, I feel that this shape is not the same as the "Xinghui Shengshou" such a beautiful style of wind, but the sole of the foot actually gave birth to a big cockroach, squatting on the flowing hair Is this the origin of "Xinghui"?

After studying the bottom plate for a long time, Meng Fuya suddenly found that something was wrong.

Why is Mao floating?

wind?

How did the wind suddenly start?

This is a secret, not even a window, where does the wind come from?

The wind comes from all sides.

"Hey!"

A wind suddenly swept over her head, fast and sharp.

Meng Fu shakes Huo Ran, and a group of people smashed away. When they landed, they looked like black clouds and fell.

She looked at the stunned hair in amazement, and she was shocked by a cold sweat on her back. Before she could think about it, she was a good wind behind her!

This time straight to her heart, the rapid strength, can definitely kill her with a "wind"!

I couldn't wait to avoid it again. Meng Fu shook the "砰" and fell to the ground. The wind rushed from the back. "Hey!", the back of the shirt broke open a big seam, cold.

Only a little, she will be cut off the spine!

The wind is as fast as lightning, turning into a handle, thin, transparent and silent, flying in a narrow space. In this small cell, the calm and gentle wind in nature suddenly becomes an invisible weapon to kill. The power of the gods is silently manipulated, and the knives are slashed and slashed.

To make matters worse, those "winds", each appearing strange and mysterious, angled, like the invisible hands of the gods, summon this natural power, turned into a magical knife, vertical and horizontal, no one can be .

In the face of such a strange power, Meng Fuya was forced to do all his abilities. She couldn't stop rolling and avoid jumping and jumping. The deep purple figure flew in the narrow space like electricity. Those movements were too fast and too fast. In the end, I have already surpassed the perception and become instinct. I saw that the shadow flew around, and made a faint shadow, and then drifted instantly in the human vision.

"Hey!"

Another wind plucked, this time is her eyebrows lying on the ground!

Meng Fu shook the big bang, "Rely!" Without saying anything, I reached out and grabbed the dirty feet. "You are blocking!"

When the footboard was pulled, the person’s motionless body was lighter than anyone’s imagination, and even a pull was completely pulled up and erected in the air.

The wind stopped.

The wind knives stopped, and the surroundings suddenly and quietly and silently.

Meng Fu shook his head and looked at the footboard he was holding. He snorted, "Rely! I knew I would catch you early!"

The footboard suddenly kicked!

"Snapped!"

Meng Fu Shao was kicked out by the shackles, hitting the fence heavily, hitting all the limbs and screaming like a pain. Meng Fu swayed and struggled to get up, angry, "Mom, you dare to kick me." Immediately disgusting Pounce on.

The man opened his eyes in a confused face, his eyes slammed like a giant hammer, and his eyes were deep and profound, like a bottomless black hole that constantly created a whirlpool. With the power of a strong and mysterious, he won the body. A meal.

It’s a pity that Meng Fu’s man has always been fierce. After a pause, he continued to pounce and punched his opponent’s stomach. “Tell you to smother me! Call you to teach the **** apprentice!”

She determined that this person is really a legacy of ink, except that he can still be so spurred, the power of heaven and earth can also be used as a weapon. Since it is really here, the person has died in the first place, which means he has already Recognized yourself, if there is anything hesitating about this? Start with a strong hand and get rid of it, but it is a life of death.

She rushed up, did not give him any chance to make the **** wind knife, "shocks eighteen", the head hit the hand and grab the leg kick bite, while also insidious use of the nine tricks of skill and tricks, that head hit Going out is an iron head. When you grab it, you are ready to dig your heart. The kick will kick the baby egg, and the bite will only bite the throat.

She smothered like a tiger, and the man closed his eyes and gave a sigh of relief.

Meng Fu Shao felt that it was black in front of him, as if he had been hit by a hoe, and flew out like a kite, and once again hit the iron fence, it was the same position.

Mom... The gap is so big... Isn’t Laozi already a top player in the mainland? How can people blow me out in one breath?

Meng Fu shakes the **** sputum of "呸", and the sinister smashes the hair that has fallen behind, and climbs up again, then flutters!

"boom!"

Hit back again to the exact same position.

Climb again, then flutter!

"boom!"

There was a pile of blood on the ground. Meng Fu shook it once more slowly than once. It was softer than once, but she didn't seem to feel it. She continued to wobble and stand up.

She moved her leg and moved over step by step.

I chose to die, and I will never commit suicide again!

Fight again!

"boom!"

"boom!"

......

For the tenth time, Meng Fu shook the blood on his lips, raised his body a little, swayed and swayed for a long while, holding the wall and slowly swaying step by step. Her eyes were a little scattered, her legs and hands were soft. When she got up, the blood on her lips dripped slowly. She turned her head and went to the blood on her shoulders and continued to sneer at each other.

The old man suddenly sighed.

Meng Fu shook his eyes in front of the black, subconsciously waiting for the first time to be hit by the iron fence, but there was no movement, the old man suddenly sat up, he looked at Meng Fu, his eyes were strange, half awkward, "You finally came."

He looked thin and thin, but his voice was so loud that his words shook his ears and shook his ears. She stared at her eyes and ate. "Ah? You know I am coming?"

"I have been waiting for you for thirteen years."

"Ah?" Meng Fu shakes his mouth and flies out. Isn't it, Fang Zai Mo foreseen the festival of himself and his apprentices 13 years ago, foreseeing that he was looking for him to lock the drug and foresee that he was being Investing in prison, and meeting him here?

Too **** magical?

"Thirteen years ago, I asked the old guy, where is my next-day disciple, what if I don't come to die? The old guy pointed me here, saying that if I wait here, I can meet sooner or later, but I didn't expect it. Sooner or later, it’s actually a full 13 years late."

... What is this? How can a word not understand?

"I thought last night, if you don't come again, I will kill people," the old man said in an understatement. "I only have one day, you don't come, I have no successor, I killed the emperor of this country."

"Ah... why?" Meng Fu shook his head and asked, I will not come. You kill the grandson, Wuji, what is his father doing?

"Whoever calls him in jail does not catch the person who is arresting." The old man took it for granted.

Meng Fu shakes the black line and asks carefully, "You...not the ink?"

“Fangre ink?” The old man suddenly had memories in his tone, as if it was a name that was buried in a long-term memory, and it evoked the years when his winds and winds clashed, and he said faintly, “Thirty years ago He is not dead yet?"

"I didn't die, I didn't die..." Meng Fu shook and cried, and immediately rushed to the dog's leg and hugged the old man's big foot. "Master...I am a disciple of you, right? Is it necessary for the master to support the disciple? Fang Fang Mo Yan made his disciples bully me..."

Damn, cheap master, no need to use white, do not expire expired, did not hear that, only one day left in the shelf life.

The old man bowed his head and looked at the face of Meng’s dog’s tears and tears, and he showed a confused color. “This is the ironic disciple I am very brave and rare in the world?”

Meng Fu snorted and shouted, "You must look at the essence through the phenomenon..."

"It’s too late..." The old man closed his eyes and his fingers touched Meng Fu’s head. "Your bones are rare... It’s probably true. If it is wrong, I will come back to ask for your life..."

Meng Fu shakes and snorted, feeling that life is really **** everywhere is full of drama and danger.

Suddenly there was a shock at the top of the head, and a warm current poured into the top, and the ocean came in. If the wind blew in the body, wandering around, sweeping away the scum of the body, and then a little bit of the internal meridians, those who are somewhat impetuous. The gas is gradually smoothed out, and like the tide, it gradually rises.

Meng Fu’s eyes are bright, relying on, is the dog blood adventure in the martial arts novels really falling on me? Some high-ranking man who waited for me in a strange place, passed on the skills of his life to me. From then on, my martial arts rose soaring, and I was the only one who wanted to kill who killed and who to cut.

She was enchanted by the drooling in her dreams, but she did not realize that the airflow of the wind-like flying coils in the body gradually surpassed the dam of her infuriating and meridians, and shocked her guilt a little...

"stop!"

It turned out to be the voice of Zong Yue. Meng Fu shakes his eyes and wants to look back. He finds that he can’t move at all, and he can’t make any sound, and the power of the singer is still rushing in, Regardless of whether she can afford it, Meng Fu Sha is like a balloon that is being blown all the time. It gradually swells up, is unbearably bloody, dizzy, and the temple is swaying. She feels that she just opens her mouth and spits it out. It must not be a language, but all of its internal organs.

It’s not necessarily a good thing to give you something for no reason...

"Predecessors please stop!" Zong Yue's voice is on the top of his head. This sound of a poisonous tongue is full of eagerness at this moment. Meng Fu’s eyes only glimpse his white clothes, and it seems to have rushed to the front of the prison. Stop! Her skill is against you and can't accept your power!"

"What's the relationship?" The old man smiled. "I have abolished her original bad work."

Meng Fu shakes his eyes and faints in front of him, abolishing my "breaking nine"? That is why I have eaten countless hardships and practiced thirteen years of magic. Now I am going to be abandoned by you? You just killed me.

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"Please enlighten your predecessors!" Zong Yue hurriedly said, "No need to abandon it, but although her meridians have been solidified, they are still not enough to bear the strength of their predecessors. Please predecessor Xu Tuo slow!"

"Slow? What do you want to slow down? I only have one day to live, my wish has to be completed by her, she must be her." The old man slowly said, "Who told her to come late, I will give her a good."

When the door was kicked open, the snow-colored clothes angle floated in. Zong Yue entered the door without saying anything, and stretched his palm to press the head of Meng Fu.

"The young man is mad!" The old man stunned, his sleeves glimpsed, and Zong Yue’s arm lifted, and it sounded like a gold and iron cross. Zong Yue’s face was red, and then white, gradually became transparent, transparent and blue. .

"You have dysentery. If you are motivated, you will lose your life. Young people still have a lot of good years. Why do you want to die?" The old man said faintly, "Let's go, what I have to do, no one can stop this world."

Meng Fu shook his eyes, gratefully looked at Zong Yue, and used his eyes to signal him to let go. Hey, anyway, I am a bad luck. How can I toss how to toss, how to delay it, no need to delay you.

Zong Yue's standing, not looking at Meng Fu Sha, his straight posture suddenly slightly awkward, standing into a snow-squeaked pine, the air is extremely quiet, there is a hesitation and restless atmosphere is slowly flowing.

After a long time, he took a step back and took another step.

Meng Fu swayed his eyes and didn't look at him. She was afraid of him.

He is by no means an opponent of this old man, leaving is the right choice.

"The ancestors of the medicinal ancestors have seen the predecessors!" Suddenly there was a voice that was heavy on both knees. "Please ask the seniors to see the help of the family thirty years ago, let her go!"

Meng Fu shakes the earthquake, and the corner of his eye is aiming at the snow-colored robe corner that has been spread out. Have you fallen for her?

He stepped back, just didn't want her to see him kneel for her?

This is extremely proud, poisonous tongue, temperament, such as snow words, as the snow is clean and serious man, mourning for her knees to strangers? For her to stumble on the muddy dirty prison floor?

Meng Fu shakes his heart and tightens, shrinking his blood and fainting. She prefers to burst and die at the moment. She does not want to watch Zong Yue retreat to her. The man has gold under his knees. This gold is not worthy of being a stupid bird for her. waste.

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"You are a disciple of Gu Yidie?" The old man was a little surprised. He turned to see Zong Yue. "No wonder you see that she and I are really uncomfortable -"

"Hey, he's a fart!" The loud scream suddenly exploded, and the voice and the people were like a cannonball. The black line came straight from the air. The sound was amazing, and the place where it passed was also a wind, and everything was rolled up. The door to the prison has been smashed by the hurricane, "eat me!"

The battle north has arrived.

The old man’s messy eyebrows were picked, and the empty hand of his hand was empty, and the air suddenly smashed in the air, chilling, brushing and brushing a few times, and the hair of Beiye’s hair was immediately shit-like. Flying around, there are countless mouths on the black clothes, he does not evade, let those mouths bloom with blood, the momentum is not reduced, the old man's eyebrows wrinkled, his eyes are amazed, his fingers are flicking, each body playing Beiye is like being The giant wood hit a bump, and even hit three times in a row, but one point did not stop his momentum. He laughed and rushed, and King Kong squatted behind him, bursting out the violent wind.

"Stop you!"

The old man was more surprised and laughed. "Now the juniors are so ignorant?" He reached out.

Zong Yue, who had been kneeling in front of him, suddenly looked up and smiled. "Yes!"

As soon as he reached out and pointed a round black bead, he was very close, and his fingers flew to the old man's mouth with a black bead.

The old man hurriedly shut up, but the black beads suddenly burst in the air and turned into broken powder, some fell on the old man's clothes, and some floated into his nose.

"What... aunt!" The old man suddenly sneezed and his hands were loose.

Purple shadow floats.

It’s just a very pale shadow, so light as it’s not like the shadow of human beings, it’s as light as the light from the oil lamp on the wall. However, when the shadow appears, it obscures all the light, fingers like jade. Hey, gestures like flowers, handed to the old man's eyebrows.

But with a light touch, it is like a dark cloud covering the moon, the wind is over the clouds, the ethereal is difficult to catch and everywhere, and the full room seems to be a very vague and bright gesture.

The old man’s eyes finally changed.

Zong Yue was poisonous, he did not dare to open his mouth and spit out the wind knife; the battle of the North Wild King Kong was fierce, he had to take a hand to deal with; and this faint purple shadow, shot sinister stranger on the two people, attacking is The only cover door on his body.

He had to let go of the hand that was in the top of Meng Fu’s head.

At the moment of the release, the three people looked bright and bright, and Zong Yuefei flew up, and the black pearls flicked. The battle of the North Wild King Kong danced out of the light curtain, which was forced to face the old man, the long-spring promise The imaginary move, the hand copy, has been extremely quick to copy the Meng Fu Sha.

The old man found it decisive, and Huo Ran looked back and his finger flicked.

A subtle sound of the fissure of the humerus.

Meng Fu shakes back and looks forward. The long-term grandson has drifted out without any sense. He still smiles and bows to her, saying, "Get into trouble."

Meng Fu was shaking, laughing and not coming out and bitter face, it looked really funny.

Shaking Meng Fu to the back, the long-term Sun Wuji said to the old man who was angry at the bottom of his eyes. "Why did the seniors suffer and wait for me to be junior?"

"It's a lot of money, but is the junior of Wuzhou mainland so arrogant now?" The old man said coldly, "I haven't been involved in the red dust for many years, but I don't know how the world is now upside down!"

He looked at a few people coldly, and his eyes were dissatisfied with the appreciation and surprise. He was not able to achieve this kind of cultivation at their age. The old man of the dynasty gave birth to a faint chill, but he did not know the people in front of him. This is the top figure in the younger generation of the continent, and it is a probabilistic product rather than a popular product.

"Gale predecessors are in the world, there is no place for me to talk in front of you." The long-term loyalty of the grandson is still "only, if there is a better solution, why must it hurt people?"

Gale!

Meng Fu shakes the amazement of the old man in front of her. She thinks it is Xinghui, but she doesn't want to be a strong wind. The top five of the top five are in the top of the continent. It has long been a legendary figure who has not been involved in red dust for many years, but she does not want to be in Promise China. In a prison, she waited for thirteen years.

"What better way?" The wind sneered. "I am going to die soon. Is the agreement between me and the Holy Spirit to be brought into the loess? I have been losing in his life. Is this still going to lose? !"

"You and the Holy Spirit agree that whoever dies first will lose. If there is a disciple who inherits all the clothes, it can also be regarded as a continuation of life. The Holy Spirit has already had a disciple, but you have never found a suitable person, but helpless. Next, you want to use your life to fill the 'undead body', right?"

"How do you know this? How do you know my plans?" The eyes in the wind and the wind are really like the wind and the wind, and the long-term grandchildren.

The long-term grandson laughed and did not answer, but said, "The undead body makes the King Kong body, which is hard to match the world, but it will destroy all the spiritual will of a person. The predecessors, this method is too traumatic and unacceptable."

"I can only win if I can." The wind sneered. "Unless the Holy Spirit is willing to make his disciples undead, I will win."

"You have no chance to win." Chang Sun Wuji is still smiling, and he is not in a hurry to slap his sleeves. "I just saw the younger generation, you have only half an hour of life, so I have been dragging you to talk, now half an hour. Almost the same, the rest of the time, the three of me want to stop you, probably still no problem."

Zhan Beiye’s proud interface is laughing. “The so-called 'better way’ is not there, lie to you.”

"The junior is looking for death!" The wind snarled and threw himself up. He was together. The original thin and bulky body was immediately light and agile. The room was full of infuriating, and the grass was dancing. Everyone's hair and clothing were flying and flying. It was as elegant as the wind. Frenzy.

However, when he was together, he found that he was indeed the end of the strong. Although he was agile, the agility was like a duckweed without roots. Although he was soaring, the madness was like a cloud that was scattered and scattered. A junior, the stagnation of Yuelu, strange and fierce and elegant as a god, the power of joining forces is also he has to be scrupulous during his heyday, plus a part of his true strength has just been collected by him and his grievances rushed up. Meng Fu Sha, it is impossible to get the upper hand.

After three strokes, the wind suddenly stopped.

"What is the meaning of killing you..." He was a lot older and snorted. "The last hour has arrived..." Reaching out a book from his arms and throwing it at Meng Fu's feet.

"I don't want your cheats..." Meng Fu shook the righteous words and drunk, and the wind was cold and cold. "Think of beauty, what cheats, this is a road map. If you go to Fufeng in the future, Fufeng will be under the sea of ​​Erhai Island. There are some things that I have dropped, you go and get me."

"I am fishing for you, you are killing me if you are old."

"In any case, you are not killed by me, your true power has been uplifted in disguise. If you use it well, you will endlessly use it forever." The wind sat down cross-legged and did not look at her. "If you think you are really a bad girl." If you are still a villain, you will not have to pay attention to my last wish of the dead."

"My **** must not be ignored, I am a **** little man, you want to be beautiful..." Meng Fu swayed for a long while, looking at the wind that closed his eyes, and reached out and tried to breathe. "Hey? Dead?"

The three people looked at her like a smile.

Meng Fu shook his nose and said, "Go!"

The three men still smiled, standing still, watching her take a few steps, stopping at the door, tickle and licking and licking, and turned back.

"Oh... maybe it’s a good thing, it’s awkward..." The three men looked at someone and talked to themselves.

Meng Fu shook the booklet and went to his arms. His eyes slid and looked at the three faces. He wanted to run. However, his eyes turned around in the three people, and her legs could not be opened.

Three people... all injured.

Zong Yue's face is white as frost and snow, and the battle of Beiye is blood-stained by the wind knife. The long-term grandson is... The sound of the bones is his, is it?

This is the top ten, the end of the strong, still amazing power, she walked the continent of Wuzhou to the present, the most powerful masters met together, in front of the old man who will die, even hanged the color to grab her life.

Meng Fu shakes the sorrowful look of the sky, and feels that he is really a bad luck, and it is all top-level.

He walked back and she went to the three.

She said in the north of the field, "What are you doing? Waiting for us to carry you?"

"You are wrong," Meng Fu shook his weak and powerful. "I am going to go out and show you to show atonement. You guessed the three punches, who is the first?"

"Get it," Warrior Wild, stepping forward, picking up her, looking back at the two smiles, proudly saying, "You have two internal injuries, one broken hand, left me to help her." The two have no opinion?"

"Polite, please please." The two answered.

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One night, a manor, a house, a roaring pig-like roar, through the sly window paper, you can see someone being pressed on the bed...

Don't misunderstand, it's just that Meng Fu shakes the wound.

Although she received the wind power, the internal injuries that had previously hit the fence were cured, but the green and red on her face would not disappear. She was smashed in the bed by the North War, and a little plaster was applied. Meng Fu’s inner hope is the grandson. Promise to paint, because someone is the most, the other two are not the sinister or the rough hands, it is likely to take the opportunity to retaliate, but unfortunately the long-term Sun Wuji this and the two are very tacit, holding hands and saying that ah, no fractures, It was quite painful. I turned to sleep and went to sleep.

Meng Fuyao had to cry and mourn the face and accept the ravages of the warlord. Until it was painted as a pig's head, she couldn't dismiss her inner sinful poison. Then she sneered at the manor in front of the manor, where she was carrying Li Dagong.

When Meng Fuyao was escorted out of the government prison, he was seeing Li Gongzi with a bunch of people murderous, with a whip, a bucket of salt, and what it looked like, it was ready to confess his torture. .

Meng Fu took a look at this guy and he didn't fight for a fight. If he didn't find his own nephew, would she almost be killed? Are the three injured in Qiqi? So she was escorted back to the government, once again facing the endless destruction?

She smirked and greeted her, and was preparing to toss down the stupid bird. She did not prevent the grandson Wujiu from seeing through her plans, and Li’s sneak peek at Li Gongzi’s jade card.

On the card, the word "Changsun" flashed, and Li Gongzi stayed at that time. Governor Li rushed in, squatting on the ground like a hoe, and the grandson was only faint. "The Governor is strict, and he does not want to teach." There is a party."

Governor Li was so pale that his hand gave his son a slap in the face. Li Gongzi had not yet figured out the status of the great-grandchild, and he still wanted to defend his face. Li’s screamed, "Scorpion, dare to be rude to His Royal Highness!"

Poor Li Gongzi immediately scared his pants, and he was so fascinated by the beauty that he thought he was famous. He didn't want to provoke people who couldn't provoke him. Li Gongzi shed tears, Meng Fu shakes the villain, laughs, and is attacked by Beiye. Hurry and walk away.

Governor Li did not feel relieved. He still drove Li Gongzi to apologize outside the manor. From the morning to the afternoon, the governor’s son, who was pampered, was able to get this. It’s better to say that he is awkward, and he is falling asleep.

Cold and not anti-houting, the head was cool, and a rainstorm poured down. Li Gongzi was poured out and jumped up. Looking up at the rain of the moon star. Turning around again, the head of the pig with a smile on the wall was screaming and screaming at the root toothpick thief. "Grandfather, you are too comfortable, don't? Give you artificial rainfall."

Li Gongzi now sees her with a sigh of fire and dares not to shake it. She shakes her wet clothes and hoes. "The generals will forgive sins and the generals will forgive sins..."

"I ask you," Meng Fu shook the toothpick and slammed it on the guy's crotch. The guy was so sweaty that he stared at the toothpick and didn't dare to move. "How do you know to come to my nephew?" What? Husang called?"

"Ah... yes, no, it's me..."

"Ok?"

"I passed by Yaocheng and saw Hu Sang girl selling the needles on the street. I rarely saw the show in Zhongzhou Yanxiu. I asked for a moment of pity. She didn't answer anything. She cried and cleaned up the stall. I asked around. People, I know... she offended you..."

"Which moments of pity, greedy people's beauty? When the street sells more lines, you can manage it?" Meng Fu shook sneer, but he understood a few points. It turned out that it was not the gimmick, or it really could not be left.

"Yes, it's my greed, it's my nosy..." Li Gongzi nodded like a garlic, carefully going to pick up the pile of things behind him. "The district is thin, and you apologize, the generals must show their faces..."

Meng Fu shook his eyelids and looked at the pile of tonic, bird's nest, ginseng and the like. He waved his disgusted voice. Li Gongzi's face was white and white, but Meng Fu shook and thought thoughtfully. "Hey, give me three pounds." Pork bones, to be good, and then fresh yellow one or two, red beans, coix seed two or two, Angelica, Codonopsis, medlar, Tianma, Huangqi, Huaishan, Eucommia, Cistanche, burdock, hawthorn... quality first-class, ready Well, I will forgive you."

"Yes!" Pork bone rehmannia and so on, easy, as long as it is not a human bone.

Meng Fu waved his hand, and Li Gongzi was as if he had to pick up something to go. Meng Fu shook and said, "Slow."

Li Gongzi turned his face with a white face and listened to Meng Fu’s shameless shame. "Since these things have been sent, you will not give you face when you fight back. So... take it and sell it back to me."

"Yes……"

"Remember to resell the cloud in the store in Jiuyi. If you sell it, I will interrupt your leg." Meng Fu shook his eyes, and the cloud was in her shop in Jiuyi, waiting to tell Yao. Xun, telling those shopkeepers, seeing the Governor Li’s son to sell things, the price must be low, and when the price of the goods sold by Li Gongzi is insufficient, he naturally has to pay for the difference and give it back to her. You can also make a profit, haha.

"And," Meng Fu swayed at Li Gongzi. He felt that this guy was a governor with a backstage. He was able to bend his character and he nodded with satisfaction. "I gave it to you after I went to the human club that day. You are responsible for losing money. Winning us twenty-eight, I am eight."

"……Yes."

Meng Fu Shao finally waved his claws. Li Gongzi ran away with the roll and climbed. After a while, he sent someone to send her what she wanted. Meng Fuyao looked at it with satisfaction and took something into the kitchen.

That night she slashed and smashed in the kitchen and refused anyone to enter. Zhan Beiye heard that she had sat on the bench in the kitchen and said she was afraid that she would blow up the kitchen and be prepared to guard. The ingot was drilled in the kitchen window. I went to drill, and I couldn’t help but report the latest progress in the kitchen to the master. The grandson listened and laughed.

He leaned back on the bed and looked at the direction of the kitchen. The spring and moonlight shadows slanted, and a spring stalked on the light blue window paper. It reflected his eyes and sweared at him. "Ingot, I sometimes feel that I am giving her a crime." The error is also very good."

Yuanbao adults are angry. I have seen eccentricity, I have never seen such eccentricity!

The dinner was opened in the “Qingbo Pavilion” of the manor. Before Meng Fu’s shaking, everyone gave a knife and a book. A piece of rotten paper said that she was worse than paper. “Qingboge’s feast may be poisonous and may be difficult. Eat, may contain any substance of unknown significance, open the meal when you apply, and when you are out of date, love comes and will not come down."

The invitation of the cow's fork did not scare the guests of the same cow's fork.

Meng Zhuniang