There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yangguan has experienced hardships and hardships of being hunted, and just when there is no way out, his wrist was suddenly gently grabbed, and he trotted all the way with a pull, bathed in the fragrant breeze, and reveled in his heart.

The shadow on the side is graceful and colorful, the size is well-proportioned, and the delicate body is enchanting with the running catkins, which is fascinating and reverie.

About 1.72 meters high, the white jade bracelet flashes on the wrist, the white skin is like cheese, the white background is Su Jinhua cheongsam, and the tall brown leather boots are particularly eye-catching.

A waist-length black hair flutters in the wind, and a plum blossom card is tied at the top, which is bright and dazzling in purple and shines in the sun.

"Can you swim, come with me...... Is it good-looking? Murong Yan opened her teeth lightly, exhaling like an orchid, like a lark crisp and tactful, and every syllable seemed to be knocked on the heart.

"Good-looking, uh, no..." Yang Guan's eyes were dizzy, his face was embarrassed, and he inadvertently lowered his head, revealing a look of bewilderment, and his forehead was sweaty, very much like a daughter, sweat!

"It's not good-looking!" Murong Yan seems to be a delicate father, her cheeks are red, her eyes are shining, her fragrance is beautiful, and her pink delicacy is spring.

"No, it's good-looking, no..." Yang Guan stammered, his heart was pounding, his breathing was short, and his thoughts were all confused. He didn't know what was going on, he was hot all over, why couldn't he control his mentality?

"Poof, cluck!" Murong Yan smiled again and again, and suddenly the spring flowers bloomed; Yang Guan unconsciously looked up and peeked, and then smirked, but his face was flushed.

Murong Yan's soft waist leaned forward and backwards, and with the laughter and enchanting surge, Yang Guan's imagination fluttered, and his heart was overflowing, and the experience he had never had before overflowed his body and mind, and he was drunk!

"Eight grid tooth road, quickly, search carefully!" The Japanese captain stood on the rockery in the front yard and kept urging the Japanese soldiers to launch a search.

"Hey!" The Japanese soldiers launched a crazy investigation, and the military dogs seemed to have traced clues and led Little Japan to pursue quickly.

"Suffer, you run, I'll lure away little Japan!" Yang Guan's color changed dramatically, the feelings touched were gone, and the whole body revealed a rich murderous aura.

Murong Yan was frightened, dizzy, as if she was happy and timid, her pretty face was a little pale, her little hand was clenched tighter, and her right hand also joined the ranks; Yang Guan didn't get rid of it, although he didn't use much force, but under the huge force, it was not something that ordinary people could easily bear.

"Don't, please, get into the water!" Murong Yan was flustered, but her mentality was quite calm, and she pulled Yang Guan to go down the lotus pond.

Yang Guan was stunned for a moment, his sensitive mind returned in an instant, and then he guessed everything, without thinking too much, and followed Murong Yan to quietly sink to the bottom, leaving only two circles of slight ripples rippling open.

After a while, the military dogs followed the trail, barking wildly at the pond, and the four military dogs collectively barked endlessly.

"Eight Geya Road, hidden under the water, how can the diving of the people of China be comparable to the Great Japanese Imperial Army, you go down!" The captain's eyebrows fluttered and he waved his hand to signal collective vigilance.

Little Japan is worthy of being an islander, shuttling freely in the water, flashing around like loaches, constantly searching back and forth.

At this time, the breeze is blowing, the lotus flowers are waving in the wind, the leaves are rippling, swaying with the waves, the pond is full of ripples, and the fragrance is floating several miles away.

However, the lotus petals are broken, the lotus leaves die, the pond water is turbid, and after a while, the pond is full of remnants, only a few lotus leaves remain, and the flowers wither.

"Your Excellency Second Lieutenant, there's nothing in the pond!" Little Japan is all swimming loaches, and the underwater kung fu is extraordinary, but nothing has been achieved one after another.

"Nani? Bage Yalu, is it a collective illness of military dogs? Bastards, all of them, group shooting, grenade bombardment! "The captain was unwilling, full of confidence but defeated, and returned again in vain?

"Da Da, bang bang ......" Little Japan went crazy, aimed at the lotus pond to vent, rifle bullets, light and heavy machine guns and grenades roared in unison, and suddenly the water column rose to the sky, and the pearl dew flew away like a waterfall rain.

The pond is full of fragrant lotus without a trace, the rest of the sewage and mud, surging and tumbling, the water temperature rises sharply, ten degrees, thirty, fifty..., scorched smoke and water vapor evaporate up.

The lotus pond stretches for more than three miles, the courtyard is dotted with twists and turns, the fragrance overflows the garden, it is really Murong Mansion, also known as the Lotus Xiangyuan, but it is a pity that it is destroyed in one fell swoop, and it becomes a rotten quagmire.

Little Japan vented for an hour, and the consumption was not counted, just to be discouraged. Because the army had already arrived, it was able to hold the positions that were about to be lost, but with heavy casualties, the Marines were reduced to punching bags.

"Arrest the culprit before ten o'clock, otherwise collectively capture the lost position and speak with facts!" Matsui Ishone's exact words.

It is conceivable that the Marines are boiling up and down, and the shame must be washed away with blood, and the answer sheet is submitted with the battle record, and there are no losers in the soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire.

As a result, little Japan went crazy, and the intensity of the search and arrest gradually increased, and it was raging in vain for the radical war it was doing, and it was almost crazy to search for the culprit.

Little Japan is busy, so angry that it smokes, but the culprit in their mouths is extremely comfortable, enjoying the coquettishness of the beauty, the coquettishness of the daughter's family, the panic in the heart, and the saliva is about to become soup.

Speaking of such a big movement, how did the two of Yangguan survive? There is a university question in this, and there must be a secret passage, and it is cleverly designed.

The secret passage is at the foot of the hill in the backyard, that is, at the bottom of the pond, about 60 centimeters of special-shaped steel plates, the surrounding green mud camouflage is extremely realistic, with the help of the dim pool water hidden, basically impossible to find.

A rope pulls and activates the camouflage board, and after entering, the lock rope is fixed, even if you find the entrance to the secret passage, you will not want to enter for a while, and the defense of the steel plate with a thickness of about twenty centimeters can be imagined.

"What a good place, where is the secret passage, it is clearly a treasure, food, hey, and weapons?!" Yangguan was stunned, the secret room was spacious and bright, and it was still illuminated by power fluorescent lamps.

"Fuss, let go, you're hurting someone!" Murong Yan's father is weird, dizzy, and delicate; Yang Guan came back to his senses, turned his head and crashed, his eyes were blurred and he couldn't move away, but fortunately there was no Hadazi.

Murong Yandai's eyebrows were full of spring, her delicate body trembled slightly, she was uncomfortable when she was looked at it, her heart was flustered, her breathing gradually became short, and she was embarrassed.

And Yangguan gradually fell, and the mind changed with the feelings of the girl who was just starting to bloom, attention, appreciation, emotion, fascination and that very pure sprout.

The breathing between each other was clearly audible, and the feeling of heat became worse and worse, and the heart was itchy, but there was no specific action, just holding hands and staring.

Murong Yan dodged at first, and then found that the shy little man's eyes were very pure, although there was a hint of possessiveness, but appreciation occupied an absolute position.

"Miss Ben isn't charismatic enough? He's ever seen a better woman than me? Her heart began to think crankily, but she didn't know that she used to hate the most lustful eyes, and you can't guess what her daughter's family thinks!

So, Yang Guan was originally so shy, and his blinking skills have changed, why?

"Western men and women do not avoid suspicion, appreciation is desirable, reserved is a Chinese virtue that cannot be abandoned, marriage is not advisable, if you like it, you will appreciate it seriously, and it will be imprinted in your bones!" Wang Hongjie's indoctrination.

Yangguan was attracted when he first saw Murong Yan, and it was normal for the first brother to be shy, after all, he was affected by the half-new and half-old, and he had been laughing and laughing for more than ten years, and he was more Burmese, and now it is like a flood bursting the embankment and flooding into soup.

He now knows Wang Hongjie's good intentions, and he wholeheartedly matched the marriage with Wang Yating, but unfortunately it backfired, and with Han Qiming, a-stirring stick, it could not be a fact no matter what.

"The teacher is not wrong, if you like it, it will be imprinted in your mind, smiling, shy and timid, etc., leave a thought, and it will not be in vain to die in battle!" Yangguan is very realistic, and there is a faint pain in his heart, and he hates little Japan for the spark of love, and he is buried in the fire?

"Ah, how do you look, better than your lover?" Murong Yan asked sourly, her voice changed slightly, and I felt pity.

"There's no comparison, each has its own victory, don't be angry, I'm hungry!" Yangguan gave an ambiguous reply to avoid the situation of sadness and separation.

"You have hands and feet, do it yourself!" Murong Yan huffed.