let go of that guy

The sound of the flute circled the beam, Tang Zui put his arms around Gu Jiuyuan and watched Yue Changge sing the jade flute. Two spiritual snakes were entangled and separated, attacking, majestic.

They are located in the old city, with towering bamboo buildings and green shadows. The warm and hospitable Miao people like Tang Zui and the others very much, but they neglect Tang Wuchu everywhere.

At this moment, Tang Wuchu looked at the wild game in Jun Che's hand with a mournful face, and said dissatisfiedly, "You guys are biased! Why are my sweet potatoes and his wild game!"

After the words came out, several Miao people glanced at Tang Wuchu with contempt on their faces, snorted softly, turned and left.

Tang Wuchu wanted to cry but had no tears, trying to snatch the meat from Jun Che's hand, but inadvertently lay down on the ground and gnawed a mouthful of mud.

Jun Che looked at Tang Wuchu's embarrassed appearance, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Tang Wuchu looked very embarrassed, and said angrily: "Smile! I think they just fell in love with you! Then they put Gu on your food!"

"Really?" Jun Che scratched his chow's head, showing a big smile. He hadn't groomed and groomed for a long time. His face was unshaven, his hair covered his eyes, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Tang Wuchu blushed and waved his hands as if he didn't say anything.He stood up, ate the sweet potato very dissatisfied, and leaned on the railing, watching what Yue Changge and Tang Zui were talking about.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a deep sense of happiness in his heart. This was the happiest moment in his past few years. The person he likes is by his side, and the important friends are together. As long as he looks back, he can see that they are all there...

He has not enjoyed such tranquility for a long time.

Ever since he left Tangjiabao and joined the Yin Yang Sect, he has not only killed people but also killed people.His hands were stained with too much blood, and many times he didn't feel that he was still alive, until Changge appeared in life, Tang Zui appeared, Jun Che appeared, Gu Jiuyuan appeared...

"Tang Er is stupid! Why are you in a daze? Come down and help me!" Tang Wuchu was still immersed in his own world, when suddenly a small stone flew to his forehead, the pain made him recover, and he heard Yue Changge whimpering shook his fist at himself.

Oh, my daughter-in-law is so cute when she is angry...

Tang Wuchu laughed in a nympho, flew down the bamboo building with dog legs, and followed behind Yue Changge. If a person had a tail, then Tang Wuchu's tail would definitely be wagging happily.

Tang Zui, who was following behind, tugged Gu Jiuyuan's clothes, and his naked clothes almost fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Gu Jiuyuan yelled and lifted his clothes up, blushing, and glared at Tang Zui angrily, but he saw a strange blush coming out of Tang Zui's nose.

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"It's okay... I haven't slept well these few days." Tang Zui calmly wiped away the nosebleed, reached out and patted Gu Jiuyuan's head, then took his hand and followed Yue Changge.

The shadows of the trees are whirling, and the sound of birds is crisp. The old city is located in the center of the valley. Occasionally, Miao people and men and women sing folk songs in duet, and the echo is loud and ethereal like clouds.

Walking to a huge stone altar, Yue Changge stopped.

"Jiuyuan..." Yue Changge turned around, looked at Gu Jiuyuan with a serious face, and frowned slightly, "Although you are the son of my five-poison saint, your body still has the blood of the people of Cangguo... I don't Mind this, but if you want to learn the Poison Sutra, you must get the approval of the patriarch..."

As he said that, Gu Jiuyuan looked up and saw the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged in the stone altar, full of immortality, with stern and domineering eyes.

Yue Changge looked at the old man, told Gu Jiuyuan softly not to worry, then pulled Tang Zui and Tang Wuchu back to the stone altar and waited.

Gu Jiuyuan, who was left on the stone altar, hadn't reacted yet. Seeing that the three of Yue Changge had left, he swallowed and secretly cheered himself up.

Yue Changge said that practicing the Poison Sutra will increase the force, and this body is born with a poisonous body, so the power of the Poison Sutra will be greatly improved.

Stepping into the stone altar, Gu Jiuyuan respectfully knelt down in front of the old man, kowtowed, and before he could speak, he heard the old man speak slowly, "Yue Mingxiao's flesh and blood... are worthy of being the descendants of my Five Immortals! The poisonous body... is rare..."

well?Gu Jiuyuan was slightly taken aback... What's going on?

Before time travel to this book, he would still play Jian Wang III with his girlfriend, and he would also play Du Ge, and the suit he wore was still the coquettish Shuo Xue suit.As a man, what he longs for is the heroic spirit of the Tiance Army, the extravagance of hidden swords, the indifference and ruthlessness of the Tang Sect, the chic and unrestrained spirit of the Beggar Gang, and the flamboyant wigs of thousands of flowers...

Cough cough, well it shouldn't be like this.

My girlfriend wrote about the fake Jianwangsan. Although this is a superficial dynasty, elements of Jianwangsan are still added, and the school of Jianwangsan can be seen everywhere.

Moreover, the school's costumes are exactly the same as those in Jianwangsanli. Gu Jiuyuan felt like playing a holographic game, but he knew that the feelings here were real.

Gu Jiuyuan is no longer the original Gu Jiuyuan, the so-called natural poison body is taken advantage of by himself, he really doesn't know how to use it, what's going on.

Su Muzi, Yue Changge, their feelings should not be his own, but he can't explain all this.

Gu Jiuyuan blinked and smiled at Qu Yan.

On the other side, in the palace of the Cang Kingdom, Zhenhe changed into the gorgeous costumes of the Kingdom of Zhi.Wearing a veil, only a pair of water-blue eyes were exposed, staring at the direction of the former dormitory, a tear slipped quietly.

Fu Canghua remained silent, looking down at everything, just chuckled, stepped forward and patted Zhenhe's shoulder lightly, a burning pain came from the back of his hand, and red palm prints gradually emerged.

"I don't want to go..." After a while, Zhenhe said softly, took off the veil, and looked at Fu Canghua with firm eyes, "Why do you want to decide my life so casually?"

"Casually?" Fu Canghua narrowed his eyes slightly, and chuckled, "Zhenhe, born in the royal family, never decides the future by himself, look at me..."

"It's you who don't want to fight for it, but I'm not! Let me tell you, Fu Canghua, I will never get married!" Zhenhe suddenly yelled, she threw off her veil, walked back to the room angrily, and slammed the door.

Fu Canghua bent down and picked up the veil on the ground, held it in his hands, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Even you know that I won't fight for it... Fu Canghua, Fu Canghua, you are not even as good as your sister... "

When he went back to the palace that day, he didn't find Zhenhe, only a letter she left on her desk.The letter stated that she didn't want to be a victim of the royal family's struggle, and she was going to find her own future, even knowing that she might be scarred, but she didn't regret it!

He didn't believe it at that time, but now Zhenhe is serious and has grown up, but as a member of the royal family, how many people can control their own destiny?

Their whole lives have been a struggle...