The Crazy Adventures of Wu Gate

Chapter 9 Meat Moon (This chapter is free)

It was too late to return to the city that day, so I stayed in the temple.

Master Kongkong prepared a beautiful box room and sent his disciples to settle them.

The disciples sent were young monks in charge during the day, twelve and thirteen years old, and immature. At this time, his attitude towards Qing Qiao had completely changed, and he asked warmly, and he was respectful.

"The little master is really nice to us."

Looking at the respectful little monk in front of him, Qing Qiao couldn't help joking.

Yo, it turns out you also have dog legs.

Dongxi snorted from the bottom of her nose, and in the end remembered to hate his pride.

The little monk was silent.

Sending to the compartment was about to leave, the young monk suddenly turned back and said:

"Gu Shi, it ’s my master who said he'd be nice to you. He said that if you are still obsessed in the future, please remember to have compassion on all sentient beings here. They are innocent after all."

After speaking deeply, he disappeared.

Qing Qiao's turn this time turned into an "O" shape.

"Miss, what did the bald guy just say?"

Dongxi came over, her face inexplicable.

"... I think, maybe they just read a book called" Crossing Encyclopedia ", which is full of keywords such as 'Goddess', 'God's Difficulty', 'Goddess', 'Legacy of Shenmai' It is a tragic story of how a strange woman was born with fate and fortune, was madly scrambled by countless beautiful men, and caused a catastrophe in the world. "

The lady murmured.

"Wow ..." Dongxi listened in a fog.

I had to wow, meaning.

At night, in the Shangqing Temple box room.

Dongxi was slightly upset by her side, but Qing Qiao couldn't sleep.

Emperor spirit, emperor spirit.

What exactly is an emperor, and how can I get it? Is it another five years?

No, it can't be dragged anymore. Master Kongkong is over Gu Xi, and may die at any time. He must find the "ground" and "person" before the master twists his braids!

Under the moonlight, her eyebrows were deep, a pair of pink punches tightened and loosened, and loosened and tightened.

After a long time, she finally put on a robe and felt it.

Five years ago, her favorite place was the roof of the side hall of Shangqing Temple.

STOP! Please do n’t ask why every heroine will climb the roof. Qing Qiao wo n’t. Her movement cells are no different from ordinary people (maybe even more languishing), and those tiled roofs are to her It's also not attractive at all-she won't go to the flat roof directly connected to the elevator of the 36th-floor apartment in the 21st century. Why go to the ancient times for fun?

The reason why it would climb to the top of the side hall was because there was a wooden ladder right next to it.

Master Kongkong is a very talented man, and he designed all the buildings of Shangqing Temple. This side hall is very much like a stargazing platform, and there is a **** on the roof for people to lie back and rest.

Masters are not mortals, they are gods, and the gods always do strange things.

I came to the top of the side hall again five years later, and the scenery was still breathtaking.

"Master Kongkong, you really picked a good place."

Qing Qiao murmured while lying on the slope.

——Looking up at the sky full of stars, the stars seemed to be at your fingertips, and Yudaihe passed through the ink-like brocade, sparkling.

I want to go home by wind, and I am afraid that Qiu Lou Yuyu will be very cold at high altitude.

Although vulgar, she couldn't help saying it.

"Where does Xiao Qiao want to go?"

Suddenly a fascination sounded, the sky and the sky were vast, like a void dream.

Turning around, someone was coming on the moon, dark and elegant like a beast walking at night.

At this moment, there is only one word to describe the expression on Qiao's face, and that is-囧.

"You, why are you here?"

She held her body up, trembling.

The visitor sat down next to her and smiled strangely: "If you say I miss you, come to see you specifically, do you believe it?"

Qing Qiaobai gave him a glance: "Aren't you going to southern Xinjiang? Lu Zizhen, what are your ghost ideas?"

But he lay down comfortably with his eyes closed, his face contented with contentment: "Still" Zheng "listening to affection."

In the bright white moon, this man looks amazing, as if he has absorbed the glory of everything in the world, and it is as intoxicating as the vast clouds.

Everyone in the world says that Duan Yu is the reincarnation of God, but I don't know that there is such a wonderful person like a fairy god. If one day, he knows that I saved him only for the nine-turn voiceless bell, what kind of expression will he show?

Qing Qiao stared at the peacock male who had struck him to death on countless times, with a momentary sting.

"Why, look at me?" Lu Zizhen suddenly opened her eyes and smiled at her enchantingly, "I'm so beautiful?"

Qingqiao glanced at him in disgust, and then don't look away.

A demon is a demon, and dogs can't change it.

However, Zizhen refused to give up, turned her head and asked, "Am I beautiful?"

Four eyes met, with big eyes and small eyes, Qing Qiao sighed, reminding him kindly: "Don't you like people talking about your appearance?"

"Xiao Qiao is different." Zizhen gasped softly at her, Xiang Ru Ye Lan, "you said, who is the handsome Wang Duan and me?"

naive! Qing Qiao wanted to get angry, but looking at the eyes that had never been so clear before, he finally gritted his teeth, and then he thought: "... you look good."

The world is holding their breath, time is still.

"——Xiao Qiao is clever and knows how to please me." Lu Zizhen smiled, contented with satisfaction, such as Can Ruo Chunhui, even Qing Qiao, who has always been insulated, felt dazzling, and even secretly trembled carefully.

Then both were speechless, lie down and continue to rest.

"... Hey, why do you always act in the middle of the night?"

"Is this, maybe because of habits?"

"... that, if, I mean if-if I just said that Duan Yu is more beautiful, would you be sad?"

"Sad? That wouldn't be true. I would just scratch his face, break his leg, cut off his life, and then sell him to a brothel as a clergyman ... In short, I must tell him to live without death No. "

"……you……"

"how do I?"

"... It's okay, you keep laughing."

Alas, how long can the night be so long?

Waking up in the morning and opening his eyes, Qing Qiao found himself in the cabin, covered with a quilt.

Dong Xizhen slept as always, and Lu Zizheng was gone.

I got up and touched my neck, and I felt a little sore. It seems that the ancient wheat bran pillow is really hard and sloppy, and I miss the fluffy duck down pillow at home.

Alas, it's not right, it seems that the pillow that was pillowed last night was not a wheat bran pillow, but a hot soft thing. Is it a shrimp thing?

Uh, ah, um ...

After much hard thinking, she only remembered a few words from Lu Zizheng last night:

"... As for those who attack you, don't worry ... I will deal with them ... but you can't take their lives ... you can rest assured ... patience ... soon ..."

Shake his head and get out of bed to wash his face.

Look at it, it really was the demon guy who recruited it.

He was masked in black, his eyebrows were red, his moves were fierce, and everyone wanted to kill her.

Not to be annoyed, but who told himself to pick up the sacred things in the family education for no reason? As the saying goes, eating others 'mouths is soft, taking others' hands short and owing their hearts, they have to be careful to protect themselves.

Looking up, golden eyes are shining, today is a good day.

Amitabha.

She folded her hands and thanked Buddha for opening her eyes.

When Dongxi packed his bags, the master and servant walked towards the temple.

The suburbs are lush and green, and the sky is blue, and Qiao Qiao's emotions are rare, and he can't help singing a song--

"Sunlight ~ Jin Liangliang, the rooster sings three times.

Flowers ~ Wake up, birds are busy dressing.

Little Magpie, build a new house,

Little bee, picking honey,

Where does a happy life come from?

It depends on labor ~ movement ~ to create! "

It's a pity that she sang only half a song, and she froze.

——A gold-colored sweaty BMW stopped at the gate of the temple, and immediately sat a white, gold-crowned, handsome, unforged boy. At this moment he was looking at the people in the temple, and his eyes and eyebrows sneered, even more radiant than the rising sun.

"Master Duan, Duan, Duan, Duan ..." Dong Xi pointed at the door, a rare stammer once in this life.

Aha, aha, ahaha--

After three laughs, Qing Qiao dared forward and stepped forward: "... Coincidentally, the Lord Wang also came here to worship the Buddha?"

"No, no, King is here for you."

Duan Yu shook her head, and looked at her carefully from head to toe. The pair of phoenix eyes slanted into her purse, even more arrogant.

The cold wind blows, everything is quiet, Qing Qiao suddenly has a thorny feeling like a burr on his back.

Dangerous person Dangerous person This is a dangerous person!

The alarm sounded all over her, and she quickly hurried with her doglegs to accompany her with laughter: "... Yeah, the king is joking. We just met on the ninth day of this month, and the family lived not far away. If you have a problem, please call a brother for a message. Why come to look for it ..."

Duan Yu stared at her for a moment, silent for a moment, and suddenly stretched out a sword pointing directly at her.

-Fast as lightning.

OMG! Is he going to kill me?

Qing Qiao had completely stayed, his brain was spinning fast, and he began to reflect on whether he had any debts to Duan Yu.

After much deliberation, he seemed to have done nothing except to say a few words about him. !! Could it be because of what happened last night? No, for a short time, although I did say that you look worse than a demon guy last night, then you would not kill me here to blame me! Let ’s not discuss whether that sentence is really sincere. The key is that your group of dark clothes is too gossip. Even this trivial matter must go back to the newspaper, and it is not rewarding ...

As he grumbled, he froze. Qing Qiao's black eyes looked at the white mist condensing, and the tears were about to slide down slowly.

Duan Yu grinned suddenly, swiping backhand, Bao Jian caught Qing Qiao's neckline, and took her whole person to the horse; then he leaned down again and took Qing Qiao firmly to the horse, just holding a beautiful woman.

"Xiao Qiao, if I say that I do n’t see one day like Sanqiu, so I just want to come to you, are you happy? Huh?"

Duan Yuxin was content enough to hold the beauty, close to her bun.

Oops.

Qing Qiao rolled his eyes, kicked his limbs, and was immediately killed by Lei's outer Jiao Linen. 2k novel reading network