Changsun Xu thought that even if he did not blow his head, he would at least have to hurt the ground. Unexpectedly, the Tianlong Centenary Ancestor staggered and twitched, as if drunk, and waited for the blood mist to turn into red beads splashing on his shoulders and chest. He saw that the old demon's fat head was not twisted and deformed. Although it was bloody and flesh, it was as if it was Lingchi, and the skull was not damaged greatly, it seemed that the power of the explosion was limited. The broken wound was interspersed with countless pieces of pearls, as if it was sprinkled with green onions and silver powder, and the light of the treasure qi pearl was reflected by the butter candle flames in the pavilion, like the more gold toads biting in the money-biting temple than people.
The surface of the synesthesia bead is between pearls and opals. To be honest, it is a little dim and does not look like a treasure.
But after the explosion, the gloss color of the fragments was varied. Some were like obsidian condensed from magma, while others were iridescent and dazzling, which should be contained in the pearl.
The Tianlong Centipede spasm for a long time, suddenly stopped his neurotic movements, shook his head as if he was about to shake off the skin and hurt his flesh. He raised his head and smiled, shaking the dust between the rafters and beams, and was about to shake his eardrums.
Hahahaha... Baby disciple, I really blame you for your mistake. This synesthesia bead is not a substitute, but a treasure that is not exchanged for no money! I have never seen it so clearly and listened so carefully, and my thinking is clearer and more transparent than that of the Daluo Jinxian... Why can't I understand the simple truth? Stupid, so stupid, so stupid! Hahahahaha, I stopped and turned my head suddenly, and looked at the boy through several veils. The empty eye sockets and bloody toad face were extremely hideous:
There are living people!Well, a man and a woman, the smell of this slutty pussy is too strong. Why do you smell the fragrance of acquaintance like acquaintance... Hey, it's her!Hahaha, it's actually here!The black shadow shook, and the dry claws stirred the yarn and grabbed in!
Changsun Xu had no practical experience and refused violence. He had always been ranked among the top three in his motto. Those who did not fight back were less beaten, but they were slightly inferior. After all, not every time they worked, but it was no longer a question of whether to beaten or not. In order to save his life and Miss Qiaojun, he stinged his teeth and pushed forward with his palms, starting from the starting style of Gan Qing Kunyi.
As soon as the palm claws were met, the Tianlong Centenary Ancestor screamed strangely, and staggered backwards. Countless black spots flew around his body like black flies, making a sound of sand on the curtain.
The old demon golem moaned like something severely injured, and his throat sounded like it was in great pain.
Not to mention the palm strike, Changsun Xu couldn't touch it, and he wouldn't be so naive that he thought it was a force that hurt him from a distance. However, the prison dragon in the emperor's heart did move, and the strange feeling was like ripples, scattered in all directions with him as the center. The centipede was the first to be affected, and then all kinds of strange reactions were there.
As soon as the black flies were hit, the black spots were shattered like smoke and dust. Even the wreckage was not to be picked up, and the boy had no way to clear it.
But I heard the monkey saying to myself: I have realized the method of being invincible to the world, so why do I need hostages to threaten the bald head?No waste of time!Amid the laughter, his hands dragged Xian Huanyun and Ma He's corpse, and they just bumped out like a stormy horse, and they were as fast as a winding horse, and disappeared in a flash.
The movement of the cabinet was so great that it was impossible not to attract the attention of the rebels. They swam all the way out of the cabinet, shouting, screaming and even louder weapons. The interval between the commotion became longer and longer. I don’t know how long it took before they fell into silence again.
As the crisis was resolved, Miss Qiaojun seemed to have exhausted her little energy, let go of the man's arm sandwiched between her legs, and Chang Sun Xu took the opportunity to climb out of the corridor.
Just as he lifted the gauze curtain, a strong smell of blood came to his face, and the bright red blood that was about to fill the altar to the outside of the pavilion door was like a huge pen dipped ink and swung it, and the water was dimmed ink and the ink seal was gone, and there was no trace of chapped texture, which was shocking.
The boy lifted his breath to suppress his nausea, opened the window to breathe, and moved his mind quickly to the altar, covered his nose and moved the futon away, fortunately, Xian Huanyun was not dead on the top of the head and touched the gap of the blue bricks, recalling what Huyi did, and indeed touched the dark slug, imitating her to lift it, and exclaimed, the petite girl hiding in the secret passage could not extinguish the lantern or shrank her body to escape, and opened her watery almond eyes to cover her mouth, like a helpless little snow rabbit.
But Changsun Xu had seen her indifferent calmness with her back facing Xian Huanyun, and did not think she was so delicate. She stretched out her hand in a radial green-shirted girl and said with a blushing face:
Uh, that...my name is Changsun Xu, and it seems to be your cousin.Your mother is my father's sister...that is my aunt.So we... Tian Ah, Changsun Rijiu, are you talking about the third little boy? Why is no one here to make you silly?
However, Miss Qiaojun, who did not have the decisiveness of cutting off the topic of the conversation, may not be so compassionate. She allowed him to continue to harm himself while being pulled out of the secret passage. It was not until Changsun Xu bit his tongue in despair that she spoke lightly.
I know, I've seen you.You are the son of Changsun Tianzong.
Last night, she must have seen Hu Yan Zongwei take away the young man, and most of the time she heard about Changsun Xu's identity.
Ma He failed to remember his face, but Hu Yi had the ability to tell at a glance, which might be the key to determining the life and death of the two.
Changsun Xu fully felt the girl's hostility from the tone of her last sentence.She didn't think the bloodline between them had any meaning, and even hated such a connection, but Changsun Xu could not be sure where her hatred came from.
He is the posthumous son of Changsun Tianzong, the king of war. His mother was not pregnant when she fled the country, otherwise she would not have escaped.
Hu Yi is still a few years younger than him, but his aunt was killed because of her husband's failure to usurp the throne and had to escape alone and hide in Yiyang. This was before he was born.
My cousin must have been pregnant after her aunt went into exile. At that time, Changsun Tianzong was no longer alive. The brothers and sisters of the previous generation had hatred for killing their husbands, and they did not do anything about Rijiuhuyi.
But there are more important issues to be clarified at the moment, and the urgency is even more than bloody talk.
Can this secret passage lead outside the temple?Changsun Xu asked Huyi: If possible, can you... please lead a way?He has prepared the answer that he cannot, but he cannot ignore it.
Hu Yi stared at him quietly, his clear eyes seemed to penetrate the fluffy brows, and he nodded for a moment.
There is only one fork in the secret passage. You walk on the left and the exit is at the foot of the mountain.I have to walk for nearly three hours, and there is no need for anyone to lead the way; the ground in the second half is a bit slippery, and it can ventilate and raise fire inside, so you can keep a look out for yourself.He ended the conversation directly and opened the Nishiro and the futon on the altar, as if he was looking for something, not avoiding blood and filth, and was very bright and neat, not at all like a delicate little white rabbit who was flirting with pity.
Standing opposite, Changsun Xu realized that she was even smaller than the impression of peeping through the veil. She was about the same size as the witch, but she saw that she felt rich in flesh. In addition to the purity of the girl, she gave people a sense of beauty. Her big breasts tempted a man to be thrilled. But the girl knew her charm very well and flirted with her as soon as she got the chance. She couldn't be more greedy.
The lake clothes are slender and slender, fresh as the spring breeze blows on the threshold. The willow waist is too thin when you look from a distance. When you come close, He saw that it is not much wider than his palm. From the perspective of proportion, you may even feel that she is outstanding in shape and should have two long legs that are extraordinary, but she is so petite and delicate.
Even so, she is definitely not a thin young girl. Her bulging collar and several layers of clothes can still reveal her curves; under the thin waist, she is like a plump and plump peach with fresh water. When she bent down to slap at the bottom of the jar, Changsun Xu's fire-breathing eyes were simply not sure where to sway.
In other words: objectively, she is not big, so it is big enough to put it on her.How could there be such a strange and wonderful person?It's so nice to have a sister.
I originally wanted to add a temporary motto that my sister couldn't do, and I would restrain myself. A pretty lake shirt suddenly appeared in the vision, squinted and smiled, pure and indifferent, humming softly:
Who wants you to do it?Get out of fat!His expression, tone, and even his voice were all seen. Ninety thousand arrows a day were heartbroken, and he changed his sister to see and see, but he didn't. This time it was Geng Sanpao's turn to appear warmly, showing the eyes of a man full of tolerance and understanding, and confidently embraces his fantasy partner, and heals the trauma with his beautiful scenery in front of him.
It is common for a friend to get married in the East China Sea, especially when it comes to wealthy families and Nanling’s unrestrained customs. The restrictions on this aspect should be looser.
If fate turns a corner somewhere, just like the secret passage to the foot of the mountain, will they be childhood sweethearts who grew up together? The father and mother are still there, and their uncles and aunts are also competent royal relatives who are loyal and patriotic. They have made marriages with Huyi early, just waiting for them to grow up safely... In that script, can everyone be happier and more regretful?
After returning to his senses, there was no trace of beauty. Changsun Xu thought for a moment and said seriously:
My current location in Yokopo, but I'm not staying for a long time... I'm at Liu Cinema... Uh, it's Bairi Liu Cinema in Zhuchengshan, the seven major schools in Donghai, I work in Zhijingsi on the mountain.Are you going to go back to Nanling in the future?Are there any relatives there?Your dad...I mean it's not my uncle's dad
He usually doesn't talk so miserably to girls. He just blames Huyi for being too beautiful. He is the best level that he didn't realize at first, and the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he became, and finally he couldn't help but breathe. Looking at her, he felt that he was fat and rude. Living alone was considered revenge on society.
Changsun Xu can now fully understand why Xian Huanyun couldn't control himself. If his cousin was not looking around like a thief, and was stained with dust and blood, he would not bother to wipe it, but was polite and pretending to be immortal, it would be even more difficult for him to speak in an orderly manner.
You can't stay in the Cinema.
The head of the lake was not even back, and the large blue bricks on the ground were touched by one crack and one crack. The focused expression unexpectedly showed another kind of coldness and heroism, which was also extremely moving.
Since Huyan Zongwei came to you, your ordinary days have ended, so don’t think about being quiet anymore.
If you don't listen to them, be a poor mountain king, and if you don't succeed on the other side, you will be entangled until you listen to them, or kill you; otherwise you try to escape farther, but the failure will end up being extremely terrible and will usually fail.I don't know which one is worse.
The girl sighed softly.
The sooner you accept this, you will suffer less unnecessary trouble.But no one can help you.
Changsun Xu originally wanted to ask her if she would like to go back with him, and there was no need to be a slave in Liuying City. His savings were enough to set up a thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain, and to settle down to take care of her in a small nursery that grows vegetables and raises chickens. But the girl made him dumbfounded and speechless.
What she said was very likely to be true, and Changsun Xu did not expect it.What kind of days did she have to say such a painful experience in an understatement and inconspicuous tone?
Huyi raised her head and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but he didn't think she was smiling.
Your aunt, my mother, was pregnant with me in Yiyang. Everyone thought that my father was Le Yungao. After all, not everyone could get involved with Changsun Tianzong's favored sister.
Seeing the boy's eyes move, she was prepared and said calmly: In Nanling, bloodline may not be related to her biological parents.The royal family is a common occurrence. There are so many illegitimate children that cannot be counted. Whose bloodline is not important at all. If the king does not recognize you, you are not a royal family. No one will support you and work hard for you.
I have a twin brother, who is different from me, and he is obviously Le Yungao's flesh and blood.After Le Yungao's death, the country was in chaos. Some people wanted to take my brother as a call to take the opportunity to occupy the throne.
This is definitely not the idea of the people of Nanling.
Changsun Xu's thoughts were slightly moved: ...Nanzhen Mubin School?
Hu Yi raised the corners of her mouth higher, and she couldn't hold it in a moment. She had already smiled when she came back to her senses, but she couldn't suppress it. She was a very beautiful and transparent pure smile.
It seems that she also likes smart men, even more brave.
In the end, it was Duan Huinu who stopped them.The girl smiled slightly, subconsciously shook her fluffy and neat bangs of air, and said seriously: She cooperated with another adult royal family with no problems in inheritance, and pushed him to the position by accepting an adopted son, eliminating my brother's disaster.
In fact, this open and honest style won Duan Huinu's respect from Yiyang and even the vassal states. She didn't come much at that time. Perhaps this was the key opportunity for them to regard her as the orthodox successor of the Dean Xun.
The most important thing for a hero is his spirit. Only when a hero is his heart, he can achieve great achievements; bloodline is no longer important, what is the body of a daughter!
For this kindness, I am willing to be a slave to her.Hu Yi whispered: I saw enough of my mother with the idea of the Central Plains, intending to gain power in the Royal Ting in Yiyang, whether it was to raise troops to avenge her ex-husband or to seek enjoyment... in the end, all the blame was not only a laughing stock, but even sacrificed his life.If my brother becomes the king of the country, his fate will only be more miserable than ten times more.
Aunt... Changsun Xu was meticulous and immediately heard something strange.
Could it be that he grew up in the country?What's the difference between her thoughts and the style of Nanling is so big.Or uncle, I mean, the one who is not your father is a native of Yangdi, and the husband and wife follow him, so how can this be done?
Hu Yi pursed her little mouth, as if she was holding her smile. Her black pupils turned, and this movement was extremely small and fast, and it was extremely slippery. It was the kind of mistake that would be missed if she was not careful, but it was more agile than any rolling eyes he had seen in his life. It shouldn't be Changsun, who was gentle and elegant, and would never show his sincerity in front of others. Hu Yi pardoned his aunt's sins before her death and restored her royal status. Hu Yi should have the surname Changsun, and could only belong to a naughty and cunning girl.
Perhaps it was Huyi who grew up with him and finally got married in another time and space when fate broke out?
If Huyan Zongwei didn't even tell you this, then you should be wary of him.The girl said seriously:
Our hometown, the poor mountain country, is the only country among the hundreds of countries in Nanling that was established by the "Northern people". Only the blood of our royal family comes from the Yangtu. Since its founding, not only the neighboring countries have wanted to drive our ancestors back to the north, but even the southerners in the country have been ruled and rebelled at will. After hundreds of years of fighting, there is blood in the blood and hatred, which is no longer possible to resolve.
The king of the poor mountain country is known as the "War King". He has a strong brigade "Zhenwang Yujia" and shouts the "War in all directions"... These are all unscrupulous. Few people are really willing. If it is not bad, it is like the Changsun family on the isolated island of Nanling who died without a place to bury them.
What's worse is that there is rain all year round, no ice and snow, the soil is fertile, and you can harvest anything, not to mention the ocean and forest hills. On the land of Nanling where food and various resources are inexhaustible, only the poor mountain country is a bare stone hill, and even the shepherds find it difficult to support themselves.When the Changsun clan from the north encircled land and claimed to be the king, even resistance was indifference; they believed that the northerners would eventually be eliminated by this poor and poor land, and there was no need to use weapons.
The girl looked calm and her beautiful voice had strange magic.
Through her chanting narrative, Changsun Xu seemed to be able to see the crimson sandstone land that he had never walked personally, witness how it took the lives of the invaders and natives, and teach them to respect the power of nature equally.
...How did our ancestors survive there?
Raid.Huyi smiled faintly.
If there is no food, you will go to grab food; if there is no women, you will go to villages that cannot resist, and animals, gold, silver, horses and iron tools... are all the same.Before the power of checks and balances was formed, Qianshan was the most powerful country in Nanling, and many more southerners were killed than the Yangtu court.
Later, other feudal countries gradually learned how to fight in poor mountain countries, and learned to form alliances and attack together, and the plunder of their ancestors became increasingly rare.But they can still submit to the Yangtu court in the north, use foreign aid to intimidate, or directly receive rewards and assistance from the Yangtu, barely support them; when the rangers in the Zhufeng Palace begin to maintain peace, avoid unjust and useless battles, and even teach the southerners to unite, avoid being flattened by the Yangtu army and lose the orthodox phoenix blood inheritance, the good days of the poor mountain country will be completely finished, and they will never go back.
If you take over the throne of poor mountain king, you will face a more severe dilemma than your father, but you have almost no means to deal with it.You will lose your head on the throne, or endure the century of resentment accumulated by crimes you have never committed, and suffer more terrible torture than death.Have Huyan Zongwei told you about this?
He did, Changsun Xu thought.But it’s not as painful and transparent as my cousin, so honest that he can bleed.Perhaps Huyan Zongwei did not have the vision of a girl, which also made him curious.
Duan Huinu plans to support the puppet king to power. What should she do if she wants to take advantage of the poor mountain country?The problem has not changed, so it is left there and anyone who comes will have to solve it.
Huyi shook her head.
I guess she ultimately wanted to become the king of the entire Nanling, just like the Emperor of Yangtu.On that day, Nanling will not be dozens of countries, but one country. It is good for each country to do what they are good at. There is no need to do everything. If there is surplus food in the rich areas, just give it a little to the poor areas. That's all.
Changsun Xu said: This is called "interconnection between existence and non-existence", and it is actually not easy to do.If it were a businessman, he could still use profits, but the imperial court used public instruments to seek benefits. Many times, the profits were different from small personal gains, and they even conflicted with each other.No matter how poor people in the mountain can fight, they cannot turn the whole country into an army. What kind of exchange can the elderly, weak, women and children who cannot provide force?
I don't understand what you said.Huyi said:
People in poor mountain countries can only fight wars, and in the end they all go to the battlefield, and the more they die, the less they will consume, so they will no longer consume food.Before this, the plight of poor mountain would not change at all, and she planned to support the superior person, my twin brother.
Like my mother, he only saw the goodness of the throne, but did not see the throne covered with bones and the top of his head stained with blood.He only knew that he had missed an opportunity to become a king, and Duan Huinu would give him a new throne. He couldn't listen to anything I said. Later, he only had madness left in his eyes, looking at me like an enemy, and he had always been like this for years.
I did not betray Duan Huinu.I always remembered that she wouldn't let me see my mother's body. I didn't forget this. I just wanted to stop her from killing my brother, even if he no longer recognized me as my sister.
Next time you will take him to let me meet.Changsun Xu was serious: My cousin talks about him.
Hu Yi burst out laughing, her fair little hand was about to cover her mouth, but it was too late.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and after a moment she lowered her eyes and said softly: Don’t go back to Nanling, don’t be the king of the country.You will die.He patted the dust on his hands, stood up pressing his green knees and legs, and stretched out his waist and legs curves that were both slim and convex, and shrugged his shoulders and lips:
If you don't look for it, there should be no one.
What are you looking for?My cousin will help you.Changsun Xu was very excited.
I don't know either.Huyi held back her laughter.
Xian Huanyun and Le Xianzang are not the same as one. I thought there would be something important to hide, so if I find it, I can go back and explain it.Seeing the boy frowning slightly, as if he heard something that he couldn't believe and could not ignore, his mind was turned on and found that he had said something wrong.
Changsun Xu hesitated for a moment before he slowly said:
It turns out that you are not colluding with Xian Huanyun, but the person from Le Xianzang.
He promised not to let my brother go to the poor mountain.Hu Yi suddenly regained her calmness and bit her plump lip beads.
Duan Huinu and her people spent ten years in making arrangements to convince the king and allies that she was bound to win and could not let go no matter what, just like she would kill you at all costs.Isn’t it natural that I chose siblings between her and my younger brother?
Changsun Xu said quietly: But you also lifted the straw mat.
She and her poison from the centipede are dead if they hide. Why should they suffer more?Anyone will do this... The girl who was always quiet suddenly became excited, her fair and pretty face swelled up two strange red clouds, and her small fists showed a faint green collar, and she said loudly:
Don't look at me with that look...what do you understand me?If a man does not care for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth!It is already very difficult to live. A maid like me, who is almost like me, doesn't even care about my only younger brother, and can't be loyal to my master. To be loyal to myself...ha, how easy is it?The boy held the back of his hand and realized that he was crying, but why he lost control was not enough.
Is it too much pressure for an undercover agent?She has been doing it for many years, and she reports to Le Xianzang from time to time, often taking risks, and is a little numb.She always thought it was because of luck when she was not caught.
Changsun Xu's warm smile made the girl feel inexplicably relieved. It should not be because of blood connection. She was older than the age to believe such words. Perhaps this is his natural talent, just like her good luck.
Duan Huinu did not recommend your brother to fight for the king of Yiyang, but to let him go back to the poor mountain country. I believe you understand this.Since this is the case, she is not kind to you, but just a plan. But you think of her to stop you from watching the body of your mother who was damaged by the insects, and lift the straw mat to warn her, not wanting her to fall into the hands of the evil person and suffer torture.This is your kindness.The boy said softly:
You can't warn other maids, it will make you very painful, right?Among them, there are people who bullied you and were unintentionally friendly, and you can't bear to see the disaster come to them.I won't say there is any better way. As you said, living is difficult enough, no matter how small a kindness is, it is precious.
You must stop blaming yourself now.You can't save you, and you don't have to bear the responsibility to save everyone.You've worked very hard.
Hu Yi wanted to shake his hand away, but her body strongly rejected the stubbornness and dignity that were left. She needed his warm, thick, but extremely soft palm, as if she could not continue to support it.
My mother seemed to have said that a man's hands are soft, which means that the ears are also soft; the ears are soft, and the heart must be soft. This kind of mind cannot be a hero, and he will not be dirty at any time and will not be cruel.
But why, now she wants to rely on him so much?
I originally didn't plan to be the king of a poor mountain country. Even if I escape to the ends of the world, I wouldn't do such tiring things. I'm so troublesome.But now for you and your eldest cousin, I promise you that I will consider it seriously, after all, my cousin is.
The girl glanced at him, and this time she simply stopped hiding and said angrily: I'll tell you this bad joke again!You don't know us, don't make such a joke.You will die when you return to Nanling. Do you want to die very much?
Changsun Xu has a kind of qualities suitable for acting in comics. There is no need to learn to sing, just looking at his face, you want to laugh; if this is not enough, then the next moment you will have a delicate and unique feeling of laughing, which is simply a tickling stick that can walk, and you can poke wherever you can't.
Hu Yi wanted to cry and laugh, and somehow she wanted to beat him a little.
You let me understand an important key: this matter will not be finished unless I solve it completely.You said Duan Huinu wanted to use Hunyi Nanling to deal with a poor mountain country, just like I said, "I will marry you when the world is peaceful." This is, "take off your pants seriously."
……What's the meaning?
Change your position and fart.
The girl couldn't help laughing, but Changsun Xu became more and more excited as he spoke, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.
It would be better if she could establish a unified dynasty in 20 years. In the past 20 years, what is the difference between the poor mountain country except for the death of war and the food is less than now?This is not called solution, it is called shelving!If you can't calculate, you can't calculate. If you can't write, you can say you can't write. You can pretend to be able to do anything, but you can only take out such rags. What bones are piled under the throne?Teach her to get tofu on her own!
These people often make people die, it's great, just for this?I'm so embarrassed too!My father and uncle heard that he is very good at fighting, but my grandfather and uncle said he is a better fight. I see that Huyan Zongwei can fight, but obviously "can fight" cannot solve the problem of the poor mountain country at all, which made me, who could not fight at all, fall from the sky and hit a good time.Do you believe in fate?
Huyi worked hard to hold back her smile, and hesitated for a while before saying: I believe in luck, my luck has always been very good.
Just have one word to match.The world is so difficult, it is too much to ask for.
Changsun Xu didn't even have time to blush, and he spoke with a righteous face:
This is the fate you believe in!Destiny let me solve everyone’s problem: I am the king of the country, but my cousin cannot be the eldest cousin. I will take the difficulties of the poor mountain country. Hu Yan Zongwei is happy, the subjects of the whole country are happy, Huyi is happy, Duan Huinu is also happy... Damn it, I care about her!She asked her to do whatever she should do. The poor mountain is not Yiyang. Is there nothing else to do at home?
The girl's fair snowy face became more and more redder, and it bulged like a chipmunk. She suddenly held the willow's waist with a puff, and she smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth, and tears burst out, and she almost rolled on the ground.
Changsun Xu was not intentionally arrogant, but as he spoke, he aroused his righteous indignation, so he directly spoke out the narrator who usually showed off his power in his head. It was difficult for her to hold on to the corner of her mouth with a smile. She couldn't help but feel helpless:
Hello, aren't you? Can you give me some face?I just teased you, you still think the jokes are bad. Such a passionate and touching speech, don’t fucking laugh like this!
Hu Yi laughed without reservation, and felt much more relaxed as if she had taken off a few rice bags on her shoulders. She wiped the tears with her delicate and small fingers like mutton fat and jade, and gently hit him in the arm. She felt that the two of them suddenly became familiar with each other, and they felt a bit childhood sweetheart.
You are acquainted with anything you dare to say!Just pretend to stutter?
I also look at people.Changsun Xu held her other tender horn, wiped off the wet and cold back of her fingers, and held back her smile seriously.World peace I marry you, my cousin.
Hu Yi didn't cover her mouth with her hands, and almost laughed on his face, and glared at him fiercely.
Who said he married you?His coquettish look was exactly the same as he imagined. This time, he was not the voice of Jicong, as sweet as sweet spring, but also transparent and clear. No matter how much cow drinks, he will not get tired of it.
Changsun Xu's bones were so soft that he was so light that he could curse her like this several times a day, which would be considered a god.
...Don't go back.The girl cried out for a moment and drooped her eyes.You can't save everyone, and you don't need to save everyone. This is your words.Innocence will kill you.Don't go back to Nanling, I'm begging you.
A hum of contempt came from the layers of veils hanging in front of the corridor, and the sound of the air was lazy, but it felt cold.
Huyi shook his hands like a frightened little animal, and took a few steps back. Although she was still the sweet face that became more and more pleasing to the more she looked, her expression turned into a carnivorous alert, as if she had become another person.
Changsun Xu was not sure whether the girl understood martial arts, but she was different from ordinary people. The fear of ordinary people was just fear, while Hu Yi's fear was a weapon; he could not imagine how to use it, but his intuition could hurt people.
There is someone inside...Huyi's voice trembled slightly.
She had searched the niches of the corridors before, including the side where the soft couch was set up, and Xian Huanyun's shallowness was indeed not disappointing. These troubles were just for sexual intercourse, nothing else.
As a scholar from the Mubin School in Nanzhen and a military commander who despises Hinayana Buddhism, if he is willing to put some effort into information, he will know that the Empress Dowager Yiyang, who worships Buddha on the surface, does not believe in gods and Buddhas in his bones as he does. It is just to appease the king and local nobles, and will not create inappropriate false Buddha statues, thinking that carving a sexual instrument for men and women can humiliate Duan Huinu.
Seeing that she was so tense, Changsun Xu quickly spoke to comfort her.
Don't be afraid!I originally planned to tell you later so that you can go down the mountain with peace of mind.Not all maids were killed. I accidentally rescued one of them and found a secluded place. I wanted to relieve her of the "Girl Yin Prison", but was interrupted by Wuzu and Xian Huanyun.With a swish, a slutty and extremely lewd sweet-scented spirit that had been covered for a long time was mixed with sweat and salty, and swarmed out.
Huyi blushed when she smelled it. Although the girl who came and went to the palace in the sun was still perfect, she knew very well what the smell was.
Moreover, the smell of flowers and fruits in this strong odor, as well as the smell of skin that was almost covered by the saltiness, have become a part of her life. Huyi is so familiar that she is stunned. She seems to be immersed in ice water. Her beautiful little face, which is originally red and hot, quickly fades away.
In the corridor, the burgundy velvet laid on the soft couch was soaked with sweat and love fluid, and it showed a deep and bright purple under the transparent butter candle flame; the jade body on it was slender and graceful, with a pair of beautiful legs rare among women in Nanling, like two exquisite jade breasts with upside-down jade bowls, round and full, but still firm enough, so it was slightly flat, and it still had the shape of a bee belly-like mound, and it did not overflow like crispy.
Northerners like to joke about the skin color of Nanling women, saying that they are either extremely dark or extremely white, and the girl's obvious Yangtu blood should be on her not particularly fair skin color. At this time, the flushing on her chest, inner thighs, and a layer of crystal liquid light cage made her skin look soft and not inferior to a girl at all.
What really shocked Hu Yi was the girl who had never imagined that she was noble and graceful, and that her demeanor alone could be enough to suppress the kings of all countries. She actually had such a lewd and debauchery:
Her slender legs were slightly bent, with a bit of a circle, like a female frog nailed to a chopping board. Her natural nobleness cleverly removed the sense of vulgarity and lowliness, completely releasing the confusion of a gorgeous posture, not to mention the violently congested and large open erotic vagina, and even the woman's lake clothes wanted to get close to it, smell the almost pungent and fresh odor, maybe she would stick out her tongue to lick it, taste the smell of slashing, salty and lightly biting the tip of the tongue.
Hu Yi never knew that she had such an imagination about her.
Before going to bed, the girl is used to drinking special flower and fruit honey water to excrete all the intestinal filth, and then bathe in a clean bath, so that the maid can dip a polished small jade stick with spice and oil paste to go deep into the anus for maintenance. Over time, even the thighs are fragrant, and even the jade stick cannot stir up any stench, which is no different from the heavenly beings mentioned in Buddhist scriptures.
This job is mostly on the head of the lake, and the girl has never said why.
But during the days of rest in Huyi every month, it is said that girls are particularly prone to lose their temper before going to bed. When the girl comes back from the leave, she looks very happy, or she really likes her service.
Huyi trimmed her plump pubic hair that grew fast and messy, like a weed after the rain, and applied oil and massaged her most private vagina, not to mention the ointment and small jade stick before going to bed.
But no matter when, the girl is unattainable, and these have not slightly increased her humanity.
Whether in the royal court or boudoir, in front of or behind, Duan Huinu was a god who accidentally stepped into the mortal world, and was ready to send heavy rainstorms and thunder, changing the old days of the country. He might even fly away again, and he had no attachment to everything.
How can people develop any love and hate when they see ants? Is this the thought?
God sees people in the world, and this is the case.
The girl would never expect that at this moment, at this moment, she would see her, a living, lustful flesh and blood body, as if she was really an ordinary person.
(Duan Huinu... why did she hide here, and how could she get along with him?)
The surface of the synesthesia bead is between pearls and opals. To be honest, it is a little dim and does not look like a treasure.
But after the explosion, the gloss color of the fragments was varied. Some were like obsidian condensed from magma, while others were iridescent and dazzling, which should be contained in the pearl.
The Tianlong Centipede spasm for a long time, suddenly stopped his neurotic movements, shook his head as if he was about to shake off the skin and hurt his flesh. He raised his head and smiled, shaking the dust between the rafters and beams, and was about to shake his eardrums.
Hahahaha... Baby disciple, I really blame you for your mistake. This synesthesia bead is not a substitute, but a treasure that is not exchanged for no money! I have never seen it so clearly and listened so carefully, and my thinking is clearer and more transparent than that of the Daluo Jinxian... Why can't I understand the simple truth? Stupid, so stupid, so stupid! Hahahahaha, I stopped and turned my head suddenly, and looked at the boy through several veils. The empty eye sockets and bloody toad face were extremely hideous:
There are living people!Well, a man and a woman, the smell of this slutty pussy is too strong. Why do you smell the fragrance of acquaintance like acquaintance... Hey, it's her!Hahaha, it's actually here!The black shadow shook, and the dry claws stirred the yarn and grabbed in!
Changsun Xu had no practical experience and refused violence. He had always been ranked among the top three in his motto. Those who did not fight back were less beaten, but they were slightly inferior. After all, not every time they worked, but it was no longer a question of whether to beaten or not. In order to save his life and Miss Qiaojun, he stinged his teeth and pushed forward with his palms, starting from the starting style of Gan Qing Kunyi.
As soon as the palm claws were met, the Tianlong Centenary Ancestor screamed strangely, and staggered backwards. Countless black spots flew around his body like black flies, making a sound of sand on the curtain.
The old demon golem moaned like something severely injured, and his throat sounded like it was in great pain.
Not to mention the palm strike, Changsun Xu couldn't touch it, and he wouldn't be so naive that he thought it was a force that hurt him from a distance. However, the prison dragon in the emperor's heart did move, and the strange feeling was like ripples, scattered in all directions with him as the center. The centipede was the first to be affected, and then all kinds of strange reactions were there.
As soon as the black flies were hit, the black spots were shattered like smoke and dust. Even the wreckage was not to be picked up, and the boy had no way to clear it.
But I heard the monkey saying to myself: I have realized the method of being invincible to the world, so why do I need hostages to threaten the bald head?No waste of time!Amid the laughter, his hands dragged Xian Huanyun and Ma He's corpse, and they just bumped out like a stormy horse, and they were as fast as a winding horse, and disappeared in a flash.
The movement of the cabinet was so great that it was impossible not to attract the attention of the rebels. They swam all the way out of the cabinet, shouting, screaming and even louder weapons. The interval between the commotion became longer and longer. I don’t know how long it took before they fell into silence again.
As the crisis was resolved, Miss Qiaojun seemed to have exhausted her little energy, let go of the man's arm sandwiched between her legs, and Chang Sun Xu took the opportunity to climb out of the corridor.
Just as he lifted the gauze curtain, a strong smell of blood came to his face, and the bright red blood that was about to fill the altar to the outside of the pavilion door was like a huge pen dipped ink and swung it, and the water was dimmed ink and the ink seal was gone, and there was no trace of chapped texture, which was shocking.
The boy lifted his breath to suppress his nausea, opened the window to breathe, and moved his mind quickly to the altar, covered his nose and moved the futon away, fortunately, Xian Huanyun was not dead on the top of the head and touched the gap of the blue bricks, recalling what Huyi did, and indeed touched the dark slug, imitating her to lift it, and exclaimed, the petite girl hiding in the secret passage could not extinguish the lantern or shrank her body to escape, and opened her watery almond eyes to cover her mouth, like a helpless little snow rabbit.
But Changsun Xu had seen her indifferent calmness with her back facing Xian Huanyun, and did not think she was so delicate. She stretched out her hand in a radial green-shirted girl and said with a blushing face:
Uh, that...my name is Changsun Xu, and it seems to be your cousin.Your mother is my father's sister...that is my aunt.So we... Tian Ah, Changsun Rijiu, are you talking about the third little boy? Why is no one here to make you silly?
However, Miss Qiaojun, who did not have the decisiveness of cutting off the topic of the conversation, may not be so compassionate. She allowed him to continue to harm himself while being pulled out of the secret passage. It was not until Changsun Xu bit his tongue in despair that she spoke lightly.
I know, I've seen you.You are the son of Changsun Tianzong.
Last night, she must have seen Hu Yan Zongwei take away the young man, and most of the time she heard about Changsun Xu's identity.
Ma He failed to remember his face, but Hu Yi had the ability to tell at a glance, which might be the key to determining the life and death of the two.
Changsun Xu fully felt the girl's hostility from the tone of her last sentence.She didn't think the bloodline between them had any meaning, and even hated such a connection, but Changsun Xu could not be sure where her hatred came from.
He is the posthumous son of Changsun Tianzong, the king of war. His mother was not pregnant when she fled the country, otherwise she would not have escaped.
Hu Yi is still a few years younger than him, but his aunt was killed because of her husband's failure to usurp the throne and had to escape alone and hide in Yiyang. This was before he was born.
My cousin must have been pregnant after her aunt went into exile. At that time, Changsun Tianzong was no longer alive. The brothers and sisters of the previous generation had hatred for killing their husbands, and they did not do anything about Rijiuhuyi.
But there are more important issues to be clarified at the moment, and the urgency is even more than bloody talk.
Can this secret passage lead outside the temple?Changsun Xu asked Huyi: If possible, can you... please lead a way?He has prepared the answer that he cannot, but he cannot ignore it.
Hu Yi stared at him quietly, his clear eyes seemed to penetrate the fluffy brows, and he nodded for a moment.
There is only one fork in the secret passage. You walk on the left and the exit is at the foot of the mountain.I have to walk for nearly three hours, and there is no need for anyone to lead the way; the ground in the second half is a bit slippery, and it can ventilate and raise fire inside, so you can keep a look out for yourself.He ended the conversation directly and opened the Nishiro and the futon on the altar, as if he was looking for something, not avoiding blood and filth, and was very bright and neat, not at all like a delicate little white rabbit who was flirting with pity.
Standing opposite, Changsun Xu realized that she was even smaller than the impression of peeping through the veil. She was about the same size as the witch, but she saw that she felt rich in flesh. In addition to the purity of the girl, she gave people a sense of beauty. Her big breasts tempted a man to be thrilled. But the girl knew her charm very well and flirted with her as soon as she got the chance. She couldn't be more greedy.
The lake clothes are slender and slender, fresh as the spring breeze blows on the threshold. The willow waist is too thin when you look from a distance. When you come close, He saw that it is not much wider than his palm. From the perspective of proportion, you may even feel that she is outstanding in shape and should have two long legs that are extraordinary, but she is so petite and delicate.
Even so, she is definitely not a thin young girl. Her bulging collar and several layers of clothes can still reveal her curves; under the thin waist, she is like a plump and plump peach with fresh water. When she bent down to slap at the bottom of the jar, Changsun Xu's fire-breathing eyes were simply not sure where to sway.
In other words: objectively, she is not big, so it is big enough to put it on her.How could there be such a strange and wonderful person?It's so nice to have a sister.
I originally wanted to add a temporary motto that my sister couldn't do, and I would restrain myself. A pretty lake shirt suddenly appeared in the vision, squinted and smiled, pure and indifferent, humming softly:
Who wants you to do it?Get out of fat!His expression, tone, and even his voice were all seen. Ninety thousand arrows a day were heartbroken, and he changed his sister to see and see, but he didn't. This time it was Geng Sanpao's turn to appear warmly, showing the eyes of a man full of tolerance and understanding, and confidently embraces his fantasy partner, and heals the trauma with his beautiful scenery in front of him.
It is common for a friend to get married in the East China Sea, especially when it comes to wealthy families and Nanling’s unrestrained customs. The restrictions on this aspect should be looser.
If fate turns a corner somewhere, just like the secret passage to the foot of the mountain, will they be childhood sweethearts who grew up together? The father and mother are still there, and their uncles and aunts are also competent royal relatives who are loyal and patriotic. They have made marriages with Huyi early, just waiting for them to grow up safely... In that script, can everyone be happier and more regretful?
After returning to his senses, there was no trace of beauty. Changsun Xu thought for a moment and said seriously:
My current location in Yokopo, but I'm not staying for a long time... I'm at Liu Cinema... Uh, it's Bairi Liu Cinema in Zhuchengshan, the seven major schools in Donghai, I work in Zhijingsi on the mountain.Are you going to go back to Nanling in the future?Are there any relatives there?Your dad...I mean it's not my uncle's dad
He usually doesn't talk so miserably to girls. He just blames Huyi for being too beautiful. He is the best level that he didn't realize at first, and the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he became, and finally he couldn't help but breathe. Looking at her, he felt that he was fat and rude. Living alone was considered revenge on society.
Changsun Xu can now fully understand why Xian Huanyun couldn't control himself. If his cousin was not looking around like a thief, and was stained with dust and blood, he would not bother to wipe it, but was polite and pretending to be immortal, it would be even more difficult for him to speak in an orderly manner.
You can't stay in the Cinema.
The head of the lake was not even back, and the large blue bricks on the ground were touched by one crack and one crack. The focused expression unexpectedly showed another kind of coldness and heroism, which was also extremely moving.
Since Huyan Zongwei came to you, your ordinary days have ended, so don’t think about being quiet anymore.
If you don't listen to them, be a poor mountain king, and if you don't succeed on the other side, you will be entangled until you listen to them, or kill you; otherwise you try to escape farther, but the failure will end up being extremely terrible and will usually fail.I don't know which one is worse.
The girl sighed softly.
The sooner you accept this, you will suffer less unnecessary trouble.But no one can help you.
Changsun Xu originally wanted to ask her if she would like to go back with him, and there was no need to be a slave in Liuying City. His savings were enough to set up a thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain, and to settle down to take care of her in a small nursery that grows vegetables and raises chickens. But the girl made him dumbfounded and speechless.
What she said was very likely to be true, and Changsun Xu did not expect it.What kind of days did she have to say such a painful experience in an understatement and inconspicuous tone?
Huyi raised her head and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but he didn't think she was smiling.
Your aunt, my mother, was pregnant with me in Yiyang. Everyone thought that my father was Le Yungao. After all, not everyone could get involved with Changsun Tianzong's favored sister.
Seeing the boy's eyes move, she was prepared and said calmly: In Nanling, bloodline may not be related to her biological parents.The royal family is a common occurrence. There are so many illegitimate children that cannot be counted. Whose bloodline is not important at all. If the king does not recognize you, you are not a royal family. No one will support you and work hard for you.
I have a twin brother, who is different from me, and he is obviously Le Yungao's flesh and blood.After Le Yungao's death, the country was in chaos. Some people wanted to take my brother as a call to take the opportunity to occupy the throne.
This is definitely not the idea of the people of Nanling.
Changsun Xu's thoughts were slightly moved: ...Nanzhen Mubin School?
Hu Yi raised the corners of her mouth higher, and she couldn't hold it in a moment. She had already smiled when she came back to her senses, but she couldn't suppress it. She was a very beautiful and transparent pure smile.
It seems that she also likes smart men, even more brave.
In the end, it was Duan Huinu who stopped them.The girl smiled slightly, subconsciously shook her fluffy and neat bangs of air, and said seriously: She cooperated with another adult royal family with no problems in inheritance, and pushed him to the position by accepting an adopted son, eliminating my brother's disaster.
In fact, this open and honest style won Duan Huinu's respect from Yiyang and even the vassal states. She didn't come much at that time. Perhaps this was the key opportunity for them to regard her as the orthodox successor of the Dean Xun.
The most important thing for a hero is his spirit. Only when a hero is his heart, he can achieve great achievements; bloodline is no longer important, what is the body of a daughter!
For this kindness, I am willing to be a slave to her.Hu Yi whispered: I saw enough of my mother with the idea of the Central Plains, intending to gain power in the Royal Ting in Yiyang, whether it was to raise troops to avenge her ex-husband or to seek enjoyment... in the end, all the blame was not only a laughing stock, but even sacrificed his life.If my brother becomes the king of the country, his fate will only be more miserable than ten times more.
Aunt... Changsun Xu was meticulous and immediately heard something strange.
Could it be that he grew up in the country?What's the difference between her thoughts and the style of Nanling is so big.Or uncle, I mean, the one who is not your father is a native of Yangdi, and the husband and wife follow him, so how can this be done?
Hu Yi pursed her little mouth, as if she was holding her smile. Her black pupils turned, and this movement was extremely small and fast, and it was extremely slippery. It was the kind of mistake that would be missed if she was not careful, but it was more agile than any rolling eyes he had seen in his life. It shouldn't be Changsun, who was gentle and elegant, and would never show his sincerity in front of others. Hu Yi pardoned his aunt's sins before her death and restored her royal status. Hu Yi should have the surname Changsun, and could only belong to a naughty and cunning girl.
Perhaps it was Huyi who grew up with him and finally got married in another time and space when fate broke out?
If Huyan Zongwei didn't even tell you this, then you should be wary of him.The girl said seriously:
Our hometown, the poor mountain country, is the only country among the hundreds of countries in Nanling that was established by the "Northern people". Only the blood of our royal family comes from the Yangtu. Since its founding, not only the neighboring countries have wanted to drive our ancestors back to the north, but even the southerners in the country have been ruled and rebelled at will. After hundreds of years of fighting, there is blood in the blood and hatred, which is no longer possible to resolve.
The king of the poor mountain country is known as the "War King". He has a strong brigade "Zhenwang Yujia" and shouts the "War in all directions"... These are all unscrupulous. Few people are really willing. If it is not bad, it is like the Changsun family on the isolated island of Nanling who died without a place to bury them.
What's worse is that there is rain all year round, no ice and snow, the soil is fertile, and you can harvest anything, not to mention the ocean and forest hills. On the land of Nanling where food and various resources are inexhaustible, only the poor mountain country is a bare stone hill, and even the shepherds find it difficult to support themselves.When the Changsun clan from the north encircled land and claimed to be the king, even resistance was indifference; they believed that the northerners would eventually be eliminated by this poor and poor land, and there was no need to use weapons.
The girl looked calm and her beautiful voice had strange magic.
Through her chanting narrative, Changsun Xu seemed to be able to see the crimson sandstone land that he had never walked personally, witness how it took the lives of the invaders and natives, and teach them to respect the power of nature equally.
...How did our ancestors survive there?
Raid.Huyi smiled faintly.
If there is no food, you will go to grab food; if there is no women, you will go to villages that cannot resist, and animals, gold, silver, horses and iron tools... are all the same.Before the power of checks and balances was formed, Qianshan was the most powerful country in Nanling, and many more southerners were killed than the Yangtu court.
Later, other feudal countries gradually learned how to fight in poor mountain countries, and learned to form alliances and attack together, and the plunder of their ancestors became increasingly rare.But they can still submit to the Yangtu court in the north, use foreign aid to intimidate, or directly receive rewards and assistance from the Yangtu, barely support them; when the rangers in the Zhufeng Palace begin to maintain peace, avoid unjust and useless battles, and even teach the southerners to unite, avoid being flattened by the Yangtu army and lose the orthodox phoenix blood inheritance, the good days of the poor mountain country will be completely finished, and they will never go back.
If you take over the throne of poor mountain king, you will face a more severe dilemma than your father, but you have almost no means to deal with it.You will lose your head on the throne, or endure the century of resentment accumulated by crimes you have never committed, and suffer more terrible torture than death.Have Huyan Zongwei told you about this?
He did, Changsun Xu thought.But it’s not as painful and transparent as my cousin, so honest that he can bleed.Perhaps Huyan Zongwei did not have the vision of a girl, which also made him curious.
Duan Huinu plans to support the puppet king to power. What should she do if she wants to take advantage of the poor mountain country?The problem has not changed, so it is left there and anyone who comes will have to solve it.
Huyi shook her head.
I guess she ultimately wanted to become the king of the entire Nanling, just like the Emperor of Yangtu.On that day, Nanling will not be dozens of countries, but one country. It is good for each country to do what they are good at. There is no need to do everything. If there is surplus food in the rich areas, just give it a little to the poor areas. That's all.
Changsun Xu said: This is called "interconnection between existence and non-existence", and it is actually not easy to do.If it were a businessman, he could still use profits, but the imperial court used public instruments to seek benefits. Many times, the profits were different from small personal gains, and they even conflicted with each other.No matter how poor people in the mountain can fight, they cannot turn the whole country into an army. What kind of exchange can the elderly, weak, women and children who cannot provide force?
I don't understand what you said.Huyi said:
People in poor mountain countries can only fight wars, and in the end they all go to the battlefield, and the more they die, the less they will consume, so they will no longer consume food.Before this, the plight of poor mountain would not change at all, and she planned to support the superior person, my twin brother.
Like my mother, he only saw the goodness of the throne, but did not see the throne covered with bones and the top of his head stained with blood.He only knew that he had missed an opportunity to become a king, and Duan Huinu would give him a new throne. He couldn't listen to anything I said. Later, he only had madness left in his eyes, looking at me like an enemy, and he had always been like this for years.
I did not betray Duan Huinu.I always remembered that she wouldn't let me see my mother's body. I didn't forget this. I just wanted to stop her from killing my brother, even if he no longer recognized me as my sister.
Next time you will take him to let me meet.Changsun Xu was serious: My cousin talks about him.
Hu Yi burst out laughing, her fair little hand was about to cover her mouth, but it was too late.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and after a moment she lowered her eyes and said softly: Don’t go back to Nanling, don’t be the king of the country.You will die.He patted the dust on his hands, stood up pressing his green knees and legs, and stretched out his waist and legs curves that were both slim and convex, and shrugged his shoulders and lips:
If you don't look for it, there should be no one.
What are you looking for?My cousin will help you.Changsun Xu was very excited.
I don't know either.Huyi held back her laughter.
Xian Huanyun and Le Xianzang are not the same as one. I thought there would be something important to hide, so if I find it, I can go back and explain it.Seeing the boy frowning slightly, as if he heard something that he couldn't believe and could not ignore, his mind was turned on and found that he had said something wrong.
Changsun Xu hesitated for a moment before he slowly said:
It turns out that you are not colluding with Xian Huanyun, but the person from Le Xianzang.
He promised not to let my brother go to the poor mountain.Hu Yi suddenly regained her calmness and bit her plump lip beads.
Duan Huinu and her people spent ten years in making arrangements to convince the king and allies that she was bound to win and could not let go no matter what, just like she would kill you at all costs.Isn’t it natural that I chose siblings between her and my younger brother?
Changsun Xu said quietly: But you also lifted the straw mat.
She and her poison from the centipede are dead if they hide. Why should they suffer more?Anyone will do this... The girl who was always quiet suddenly became excited, her fair and pretty face swelled up two strange red clouds, and her small fists showed a faint green collar, and she said loudly:
Don't look at me with that look...what do you understand me?If a man does not care for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth!It is already very difficult to live. A maid like me, who is almost like me, doesn't even care about my only younger brother, and can't be loyal to my master. To be loyal to myself...ha, how easy is it?The boy held the back of his hand and realized that he was crying, but why he lost control was not enough.
Is it too much pressure for an undercover agent?She has been doing it for many years, and she reports to Le Xianzang from time to time, often taking risks, and is a little numb.She always thought it was because of luck when she was not caught.
Changsun Xu's warm smile made the girl feel inexplicably relieved. It should not be because of blood connection. She was older than the age to believe such words. Perhaps this is his natural talent, just like her good luck.
Duan Huinu did not recommend your brother to fight for the king of Yiyang, but to let him go back to the poor mountain country. I believe you understand this.Since this is the case, she is not kind to you, but just a plan. But you think of her to stop you from watching the body of your mother who was damaged by the insects, and lift the straw mat to warn her, not wanting her to fall into the hands of the evil person and suffer torture.This is your kindness.The boy said softly:
You can't warn other maids, it will make you very painful, right?Among them, there are people who bullied you and were unintentionally friendly, and you can't bear to see the disaster come to them.I won't say there is any better way. As you said, living is difficult enough, no matter how small a kindness is, it is precious.
You must stop blaming yourself now.You can't save you, and you don't have to bear the responsibility to save everyone.You've worked very hard.
Hu Yi wanted to shake his hand away, but her body strongly rejected the stubbornness and dignity that were left. She needed his warm, thick, but extremely soft palm, as if she could not continue to support it.
My mother seemed to have said that a man's hands are soft, which means that the ears are also soft; the ears are soft, and the heart must be soft. This kind of mind cannot be a hero, and he will not be dirty at any time and will not be cruel.
But why, now she wants to rely on him so much?
I originally didn't plan to be the king of a poor mountain country. Even if I escape to the ends of the world, I wouldn't do such tiring things. I'm so troublesome.But now for you and your eldest cousin, I promise you that I will consider it seriously, after all, my cousin is.
The girl glanced at him, and this time she simply stopped hiding and said angrily: I'll tell you this bad joke again!You don't know us, don't make such a joke.You will die when you return to Nanling. Do you want to die very much?
Changsun Xu has a kind of qualities suitable for acting in comics. There is no need to learn to sing, just looking at his face, you want to laugh; if this is not enough, then the next moment you will have a delicate and unique feeling of laughing, which is simply a tickling stick that can walk, and you can poke wherever you can't.
Hu Yi wanted to cry and laugh, and somehow she wanted to beat him a little.
You let me understand an important key: this matter will not be finished unless I solve it completely.You said Duan Huinu wanted to use Hunyi Nanling to deal with a poor mountain country, just like I said, "I will marry you when the world is peaceful." This is, "take off your pants seriously."
……What's the meaning?
Change your position and fart.
The girl couldn't help laughing, but Changsun Xu became more and more excited as he spoke, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.
It would be better if she could establish a unified dynasty in 20 years. In the past 20 years, what is the difference between the poor mountain country except for the death of war and the food is less than now?This is not called solution, it is called shelving!If you can't calculate, you can't calculate. If you can't write, you can say you can't write. You can pretend to be able to do anything, but you can only take out such rags. What bones are piled under the throne?Teach her to get tofu on her own!
These people often make people die, it's great, just for this?I'm so embarrassed too!My father and uncle heard that he is very good at fighting, but my grandfather and uncle said he is a better fight. I see that Huyan Zongwei can fight, but obviously "can fight" cannot solve the problem of the poor mountain country at all, which made me, who could not fight at all, fall from the sky and hit a good time.Do you believe in fate?
Huyi worked hard to hold back her smile, and hesitated for a while before saying: I believe in luck, my luck has always been very good.
Just have one word to match.The world is so difficult, it is too much to ask for.
Changsun Xu didn't even have time to blush, and he spoke with a righteous face:
This is the fate you believe in!Destiny let me solve everyone’s problem: I am the king of the country, but my cousin cannot be the eldest cousin. I will take the difficulties of the poor mountain country. Hu Yan Zongwei is happy, the subjects of the whole country are happy, Huyi is happy, Duan Huinu is also happy... Damn it, I care about her!She asked her to do whatever she should do. The poor mountain is not Yiyang. Is there nothing else to do at home?
The girl's fair snowy face became more and more redder, and it bulged like a chipmunk. She suddenly held the willow's waist with a puff, and she smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth, and tears burst out, and she almost rolled on the ground.
Changsun Xu was not intentionally arrogant, but as he spoke, he aroused his righteous indignation, so he directly spoke out the narrator who usually showed off his power in his head. It was difficult for her to hold on to the corner of her mouth with a smile. She couldn't help but feel helpless:
Hello, aren't you? Can you give me some face?I just teased you, you still think the jokes are bad. Such a passionate and touching speech, don’t fucking laugh like this!
Hu Yi laughed without reservation, and felt much more relaxed as if she had taken off a few rice bags on her shoulders. She wiped the tears with her delicate and small fingers like mutton fat and jade, and gently hit him in the arm. She felt that the two of them suddenly became familiar with each other, and they felt a bit childhood sweetheart.
You are acquainted with anything you dare to say!Just pretend to stutter?
I also look at people.Changsun Xu held her other tender horn, wiped off the wet and cold back of her fingers, and held back her smile seriously.World peace I marry you, my cousin.
Hu Yi didn't cover her mouth with her hands, and almost laughed on his face, and glared at him fiercely.
Who said he married you?His coquettish look was exactly the same as he imagined. This time, he was not the voice of Jicong, as sweet as sweet spring, but also transparent and clear. No matter how much cow drinks, he will not get tired of it.
Changsun Xu's bones were so soft that he was so light that he could curse her like this several times a day, which would be considered a god.
...Don't go back.The girl cried out for a moment and drooped her eyes.You can't save everyone, and you don't need to save everyone. This is your words.Innocence will kill you.Don't go back to Nanling, I'm begging you.
A hum of contempt came from the layers of veils hanging in front of the corridor, and the sound of the air was lazy, but it felt cold.
Huyi shook his hands like a frightened little animal, and took a few steps back. Although she was still the sweet face that became more and more pleasing to the more she looked, her expression turned into a carnivorous alert, as if she had become another person.
Changsun Xu was not sure whether the girl understood martial arts, but she was different from ordinary people. The fear of ordinary people was just fear, while Hu Yi's fear was a weapon; he could not imagine how to use it, but his intuition could hurt people.
There is someone inside...Huyi's voice trembled slightly.
She had searched the niches of the corridors before, including the side where the soft couch was set up, and Xian Huanyun's shallowness was indeed not disappointing. These troubles were just for sexual intercourse, nothing else.
As a scholar from the Mubin School in Nanzhen and a military commander who despises Hinayana Buddhism, if he is willing to put some effort into information, he will know that the Empress Dowager Yiyang, who worships Buddha on the surface, does not believe in gods and Buddhas in his bones as he does. It is just to appease the king and local nobles, and will not create inappropriate false Buddha statues, thinking that carving a sexual instrument for men and women can humiliate Duan Huinu.
Seeing that she was so tense, Changsun Xu quickly spoke to comfort her.
Don't be afraid!I originally planned to tell you later so that you can go down the mountain with peace of mind.Not all maids were killed. I accidentally rescued one of them and found a secluded place. I wanted to relieve her of the "Girl Yin Prison", but was interrupted by Wuzu and Xian Huanyun.With a swish, a slutty and extremely lewd sweet-scented spirit that had been covered for a long time was mixed with sweat and salty, and swarmed out.
Huyi blushed when she smelled it. Although the girl who came and went to the palace in the sun was still perfect, she knew very well what the smell was.
Moreover, the smell of flowers and fruits in this strong odor, as well as the smell of skin that was almost covered by the saltiness, have become a part of her life. Huyi is so familiar that she is stunned. She seems to be immersed in ice water. Her beautiful little face, which is originally red and hot, quickly fades away.
In the corridor, the burgundy velvet laid on the soft couch was soaked with sweat and love fluid, and it showed a deep and bright purple under the transparent butter candle flame; the jade body on it was slender and graceful, with a pair of beautiful legs rare among women in Nanling, like two exquisite jade breasts with upside-down jade bowls, round and full, but still firm enough, so it was slightly flat, and it still had the shape of a bee belly-like mound, and it did not overflow like crispy.
Northerners like to joke about the skin color of Nanling women, saying that they are either extremely dark or extremely white, and the girl's obvious Yangtu blood should be on her not particularly fair skin color. At this time, the flushing on her chest, inner thighs, and a layer of crystal liquid light cage made her skin look soft and not inferior to a girl at all.
What really shocked Hu Yi was the girl who had never imagined that she was noble and graceful, and that her demeanor alone could be enough to suppress the kings of all countries. She actually had such a lewd and debauchery:
Her slender legs were slightly bent, with a bit of a circle, like a female frog nailed to a chopping board. Her natural nobleness cleverly removed the sense of vulgarity and lowliness, completely releasing the confusion of a gorgeous posture, not to mention the violently congested and large open erotic vagina, and even the woman's lake clothes wanted to get close to it, smell the almost pungent and fresh odor, maybe she would stick out her tongue to lick it, taste the smell of slashing, salty and lightly biting the tip of the tongue.
Hu Yi never knew that she had such an imagination about her.
Before going to bed, the girl is used to drinking special flower and fruit honey water to excrete all the intestinal filth, and then bathe in a clean bath, so that the maid can dip a polished small jade stick with spice and oil paste to go deep into the anus for maintenance. Over time, even the thighs are fragrant, and even the jade stick cannot stir up any stench, which is no different from the heavenly beings mentioned in Buddhist scriptures.
This job is mostly on the head of the lake, and the girl has never said why.
But during the days of rest in Huyi every month, it is said that girls are particularly prone to lose their temper before going to bed. When the girl comes back from the leave, she looks very happy, or she really likes her service.
Huyi trimmed her plump pubic hair that grew fast and messy, like a weed after the rain, and applied oil and massaged her most private vagina, not to mention the ointment and small jade stick before going to bed.
But no matter when, the girl is unattainable, and these have not slightly increased her humanity.
Whether in the royal court or boudoir, in front of or behind, Duan Huinu was a god who accidentally stepped into the mortal world, and was ready to send heavy rainstorms and thunder, changing the old days of the country. He might even fly away again, and he had no attachment to everything.
How can people develop any love and hate when they see ants? Is this the thought?
God sees people in the world, and this is the case.
The girl would never expect that at this moment, at this moment, she would see her, a living, lustful flesh and blood body, as if she was really an ordinary person.
(Duan Huinu... why did she hide here, and how could she get along with him?)
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