I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

The stickiness between girls is like bean buns.I thought that the third lady knew Wan Qi, and they would go to the bathroom hand in hand, and I was afraid that she would not talk to me from now on, but I didn't expect that this girl was very nostalgic, and came to me happily the next day. ——This is the offering of treasures. Although Wan Qi was perfunctory at that time, he really gave her a rare thing.

The gift from Mr. Wan was a carved black lacquer tube with six little finger-thick round holes on the top, which were shaped like plum blossoms.Satisfied, Ying Xiaolu retreated ten feet away, aimed at a skyrocketing tree next to me, and shouted: "Look at it!" With one hand on her hips, she straightened her black barrel and shot three shiny darts.

I saw the branches trembling slightly, so I knew I had hit it. I took a closer look, and saw that the three small darts penetrated the wood eight times.The black tube is no more than the length of a palm, and the machine spring is powerful.

But I have seen Ying Xiaolu's physical strength in cutting off a horse's leg, and her own bare hands hitting An Qingzi may cause more damage than this.This is an ordinary woman's self-defense, and the third lady has no sense in holding it.

I stretched out my hand to pull out the dart, but I heard Ying Xiaolu exclaim: "Hey! Don't move!!" Before I could finish speaking, a stream of red flowed from the dart in the tree, and there was a "boom", It exploded.

I was taken aback, and I jumped back, feeling pain in my fingertips, and I touched my eyebrows, but luckily I didn't get burnt.In just such a blink of an eye, the tongue of fire has rolled up from under the tree, and the flames are soaring up to the height of a person.When a few soldiers from far away came to fight the fire, the unlucky big tree with branches and crowns had already been burned into a heroic torch.

Ying Xiaolu's cheeks melted, and the flames reflected in the Chengtang: "How about it! It's not that bad!"

I had already shouted "Damn it!" more than a dozen times in my heart, and my tone became calmer when I opened my mouth: "...how could it be burned like this?"

Ying Xiaolu grinned and said, "Master Wan told me once yesterday, but I didn't understand it, and I can't explain it now. If you want to know, you have to ask her yourself."

Dahan forbids Han people to carry knives, and firearms are only suitable for military use.The forging of weapons in the past dynasties of Wanhua City has not ceased in the Han Dynasty, but it has been turned underground, with higher risks and higher profits.But I didn't expect that this evolution rate is too fast.

Ying Xiaolu wiped the briquette-like black tube lovingly, put it back in her sleeve, with a heartless expression.I smiled wryly, "Aren't you afraid?"

She asked, "What are you afraid of?"

What are you afraid of?

In the hands of ordinary women and children, this dart barrel can burn a hidden weapon expert to the brink of death. If it is established on the battlefield, it will surely be able to defeat a hundred with one.If Wanhua City wants to continue on this road of hot weapons, not only does it not know who will win the battle, but the era of warriors is also coming to an end.

I was a little horrified for a while.Flying out of the sky, he thought, could it be that Wan Qi also came through?This idea of ​​climbing the technology tree and this unusual character design are more like the protagonist than me.

Fortunately, Miss San took a deep breath and remembered that there was still something left to say: "By the way, I remember that this dart is called 'three taels of gold'. It is said that it takes three darts of gold to make one dart. She spent a lot of money on it." In half a year, a total of [-] pieces were shot. Do you think it's good or not?"

She and I watched the fire fighting for a while, until the tree was burnt down, and Miss San completed her meritorious deeds and was willing to go back.Before I left, I asked her to beg for nothing and begged for a dart. Anyway, I am also a science student, so I don’t believe it. I can’t figure out the composition.

Before there was time to study it carefully, Manjushri came back again.

Shortly after I arrived in Qihe, Qin Heng also moved the old and young family members here, and I happened to settle Manjusri in the Qin family.In less than two days, he got Aunt Xu settled, and he was quite trusted by the organization, and now he is in charge of keeping an eye on me with Zhuan'er.

Manjushri is no better than Zhuan'er. With him by my side, I know the benefits of having an assistant.

This person is diligent and smart, and handles affairs properly. His biggest advantage is his photographic memory. No matter what is private or official, if I can't remember it, he can mention it.

I asked, "Auntie told me to go back for dinner tonight?"

He smiled and said: "That's not true. Shi Shi Zeng sent some things, and asked if you want to go back and have a look."

Since the Nationalist Army is no longer an army, Zeng Tiefeng is naturally not a military adviser.

Now that he is acting as Shen Shiwei's aide, Shen Shiwei and I are not happy, and we have less contact with him. In the past two months, we only exchanged some things, and we stood and chatted while hiding from the rain.

The spring rain was long that day, and the Changyan Creek was green and foaming like new wine.Zeng Tiefeng took over Lao Ye's affairs and advised me to reconcile with Shen Shiwei.But how did he know about our deep conflict?I couldn't come out of the closet, so I had to say haha ​​and walked away in the rain.

Turning around inadvertently, I saw Zeng Tiefeng looking at me through the endless eaves, with a rather lonely expression on his face.

I asked: "A book again?" The gifts he gave me before were all military books, written in classical Chinese, without punctuation, and in vertical style. Reading the foreword would kill me half my life.

Manjusri did not answer, but said: "Master, did I see Miss Ying go out just now?"

I said, "Yes, I even burned a tree. See."

He didn't look at the tree, but looked at the small dart coiled in my hand, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Manjusri has something to say to my master, I don't know if it should be appropriate."

Now Manjusri Nu's trembling problem has improved a lot.But respectful and submissive, knowing and understanding, he always knows what to say.

I said, "Say it."

He bit his lower lip, and finally said: "Master and Miss Ying...the relationship is not too close."

It can't be that Manjushri slaves are also jealous.

I put away the little dart, Master Zeng is going to give me study materials again, I'm about to give back to the erotic palace, and while turning home: "Hey, you also told me to stay away from her? Are you looking down on me, or can't tolerate it?" Yingzo?"

Manjusri followed behind my shoulders. Normally he would have stopped talking, but today he continued: "If someone else mentioned it to me, I don't think he has any malicious intentions."

Ying Xiaolu is a son and daughter of the world, not to mention showing her face in public, she can kill and set fire.Every time I met her, it was in broad daylight, surrounded by more than 800 onlookers, and the things we talked about were not ambiguous.I once worried about whether this is ancient times and whether it will affect badly, but even Qin Heng didn't teach me a lesson, so it's still within the normal range.

I said, "I don't know what that person means, but what do you mean?"

He hurriedly said: "How dare Manjusri slave talk to his master, and someone like Miss Zang Fuying? But, but... the silver bridle and Zhuoxiu will join hands in charitable deeds. It is very important to send someone to contact Qihe. Just send a capable person. Why bother with Miss Ying? My master once said that Miss Ying is the right arm of Marshal Ying, and after all, she is a boudoir..."

I didn't turn my head back: "Are you saying that sending this important minister is for the purpose of Qihe?"

Qihe is slightly more depressed than before, but Shengmin always has to make ends meet.Oxen and horse-drawn carts were walking on the street, and customers were coming and going in and out of the shop, and there was a lot of noise around us.But at this moment, it seemed that everyone had reached a tacit understanding, the sound of the market fell to the bottom, and Manjusri Nu's soft whispering voice emerged from the water like a boulder.

Manjusri said: "If it weren't for the intention of Qihe... Xu Shiying has a reason why she can no longer be in Yinhe."

I pressed: "So?"

He said: "...Although Liuxu Sect and Zhuoxiu have the same aura, they belong to two families. The master and the silver bridle have frequent contacts, and Manjusri is afraid of Zhuoxiu with the heart of a villain..."

I turn away.

Manjushri followed me closely because he spoke in a low voice, and almost ran into me head-on.He took a quick step back and made a deep bow.

I said: "I can't see it, Manjushri slave, you are still a genius."

Manjushri bowed even deeper.

I couldn't see his face, I just saw his shoulders shaking firmly, and the rest of the words were also shaken out one by one: "Manjusri knows that this is something that should never be said, but, but..."

But I'm empty and lonely, I just want to make friends, why is it so difficult?

I sighed, and patted him on the shoulder: "But I've always been stupid, you are afraid that I will suffer, right?"

He raised his head to look at me, then lowered his head again, a wry smile was fleeting: "I'm not stupid. Manjushri is afraid that I know clearly, but I still have to suffer."

It was the other person who stripped the cocoons and analyzed the pros and cons for me, and now I am afraid that he must answer: "So senior brother Qin knows that he is stupid?"

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

Manjusri's knees softened, and he was about to kneel.

I grabbed him and said, "Why kneel on the street? I didn't...laugh at you."

On the way home, Manjushri didn't know whether it was fear or embarrassment, so he kept his face down and said nothing.After entering the door, I sent him to inform Aunt Xu, and then went to the house to change clothes.

As soon as I arrived in the courtyard, I saw a huge object covered with red silk, and when I lifted it, dots of silver light shot out, which made my face and eyes full.

I tore off the red silk with both hands, my heart pounding against my ribs like a beast jumping on a fence.Shouted: "Come on!"

Zhuan'er ran out of the room: "Master is back..."

I said loudly, "Where did it come from?"

Zhuan'er rolled his eyes inexplicably: "This? Didn't Manjusri look for you? It was sent by Shishi Zeng."

I asked: "Is there a letter? Did you bring a message?"

Zhuan'er said: "There is no letter..." He turned his head and was caught by the silver light, leaving me and ran away: "He said no, you naturally understand. Oh, sir, what kind of armor is this? Okay Awesome, so beautiful!"

I hurriedly chased after him, grabbed his dirty paws that were still about to touch the breastplate: "This is called scale armor... Wait a minute, he said I naturally understand?"

Shen Zhiwei once mentioned that he also found a set of Hualin Armor for me.

After two months, I thought I had forgotten everything about him and myself.But at this moment, I am like Pavlov's dog, with the cold light on the iron coat and the sparkling reflection, an unusually sweet taste is entwined between my lips and teeth out of thin air.

It was a kiss that he and I stole like a bet.

One missed, Zhuan'er finally touched the silver armor.His eyes sparkled: "Master, did Master Zeng tell you that there is a war going on? Can I go with you this time?"

I stroked the bright red helmet fringe, and there was something familiar on the bottom of the fringe. Looking carefully, it was a pearl the size of a longan on the knot.

The bribes I got from Yang Yande, a pair of jade biscuits were protected by Manjusri slaves with their lives, and I have already honored Qin Heng.I brought a few beads into Fanqiu City with me, Shen Shi glanced at them and threw them aside.Didn't expect to see another one here.

I hold the bead in my palm and watch for a little gleam.The novel is really deceptive, how can there be a night pearl that can illuminate a room?That night, when I looked from Shen Shiwei's bare shoulders, I only saw a few fluffy fluorescent lights on the table.I told him, he bit my neck lightly and asked, what do you want to see through the room?