MTL - Joy of Life-Chapter 32 Leisure year

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The leaves flowed, and then went, really like the clouds flowing around the sky, never leaving a trace. The residents of Zhangzhou City did not know that they often respected one of the four great masters who were mentioned in the chat. They used to come to Ganzhou to drink wine, fight and sing songs.

Wu Zhuwei is worried. There are not many people in the world who know their relationship with Miss, but Ye Liuyun is one of them, and it is completely incompatible with his guru identity. It is a famous big mouth.

Ye Liuyun came to Ganzhou. This thing was too well-behaved. When he saw one side, he left, and Wu Zhu did not believe it.

Fan Xian believes that Ye Liuyun is really just a very simple traveler. He patted the shoulders of Wuzhu and comforted him: "Who said that masters and masters can't travel?"

This is just a pure intuition.

His instincts have always been accurate, and he always feels that there is something wrong with the old man in Kyoto. The supervisory court, the assassin, and the second wife who are more daring than the tigress...so he thinks that his father, the Earl of S, is not as simple as it seems. At least it is much more powerful than Cao Yu’s slave.

But his direction of thinking has completely gone astray.

- He guessed whether his cheap boss would be the illegitimate son of the former emperor Lao Cheng Wang, because when the grandmother was a nurse in Cheng Wangfu, the old emperor let her take it back for adoption. Now, the Earl of Sinan, because of his heart-breaking life, hates his half-brother in a dragon chair, and he can only be a small count, so he plays a tiger and eats a tiger. In the dark, he and the police and all reactionary forces that can be used. Collusion, organized a group of private forces, want to accept all the property of the emperor's current adult.

And what about yourself? Because the mother is undoubtedly a big man, it has become a product of a marriage of family interests, and its existence has a very important role in the father's rebellious cause.

When he told Wuzhu when he made his own leisurely boring, Wuzhu, who had always been a mountain landslide and did not change his color, couldn’t help but smash the kitchen knife into the cutting board for a teenager. Crazy imagination, expressed a certain degree of respect.

It is precisely because of this that Wu Zhu decided not to leave him with Zhangzhou for the time being.

Since the mad teenager is not worried about the future, his face is still shy and full of curiosity, and he is always ready to devote himself to the ruthless countdown of the Earl of S, and it seems to be a danger to this paradox. I don't care, what is the fear of the bamboo?

Wu Zhu has never worried about his life and death, but he is worried about his leisure. And once Fan Fan appears to be extremely abnormal, he is not worried. Wu Zhu will go with him - just like Fan Qi began to drink alcohol at the age of five - Wu Zhu is only responsible for protecting the safety of Fan Xi, but will not give it too much. More opinions.

From the bones, this pair of master servants, the masters and apprentices are very lazy and daring characters - they are not not conspiring, but feel that sometimes the force in their hands is more powerful than the conspiracy, the next consciousness will be others The conspiracy is seen as a cloudless thing, so come and come.

The so-called Mingyue Dajiang, the so-called Qingfengshan.

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In fact, Fan Xian is not a bright moon, but a shameful eyebrow. He is still afraid of death, because he does not have the peerless means of Wuzhu, but he knows that if there is a supervisory institution behind him, there is still a side. This nephew servant, then it is not so easy to die.

After seeing Wu Zhushu and one of the four masters, Ye Liuyun, on the cliff, he was greatly shocked. In the martial arts, he finally realized the beauty of the tea ceremony and the book. The beauty of art. Therefore, he temporarily stopped the work of copying the Dream of Red Mansions and devoted himself to the practice.

Wu Zhu himself does not have a brilliant sword boxing, but he has a lot of research on **** a person. He is quick, accurate, straight, and embarrassed. He once said to Fan Xi: "Don't believe that the arc is harmonious. If you want to attack each other, then you must take a straight line, use the fastest speed, take the shortest distance, and cause the most irreversible damage to the other party."

Fan Xian immediately thought that Wu Zhushu jumped directly from the cliff that day. He thought that this was the shortest distance. He smiled and shook his head. He didn't know that he had to reach that realm. I don't know what year and month to wait.

After a day of radish silk children's tutorial, Fan leisure waved his right arm with a slight sour feeling, looking at his back to his five bamboo, curiously asked: "According to what I said before, how many levels do I have now? ”

"Seven levels of true gas, three levels of control."

Fan Xian quickly calculated the result: "The average is five, higher than the fourth, you can get a diploma." The teenager is slightly proud, beautiful eyes are slightly proud.

Wuzhu shook his head: "If you are lucky enough to kill a seven-level character, if you are lucky enough, then a three-level thief may ruin your life."

Fan Xiao smiled and sighed, thinking that the young uncle really talked directly enough, but his luck seems to have been very good, otherwise it is impossible to rush to the world after death.

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After Ye Liuyun came, Fan Xian’s life in Chenzhou was truly peaceful, and there was no assassin to find trouble. The second wife heard that she was seriously ill and became a lot more honest. The letter of Fan Ruo Ruo in Kyoto is still sent every month. Fan Xian is staying in this seaside town, eating tofu, copying small books, occasionally wearing colorful clothes and filthy old ladies, drinking at the grocery store. Cut the radish and give it to yourself, and the days are very light.

One day, there was a mirage on the beach. The residents of Zhangzhou Port ran out to watch the excitement. Although they were all living on the beach, they could still see the imaginary islands on the sea level, just like the fairyland.

Wuzhu became weird, closed the door of the grocery store, walked to the remote seaside, and walked up to the cliff, quietly "looking" at the picture there, seeming to think of something that made him very unpleasant.

The mirage lasted for a long time and was scattered for a while, but he still looked at it quietly.

Looking across the black cloth, as if he was not jealous.

Fan leisure climbed the cliff, and the upper body of the ** appeared very well-proportioned. He had already got rid of the slim figure. He looked at Wu Zhu and sat there quietly. He did not bother him. He sat down with him and looked at the side. The sky is reflected in the general color of the fire by the sunset in the west.

After a long time, Wu Zhu suddenly asked coldly: "How old are you this year."

Fan Xian put his long black hair behind his head and tied it up casually, revealing the beautiful face of the childish beauty that finally showed its heroic spirit. He smiled and said: "Sixteen."

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