Reversed

, they fought with Linghushang, Xiao Yu even ignored Linghushang and joined hands with Linghushang, scaring him half to death.

You must know that the Sanyang Juemai thing has no internal energy to protect the body, and life would be worse than death if it had an attack. He didn't want to leave any hidden dangers, so he took Xiao Yu to the prairie on the other side of the black market to heal his injuries. The line was blocked, and strange strangers were not allowed to move around.

Xiaoyu, who had thought about their honeymoon in the world, immediately decided to have a good time with Maomao outside the Great Wall, and only asked the black market to send Yan Zhenqing's body back.

Today I finally got the news that the bones were sent back for burial, and this matter is over.

Mu Yu rubbed Mao Mao's neck, and didn't mind rubbing the sticky milk all over his face, "Where do you want to go next?"

Maomao pushed the wet and itchy head that was licking and biting him, and tried hard for a long time but couldn't tear off the brown sugar, so he had to bring a mop bottle into the bathroom.

Speaking of the bathroom, in fact, there is nothing but a wooden barrel that can fit two big men, and this wooden barrel is specially ordered by Xiaoyu.

"Xiao Yu, you go out."

Mao Mao pushed the person away like a toothache, and Mu Yu stuck to it.

"Anyway, I got dirty too, let's wash together, the mandarin duck bath is just right."

Yuanyang, your sister!

Even with such a good temper as Mao Mao, he seemed to be on the verge of collapse after Mu Yu's unlimited teasing.That's not all, Mu Yu grabbed Mao Mao's hand and slid down from her waist, directly touching that hot and strong place, and whispered ambiguously close to it.

"Maomao, I miss you."

In a jerk, the hairs on Mao Mao's deep body exploded, blood flushed, and his face was hot and painful.

This morning, the shameless Mu Yu successfully played a hooligan again, and their breakfast became dinner.

Chen Yue once said that Maomao spoiled Mu Yu too much, but in fact Mu Yu doted on Maomao just as well.

Mu Yu graciously cut up the barbecue to coax his daughter-in-law to eat, Mao Mao, who had a sore back, snorted coldly and just drank the kumiss.

This kind of petty fight is also considered fun, usually Mao Mao will not be angry for too long, Mu Yu repeated the old saying, and changed the subject to surround Wei and rescue Zhao.

"Where to go next?"

"Go west to Xiaotian Mountain and have a look."

Maomao lowered his eyes and looked at the kumiss in the bowl, his eyes were a little distracted, the feeling of alcohol was rising, and his head was dizzy.

"Small Tianshan, Wutai Mountain, Qiandao Lake..."

Muttering these three locations, confusion flashed across his unconscious black eyes.

"Maomao, are you sleepy?"

Mu Yu was worried that Maomao was throwing a temper tantrum, but when he saw it, he was obviously drunk from too much kumiss, so he couldn't help being angry and funny.

"Ah."

Mao Mao responded vaguely, and let Mu Yu bring him into the bed covered with good furs, and the two of them snuggled up to sleep.

Mu Yu ignored the food on the table and let them waste it extravagantly. Then, with a flick of his hand, the candle went out, and he hugged him warmly.

"Go to sleep."

"Ah."

Maomao, half asleep and half awake, closed her eyes, buried her head to hide the unknown sigh.

I hope that his marriage with Xiao Yu didn't exhaust all his good luck.

Xiaotian Mountain in the Western Regions, Great Yanhua Temple in Wutai Mountain, the hermit residence in Qiandao Lake, the place where the eminent monk Du Qi once appeared or will appear.

But even if Du Qi is found, do you really want to ask him to use a sixty-year-old internal force to heal Sanyang Juemai?With so much internal energy wasted, even an eminent monk would run out of oil lamps.

One life for one life, is it really good?

49

No one can tell what kind of emperor Tang Minghuang and Tang Xuanzong were.

You say he is not good, he created the Kaiyuan prosperous age, you say he is good, he favors treacherous ministers and sycophants, and is corrupt in flattery.

From simplicity to luxury is easy, from luxury to simplicity is difficult.

Tang Xuanzong believed that he was a wise king and had done enough for the world. He was satisfied and felt that he could enjoy it, so he had a good attitude and kept rising.

In other words, the world is mine, and I am free to play however I want!

Then, the upright and honest prime minister Zhang Jiuling was forced to resign and was replaced by Li Linfu, who liked to flatter, and later replaced by Yang Guozhong, who was not doing business all day and was thinking about making fun of the emperor.

The head of civil servants has this kind of virtue, and the most threatening head of military officials is a barbarian who holds the Jiedu envoy of the three towns. They all say that if they are not from our clan, they must be different. The knife is on my neck.

An Lushan's rebellion was actually expected. After all, if he hadn't rebelled, he would have been forced to resign, not to mention his political opponents.

It's a pity that An Lushan was not a pure Tang Dynasty people. The customs and human relationships of the ethnic minorities are completely different, and they have not been brainwashed by the imperial power that makes you kill yourself when you die.

If you don't want to be cheated by your father, you can only cheat your father. An Lushan started his career of cheating his father without hesitation.

However, a nosy Yan Zhenqing was airborne to frame him severely, and he took the initiative to become passive. When An Lushan rose up, he didn't have lofty ambitions, but was a little more embarrassed.

The army went south like a broken bamboo, and was stopped at Tongguan. This stop lasted for half a year.

Among other things, supply is a big problem.

Yan Zhenqing's calculations were accurate, and he died in the lean month. Although there was food in Anlu Mountain, there was not much.I planned to use the power of the prince to rush into Luoyang or Chang'an, and the supplies would naturally be available, but the prince was useless, he couldn't get off the tiger, so he had no choice but to fight to support the war.

The two veterans in Tongguan have a lot of experience. Taking advantage of the danger of Tongguan, they just don't want to face them head-on. Shengsheng and An Lushan are exhausted here.

They could afford it, but he couldn't.

An Lushan has a lot of strange people and strange people under his command. At this moment, he has bad eyesight, and he hates these pretentious experts the most.

At this time, an old man wearing a mask laughed, his hoarse voice was extremely unpleasant.

"Master An, don't worry, the good show is about to begin, and after a while, the problems that bother you will be solved, hehehe."

"Oh?"

"It's a blessing that Li Longji favored the eunuch, heh." After that, the masked old man left with a sly smile, muttering to himself, "My former master, I really want to see the picture of you forcing Gao Lishi to kill him." A broken face, hahaha, my life, Wang Maozhong, is not in vain."

Wang Maozhong, the mask of Jiutian Youtianjun, was a slave of Li Longji's family when he was young. He protected his master several times and escaped death. Later, when the world was pacified, his master sat on the ninety-five statue. He, because of Gao Lishi's advice, could not end well, haha Haha, not a happy ending.

Is the dragon chair comfortable to sit on?But how can someone in the Ninth Five-Year Plan be on an equal footing?

Your beloved Concubine Yang has left, and the crown prince can only be placed under house arrest. When will you kill your son?Looking forward to it!And that Gao Lishi, oh, Gao Lishi, when will you personally give death?

Even if the wind and rain are precarious, it will not affect Chengdu and Shu.

Guangdu Town was as lively as ever, Tang Wule carefully protected his family and let others squeeze into the crowd to watch the excitement, which was more tiring than doing the task.

Now Ding Ding's existence can be compared with Tang Sect's priceless treasure Gun Gun, and there is a small life being conceived in the slightly protruding belly.

This was actually a surprise. After Ding Ding fought against the Blood-Eyed Dragon King in the Longmen Desert, his muscles and veins were severed and his skills were lost. His body was so weak that it was difficult for him to survive, let alone have children.

When Ding Ding agreed to Tang Wule's marriage proposal, he had already told Tang Wule that he might not be able to have children in this life. Tang Wule was very open about it. Who wouldn't his daughter-in-law dote on?As for the children, even though Tang Wuxun, the eldest brother of the family, broke his sleeves by hanging out with Yang Yinfeng, he can still contribute a child so that their family will not be cut off.

How could he know that his elder brother would not obey him, so he hanged himself on the tree of Yang Yinfeng, and even eloped after being pushed to the ground.Unexpectedly, at this time, his daughter-in-law was actually happy, what a surprise.

Ding Ding was originally a willful young lady, but after she became pregnant, she became more capricious. She ran around making troubles every day, which caused the father-to-be to have a headache, but he was happy with it.

No, I heard that there was an event in the busy city of Guangdu Town, Chengdu, so I excitedly urged Tang Wule to come.

More importantly, news came from Maomao that he and Mu Yu first went to the former Furong Villa to visit the grave of Mojiabao, and later came to Guangdu Town to join them.

Furong Villa had been ruined long after Mo Yu's insanity attack and massacre. Although they didn't know how the world was developing, the desolation of Mojiabao was almost the same as what they knew.

After setting up the incense sticks and paper money, Mu Yu's expression was condensed and in a trance in the flickering light of the fire.

Mao Mao is not in a hurry, he is waiting, and when Xiao Yu is willing to share the past with him, the nightmare that has entangled him all his life will disappear.

The dearest and most beloved person in this life is by his side, his black eyes are as gentle and tolerant as water, clear and clean, the eyes looking at him are always full of trust, as if no matter what he becomes, in his eyes is always the same.

That is the case, then there is nothing that cannot be said.

That bloody nightmarish past seems really far away, and it's not as difficult to talk about as imagined.

The Xiaomo family is involved in the grievances of the Gongzhi family and the origin of the Wei family. There are one after another about the treasures that were not found in the previous life.

At the end of the hearing, Maomao stretched out his hand to cover Mu Yu's, and tightened his fingers interlaced.

Silent is better than sound.

After the sacrifice, Maomao is going to go to Senior Sister Ding Ding's place for a delicious meal, and take a look at the little nephew in her belly.

Mu Yu has never objected to Maomao's opinion, but he has been thinking too much on the way to Guangdu Town.

"Mo Lei, it's gone."

Mo Lei is Mo Yu's half-sister, and they have a good relationship. Back then, Mo Yu also went to Mojiabao to visit the grave on a whim, and met Mo Lei looking for treasures for her mother. The two later went together.