A brazier used to burn paper money was moved to the middle of the main hall, with four chair legs burning inside
Two big men surrounded by the brazier were naked, one of them was wearing only a pair of calf shorts, and a thick layer of black hair on his thighs and chest, which looked very ferocious.
He peeled off a pair of linen socks from his feet and baked them on the fire. A thrilling smell filled the room.
Long Hongling just stepped into the threshold with one foot, slapped his nose with his hand, frowned and said: It smells so smelly, hold Fang Xuejian's sleeve, let's not go in, anyway, the rain is about to stop
Fang Xue was inhaling in a breath when he entered the door, and his stomach was boiling and almost vomited out all the supper yesterday. He sucked in half the second breath, and he was in his throat. He was neither up nor down for a moment. He was so flushed and his ears were flowing with tears and snot. Without time to greet him, he hurriedly retreated with the help of Long Hongling.
He was breathing three breaths in the corridor, and it felt a little better. He heard a cold man in the room saying: "Yinshan Diao" Brother Qiu is also a well-known figure in the world. Even if he looks down on his ancestors, he doesn't need to burn your stinky socks in the place where he sleeps!
The crow's mouth was exaggerated and said: I think this is a Feng Shui treasure land, it turns out to be the ancestral hall of Lord Han... No, no, look at my mouth, I always say the wrong thing. It turns out to be the ancestral hall of Lord Han's ancestors. It's so unfair to respect Lord Han. Don't be angry, I put away my socks, hehe, Mrs. Han covered her nose. Do you think my old hatred man tastes too strong?
Fang Xuejian laughed and said: Master Han, Mrs. Han, Gao Dahe, it’s windy outside. Although Zhujing and I really want to roast the fire, we really don’t dare to understand the smelly shit pulled by the "Yinshan Crow" so we apologize for not going in. We covered our nose with one hand and held Long Hongling’s jade hand with the other, and sneaked under the window to peek.
Qiu Wuyue was teased by him twice, so angry that his eyes were about to spit out of fire. He stood up and cursed his grandmother, lifted a chair and threw it out the window. A silver light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a long sword pierced like lightning. He quickly waved the chair. With a slight sound, the long sword penetrated the back of the chair, and a cold blade had pressed against his throat.
Well, Master Han is worthy of being the number one master of the younger generation of the balcony palace. The thirty-six-way "Returning Feng Luo Yan Sword" is already very hot. This move "White Clouds Come Out of the Mountain" makes it fast and accurate. What is even more rare is that the sword is clean and neat. It is indeed a famous style. My old Gao has gained some knowledge today. The man surnamed Gao smiled and complimented him repeatedly. He reached out to stop another man who drew his sword in his hand.
The pale face of the owner Han Manor disappeared with a flush, slowly pulling back his sword, staring at his face with a slanted eye, and laughing: Gao Daxiao has been awarded, who doesn't know that the 108-style "Breaking Wind and Broken Snow Sword Technique" of the Snow Mountain Sect is sad, and ghosts are afraid of it. How can this little trick be placed in Gao Daxiao's eyes?
The man surnamed Gao still smiled modestly and cautiously. Seeing that his long sword had been pulled away from the back of the chair, he turned to Yinshan Diao and said sternly: Qiu Wuyue, put on your shoes and socks quickly, and he doesn't understand the rules at all. It's really embarrassing!
Qiu Wuyue seemed to be very afraid of this man named Gao, just like a mouse who saw a cat, put down his chair without a sound, put on his shoes and socks quickly, got up and walked out the door.
Where to go? The man surnamed Gao shouted again
Pee! Qiu Wuyue didn't look back and walked out of the door in a few steps. His eyes swept across the street, and his hippie smiley face was facing Xuejian's top. A pair of ferocious rhino eyes were immediately congested and red.
Of course, his purpose was not to pee as simple as
Brother Crow, I know you are full of fire now and want to find someone to vent, but I remind you, don't make any decisions about me. Seeing him approaching step by step like a chimpanzee, Fang Xuejian raised the eldest lady's palm gracefully and kissed her gently on the back of her crystal clear hand. The expression on her face was calm and calm.
Crazy flames flashed in Qiu Wuyue's pupils, and he flew upwards, swung his right arm round, and a beautiful punch to his opponent's temple.
The fist did not fall into place, and the two calves suddenly hurt, and they couldn't stand firmly, and with a bang, they slammed on the ground
His chin hit hard on the hard floor, and he was so painful that he almost fainted. He spitted out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and his two big teeth rolled out so far. He really regretted it.
This guy's words were originally unpleasant, but when he opened his mouth in the future, he would be groundless and even the crow had to retreat.
Fang Xuejian stretched out his foot and stepped on his head, bent down and pulled out his long knife, waved it casually, cut off the scabbard tied to his belt, lifted the tip of the knife, reached out to hold it, and smiled: Brother Crow, you have a bad temper and poor martial arts skills. You will get into trouble sooner or later with a knife. Why not leave it to me for the time being
The young man can also use a knife? The tall and thin man stood at the door, his eyes shining brightly, staring at the steel knife in his hand
Use a knife? I cut firewood for a few years when I was a child. I don’t know if it is considered to be used? The idle people raised in Zhaoming Temple are monks with official certificates. Fang Xuejian is an unsorted lay disciple who needs to do something to support himself.
You can't use a knife, why not give it to me for safekeeping? The man named Gao pointed to the steel knife in his hand and spread his palms open.
Fang Xuejian chuckled and said: Gao Daxia is extremely skilled in martial arts, so this steel knife should be kept by you.
The knife was sheathed, and the wrist suddenly shook, and the long knife flew out, and with a sound, it penetrated directly into the granite underground.
The handle of the knife trembled and buzzed. A three-foot-three-inch steel knife was left outside.
The man surnamed Gao looked at the long knife inserted in front of him, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped a few times, and his spread palms closed little by little, and suddenly said with a smile: Brother, the internal strength of the stage is amazing, it is better to leave this steel knife to you to keep.
Fang Xuejian let go of his feet, smiled at Qiu Wuyue underground, and said: Gao Daxia is so generous, don’t you know if Brother Qiu is willing to give up? Turning around to face Long Hongling, Lingmei, Duke Han Wen is a famous scholar I admire very much. Today, by chance, I happened to go to his tablet to kowtow a few times.
He held Long Hongling's left palm with one hand and gently pulled up the long knife inserted on the ground with the other hand. He nodded to the Han couple, entered the room and walked to the incense table, knelt down and was about to kowtow, the long knife was unsheathed, and a white light flashed, and half of the plain silk covering the altar drifted down in front of the altar.
Everyone in the room exclaimed loudly, and seven pairs of eyes fell under the altar together, a naked man and woman lay there in hugging, looking shy and embarrassed.
The woman has a beautiful face and smooth skin. She is a beautiful young woman of twenty-five or six years old. She has a sparse ink beard under her jaw. Her forehead and the corners of her eyes are covered with wrinkles. She is a half-old man in her fifties.
Fang Xuejian said oh, thinking: The big girl doesn't like the young man, but she likes an old man. It won't be popular this year for old cows to eat tender grass? She smiled on her face and said in a negotiating tone: You two are so interested, you can do it as if we don't exist. Don't be polite, please continue to do it.
The man surnamed Gao took a step and said coldly: Mr. Xie, Concubine Jia, are you worthy of Prince Fu like this?
The face of the owner of the Han Manor became paler, but his eyes were slightly red. He suddenly bent down and coughed violently. It took him a while to calm down. He gasped and said: Uncle Xie, you are like this in the ancestral hall of our ancestors. How can you help you? Forget it, Rong'er, let's go. With the help of his wife, we slowly walked out the door, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and the white clothes fluttered, and soon disappeared at the end of the rain curtain.
Gao Daxia, who is this Mr. Xie?
He is the famous "Gentleman" Xie Zhen, Bah, what is "Gentleman"? It's a hypocrite.
Prince Fu treated him very well, but he was actually a Zhongshan wolf. He not only ate for free but also kidnapped the prince's favored concubine.
Fang Xuejian muttered in his heart: Xie Zhen? This name sounds familiar. I don’t know what kind of celebrity he is? He said with an oh, "Mr. Xie, it’s not that I was deliberately accusing you. In this matter, you have done a little too much. In order to satisfy your selfish desires, it’s okay for Prince Fu to consider it, but you have to consider this young and beautiful girl. Look, she is even young and small, and your cruelty has ruined her...
It wasn't him kidnapping me, it was me who volunteered to follow him. The woman on the ground raised her head suddenly, her originally blushing face had returned to normal, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a firm light, which made people dare not look at her.
Long Hongling poked him under his armpit with his fingers, attached it to his ear, and said: Xie Zhen is a poet as famous as Li Panlong and Wang Shizhen, and is very famous.
What is Li Panlong and Wang Shizhen? Fang Xuejian is also confused about his impression
He leaned into Long Hongling's ear and laughed: This big girl doesn't even want to be a princess, and would rather elope with a blind poor old man. The Fu prince either has impotence and premature ejaculation, or is strong but not strong, hard but not hard... Oh! But the eldest lady pinched her hard on her thighs by the eldest lady.
He coughed gently, covered up his embarrassment, looked at the woman on the ground with a smile, and said: It's not abduct, it's also an elopement. According to the "Da Ming Law", it is also a big crime. If you don't want to continue, you should put on your clothes first. It rained this time, and the weather was much colder. Turning his head and looking at the tall and thin man, Gao Dahe, don't know what you plan to deal with them?
My mission is to take them back. As for how to deal with it, it is the prince's business. The man surnamed Gao made a gesture to his two companions and signaled them to come forward to get the person.
The two men nodded, rushed out of the door, and took the rope from the leather bag on the horse's back
A couple of affair hurriedly got up, turned their backs to everyone, picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them on in a hurry.
Fang Xuejian's eyes remained on Jia Fei's smooth round buttocks, and her honey-colored skin emitted a jade-like luster, making her mouth dry and her heart beat faster.
A pair of big red gauze pants rose from the round and white thighs, wrapping the beautiful spring scenery hazy, looking at you
It was not until a goose yellow silver gauze dress with jade-colored sheepskin completely isolated the last expectation that Fang Xuejian then withdrew his greedy gaze, swallowed his saliva, sighed, and said: I don’t do the canary in a rich and elegant manner, but I like to be a busy and laborious sea. Alas, I really don’t know what some people think in their minds?
Concubine Jia was tidying up her hair bun. When she heard this, she paused slightly, turned her head to glance at him, and said softly: If this canary was locked in a cage and the sea could fly freely between heaven and earth, which one would you choose to do?
Fang Xue is a bit speechless
Long Hongling leaned into his ear and whispered: Think of a way to help them
Fang Xuejian stretched out his arm and wrapped it around her waist, put it on her ear and laughed: He said it was not a naughty man, it was someone else's housework, you should also insert it... Before he finished speaking, a shrill scream suddenly came from the yard, followed by a burst of rapid footsteps, and one person was about to come.
The five people turned their heads and looked at them, and they saw Yinshan Diao Qiu Wuyue stumbled to the door, holding a bundle of hemp rope in his hand.
He raised his foot and was about to cross the threshold when he suddenly fell down straight and slammed on the ground. His body spasmed and he was extinguished. The arrow on his back trembled.
A stream of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Qiu Wuyue's mouth, and a shallow pool quickly accumulated on the ground. Under the fire, the blood was actually gorgeous purple-red.
There is obviously a very powerful poison applied to the arrow
The rain is getting much more gentle, and the drizzle is like a soft brush, gently caressing every tile on the roof, with a slight sound
The ancestral hall was silent for a moment, and the five people stood in a daze, watching the purple-red blood flow out of the mouth of Yinshan Diao, which lacked two front teeth. The sticky blood squirmed like a worm, slowly climbing up a piece of granite, and then the second piece
The sound of liquid flowing in everyone's ears seemed to be heard
The tall and thin man suddenly shouted: Brother Qiu, brother Qiu... Run up to help Qiu Wuyue's body, shaking it desperately
Qiu Wuyue widened his eyes, and even his pupils and whites turned into gorgeous purple-red, looking extremely strange.
The tall and thin man was so sad that he was so angry that he stood up and shouted loudly: Han Zhiqi, you turtle bastard, you can fight with Grandpa Gao for life and death with him if you have a genitals. Hiding in a turtle cave and arrows hurting people is what a good man is it? Han Zhiqi, you are a brave Nā species, you are a castrator without eggs, I will fuck you for eighteen generations...
A few slight sounds of shaking bowstrings suddenly came from the darkness, as if the falling leaves were suddenly shattered by the sudden storm of wind.
At the same time as the sound of the bowstrings sounded, a bright ray of horses as bright as daylight was lit at the gate. The sharp sword light was like a dragon going out to the sea, swaying like a storm, covering his three-foot square circle, which was steadily covered by a storm.
Five sharp arrows as fast as meteors rushed towards us. Before we could get close, they were stormed into powder by the instantly surging sword waves.
This is the one hundred and eight styles of the Snow Mountain Sect that people are worried about and afraid of ghosts. The Snow Breaking Sword Technique, the style of breaking wind, breaking snow, breaking snow, powerful and sharp, invincible
Only then did Fang Xuejian know why the reckless Yinshan Diao Qiu Wuyue saw this tall and thin man, it was like a mouse meeting a cat.
The knife light suddenly stopped, and the man surnamed Gao rushed out
Two shrill screams quickly rang out in the dark yard, followed by the sound of some objects falling to the ground.
Hiding! Fang Xuejian's heart was pounding. These attacking enemies didn't know which team of people would die if they were hit by a ravine.
He drew his sword in his hand, kicked over the altar, and called the three of them to hide behind the table.
Although Jia Fei and Xie Zhen were very brave when they had an affair, they were scared by a few screams. They were already in vain and their legs were weak and they could not take a step.
Fang Xuejian smiled bitterly, grabbed a chicken and raised it behind the table
Long Hongling's face turned pale. He hid beside Concubine Jia, waved to him, and said: Come and hide, too.
Fang Xuejian smiled and shook his head, walked slowly in front of the altar with a steel knife, and focused on exploring all the movements around him.
The rain outside the door gradually stopped. Occasionally, the wind passed, and the remaining bits of the eaves swayed and fell down, tick, tick, tick, tick, in the dull darkness, the water drops hit the stone slabs, and the sound of falling apart sounded particularly thrilling.
Arrows are not scary, what is scary is the poison on the arrow
The arrow that is unpredictable and the poison that is blood-sealed, this is the deadly thing
Looking out of the bright room, I could only see the black in a yard, completely, like thick ink.
Fang Xuejian slowly turned his body, and crystal beads of sweat rolled down his face one by one, and he didn't even bother to wipe it.
A buzzing sound, the subtle bowstring vibrated again, but this time it came from the top of the head
The arrow whistled, and a strong wind broke through the air. Fang Xuejian had only had time to wave the scabbard. With a crack, a sharp arrow, a foot-2-inch long shot the rhinoceros skin scabbard into the opposite direction.
The purple-red arrows emit a dazzling light, less than half an inch from his temples
Fang Xuejian stood there stiffly, not sure if he was shot. Until he heard Long Hongling Ah's scream, he slanted his eyes and smiled, but actually just opened his mouth and then breathed a sigh of relief.
There is a black hole with a large sole of foot on the roof in the front left. Because it is close to a beam, it is difficult to find if you don't look carefully.
Fang Xuejian naturally would not give him the chance to fire the second arrow. The long sword came out of his hand, and a silver light flashed, smashing a tile next to the black hole, and the hole flew away.
A pig-killing howl quickly rang out from the roof. A heavy object fell down, crushing a large piece of tiles, dust and gravel suffocated down. More than a dozen beams beside the black hole were shaken and creaked, and then rolled down the slope.
The heavy body rolled down from the eaves and fell on the wet stone slab. With a bang, the water splashed everywhere
The water splashed the candlelight in the house, and the dark courtyard suddenly lit up
A thin figure suddenly jumped up, a ghostly sword swaying and flying, and the branches and leaves of a cypress tree fell one after another in the roaring wind
With a tingling sound, then another shrill scream, several fragmented remains fell from the branches one after another, and the air was suddenly filled with the fishy smell of blood.
The strong wind stopped, and a few slowly falling leaves struggled in the air reluctantly, then gently licked the wet mud, and the dark yard returned to silence again
The flames are getting weaker, and the bloody charcoal is in the basin. Bipe is making a sound, Mars are running around, and the room is getting darker and darker
Fang Xuejian held a chair face in his left hand and a chair foot in his right hand, which was both offensive and defensive.
He hid behind the wooden board with his head shrank, his eyes rolling around, looking around while raising his ears to pay attention to the wind and movements on the roof.
He slowly turned his body, and suddenly felt a pair of bright eyes staring at him. He lowered his head, but saw the young lady poking half of her head out from the edge of the table, looking at herself with concern, feeling warm in her heart, smiled at her, and said softly: I'm fine, without your consent of the golden mouth and jade teeth, I would survive whatever I said
Long Hongling's little face turned slightly red, she gave him a blank look, turned around and blew out the candles on the altar, and the room was immediately dark.
Fang Xuejian's heart moved. If there was no light in the house, it would be impossible to effectively aim on the roof and would not fire arrows easily.
He stepped forward, picked up the brazier and threw it out
The ashes lightly rise, and the dark red charcoal draws a striking arc over the yard. With a thud, it falls to the ground from afar, and then a series of hissing sounds.
The bowstring vibrated again, Fang Xuejian hurriedly lay on the ground and covered his head with a wooden board.
The moon-like sword light lit up again, and the clothes swept across the sky lightly, and the flying branches and leaves were swallowed by the instantly surging wind and torn apart.
The screams of despair mixed with the sound of the blade cutting the bones, making people creepy
It seemed that it was raining again in the yard. It was the sound of sticky blood splashing out from the cut wound, dripping from the air, from the branches, from the tip of the knife, constantly hitting the ground.
Fang Xuejian couldn't help but raise his head, and suddenly heard a painful groan in his ears. The voice of the tall and thin man was vaguely the voice of the tall and thin man. His heart trembled and he secretly called no, this master of swordsmanship wouldn't be shot, right?
A roar suddenly came from the treetop on the left, and a long sword flew out, dark and heavy, like a gray lightning flash across the sky.
A bunch of tree crowns on the right shook suddenly, and a shrill howl suddenly rang out, the branches and leaves separated, and a man in black fell down.
Six people in black who were sneak attacking were dead. Fang Xuejian was still lying on the ground and did not dare to move around. His eyes were circling around. He was not sure if there were any other enemies lurking in the dark.
The man named Gao finally jumped down, and as soon as he landed on the ground, his left leg suddenly became weak, he knelt down and a painful moan came out of his nose.
He stretched out his trembling right arm, pointed at Fang Xuejian, and said: This... brother...
Fang Xuejian hurriedly got up from the ground, with a wooden board on his head. While turning his head to observe the movements around him, he walked over carefully. After a while, he walked up to the man and asked softly: Gao Daxia, what's the matter with you calling me?
There was a book-like thing in the tall and thin man's hand at some point. He handed it to him tremblingly, breathing in his mouth, his throat was so hoarse that it was almost uninspiring, and said: This... is from the Snow Mountain Sect... The treasure of the mountain, I hand it over for me...
Fang Xuejian couldn't stop looking around in a hurry. He waited for a while but didn't see any movement behind the word "Join". He bent down and looked carefully. The old man's arms no longer trembled, his mouth no longer gasped, and he kept his eyes moving. Naturally, he was alas, and he went with his two brothers.
The treasure of the Snow Mountain Sect is not "The Snow Breaking Snow Sword Technique", right? Hehe, take it and see Brother Gao, it's not that I won't help you, but that you didn't explain who you want to give it to, I'll just let me do it. I'll borrow it for now. Amitabha, don't blame me.
Fang Xuejian put the book in his pocket with a smile, and his right palm was upright, and he quickly recited the "Mantra of Rebirth" and then rushed back to the ancestral hall, threw away the wooden stick in his hand, picked up the scabbard with an arrow from the ground, and called in a low voice: Miss, the enemy seems to be dead, let's go back quickly
Long Hongling said yes, got up and walked around the table, walked to him, and said: Are you really dead?
Fang Xuejian lowered his head and leaned into her ear and said softly: I don’t know, you can hold this wooden board and cover your head with it. I’ll call one, two, three now. When I call three, you will rush out as fast as possible and run to the street.
Long Hongling nodded and pushed the wooden board on his head
Before he could count, a man behind him said in a voice: Where are you...going?
Where can we go and you have nothing to do with you? Fang Xuejian said angrily
He has no good feelings for this old cow who likes to eat tender grass, even though he is a very famous old cow
Can you take us with you? Here... there are so many people dead here. Xie Zhen's voice trembled obviously
Take you guys away? What are the benefits of me?
I...I'll give you five taels of silver, and there are a hundred chickens to buy for five taels of silver.
Fang Xuejian was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, tears flowing out of his eyes.
He turned to Long Hongling and said: Miss, this great poet said he would give me five taels of silver. There are 100 chickens to buy for five taels of silver...
Xie Zhen heard the mockery in his laughter and said: If you think it's too little, I have twenty taels of silver here, I...I...
Brother Xie, do you know how much money I usually give to my servants?
How many?
Usually, ten taels are given, and at least three taels are given
Xie Zhen stopped talking to an official from the seventh rank of the court, and his monthly salary was only ten taels of silver.
How about it? If there are no other important things, let's take a step first. Hehe, it's still early anyway, and you can still be intimate when you close the door...
Wait... Wait, can this guy take a step to speak? Xie Zhen saw that he was about to leave, and he was anxious and hurriedly stopped him.
Borrow a step to speak? Fang Xuejian turned his head again and estimated in his heart that this old man had lived for most of his life. Maybe there was a family heirloom treasure hidden in his body. Let's take a look first and then talk about it.
What's more, I will change my way to the west tomorrow and throw them in the inn is not considered a violation of the agreement.
He stepped into the front of the table a few steps, held Xie Zhen's shaking body, and said with a smile: "My grandpa must have any family heirlooms that I want to open my eyes?" I will keep my eyes open and wait and see."
No, Xie Zhen pressed his voice very low and attached it to his ears, saying, I have a book called "The Demon Goddess Art" that studies men and women. I think the guy will definitely feel it...
"The Demon Goddess's Art"? Do you also have one? Fang Xuejian exclaimed in surprise
His book "The Demon Goddess's Art" was soaked in the Black Dragon Pond under the Goddess Peak for a night, and the ink was damaged and useless
Oh, I have also read "The Demon Goddess' Art" compiled below? It was a game work when I was young. There were many things in it that were fantastic. It was because I couldn't really think of it. The book I had on hand was a new compilation of "The Demon Goddess' Art". The things in it were very different.
Game work? But I already... Fang Xuejian couldn't help but moan
The wrinkles on Xie Zhen's face stretched gently like waves, and he smiled like an old fox who caught a chicken.
He took out a thin green book from his arms, stuffed it into Fang Xuejian's sleeve, and whispered: It's not too late to repair the sheep.
The room was too dark, Fang Xuejian gently stroked the smooth writing with his left hand. The familiar and unfamiliar feeling made him feel excited.
He stuffed the booklet into his pocket, pondered for a moment, and said: Okay, hurry up and clean up, maybe there are enemies outside, you can't walk fast, we run with you on your back
Fang Xuejian patted him on his shoulder, and without waiting for his answer, he walked over to discuss the matter of betraying people with Long Hongling.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the eldest lady praised him for his intelligence and carrying a living person behind him, as if he was carrying a shield on his back. The safety factor was much greater.
The plan was certain, and when the two of them packed up their bags, Fang Xuejian carried Xie Zhen, and Long Hongling carried Jia Fei, shouted one, two, three, and rushed out with his head shrank.
The two rushed out of the yard and rushed onto the long street. They ran for more than fifty feet in one breath, then slowed down and let the two go down the ground
At the beginning of the third update, the group of four slowly walked back to the Happy Forest Inn. The courtyard was dark and there were neither lights nor voices. The guests who were rushing to make a living had already rested.
Fang and Long crossed the wall with their enemies of old and young, and jumped into Fang Xuejian's guest room. Tonight, they had to spend a room for them to live in.
Fang Xuejian lit a candle, saw that the two of them looked a little embarrassed, so he yawned deliberately and said: It was very late, and the two of them were going to bed early, and Zhujing and I were going to sleep. He reached out to pull Long Hongling's little hand, but she skillfully avoided it.
Long Hongling's face was slightly flushed, and she flew out of the window like a slim foot.
Fang Xuejian climbed up to the windowsill, looked back at the two people in the room, and smiled softly: It’s late at night, so I won’t disturb you to rest. But the beds in this inn are not very solid. You must grasp the measure when you are exercising your efforts, haha, goodbye!
The windows in the lady's room were open, but the room was pitch black and there was no lights.
Fang Xuejian crawled in gently, and meowed in his mouth and shouted softly: Miss, don't be afraid, I'll help you catch the mouse...
As soon as the toes fell to the ground, a thin fragrance suddenly came to the crowd. A ball of smooth and soft jade birds pounced into his arms like a forest. Two slender arms climbed on their necks. The lips became hot, and their mouth was completely blocked by two soft red lips.
The girl's fragrant body was as soft as boneless. Fang Xuejian suddenly flew to the clouds. She was confused and felt that her heart was beating very fast, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
He suddenly hugged the cute baby in his arms and began to respond to her passion with his hot lips
The young lady's delicate face was as blushing as fire. The man's hot tongue trickled into her mouth, slowly wandering between two rows of smooth and fine teeth, and then a cunning dive forward, quickly finding the source of her sensitive tongue and trembling.
Fang Xuejian's lips held a soft earlobe, and gently held the two peaks standing proudly on her chest with both palms. The lady's whole body collapsed weakly.
If it weren't for her two arms hanging weakly on his neck, she would have fallen to the ground.
The man's hot lips gradually moved down, from his beautiful chin, his shiny neck, to his plump and towering chest, the process of trekking was slow and persistent, like a devout seeker
The peaks were full of mountains, and two rows of hard teeth gently bit the delicious cherries on the Jade Girl Peak. The eldest lady Ah's voice made her heart beat violently, holding his head and panting.
The young lady has a delicate figure and a soft and plump skin, and the touch is very good
Fang Xuejian put one hand around her slender waist, and continued to caress her shoulder blades to the waist with the other hand, then climbed up her plump round buttocks and rubbed them gently
Long Hongling's pretty face turned red, and her delicate nose kept whispering, and the place where the man touched her body had a warm feeling that she couldn't get away for a long time. It was a wonderful sour taste, which made people feel soft and intoxicated.
Fang Xuejian's palm quickly slipped into the lady's skirt, gently stroked her thighs through two layers of fabric, and then climbed up little by little, putting his palm on his smooth and tender belly, stretching out his clever index finger, and traveling through the secret grass.
Gently tease the root of her thighs
The two tender cherries swelled and hardened under his teasing. The eldest lady was so embarrassed that she couldn't raise her head, her delicate body trembled slightly, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind
The pleasure of being stroked by a man made her subconsciously spread her thighs slightly, and her cunning index finger drove straight into her, and the final position was lost.
As the lower body moves, the thick juice spreads over two beautiful petals.
Fang Xuejian pulled out his fingers, which were wet and slippery, as if he was applying a layer of oil.
The fragrance of nectar floated out, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, saying: It smells so good
Long Hongling felt weak all over his body, leaning softly against his chest, and said softly: You are dead
Fang Xuejian licked the nectar on his fingers, picked up her body in the waist, and said: No matter whether you are prepared for the damn "Seven Days Broken Heart Sphere", I will be a bad guy tonight
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There was a man in the Ming Dynasty who called Xie Zhen, who was blinded, but he was good at writing lyrics, and the lyrics he wrote were widely sang among the folks.
In the winter of the first year of Wanli, Xie Zhen arrived in Zhangde. King Sun Mu personally received him. While drinking and talking, King Sun Mu asked his favorite concubine Jia to play and sing behind the curtain. Jia sang a bamboo branch lyrics written by Xie Zhen. King Sun Mu saw that Xie Zhen was very stunning and simply asked Jia to come out to pay a visit. Jia was very beautiful, and she then sang all the lyrics written by Xie Zhen.
Xie Zhen was very happy and said, "What the wife sang is just a brief work. I should write a few good lyrics again to prepare for the needs of the palace." The next day, Xie Zhen presented fourteen new lyrics, and Jia composed them one by one, and the two cooperated very well.
Seeing that the two of them were so aggressive, King Sun Mu gave Jia and some generous gifts to Xie Zhen on New Year's Day the following year.
King Sun Mu is known as the beauty of adulthood and has a gentlemanly demeanor
The above is a story about the beauty of adults in "History of Music", which is quite credible
In the first year of Wanli, Xie Zhen was already seventy-six years old, and he actually had such great charm.
Two big men surrounded by the brazier were naked, one of them was wearing only a pair of calf shorts, and a thick layer of black hair on his thighs and chest, which looked very ferocious.
He peeled off a pair of linen socks from his feet and baked them on the fire. A thrilling smell filled the room.
Long Hongling just stepped into the threshold with one foot, slapped his nose with his hand, frowned and said: It smells so smelly, hold Fang Xuejian's sleeve, let's not go in, anyway, the rain is about to stop
Fang Xue was inhaling in a breath when he entered the door, and his stomach was boiling and almost vomited out all the supper yesterday. He sucked in half the second breath, and he was in his throat. He was neither up nor down for a moment. He was so flushed and his ears were flowing with tears and snot. Without time to greet him, he hurriedly retreated with the help of Long Hongling.
He was breathing three breaths in the corridor, and it felt a little better. He heard a cold man in the room saying: "Yinshan Diao" Brother Qiu is also a well-known figure in the world. Even if he looks down on his ancestors, he doesn't need to burn your stinky socks in the place where he sleeps!
The crow's mouth was exaggerated and said: I think this is a Feng Shui treasure land, it turns out to be the ancestral hall of Lord Han... No, no, look at my mouth, I always say the wrong thing. It turns out to be the ancestral hall of Lord Han's ancestors. It's so unfair to respect Lord Han. Don't be angry, I put away my socks, hehe, Mrs. Han covered her nose. Do you think my old hatred man tastes too strong?
Fang Xuejian laughed and said: Master Han, Mrs. Han, Gao Dahe, it’s windy outside. Although Zhujing and I really want to roast the fire, we really don’t dare to understand the smelly shit pulled by the "Yinshan Crow" so we apologize for not going in. We covered our nose with one hand and held Long Hongling’s jade hand with the other, and sneaked under the window to peek.
Qiu Wuyue was teased by him twice, so angry that his eyes were about to spit out of fire. He stood up and cursed his grandmother, lifted a chair and threw it out the window. A silver light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a long sword pierced like lightning. He quickly waved the chair. With a slight sound, the long sword penetrated the back of the chair, and a cold blade had pressed against his throat.
Well, Master Han is worthy of being the number one master of the younger generation of the balcony palace. The thirty-six-way "Returning Feng Luo Yan Sword" is already very hot. This move "White Clouds Come Out of the Mountain" makes it fast and accurate. What is even more rare is that the sword is clean and neat. It is indeed a famous style. My old Gao has gained some knowledge today. The man surnamed Gao smiled and complimented him repeatedly. He reached out to stop another man who drew his sword in his hand.
The pale face of the owner Han Manor disappeared with a flush, slowly pulling back his sword, staring at his face with a slanted eye, and laughing: Gao Daxiao has been awarded, who doesn't know that the 108-style "Breaking Wind and Broken Snow Sword Technique" of the Snow Mountain Sect is sad, and ghosts are afraid of it. How can this little trick be placed in Gao Daxiao's eyes?
The man surnamed Gao still smiled modestly and cautiously. Seeing that his long sword had been pulled away from the back of the chair, he turned to Yinshan Diao and said sternly: Qiu Wuyue, put on your shoes and socks quickly, and he doesn't understand the rules at all. It's really embarrassing!
Qiu Wuyue seemed to be very afraid of this man named Gao, just like a mouse who saw a cat, put down his chair without a sound, put on his shoes and socks quickly, got up and walked out the door.
Where to go? The man surnamed Gao shouted again
Pee! Qiu Wuyue didn't look back and walked out of the door in a few steps. His eyes swept across the street, and his hippie smiley face was facing Xuejian's top. A pair of ferocious rhino eyes were immediately congested and red.
Of course, his purpose was not to pee as simple as
Brother Crow, I know you are full of fire now and want to find someone to vent, but I remind you, don't make any decisions about me. Seeing him approaching step by step like a chimpanzee, Fang Xuejian raised the eldest lady's palm gracefully and kissed her gently on the back of her crystal clear hand. The expression on her face was calm and calm.
Crazy flames flashed in Qiu Wuyue's pupils, and he flew upwards, swung his right arm round, and a beautiful punch to his opponent's temple.
The fist did not fall into place, and the two calves suddenly hurt, and they couldn't stand firmly, and with a bang, they slammed on the ground
His chin hit hard on the hard floor, and he was so painful that he almost fainted. He spitted out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and his two big teeth rolled out so far. He really regretted it.
This guy's words were originally unpleasant, but when he opened his mouth in the future, he would be groundless and even the crow had to retreat.
Fang Xuejian stretched out his foot and stepped on his head, bent down and pulled out his long knife, waved it casually, cut off the scabbard tied to his belt, lifted the tip of the knife, reached out to hold it, and smiled: Brother Crow, you have a bad temper and poor martial arts skills. You will get into trouble sooner or later with a knife. Why not leave it to me for the time being
The young man can also use a knife? The tall and thin man stood at the door, his eyes shining brightly, staring at the steel knife in his hand
Use a knife? I cut firewood for a few years when I was a child. I don’t know if it is considered to be used? The idle people raised in Zhaoming Temple are monks with official certificates. Fang Xuejian is an unsorted lay disciple who needs to do something to support himself.
You can't use a knife, why not give it to me for safekeeping? The man named Gao pointed to the steel knife in his hand and spread his palms open.
Fang Xuejian chuckled and said: Gao Daxia is extremely skilled in martial arts, so this steel knife should be kept by you.
The knife was sheathed, and the wrist suddenly shook, and the long knife flew out, and with a sound, it penetrated directly into the granite underground.
The handle of the knife trembled and buzzed. A three-foot-three-inch steel knife was left outside.
The man surnamed Gao looked at the long knife inserted in front of him, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped a few times, and his spread palms closed little by little, and suddenly said with a smile: Brother, the internal strength of the stage is amazing, it is better to leave this steel knife to you to keep.
Fang Xuejian let go of his feet, smiled at Qiu Wuyue underground, and said: Gao Daxia is so generous, don’t you know if Brother Qiu is willing to give up? Turning around to face Long Hongling, Lingmei, Duke Han Wen is a famous scholar I admire very much. Today, by chance, I happened to go to his tablet to kowtow a few times.
He held Long Hongling's left palm with one hand and gently pulled up the long knife inserted on the ground with the other hand. He nodded to the Han couple, entered the room and walked to the incense table, knelt down and was about to kowtow, the long knife was unsheathed, and a white light flashed, and half of the plain silk covering the altar drifted down in front of the altar.
Everyone in the room exclaimed loudly, and seven pairs of eyes fell under the altar together, a naked man and woman lay there in hugging, looking shy and embarrassed.
The woman has a beautiful face and smooth skin. She is a beautiful young woman of twenty-five or six years old. She has a sparse ink beard under her jaw. Her forehead and the corners of her eyes are covered with wrinkles. She is a half-old man in her fifties.
Fang Xuejian said oh, thinking: The big girl doesn't like the young man, but she likes an old man. It won't be popular this year for old cows to eat tender grass? She smiled on her face and said in a negotiating tone: You two are so interested, you can do it as if we don't exist. Don't be polite, please continue to do it.
The man surnamed Gao took a step and said coldly: Mr. Xie, Concubine Jia, are you worthy of Prince Fu like this?
The face of the owner of the Han Manor became paler, but his eyes were slightly red. He suddenly bent down and coughed violently. It took him a while to calm down. He gasped and said: Uncle Xie, you are like this in the ancestral hall of our ancestors. How can you help you? Forget it, Rong'er, let's go. With the help of his wife, we slowly walked out the door, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and the white clothes fluttered, and soon disappeared at the end of the rain curtain.
Gao Daxia, who is this Mr. Xie?
He is the famous "Gentleman" Xie Zhen, Bah, what is "Gentleman"? It's a hypocrite.
Prince Fu treated him very well, but he was actually a Zhongshan wolf. He not only ate for free but also kidnapped the prince's favored concubine.
Fang Xuejian muttered in his heart: Xie Zhen? This name sounds familiar. I don’t know what kind of celebrity he is? He said with an oh, "Mr. Xie, it’s not that I was deliberately accusing you. In this matter, you have done a little too much. In order to satisfy your selfish desires, it’s okay for Prince Fu to consider it, but you have to consider this young and beautiful girl. Look, she is even young and small, and your cruelty has ruined her...
It wasn't him kidnapping me, it was me who volunteered to follow him. The woman on the ground raised her head suddenly, her originally blushing face had returned to normal, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a firm light, which made people dare not look at her.
Long Hongling poked him under his armpit with his fingers, attached it to his ear, and said: Xie Zhen is a poet as famous as Li Panlong and Wang Shizhen, and is very famous.
What is Li Panlong and Wang Shizhen? Fang Xuejian is also confused about his impression
He leaned into Long Hongling's ear and laughed: This big girl doesn't even want to be a princess, and would rather elope with a blind poor old man. The Fu prince either has impotence and premature ejaculation, or is strong but not strong, hard but not hard... Oh! But the eldest lady pinched her hard on her thighs by the eldest lady.
He coughed gently, covered up his embarrassment, looked at the woman on the ground with a smile, and said: It's not abduct, it's also an elopement. According to the "Da Ming Law", it is also a big crime. If you don't want to continue, you should put on your clothes first. It rained this time, and the weather was much colder. Turning his head and looking at the tall and thin man, Gao Dahe, don't know what you plan to deal with them?
My mission is to take them back. As for how to deal with it, it is the prince's business. The man surnamed Gao made a gesture to his two companions and signaled them to come forward to get the person.
The two men nodded, rushed out of the door, and took the rope from the leather bag on the horse's back
A couple of affair hurriedly got up, turned their backs to everyone, picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them on in a hurry.
Fang Xuejian's eyes remained on Jia Fei's smooth round buttocks, and her honey-colored skin emitted a jade-like luster, making her mouth dry and her heart beat faster.
A pair of big red gauze pants rose from the round and white thighs, wrapping the beautiful spring scenery hazy, looking at you
It was not until a goose yellow silver gauze dress with jade-colored sheepskin completely isolated the last expectation that Fang Xuejian then withdrew his greedy gaze, swallowed his saliva, sighed, and said: I don’t do the canary in a rich and elegant manner, but I like to be a busy and laborious sea. Alas, I really don’t know what some people think in their minds?
Concubine Jia was tidying up her hair bun. When she heard this, she paused slightly, turned her head to glance at him, and said softly: If this canary was locked in a cage and the sea could fly freely between heaven and earth, which one would you choose to do?
Fang Xue is a bit speechless
Long Hongling leaned into his ear and whispered: Think of a way to help them
Fang Xuejian stretched out his arm and wrapped it around her waist, put it on her ear and laughed: He said it was not a naughty man, it was someone else's housework, you should also insert it... Before he finished speaking, a shrill scream suddenly came from the yard, followed by a burst of rapid footsteps, and one person was about to come.
The five people turned their heads and looked at them, and they saw Yinshan Diao Qiu Wuyue stumbled to the door, holding a bundle of hemp rope in his hand.
He raised his foot and was about to cross the threshold when he suddenly fell down straight and slammed on the ground. His body spasmed and he was extinguished. The arrow on his back trembled.
A stream of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Qiu Wuyue's mouth, and a shallow pool quickly accumulated on the ground. Under the fire, the blood was actually gorgeous purple-red.
There is obviously a very powerful poison applied to the arrow
The rain is getting much more gentle, and the drizzle is like a soft brush, gently caressing every tile on the roof, with a slight sound
The ancestral hall was silent for a moment, and the five people stood in a daze, watching the purple-red blood flow out of the mouth of Yinshan Diao, which lacked two front teeth. The sticky blood squirmed like a worm, slowly climbing up a piece of granite, and then the second piece
The sound of liquid flowing in everyone's ears seemed to be heard
The tall and thin man suddenly shouted: Brother Qiu, brother Qiu... Run up to help Qiu Wuyue's body, shaking it desperately
Qiu Wuyue widened his eyes, and even his pupils and whites turned into gorgeous purple-red, looking extremely strange.
The tall and thin man was so sad that he was so angry that he stood up and shouted loudly: Han Zhiqi, you turtle bastard, you can fight with Grandpa Gao for life and death with him if you have a genitals. Hiding in a turtle cave and arrows hurting people is what a good man is it? Han Zhiqi, you are a brave Nā species, you are a castrator without eggs, I will fuck you for eighteen generations...
A few slight sounds of shaking bowstrings suddenly came from the darkness, as if the falling leaves were suddenly shattered by the sudden storm of wind.
At the same time as the sound of the bowstrings sounded, a bright ray of horses as bright as daylight was lit at the gate. The sharp sword light was like a dragon going out to the sea, swaying like a storm, covering his three-foot square circle, which was steadily covered by a storm.
Five sharp arrows as fast as meteors rushed towards us. Before we could get close, they were stormed into powder by the instantly surging sword waves.
This is the one hundred and eight styles of the Snow Mountain Sect that people are worried about and afraid of ghosts. The Snow Breaking Sword Technique, the style of breaking wind, breaking snow, breaking snow, powerful and sharp, invincible
Only then did Fang Xuejian know why the reckless Yinshan Diao Qiu Wuyue saw this tall and thin man, it was like a mouse meeting a cat.
The knife light suddenly stopped, and the man surnamed Gao rushed out
Two shrill screams quickly rang out in the dark yard, followed by the sound of some objects falling to the ground.
Hiding! Fang Xuejian's heart was pounding. These attacking enemies didn't know which team of people would die if they were hit by a ravine.
He drew his sword in his hand, kicked over the altar, and called the three of them to hide behind the table.
Although Jia Fei and Xie Zhen were very brave when they had an affair, they were scared by a few screams. They were already in vain and their legs were weak and they could not take a step.
Fang Xuejian smiled bitterly, grabbed a chicken and raised it behind the table
Long Hongling's face turned pale. He hid beside Concubine Jia, waved to him, and said: Come and hide, too.
Fang Xuejian smiled and shook his head, walked slowly in front of the altar with a steel knife, and focused on exploring all the movements around him.
The rain outside the door gradually stopped. Occasionally, the wind passed, and the remaining bits of the eaves swayed and fell down, tick, tick, tick, tick, in the dull darkness, the water drops hit the stone slabs, and the sound of falling apart sounded particularly thrilling.
Arrows are not scary, what is scary is the poison on the arrow
The arrow that is unpredictable and the poison that is blood-sealed, this is the deadly thing
Looking out of the bright room, I could only see the black in a yard, completely, like thick ink.
Fang Xuejian slowly turned his body, and crystal beads of sweat rolled down his face one by one, and he didn't even bother to wipe it.
A buzzing sound, the subtle bowstring vibrated again, but this time it came from the top of the head
The arrow whistled, and a strong wind broke through the air. Fang Xuejian had only had time to wave the scabbard. With a crack, a sharp arrow, a foot-2-inch long shot the rhinoceros skin scabbard into the opposite direction.
The purple-red arrows emit a dazzling light, less than half an inch from his temples
Fang Xuejian stood there stiffly, not sure if he was shot. Until he heard Long Hongling Ah's scream, he slanted his eyes and smiled, but actually just opened his mouth and then breathed a sigh of relief.
There is a black hole with a large sole of foot on the roof in the front left. Because it is close to a beam, it is difficult to find if you don't look carefully.
Fang Xuejian naturally would not give him the chance to fire the second arrow. The long sword came out of his hand, and a silver light flashed, smashing a tile next to the black hole, and the hole flew away.
A pig-killing howl quickly rang out from the roof. A heavy object fell down, crushing a large piece of tiles, dust and gravel suffocated down. More than a dozen beams beside the black hole were shaken and creaked, and then rolled down the slope.
The heavy body rolled down from the eaves and fell on the wet stone slab. With a bang, the water splashed everywhere
The water splashed the candlelight in the house, and the dark courtyard suddenly lit up
A thin figure suddenly jumped up, a ghostly sword swaying and flying, and the branches and leaves of a cypress tree fell one after another in the roaring wind
With a tingling sound, then another shrill scream, several fragmented remains fell from the branches one after another, and the air was suddenly filled with the fishy smell of blood.
The strong wind stopped, and a few slowly falling leaves struggled in the air reluctantly, then gently licked the wet mud, and the dark yard returned to silence again
The flames are getting weaker, and the bloody charcoal is in the basin. Bipe is making a sound, Mars are running around, and the room is getting darker and darker
Fang Xuejian held a chair face in his left hand and a chair foot in his right hand, which was both offensive and defensive.
He hid behind the wooden board with his head shrank, his eyes rolling around, looking around while raising his ears to pay attention to the wind and movements on the roof.
He slowly turned his body, and suddenly felt a pair of bright eyes staring at him. He lowered his head, but saw the young lady poking half of her head out from the edge of the table, looking at herself with concern, feeling warm in her heart, smiled at her, and said softly: I'm fine, without your consent of the golden mouth and jade teeth, I would survive whatever I said
Long Hongling's little face turned slightly red, she gave him a blank look, turned around and blew out the candles on the altar, and the room was immediately dark.
Fang Xuejian's heart moved. If there was no light in the house, it would be impossible to effectively aim on the roof and would not fire arrows easily.
He stepped forward, picked up the brazier and threw it out
The ashes lightly rise, and the dark red charcoal draws a striking arc over the yard. With a thud, it falls to the ground from afar, and then a series of hissing sounds.
The bowstring vibrated again, Fang Xuejian hurriedly lay on the ground and covered his head with a wooden board.
The moon-like sword light lit up again, and the clothes swept across the sky lightly, and the flying branches and leaves were swallowed by the instantly surging wind and torn apart.
The screams of despair mixed with the sound of the blade cutting the bones, making people creepy
It seemed that it was raining again in the yard. It was the sound of sticky blood splashing out from the cut wound, dripping from the air, from the branches, from the tip of the knife, constantly hitting the ground.
Fang Xuejian couldn't help but raise his head, and suddenly heard a painful groan in his ears. The voice of the tall and thin man was vaguely the voice of the tall and thin man. His heart trembled and he secretly called no, this master of swordsmanship wouldn't be shot, right?
A roar suddenly came from the treetop on the left, and a long sword flew out, dark and heavy, like a gray lightning flash across the sky.
A bunch of tree crowns on the right shook suddenly, and a shrill howl suddenly rang out, the branches and leaves separated, and a man in black fell down.
Six people in black who were sneak attacking were dead. Fang Xuejian was still lying on the ground and did not dare to move around. His eyes were circling around. He was not sure if there were any other enemies lurking in the dark.
The man named Gao finally jumped down, and as soon as he landed on the ground, his left leg suddenly became weak, he knelt down and a painful moan came out of his nose.
He stretched out his trembling right arm, pointed at Fang Xuejian, and said: This... brother...
Fang Xuejian hurriedly got up from the ground, with a wooden board on his head. While turning his head to observe the movements around him, he walked over carefully. After a while, he walked up to the man and asked softly: Gao Daxia, what's the matter with you calling me?
There was a book-like thing in the tall and thin man's hand at some point. He handed it to him tremblingly, breathing in his mouth, his throat was so hoarse that it was almost uninspiring, and said: This... is from the Snow Mountain Sect... The treasure of the mountain, I hand it over for me...
Fang Xuejian couldn't stop looking around in a hurry. He waited for a while but didn't see any movement behind the word "Join". He bent down and looked carefully. The old man's arms no longer trembled, his mouth no longer gasped, and he kept his eyes moving. Naturally, he was alas, and he went with his two brothers.
The treasure of the Snow Mountain Sect is not "The Snow Breaking Snow Sword Technique", right? Hehe, take it and see Brother Gao, it's not that I won't help you, but that you didn't explain who you want to give it to, I'll just let me do it. I'll borrow it for now. Amitabha, don't blame me.
Fang Xuejian put the book in his pocket with a smile, and his right palm was upright, and he quickly recited the "Mantra of Rebirth" and then rushed back to the ancestral hall, threw away the wooden stick in his hand, picked up the scabbard with an arrow from the ground, and called in a low voice: Miss, the enemy seems to be dead, let's go back quickly
Long Hongling said yes, got up and walked around the table, walked to him, and said: Are you really dead?
Fang Xuejian lowered his head and leaned into her ear and said softly: I don’t know, you can hold this wooden board and cover your head with it. I’ll call one, two, three now. When I call three, you will rush out as fast as possible and run to the street.
Long Hongling nodded and pushed the wooden board on his head
Before he could count, a man behind him said in a voice: Where are you...going?
Where can we go and you have nothing to do with you? Fang Xuejian said angrily
He has no good feelings for this old cow who likes to eat tender grass, even though he is a very famous old cow
Can you take us with you? Here... there are so many people dead here. Xie Zhen's voice trembled obviously
Take you guys away? What are the benefits of me?
I...I'll give you five taels of silver, and there are a hundred chickens to buy for five taels of silver.
Fang Xuejian was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, tears flowing out of his eyes.
He turned to Long Hongling and said: Miss, this great poet said he would give me five taels of silver. There are 100 chickens to buy for five taels of silver...
Xie Zhen heard the mockery in his laughter and said: If you think it's too little, I have twenty taels of silver here, I...I...
Brother Xie, do you know how much money I usually give to my servants?
How many?
Usually, ten taels are given, and at least three taels are given
Xie Zhen stopped talking to an official from the seventh rank of the court, and his monthly salary was only ten taels of silver.
How about it? If there are no other important things, let's take a step first. Hehe, it's still early anyway, and you can still be intimate when you close the door...
Wait... Wait, can this guy take a step to speak? Xie Zhen saw that he was about to leave, and he was anxious and hurriedly stopped him.
Borrow a step to speak? Fang Xuejian turned his head again and estimated in his heart that this old man had lived for most of his life. Maybe there was a family heirloom treasure hidden in his body. Let's take a look first and then talk about it.
What's more, I will change my way to the west tomorrow and throw them in the inn is not considered a violation of the agreement.
He stepped into the front of the table a few steps, held Xie Zhen's shaking body, and said with a smile: "My grandpa must have any family heirlooms that I want to open my eyes?" I will keep my eyes open and wait and see."
No, Xie Zhen pressed his voice very low and attached it to his ears, saying, I have a book called "The Demon Goddess Art" that studies men and women. I think the guy will definitely feel it...
"The Demon Goddess's Art"? Do you also have one? Fang Xuejian exclaimed in surprise
His book "The Demon Goddess's Art" was soaked in the Black Dragon Pond under the Goddess Peak for a night, and the ink was damaged and useless
Oh, I have also read "The Demon Goddess' Art" compiled below? It was a game work when I was young. There were many things in it that were fantastic. It was because I couldn't really think of it. The book I had on hand was a new compilation of "The Demon Goddess' Art". The things in it were very different.
Game work? But I already... Fang Xuejian couldn't help but moan
The wrinkles on Xie Zhen's face stretched gently like waves, and he smiled like an old fox who caught a chicken.
He took out a thin green book from his arms, stuffed it into Fang Xuejian's sleeve, and whispered: It's not too late to repair the sheep.
The room was too dark, Fang Xuejian gently stroked the smooth writing with his left hand. The familiar and unfamiliar feeling made him feel excited.
He stuffed the booklet into his pocket, pondered for a moment, and said: Okay, hurry up and clean up, maybe there are enemies outside, you can't walk fast, we run with you on your back
Fang Xuejian patted him on his shoulder, and without waiting for his answer, he walked over to discuss the matter of betraying people with Long Hongling.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the eldest lady praised him for his intelligence and carrying a living person behind him, as if he was carrying a shield on his back. The safety factor was much greater.
The plan was certain, and when the two of them packed up their bags, Fang Xuejian carried Xie Zhen, and Long Hongling carried Jia Fei, shouted one, two, three, and rushed out with his head shrank.
The two rushed out of the yard and rushed onto the long street. They ran for more than fifty feet in one breath, then slowed down and let the two go down the ground
At the beginning of the third update, the group of four slowly walked back to the Happy Forest Inn. The courtyard was dark and there were neither lights nor voices. The guests who were rushing to make a living had already rested.
Fang and Long crossed the wall with their enemies of old and young, and jumped into Fang Xuejian's guest room. Tonight, they had to spend a room for them to live in.
Fang Xuejian lit a candle, saw that the two of them looked a little embarrassed, so he yawned deliberately and said: It was very late, and the two of them were going to bed early, and Zhujing and I were going to sleep. He reached out to pull Long Hongling's little hand, but she skillfully avoided it.
Long Hongling's face was slightly flushed, and she flew out of the window like a slim foot.
Fang Xuejian climbed up to the windowsill, looked back at the two people in the room, and smiled softly: It’s late at night, so I won’t disturb you to rest. But the beds in this inn are not very solid. You must grasp the measure when you are exercising your efforts, haha, goodbye!
The windows in the lady's room were open, but the room was pitch black and there was no lights.
Fang Xuejian crawled in gently, and meowed in his mouth and shouted softly: Miss, don't be afraid, I'll help you catch the mouse...
As soon as the toes fell to the ground, a thin fragrance suddenly came to the crowd. A ball of smooth and soft jade birds pounced into his arms like a forest. Two slender arms climbed on their necks. The lips became hot, and their mouth was completely blocked by two soft red lips.
The girl's fragrant body was as soft as boneless. Fang Xuejian suddenly flew to the clouds. She was confused and felt that her heart was beating very fast, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
He suddenly hugged the cute baby in his arms and began to respond to her passion with his hot lips
The young lady's delicate face was as blushing as fire. The man's hot tongue trickled into her mouth, slowly wandering between two rows of smooth and fine teeth, and then a cunning dive forward, quickly finding the source of her sensitive tongue and trembling.
Fang Xuejian's lips held a soft earlobe, and gently held the two peaks standing proudly on her chest with both palms. The lady's whole body collapsed weakly.
If it weren't for her two arms hanging weakly on his neck, she would have fallen to the ground.
The man's hot lips gradually moved down, from his beautiful chin, his shiny neck, to his plump and towering chest, the process of trekking was slow and persistent, like a devout seeker
The peaks were full of mountains, and two rows of hard teeth gently bit the delicious cherries on the Jade Girl Peak. The eldest lady Ah's voice made her heart beat violently, holding his head and panting.
The young lady has a delicate figure and a soft and plump skin, and the touch is very good
Fang Xuejian put one hand around her slender waist, and continued to caress her shoulder blades to the waist with the other hand, then climbed up her plump round buttocks and rubbed them gently
Long Hongling's pretty face turned red, and her delicate nose kept whispering, and the place where the man touched her body had a warm feeling that she couldn't get away for a long time. It was a wonderful sour taste, which made people feel soft and intoxicated.
Fang Xuejian's palm quickly slipped into the lady's skirt, gently stroked her thighs through two layers of fabric, and then climbed up little by little, putting his palm on his smooth and tender belly, stretching out his clever index finger, and traveling through the secret grass.
Gently tease the root of her thighs
The two tender cherries swelled and hardened under his teasing. The eldest lady was so embarrassed that she couldn't raise her head, her delicate body trembled slightly, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind
The pleasure of being stroked by a man made her subconsciously spread her thighs slightly, and her cunning index finger drove straight into her, and the final position was lost.
As the lower body moves, the thick juice spreads over two beautiful petals.
Fang Xuejian pulled out his fingers, which were wet and slippery, as if he was applying a layer of oil.
The fragrance of nectar floated out, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, saying: It smells so good
Long Hongling felt weak all over his body, leaning softly against his chest, and said softly: You are dead
Fang Xuejian licked the nectar on his fingers, picked up her body in the waist, and said: No matter whether you are prepared for the damn "Seven Days Broken Heart Sphere", I will be a bad guy tonight
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There was a man in the Ming Dynasty who called Xie Zhen, who was blinded, but he was good at writing lyrics, and the lyrics he wrote were widely sang among the folks.
In the winter of the first year of Wanli, Xie Zhen arrived in Zhangde. King Sun Mu personally received him. While drinking and talking, King Sun Mu asked his favorite concubine Jia to play and sing behind the curtain. Jia sang a bamboo branch lyrics written by Xie Zhen. King Sun Mu saw that Xie Zhen was very stunning and simply asked Jia to come out to pay a visit. Jia was very beautiful, and she then sang all the lyrics written by Xie Zhen.
Xie Zhen was very happy and said, "What the wife sang is just a brief work. I should write a few good lyrics again to prepare for the needs of the palace." The next day, Xie Zhen presented fourteen new lyrics, and Jia composed them one by one, and the two cooperated very well.
Seeing that the two of them were so aggressive, King Sun Mu gave Jia and some generous gifts to Xie Zhen on New Year's Day the following year.
King Sun Mu is known as the beauty of adulthood and has a gentlemanly demeanor
The above is a story about the beauty of adults in "History of Music", which is quite credible
In the first year of Wanli, Xie Zhen was already seventy-six years old, and he actually had such great charm.
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