Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei

"Don't be excited!" Thirteen picked up the scorpion, and carefully smeared her soup with a corner of her mouth. The gentle way, "Let's go over after dinner."

"Yeah." Hua Yuman made two mouthfuls and made two meals. He quickly finished eating the dishes in the bowl, and then looked at the outside with curiosity and doubt.

She did not broadcast any news of the flower to the mountain, but how can someone burn the mountain at the time of the divination?

Is it a prank? Or is it a fake private?

Mo Ziting also eats very quickly. She also wants to go out and see what people are so bold and pretend to be deceiving.

Thirteen is as calm as ever. After eating the meal, he still took the little feathers that were in a hurry and sat for a while. When the rice snow marks went out, they said that they did not go wrong.

There are many large and small tents on the large grass at the foot of the mountain. These are the temporary residences of people who came to the martial arts conference early. Among the light tents, one of them is pink and purple. The tents are exceptionally special. The tents are filled with various flower pots. People have spontaneously arranged long teams. Everyone is talking about the flower girl and divination. Everyone is very excited.

Everyone has silver in their hands, one by one, and they all get a beautiful blessing bag when they come out. Everyone’s face is full of smiles. It’s not hard to see that they are really happy.

Hua Yuman was curious in his heart. He took Mo Ziting and went to the queue, but left and right, etc., they couldn’t get them for a long time, which made Mo Ziting lose interest.

"Maner, it is a fake, we might as well rush in and look at it." Mo Ziting's words are finished, the brain is stunned and tapped. "Do not let out the idea of ​​reading; enchanting!"

Mo Ziting was not happy. "How is this a bad idea? It was originally a fake."

"Then you please come really?"

A fascinating sentence made Mo Ziting wake up suddenly and slammed his own brain. She actually forgot this shackle, even if she knew that Man is true, she could not poke in person!

But is it hard to see a counterfeit goods cheating here?

Mi Xuexun immediately stopped a man who had received the blessing bag and asked: "Is it really a flower girl inside? What is in this blessing bag?"

The man looked at him strangely and said seriously: "Of course, the flower girl, the younger brother of the flower girl. When I entered, they put the wooden nameplate with my name in the blessing bag. It is said that I am sleeping with a blessing bag, and there will be a magical lucky gift inside. Today is said to be the 15-year-old birthday of the flower girl, so I only paid fifteen and two divination fees, and this blessing bag can also be blessed! As long as you have nine blessing bags of different colors, you can divinate for free once. You can queue up!"

Mo Ziting smiled and said: "This marketing method is good, Man, we can learn from it!" When the time comes, the business will definitely take it to the next level.

Hua Yuman laughed. Now she doesn't know what to say. She said that this fake flower is a lie, but she only accepts fifteen and two silvers. It is much cheaper than herself. If she is unknowing, it is estimated that I want to try it out.

However, this flower language is really due diligence, can not help but pretend to be a flower language, even the candidates of the hundred oranges are looking for.

Thirteen took out one hundred and two silver tickets and walked to the forefront position, saying to the first and second people, "Buy the two of you now."

The two men nodded, "Good." The two took the silver ticket and immediately gave up the position.

Hua Yuman snickered, it seems that the sun is more understandable, and the money can make the ghosts push, simple, direct and effective.

Thirteen hands holding small feathers walked into the tent together, only to enter, they smelled a fragrance, Hua Yu Man Man suddenly wrinkled his eyebrows, is a medicine!

Thirteen is also frowning, tightening the small feathers, whispering: "Hold your breath!"

Hua Yuman waved his hand, and the strange fragrance was swept away. Her gaze looked forward and she did not see anyone inside, which made her somewhat confused.

This tent is not big enough to see the panorama at a glance, not to say that there are two people inside, and no one has seen it.

Hua Yuman held the hand of the sun tightly. The two continued to move forward. When they walked out of the tent from the other side, they still did not see the half person, and they did not have a so-called blessing bag on their hands. What wooden characters are written for them.

Mo Ziting saw them out. The first one went over and saw that they had no blessings on their hands. She said strangely: "You didn't buy a blessing bag?"

Hua Yuman shook his head. "We didn't even see it."

"What, isn't that the flower language is inside?" Mo Ziting once again looked at the crowd of people in the ranks. Is it difficult to be fake?

Hua Yuman whispered a few words in her ear. Mo Ziting’s eyes are so big and big, is it a blind eye? Or * surgery? Why do those who get blessing bags look awkward?

She looked absolutely clear and said seriously: "I have to go in and see!"

Hesitated a moment and satisfied his request. He also spent a hundred and two, exchanged positions with people, and then took Mo Ziting into the tent. When they came out, Mo Ziting’s hands were more. A green blessing bag, she is happy with a look, and the brightest is a cold face.

Thirteen looked at the blind, did not immediately ask anything, but pulled a small feather back to the living house, after the door was closed, it was only to be careful to read; official glimpse.

"There is a fascinating puzzle in the tent. The person who is fragrant will create a real illusion according to the designer of the formation. Tinger clearly gave one hundred and two, but she only thought of herself after she came out. I gave fifteen or two silver..."

Hua Yuman’s eyebrows are light and stunned, pulling Mo Ziting: “Is there any uncomfortable? Really think that I only gave 15 or 2? What does the famous brand in the blessing bag mean?”

Mo Ziting doubted the brand name in the blessing bag and found that the word above was really the word of Mo Ziting, and the font was clearly written by herself. She suddenly stupid and decided that she just saw it in the tent today. The flower language is really just a liar.

"Today is really a big loss. I spent three hundred and two before and after. I just came back after a lap. No, I am angry. I must find a way to get the money back." Mo Ziting pulled the sleeves in anger. It’s very uncomfortable to be cheated.

"Forget it, let's take a look at other people holding a blessing bag and sleep, what magical gift can be changed tomorrow. The martial arts conference has only started in ten days. In the past few days, there will be more and more people at the foot of the mountain. Don't make a living in a few days, wait until the big emperor arrives."

Thirteen does not want to control any true and false flower language. If it is simply cheating money, it has the ability to deceive everyone, and he does not intend to expose it. This will also divert the attention of the world, and no one will associate the "flower language" with The little feathers are on.

Hua Yuman felt that the psychedelic array was quite strange. She pondered for a while and felt that if she could set up a similar formation in the Jiuyi Tower, she would not be able to know that she was not there. In, it’s good to hide your identity!

Thinking of this, she even wanted to find a chance to find the "flower language" to talk about it.

This day, very calm, "flower language" business is very good, there are people waiting in the evening, and Hua Yuman is standing in the yard to see the preparation of various powders and potions, from time to time will help a little busy.

Thirteen and meters of snow marks went to the burning mountain to explore again, before and after the smashed nearly ten large and small organs and traps, until the time came back.

At the same time, the top of the mountain, a row of people wearing dark cloaks came up, and found that the organs they had designed for two days were broken, which made them extremely unexpected.

"Do you know who is coming up?" Leng Youqi was not happy in his heart, his face was full of resentment.

"Returning to the Lord, I still don't know, but our people have not blocked the 13th Emperor and his party. It is estimated that they have already reached the mountain in advance. I don't know where to live." A black man hesitated and said, "Today's burning At the foot of the mountain, there is a man named Huayu. This person is mysterious and has mysterious power. Will she help the thirteen emperors..."

In the eyes of Leng Youqi, a touch of evil light flashed, like a smile: "Mysterious power? It is better to borrow to help me."

Soon, the group went straight to the foot of the mountain and found the pink-purple tent accurately. Even in the middle of the night, dozens of people were waiting in line in front of the tent. The persistent strength made Rong Youyu feel extremely excited.

If she controls this person, she will do more with less in the future.

She didn't even think about throwing a pack of powder toward the group of people waiting in line. In a moment, the group of people stood still like wood, and then led two of them into the tent. As a result, the same familiar secret medicine smell made her frown, covered her nose and mouth, and then walked out again.

Before and after, but for a moment, she did not even see the shadow of the flower language. She looked at the place with a glance and went in again. The result was as inexplicable as it was just now.

The unhappy cold Qiu Qi looked like a condensate, directly throwing a bottle of potion on the tent, only to hear the "beep", the tent burned.

"Go!" Leng Youqi shouted and left in an instant.

Things that cannot be owned by yourself will be destroyed!

The fire spread quickly and overturned the entire tent. The people who had been issued around were sober and yelled, "Fire, fire, fire!"

The whole mountain is in chaos...

Not far away, in another very ordinary tent, a white-haired man combed his long hair in the mirror, a woman sitting in front of him, his face worried: "The tent is on fire, brother, Want to put out the fire?"

The comb on the man's hand was slightly gaze, and her eyes turned to her. A face of a fallen country was flashed with a doubt. "If you want to burn it, you will not be able to build another reading tomorrow; the new king."

"Brother, I just watched it. It was a woman who burned our tent. It was the person who had been trapping in the middle of the mountain on the top of the mountain for two days. What do you want to help?" The woman has an eager eye, according to her, burn them today. The woman in the tent is even more damn, so she feels that she should help her design the harmed person.

Is there a saying that the enemy of the enemy is a friend!

"We don't help anyone, look at the excitement. Don't forget, what we really want to do, don't worry about it!"

The man’s reprimand made the woman hang down. “I know, we will definitely bring the real flower language and win the mysterious power of her.”

"Go on, I have to rest!"

"Oh, I know!"

As soon as the woman left, the man who said that he had to rest before the moment stood up, took care of the clothes, stroked his long hair, and evoked a smile of evil, and his eyes disappeared into place. .

Today, during the day, he saw a very interesting woman, not knowing what she was doing at this time...

Late at night, the temperature in the burning mountain plummeted, and Xuehua Yuman first saw the abnormality and change of the burning mountain climate.

Fortunately, in the early thirteenth, people were brought with thick clothes and quilts. When they added, they didn't feel too cold, but they were still sweating.

Thirteen to see her busy, like a little wife, the softest place in his heart is like a honey, take out a handkerchief, lightly wipe the thin sweat on her forehead. "It will be a little more comfortable for a while, I Go help you!"

"Yeah." Hua Yuman nodded. He didn't take a bath last night. I must take a shower today.

When thirteen went to prepare the water, Mo Ziting came quietly and sighed with a stomachache. "Man, do you still have cotton wool? I am here, but I have not."

Hua Yuman turned back and took a few pieces of sunflower cotton from the box on one side and handed it to her. Some embarrassed said: "There is so much left, I ended the sunflower water yesterday, not much!"

Mo Ziting smiled and smiled, and the man’s body became more and more slanted and hesitated. The bad road: “The sunflower water is over, and you will rush to your thirteenth emperor tonight!”

When Hua Yu Manton was blushing, "Go fast, go and fight with your brilliant blood!"

Mozi suddenly laughed when he heard it. The words of **** battles were really cute from the mouth of Man’s mouth. It was really thorough to be assimilated by her. No wonder the thirteen emperors always had opinions on her and they were afraid of themselves. This bad wolf polluted his innocent little white rabbit.

"I am gone, you seize the opportunity, but, leisurely, I sleep next door!"

Mozi stunned and ran away. Hua Yuman was depressed and caressing his cheeks with a sigh of relief.

Or, will you rush to the sun tonight?

Just thinking, thirteen came in with a huge bath tub, the hot water is still hot, steaming his face is also red, as drunk as drinking wine, Hua Yu Manton is red again The face, the little hands tangled, and it took a while for the thirteen to go over...

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