Comprehensive slap in the face and fan red building

"The Great Qing Empire" records: Although Aixinjueluo Yinfeng and Rongguo Gong Jiashe did not marry Qin and Jin, they became lifelong partners and created a local Platonic love.

Jia Amnesty and Yin Renglin looked through the history books, read the last sentence, grabbed their nephew and grandson and beat them up again, emphasizing their innocence again and again.

However, there is no egg or use.

After death, Jia Amnesty and Yinfeng looked at the tomb where they were buried together, and fought again when they were in the state of their souls.After being slapped in the face and urged to reincarnate, Yinfeng gave a good review and left.

Looking at the dissipated soul in the system, Jia Amnesty covered his beaten face, his mind went blank for a moment, and before he left, the dead Tsundere said "thank you".

After being silent for a while, Jia Amnesty turned his head and asked about the slap in the face, saying his own sigh: "I have also experienced three times of reincarnation, and I am a little bit unbearable. I feel that I will gradually forget all the things that happened in the early years. Tell me about the life of the gods. It’s so long, aren’t they boring, and you future generations, with such amazing technology, have unlimited lives in the future, so you should panic and seek death if you are too idle.”

He is too sentimental and reluctant to part with it. Every time he gets good comments, he suffers more and more.

I really want to go with them.

He didn't want to have so many memories, he was afraid that he would become numb in the end.

He still likes to live with flesh and blood, laughing and cursing, and then die when he dies, drink Mengpo soup to forget the past, and reincarnate happily is the best.

Slapping the face and opening the mouth, the tone is the same as usual, with an electronically synthesized voice: "So you have learned to court death, right? You have learned to fight with ghosts."

Jia She rolled his eyes: "It's rare to be a human being once. If you don't grab the little tail of youth and burn it wantonly, what if you make me unable to eat, drink and have fun later?"

"Then you can cultivate yourself to become a master!"

Jia Amnesty: "..."

When Jia She came back to his senses again, he wished to give the slap in the face the middle finger.

Grass mud horse!

He he he he he he he he he he he he he became a redwood seedling.

The mahogany wood pattern is beautiful, the material is hard and durable, and it is the first choice for the rich and powerful to build furniture.There are a lot of mahogany furniture in his house, especially in his life, the top-quality sandalwood and red sandalwood among the mahogany, these things must be at the tribute level.However, his family also has one, and the plaque on which Rongguo Mansion was built is sandalwood and red sandalwood.After all, it's a way of making it, and it's a way for the grandparents to clap their arms to express their blessings and hardships; of course, like the next three generations, he is considered developed, and he has seen and used it.

In other words, if he is not a master, he has to be a material.

"Slap in the face, the baby is incompatible with you!" Jia Redwood Jing She snarled vigorously while absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.The growth period of mahogany is extremely slow, and it takes hundreds of years to grow into a towering tree.

He had resisted passively, and then he was scared by the saw and signed a lot of unequal contracts. Only then did the slap in the face instigate him to get away from the lumberjack, move to another place and continue to inhale and refine.

Do not practice immortality.

He still remembers Yang Meiren's hatred, there is no good thing in the heaven.

As soon as he thought about it, Jia Amnesty watched the strong wind and thunder and lightning strike him, and he blocked his face with a "twig" aggrievedly.If a person moves a living tree, he will die, and if he moves its position again, he will die.Besides, he is a young sapling, he has not yet grown legs, so he can move freely.

Explosive grievance!

Jia She looked at the torso that was almost scorched by a thunderbolt, and once again tortured and slapped his face in his heart, asking why: "Little face, who is the predestined person in my life!"

"Little slap, if you don't say anything, I really want to slap you!"

"Little fan fan, such a sensational fan fan, look at other people's systems and then look at you, you are a middle-school child, a rebellious boy!"

"Slap in the face, if you don't open your mouth again, I will scold you for being a thief, and if you come to Nine Heavens Xuanlei, at worst, we will die together!"

"Please, it's been almost 200 years. I've read all the TV dramas, movies and novels I saved for the third time, and I even wrote a million-dollar masterpiece myself."

"Big……"

Jia Sheyan fiddled with the leaves, tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows, he will draw a circle and start cursing his descendants.

Is it necessary to look down on your ancestors so much?

Jia She groaned, rolled up his sleeves and wrote the essay silently, continuing to imagine Su Shuang's life of counterattack all the way.Suddenly, one day, Jia She could hear the sound of beating and killing, and Jia She tried to be a decent ordinary tree, shaking the leaves when the wind should shake the leaves.

At any rate, he is still considered a little fairy, and he is still a cultured fairy. He changed himself into a beautiful and low-key bark to cover up his red, rich and handsome nature.

Tree of Wits!

Still got cut!

Jia Amnesty: "... Slap in the face, you want me to die?"

The slapping and incitement was so noisy: "I'm not going to die for you. You are so quiet now that you can be a big tree with a bit of responsibility, okay? You are no longer a young seedling, of course you have to be treated as wood. This is also a dryad One must go through a catastrophe! One drink and one peck, karma is determined. There is no tree that does not experience this catastrophe. Think about the osmanthus in the Moon Palace, which is cut down every day. Your long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. The knife will do it."

Jia She felt that he was furious: "I have worked so hard to become a master, and you tell me now, you are just teasing me and getting me chopped off, why don't you go to heaven."

Slapping the face and inciting the words, said: "It's rare that I didn't tell you that this time the object of obsession is your family's plaque?"

Jia Amnesty was confused: "Plaque?"

"In the history of our country, there has always been a saying that meritorious deeds make immortals. The original founding generation was revered by the people, especially like your family. It is Jia Yuan and Jia Daishan who have made the most contributions. Therefore, the plaque has wisdom. Unexpectedly, the descendants are not filial. "The face-slap fan said coldly: "After the plaque was confiscated in Jia's house, it was recycled by the Ministry of Industry and fell apart. Finally, after the changes of the times, it finally became a village pig."

"Pig noise?" Jia She muttered twice, swearing, "You really didn't tell me!"

"...Then who told you to fight with Yinfeng, you got confused and messed up."

Jia Amnesty: "Are you still called artificial intelligence? You've learned to lie, so you're throwing the blame away."

"Everything is up to its owner."

"You...ahhh!" Before Jia Amnesty could speak, he felt dizzy and dizzy.After recovering, I realized that I had already started sawing with a saw.

Although Jia Amnesty is a little demon, but his skills are quite shallow, relying on slapping his face and provoking this non-mysterious technological means to protect him, he didn't suffer much pain from being separated from his body, but his whole body still seemed to be eaten by ants. Being thrown into the frying pan for frying, I was writhing in pain.

Heartache.

"It hurts me to death. Is there any medicine for anesthesia or medicine?" Jia She was so painful that he felt that his soul was out of his body, but he slapped his pig teammate in the face and even read him the story of "Slate and Stone Statue" affectionately. —"The stone statue said: "The reason is very simple. It is because I have been tempered and hammered countless times by people, and I have endured countless sufferings and tempers to become this stone statue. .And you, greedy for ease and enjoyment, will become a slate in two or three strokes. "

"No pain No gain."

"Think about the trials and tribulations that Yang Jian has gone through to become a saint in the flesh; Dongfang Bubai grew up step by step in the Sun Moon God Sect from a poor boy without father and mother; and you yourself, although you have learned a lot for Yinfeng, but Those who are greedy for comfort and enjoyment, who steal and play tricks, talk more and more..."

The slap in the face fanned seriousness: "Next time you should be Zhu Bajie. By the way, there is a very good adaptation of Journey to the West for future generations. "The Monkey King" Zhu Bajie has gone through thousands of loves."

Jia Amnesty: "!"

"I... I don't hurt, I don't hurt, and I can be a master only through suffering." Jia She's mind flashed the image of Zhu Bajie, gasped, and said intermittently.

Jia She comforted himself silently: "No...it doesn't hurt, I...I can still go home and see my grandparents!"

With the big radish he had dreamed up, Jia Amnesty endured it until it was transported to the capital. When he heard the words of the small official from the Ministry of Industry, his eyes lit up—choose me, choose me!

Lao Tzu is sandalwood red sandalwood, the real red rich handsome!

Peel off the bark, and you can see my real body!

Hurry up!