The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Green Fu said with a very firm eyebrow: "I protect my grandfather, I willingly die until I die."

Green Fu is so arrogant, because this is really the belief in her heart, Long Jiu is her god, gave her a new life, love is not another thing, she is willing to be one thing, green Fu is also a woman who loves and hates.

Red Nine deeply looked at Green Fu, and although Green Fu had his eyebrows, Red Nine did not see her expression, but he noticed a trace of taste from these tone. Red Nine is not cold-blooded, he is just indifferent and cold, Green Fu He didn't know that he didn't know. After all, he had been with him for so many years. Green Fu will show a hint of love again. The red nine is so slow that he has been aware of it for a long time.

Therefore, Hongjiu does not know how to do it. It is fair to Green Fu, only indifference, hope that Green Fu can be difficult to retreat, but Green Fu is a stubborn woman. Red nine boring eyes.

Asking the world what the situation is, directing people to hurt their brains.

His heart only pretends to be a phoenix, and no one can accommodate any other person.

Green Fu silently retired, Red Nine stood up, went to another window, held his hand and looked at it, you can look at the entire Chang'an Street. Suddenly, the red nine holes smashed, and the eyes were stained with squalor. Coldly watching the scene of Chang'an Street not far away.

The dragon ten was entangled by many beautiful people. The whole people of Chang'an Street cheered and danced in the palm of their mouths and said hello to hell, loud cheers, enthusiasm, excitement, and everyone celebrated themselves.

Feng Xiaoer grinned and watched Long Ten being entangled by various high-slim and thin beauty and could not get away. He had to sigh that the woman of Xiao Shi’s class was really good. It was the most popular prince of the dynasty.

And Dragon Seven is pitiful, quietly following Feng Xiaoer, not talking or annoying, just like a gentleman to follow and protect the beloved woman.

Let the others look elegant and graceful, and the viewers are envious.

Feng Xiaoer didn't think so. How could she not smash the dragon seven? Hard and soft do not work, Feng Xiaoer simply ignored the dragon seven, and pulled the small potatoes to stop in front of the old man who sold the candied haws.

Feng Yuer felt that the old man looked kind and kind, and the breezy night in the early spring, but no one came to buy a candied haw, people are celebrating, so the business of the old man is very bleak. There was a sorrow in the old man's eyebrows, and Feng Xiaoer looked very uncomfortable.

It’s time to enjoy the age of such a big age. The old man is selling the candied haws alone. It’s all forced by life. The world is really unfair. The corrupt officials squander the hard money of the poor, and the money is for the poor. Save money.

Weak meat and strong food, strong survive? I hope that there are not so many poor people in the world.

Feng Xiaoer touched the waist and took out the silver bag, revealing a kind and gentle smile. He said to the old man, "Old man, you can't get your candied haws."

The old man was excited, the thin face was full of surprises, the smile was pleasant, the frowns of the corners of the eyes were deeper, and the deep-eyed eyes were full of gratitude watching Feng Xiaoer, taking the candied haws and putting them in large bags. Feng Xiaoer glanced at them. More than 30 pieces, put the whole bag of silver into the hands of the old man. "Old man, give you money"

The old man opened the silver bag and panicked: "Miss, this is too much. I only need thirty-two silvers..."

Feng Xiaoer simply put the silver into the old bag, and the atmosphere suddenly said: "How old is the silver, what do you think of the money? Give it to you, anyway, I have more money."

The money that Feng Xiaoer earned with his own storytelling helped people feel particularly fulfilled.

I was afraid that the honest and honest old man would not accept the money. Feng Xiaoer stuffed the silver bag into the **** and pulled away the small potato. The old man said behind her: "The girl is a good person, the good man will have a good report. ”

Feng Xiaoer raised his mouth and opened a nice arc, smiling with satisfaction.

Good people have good news? Feng Xiaoer does not believe, but it is enough to help people to have happy satisfaction in their hearts.

The old man looked at the back of Feng Xiaoer, showing a kind smile, muttering to himself: "It’s a female bodhisattva, my son’s cough is sick with silver.”

Long Qi looked at the old man and caught up with Feng Xiaoer.

Feng Xiaoer sent the candied haws to everyone, and there were still a few left in the bag. I thought about giving the red nine and leaving one for the dragon, but Feng Xiaoer remembered that the red nine with the candied haw, the red nine did not know Why is it angry, shot the candied haws on the ground, a faint pain in my heart, this time to Aji, he will shoot it?

In the absence of God, Long Qi stood behind Feng Xiao'er, and Feng Xiaoer had no psychological will be the Dragon Seven. He took out the candied haws and ate it with a small potato. The mouth was full, the cheeks bulged, pink The little lips are more red and rhythmically chewed.

Seeing that Dragon Seven has an appetite, I can’t help but ask: “Is it so delicious?”

Feng Yu’s mouth chewed, and the strabismus of the squint was silent. The words were unclear and said: “I don’t want to eat... Lao Niang... Yes, eat?”

Isn't it nonsense? This stinky boy. It’s simply not pleasing.

Long Qi feels funny, so there is no image of Feng Xiaoer, cute and funny. There were some red marks on the corners of the mouth. The dragon seven subconsciously took out the Jinpa to help the phoenix children to wipe. Feng Xiaoer quickly escaped, turned and pulled out his Juan Pai mouth, and lost two in his mouth. Sugar-coated haws.

The dragon stepped in front of Feng Xiao'er in two steps, and asked: "Hey, the king wants to eat."

Feng Yuer’s mouth is bulging, blinking: “Yes, one hundred and two”

Anyway, their royal people have money, and they don’t earn money. Feng Yuer thinks this way.

Long Qi Wenya smiled and took a silver ticket from the sleeve and handed it to Feng Xiaoer. Feng Xiaoer quickly reached out and took the silver ticket and handed a bunch of candied haws to Dragon Seven.

Long Qi was delayed, Feng Xiaoer unpleasantly raised his eyebrows, and said fiercely: "No, don't forget, the silver ticket has not retreated."

Long Qi quickly took the candied haws in the hands of Feng Xiaoer and smiled: "No, just want to let the nephew feed the king."

Feng Xiaoer’s eyes and eyes, the incredible dragon and seven eyes, angered: "Dragon seven, you have to face, where to cool where to go, obscurity is very good"

Dragon Seven is not annoyed, but smiles: "Five hundred two, don't feed?"

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The dragon seven pets smiled and watched the phoenix eyes and eyes, and made her play, really happy, never so happy.

Feng Xiaoer has a nap, fierce dragon seven: "Look what to see, eat your candy cane" turn and leave.

The Dragon Seven stepped over to Feng Xiao'er and continued to play with no worries: "This king has never eaten this candy cane, I don't know if it is good or not..."

Feng Xiaoer madly clenched his fists and stepped on his feet, frowning his mouth, and his face was very uncomfortable. He set a candy cane from the hand of the dragon seven, indicating the dragon's seven mouths, the dragon seven mouths, containing the candied haws, and closing the mouth of the chewing.

Feng Xiaoer gnawed his teeth: "Is it satisfied? Don't follow me anymore..." The voice trembled, like a sharpening knife, Feng Xiaoer is already very restrained.

Long Qi did not ignore the anger of Feng Xiaoer, and used Jinpa to gently wipe the red pigment of the corner of his mouth.

Seeing in the eyes of Feng Xiaoer is the Sven scum.