Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple

There is not much more than one, and one less is a lot. Luo Shitu puts his hand: "No problem, don't worry about him."

"Yes." Yangge pulled a small table from the car and skillfully placed tea and pastries. If he didn't pay attention, he didn't know where to take it. "Teach the Lord and take a break, I will remind me of lunch."

"It's going to be light." Luo Shitu felt a little hot and pulled the clothes down.

岚歌颔首, looking back at Haoyue, you are welcome to say: "The general, the teacher is not allowed to eat close to others, if nothing, please."

The young man blinked on the soft couch, and the open robes revealed a small piece of white skin. Due to the heat of the heat, the faint pink color was fragile, but there was no flaw in the whole body. It didn't look wrong.

"..." He made a fist in the moon and wanted to say something again. He finally endured it. Finally, he looked at the young man who was indifferent and turned and got off.

It stands to reason that the sky is white and the wilderness, and Luo Shitu will not sleep well, but the fact is that he is really dreaming of being fooled, and he is still struggling, struggling in a piece of black and sweet, but wants to be awake, but I couldn't get away from it, and my anger gradually rose, and I couldn't help but take a shot.

"what!"

It was actually photographed in a solid way! Luo Shitu suddenly woke up, and at a glance, he saw the singer’s pale face holding the overturned table, and spit out a blood.

He was a little embarrassed, hurriedly circumvented a mess, reached out and carefully let the yangge lean into his arms, and probed his veins, then he let out a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you are hiding fast, where is the returning Yuan Dan?"

Yangko saw that he took the pill, his face was uneasy, and he said with a voice: "Teacher, I am fine, don't worry."

"I know how much force I use, I don't want to be forced." Luo Shutu frowned, the moment of the move, the turbulent internal force in the meridian was almost boiling, and his mood was unstable. If the carol didn't wake him up, I don't know what will happen now. "Oh, I always feel that I am not quite right..."

"I think so too," said the song, slowing down the breath. The youth he saw when he came in was closed, and the exposed areas on the face and neck were abnormal tides/red, shortness of breath, and similar to the state of emotion. He was a little bit stunned at first sight. Well, the expression of the youth is by no means intoxicated... "Where can the teacher be uncomfortable?"

Luo Shitu shook his head. He not only did not feel any uncomfortable feelings, but also had a lot of internal strength. The whole person could not do anything. However, this involuntary state has been maintained. It is not a good thing. The ordinary martial arts people will be slightly prepared, but it is impossible to maintain the peak state for a long time. It is both wasteful and self-damaged - just like a balloon. Inflation is too inevitable.

And in a situation full of combat power, people who have seen blood will often become more violent. In other words, the yang is too strong and there is no venting.

岚歌道: "I am going to invite..."

Luo Shitu stopped him, got up and slammed the curtain, and whispered to the man next to the carriage: "Go and ask the sects to go, and let Chunxue come to see the seat."

Soon the spring snow came over, followed by Haoyue and Chi.

Although the horse-drawn carriage of the sun and the moon is luxurious, it is not enough to squeeze into the five people. Luo Shitu does not know how Haoyue confessed to Chunxue. At this moment, he was too lazy to manage, and his heart was irritated and his face was cold.

Chun Xue reached out and took the pulse for him. He cautiously said: "Teacher, please forgive the genius, but the general and the Shouwang are probably the most familiar people in Nanban." Please look at the two."

"Should, it should be." Chih-hsiao smiled and took the lead. When he was about to take the pulse, he was swayed by Luo Shutu, and the rest of the people did not react.

"Rabbit!" Haoyue was shocked. "You don't believe me, you should also believe in Chunxue."

He poured his heart full of true feelings into his eyes, a pair of dark eyes staring at the person who was holding the sword, and unwillingly expected to respond, and then he was disappointed again.

Luo Shitu took up the sword and didn't look at him at all: "Shou Wang is a smart person, don't be stupid."

"The teacher really has true temperament, and it is very important to the heart of the king." Chih-hsiang smiled unconsciously, his fingers caught on the pulse, bowed his head and thought, and he took back his hand and sighed. "This poison is not uncommon, it is called five kills."

“Five kills?” The face of Haoyue changed.

"The internal force of the poisoned person can not be controlled, and is in a peak state. Therefore, the mood is unstable, the temper is depressed, and the more martial arts are refined, the deeper the impact is. After one or two days, the internal force is gradually weakened. If you are lucky, you can still stay. Life, but it is no different from ordinary people." Pool said with regret, "However, most people are obsessed with deep, usually go into flames, and die like death."

"Shou Wang can know the antidote?"

Chi Yu said: "The antidote is in the hands of the Nanban royal family. The Nanban royal family controls the dark guards with five kills. These dark guards are very brave and difficult. If it is not the five killings, the battle between the past and the Nanban is still unknown. So... if you want to dissolve the drug, unless the South is broken."

Anything that is held in the hands of any ruler cannot easily flow out. Therefore, to some extent, there is no exaggeration in the solution of the state. Of course, there are other ways, the lowest-end stealing, the highest-level political coercion, the high Luo Shitu can not touch, the low success rate is too embarrassing.

"There has been a recent conflict between Nanban and the dynasty, or a royal family." Chih-chih said, "The teacher is assured that the power of the king can not be resigned.

"The meaning of the king of Shou, this is recorded in my heart." There are not many emotions on the face of the youth, and some indifferences are set aside.

Look closely, that is far colder than indifference, like face-to-face indifference after death, should be awe-inspiring, and always ruthless and passionate, looking at the pool, actually inexplicably sad.

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The secret of the Imperial City finally arrived in the hands of Haoyue. When he saw the sharp words on the top, he spit out a heavy breath, and he couldn’t relax. The poison of Shuwang was already heavy in his heart. He only felt that time was not enough.

A light like a bean, someone pushed the door in, and the dim fire jumped twice and returned to calm.

"The general is really passionate about the leader."

"Nan Man will have temptations tomorrow, and Shou Wang will have a leisurely feeling to come to visit this." Hao Yue straight up, blocking his view of the bed, is not polite.

"Small gas, flowers, but the king to help you grab, give you to Wood Shaoxia that, and still do not let the king look at the teacher?" Chih-Hui looked at him, said, "When the teacher wakes up, how do you explain? Seriously, if you want the leader to do double/fly for you, the king is not welcome, people are not so bad."

The moon was dark, and his clothes were thrown out of his clothes, and the door was closed.

"Hey?!" The pool that was touching the gray nose stood outside the door, and shook his head for a long time. "People's heart..." waved and called the dark guard away.

That sighs, Haoyue is heard.

The world is unpredictable, people's hearts.

He likes Shuwang so much, Shu Wang likes him like this, the wrong is wrong in time, he is too late, Shuwang is too early; lose, lose just.

The person on the bed/wrinkled his eyebrows into a small shackle, whispering and snoring uncomfortably, slowly opening his eyes.

"Rabbit, wake up?"

Luo Shutu was still a little vague in front of his eyes, and his memory was also slightly confusing. He couldn’t give a correct response for a while, and looked at the face that was close at hand.

His internal force magically maintained his peak for four days, but when he first arrived in Prajna Valley, he began to weaken rapidly, like a hourglass that never turns over, and did not go back.

At such a juncture, the prajna blossoms opened the prelude to the melee.

The martial arts people who are decent in the name of the famous priests have no use in addition to the treasures. They do follow the agreement to stand on the side of the sun and the moon, but in the same way, they will not be blessed with their lives. Luo Shitu did not expect them, and brought his men and suddenly rushed to fight the singularity of the Shouwang Guardian and the squadron.

Before he put it, he couldn't make a big fight and it was hard to lose. If it was bad, it would be too fast to lose. He didn't even know who was lurking and stunned himself.

Seeing his familiar ignorant color, he couldn’t help but reach out and touch his hair and cried again: "Rabbit?"

"You and Shouwang had premeditated." Luo Shutu looked up at him, and the light was cold. "Where is this." He has no strength in his soft/mastic, probably the sequela of the underarm/drug.

"The village I am looking for is very safe. I will send you back tomorrow." Haoyue gently stroked his cheek, and his voice was soft. "I want to talk to you, okay? We haven't been so close for a long time."

Luo Shitu smiled: "You want to be close to me? Hey, general, I am relieved, I am afraid that it is of no use to Mu Shaoxia."

The situation has long been unable to clean up, and there is no need to act. The words he said are bloody, so that Haoyue wants to deceive himself and can't find a hint of warmth.

"I won't be like you, rabbit..." He bowed his head and kissed the young man's forehead. He was shunned as expected. He couldn't help but smile. "Rabbit, you believe me again, okay?"

The young man looked at him coldly. In the dim light, the skin was as jade-like and delicate, and the pale lips opened and closed, attracting most of the attention of the moon.

"The prajna flower."

He gently rubbed the soft lip/petal with his fingertips, and the other hand clamped the young body and leaned over to kiss. As sweet and sweet as the memory, mixed with the rough and comfortable, he almost wet in the eye.

Three years ago, their last kiss ended in the last joy/love, and it was equally rude, and he didn’t let the other person open his mouth from beginning to end, even... 娄琉月哑: "Sorry... Rabbit, I am not it is good……"

He buried his head in the neck of the youth and muttered: "I am not good."

"Do you give the prajna to the breeze?" The youth was silent for a moment, and some laughed with self-deprecating. "Sure enough, you have no conscience."

He laboriously raised his hand to pull the other's head, his eyes were dark, his eyes seemed to have a tear, and there seemed to be no more. He stared at the man and said, "Hey, you have no conscience."

"You have no conscience." He repeated it quietly over and over again.

Haoyue blocked his mouth and refused to let him say it again, but the words in the faint choking were still distinct, or perhaps illusory. When he hugged the youth, he heard the complaint passed from the other side’s trembling chest.

No, I have, he wants to say, but he can't say it, afraid to choke when he exports.

He is too eager for the other side. If this is the last time, even if he hopes to resent him forever, he will not let go.

It was quite a kinky/squatting scene. The young man was lying weakly under him, his hair was scattered, his lips were wet and red, and his eyes were empty and fascinating. His eyes were red, and after a long silence, he slowly pulled the other's clothes up.

"Do you want to see if I die?"

"Did you not see me die?"

The youth still said calmly.

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