Niu Fei Zai Xia

Thinking of the strength of his own disputes, the solitary ink slightly frowned. After all, he is a selfish person, for fear that this statement will come true.

The leopard old guessed the thoughts of Du Gu Mo, but did not think that there was anything wrong with it. After all, the royal family is in the first place, and the national strength is still far away for the prince who needs to fight.

"Let's go and see if the owe money of the big prince is still there." Du Gu Mo found something distracting.

"That is, hurry to collect the money, do not let him change." Leopard old fully agree.

However, Du Gumo suddenly remembered one thing: "I heard that the big prince’s think tank, Maitreya Master, had a stroke after the court hearing last night."

"Ah, haha." The leopard couldn't help but come out: "So the master, do you think that if Zhou is a metatherapist, would it be treated by Yuan Lei for the Maitreya?"

"I don't know if I am willing. But if it is treated, there must be another income." Du Gumo thought that the eccentric gimmick of the elf must take the opportunity to knock on a bamboo stick and suddenly feel better.

The two said with a smile, but also deliberately transferred two maids from the government, two of the best handlebar style, driving the prince's own horizontal carriage to the Yuantherapy Hall.

Wu Hao and the master of the piano went together.

"Mr. Namo seems to be interested in you?" In the soft car, the owner of the piano said intentionally or unintentionally.

Wu Yan smiled and said: "Master, the guy is a hot-headed man. Since he is going to practice meta-therapy, the things of men and women will naturally not enter my heart."

Actually heard the last sentence to know the next sentence. The main hall of the piano is very different, but it is very clear. How can a woman who can be called a think tank guess what she thinks? There was no shy expression on her face. It seemed that there was no affection for the Prince of India.

"The royal approval of Xuanwu Emperor has not yet arrived, you can't call me Master." Qin Dianzhu reminded again. Even for the second time, she was not impatient.

Just now Wu Hao ruined her Bai Yu mat, and the piano master was not angry. Obviously it was quite preferential treatment and it could be said that she began to love her.

"It's too particular about the form! Isn't the Xuanwu Emperor not approved, I can't learn?" Wu Hao protested.

"What are you worried about? If you don't approve it, you will only have one meaning. You still need to congratulate you." The master of the piano slowed down, but his eyes paid attention to Wu Hao's performance.

Wu Hao made a disgusting look: "I don't want to be a prince. Even if the queen does not do it."

A clever gimmick, I really heard the last sentence. The main hall of the piano praises that this is a peerless qualification. I just don’t know if Xiao Ruoyao, the legendary genius of the legendary Qi State, is more powerful.

But that Xiao Ruoyao has already practiced Xuanwu, and it is impossible to practice metatherapeutics again, so there is no need to consider the contrast in this respect.

After returning to the Yuanhe Temple, many disciples greeted the door.

The main owner of the piano took care of Wu Yi’s unsuitable clothes and directly changed the soft car into the inner court.

"Arrange her to take a bath. Good life to entertain." Qin Dianzhuo disciples and the next people care.

Wu Hao went to take a shower, and also deliberately washed the hand of the replaced Bibi shirt.

Fortunately, the flow of Bi Bi water does not invade, not being dyed.

This is to make the female disciple who does not know the truth sigh in the heart: see, even if it is soaring, it can wash itself and not throw it to others. It seems that this week's character is good.

Women like gossip. Soon, the news of Zhou Weiru’s astounding qualifications spread.

Wu Hao changed into a new cyan dress, and took a small parcel with a flowing shirt to go out of the bathhouse, and was surrounded by hundreds of people.

Fortunately, Wu Hao's face is thick, but she didn't mind.

"Today I will take you back to the Yuantherapy Hall. The main purpose is to let you know the situation of the Yuan therapist after he is old." The master of the piano took Wu Hao and walked around.

There is a long-term old yuan therapist in the Yuan Dynasty. Although meta-therapy can make women's youth more stagnant than others. But it is still difficult to avoid aging. Therefore, many old yuan therapists found a man to marry as soon as possible before they got older.

Most of the old yuan therapists who are still in the temple of Yuan Zhen are no longer like men or women, and live with each other.

The owner of the piano took a walk around Wu Hao and asked: "You can understand what I mean."

"Understood. I have no preparation for looking for a man." Wu Hao nodded seriously.

Smart gimmick. The owner of the piano also emphasized that after the practice of metatherapeutics could not be taken out of the cabinet, he took Wu Hao to the medicine court.

There is a medical inventory in the Yuanhe Temple with metatherapeutics. It sounds difficult to understand, but in fact it has a very important role.

"After the practice of meta-therapy, the woman should not have contact with the man. Especially the love of men and women is absolutely forbidden." The main speaker of the piano slammed his face and warned: "The medicine cabinet here is the sand for the female disciple." of."

Point sand?

"Shougong Sand." The main lord of the piano took Wu Hao into the medicine cabinet, and took a something similar to a brush on a Dan furnace that was brought up by a few people: "On your forehead, cinnabar, this It is a characteristic of a female disciple of the Wu Guoyuan Temple."

Similar to the brush on the point sand pen. The black ink is exceptionally obvious.

"Are you ready?" asked the master of the piano.

"Hey... can't you go up on your arm?" Wu Hao didn't want others to look at the top cinnabar on his head.

The main hall of the piano is: "The guardian sand that points to the forehead, one is to warn you, and the other is to warn others not to tarnish your heart. This is our traditional rule, and it cannot be levied."

Although the master of the piano is very much moved to Wu Hao, there is no compromise on this matter.

Wu Hao can only do it.

A little burning sensation came from the forehead. It was the master of the piano who had a special cinnabar in her eyebrows. ”

The owner of the piano watched with satisfaction the black cinnabar ink turned red in her forehead until Zhu Hong was bloody, and then put down the sand pen: "Well, for three consecutive days, the cinnabar is shaped."

Wu Hao is worried in his heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you want to quietly change back to Xiao Ruoyao's identity, you can easily reveal your identity because of this guardian sand.

The main hall of the piano said: "Today you are tired, and go to rest. When the Xuanwu Emperor's royal approval is approved, a teacher ceremony will be held. Come and take her to the Tianzi No. 1 room."

Wu Hao retire, and the next person leads her to rest.

The arranged room is actually the upper room next to the inner hall, and it is the most close to the core of the temple. It seems that the master of the piano has seen her quite heavy.

The main hall of the piano was waiting for Wu Hao, and my heart was strange: How did the Xuanwu Emperor’s royal approval still not come down?

In the palace, the Xuanwu Emperor is in a good mood: "Haha, under the jurisdiction of the scorpion, there really is such a female genius!"

The spy head of the espionage congratulated: "If you can practice Yuan Yuan in the week, it is more certain that she is not a scholastic Xiao Ruoyao."

Xuanwu Huangdao: "But the royal approval of you and placed in the next day to send out, to control her genius, always want to be a dull son. Do not help the seedlings, so that her heart is too high."