As far as I know, Li Jing has always been very upright in matters related to Fengyue because he hates his father's behavior of cutting off his sleeves.
There are many beauties in the dormitory, all of them have big breasts, thin waists and long legs.
At that time, I was wearing a male body.
Although the color did not change much, my chest was actually flat.
After hearing his remarks, one can imagine how frightened he was.
He thought that by confessing his true feelings, he had already negotiated with me, so he came to strip me of my clothes.
I protected my front with all my strength.
He said angrily: "Since you have already acquiesced, why are you so coy?"
It should be noted that this divine Lord was speechless at that time.
It was definitely not acquiescence, but a moment of stupidity.
He took off my clothes when he first met me, and then he took off my clothes again within ten days.
The clay figurine still has an earthly nature, not to mention that at that time, I also occupied an immortal position and was granted the title of Divine Lord.
When he couldn't bear it any longer, he slashed out with a knife and knocked him to the ground.
Unexpectedly, the force was too strong and it hit the Tianzhu point on the back of his neck.
By chance, he fainted.
It pressed heavily on my stomach, smelling of alcohol from head to toe.
In this way, I thought that all his actions just now were caused by drunkenness and madness, so I didn't care too much.
Thinking about the coldness on the ground, he picked up the quilt, wrapped him randomly, rolled it up and pushed it to the foot of the bed, then went to bed to sleep.
Early the next morning, I opened my eyes and saw him, pitifully wrapped in the quilt from last night, lying on the edge of my bed.
He frowned and rubbed his neck: "Why should I sleep here with you?"
I weighed it once in my chest, then weighed it again, and said slowly: "You drank wine last night, and ran into my room in the middle of the night, saying that you liked me and wanted to sleep with me."
The hand holding his hair froze in mid-air, and his face turned green and white at first, and the bird's nest-like handful of messy hair looked like an egg in a soup bowl.
After a long while, he stammered: "I, I am not Duanxiu.
If I were that, how could I take my sister as your wife?"
I closed my clothes and said happily: "It is true that you are not a broken sleeve."
But he didn't want my action of pulling up his clothes to deeply stimulate him.
He raised his right hand and pointed at me tremblingly: "You, you are so, clearly, clearly afraid of being taken advantage of by me."
I was stunned for a moment, then said calmly: "It's true that you almost took off my clothes last night."
After that, I didn't see Li Jing for several days.
He used to harass me almost every day, but this time there was no news.
I speak with my conscience in mind.
Although Li Jing is a bit noisy, the wine he brings is delicious, and it is also a pleasure to fight cocks and crickets with him.
Therefore, after not seeing him for a few days, I miss him very much.
Princess Rouge invited me to visit the back garden.
Unexpectedly, he mentioned his brother.
I just realized that Li Jing has been sleeping in flowers and willows every night in recent days and has been living a very wild and romantic life.
Yanzhi was careful and docile, and said worriedly: "Could it be that there was some rift between the Lord Shen and the second brother?
In the past, you two were like Siamese twins, inseparable every day."
I scratched the back of my head and thought about it, thinking that except for the night when he was drunk and attempted to molest me, he and I had always been harmonious and comfortable.
Furthermore, brothers are like clothes, and wives are like siblings.
He and his brothers and sisters were engaged in the important task of multiplying the incense and incense, so adding clothes would be superfluous.
Holding a beautiful woman in your arms is indeed an elegant thing, but if there is a man standing next to you staring at the beauty in your arms, it is a bit too elegant.
Even though I am not a man, I will never covet the beauty in his arms.
He didn't know it, so he had to take precautions.
It is not easy to be a man, and it is even more difficult to be a man with many wives.
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Thinking of this, I feel very considerate of him.
Rouge Baba looked at me and wanted to ask what happened.
I thought about it in my mind and felt that it would not be a good idea to tell her.
After being embarrassed for a long time, I just found any excuse and excused it.
Not long after, it was the first day of February.
The Da Zi Ming Palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and my food improved a lot.
After receiving my letter, Ling Yu could barely live in peace because of the relief.
Sending him out of the palace was a very confidential matter, and I did not mention it in my letter.
Therefore, as the wedding day was approaching, he began to panic again.
In just over two hours in the morning, I bit my tongue once, took poison once, and hanged myself once.
It was quite a torment.
I walked back and forth in the wing for ten times, thinking that I should go to Li Jing's bedroom to discuss with him and see if we could advance the plan by one day.
When he arrived at Deli Jing's bedroom, he was stopped by two palace maids, saying that His Royal Highness the Second Prince had gone on a hunting trip with his two ladies and was not in the palace.
After thinking about it for a while, I had no choice but to leave a message to Gong'e.
When His Highness the Second Prince returns to the palace, could I please inform her that Si Yin Shenjun has come up with an interesting trick and wants to show it to him.
I sat in the room eating melon seeds for half a day.
Before I could leave the mirror, I was waiting for my master Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan had a quilt under his arm, and there was a figure wrapped in the quilt.
It looked like the ninth senior brother Ling Yu who had attempted suicide.
I had a melon seed shell stuck in my throat, and my face was bruised from the pain.
He frowned and looked me over, then came over and patted my chest.
I coughed out the melon seed shells, thinking that I could finally escape today and no longer have to worry about Ling Yu.
I was very happy.
He put down Ling Yu and hugged me, clasped my waist tightly, let go after a while, and said calmly: "Yes, Ling Yu has lost some weight, Xiao Qi, you have gained some weight, after all, It’s not necessarily our fault.”
I smiled coquettishly, held a handful of melon seeds and handed them to him: "Master, eat the melon seeds."
Our escape that night was not smooth.
Qing Cang captured Ling Yu and me.
Even though he was full of admiration for Ling Yu, if Ling Yu didn't obey, it would be a coercion.
Mo Yuan took into account the friendship between the God Clan and the Ghost Clan and did not fight each other.
He only sneaked into Da Ziming Palace in a low-key manner and then took Ling Yu and me back.
This was a betrayal of his face.
However, he was very ignorant and actually dispatched troops to block in front of the palace gate to capture us.
No wonder Mo Yuan couldn't bear it anymore and went on a killing spree.
Ling Yu had been sleeping and had not seen that scenery.
I looked at the blood-spattered heads in front of me, but I was very frightened.
Mo Yuan has never been defeated.
When I jumped out of the palace gate with Ling Yu in my arms, I looked back and saw Qing Cang holding the Fang Hua Ji, standing in a pool of dark red blood, his eyes about to burst.
I have never seen Li Jing.
Mo Yuan carried Ling Yu and me and ran back to Kunlun Xu from Da Ziming Palace at night.
We were speechless all the way.
Ling Yu was still unconscious, so he was even more speechless.
That will be a night I will never forget, but I never want to remember it again.
After running back to Kunlunxu, Mo Yuan entrusted Ling Yu to the care of his fourth senior brother, and hurriedly took me to his alchemy store.
He knocked me unconscious with a single blow and locked me in his alchemy furnace.
When I first woke up, I even thought that this might be Mo Yuan's punishment, warning me that I didn't take good care of Ling Yu, which caused him to be injured for more than half a month and lose a lot of weight.
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But suddenly I heard the thunder from the sky.
Only then did I realize that this was probably my disaster.
Mo Yuan placed me here so that I could avoid danger.
Although I was born as a fairy, if I want to have a future, I have to make my own way.
To ascend from an ordinary immortal to a superior immortal, and then from an superior immortal to a superior god, it takes as little as 70,000 years and as long as 140,000 years, and lasts for two calamities.
If you can pass it, you will live as long as heaven; if you cannot pass it, you will die.
At that time, I had been following Mo Yuan for 20,000 years.
It stands to reason that it should be easy to deduce when, where and in what form one's natural disaster will fall, and then rehearse some methods of calamity in advance.
But because I have always hated the art of deduction, I found those Inga extremely boring.
Whenever Mo Yuan was teaching, I would actively doze off.
Even after studying for a long time, I could only vaguely calculate the fate of a mortal.
Even so, five or six times out of ten, it still fails.
I know very well that I am a weak person and have experienced so many calamities with such a level of cultivation, but it is like taking a salted duck egg out of a chicken's belly.
It is really impossible.
Fortunately, I have been able to live happily for the past 70,000 years.
Even if my soul is gone in an instant, I have no regrets.
Therefore, he took this disaster relatively lightly.
I only vaguely knew that it was the current year, but otherwise I was at a loss.
I stayed in the alchemy furnace for a long time, and then suddenly remembered that I was hiding here, but I was looking for someone to take my place.
It should be understood that the reason why a natural disaster is a natural disaster is that it is naturally inferior to ordinary disasters.
Once it falls, it must be dealt with by humans before it is over.
The thunder from the sky made my mind go blank.
I tried my best to get out of the stove, but I couldn't.
For the first time in my life, I realized that my 20,000-year art career had been a real bastard.
On the second day, the senior brother came to open the lid of the stove and said seriously: "Seventeen, yesterday master stood next to this stove and suffered three thunders for you.
You'd better learn some skills in the future.
Next time, you will ascend to the gods. , but it would be bad if you ask Master to help you go through the tribulation."
Mo Yuan endured the catastrophe on my behalf and went into seclusion to cultivate before I climbed out of the furnace.
I knelt in front of his cave for three days, with runny nose and tears, and kept reading: "Master, are you seriously injured?
Are you well-educated despite your injury?
This apprentice is really a bastard, and he is causing trouble to you all day long.
You The root cause of the disease must not be left behind.
If something happens to you, the apprentice will have no choice but to stew himself and make a tonic soup for you
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This is the only time in my life that I cried so uncontrollably and sadly.
This time it comes with the song of Master Mo Yuan.
The pipa is a musical instrument that is really suitable for the ancient and upright god like the master.
It comes with headphones and a speaker with open speakers to pay tribute to Mo Ming's wonderful chess.
It took me a long time to select the one below.
The lyrics are as follows: If you really can’t listen to the URL below the chain, Ha Hao Shui, don’t let the autumn night breeze pass by.
I don’t know who is heartbroken.
The boundless west wind on the autumn night gently raises the green waves and sighs.
The green leaves are still there.
Who pities the drizzle dreaming back to the small building on the wall last night, the cold wind blows through the jade, looking at the long sky, recalling his years, forgetting the life and death in the world, the sadness of separation is the most difficult, the love in the water is unbreakable, the vicissitudes of the sea, the land, the iron cavalry, the beauty on the top of Helan Mountain, looking at the chaotic red flying shadows I lie down drunk and wake up again.
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In my dream, I don't see the beautiful woman.
I blame who.
I changed the time lightly and the clear water embraces the bright moon and reflects the remaining willows.
The clear spring in my hand is dripping blood and kills thousands of people.
Drinking the blood and rejoicing.
The war horses neigh and the drums and trumpets are ringing through the clouds.
Farewell, long flowing water, tears of lovesickness, quietly counting the fallen flowers, sighing at the passing years, looking at the boundless wind and moon, when will the blue magpie cut the brocade characters for whom to cut songs, linger and dance, messy red candles, short nights, long days, leaving people, tears in the sky, leaning on the railing, sunset, thousands of mountains, colorful clouds, mist Looking across the sky, the wild geese are nowhere to return, my heart is desolate, my bones are left, but the sky and the earth are vast, no complaints, just to protect the country's security, follow my heroic ambitions, pay for the clouds and smoke, look at Gu Xifeng, drink a cup of turbid wine, how many tears are the shallowest, infinite, nothing, but the autumn wind, resentment, hesitation, separation and hatred at the beginning of the autumn night The cold still held the pipa for a long time and sighed softly.
The red paper is not far away.
In the blink of an eye, it has been a thousand years since I was free.
The fire of war has disappeared.
Still left is the bright moon reflecting on the clear water.
The butterflies are dancing and prosperous.
However, the moment comes and goes in a hurry and I am at a loss.
The love, hatred and resentment are scattered by the wind. tgt: