Hello!Look at the arrows!

Chapter 144 A Fist

"I've been thinking about it lately..."

——Li Qiurong
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Xiaosong seems to be much quieter now, and he doesn't want to run around.

Actually want to follow Feng Wuyue to do the task together.

Alright, then go slowly grind the black flint.

Xiao Song was grinding the Xuanhuo stone while singing with a high voice.

Not to mention, while sitting there playing Xuanhuoshi and listening to Xiaosong singing, he also felt that the time was not so difficult.

Sometimes Feng Wuyue would also shout a few words.

Yes, Komatsu sings sometimes by shouting.

But shouting and singing, sometimes it really feels better.

The sound of their shouts and songs was floating in the whole big house.

Feng Wuyue got excited and made up a song: "My family has a handsome Xiaosong, who is hardworking, smart and cute. He loves cooking and being handsome. He sings so well..."

There is a handsome Xiaosong in her family, who is diligent, smart and cute.

Xiao Song himself liked this song very much, and thought of a song: "There is a little girl in my family, who praises my handsomeness all day long, she is a first-class kungfu master, and I love my favorite food..."

Feng Wuyue couldn't help being amused.

This is how the afternoon passed.

After dinner, Kazemuzuki and Komatsu continued to be busy with the task.

The night passed quickly.

In the dead of night, Feng Wuyue and Xiao Song got up and went back.

The soft moonlight shone on the stone road, and a strong gust of wind made people shiver.

Cool night, there is a touch of melancholy flowing.

It has always been Ye and Ye who are bleak.

It is always the body and the heart that are cold.

Feng Wuyue stretched out a hand, trying to catch the moonlight.

But I can't catch anything.

I can't catch anything.

Moonlight, where did all this come from?

Good time, why is it only a memory in the end.

Feng Wuyue couldn't help but feel sadness coming from her heart.

But Xiaosong was humming: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

He also said: "Young master sings like this, will someone come and send you flowers if they hear it?"

All of a sudden, the sadness was broken by the magic sound.

It's all air, it's all the magic sound in the air.

Feng Wuyue raised his forehead: "Flowers will not be sent, but fists are very possible."

Then, a fist really came out.

Feng Wuyue was startled, this said that fists have fists.

And she started to lose her mind, and didn't even notice that someone was approaching her.

The owner of the fist was still covering his face, and said in a rough voice on purpose: "Guess who I am."

Feng Wuyue felt that this must be an acquaintance.

Then another person emerged from behind the masked man, and said in a thick voice on purpose, "Guess who I am."

Why is there another acquaintance?

Feng Wuyue looked at their tall and short figures.

The shorter masked man also tried to hook her shoulders.

Oh, this is too familiar.

Feng Wuyue has already guessed who this is.

Feng Wuyue deliberately said: "Hua Niangzi? Sister Tang? Peanut? Pepper? Ji Yu? Ziqi? Oh, I can't guess, I can't guess."

The shorter masked man still said in a rough voice: "I thought we already had a revolutionary friendship. You people have already guessed it, guess it again."

Feng Wuyue deliberately pointed at the shorter masked man and said, "Oh, Brother Slayer, how did you become so short?"

Then he said to the taller masked man, "Oh, little sister Aqiu, how did you become so tall?"

The shorter masked man took off his mask and shook his head: "It's not fun, it's not fun, you can guess it right away."

It was Li Qiurong.

The taller masked man also took off his own mask, and it was Zhao Yilong.

Feng Wuyue asked them curiously: "Why do you show up here in the middle of the night with your masks on?"

Li Qiurong smiled: "Not far ahead is your yard, we are lying in ambush here, ready to rob."

Xiao Song was at the side: "I drive this road, and I live in this courtyard. If you want to live from now on, leave flowers behind."

Li Qiurong stretched out a fist: "There are no flowers, come with a fist."

It seems that Xiaosong's head is full of flowers tonight, and Li Qiurong's head is full of fists.

Feng Wuyue guessed: "Are you going to go on a mission?"

Li Qiurong said: "No, we are here to rob."

Zhao Yilong said at the same time: "Yes."

Zhao Yilong's voice far overwhelmed Li Qiurong's, which made Li Qiurong unable to continue playing.

Li Qiurong gave him a big roll of the eyes, and then gave him a shudder.

This guy really doesn't know how to cooperate.

Zhao Yilong's face turned red again.

He really didn't mean to expose it, he just told the truth.

Shouldn't people who tell the truth deserve praise?

Where is the praise?
Why did you give him blank eyes?
Why was the chestnut given to him?
Aggrieved, he walked to a corner and silently looked up at the moon.

Moon, women don't want to listen to someone telling the truth.

The round moon seemed to tell him that he should speak perfectly, brightly, harmoniously and beautifully.

Oh, he has said it truthfully, clearly and truly.

It's so real, clear, and true, so it's rare that it shouldn't be praised?
Where is the praise?
Li Qiurong rolled his eyes at him again, and then said to Feng Wuyue: "What a coincidence, I ran into you on a mission. Xiaosong, come, give my sister a hug."

Xiao Song walked aside with a look of disgust.

Walking like a prince, with a proud chin raised.

Yue Yue, this woman is so unreasonable, she still wants to eat my master's tofu.

He wanted to be a hooligan to the young master, and he didn't want to look at himself at the moon.

Li Qiurong looked at Xiaosong eagerly.

Zhao Yilong actually stuck his head over: "Come on, rub it, touch it, hug it!"

Feng Wuyue was stunned.

Brother, what kind of trick is this?
It's so scary all of a sudden.

Under the influence of Li Qiurong, the prudish elder brother Tu Long seemed to have gone astray.

What is said now is different.

Li Qiurong was also stunned for a moment, she pressed Zhao Yilong's head with one hand and slapped him away: "With your good looks, when will you be the same as my little brother, I'll touch and hug you."

Zhao Yilong thinks that he looks pretty good, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose, and hard beard, which gives him a masculine air.

Such a handsome guy, where can I find him?

Oh, Ah Qiu just didn't wink, how could the little brother have such a taste like him.

Zhao Yilong refused to accept it, and protested, "My appearance is unique. A strong and tough guy can convince you in minutes."

Can it convince you in minutes?

Why did these words come from the mouth of the Dragon Slayer?

Feng Wuyue feels like he doesn't know each other anymore.

It seems that Li Qiurong really tainted her.

Li Qiurong is a master of the game: "You are under a lot of pressure, I can support you. You are tough, but you don't feel it. If it is hard, I like it better. Do you know the biggest difference between us? It's uneven, not matching enough. "

Feng Wuyue looked messy in the wind.

This is how she strikes up a conversation.

What are you talking about.

Zhao Yilong, however, blushed and refused to give up, saying: "I am water, you are winter, but I am hard when I meet you. I am a ball, and you are that, oh, hole, and I fall in when I meet you. yes……"

Then "I am I am", I can't think of the following.

Li Qiurong had a smirk on her face: "What? Still want to go up and down, in and out of my world? Just go."

Then Zhao Yilong was driven to the corner to look up at the moon.

Feng Wuyue is a bit cloudy and foggy.

How does it feel like a couple flirting?

It's okay to talk about it in private. She didn't understand it as she listened, but she understood that it was not a good thing.

Yes, this feels like a love story.

Feng Wuyue instantly understood: "Are you talking about love? Say, when did you get together?"

Li Qiurong looked like his jaw was about to drop: "How did you guess that? No, you can see it? However, we are not together yet, and I am still thinking about the size, whether it is suitable or not."

(End of this chapter)