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"I once met Kunlun in China, and no one was interested in the alien race in the heavens. On the way back, I bumped into a man. He was in a mess, and it was hard to see each other. The man was dressed in black, with a sad and happy mask on his face, and a A young girl. The alien species is interested in that person, but unfortunately that person looks down on him, and in a rage, he stole the red thread from Yuelao and tied it to his brothers and sisters. The suffering of □... Tsk, stop talking, stop talking, my mouth is dry!"

Ruan Qingjue shook the melon seeds on her robe and stood still on the ground. "Son, the story is over. Are you going to reward the father or go out and buy a jug of good wine to reward the father?"

Kong Sang took a step back in disgust, and the falling flowers ruthlessly slid across his shoulders. Looking back at the landscape of the garden, the four seasons are like spring, and the vegetation is blooming red, willows and green, and the passing birds and beasts are scared to shit when they see that old Ruan Qingjue Die alive.

It's impossible to be a son Kongsang, but he learned a lot from Ruan Qingjue because he doesn't respect the old man.Thinking about it, he crossed his legs on the table, leaned his back against the tree, and said, "I fell asleep."

"Get up." Ruan Qingjue slapped her fan over, knocking Kongsang's legs numb.

After the fan hit someone, he threw it casually, and when he fell down, he cast a spell and knocked hard on the stone stool Kong Sang was sitting on.The stool was knocked out of a hole, and it fell to one side unsteadily. Ruan Qingjue easily lifted the man onto his shoulders, and the movement was done in one go.

"Son, pretending to be a master, you have to at least grow up to be a master. You are not afraid to make a big difference with such a young body?" Ruan Qingjue grabbed the man's clothes and hung them on the branches, and a healthy cypress tree became a torture rack.

"Let me down! Don't step on it, I just bought this fan!" Kong Sang's hands and feet worked together to stage a dog planing in the air, but it was a pity that he couldn't get down.

"Then guess, who is the man in black I'm talking about?" Ruan Qingjue twisted and twisted the fan with her feet while talking, and those who didn't know thought he had some deep hatred for the fan.

Kongsang knew that he was simply bored and made fun of himself, so he was not ready to throw himself around for a while, hanging there like a dead dog, "Who is who I love, I am a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and I can't protect myself, so I still care about so many nosy things what?"

"Well said." Ruan Qingjue snapped her fingers approvingly, "Then I'll reward you with a full day of sun exposure."

"I'll go to you, Ruan Qingjue, you bastard, let me down!" Kong Sang's cheeks flushed with anger, and the same year flashed in his mind again and again, how could he fall in love with such a bastard.

Yes, he likes his father who has lived for 800 years and still looks the same. Although he is not close, it is really unacceptable to say it.

Ruan Qingjue didn't know what Kong Sang was thinking. Seeing how he bullied his son so badly, he thought to himself, this kid is quite capable of tossing around, and he won't give in even if the branches are about to break. fun.

While thinking about how to bully him, Ruan Qingjue looked at the branch whose life was hanging by a thread.

Suddenly, his figure flickered and he sat on the branch above the branch with his legs hanging down. One foot was dangling around and put some pressure on the branch of Hanging Kongmulberry when he had nothing to do.

"Son, call me Daddy."

Xiao Mian, I can't kill you.

Kong Sang heard that crunchy voice from time to time, and didn't know if he was really scared or after the fall, so he said very cutely, "Father... ah!"

I thought it was okay to do something behind the scenes, but before I could move my hands and feet, I was kicked down first, and the branch broke with a bang and fell on him.

Ruan Qingjue looked away when he saw him fall to the ground, tsk tsk, what a tragedy!

Kong Sang got up from the ground, people who are used to being bullied can bend and stretch, he pushed away the things on his body and stood up, patting the dirt on his body, and asked, "You just said that I am that person, so what are you? "

Ruan Qingjue was still sitting on the tree, and said boldly, "Of course I am the king of heaven, otherwise how would I know these things."

The words "I believe you are a ghost" are written all over Kongsang's face.

I wondered why Ruan Qingjue suddenly started telling herself stories on a whim, could it be that he was real?

But no matter how you think about it, it's more like a lie to fool a child, not to mention that Ruan Qingjue is a liar in the first place.

No, he absolutely couldn't believe it.

If this kind of thing was true, it would be a big deal to say that he was short-sighted, but if it was false, Ruan Qingjue would have to laugh at him for the rest of his life, no, he couldn't believe it for the sake of face.

He thought about it for a long time, decided not to express his opinion, bent down to pick up the fan that Ruan Qingjue had stepped on so many times, and looked at him with the contempt of a prodigal son, "Do you know how much I spent?" Money can buy this fan? This is written by a famous writer today after the former emperor Bai Lin. It is worth thousands of gold. If you have never been to the mountains, you don’t know. Just this one fan is enough to buy your entire mountain... By the way, you Why never leave the mountain?"

"You want to know?" Ruan Qingjue jumped down from the tree, casually took out a fan from his sleeve, spread the fan with a shake of his hand, and fanned himself once in a while.

The shape of the fan is the same as the one in Kong Sang's hand, but the handle is made of top-quality blue-field jade. The fan is painted with boundless rivers and mountains, countless birds and beasts, and it is accompanied by poems.

"Where did you get it?" Kong Sang reached out to snatch it, but it was empty.Ruan Qingjue put her fan back into her sleeve Shi Shiran, took a sip of herbal tea, looked back and smiled without being charming, but it was enough to make thousands of women fall in love.

"Son, I am omnipotent and omnipotent in this world... Forget it, you are too annoying a child, I won't play with you anymore, I have an appointment today, and I won't come back for dinner." As he spoke, he waved his fan I went up the mountain.

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Sweeten a few chapters before I figure out how to abuse