Chapter 7 Goryeo Fu Junchuo 2

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After traveling for more than an hour, the sun was about to set, and the two sides of the river were bathed in the afterglow of the sunset. Yang Zi had been busy with boats for a long time and maintained the same posture for a long time, but he did not feel tired. He sometimes looked at Fu Junchuo and sometimes looked at the scenery around him. The sunset, the beauty, the boat was indescribable. However, Goryeo women are really postmodern. They wear skirts but not pants. The strong wind blows, and the skirts and shirts are fluttering. Wouldn't it be cheaper for many men?

I don't know if it's Fu Junchuo alone, or if Goryeo women have this kind of dressing habit

Somehow, I remembered the long legs again, which were flawless and as white as jade, much more beautiful than the legs of those supermodels. If these two legs were wrapped around my waist, wouldn’t it be so beautiful?

Hey, why am I so vulgar?

Yang Zi patted his head, OK, maybe it's because he's too tired

He secretly warned himself that he would never think about these things that were not suitable for children, but his mind insisted on going against him. He was full of thoughts. The beautiful pictures from the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic came out of his mind. The appearance of the woman in the picture turned into this Fu Junchuo sitting cross-legged. As he thought about it, the work became vigorous again. Standing there, the sails were blowing, and his Yangzi was also blowing like a wind.

God, this is too vulgar. If someone wakes up and sees himself like this, wouldn’t he be embarrassed?

Hurryingly turned sideways, looking at the scenery on both sides of the river, the sunset shone in the west, the rays of light are so beautiful

Suddenly, Fu Junchuo's voice came from beside him: Little kid, tell me, Yu Wenhua and why do you want to chase you?

Turns out to be awake

Yang Zi said: Miss Fu is awake

Fu Junchuo's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light and said: Don't talk nonsense to me. I'll ask you, why don't you answer?

Yang Zi said: I don’t know, can I be more polite to me, Yu Wenhua and Miss Fu, I am not your prisoner, nor your subordinate, nor your enemy

Fu Junchuo stared at him fiercely and suddenly laughed: Little devil, he is not old, but he speaks old-fashionedly

Yang Zi said: I am talking about serious things and being righteous, how can I be old-fashioned?

Fu Junchuo snorted and said: I'm not interested in knowing about you, little devil. Just jump out of the boat yourself. Girl, I'm not interested in working with you.

Yang Zi was stunned, the river surging, and said: Why not reach the shore yet, how can you jump?

Fu Junchuo shouted: You talk so much nonsense. I ask you to jump, but you care whether you are dead or alive?

Yang Zi took a deep breath and said: Do you want me to die? Miss Fu, when did I offend you? Could it be that my cry of Miss Fu was not respectful enough?

Fu Junchuo said impatiently: Do you have to offend me before killing someone? How could a man be so mother-in-law?

You are sick!

If you want me to die, I will be my mother-in-law and mother?

Why don't you die by yourself?

I want to see if you are a mother-in-law or simply

But Yang Zi didn't dare to say this after all. At first, she and Yu Wenhua and he jumped in the air and were fighting like helicopters. That martial arts is not something to be covered. Making a wonton is much better than turning into a hob meat

Yang Zi's eyes rolled and said: If you really want me to jump down... The river is turbulent, I will definitely die. It will not be good for you to ask me to die. Then you have to drive the boat by yourself. Wouldn't you be more cost-effective if you have an extra boatman?

Fu Junchuo frowned and his eyes flashed with cold light, and he said: Are you all the Sui people as clever as you say? Are you not afraid of death?

A murderous aura that seemed to be substantial spread from her body. Yang Zi felt suffocating and had difficulty breathing. He was shocked and said in his heart: Fear! I am afraid of death!

You are honest, but I look down on you and I don't want to kill you like you, I don't want to kill you.

Yang Zi immediately poured his blood up and shouted loudly: Do you need to look down on me? Do you think you can control your life and death at will if you are a good martial arts master? You say I am a coward, so try to pick up your sword and stab your own belly, and see if you are afraid of death!

Pam Yang Zi's face suddenly felt a scorching pain, and a buzzing sound in his head, and his eyes were filled with golden flowers.

This stinky girl took action so quickly. She only saw her body moving for a moment. Yang Zi was so sad and angry that she was so excited about the world of martial arts. In other words, isn’t martial arts the most respectful?

Why is it the world of martial arts? Why is it not a real dynasty in history? Without this exaggerated martial arts of flying and hiding the earth, the gap between people does not need to be so big

Yang Zi said angrily: If you have the guts, kill me, why are you hitting me?

Not only was Fu Junchuo not angry, he smiled and nodded: This is right, he looks like a man.

Seeing him looking surprised, Fu Junchuo's face turned cold again and said: I want to rest for a while, you can continue to hold the sail.

Stand up and head into the black-sailed cabin. Shi Shi lay down and closed her beautiful eyes

Yang Zi let out a long sigh, but cursed in his heart: It’s best to sleep to death. I will strip your clothes first, hang them on the boat, and follow the shore for people to appreciate!

After cursing all over his stomach, he saw the fierce woman lying on her back, as if she was asleep. Yang Zi scolded her without any interest. At this time, the waves were calm and there was no need to keep the sails on the sail. She sat down and suddenly felt soft and tired all over, so she gradually fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but Yang Zi dreamed that ice cream fell from the sky one by one, and they fell from the sky one by one. Yang Zi was overjoyed and picked it up and ate it. He was happily eating it. The ice cream was getting more and more, and it made him feel cold. Suddenly, a thunderclap in the sky woke up the beautiful Yang Zi. It turned out that the sailboat had hit something, but it was overturned and sunken.

Come again!

Could it be that this young master has eaten too much seafood and is now walking on the river, angering the Dragon King in the river, and he wants to cause trouble for me?

At this time, it was almost dark. Yang Zi struggled and saw that the other side was not far away. Surprisingly, he quickly used his hands and feet and rowed forward. After a few strokes, he suddenly remembered that Fu Junchuo should be still on the boat. He was startled and looked back and saw her floating on the water surface, which was like a lifebuoy that would not sink. Yang Zi Daqi shouted: Fu Junchuo, are you dead? The boat capsized, swim quickly, you can get ashore in front!

But Fu Junchuo turned a deaf ear. Yang Zi hesitated for a moment and cursed inwardly: "You are so serious beauty, if she drowned, it would be a waste of resources. You have to grab it and touch it a few times to earn money."

Yang Zi swam back, reached out to grab her shoulders, and dragged her to the shore. After swimming for a while, Yang Zi suddenly realized a strange phenomenon. When he pulled Fu Junchuo, he could hardly notice her weight. He didn't know whether it was the unique martial arts she learned or the martial arts world.

The shore seemed not far away, and it seemed like it was boundless to swim over. Fu Junchuo closed his eyes tightly, as if he was sleeping soundly, but his body was straight. No matter how the wind and waves came, she always floated up the river. At first, Yang Zi pulled her to swim, but later he regarded Fu Junchuo as a life raft.

After swimming for a long time, he finally arrived on the shore. Yang Zi went to the shore first and then pulled Fu Junchuo up. After tossing for so long, his stomach was already so hungry that he was roaring and he had no strength at all. At this time, it was dark, but in the dark, light came from the direction of the river water. Yang Zi was shocked and saw six five-masted giant ships under the moonlight, brightly lit, sailing along the river.

My God, this is not Yu Wenji! At first, I heard him and Fu Junchuo shouting, and knew that he was looking for him. Yang Zi thought of it at this time and couldn't help but be suspicious, and suddenly remembered something big...