MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v4 Chapter 8 Fairy monk

The temple is full of glory.

Really really came to grab the queen!

"砰", Laoshangshu finally couldn’t bear the horror of today’s horror, and passed out...

Xuanyuan’s face finally changed, and Li said: “Dayu Emperor, you are too much!”

War North wild sneer and chest, do not care, look at Meng Fu Sha, eyes on the full hall of anger and surprise.

The public officials looked at the battlefield in the north, and looked at Xuanyuan, who was still laughing and laughing at the top of the throne. Finally, Qi Qi turned his attention to the center of the incident. The emperors of the two countries fought for the emperor Meng Fu and Meng Dawang. .

Her slender back is shrouded in countless eyes full of curiosity, shock, fear, and motionless, and the hand that stretched out to pick up Jinbao was in the air.

The delicate and graceful hand, like the invisible line that holds the eyes of countless people, is tightly tied to the height of a temple.

Half a sigh, the slender hand slowly descended, did not continue to pick up the gold treasure, but pressed on the incense case.

The battle in the north of the field is bright, the full hall Wenwu look changed, Xuanyuan face a cold, Xuanyuan suddenly began to cover his face with a low cough.

In a variety of different expressions, Meng Fu Sha finally turned around.

She looked back and smiled, and said: "It turned out to be your majesty... just, this palace really doesn't like to learn martial arts..."

Uh……

Everyone was stunned, and I didn’t respond to what this sentence meant. The battle of Beiye’s eyes flashed, and then he heard someone’s voice in his ear, and said: “Isn’t you playing enough? You don’t cooperate anymore, the old lady’s life. Really never forgive you!"

In the battle, Kitano raised his eyes and looked at Meng Fu, who looked sad and disgusted, but if nothing happened, he said: "Isn't it?"

Meng Fu shook his eyes and flew out a small Li Fei knife, and he slammed it in a row: "No!!"

The dark black eyes turned and the battle north field suddenly laughed again.

He smiled and smiled clearly and said: "Hey, Queen, you are still the same as many years ago."

Then he stepped back and sat down on the chair behind him. If nothing happened to the mandarin who was immersed in the glory of the temple, he said: "When I saw the queen, I suddenly remembered that when I was on the old Luoshan, I felt conscious of the Queen. I didn’t think it was good, but I saw that the Queen’s school was good. I once said that I had to teach her a set of swordsmanship for self-defense. Unfortunately, the Queen refused the sword of the scorpion at that time, and she went away. Wyan did not report that it was not a man’s. For now, I am so worried that I will see you in the temple today. The Queen’s style is as old as it is, and the past is over, I can’t help it...”

He is calm, indifferent, and does not feel awkward at all: "Just kidding."

"..."

The poor ritual Shangshu has just been awakened by the monks, and when I heard this last sentence, my eyes turned over and passed.

Meng Fu shook his arm gently - the madman said that he was disgusting. It was really not disgusting...

Dead child, play with your heart!

He really didn't want to disturb her "wedding" at all. He was just afraid that she would be worried about the last seven incidents of the strong kiss, and still angered him to ignore him, deliberately chasing and forcing, forcing her helpless. Next, the court expressed his forgiveness.

This is only a sentence of "forgive you," and he will play the battle of Kitano in the heart of a country's marriage and the state of the country.

Meng Fuwa convinced that if she did not fight against Beiye and said that she had never been arrogant, and the warlord’s desperate confession, she really wanted to be a temple.

In the heart of helpless smile, Meng Fu looked up and looked at Xuanyuan, full hall up and down, only has been facing the bottom, the eyes of all people see the most clear Xuanyuan, the most calm and calm, not only did not speak from beginning to end Even the sorrow and surprise did not appear - did he see that there was no anger and madness in the eyes of the North War?

Instead, she herself, back to the guy, forced him to rush all the way to "marriage", originally intended to see each other in the future, this also gave him no anger ... damn!

Meng Fu shook his eyes and saw Xuanyuan undulating, his face was blue and white, standing there and his sleeves were dizzy and gloomy, and suddenly he was in a good mood - haha, it was not me who was finished, you are unlucky.

She smiled and looked at Xuanyuan, thinking that the emperor was still a good jealousy, he just did things without any scruples, this has to change a certain Prince, still do not know to be like.

Xuanyuan adjusted the interest rate for a long while, and then the pressure of the chaotic anger came down. In any case, it is easy to turn things around. It is just the time of the squatting. Is it still arguing and provoking the incident?

He waved his hand and said: "Please ask the lord to continue to host!"

Meng Fu shakes the money and turns around, calmly accepting Jin Bao from the hands of the stunned singer, and pays tribute to the throne.

At the moment when she stood up, the ministers of the palace all called for a long breath and almost ran away.

This queen, it’s not easy to seal it...

The battle of Kitano is only deeply watching her back... When can she let her phoenix robes for her own eyes?

The emperor of Daxie turned his gaze to the blue sky, and also silently appealed for a long breath.

The road is long and it’s a long way to go... The beauty is like a cloud!

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With such a "benefit" to pave the way, when the afternoon opened a banquet in the front hall of the Chin-hsing Palace, the guests from all over the world were seated, the empress changed the uniforms, and the emperor both attended the banquet. It is quite logical.

When he came to him from the emperor, he smiled and took the golden scorpion, but he did not like others. I wish you some good wishes for a hundred years, just saying: "I was sorry to disturb the queen. I haven’t thanked the Queen for helping me many years ago. I would like to ask the Emperor Xuanyuan to let me alone to honor the Queen, both for apologizing and for repaying her.”

Xuanyuan smiled a little bit, let's say very generously: "This is what you should, please." Holding a glass of wine and talking to the next-door Shangyuan Zhongyong Gongyan.

Meng Fu shakes and smiles against Beiye to raise the glass, the large robe sleeves cover her face, and swears: "You are too much in the battle north -"

War North said: "It's easy to find you!"

Meng Fu shakes a glimpse, only to find that there are many wars in the north of the field. The eyes are dark and bloody, and even the cheekbones are raised, and the eyes are full of fatigue.

She looked back and thought that she was a bit too much. Although he was overbearing in a hurry, he should leave a letter and go.

Some things are yin and wrong, and he suffers bitterly. He sees that he is designing a sedan in the street today. Regardless of his own safety, he is the only one of the emperors of the country who is alone in the palace of the kingdom. He ventures to play his national civil and military games. It is really worried that she is too worried. I was eager to get her to fall. In fact, he just didn't do this today. Look at his appearance. Meng Fu Sha is also not accounting.

She sighed and raised a glass to him. The two held a cup, and the feast of banquet seemed to be "retrospective". In fact, they all said that they were irrelevant.

Northfield asked her: "Is there a little seven? I ordered him to come to you."

Meng Fu shook and said: "No, he came alone?"

In the north of the battle, the thick eyebrows wrinkled, saying: "People who make mistakes naturally have to take responsibility." He said the thought of Xiaoqi at the beginning, Meng Fu shook his frown and complained: "He is still a child, why is this to him?" What do you want to do? Hey..."

The two were on the Golden Temple. During the toast, they rushed to exchange the situation briefly. After listening to Beiye, they listened to the silence, only frowning when Meng Fu shook the dark charm.

At the end of the day, he said: "Should save the man, why do you want to do this fake queen? Why is it... oh..." He said half of the sight of Meng Dawang, he couldn’t help but live, and turned to the topic: "You want to help Xuanyuan pulled down Xuanyuan, I am afraid that it will not be good for Zong Yue in the future.

“Why is this?” Meng Fu shook sneer. “You look at it.”

When the two men touched each other, they let go, Meng Fuyao continued to toast, and when she arrived at Yan Lie, she smiled and said: "The Shangyuan Yan family, famous in the world, especially the Yan family, Xiao Hou, the age of the weak crown One of the sacred Xuanyuan, the secluded place of the palace, is also famous for a long time."

Yan Li’s eyes flashed a touch of ochre, slightly squatting, saying: “The name of the singer went into the Queen’s hearing, and he was so scared.” He toasted and drank the wine quickly, not like drinking alcohol, but it was like drinking. What is bitter?

Meng Fu shakes him and looks at it. If she is thoughtful, she has been busy recently. For a long time, there is no news of Yan’s shock. I don’t know that Yan Xiaohou, who killed her wife and slaughtered the master, is now, but look at today’s Temptation, not so good?

The next table was a visitor. Actually, he was an old man of Zhenwu. He was defeated by Wang Huayan of Cheng’an County under the cloud mark sword. He sat on his side with his wife, Princess Feng Yuchu.

Meng Fu Sha is to see the princess and want to give head to the head, but fortunately the eight princess is still normal - compared with the Buddha, everyone is normal.

Her identity is higher than that of the husband. When Ying Yingying stood up, he shook his toast to Xuanyuan Meng, and apologized: "The king of the country is dying, can't be personal, and asks me to be happy with my majesty."

Is the old man ill sick? Was sad by the death of Folian? Oops, a bunch of sons and daughters, all of them have the right to inherit the throne of the throne. Once the imperial power is replaced, the babies don’t break the head for that seat? Uh... At this critical moment, the princess was sent out for diplomacy - out of the game?

Meng Fu shakes and smiles, drinking, "Tongxi, hi."

Most of the gifts from the countries are gold, silver and jewels. They are large in size and have a small amount of sincerity. The most shameless is the first big country, directly moving the golden Buddha, the big one is big, the work is rough. Very, I don’t know which family workshop was made by the Emperor Otsuka. Meng Fu shook his face and drank his face, and he was scattered around the battlefield. He thought that he could give gifts, it’s not bad. It’s a stagnation.

In the end, there was a ceremony that attracted everyone’s attention.

From the Promise.

Xuanyuan and Wujibang were not very good. After the Emperor Xuanyuan was established, it was normal to make the congratulations, and even Xuanyuan did not invite them. Therefore, the gift brought by the Yuanzhi attracted everyone's eyes.

The heavily wrapped purple brocade box shines in the light of the night pearl, and Meng Fu shakes the color of the box, and the heart jumps involuntarily.

The box opened layer by layer, layer by layer, layer after layer, Yan Yan, who opened the box with his own hands, black face... The Promise came to ask, when I took the gift from the border, why didn’t I say that I had so many layers?

Meng Fu Shaan remembered that in the early days of Yaocheng, the waltz night Promise birthday ingot gift, the box is one layer after another, layer after layer...

She smiled a little, for some may be coincidence or perhaps intentional.

After the laughter, I bitterly bitch, pinching the Yuanbao's dead child through the sleeves. She remembered that the Promise had said that he couldn't get her news for a while, but now it looks like he got it? In what way? Do you have a dead mouse?

The mouse squats in her sleeves, my heart is easy, is it easy for me? God knows how to overcome the self-interest of love. Exclusivity overcomes the selfish monopoly of the gods and rats. It is a difficult inner struggle to pass on the letter to the master. I know that there is a large-capacity mail that is so far away from the poor mountainous areas that the signal is not covered. How easy it is to drop the line, ah...

The box finally opened when everyone’s eyes had to be smashed down, leaving only a small light purple kit, the craftsmanship was exquisite, flashing silver under the pearl, opening the kit, but nothing .

Everyone: "..."

Xuanyuan said with a smile: "The Promise of the Promise, the Prince of the Promise, is very talented, and he is very different from others. Now it seems that it is strange and strange..."

Everyone laughed: "Weird... weird..."

Meng Fu shakes his eyes and she doesn't like Xuanyuan's sarcasm!

Originally, I only wanted her to understand it. Anyway, the great-grandfather is not going to understand it, but now she is not happy!

The box will be taken away, Meng Fu shake suddenly reached out, pick up the kit, take a bag of ribbons, and then turn the kit.

The kit in her hand suddenly became a party.

The texture of the Jinpapa is so sloppy that it can be seen clearly and horizontally, but it does not hurt the delicate pattern. On the contrary, because of the sparseness, it is more than a few points and layers. The pattern is not necessarily clear in the near future. Meng Fu Sha took it far away in the palm of his hand.

Everyone "oh--".

It was actually a pair of royals who dressed up for men and women.

In the picture, the sea and the sky are full of colors, and the clouds are fascinating. Under the Xiaguang, the Golden Palace and the Jade Dragonfly fly in the clouds. In the meantime, the smoke flutters around the pavilion. There are men and elegant women, and they all smile and look at each other. At the place, the man stretched his finger to the sky, and the woman leaned back on the small jaw, gazing at it.

It’s just one finger, one side, and it’s silent on the picture.

Everyone in the heart flashed a word in a moment: the fairy monk.

Other than that, there seems to be no more words to describe.

After a while, Yan Lie first returned to God and smiled: "The fairy monk, after being used to compare Xuanyuan Emperor, is really appropriate."

Everyone wakes up and says, but they are also quick-reacting, doubtful and confused. The faces of men and women are not woven out. It’s a bit like looking at the body shape, but Xuanyuan is a landlocked country. There is no sea in the four worlds. Sea, where is it?

Meng Fu shakes the material of the Jinpa in his hand.

This is a branch of the Promise Silver Brocade, a rare and rare species. After the Great Hall collapsed in the lotus, the grandson and the Promise of the Sun.

"Thousands of silks."

The latitude and longitude are distinct and vivid.

Thousands of wires, thousands of thoughts.

Horizontal is also thinking, vertical is thinking.

Meng Fu Shao gently pinches the palm of his hand and looks like a sleek, smooth, silky brocade. His eyes flow more than the fairy tales. The long-term grandson, the grandson, the protagonist, wishing himself and his wife at the wedding. Fairy monks, let people thank you, and only you can do it.

But somehow, because Xuanyuan’s crisis has been confusing and confusing, it’s been a heavy heart, slowly sunny...

Putting the gifts one by one, Meng Fu shakes the peace of mind with the Xuanyuan, and walks around the hall to toast, the light is full, the silk is lingering, the solemn and luxurious royal music is rising in the gorgeous dome of Jiulong Feifeng, full of beads around The jade belt is crowned with gold, and the emperor is a monk who walks in the middle of the emperor.

At night, fireworks were set up above the water garden of the Royal Garden. The twelve clusters of rich golden flowers rose in the night sky of the indigo, and then the silky softness of the people opened, and the deep purple gold, red, green, blue, blue and yellow crows were all beautiful. Those hydrangea peony peony peony orchid jasmine daisy peach apricot plum, crowded clusters over the long sky, and then reflected into the jade belt lake water color, thousands of waves 粼粼 colorful overflow, shadows of people shadows.

The fireworks are scattered in the night, the emperor on the throne of the water pavilion, with the smile on the bar, the fireworks are bright and colorful, the colorful and bright pavilions on the pavilion are filled with the delicate jaws of the woman, red orange yellow green blue blue purple All kinds of changing colors are very fresh, but they don't reach the endless light of her eyes.

She looked at the fireworks, but her eyes looked through the fireworks and looked further.

On the side of the water pavilion, the black robes man's hand is standing in a glimpse, refused to participate in the amazing splendour of this flourishing world, only standing in the distance like a rock, watching the slender back.

Further in the water pavilion, the man in the palace, the women dressed in costumes are also silently looking up, in the eyes of the glass, the mind is clouded and destroyed.

In the winter of Zhaoning, the last fireworks were sold out, and it was extremely prosperous.

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In addition to the exuberant fireworks of the Ten Miles, Xiaoqi is still waiting for Zhao Gonggong.

He waited for a whole day, didn't eat or drink water, and some people couldn't see it. He advised him: "Today's seal, Zhao Gonggong must be too busy to come, and you will come back tomorrow."

Little seven nod, continue to wait, where can he go?

In the evening, I waited for a man in the palace, but it was not Zhao Gonggong. The imperial kitchen needed hard labor eunuchs, and the imperial family Li Gonggong came to recruit people.

The hard work eunuchs and the recruiting halls are different from the work of the workers. It is going to be castrated. Most of the workers refused. Li Gonggong’s face is bitter, and this kind of hard work needs a dead end. The ordinary **** can’t do it. Now these It is really embarrassing that the strong man can’t get it.

Inadvertently saw the small seven in the corner of the corner, watching him as young but a good bone, can not help but brighten up, went up and asked: "The family wants to be busy, you can't go?"

Xiaoqi’s eyes immediately put on the light--the chores. Last time Zhao Gonggong also said that he wanted him to be a servant. He was afraid to be an eunuch. Later he specifically asked that he was not an eunuch. He worked in the palace. Since it is not an eunuch, of course go with.

He has been wandering for a long time, and he understands the deception of personnel, and he has carefully confirmed: "Miscellaneous?"

"Miscellaneous, labor is active." Li Gonggong answered.

"I go!"

"Well." Li Gonggong opened his eyes and smiled. "There is still something to do, and I will give you a list. After two days, you will go to the palace of the Tiejia Hutong outside the palace gate to find the family, and the family name is Li."

Little seven nod, smashed the list and strode away, thinking about it, where should I sleep tonight? There is a bridge in Huguo Temple where it is windy, just there.

He didn't have money - he did three days of white work without running the silver, and he said that he had forgotten the silver.

The pace of Xiaoqi is heavily knocked on the long street. For a place tonight, I can enjoy the wind and rain, and I will be happy to see Meng Fu’s shaking and beating him tomorrow.

After she finished playing, he can go back and find his knees.

Not far from the Huguo Temple is the Gong Palace, from the head of the Long Street to the other end, a staggered point.

The long street is silent, the black and black road surface is illuminated by the distant light like the water surface of the abyss, the white flowers on both sides of the road, and it’s been alive and kicking for a while, and finally can’t resist the cold wind of the whole winter, all of them are dying, micro-volume The deep red and golden petals of the yellow side swirled from the branches and swirled, and they were pitiful in the cold wind. Stepping on the soles of the pedestrians, there was a bit of prosperity and desolation.

War North is returning from the palace.

His horseshoe stepped on the falling flowers, but he did not touch the scent of the beautiful, not quite sullen, and the black wind rides behind him, the atmosphere does not dare to come out.

In any case, my heart must be bad today. The so-called frank so-called care is not to affect Meng’s plan. No man sees his beloved woman standing on the side of another man and accepts congratulations in the name of someone else’s wife. Will be indifferent, even if it is fake.

He played Xuanyuan’s court, but in his heart, why didn’t he hope that there was another answer to that sentence?

The black wind rides silently, thinking that the small seven commanders are expelled, and Ji Yu leads the broken arm and walks long, and the left and right arms of the black wind ride in the middle of the arm are left because of the king of the king... Your majesty, too lonely...

The battle of Kitano is just silent, and he caressing his whip.

A figure who walked down and hurriedly rubbed his horse, ragged, and covered with dust.

The whip of the battle against Kitano is stiff - this shadow looks a bit like Xiaoqi.

However, he suddenly smiled in disapproval--Xiaoqi did not bow his head in this life. This embarrassing child never refused to bend his head. He also made fun of his neck. It was made by King Kong, and it was not bent. .

The ragged man hurriedly bowed his head and smashed his shoulders as he passed by.

The battle of the North is like a lightning strike!

Some people, because of their demure life, are raised by wolves, and some of the habits of beasts engraved in their lives can't be changed even after the world is over. When he tickles his neck, he forgets that he has his own hands, but he uses his head to lick his head.

Little seven!

In the battle, Kitano reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the boy.

Xiaoqi, who is contemplating, can't prevent him from catching it. Huoran will be angry when he looks back. When he sees the battle of Beiye in a blink of an eye, he slams into it.

He slammed so fiercely, as if he had to smash North from the North, and he swayed in the north, fixed his body shape, bent over and took him, and wanted to dismount, but Xiaoqi was holding his leg. The head was buried and motionless.

After a while, Zhan Beiye felt that there was a place in the trousers, and the place where Xiaoqi leaned was slightly wet.

The moist feeling is becoming more and more obvious, soaking the gown and straight into the skin.

Finally flowed into his heart.

Wu Beiye bowed his head and looked at the silent, licking his leg. He tried to suppress the child who still saw his shoulders swaying. He saw him covered with dust, wearing a ragged clothes that had not met the current solar terms more than two months ago. There are blood marks and calluses that are worn out because they are not used to working with tools.

Seeing that he was changing everything, only carrying it, still carrying the whip, even the position, did not move.

More than two months... This child who has been abandoned, who only has him and the black wind ride in his life, but he has been ruthlessly expelled again, what kind of hardships did he spend?

The black wind rides silently, and the watery light faintly reverses the face.

The battle north looked up.

The pale moonlight of winter illuminates the emperor's emperor, and he never smashes the wind and rain.

For a long time, between the eyebrows, slowly dripping down the water droplets, the water droplets gathered in the slightly sullen face into a ditch, and then dripped, dripping into the messy hair of the silent choked child.

To the pain, speechless.

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This night, on the long streets where the dead leaves of the exotic countries fell, the people who were sobbing and crying stood for a long time, until the cold wind blew the thin-skinned child.

Zhan Beiye immediately took off his big **** and put it on Xiaoqi and asked him: "Where do you live now?"

Xiaoqi was awkward, and I didn’t know how to answer it at the moment. I’m going to understand it immediately, and I sighed more guiltyly. “Tell me back to the museum.”

Xiaoqi shook his head and touched the list given by Li Gonggong in his sleeve. His work has not been completed yet. He has to go to the palace.

Warrior North sees his action and asks: "What's in your sleeve?"

Xiao Qidao: "Your Majesty, that is an uncle I met in the Regency Palace. It is a good person. I helped him **** today. I have to give him his money and a ticket, and wait for me to say goodbye to the uncle. I will come again."

He was fluent in this lie - a few days ago, there was a small worker in the palace who wanted to go out, and he used this word. He remembered it.

War North has never thought that this child wandering in two months will be reborn, and will nod, nodded and said: "Remember to come." And ordered the guard to let the horse out, gave him money to let him go.

He left with a black wind and walked out a few steps to look back at Xiaoqi. The child stood on the long street with his silver standing alone, staring at his back with his head tilted, and the moonlight pulled his shadow deep and plated in black and black. On the ground.

The battle in the north of the wild nose is sour, when I turned my head, I thought, this child is suffering, wait for him to come back, and compensate him...

He waited for Xiaoqi in the squatting hall, but did not wait for him to come back. Even Ji Yu arranged to follow the secret agent of Xiaoqi, and also lost him because of a moment of slack.

Destiny is arranged at every corner.

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On the second day, when Xiaoqi took advantage of the list, I didn’t know that the terrible prospect was waiting for myself. When I went to the palace, the new Xuanyuan “Yu Wenzi” ushered in the first important event after she entered the palace.

After the new post, the palace will be safe.

Meng Fu shakes his mood and decides to let the women of Xuanyuan’s family make a quick decision. She sharpens the knife and prepares to kill the chicken.

Xuanyuan thought she was going to kill the chicken to see the monkey. First, give the harem a horsepower. Meng Fu shook his breath and laughed at Bai Sensen's teeth. "There is no chicken to kill the monkey. If you don't, then no one is a good monkey." ”

She is a word, Senran said:

"All chickens!"