Discussing The Correct Posture To Enjoy Dog Food

The silver-faced dark guard ignored the surprise in the audience, walked up to Song Fei, half-kneeled down, and said, "Your subordinate is late, please be punished by the young master."

When Song Fei saw him, he immediately forgot the fear in his heart, and said angrily, "Where did you die!"

After cursing like this, he sensed that something was wrong, and cursed with trembling lips: "Who, who made you appear now, idiot! Get out, get out right now!"

The silver-faced dark guard stood up, but someone blocked his way.

The eldest disciple of Xingyue Palace said: "What is going on now, don't you two plan to explain clearly?"

"Step aside."

The silver-faced dark guard said coldly.

Gradually, everyone who came back to their senses realized that the silver-masked man's voice was exactly the same as Song Fei's.

"How is this going?"

"Could it be that there are still two Song Feichengs in this world?"

"You can see clearly, one of them is average in martial arts, and the other is very strong in martial arts."

"Could it be..."

The chivalrous men in the arena were discussing a lot, the silver-faced shadow guard shook off Xingyue disciple with his internal force and was about to leave, but was blocked by another person.

Lou Yuqing looked at him, then at Song Fei, and forced herself to calm down, "Take off your mask."

After all, Lou Yuqing had a certain intuition in her heart when the silver-faced dark guard appeared.

But she still didn't want to believe it.

Song Fei stepped forward quickly, "Qing'er, what are you doing, let's leave here first."

He stretched out his hand to pull Lou Yuqing, but the latter avoided him.

Lou Yuqing only looked at the silver-faced dark guard, and said sharply, "I tell you to take off the mask!"

The silver-faced shadow guard was still silent, Lou Yuqing stepped forward and lifted the mask off his face.

Into the eyes, it was the ugly birthmark around the eyes of the dark guard, Lou Yuqing took two steps back in fright.

The dark guard's eyes were full of sadness, and he was about to leave with a little heel.

It is actually very easy for him to leave. The delay before was just to confirm whether she can accept him.Now it seems that he was extravagant.

"stop!!"

Lou Yuqing cried out mournfully.

She tightly grasped the sleeve of the dark guard, looked at the dark guard and then at Song Fei, "What's going on, what's going on? Tell me clearly, please explain clearly to me!"

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Patriarch Lou wanted to interrupt the contest, but no one in the Jianghu would want to miss this good show.

The owner of Xingyue Palace took the lead and said: "This is really strange, this silver-masked man looks so similar to Song Fei. It really confuses me which one is the young master of the Wulin League."

Someone immediately echoed loudly: "Yes. Song Shaoxia, you should talk about it and give everyone an explanation!"

"This this……"

Song Fei was so confused that he subconsciously looked at the hidden guard, full of intentions to ask for help.

The dark guard sneered in his heart, but he only turned his head away and covered his ugly face with a mask again.

Master Lou saw that the matter was beyond control, so he could only say: "Song Fei, you have a relationship with this person. Also, how did you get your martial arts?"

Song Fei: "Grandpa Lou, I, I..."

He didn't dare to tell the truth at all, and he didn't know how to justify himself. He hesitated, and his face was shrinking.

Seeing the situation, Patriarch Lou already understood the general idea, took a deep breath and looked at the hidden guard who was being held by his granddaughter, "You tell me."

The secret guard said: "Ying only obeys the young master's orders, please forgive me, Mr. Lou."

"What a loyal slave, yes, yes..."

Lou Yuqing laughed loudly, and let go of the sleeve of the hidden guard, her face turned crazy under the blow.

She snatched the sword from Disciple Xingyue's hand, pointed at the two of them, "You, and you. How dare you guys fool me, how dare you!"

"Qing'er, don't go crazy, let's talk about it when we go back!"

Song Fei also wanted to contain Lou Yuqing, but Lou Yuqing, as a direct descendant of the Lou family, was so proud, how could she swallow her anger.

She forced Song Fei back with a sword, and then cried and laughed, "What a hero Song, he can't even beat me, a weak woman!"

Lou Yuqing said to the dark guard again: "What about you? Do you dare to fight with me?"

The dark guard shook his head, "You kill me, I won't fight with you."

"Kill you?" Lou Yuqing laughed loudly, "No, I won't kill you. You have caused me to this point... Let me tell you, I hate you, and I will never forgive you!"

As she spoke, she pierced her stomach with a backhand sword.

She was looking forward to their big marriage so much, and even had an affair before marriage, and the child was secretly married.

But now, what face does she have to face her family, and how can she give birth to this evil seed...

"Qing'er!"

"No!"

Song Fei and the dark guard rushed forward at the same time, and the latter pushed Song Fei away, only to see blood overflowing from the corner of Lou Yuqing's mouth, smiling in despair.

"You've been there all the time, haven't you? You've been watching... haven't you? To you, what am I, what... what?"

She died unwillingly in the hands of the hidden guard.

The dark guard roared silently in pain.

He regretted it.

If he knew that the person Lou Yuqing loved was actually himself, he would never use such an extreme method...

But what's the use of regretting.

The dark guard raised his hand, and with one palm he was about to slap his own Tianling Gai, killing himself.

A palm wind stopped him.

The swordsman who was watching the whole process by Patriarch Lou's side only appeared at this time. He looked at the crowd indifferently and said: "The rule in the Shadow Moon Pavilion is that a mother has twins, and one must go. Mrs. Song is a disciple of the master of the Shadow Moon Pavilion." Violating the rules of the sect, and deceiving the world with fake eyes, and committing such a crime. I will take the two sons away today, and accept the judgment of the sect together with Mrs. Song. This matter ends here, and I hope you will not have any further disputes over this matter."

After all, he left with the dark guard and Song Fei.

A major event that shook the Jianghu ended in such a hasty way. With the disappearance of the leader's wife, rumors spread even more in the Jianghu.

Who would have thought that the famous young hero turned out to be a fake!And how could his mother cruelly raise her own son as a shadow, to fight for face for the eldest son, and to deceive the world?

And there is nothing in the world that cannot be forgotten. When the new generation of young heroes is popular again and writes another romantic story, the dark guard has already been cultivating in Buddhism for decades, and his heart is as still as water.

When he passed away and flew back to heaven, he was full of resentment and aggrieved, needless to say.

Tianhua Shenjun scolded him severely, "Who is Princess Yaochi, don't you know? There are so many women in the world, why do you want to provoke this one?!"

He hated iron and steel and put his grandson in confinement, lest Xuanwu Temple retaliate.

But after a while Princess Yaochi also knew what Xuanxuan had done, and was so angry that she came to the door to argue.Xuanxuan didn't see him behind closed doors, but sent the letter of divorce to Tianjun's desk.

Only then did Tianjun know about the debt, and when he questioned his daughter, he saw that she hadn't repented yet, and clamored to be with Tianzhen Xianjun. The disturbance was known to everyone in the heavenly court, so he had to punish her for a hundred years of confinement in annoyance.

As a result, Tian Zhen's already bad reputation became even more notorious all at once.

There is no one in Jiuchongtian to associate with him anymore, so he can only drink and have fun with the wanton and unruly people of the Yaozu all day long.

[Master, master, look quickly! 】

The system is willing to watch the scumbag suffer. After Tianzhen Xianjun returned to the Heavenly Court, he often used the system to monitor the opponent's recent situation.

Unexpectedly, it discovered a big secret!

Gou Liang glanced at it casually, seeing that Tian Zhen was smashing the wine glass and urging the servant to get away, he looked away without interest.

"What's so good about him."

[Hehehe, master, do you know that Tianzhen won't lift it! !Haha, it must be because he has been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha for too long, he has no impulse towards women anymore, this is a lot of fun! 】

Gou Liang also laughed, "Yes, that's really interesting."

At this time, Gou Liang and the system didn't know that this second generation of scum, whom they never looked down upon, was the biggest villain in the story of the little milk dog and the god, and the fuse of all tragedies...

However, that was a long time later.

Now Gou Liang has new troubles.

——The scholar next door is reading sour poems again.

Gou Liang sighed, and turned to look at the plain clothes.The other party was twisting incense, concentrating on it, and still muttering words.

...Do you want to get into the drama like this, dear.

Even Gou Liang couldn't help complaining about Shenjun's drama addiction.

This place is the Yuelao Temple in the mountain city, which is very famous in the local area. Every time young men and women who want to get married or test each other come here to seek sympathy, or make wishes under the Yuelao tree for three lives, the incense is very strong.

The god is the temple here, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, fooling those young men and women into a set.

His personal disciple—well, the poor scholar who lived next door was even worse than him.

This time, the second generation of the Unlucky God is a rare duty person. As the heir of the Yuelao Immortal Palace, he was assigned to do the hard work of pulling the red line.

When his purple-gold thread was bitten off by the little milk dog, he was still struggling on the front line, but he accidentally fell into the red thread, got entangled in the marriage thread, and ended up with thousands of rotten peach blossoms.

The old age and calamity can only perfect the marriage of others, so that lovers can finally get married.

However, when this unlucky child descended to the mortal world, it was too late to deal with his own rotten peach blossoms, so he couldn't care less about the lives of others.

Therefore, after Shenjun arrived here, he adopted the unlucky orphan who was an orphan by his side, and let him start working in advance under the influence of the Yuelao Temple environment.

The scholar has a pair of peach blossom eyes, is destined to be a romantic debt, and has a talent for pleasing women.

This was detained by Shenjun's side, and he didn't waste his talent. Since he was ten years old, he has been advising those idiots who couldn't catch girls, and he succeeded nine times out of ten.

After a long time, his fame spread, and the incense of Yuelao Temple became better and better.

The scholar is very proud of what he has done, and his greatest achievement is that he has trained an apprentice who has perfectly inherited his skills.

Recite poems and paint pictures, talk sweetly, seduce and seduce, a strong girl stalks a man, and do what he likes...

Above, his apprentice has already done it at his fingertips, and even has the drive of Qing out of Lan and better than Lan.

Besides, his talented apprentice is his master's pet dog, so is the little milk dog!

With a creak, the window was pushed open, and a white shadow jumped into the room and landed firmly on the incense table.

"Wang Wang~"

The puppy flicked his tail happily, and sent a flower in his paw to the god, looking at him expectantly with his big watery eyes.

Shenjun put down the incense he was making, glanced at the soil falling from its claws, got up to find a flower pot, took the flowers and planted them, and said, "Go and clean your hands."

The puppy barked, and walked around him twice with his tail flicking. After the flowers were planted properly and got a pat on the head, he happily went out to wash his hands.

Shenjun watched it leave, smiled and shook his head.

Turning around, he flicked his fingers and cast a spell on the flowers and plants that were about to die soon after the root system was injured, so as not to let the flowers wither, that son of a bitch should be in a hurry.

That's right, the little milk dog learned skills from the sour scholar, and used them all on his master.

At the beginning, he was not very good at learning, so this stupid dog grabbed his favorite pheasant from the mountains and stuffed it bloody in Shenjun's bed; he hid his favorite gemstone in Shenjun's porridge, and almost knocked his teeth; His paws smeared on the white paper, and he drew his most beloved but never received Lord God light group and gave it to him...

A lot of things like this are done.

Shenjun had a headache because of this, and couldn't bear to reject its intentions. During that time, many jokes were made.

Gou Liang laughed heartily when he saw it, and called it ashamed when he found an opportunity.

Who knew that this stupid dog was really talented in this area, and soon, the idiot version of the little milk dog was launched.

Waking up in the morning, the little milk dog first licked Shenjun's forehead, then happily ran into the mountains to pick some wild fruits and vegetables and came back, directing the sour scholar to make breakfast.

Standing by Shenjun's side during the day, he never handed over ink when he asked for a pen, and never served tea when he asked for water, perfectly playing the role of a virtuous and considerate little daughter-in-law.

It also shows off its cuteness, coaxing the little girl to spend money from her purse to buy useless ornaments in the temple, generating countless income for Yuelao Temple.I usually save small gifts when I get them, and regularly ask sour scholars to help pawn them to subsidize the family.

When it’s hot in summer, it works tirelessly to wave its fan with its little paws; when it’s cold in winter, it turns into a small heater, warming hands during the day and bed at night.

Ten years have been going on like a day, even the sour scholars are moved.

The little milk dog always creates some little surprises for his dear master.

Like dipping his paws in ink, he wrote a love poem so sweet that he lost his teeth on the paper, and put it in his hand with his mouth;

Or use sharp claws to carve a handsome fairy on wood, a little milk dog, and place it on the head of the bed so that he can see it when he wakes up;

He also rushed to the fireflies with a radius of ten miles to let him enjoy the beautiful night view.

Well, there are too many things like this.

No, I learned a new love song the night before, and sang it affectionately to the god king, scaring the animals in the mountains to the ground, and they haven't dared to go out until now.

It never gets tired of it, and the gods are also indulgent, and they don't hesitate to praise it.

Where there is demand, there is creation. The little milk dog has long been dissatisfied with the uninnovative tricks of sour scholars, and has spent all his time trying to give it to the god.

Gou Liang clearly felt that since this idiot came here, his IQ has skyrocketed, and he is no longer as foolish as before.

That night, Shenjun rewarded his beloved pet with moonlight.

The little milk dog who has always been greedy is not in a hurry to eat, so he squeezed the essence of the moon into a ball of light, and handed it to the god to eat first.

It is still obsessed with the Lord God Light Group, thinking that it is the most delicious thing in the world, and the best thing should be given to its dear god.

Shenjun didn't know that it had such a high awareness in its heart, but it didn't hinder Shenjun's good mood.

"good."

He rubbed the little milk dog's head, took the ball of light, and ate it slowly under its admiring gaze.

"Wow~~"

The pup was so happy now, he hastily pinched a god, and then pinched himself.The little milk dog gazing in the moonlight seemed to come alive, and ran around the "Shen Jun", rubbing against each other affectionately.

Shenjun chuckled, and tapped himself made by the moonlight.

The "Moonlight Idol" also came alive, and squatted down to hold the "little milk dog" at its feet in its palm.

"Wang Wang~"

The little milk dog was so happy, he jumped at Shenjun, hugged his face and licked it, his tail even flung out the phantom.

It was so happy, Shenjun laughed in a low voice, and the warm laughter spread far in the night.The flowers that have fallen asleep all over the mountain are blooming one after another, and they seem to be overjoyed.

The fragrance of Yuehua is even sweeter, but the little milk dog doesn't even look at it, his eyes are only full of God.

【...Master, can you just watch it? 】

The system clicked.

That pup has already licked Shenjun's lips, and he seems to be coaxing people... Well, it has to admit that this pup is much better at this than its master.

Usually, it is the lord god who coaxes him a lot.

Gou Liang, who had cultivated the magic skill of "Happiness and anger are invisible" for ten years, smiled indifferently and said, "Anyway, it can't sleep, hehe."

The system glanced at him angrily.

What's the use of self-comfort like this, continue to hate it, master, what about your fighting spirit!

Gou Liang glanced at it coldly, don't think he doesn't know the intention of this stupid system.

Dare to see his jokes, you've got a lot of skills, Xiao Si.

The system suddenly felt a chill behind him, and wanted to run vigilantly, but was caught by Gou Liang, who had returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, and kneaded and rubbed it all over.

"Hey, Master, I was wrong..."

The system no longer dared to challenge the master's authority—it's no wonder.

Days passed like this day by day, Gou Liang followed the little milk dog and the god king through reincarnation again and again, sent away the peach blossom debts of Yuelao's family, encountered the second generation of killing gods who entered the way by killing, and assisted the second generation of killing gods who were tortured in the love calamity. Can't get better, bear boy...

When the last figure of the second generation of gods who survived the calamity of life and death disappeared into the golden sky, the gods looked down at his beloved pet with a greedy face looking at the light of heaven, and smiled slightly.

"We should go back too."

"Wang?" Back to where?

"Would you like to go where I should go?"

"Wang!"

The puppy nodded without hesitation, and it jumped up, which was already as tall as Shenjun's calf, and hugged his neck tightly with both hands, rubbing its hairy face against his.

Shenjun held him in his arms like a child, stepped forward, and stepped into the realm of the gods.

In the ninth heaven that day, birds chirped, phoenixes danced, and red clouds dyed the monotonous and pale sky.