"Then let's make a decision, brothers, Master Xuanzhen agreed, please go to the entertainment city tonight, everyone is happy" Li Shenjin laughed loudly, raised his hand, and shouted loudly with all his might. し

More than thirty men instantly turned into more than thirty wolves with red eyes and dripping tongues, and the ghosts cried wolf. Except for the little senior brother, this Buddhist disciple who looked like dung shook his head, left the crowd and stood behind Duan Shaojun with a boring expression, naturally showing his attitude, his childlike body still has to be maintained.

When Daoist Xuan Zhen saw the thirty or so guys who were jumping up and down and crying wolves, his originally proud face instantly petrified. He felt as if the money in his pocket had been winged at this moment, and he danced leisurely and flew into the distance.

The devastated Xuanzhen Daoist was finally escorted to the Happy Paradise under the enthusiastic escort of the elated soldiers. On the same day, the private money of the Xuanzhen Taoist was decreasing at the rate of the stock market crash. was so distressed that when Daoist Xuan Zhen went to bed that night, he didn't even call the two of them. You must know that although the Xuanzhen Dao is very old, he is a wolf seven times a night in the second and eighth scriptures.

In the middle of the night, Li Youwen, whose throat was dry and about to breathe fire, finally opened her eyes, and all that was in the night was the flickering candlelight in the tent, and the faint glimmer of light from the thin slit between the iron stove and the kettle.

Li Youwen tightened the wrapped blanket, she couldn't help but be a little distracted, and a little shy, before she was drunk and unconscious, she still had some impressions, the embrace that made her feel warm and safe was no longer there, and the hearty crying and venting in the afternoon made Li Youwen feel like she had uncovered the most painful scar, but when the heart-rending pain passed, she was relieved that she had never been.

The depression in my heart seemed to turn into rain with the tears that poured out, splashing on the fragrant grass. His own world also seems to have become vivid at this moment. And the scar that was uncovered at the bottom of my heart seemed to have signs of gradual healing.

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And all of this is because of a person, a person who was disgusted by a misunderstanding at first, but then because of his reserve as a woman and identity, he couldn't let go of his body to apologize, and he has been awkward to treat each other.

And he has solved his own difficulties again and again, but he has made these problems that he can't solve become opportunities and opportunities to solve one problem after another. even saved the lives of himself and the remaining soldiers around him, and even, despite his misunderstanding of him, he brought himself safely to the heart of Qihu, but miraculously turned the danger into a disaster, and he survived nourishingly, and he has been given the opportunity to return to Datang.

Now, he is about to leave here, and he has to stay in this foreign country, thinking of this, Li Youwen, who was still full of sweetness, suddenly felt heartache. And no matter what, the mood to try to save Duan Shaojun back to Datang became more and more determined.

And when he thought of it, he was already engaged, and not only that, this hooligan actually already had two concubines, which made Li Youwen can't help but feel a wave of evil fire in her heart. But the question is, can he be blamed for this Li Youwen looked dazed and at a loss.

All night, Li Youwen didn't even feel a trace of sleep, just under the torture of such tangled and complex emotions, she didn't sleep all night, but unfortunately, the person she missed was very invisible, and slept in a big word in the soft fur and bedding, and even snorted sweetly.

Early in the morning, Duan Shaojun yawned a lot, opened his eyes, and saw Qi Da and they were busy with breakfast, which was naturally noodles, in this camp of the Qihu barbarians, although there were absolutely no things like rice and vegetables, but like flour and the like, some could still be found.

Although he can't eat rice from Jiangnan, Duan Shaojun is not averse to pasta, not to mention using mutton to accompany pasta, which is definitely a perfect match. Whether it's mutton noodles, or mutton steamed buns, or mutton roasts, or mutton burgers, this thing doesn't seem right, but it doesn't matter, in the eyes of excellent traversers, nothing is impossible.

Eating mutton fire, not bad, mutton stewed very authentic, even mutton is stewed very soft and glutinous, plus the marinade is very sufficient, but also mixed with some wild edible green wild vegetables on the grassland, sandwiched in the baked crispy bun, chewing that is called fragrant, especially eating buns, there is also a bowl of delicious mutton soup next to it, it is really people have to sigh so delicious, it is really the best in the world.

"These are called eating, look at how those Qihu barbarians eat, in addition to roasting mutton, that is, boiling mutton, boiling mutton without even salt, which is like our son, you can make flowers with flour casually, tsk, this thing is on par with that mutton noodles, but it tastes unique" Although Xu Zheng was stunned, his kung fu was not bad.

"As long as you have a lot of mouths, why don't you eat quickly and bake more cakes, you will have to return in two days, so you have to prepare more dry food for those people." Duan Shaojun glared at this guy and scolded with a smile.

After eating and wiping it off, Duan Shaojun's eyes fell on Xu Qing's body. "What Xu Qing, come over when you have finished eating, I have something to look for you, Childe."

"Childe, it won't be another script" Xu Qing, who was eating hotly, couldn't help but look bitter, no way, who let Childe be too much, write the book yourself, but don't do it, Childe dictates, but he has to write, at the end of the day, writing is sore, but he is still disgusted by Childe, saying that he writes slowly, and he thinks that he writes too much and the handwriting is irregular.

This is not a joke, I am afraid that even if it is too learned, or those literati of Guozijian do not write more than a day in a month, after the hands are sore, the handwriting is naturally no longer regular.

"Nonsense, if you don't write a script, do you want to draw a living Spring Palace" Xu Zheng next to him laughed, and then directly hit Duan Shaojun's black foot, kicking this thing out of the camp tent with half a bowl of mutton soup left, causing bursts of laughter outside.

After kicking Xu Zheng, Duan Shaojun, who felt refreshed, rolled his eyes with ghostly admiration, and then glanced at Xu Qing again, seeing that this thing was hairy. "Childe, what are you thinking?"

"Well, you're writing too slowly, I'm afraid you can't hurry. It seems that Ben Gongzi only has to create the script by himself. Duan Shaojun touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Hearing this, Xu Qing was directly relieved. "Childe's words are very good, if Childe you do it yourself, this book will definitely be much more wonderful than the small one."

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"Nonsense, what you wrote is not the same as it was created by Ben Gongzi, do you think that it is your creation, it will not work" Duan Shaojun glanced at the dart with disdain, and then smiled gloomily. "You don't want to copy the notebook, do you?"

"Hehe, the son is really sharp-eyed, the little one has to be busy with other things, or you see, how about letting Xu Zheng's guy come over to help Don't look at that guy's chatter, in fact, his calligraphy is not bad." Xu Qing said with a dry smile.

", that Xu Zheng's words are no better than dogs, and it's a shame that you recommend that guy." Qi Da next to him complained with disgust. In exchange for a hateful look from Xu Qing, Xu Qing, who had been exposed for his sinister intentions, could only blink desperately, staring at Duan Shaojun with a blank look, hoping that Duan Dagongzi would let him go.

"You, go and find me those eagle hunters in the Totuo Sea, pluck the two longest flying feathers from the wings of each eagle and get them for me, and my son can let you go, otherwise, you will have to be a coolie for my son." Duan Shaojun grinned at Xu Qing viciously, and commanded in a gloomy voice.

"Ah Childe, you want those Qihu barbarians to play with me, right, those hunters who boil eagles, but they regard those eagle cubs as their treasures, you, you are too embarrassed to be small," Xu Qing cried with a sad face, very desperate.

", if they still treat the eagle cub as a treasure that can't be touched, you can throw it directly into the water in front of them and see if they will lie down like dogs and lick it in the stinky pool." Duan Shaojun's red eyes rolled, snapped his fingers, Qi Da laughed twice, brought a small wooden box, and approached Xu Qing to open it.

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