Taking a concubine? Detoxify Li Mochou and establish a martial arts dynasty

Beauty.

Meidi is very!

However, Bu Changtian did not answer.

Instead, there was a scream.

"Ahh

After saying that, he directly pretended to fall off the horse.

This is the way to discuss with Master Li.

Huang Rong is clever.

In case you react, ask a little question, and what if you find a clue.

And this trick can disturb her heart.

It can be said to be the perfect routine.

"Brother Tian, what's wrong with you!" Huang Rong tiptoed a little.

Hurriedly swept over.

Asked with concern.

"Why, why, there are so many images in my mind, like... Met you there. "

Bu Changtian's eyes were confused.

To do a play, you have to do a full set.

This Huang Rong is eccentric, human and smart.

The flaws cannot be seen.

"I've seen it, I've seen it... You forgot... The girl in the dream?".

When Huang Rong heard this, she couldn't hold back any longer.

Tears are like pearls.

Fall on the cheeks that can be broken by blowing.

It's heart-wrenching.

"It's you, how do you know the girl in your dreams?" Bu Changtian pretended to be surprised.

Gotcha.

You can be clever and resourceful.

Meet me this time.

can only be obediently tricked.

"I am, yesterday's Huang Rong. Huang Rong said softly.

"It turns out that you are yesterday's little brother..."

Afterwards, the two of them took a boat trip to the lake.

Occasionally, Huang Rong asked about Peach Blossom Island.

Bu Changtian picked up the memory.

Answered by a fragment of a novel that I have read.

This also made Huang Rong even more convinced that the unbelievable dream was true.

"Since I was a child, I have felt lonely, but I didn't expect that there would always be a heavenly brother with me!" Huang Rong turned around.

Happy way.

Bu Changtian felt a pain in his heart.

It is said that Huang Rong is lively and cute, eccentric.

But

It's really pathetic.

My mother died early, my father practiced martial arts hard, and I had no playmates by my side....

The two rowed for a while.

By the bridge, I met someone who bought sugar gourds.

Huang Rong flew on the bridge.

Holding two sugar gourds in his hands.

A gust of wind blew and swayed the silky hair.

"Brother Tian... You and Rong'er, one for each person!" Huang Rong turned her head and smiled.

The morning light shone on her face.

White glow.

Three or five disobedient green silks crossed the face.

I can't hide that innocent, happy smile.

Bu Changtian's heart was suddenly touched.

As if hit by a sledgehammer.

The brain is blank.

The whole person seems to have returned to the previous life.

It's the same thing.

Cold winter.

The girl, standing at the entrance of the campus.

Pull out the steaming sweet potato from your bosom.

It's the same smile.

Bu Changtian also smiled.

This moment.

One of the two was on the bridge and the other was under the bridge.

The only thing that is the same is.

She looked at him and smiled.

He looked at her and smiled.

"Brother Tian, do you say, will we be together forever?" Huang Rong tilted her head and asked deliberately pretending to be inadvertent.

"Yes, definitely. Bu Changtian's voice was soft.

Palm up.

Gently patted Huang Rong's head.

In his heart, there was some self-blame.

Maybe.

Huang Rong shouldn't have been deceived.

is different from other Li Mochou, Mu Guiying and others.

They are all voluntary.

Huang Rong... But it's a lie.

Grandma's!

I'm really cheap!

Is this a world of conscience?

Blame yourself with a hammer.

Bu Changtian shook his head vigorously.

As long as it is in the future life, it will not be long before Huang Rong is good!

Such a strange woman, following Guo Jing's stuffy gourd, is really a loss.

Come to think of it.

The mustard of the long day disappeared.

"Let's go, let's go back. Bu Changtian looked at the three poles of the sun, and knew that he was leaving.

Huang Rong looked a little lonely.

The mood also went down.

"Don't want to go?" Bu Changtian asked in a low voice.

Huang Rong nodded: "Yes, Brother Tian, it won't be me alone." "

Bu Changtian smiled bitterly and took a deep breath.

put his hands on Huang Rong's shoulders and said word by word: "However, there will be no less love!".

Such straightforward words.

In modern times, it's a breeze.

And in ancient times, who had ever heard such a straightforward confession.

Huang Rong's white neck turned red.

makes its ice and snow smart appearance a little more charming.

The two rode together.

Towards the city.

There was another collision in the middle.

"Brother Tian, what's up to me. Huang Rong blinked, her little face puzzled.

Bu Changtian: "Ahem, I use guns well, you know this." "

Huang Rong was a little surprised.

Walking the rivers and lakes, all kinds of masters, most of them use swords, with excellent demeanor and extraordinary instruments.

And many famous masters are masters of swordsmanship.

There is also a part, with a knife.

Breaking through the rivers and lakes, opening and closing, the lethality is extremely great.

There are still a few people who use guns.

One is that carrying a spear on his back is too troublesome.

Second, when the enemy is in close quarters, it is easy to be suppressed and cannot draw weapons.

"What kind of gun does Brother Tian use! I have a nine-song serial gun at home, I'll give it to you another day!"

As he spoke, he went to touch the gun.

Immediately, his face turned red.

"Brother Tian!".

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, fair lady, gentleman. "

There is laughter and laughter here.

On the other hand, something happened.