God, he's wearing it again

Gold thread can be encountered everywhere, but it has become a knot for me! "

What is this all about? !The red line between him and this fat old woman?Yu Qingyuan was about to be vomited by his words, but this fat woman still stared at him shyly, as if waiting for him to take responsibility.

No matter how hard I try to think about what happened last night, I can't remember it. It's the scariest thing if I can't remember it. Look at Baozi Cuihua and I can't help feeling sick.

After "calming down" his mood a little, Feng Jiuluo's tone softened, "So what are you going to do now?"

Why did the topic suddenly change here? Yu Qingyuan couldn't reply for a while, "I..."

Feng Jiuluo glanced at Yu Qingyuan's pained expression, and lowered his eyebrows, "Actually, it doesn't matter to me, I'm a man anyway, but she is a woman after all, her reputation has been ruined, if you can't do it, you can marry her. "

"Marry! You must marry!" Mo Wuwen, when they came back from the outside, they saw a group of people surrounded by the door of Feng Jiuluo's room. Through the crowd, they heard about whether to marry or not, thinking that Feng Jiu might have gone through what happened last night He was forced into marriage.

Pushing aside the crowd, I saw Feng Jiuluo standing at the door with his head down looking disappointed.

Zhong Yan, who was following behind, couldn't help being a little contemptuous. It's nothing for this big man to sleep. Does he need to get so many people over to watch a joke? He even forced him to marry. This kind of thing happened in the past, but most of them were dealt with. up.

Anyone who has been pregnant before can't enter the gate of Yu's house, he is familiar with this kind of thing, the first step is to calm down the emotions first.

"Marry! You must marry. If you don't marry, you will be sorry for others. Not only do you want to marry, but you also have to carry a big sedan chair in."

"Marry a fart! I want to marry you! Who wants to marry this fat and old fat woman!" Yu Qingyuan wished that a folding fan almost hit their faces, scratching the skin of those two smiling faces.

The two were stunned for a moment, then turned their gazes to Baozi Cuihua next to him, she glanced at Yu Qingyuan with her hands folded in front of her and her face shy.

No, no, no.

While they were making preparations, the person concerned said, "Actually, it's not about eight sedan chairs, as long as Mr. Yu remembers my favor."

Yu Qingyuan's face turned blue, it was scarier than making him responsible, and he covered his greasy thick lips on the spot to prevent the scene from getting out of control and spitting out.

"You won't really..." Mo Wuwen hesitated to speak, wandering around the two of them, his eyes wide open.

Yu Qingyuan glanced at Feng Jiuluo on the opposite side again, his body was trembling, as if crying.

"you--"

"Ahahaha, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to laugh grandpa to death, why is it so funny, ahahaha..." Feng Jiuluo suddenly raised his head and laughed, and he turned backwards and forwards. If it wasn't for Frost next to him supporting him Laughed out of breath.

Look at Yu Qingyuan's unlucky face again.

"It can't be done, it can't be done, ah ha ha ha... Frost quickly help me."

"Hold on."

"So this is fake, right? You set up a trap, right?!" No matter how unresponsive the person was, he came to his senses at this time, Yu Qingyuan gritted his teeth and said.

Feng Jiuluo finally finished laughing, but the smile in his eyes didn't completely dissipate, "How can I count it as my game, anyway, it's just your own way to kill yourself, it's your own fault, you are the one who put incense in my room, knock on it in the middle of the night You are the one who is at the door of my room, and you have built a cage and locked yourself up, so what is the point of asking me for the key."

Yu Qingyuan was stunned again, then raised his head and said, "So you already knew the effect of that incense, so what happened between us last night." That feeling was real, not a dream at all.

Feng Jiuluo raised his chin, and Hanshuang went into the room and squatted under the bed, enough with his little hands, then took out a four-sectioned lotus root, and everyone looked towards him.

Feng Jiuluo: "It's just a dummy transformed from a lotus root."

"Brother Yu, you planted a lotus root last night." Mo Wuwen thought of the point of the problem, and if he couldn't do it, he would laugh, so Yu Qingyuan spent all night with this lotus root last night.

Yu Qingyuan's face turned even paler, and he couldn't help looking down the belt, Feng Jiuluo also knew what he was looking at and couldn't help but poof.

Immediately afterward, Yu Qingyuan seemed to think of something, his complexion improved a little, and he felt a little relieved, "Then she is also a fake? You designed it too? She just slept next to me, but we didn't do anything. , did you deliberately scare me?"

Feng Jiuluo looked at his expectant expression, crossed his arms and said, "Then I don't know, because I didn't design her, so don't accuse me of everything, I saw her walk into the room from the roof, Then I was not happy to watch the moon with Frost."

"Why don't you take a second look?" Yu Qingyuan said excitedly, and didn't know what he was talking about until the words came to his lips.

Feng Jiuluo scratched his chin and gave him a funny look, "What am I watching when you sleep with an old lady? What's so interesting about it?"

No, you called someone a girl a month ago, how could you be an aunt.

Mo Wuwen actually felt that Feng Jiuluo's words made sense, yes, what's so good about sleeping with an old lady, aren't you afraid of needles?

Yu Qingyuan feels that the whole person is not well now, holding his head and trying hard to think why he can't remember what he did in the middle of the night, thinking that his whole body is shaking and his whole body seems to be infected with the virus, looking back at Feng Jiuluo, he can only see him from the corner of his eyes Weigou smiled at him.

In the final analysis, it was all this person's fault, his lips and teeth were shaking, and he didn't know if it was intentional. The more fierce Feng Jiuluo became, the deeper the smile on his face became.

"Zhong Yan helped me kill him! Kill him!" Finally he raised his hand and shouted loudly.

As soon as his words fell out of his mouth, he felt a cold light stabbing at him, is it really coming?Turned around and staggered.

The lively onlookers saw that the other party even showed their weapons, and they couldn't help but disperse suddenly, and ran outside.

Another cold light with a murderous air was only half a minute away from the tip of his eyebrows, and Feng Jiuluo was able to dodge it with his agility.

Looking back, I heard Yu Qingyuan sneer and said, "Now you have no mana, facing the legendary ghost ghost, the son of the great general, is tantamount to courting death. I think you still obey me obediently. If you serve me well, I will consider staying with you." You have a way out."

Feng Jiuluo glanced at the blood-red bead string on his wrist, "That's not the case." His eyes narrowed slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and there was a bit of vigor in his eyebrows, Zhong Yan couldn't help being surprised, this person seemed to be the same The acquaintance is a little different.

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Feng Jiuluo: You bastard!you grandson!

Frost: I suspect, Master, that you are taking this opportunity to scold him.

37. The ground is full of fairies 17

Feng Jiuluo pinched lightly with his fingertips, and when the sword came over, he didn't stick to it, but turned into a strand of softness around his fingers, like a jade willow wrapped around branches, Zhong Yan was so panicked that he almost went around the hilt and snatched the sword , Involuntarily tapped his toes back a few steps to stabilize his figure.

"If you use your sword to win with my bare hands, it would be invincible." Feng Jiuluo raised his eyes and smiled.

Although Zhong Yan was surprised by the moves just now, he still said harshly, "I'm not trying to win you, I'm trying to kill you."

The cold light of the sword pierced Feng Jiuluo's face sharply, Feng Jiuluo spun around on his toes and went around behind him, and Zhong Yan just swayed and stabbed, Feng Jiuluo was already prepared to go About ten centimeters away from the side, the hair was actually danced by the sword energy.

He fixed his eyes on the sword, and was a little surprised. He didn't notice that the sword was lying like a tiger just now, and the golden light shone faintly, so it didn't look like a mortal thing.

Looking at Zhong Yan again, Feng Jiuluo knew in his heart that this queen mother also had good intentions, and even sent a general in her heavenly palace to accompany her precious son to the mortal world to protect him.

"I didn't expect you to be really talented." Feng Jiuluo raised his jaw.

There was a hint of mischief in Zhong Yan's eyes, "Everyone and each other." Originally, he thought that he was just an empty shelf except for Xianli, but he didn't expect it.

"It's just that this sword is really not worthy of you. I don't ask you to use it to help the weak and the poor, and don't use it to kill innocent people indiscriminately." Feng Jiuluo said.

"Stop talking nonsense, I think you should quickly follow Brother Yu, my sword has followed me very neatly since I was born." Zhong Yan said with "sincerity and sincerity".

Feng Jiuluo glanced at Yu Qingyuan over there, and sneered, "Even if that rotten man is standing in front of me and wielding a knife from the palace right now, I don't even want to lie in front of me, just protect him like a good fruit."

Yu Qingyuan almost died of anger when he heard that, "What are you waiting for? Kill him quickly!"

Mo Wuwen stood aside and waved his fan, "Did I hear wrong just now that your beauty doesn't want to be below, even if she is above, she doesn't want you."

At first he thought that Feng Jiuluo was the same as those around Yu Qingyuan, and he was more or less disdainful. He pretended to be with them for the past few days, and played a trick on them all, but he was actually a one.

"Shut up!" Yu Qingyuan said angrily, "Isn't it because you said that raw rice was cooked into mature rice, and now it has become a paste and rotted in my stomach. I can't pick it out with my hands, and I'm so disgusted. .”

Mo Wuwen hastily disregarded the relationship, "There are times when I was wrong, who made you not firm enough."

Jian Guang Leng Su Zhong Yan's tricks became more fierce, Feng Jiuluo flew down the handrail of the stairs, Zhong Yan also jumped down, Feng Jiuluo's sleeves rolled lightly and almost rolled his sword off.

"It's still tight." He raised his eyebrows.

"Master, catch it." Suddenly Frost shouted upstairs, the little thing got a sword from somewhere and threw it down, Feng Jiuluo caught it all at once, turned it upside down, and it was inexplicably smooth.