Black Lotus Tactics Manual

Ling Miaomiao opened her eyes. In front of her, there was a unicorn pattern embroidered on the neatly-dressed clothes of Mu Sheng.

His body was refreshing and cool, and even the faint incense was with a cold fragrance. Even if his hand was on her waist, it did not make her feel oppressed.

Leaning on him is like leaning on a good satin bed curtain, with strange, noble, extravagant comfort.

Mu Sheng noticed that she was awake, slowly approaching, and the kiss fell carefully from her forehead, tentatively moving down, printed on her ruddy lips.

Her eyelashes were trembling, her body moved a bit, but she didn't struggle, and even lifted her chin to make it easier for him to kiss.

He had a moment of care in his mind-when she woke up, it was when she was the most obedient and the most temperless.

His arms tightened a little, and he kissed quietly and carefully, and Ling Miaomiao moved slightly.

The man in front of him was different, the sword went slanted, and he practiced "not a good person" from beginning to end. She had seen cold, violent, and arrogant looks, but in front of her, unexpectedly ... pure love.

-Anyway, she has never seen it. When someone kisses, she caressed her lips so carefully.

Her hand slid over his back and touched his long black hair. Her hair was also cold to the touch, as if covered with a layer of frost, it really looked like a mine.

The teenager stopped suddenly, grabbing her wrist nervously: "This, don't touch it."

She squinted at the white hairband she was still wearing while she was sleeping: "Your stuff is useless to me."

"That won't work either." He grabbed her hand and pressed it hard to his side.

Seeing the girl's black and white eyes still without fear, she touched her eyelids and sank her face, half intimidated or seduced: "Do you still want to be my 'doll'?"

"..."

Actually scared her.

She slapped it on the back of his hand and struggled mercilessly from his arms: "Get up."

Everyone expressed their understanding of Liu Fuyi's escape from the trial, except that Mu Sheng ridiculed him in a polite way.

The flower hall is very bright and is the place where the protagonist group gathers daily to discuss the case.

The sunlight passed through the window, and a spot of light fell on Mu Yao's hair: "Is Emperor Ji's madness hidden?"

"... Yes." Liu Fuyi remained silent for a moment, his expression dignified, "Someone tried to confuse Emperor Ji, but things did not go as she wished. After the incident at Xingshan Temple, His Majesty sent the alchemists in the palace for three days to study for the Emperor. Ji made a protective amulet specifically for evil spirits. The monster wanted to invade Diji's consciousness, but was blocked by this symbol. It's crazy. "

Mu Yao asked: "Who is that person?"

Liu Fuyi drank his sleeves to drink tea, and sighed: "Within Miyagi, there is little demonishness, it is difficult to distinguish."

"As soon as I entered Miyagi, I was kept watching. I could only stay with Emperor Ji. I couldn't make more contact with other people. There were four or five guards wherever I went. I couldn't get out of that day. I took the opportunity to accompany Emperor Ji out of the palace to relax, disguising my disguise and being able to get away for a moment. I thought of your inn and sent a letter ... "

He smiled happily: "I didn't expect to encounter Miao Miao on the street."

It was just that the girl didn't know the interests, and when the street shouted his name, he had to throw away the letter.

Ling Miaomiao didn't feel lucky at all. She glanced at Mu Sheng coolly-just to pick up the note, she was tempted by someone pressing on the tree, and it was really awe-inspiring and selfless.

She pursed her lips: "How did Brother Liu find the 'flower break'?"

There are many restaurants in Wufang Town, and the flower break is not the most eye-catching one, but from the moment the old storyteller appeared, it means that it has become the key to understanding all the secrets.

Liu Fuyi explained: "The black magic on Diji's body, the older generation gave it a name, called 'Tongxin Gu', Tongxin Gu is not a Gu, but is a confusion that makes the controlled person let the monster drive It ’s just a trick. It ’s called 'concentricity' because the guren are controlled by the monster's mind, so sometimes there will be confusion and the memory of the monster.

"I was next to Emperor Ji's bed, and I heard her say two abnormal words in the nightmare. The first sentence is," Liu Niang, please. "

"Durian?" Mu Yaowei thought for a while, recalling what he heard the day before, and thinking of the origin of this familiar name, "Is it the boss of the" flower break "?"

Liu Fu nodded his head, his expression became quite serious, and then said, "The second sentence is‘ flower fold, so it is clean. ’”

The clapper sounded, the old man waved his arms, and the colorful chicken feathers on his sleeves flew up and down.

"Midnight, the city is full of fireworks, the fire trees are silver flowers, and the Xingqiao iron locks open."

"Mr. Zhao saw the fireworks as he wished, but he wasn't on top of the firework show."

"The girl standing beside him looked up curiously at the radiance of the sky, and seemed to be indulged in it.

The bird under the seat was silent, everyone hung chopsticks, it seemed to see the eyes of the peerless beauty on the mountain.

"You said that Master Zhao is so distracted?" The old man smiled and shook his head. "At the beginning, Zhao Gongzi was restrained and proud, not that kind of frivolous son. After watching the fireworks, he and the girl were really one. Before and after, I was speechless all the time and became a stranger who met each other. It was just this girl, who was different from what he had seen before-seeing the amazing colors and shyness of others, suddenly seeing a person Unresponsive, on the contrary, she feels very comfortable and likes to talk to her. Besides, at this good night, two people at the same time want to climb the mountain to see the fireworks. Speak with her. "

"He was distracted, not paying attention to stepping on the foot, so he fell into the stone hole and hurt his forehead."

"The son of Zhao's family is a big family, and all of them are pulled by Qixiang vehicles. Why did he ever have this kind of embarrassment? When he was annoyed, he suddenly felt a fragrant wind, and a white shadow fell lightly, and he looked up. At first glance, he was stunned: the girl jumped down with him, and without hesitation extended a pair of catkins, and came to pull him up. "

The audience disturbed a little, and the low laughter was mixed with whispers.

——Lone man and woman, trapped together at night, is the beginning of a lot of bad sayings.

It's just that Murong's girl's family has the courage to jump down the mountain to save the heroes, but it's convincing.

"Mr. Zhao stayed with the girl in white for a night and said a lot. She only knew her surname Murong. She asked her name, but she couldn't tell. Her parents called her Muronger. Her hometown is in the extreme north."

"Somehow, when she said the land of the extreme north, he actually believed very much-the land of the extreme north must have been a snowfield, a pure white and flawless icy snow field, and only this spotless snow lotus came out. "

"At the foot of a high mountain in the extreme north, there is a very small village. There are only a few people in the village. Murong is one of the few female dolls in the village. Zhao Gongzi listened, and I understood a little-- No wonder the girl from the deep mountain has never seen a firework. "

"According to Prince Gong's temper, it is difficult for others to do what he wants. He likes reality, hates pretense, and hates to a harsh level. But Murong's words and deeds in front of him are like tailor-made for him. Moved my heart-in the past two decades of his death, for the first time, I actively fell in love with a girl. "

"When the wind lifted her veil, Young Master Zhao froze. His posture was beautiful, and the world praised him for his appearance than Pan An, but when he saw Murong's face, he thought that his appearance was hers. In front of you is the biggest decoration. "

"Beauty faces are made by heavenly creatures, all in one go, one point is faint, and one point is fascinating, she is the right one. What's more, she is naive in her eyes, as if she has not been contaminated by the world, beauty is not known Is the weapon of murder. "

Everyone held their breath, it was difficult to imagine what kind of beauty it was, and she could only perceive her abstractly, just like the soft clouds and thick fog of Fangzhen Town, probably the same kind of lingering, tangled Mianmian.

Ling Miaomiao's chopsticks unconsciously twisted the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the bowl and sandwiched it into thin pieces, which looked terrible.

"Mr. Zhao thought, this woman, he is going to make up."

"When a handsome young man hunts a woman with a win-win goal, no one can escape his palm."

"Murong's indignity is not a arrogance in her temperament. On the contrary, her temperament is very peaceful-you may not believe it, it is because she came out of the village under the mountain and has not seen this rolling red dust. A naive Woman, the first person she met was someone who had identified her as a wife. How could she have a chance to turn over? "

There was a slight sigh in the audience, and it seemed that he was not satisfied with how such a beauty was just taken into the bag.

Mu Sheng didn't listen too much, reached out and took her bowl away, and put a whole piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into her mouth.

Ling Miaomiao held the osmanthus cake subconsciously and found out that he hated the iron and held the chopsticks lightly on the back of his hand. "Listen carefully, listen carefully!"

The young boy's dark eyes flashed, and he held his hand in grievance, turned his head to look at the chattering old man, pressed the bowl, and began to eat her bowl of osmanthus cake.

The sweetness spread between his lips and teeth, and the corner of his mouth hooked up silently again.

"In March of this year, Murong married Zhao Gongzi. Zhao Gongzi was very happy. After marrying Murong, he felt that his life was complete, and he resolved not to return to Chang'an. He settled in Wufang Town wholeheartedly, Wan Guan's wealth could end up. Abandonment, merits and demerits can be thrown away-he doesn't care at all. "

"After we got married, Zhao Gongzi realized that his wife's perception of feelings was a little sluggish, and human accidents, and she probably didn't understand it. He taught it slowly like he did, just like giving an unpainted picture of a beauty. Like bright eyes-Murong's life in the honey and oil was more amazing, and she stunned the neighborhood. She was wearing clothes, jewelry, and even petals in the bath. Women compete to imitate. "

"Mr. Zhao naturally loves her, but he always feels that his heart is not at ease-such a woman has a beautiful face, a gentle and kind temperament, and takes care of him wholeheartedly. There seems to be no shortcomings. He does not know how to love her in order to match. It's as perfect as her. "

"..." The people on the stage listened and pondered.

"Soon, this unnecessary trouble disappeared. In May of the following year, the season of durian blooming, Murong's pregnant. Zhao Gongzi finally felt satisfied-the wife floating in the sky, finally seemed to step into the world, she He is about to give birth to a child for himself. Half of this child is his bone blood, which he cannot make without him. This is a proof of his love with Murong. "

"Grandpa Zhao held his wife's hand and drew plantains outside the courtyard on the table. This winter, she was pregnant with Rokko, and Zhao Gongzi smiled at her: 'This is the middle term of your heart and my heart, it is called the child period, okay?"

Mu Sheng's hand poured tea suddenly, the teapot lid fell off, and the hot tea path spewed out from the round mouth, and it poured on the back of his hand, and the skin on the back of the hand immediately turned red.

Ling Miaomiao was taken aback, and in a steaming heat, he quickly pulled his hand away from the desktop and scolded: "What's the matter with you!"

"..." His eyes were deeply dazed, and he seemed to feel no pain at all.