The Phoenix Arises

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The old man looked at the two white spar in front of him and his eyes were protruding.

"Well, the two sons talked slowly."

The white crystal stone was taken to the arms, and the old man took the feathers and left.

Ye Wu worry looked at the silver robe man in front of him, frowning slightly.

A handsome man is not worse than the one who is just a feather boy, but there is still no string brother to look good.

Zhong Lizhen sat directly on the opposite side of Ye Wu.

"Little guy, we met again."

The voice of low evil spirits is very sexy.

Ye Xiaowu confusedly blinked, have they seen it before? Why didn't he remember?

Looking at Ye Xiaoyou's confused water shovel, the smile of the bell from the corner of the lips is deeper.

No wonder he will be tempted, such a person who is just like a lamb, even his eyes are a little heart-moving.

"Your string brother, didn't you come with you today?"

Zhong Lijun picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine for Ye.

"Do you know the string brother?"

Listening to the clock and lifting the temperature string, Ye Wuyou finally reacted.

Zhong Lie slammed his lips and laughed. "He is a frequent visitor to this drunken building."

The leaves are carefree and frown, and the bottom of the eye is scratched with a sorrow.

He even came to the drunken house, and now he found that he really couldn't understand him at all, or he didn't understand him from beginning to end.

Picking up the wine glass and drinking it on his head, the sweet wine made him drink the bitter taste.

See Ye Wu worry to drink the glass of wine, the clock flashed a meaningful smile.

Waiting for the bell to help him pour the wine, Ye Wuzhe directly grabbed the jug on the table and boasted himself.

I didn't expect things to go so smoothly. The clock was slightly hooked from the lips and the little ones brought a few pots of wine.

On the second floor corner, Yu Xuan looked down at the bell downstairs and leaves no worries, and his eyebrows were contemptuous.

That person obviously wants to get drunk in the little son, but looking at the little son, it seems that there is no alertness.

Yu Xuan looked worriedly at the eye, this little son was very good, but he can be sure that he had not been to the drunken building before, then where did he see it?

Ye Wuxi was so fascinated that he looked at Zhong Lie, his eyes filled with sorrow and pain.

"You said why he likes women? He used to know... oh..."

He clearly said that he only likes worry-free, but what about it?

"He is a liar, he lied to me..."

Ye wowed with a sorrowful, grievously want to cry.

It seems that only spirits can paralyze the heartache like a knife, and Ye Wushou drinks a cup after another.

"you're drunk."

Finally, Zhong Lijun couldn’t stand it, grabbing a jug in Ye’s hands.

He originally wanted to get drunk, but when he saw what he was, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

I didn't expect him to be the first thief in the rivers and lakes, but he also had a time when he couldn't bear it.

drunk......

The leaves of worry-free lips evoke a mocking smile.

He wanted to get drunk. He didn't want to think of him any more, but the wines seemed to be fake. He was not drunk, but he was more and more awake, because he was more and more clear in his mind.

"give me."

Ye Wuzhe stood up and swayed to grab the jug in his hand.

Where can I give him a bell, and lift the jug directly.

Ye Wushou did not reach the jug, but instead fluttered into the bell.

The smell of the wine mixed with the scent of the nose to the tip of the nose, the bell can not swallow the swallowing water, the deep scorpion slyly darkened.

Just in the middle of the clock, Ye Wushou was enough to reach the jug, holding the jug like a baby, no need for a cup, and drinking directly against the spout.

After a while, Ye Wuzhe drank the wine in the jug.

"Gone."

The leaves turned the wine jug down and turned down.

"Come on, come back with a pot..."

Angrily put the empty jug on the table, then stood up and screamed, but did not take a few steps, he hit the table corner and fell.

Zhong Liyi took a big hand and fished directly into the arms.

The leaves looked at Zhong Liyu without worry, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"String brother..."

Stretching his hand and touching the handsome face of Zhong Lijun, his eyes are full of joy and love.

Looking at the pink otters full of love, the clock lingered in the heart.

He was so excited that he lived for thirty years and he was the first to taste the heart.

After a moment of blasphemy, Zhong Lijun went straight to the second floor with no worries.

Looking at the movement of Zhong Lijun, Yu Xuan’s light suddenly shines.

By the way, isn't he the little son he held in his arms?

That day he was on the second floor, just to see the string son holding him out of the Fengyue Building.

At that time, he was very curious about the identity of this young son.

Although the string son is a frequent visitor to the drunken building, but he is not the same as other sons. He seems to have never let a son accompany him, and he has not spent the night in the drunken building. Every time he comes, he sits silently in the corner. I am confused and seem to be looking for something.

In those who are anxious to find pleasure, he seems to be a different kind, completely out of place, which may be the reason why he pays attention to him, but his eyes never stopped on him.

Seeing that Zhong Liyi had moved Ye Hao into the room, Yu Xuan was anxious.

After two rounds, Yu Xuan flashed into his room, opened the usual picture, picked up the brush, and hurriedly drew it.

Because of painting all the year round, Yu Xuan quickly drew the content to be painted.

"Zhao Xin."

Rolled up the picture, Yu Xuan recruited a small body.

Zhao Xin entered the house and said, "What is the son of the son?"

Yu Xuan handed the picture to Zhao Xin. "Take this picture to Feng Yue Lou to find the string son. It is urgent, let him come to the drunken building. It’s too late to be late."

"Yes, this is small."

Looking at the anxious Yu Xuan, Zhao Xin immediately took the picture and ran out.

Fengyuelou and Drunken House were only separated by a street, and Zhao Xin soon entered the Fengyue Building.

"Colorful."

I know that Wen Ling only looks for Yufu girls every time, so Zhao Xin did not ask others, and went directly to the color pot that usually had a good relationship with him.

"Zhao Xin, how come you?"

Seeing Zhao Xin, Cai Yan was a little surprised.

"Is the string son here? I am looking for a string son."

Things are urgent, Zhao Xin did not have much chilling with the color, directly explain the intention.

Cai Yan shook his head. "The string is not there. It hasn't come for a few days."

The string son hasn't come to Fengyuelou for many days, and her girl is languid.

"What? What should I do?"

As soon as the temperature string was not heard, Zhao Xin immediately rushed to turn around.

"What's wrong, what happened?"

Seeing Zhao Xin is so anxious, the color can not help but be serious.

"Our son has an urgent need to find him."

Looking at the picture in his hand, Zhao’s confidence is even more anxious.

Color frowning, "If you wait, I will ask if there is any way for the girl to find the string son."

Zhao Xin’s light is bright, “Go ahead.”

The color nodded and turned and entered the room.

There is a guest in the Yufu house. The coloring hesitantly wants to go in, and Yufu first sees the coloring.

"what's up?"

Looking at the Wang Gongzi beside Yufu, Cai Lan quietly recruited and waved.

Yufu frowned and got up and gave a gift to Wang Gongzi. "Let's stay with you."

Wang Gongzi immediately nodded.

Yufu walked outside, "What the hell?"

The brilliance of the brilliance was light, and I gathered it in the ear of Yufu and whispered it over.

Yufu smiled and shook her head. Where did she know where to look for him?

Color frowning, walked out of the room.

"How?" Zhao Xin immediately greeted him.

Cai Yan shook his head. "My girl doesn't know the whereabouts of the string son."

"What should I do?"

Zhao Xin held the picture and completely lost his mind.

White string porch.

The hail that did not find the leaf was not dejected, but just bumped into the string, and immediately joined up with excitement.

"Three brothers, you are finally back. You don't know, the worry-free brother was sick for the first two days, and he left a lot of blood."

"What?" Wen string frowns.

he is sick?

When did you tell me why?

"No worries..."

Wen string rushed into the worry-free room, but listened to the ice, "Worry-free brother went out."

out?

Where will he go? Wen string panic.

"He should be looking for you, haven't you met him?"

Looking for him? Did he go to Fengyuelou?

Without waiting for the hail to speak again, the string of the string disappeared.

In the room of the drunken building, Ye Wushou is holding the clock away from the eyes.

"String brother, why don't you like me?"

The slight voice is full of grievances.

Zhong Lie raised his eyebrows. "Who said that I don't like you?"

"You said it yourself."

Ye Wushou glared at the big eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with the clock and said that he did not recognize it.

The clock flashed lightly from the dawn, and I looked at the leaves without worry. "I lied to you, I like you."

The phrase "I like you" makes Ye Wuxi happy and wants to cry.

"You lie, the string brother doesn't like me at all."

The leaves are slamming and pushing away the bells, and the tears in the eyes fall off like the off-line pearls.

He doesn't like him. He said that he likes women, a woman who can have children like her sister...

At the door of Fengyue Building, Zhao Xin waited anxiously.

Seeing the figure coming from afar, Zhao Xin’s light shone, and immediately waved excitedly, “The string son...”

The temperature string directly ignores Zhao Xin and goes straight into the Fengyue Building.

Zhao Xin was dumbfounded, and he thought directly and blocked the front of Wen String.

"The string son, my son is looking for you in a hurry, this is what he asked me to give you."

Fear of being ignored again, Zhao Xin directly put the picture into the warm string.

Warm the strings and frown, open the picture.

On the picture, a man in a silver robe is holding a young boy in a green shirt. The young man is drunk, and with a little charm in the purity, it is very hooked.

Wen Ling is holding on to the picture, the face is black and scary, and a murderous violent eruption, the picture is broken directly into pieces.

Zhao Xin trembled and immediately flashed to the side.

Oh, my mother, what the son has painted, the string son has such a big reaction.

Drunk joy floor.

Looking at the leaves sitting on the ground crying like a child, Wu Lie is inexplicably distressed.

Going over, holding him into his arms, tears tears for him.

"I like you, I really like you."

At this moment, even the clock can not tell whether he is telling the truth or a false statement.

"Then kiss me."

Ye Wushou squinted with tears and stared blankly at the clock.

As if only kissing him, can he prove that he is not a lie.

The clock is gone, does he know what he is talking about?

Looking at Ye Wuyou's reluctant otters, the clock slammed into the heart, and couldn't help but kiss the delicate red lips.

The door slammed open and the door was slammed open.