Legend of Fu Yao

On the thirteenth month of the twelfth lunar month, the Yi people worshipped the gods.

According to customs, this day is the day of the Yi people's sacrifice to the gods. From the early morning, they got up, bathed, cleaned, worshipped, and went out to the carnival. They held a series of wrestling activities than arrows, and in the evening they ignited a large pile of bonfires. Young men and women show their talents and mutual love.

Meng Fu shakes his position in the position, screaming at the list of thick stacks of invitations, muttering, "The sheep are crazy! With so many invitations, I can't run without a broken leg."

"If you ran out of the casual family," Yuan Zhaoyuan, the son of the Yuan Zi, sat idle and fed the ingot, and the head did not lift the road. "You have to be scornful of the noble Yi people under the rule of the great celestial god." The interpretation of the dignity of the people. If I did not guess wrong, according to the habit of the monks, generally use swords or blood to seek explanation."

Meng Fu shakes him. "Why do I think you are gloating?"

Yuan Zhaoyi turned his eyes and smiled at her. "Is there?" He got up and slender fingers swiped her cheeks. "I am only special to our great, wise and wise masters who are good at dealing with all dangers." Confidence."

Meng Fu shook his head and looked at him. He always felt that Yuan’s classmates looked strange today because it was uncomfortable for her to take a shower.

Or is it not uncomfortable not to see her in the shower?

From the perspective of others, the latter is more likely.

Meng Fu shakes the wretched smile and pushes the invitation. "The former city owner A Shi Na has been under the rule of the imperial rule, and he was dismissed by His Royal Highness. They are not convinced, and they are looking for a blind man. There must be more things today. One is not, and the next one."

"Soldiers to the breakwater to soil cover all beat Rong people to turn up." She stretched her arms stood up, eyes bright screams, "he has been imitated, never surpassed, I want to make things difficult? Re practicing it back to the womb !"

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Since Meng Fu’s arrival, he has been the eldest leader of the Yaocheng Yi people who have been shackled all the time. Originally, he planned to make a good decision for the new city owner today. Seven of them have invited the city owner to ask the city’s masters to “respect the nobles and enjoy the fun with the people”. The seven families set the hour at noon, and the seven families all had a rich holiday banquet. They opened the main entrance and were pretended to be dressed up. The seven families all made a lot of grandeur and grandeur. I wish I could know all the world: They very kindly invited the city owners to dinner.

In this way, if the little white-faced city owner has not arrived, they have reason to provoke the incident - the banquet of the "God of the Gods", representing the gift of God, once rejected, it is the greatest contempt for God.

Because there are more than the arrows in the festival, they have already applied for weapons in advance. When the time comes, the hurricane ignites and provokes the anger of the whole city. Even if it does not kill the little white face, it will support the owner of Ashi Na to return to the city and restore Yaocheng. Do you still dominate the state of the city?

With such a wishful intention, the seven heads of the people sit on the Diaoyutai. They can't wait until the next Mengcheng master can't come. How to express the grief and indignation of "dignity being trampled on" has been studied, and he has been practicing in the mirror for a long time.

The seven small babies rushed around each other and reported the news at any time. When the time came... the city owner did not go out; when the time came, the county gate was closed; when the time was three moments... the city owner still did not go out!

The seven heads of people began to sit still, and the city owners did not go? He's crazy?

Not going better! Wait, then!

Near the afternoon, in the eyes of all parties with speculation and anxiety, the gates of the county that had been closed were suddenly opened, and a group of young servants who had a hundred times of spirits walked out of the gate, and each went to the city and went in all directions.

After half an hour later, the seven heads received a hot stamp invitation from the county.

The invitation is very polite, saying that young people are eager to go to the land, and they never dare to be a grand banquet. They should be the juniors, and now they are on the festive season, and they are talking about the wine cellar in the east of the 'Qianjin' building. People are falling.

The invitation also expresses the admiration for the great **** of Gee, saying that he hopes that the heads of all the great gods and miracles will fulfill his longing for hunger, and that the "Qianjinlou" will give him a privilege for this devout person. The opportunity of the **** of the sun.

This invitation, before being sent to the hands of the big names, has been read out loudly by the servants of the letter, and the people of several streets are audible. The people praised the new city for their humility and horror. The city owner is also very respectful to the **** of the sun, but also shows a satisfactory expression. The seven heads of the people want to get something, so they don’t.

The city owner is mainly anti-customer, so hostile to the banquet, even the gods have moved out, if they do not go, they become their grievances.

At noon, the county gate opened again. The teenager in a plainclothes smiled and went out. Today he was dressed in a clean, white and unstained, light purple belt with soft color, lined with his flying eyebrows and bright eyes, and the pearl-like qualification.

The man in his purple robes on his side, wide-sleeved and full-sleeved, with a graceful gesture, half of his face wearing a mask, the exposed eyebrows are still amazing.

It is Meng Fu Sha and Yuan Zhao.

Meng Fuyao did not care about the people who were full of the street. While walking, he was awkward with Yuan Zhao. "Hey, I am going to drink and you are doing it, and the county is not the wine that you didn't drink."

"It is because you drink alcohol, I have to follow." Yuan Zhaoyu leisurely answered.

"Do you care about me?" Meng Fu wrinkled his nose. "It's okay, I am very good, I won't get drunk."

"I am not afraid of you being drunk." Yuan Zhaoxiao smiled. "I am afraid that you will not get drunk."

"Hey?" Meng Fu shakes his head and looks at him. Is there a problem with this conscience?

Yuan Zhaoxuan leaned slightly and leaned close to her ear. The heat of his voice came over, and it was a little itchy. Meng Fu couldn't help but laugh, remembering that it was on the street and desperately endured.

"...you will take advantage of me when you are drunk. I kissed me for the first time, and I slept for the second time. I really want to see what it will be like for the third time..."

"Go to death!"

There was a sudden roar of vitality in the street, and the street was staring at the people on the street.

Then I saw the white boy rushing into the horse, and the man in the friday robes smiled and followed.

The people looked at each other and looked at each other for a long while.

It turned out to be a broken sleeve!

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"Please, please, please don't be polite." Meng Fu shook his glass and walked between the seats. The wine went to the cup and the smile was slippery. He stopped at a certain table from time to time and squeezed on the table to talk with others. ......The girl of the singer of the Eva Pavilion is so wow! The body is as soft as a boneless, like a boneless person, can you like it? Do you like it? Oh, it’s a pity! The county has always thought about buying this girl for adults... oh ... In fact, you like it? You like that you don’t say it early... I don’t have a place to send her after redemption, send her back to her hometown...”

"The big ear man, is the cockroach on your face? Oh, your cat is wild, oh, yeah, Tamu ear big man, cat once raised in the backyard, raising more, it’s troublesome to get jealous. Ah... It’s rare that your family’s seventeen-room house is a cat, not easy, not easy...”

"Big Litou, you are a good man? You make you respectful? You make the high hall of the statue good? You are the best number one in the high hall of the honor? The second husband is good, the third husband is good?..."

"Sire big man..."

"Wood is a big man..."

She sang a round of wine, fluttering and dancing, and the heads of the seven heads were sweaty.

This kid, how can you know the secrets of the most secretive and most unwilling to be outsiders?

Meng Fu shook and smiled, his eyes shining under the bright light of the candle, like a Mercedes-Benz, such as a Mercedes-Benz.

Knowing this many gossips, it is said that it is the light of Zong Yue. Mr. Zong is a doctor and he is never like a doctor. He is always waiting for someone to be there, and there are news reports at any time. He does not evade Meng. Shake, sometimes said to her, Meng Fu shakes the opportunity to ask him to listen to the bottom of this Yao City powerful, Zong Yue this poisonous tongue male is generous, directly divided an intelligence line to her, Meng Fu shake to be good at inquiring The news came from the management of Yao Xun in the market. At the beginning, Yao Xun still couldn’t understand why even the seventeen wives of the family loved jealousy and the grandmother liked the red apricots. The Meng Fu Sha knew the heads of these Yi people. Life is much tighter.

Call me? I expose your home's fig leaf! Even the underwear, what cloth, I will remember it for you!

The big men are sweating and reluctantly reluctant, and their hearts have been playing with the small ninety-nine. The new city owner lacks dew wow. It seems that there is no shame. It is obvious that they have seen their intention to run him. They have to retaliate, even though the city owner Young is beyond imagination, but he is able to do even the same as the toilet of the Japanese god. Even the three lover of Bi Li’s grandmother knows, what else can he do?

The head people are carrying a lot of energy, waiting for Meng Fu to shake the next attack.

It’s only Yuan Zhaoxuan who has been drinking easily. He smiles lightly and reflects it in the clear liquor. This red-haired smashing and smashing, not knowing who brought her bad...

After three rounds of wine, Meng Fu shook the glass and cleared the throat.

The crowd is in a tight heart - come! They subconsciously put down their glasses and sat up straight.

"Sire big head." Once Meng Fu shakes, he will give birth to a sigh of anger and sorrow. No one can make a joke like the previous slick, it is a natural domineering and noble, the town is the first person. Immediately dumb.

She sat firmly in the main position, leaning against the person named by her.

The named Shi Lei big man purple face, a pair of radiant eyes, has been very silent since the beginning of the seat, heard Meng Fu shake himself, his hand slowly pressed on the table, looked up "hmm?".

Meng Fu is staring at the real thing in this Yaocheng big man. This extremely prestigious big man must also be the main ambassador of this incident.

"Sire big man is very busy?" Meng Fu smiled and smiled very lightly. "Is it good night last night?"

The heads of the people looked at each other and did not know how the Mengcheng master suddenly asked such a word that the horses and horses could not match each other. Si Lei’s face changed immediately.

His eyes flashed, and he was careful, "Not bad."

"Well," Meng Fu nodded and said, "This county has heard that Ashi Nadu said that Si Lei’s head has insomnia, but now it seems to be good."

Si Lei’s glimpse seemed to be quietly sighing and said, “Thank you for your concern.”

"The former city owner of A Shina is very concerned about you," Meng Fu shook his carelessly. "He is very good today. He will attend the celebration. I will bring a word to the head of the Sile. Please ask the big man to go to the city's main government. ”

She smiled and reached out and said, "The big man is going over, and the county is waiting for you to go to the celebration."

Si Lei's face changed and changed, and the blue color of the eyebrows floated. The words of the half-words were discretionary. "Since the adults of Ashi Na are going to attend the celebration, I will go to the adults when I wait for the celebration."

"That's not good?"

"What's wrong?" Sly arrogantly sneered, and the words don't hide the contempt for Meng Fu's shake. "Since I can see you later, why must I run this?"

"Alright." Meng Fu waved his hand indiscriminately, and ended the topic without any interest. He took a drunken cup and staggered to the big man, and raised his glass and smiled. "Come... ... everyone, let us have a drink for the glory and dignity of the **** of the sun!"

The heads of the people, together with a sneerful Sley, raised their glasses.

Meng Fu’s glass of wine was lifted in half, and suddenly the wrist slammed, and the wine slammed into a golden light and shadow.

Si Lei’s glass had just been lifted to his lips. Suddenly he was black in front of him. There was something rushing through the lightning and quickly zooming in on his vision. He was subconsciously hiding, but it was too late to hear the "啪" in his ear. A sound, crisp like a piece of jade was hit by two and a half, then everything in front of me suddenly turned into a **** red.

The blood red infinitely expanded, and together with the pain of the bone drill, he penetrated into his brain. His consciousness, like a heavy blow, suddenly spreads like a star, and it is constantly cracking. In such a severe pain, he is desperately called out.

"what!"

The screams spread throughout the quiet restaurant, and all the heads were shocked by this unpredictable Thunder, and only Yuan Zhaoxuan was still quiet and self-satisfied, while Meng Fu Sha was laughing.

Her smile is not in the eye of the eyebrows. In the smile, the words are smashed out, and the knife is sharp. "Sire big head, isn’t it because of insomnia at night? Is it because it’s too late to discuss with the army? What?"

With a bang, the heads of the family are eclipsed – is Sile and the Suijun connected?

Meng Fu Sha has been sneering and observing the look of the people. She did not find out who among the seven big heads colluded with the squadron. Therefore, when she was toasting, she deliberately tempted her. After shaking the privacy, she also intentionally opened it. A Shi Na’s innocuous jokes, others are busy leaking tensions for their privacy, but Seri reveals the color of anger.

Why is he angry? Just because of respect, or because I know that Ashina is dead, I think that is what?

The death of A Shina is the biggest secret of Yaocheng today. Except for Meng Fu Sha and so on, only the squad who secretly killed A Shina knew it.

So then Meng Fu shakes the name separately, and falsely calls the former city owner to call. If Shi Lei really knows that A Shina is dead, he will doubt that the city government will be an ambush and will definitely refuse. As a result, his reaction confirms Meng. The suspicion of swaying.

When determining the problem of Shi Lei, Meng Fu Sha did not hesitate to send him a glass of wine.

Yuan Zhaoxuan smiled and looked at Meng Fu’s violent murder. He had a thoughtful look in his eyes. He remembered some old things and slightly revealed a strange look. Then he fingertips and gave a secret code.

The dark guard, who had been lurking beside him, immediately took the lead and went to Si Lei’s house to prepare for the rabbit.

The blood of Si Lei slowly opened on the floor, and the heads of the monks gradually recovered from the shock. Some people showed the color of anger, and they were about to start talking. Meng Fu suddenly smiled and raised the glass again.

"Everyone," Meng Fu didn't look at the corpse on the ground. "I will inform you of the good news. The first few Japanese counties reported to the court. I am a leader of the Yi people in Yaocheng. I have been in charge of the people for many years and have contributed to Yaocheng. Therefore, the court franchise, cut off part of the tax and silver grain in the Yaocheng Yi people, as the 'government award' of the majors, since today, Yao city leaders can be in accordance with the court order, in the country After the tax, I will intercept it myself... Oh, the one of the Shi Lei big man, let me discuss how to divide it. I believe you will give me a satisfactory answer."

It’s a sigh of relief. This time, it’s not a wave of anger, but a surge of surprises. Yaocheng is a small town in the borderland. The monks and the Han people are farming together. The life styles of the Yi people in the mountains and the wild have been different. Therefore, the heads of the people also don’t share any spoils. The days are mostly normal. Now, what is the “government award” is equivalent to the court’s decentralization to give them tax in their own families! What's more, there is the one with the most powerful big man, Shi Lei!

The thick black faces immediately lit up, and the faces were filled with excitement and hustle and bustle. The first time, the big man who passed the candy and handed the candy, Meng Fu, looked calmly and looked awkward.

With the interests, there is a struggle. From the history of the past to the present, those who are racing in the wild, are not all because of the interests? Nowadays, because the seven big heads live in the city, they are divided by unclear people, and they are intertwined with each other. Together with Slei, she deliberately succeeds in replacing the candidates... fight for it! I am competing for self-destructive prestige, and I am not worried about saving the lord!

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Meng Fu shakes high and sits on the high platform of the square dedicated to the celebration in the city. The crowd looks down on the crowd below and feels good about himself.

She is a little drunk again - no way, Meng girl loves to drink, but also loves to drunk, every drink must drink, every drink will be drunk.

But today I am so drunk that I can still remember her identity and mission. In the next celebration, there is more than the arrow riding, she wants to congratulate the best young man and the most beautiful girl.

In the past, the "Ashi Na" city owner had already been helped by Yao Xun to meet with the people. He was "suddenly suffering from serious illness and was demoted." The spirit was extremely poor. Meng Fu Sha was very courteous and greeted. In front of the city people staged a play of friendship between the former and the city.

While performing and praising, Yuan is a cow. A person’s leather mask can’t be true anymore, but unfortunately I am not really true.

The spirit of the "former city owner" is not good. The six heads are busy digesting the good news and calculating how to fight for their own interests. No one pays careful attention to the people on the stage. This is an understatement.

Meng Fu shakes his mood well, and he feels lucky. Yuan Zhaoqi is really a free gift to the door. Moved and moved.

Yuan Zhaoqi lazily leaned against the chair and looked at her very interestingly. "Down the city."

Meng Fu looked at him with a smile and his eyes, "Yuan Daren."

"Why do I think that you recently wanted to avoid me intentionally or unintentionally?" Yuan Zhaoyi went straight into the air with a very sloppy tone, and did not look at Meng Fu’s expression on his face. "Did you empathize?"

"Oh..." Meng Fu shook his mouth, and for a moment he was a bit confused about this answer. He thought for a long time and said, "You guessed it, girl I recently met a good man and wanted to marry."

"Oh?" Yuan Zhaoxuan's face could not see the anger, and looked closer to her, long eyelashes like feathers, almost sweeping her smooth cheeks, "Who? Battle North Field? Zong Yue? Cloud marks?"

Meng Fu shakes him, this person should not be so terrible, is there something in the world that he does not know? The first two he knew each other. The latter one, a adopted son of a family in Taiyuan, what do he know?

However, this is not a key issue. The key is to ask this question now.

"Yeah..." Meng Fu shook his eyes and smiled at Yuan Zhao. "These three are all good, girl I am hesitating to choose who, hey, Yuan Daren, give a reference?"

"It's good." Yuan Zhaoyi looked into her eyes without hesitation. "Wang Wang Yongwu, a generation of Yingjie, Mr. Zong is a doctor, very suitable for you a woman with a lot of problems, Yunjia that kid, complicated Point, but good for you, in short, it’s all good.”

Meng Fu shook his eyes and looked at him. For a moment, he couldn’t see what his expression was in his eyes. She opened her mouth and suddenly felt that her throat was a bit awkward. It was a bit of a scent in the mouth, and it was more than the wine that came back. A bit bitter.

On the face, I smiled even more brilliantly. I just came close, and I kissed the arm of Yuan Zhaoyi with a hot kiss. "I don't see, you really are really planning for me?"

"If you are not here, what is the use of my pleading?" Yuan Zhaoyu calmly drank tea, and did not see signs of "sorrowful pleading". "If I cross half of the Promise, I will arrive from Zhongzhou." Yaocheng is coming, but I only get a few words from you. What can I do if I don’t give up?"

Meng Fu Shao can't speak, squinting like a dead fish, he... Is he angry?

She was there, Yuan Zhaoyi did not speak, and the two were silent, giving birth to a faint suffocation.

Yuan Zhaoxuan's finger gently flicked on the armrest, and listened carefully to the rhythm like a song. He raised his jaw slightly and looked at the sky with a golden red cloud. He thought about the many years he played. The first song, the song in a lifetime has been played once, but I don’t know if there is any chance to play it again.

He smiled slightly, but his eyes were a little cold, and the jade-like texture of his eyes made him feel a cool coolness.

That look made Meng Fu shake and had a dim sum. He didn’t start at the beginning, and suddenly he heard the next cheer. Then he saw a black shadow standing on the horse, and the wind and the wind rushed around, and the knight fought his arrows and kept making all kinds of things. The rapid shooting of the pattern, the front side of the shot, the reversal of the horse, the horse's head shot, and the shooting of the horse's head. Many tricks and tricks are used. No matter how difficult it is to shoot, the arrows and arrows are in the center of the bull, which makes everyone cheer.

The ten arrows are all out, the knight is proud to station the horse, and his face is sturdy and sturdy. It is a fierce boy. He raises the bow in his hand and suddenly shakes at Meng Fu.

Meng Fuya thought that people are paying tribute to her, and the big people’s smiles waved.

The other party is another one.

Meng Fu shakes and waved again. This time, I waved a bit strange, oh, too diligent, right? Also, how is the bottom of the eyes so strange?

The young man’s eyebrows were erected, and he snorted heavily. He lifted his bow high and gave him a powerful blow for the third time.

Meng Fu’s hand was lifted halfway and finally found that something was wrong... It’s not like a tribute...

On the side of the body, Zhao Zhao suddenly became lazy. "This is the meaning of the challenge."

Meng Fu shook Yuan Zhao’s eyes, and he stood up in a very uncomfortable mood. He said, “Rely on, what kind of melons and melons are dare to provoke!”

She strode off the stage and didn't look at the arrogant teenager. She went straight into the middle of the square. The people suddenly got excited. This young boy was the first striker of Yaocheng. He claimed to be invincible in the world, and he was very respectful. The monks looked at the thin Meng Fu Sha with a critical and contemptuous look - such a thin, white face, the city owner who was only the court prince, and dared to take the challenge of their marksman!

Thinking of this little white face, the city owner is about to abandon the bow in front of their **** shooter and admit defeat. The monks are excited and desperately pushed forward, so that they can insult Meng Fu in the first place.

Tiecheng stared at Meng Fu, and did not hide his interest and contempt in his eyes. He said, "The dear master of the city, I have never lost since I participated in the celebration of the gods day. If you can let me lose, this life. My life and soul are lost to you!"

Yeah, awkward, who is rare in your life and soul! Meng Fu Sha, who was full of sullen sorrow, ignored it. He stopped and went straight into the crowd center. On the stage, Yuan Zhaoyi leaned over and waved, and immediately there were some ordinary dressed men mixed into the crowd and protected at any time.

Meng Fu shook the big walk to the boy, without saying anything, raised his hand and grabbed the bow in his hand, there is the last arrow in the quiver, Meng Fu shakes the arrow to the bow, standing on the ground, aiming in the middle of the law.

Someone immediately began to snicker loudly - Tiecheng immediately moved the archery, which was a hundred times more difficult than the original archery. The Chinese and the civilians were only one posture and they lost.

Meng Fu shakes the ear, she is so depressed at the moment, inexplicably irritated, the suffocating qi of the shackles seems to have turned into a sharp arrow, blocked in her heart, she sneered, slowly pulling the bow, snickering In the noisy, aim at the bull's eye.

The arrow with iron is in line in the front field of view, and the tiny bull's-eye is constantly magnifying. At the end of the line, Meng's eyes are condensed, but the mind suddenly spreads out slightly.

Life is like an arrow in the sky, shooting through the wind knife and frost sword, shooting through the rumors, but not shooting the mountains and rocks that are in front of the road.

What is God's intention to play with?

Then, shoot it! Shooting out the hesitation shot, shooting all the helplessness in life, shooting the big stone stuck in the chest at this moment, some things she is not allowed to change, there is a person she does not allow weakness, that is, Meng Fu shake!

"call out!"

Arrow out!

It was an extremely fierce arrow. When one arrow shot, the airflow around it was creaking. The close-knit people’s hair fluttered straight, and a slender arrow turned out a fierce wind!

The arrow is like the fastest streamer, and the electric light that can't be caught by the gaze is directed at the bull's-eye. The big target of the palm has been squeezed by the previous ten arrows. It is impossible to insert any arrows at all, only in the most central place. Half a small fingernail, probably the baby's fingers can reach in.

Meng Fu’s arrow has already reached this position in an instant.

"Snapped"!

Extremely slight sound, the arrow has already shot into the subtle land, everyone opened his mouth, and an exclamation will come out, but the arrow suddenly popped out.

Missed?

I thought that I was able to see the magical archery, showing the disappointment and abandonment.

In the sound of everyone's disappointment or reassurance, Meng Fu shook the arrow and suddenly popped up after entering the center, but it did not fall as everyone thought, but suddenly a lightning-like retreat, and then, "take" .

An arrow originally inserted in the bull's-eye was immediately hit by the arrow of Meng Fu, and it fell to the ground.

"Take it up and take it..."

The arrow was like a life in the bull's eye arrow, and the iron arrow was falling. In the blink of an eye, ten arrows disappeared in the bull's eye. Meng Fu shakes the last bullet of the arrow and goes straight into the bull's eye!

The third layer of the "breaking nine 霄" exercises, roundabout!

In the silence of the dead silence in the square, Meng Fu shakes the bow in the shocked silence and strides back.

There was a big drink behind him.

"it is good!"

Meng Fu did not return his head.

"I like!"

Meng Fu swayed and stagnated, and then comforted himself. For this guy who looked like a rough man, this is probably a neutral expression without any other meaning.

"I have to marry you!"

Suddenly, Meng Meng swayed his cockroaches and turned his head. He yelled at the waist. "Isn’t you long eyes? I am a man, a man!"

"They said you are a... sleeve broken!"

... oh, broken sleeves? Which is the gossip from which world? Also, the heroes who are convinced in the novel are not all willing to be loyal to the eternal. Why is this person so special?

"I am the sleeve is broken and I am not looking for you!" Meng Fu shook the big bang, "The defeat will only be used as a subordinate!"

"Don't be your subordinate!" Tiecheng became louder. "I like you when I see you. You can win me. Of course, it is more worthy of me. I can't get the man I want, not the real man!"

"I am not a thing!" Hey!

"Not something I want!" Hey, come back.

"When you win, let me say this again!" Continue.

"I will win you. Before that, you have to promise me!"

"Pooh!"

"No, no!"

......

A serious ratio of arrows, and finally ended up against the end, the confession and the accused are shaped like cockfighting, the eyes are filled with blood and claws, and they have not rushed to bite their throats.

Meng Fu shakes the final defeat - she can't move.

With a **** throat, she rushed back to the high platform and waved her hand. "Stop! Stop me!"

The servant and the Guards’ rifle took a shot to prevent Tie Cheng from chasing it. Tiecheng did not rush, and found a place closest to her to sit down and stare at her.

Meng Fu shakes his mouth and complains that there is nowhere to complain. He thought for a long time that he had a relationship with Yuan Zhaoxuan with his anger. He couldn’t help but hate to see him. Yuan Zhaoyi was still drinking tea slowly and smiled. "There are so many peaches in the city." ”

"You can't comfort me with two sentences?" Meng Fu shakes no air. "It's not the peach I want."

Yuan Zhaozhen raised his eyebrows. "Actually, I think he has a good saying."

"Oh?"

"A man who can't get what he wants, not a real man."

Meng Fu shake immediately and silently, clear throat and honestly sit back to the position, waiting for the most beautiful girl selection underneath.

The election was not as controversial as the arrow. Everyone who spent all his eyes and the flowers who were preparing to vote was arguing over the discussion. Until Meng Fu’s wait until he was sleepy, someone came up and reported that he had already chosen. The most beautiful girl.

Meng Fu swayed and looked at the past with enthusiasm. It turned out to be a Peugeot woman. His timidity and stunned eyes were like a faint wind. There was a kind of charming wind in the walk. There were some young girls’ shame and shame in the partial appearance. Her face, a delicate and bright pink, is a rare beauty embryo.

This selected girl will be the goddess in the bonfire event tonight, and the outstanding men from all directions will gather together, waiting for her jade hands to lead, to achieve the most beautiful marriage.

Meng Fu smiled and looked at her. I heard that the highest scores of the best shooters and the most beautiful women selected in the previous Jingshen Festival were very high. It’s also a hero, a beauty, and an unconventional practice. Hey, this Husang The girl will definitely look at the stupid boy of Tiecheng, such a superb beauty, iron into the kid's bloody, just can not refuse, then, hahaha, the guy who sticks to the hair.

Meng Fu shakes his wishful thinking and thinks happy. He didn't notice that Hu Sang's girl was so shy and sly, and she always seemed to be on the stage.

As night fell, the bonfire ignited in the square, and the deep red fire of the blaze reflected the revelry's shiny face. The fire was sizzling on the hunting game. From time to time, there was a large drop of oil. ring.

The girls in the most complicated flower skirts and the teenagers in the robes with bare chests danced in a circle. The dance steps were simple but cheerful, singing the kindness and blessing of God and praying for the continued protection of the coming year.

Meng Fu sat on the fire next to the fire, gently patted the beat, intoxicated and laughed, "The songs and dances of ethnic minorities are always pure and sincere, and because of this, they are particularly attractive."

Yuan Zhaoyi looked at the song and dance with a sigh of relief and asked, "What is a minority?"

Meng Fu shook his voice and turned his eyes. "It is a small number of people."

"Shake, you often come up with some strange words," Yuan Zhaoyi turned to look at her. "It doesn't sound like the language of this continent."

"I made it," Meng Fu shook his words. "I am smarter and more different."

"You have always been like this..." Yuan Zhaoyu’s voice was very light. Meng Fu’s voice was not heard. Suddenly he came to the interest and said, “I don’t want to learn my own dance. It’s very elegant. I think it’s unique to you. The temperament..." The words did not finish, suddenly heard the cheers, then saw the beautiful girl Hu Sang, holding a piece of Jinpa, with a smile of shyness and come close.

Meng Fu stared at her, I don't know why my heart suddenly felt a little wrong.

Hu Sang girl did not look at anyone, with a face full of dreamy look, in the eyes of everyone laughing and looking forward to Meng Fu Sha...

She smiled shyly, gently crouched down and threw Jinpa into Yuan Zhao's arms.

The cheers began, and even the raging fire shook in an instant. Hu Sang’s girl had a shy and happy smile and reached for Zhao Zhaoxuan.

Her fingers stretched out in front of Yuan Zhaozhen, and the roots were as bright as jade.

Meng Fu stared at the finger, only to feel that the scorpion was so dry, and snorted and swallowed.

Her subconscious eyes swept over Yuan Zhao's face, and the eyebrows outside the mask were still calm, and there was no accident or shock, even with a slight smile.

Before the fire, under the moonlight starlight, the beautiful men and women who looked at each other were really a beautiful picture. The cheers on all sides gradually calmed down, and people looked at the beautiful people with a little fascination.

Meng Fu shakes his eyes and goes wrong. If he doesn't go to see Yuan Zhao, he doesn't go to see the Jinpa. She knows that as long as Yuan Zhaoyu accepts this Jinpa at this moment, the beautiful jade hand gets up and dances. It became.

This... is also very good?

Meng Fu shakes sitting there, it seems hot and cold, his fingers are shaking, her brain full of chaotic thoughts, suddenly a bold and crazy thoughts, this thought she faintly resists, but like a devil like always entangled Don't go.

If he accepts... if he accepts...

On the side of the body, Yuan Zhaoyu slowly swept over the girl’s fingertips. The time it took for the fingers to stretch out seemed to be too long, but it was still shy but firmly maintained in that position, as if Yuan Zhaoyi did not respond, he would wait forever. .

The girl has already revealed a slight sly look, her face is not known to be reflected by the fire or red, blushing intoxication, she squinted slightly, her eyes are shining, glittering, it is because of the long wait and filled with tears, she is In such a halo-like sight, I was almost obsessed with Yuan Zhaoxuan, a man of the god-like style, noble and elegant, and she believed that she would not be wrong.