Forty-seven The heart is the leaf

When Jiaojiao came, she was in a good mood.

Today, Daddy is back, today, even if he is engaged, today, Long Jiaojiao wants to invite everyone to the palace, eat meat, and drink wine!

Singing all the way, happy life, potato stew beef, that's called a fragrant, oops, yes, yes!

Don't you know?

Suddenly, on the mountain road ahead, a person ran for his life, like a frightened rabbit: "Help-help-Jiaojiaojiao's help~~~~"

Then one of them, like a wolf and a tiger, and an eagle pounced on a rabbit, and when he saw it, he was about to be torn apart and killed alive.

"Stop!" Long Jiaojiao is, immediately made a decision and broke off!

The eagle freezes instantly!

The rabbit fled quickly: "Hahahahahaha!"

What is this, what is the situation?

Isn't it, wooden head?

As soon as he thought of this, the wooden head jumped over, snorting and panting, and tears flowed down two lines: "Woo wow babble~~~~~~~~"

Long Jiaojiao is furious!

That person was Ryu Zhen.

How can you fight?

How can adults bully children~~

But seeing that the wooden head has become a braised pig's head, or a braised pig's head with tears, how miserable and miserable it is, how pitiful and pitiful it is: "Woo wow, babble~~~~~

Long Jiaojiao's mood immediately turned bad: "Long Zhen!"

To say that these two people are obviously cultivating feelings, why did they cultivate like this?

This made Long Jiaojiao unacceptable, of course, which is right and wrong, has been decided: "Hello!"

The Great Dragon Sect Master. A spirit: "Come here!"

The heart says this. It's dead: "Immediately!"

There is no other way. This is called one wrong step and losing all the games: "Jiaojiao, listen to me, we are a competition, let's learn, let's learn!"

Talking, with his head down, like a schoolboy who has made a mistake, he walked over slowly: "Ahem." That, small, Fang Yin, ah......"

"Shut up!" Long Jiaojiao became more and more angry, pointing and scolding: "I have caught it, you still dare, dare to quibble!"

"Hmph!" Long Jiaojiao turned her back on her hands, raised her chest and raised her head!

Yes, Jiaojiao's eyes are bright: "Competition? Competition? If he can beat you, you will compete with him? Still fighting, how old is he? How old are you? This is not a clear display of bullying the small with the big." Is it a bully?"

“......”

"Look at it! Look for yourself! Look at this face, it's all red! It's all swollen, it's all crooked, and its eyes are slanted!" The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and he stretched out a finger and pointed: "Tell me, tell me yourself, how does this make him eat?

“......”

"Wow hate hate ha~~~~~"

Hateful! hateful! Ono Dao's hateful is better than the Demon Dao!

If God gives Long Zhen another chance, as long as it is once, Long Zhen will definitely kill him with one palm!

Then, throw it into the well and feed the lazy and greedy!

"You say, say it yourself, tell me, what should you do about this matter?"

“......”

"You, you, don't think that if you don't speak, you can get away with it, and those who make mistakes should be punished, punished, punished!"

“......”

At that time, Teacher Long, standing on the high steps, the lower left was a good boy who was bullied, and the lower right was a bad boy who was fighting, full of state and emotional: "Wooden head, don't be afraid, you watch, I will seek justice for you-"

"Smack!" At that moment, a slap was thrown over and hit the left side of the Dragon Sect Master's face: "Ahhh

At that time, Daoist Fang thought to himself: "Such an awesome character, there are times when people are slapped in the face, cool!"

At that time, the Dragon Sect Leader thought: "Such a delicate little hand, it will definitely hurt if it hits the face!"

At that time, Long Jiaojiao thought: "This is called hitting your face and hurting in my heart, wooden head, now you are happy!"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

After that, Long Zhen finally bowed his head, admitted his mistake, and took the initiative to slap himself in the face with his hand: "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Generally down-to-earth, never stealing.

This was again beyond Fang Yin's expectations, in the same way, Long Zhen also hid his strength, but this time it was intelligence.

In fact, the two of them have been fighting wit.

Uncle Cat was careless, Miss Mouse ran away, found the Tiger Queen, and cried.

Of course, it's Uncle Cat's fault, because Miss Rat is weak.

The Tiger Queen, uphold justice, say this, it's your fault, how can a cat bully a mouse?

But the original mouse, just half-truths and half-truths, deliberately swollen his face, not to seek peace, not to save his life, just to borrow the power of the tiger, to ask him, owe himself a favor-

A favor.

Don't forget, this is a mouse from the supernatant.

For the True Dragon Sect, the Upper Puritan Sect is just a mouse, and now the Dragon is really here.

One thought is death, one thought is life, he can't beat it, and he can't run away, so Fang Yin slapped him in the face, and he didn't have the luck to resist, so he beat him, beat him until he couldn't eat, beat him until he didn't have the face to see people, and beat until Long Jiaojiao found it, so that he could make a bitter meat plan-

But it was really recognized by the dragon.

So the dragon really wants to beat him back to his original form.

Long Jiaojiao is about to find two people, both of whom know it.

Once Fang Yin was beaten back to his original form, the bitter meat trick naturally couldn't be displayed in front of her.

So Fang Yin ran.

The bitter meat trick succeeded.

Justice is found, the face has to be beaten back, and those who make mistakes should be punished, this is Long Jiaojiao's idea.

Fang Yin is also at fault, he I provoked first, it's all a joke, it's better to forget it! Deceive and fool, a hundred ways, everything is just to get a favor, for the sake of Shangqing Fang Yin's life, don't say a face-

But Long Zhen didn't give him a chance.

Long Zhen will never owe anyone a favor.

So Long Zhen, slap yourself in the face, one at a time, one at a time. Because Long Zhen also wants to take a look-

"Alright!" Long Jiaojiao. I compared it left and right. Satisfied: "It's okay!"

Now, there are two pig's heads, one steamed and the other braised in the braised position.

The winner was soon decided.

"Hey, that's true!" Long Jiaojiao, heartbroken, love and hate: "You are a person, you know about fighting all day long." How many times have you said that you don't listen, you see, you look at you, how stupid!"

Long Jiaojiao stretched out her little hand and chose the steamed pig's head: "Does it hurt?

"It hurts. ”

"It hurts, that's right, you have to remember this lesson, and you are not allowed to fight again in the future, do you hear?

"Hmm~~"

"Fool, big fool. You're stupider than a wooden head, people hurt. I also know that crying, shouting, just you, you are stupid, you can't cry, you are stupid, you are stupid!"

"Hey, hey!"

"Come on, I'll blow it for you, it won't hurt if you blow it, negative ~~negative ~~"

"Why don't you kiss it?"

"Hmph, I know, kiss it, and call Daddy twice, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Poon!Daddy~~Daddy~~Isn't that right~~Is your heart beautiful~~Is your bone seam crispy again~~Is your heart happy~~"

"Hahaha!" Long Zhen laughed heartily: "Come on! Jiaojiao, come to Daddy's back!"

"Fly, fly!" Long Jiaojiao quickly climbed onto Daddy's back.

Is that back?

That's a mountain!

Long Jiaojiao, with her arms outstretched, shouted: "Flying dragon in the sky!"

So, Long Zhen, with his feet off the ground, slowly rose into the air, like a helicopter, in the posture of a Super Saiyan-

Fly away slowly.

This can't be fast, only slow, otherwise the wind will blow the delicate little face, as well as Long Zhen's heart.

Whereas.

Wood.

Head.

Brain.

Bag.

Yet!

Similarly, they are all pig's heads, so is the gap so big?

Defeated.

Defeated!

At this point, the competition between the two has finally come to an end, removing the false and retaining the true, referring to Long Jiaojiao.

It's not a skill to beat you!

Convincing orally is called ability.

No matter how you fight your wit, fight bravely, fight for the wind, be jealous, fly to the sky, or escape to the ground, Daoist Fang is no match for the Dragon Great Sect Master.

Fortunately, now, Daoist Fang, finally, has an understanding.

Who's staging the bitter meat trick?

Who is all this for?

Daoist Fang is a prop, an ornament, and a puppet, and the leader of the Dragon Sect is the director, the screenwriter, and the hero.

What is the meaning of square heaven and earth?

What is the hand of fate again?

At that time, Long Zhen was Fang Tian, and at that time, Fang Yin was an inch of land.

That hand has taken you, and how can it let you escape!

Miss Mouse, do you understand?

Of course, Daoist Fang is not Miss Mouse, and of course Daoist Fang doesn't want to be jealous of him.

If you are convinced, you must be convinced, and if you lose, you must admit defeat.

It's gone, and the play is over.

People must do their duty, don't forget the original intention, the golden jade dagger is behind him, only half of the national seal is transmitted, and more than half of the task has been completed.

Yes, and a pearl of the night.

is just a puppet, and the remuneration is also very rich, Fang Yin turned around and prepared to go home-

I can't afford to play left and right, and I don't play anymore!

Leave!

It's just that.

In my heart, there is a trace of loss.

And there is no willingness!

Could it be that this, everything, is a dream?

Could it be that she, really, forgot about Fang Yin?

People stand on mountain cliffs, facing the sea, the sky is endless, the sea is boundless, have you ever had a trace of loneliness?

What is love, exactly?

Fool, big fool, you are even more stupid than a wooden head of a wooden head!

Love, is love, this, do you need to say it?

So love, it's love, since you want to stay, why go?

There is a voice in the wind, who is calling and who is waiting: "Wood ~~ head ~~ brain ~~ bag ~~"

Very fine, very slight, chopped by the wind, but generally rustling, sweet, glutinous, watery: "wood ~~~~ head ~~~~"

"Head!" Daoist Fang smacked and turned around: "~~~~~~~~

Accept your fate.

At the same time, I finally thought of that one, these days.

All day long, all the time, even if you want to break your own wooden head, you can't think of an adjective.

It's called, cannibalization. (To be continued......)