The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chapter 125: Master does not need to find a lover

The handwriting on the list is very neat, and it’s very penalized.

First: Nangong Temple

Identity: Confucianism Master

Second: Xue Meng

Identity: The Lord of Life and Death

Xue Meng: "........................"

He slammed the book, and the muscles on his face were shaking. It seemed that if he relaxed a little, he would not be able to stop the flood of beasts in his heart.

"Yes." Xue Meng sullenly sullenly, took the book and patted the horrified stall owner, and each word was broken from the teeth and smashed.

"This book is wrapped up separately for me. I took it back and studied it."

The "Unknown Clouds" was rudely smashed into the robes, and Xue Meng held a book reel that he had picked up to him, and staggered back to the mountains.

He is very angry.

It’s going to be mad.

The family of the family is ranked second in the list?

Pooh! Which one has smashed the list of dog eyes, let him know, he had to take the man out and press the hundred fists on the ground to get rid of the gas! Go to your pride! Dog stuff!

This kind of anger is to neutralize the ecstasy in his heart to a little bit. When returning to the red lotus water, Xue Meng's mood is finally normal, and will not burn again, and it will burst. Although he is still very excited, but because he has just been angry, one to two, the brain is still awake, not confused.

At this time, two high-ranking disciples were guarded outside the otter, and others were not allowed to let go, so that the elders could rest.

But Xue Meng is a young master, who dares to stop?

So Xue Meng Shun Shun went in the local area.

At this time, the sky is dark, and the window of the main hall of the otter is half-open, revealing the soft light of honey. Xue Meng didn't know if the Master had woken up, so he took a light footstep and took the book and pushed the door in.

It was so quiet around, he could hear his heartbeat, like a bird that jumped on the branches.

For the time being, he left the "Unintelligible" list, calmed his breath, and looked brightly on the bed.

"..."

For a long time, Xue Meng was stunned.

"Hey?"

How is nobody in bed?

He was about to look further, and suddenly a cold hand rested on his shoulder.

A voice screaming with wet and cold water vapor screamed behind him: "Hello you are good at red lotus water, what is your intention?"

"..." Xue Mengqi turned his head in a stiff and incomparable manner. On the pale face, the light was dim, he couldn’t see it clearly, and he was scared "Wow-" and shouted, his arms raised. Mamming towards each other!

Unexpectedly, the other party is faster than him. His skill is like a violent wind. He squats in the neck of Xue Meng, and then he squats on Xue Meng’s abdomen. According to him, he is quite straight, and the books in his arms are scattered all over the floor. It’s not awkward.

Xue Meng was only suddenly shocked, but when he was kneeling on the ground, he was really shocked!

I have to know that he is not the same as it used to be. He has been working hard in the past five years. Nangong is not his opponent, but this person who has not even seen his face has nothing to do with his two tricks. ,who is it?

The skull creaked and the blood rushed into the skull.

However, at this time, I heard the person said extremely coldly: "I have been retiring for five years, and now everyone is willing to go to the place where I live. Who is your disciple, your master? Didn't teach you the rules." ?"

When the voice fell, Xue Meng had already leaned over and hugged him.

"Master! Master!!"

Chu nightning: "..."

Xue Meng looked up, originally wanted to endure, but still couldn't hold back, tears collapsed, he could not help but whimpered: "Master, it is me... you are... I am..."

It turned out that Chu Ning was just awakened, went out to take a bath, so his hands are still cool, with some water vapor. He stood in the same place, but the lights were dark, but it was enough to see it at the moment.

What is in front of you is a young man of about twenty.

His skin is very white, his eyebrows are dark and dark, and the distance between the eyes and the eyebrows is slightly closer than that of ordinary people, so it looks deep and eyebrows. As for the lips, it is full and moist, and the lips look good. Such a face, even when it is angry, carries some pampering. In fact, people who look like this are very easy to get along with the word "beauty", but he will not.

The most divine/rhymatic place on a person's face is the eye. Xuemeng's eyes are like spirits. Forever, the spicy, warm, and radiant light is very pressing.

With these two pools of wine, even if you wear the ice-white and soft jade pot, you will never teach people to admit their mistakes.

After all, five years have passed. When Chu was born in the night, Xue Meng was only sixteen years old. Now he is twenty-one.

The age of sixteen or seven is the time when men change the most. One year looks like a figure. After half a year, Chu Ning missed five years, so he suddenly met and did not recognize him.

"... Xue Meng."

After a long while, Chu nightning stared at him and slowly screamed.

It is like calling him, but also like telling himself.

This is Xue Meng, Xue Meng is no longer the childish boy in his memory, he grew up, his shoulders are wide, his height is also...

Chu nightning quietly pulled him up.

"What are you doing, get up."

"..."

There is not much difference between height and self.

The years lost in young people will be extraordinarily fast, and three children will sculpted a child into a mature appearance. When I was awake, the first person I met at the end of the night was Xue Zhengyi. I haven’t felt how long the five years have been. But when I saw Xue Meng, I realized that it was a lot of people and things. It has changed.

"Master, Lingshan Conference, I..." Xue Meng was not so calm, but he took Chu and said that he said West, "I took the first."

Chu night Ning first looked at him, and then had a smile on his lips: "It should be."

Xue Meng blushes and says, "I, I am beaten with Nangong, he, he has a martial arts, I don't have it, I...", speaking, I feel that the meaning of my invitation is too red/naked, but I am embarrassed. , bowed his head and licked the cloak.

"I didn't give the Master a shame."

Chu night Ning smiled lightly, nodded and said: "I think I have suffered a lot."

"Do not suffer or suffer!" Xue Meng paused and said, "Sweet."

Chu night Ning reached out and tried to touch his head as usual, but thought that Xue Meng was not a child now. It was actually inappropriate to do so. He turned over and patted his shoulder.

The books on the ground were scattered everywhere, and the mentor and the master picked up the books one by one and placed them on the table.

“Buy so much?” Chu said, “When do I want to see?”

"Not much, the master looks at ten lines, and finishes it one night."

"..."

Even after so long, Xue Meng’s admiration is still unabated. However, Chu Xiening is somewhat speechless. He didn't know what to say, he ignited the candlelight and flipped a few books.

"Jiang Dongtang changed his head?"

"Changed, the new head is a woman, it is said that the temper is particularly bad."

Chu Yuning went on to see it again. The page he read was about Jiang Dongtang’s notes, and he spoke a lot of articles. Chu’s night was very focused and looked at him, facing the “Jiangdongtang’s new head life”. Suddenly, I asked the sentence casually: "Ink burning... How about these years?"

He asked very restrained, very shallow.

Therefore, Xue Meng did not feel too awkward and honestly said: "Not bad."

Chu night Ning squinted: "What does it mean?"

Xue Meng took a wording and said: "It is like a person."

“He used to be unlike an individual?”

Not waiting for Xue Meng to open, Chu night Ning nodded again.

“It’s not like an individual. You go on.”

"..." Xuemen is best at telling his story very long and wonderfully. It is very short and simple to tell others, especially the burning stories.

"He has been running around for years, and he has learned something." Xue Meng said, "There is nothing else."

"He didn't go to Lingshan Conference?"

"No, he was practicing in Snow Valley at the time."

Chu night Ning did not ask again.

The two talked about some other things, Xue Meng was afraid that he was tired, although there are still countless words to say, but still hold back, first retire.

After he left, Chu night Ning was lying on the bed.

He still remembers what happened in the ghost world, so he is not surprised by the change in ink burning. It’s just a slap in the face, and in the spring and fall, Xue Meng is now out so that he almost can’t recognize it. He doesn’t know what it’s like today.

He still remembers that Xue Zhengyi said to him when he left today: "Yu Heng, you will have a banquet in Mengpo Hall tomorrow to celebrate your departure. You must not push it, I will send the letter to the flaming child, you can not let He rushed back, and he didn’t eat, drink, drink?”

Chu nightning did not refuse, although he does not love the excitement, but the ink is always his weakness.

Listening to Xue Zhengxuan, the last time the colorful butterfly town was cracked, many villages at the foot of Baitou Mountain were destroyed. Now the people who survived are injured and wounded. Because of the depletion, the stockades are still run down. Unbearable. The entire snowfield is like a **** on earth.

Burning these days, there are help to rebuild the village.

He looked at the book under the light of the candle, still couldn't help but get up, waved his sleeve and brought a voice of Haitang, thought about it and said: "Respect the Lord, work hard to repair a book, and say with the ink, let him Don't worry, I can get back to the best. If I can't come back, I won't blame him. The weather is getting colder. Every winter in Baitou Mountain is very cold and difficult to make him settle down in the village. Don't deal with it."

After throwing away this jellyfish flower, Chu nightning sighed and re-slid back to the bed, picked up half of the compendium of the comprehension and continued to read it.

Although his eyesight is not as exaggerated as Xue Meng said, he can read these voluminous volumes overnight, but reading a few annals is still very easy.

Late at night, the lights in the candlestick flow into a secluded pool. Chu Xiaoning closed his eyes and frowned slightly.

He has read all the stories about the five-year revision of the real world. At the beginning, the contents of the book were still not floating, but when it was written that the town of Caidie was once again cracked, there was a lot of description about the ink burning.

Chu Xiaoning was originally lying on his side, with one hand supporting his hand and lazily turning the page. After reading this, I couldn't help but sit up and take a closer look.

"Under the repair of the people and the east, to the side of the border, encountering the construction of the wall and sticking to it, do not let it in. Every day, the sky is overcast, and the evil spirits are everywhere. The daggers are thousands of dead in front of the wall, and the blood is drifting. By September, the grain road is broken. The people are not allowed to eat for 17 days.

What is written here is that the lower cult is ruined by ghosts. Many people want to escape to the martyrdom of the upper cult, but they are rejected. In the end, there is no food in the abdomen, and they kill each other to eat meat.

The hurricane and blood of the sky, and now it has become a few words on paper, and Chu’s late reading is not a taste.

"The sorrow of the dead is the son of the younger son, the son of the son is burned as the head of the celestial being, and the sword is out of the shackles. The dragon knives are riddled with evil spirits before and after, and the enemy is broken, and Xue Meng’s name rises. The ink burns the singularity of the sky. The land government, its enchantment technique, the teacher Chu night Ning, actually nothing worse, the world shocked."

Although Chu Xiening knows that the crack described here is not as serious as it was in the past, but he was somewhat surprised and slightly widened his eyes: "Can he cover the sky with his hands and fill the cracks?"

Looking down, I read a lot of essays that ignited the world and smashed the evil spirits.

"...Hedong has a shackle, and Bitanzhuang refused to do this for some reason. The ink burned and went, met the Yellow River and sneaked, and on the 3rd, the dagger burned it, and suffered. However, the son was severely wounded and penetrated the rib. Fortunately, there is a lonely moon in the night, Jiang’s..."

Chu night Ning fingertips are cold.

The son is heavily wounded and traversing the ribs.

Whose belly, who's rib? Ink burned?

He clearly said that he would never read the wrong words. At this time, he did not want to believe it. He repeatedly read it four or five times. He put his finger on it in the sixth time, and looked at it one word at a time.

The ink is burning and going... Three days of war...

Chu Jingning seems to have seen the back of a black Xiao Yu in front of his eyes. The boots are stepping on the huge waves of the Yellow River, holding one hand and holding the shining sacred willows in one hand.

Daggers burned and suffered. However, the son is heavy.

His hand was tightened on the paper, and the joints were jade.

He saw that the ink burned in the stormy waves, and the willows were smashed out, and the fire-like ghosts screamed and shouted, and the skulls of the skulls were cut down. In a flash, the blood was splashed, and at the same time, the claws of the dragons rushed through. The burning ribs!

The giant beast that had lost his head swayed and eventually crashed into the ground. The huge body cut off the flow of the Yellow River. The ink burned down on the riverside. He stood still again and his clothes were instantly immersed in blood...

Chu nightning slowly closed his eyes.

For a long time, for a long time, they did not open. It’s just a trembling eyelash, it’s slightly moist.

Then, without exception, those books said that the ink was burned as "Mc Master."

Chu Xiaoning saw these three words, only felt strange, can not tell the strange.

He couldn't relate the smile, the lazy teenager, to the name "Mo Zong Shi". He missed too many things about ink burning, and suddenly felt that if the man returned tomorrow, would he still be able to recognize the apprentice?

The disciples who had more scars became the apprentices of the Mo Zongshi.

Thinking this way, my heart could not help but give birth to some vague uneasiness.

He really wants to see the ink, but he is not very daring to see the ink.

In such a heart, Chu Xiaoning went to the middle of the night to sleep vaguely.

Even if the person who died once, still do not know how to take care of himself, lying in a pile of files, the quilt is not covered. He is really weak, his energy has not yet fully recovered, and there are few people who dare to swear by the red lotus water. No one wakes him up. This sleeps dark and dark, when Chu nightning wakes up, it is already The second day was late.

Chu night Ning opened the window and looked at the next day, and fell into a long silence.

"....................."

The red clouds reflected the lake, and a wild crane flew over the sky, and the tired birds returned home.

It’s time...

Did he lie in bed for a day and a night?

Chu nightning face color iron blue, hands on the window sill, slamming, almost pinched the wooden strip.

It’s really awkward, the feast that the Lord has set for him will soon begin, but he still has sleepy eyes, his clothes are not well-dressed, his hair is scattered... What should I do? What to do? What to do? What to do? !

He is secretly anxious.

"Yu Heng!" At this time, Xue Zhengyi came up the mountain, he shoved into the house, saw a sitting on the couch, an unpredictable Chu nightning, could not help but live.

"How come yet?"

"Started." Chu night Ning Dao, if it is not a forehead with a broken hair, his appearance is really majestic, "what is the Lord? You need to kiss."

"Nothing is okay, I haven't let you go down in a day, and I'm worried." Xue Zheng slammed his hand. "When it's up, it's groomed and washed. Go to Mengpotang for a while. When the guilty master walks, he has to explain it. You can only eat after an hour. You haven’t eaten anything since you woke up yesterday. It’s just over twelve o’clock. I’ve prepared a lot of dishes you like. What kind of crab lion head, sweet-scented osmanthus, go, go together."

"There is no need to work hard." Chu nightning listened to the crab head lion head, sweet-scented osmanthus sugar, too lazy to take care of it, ready to change clothes and follow Xue Zhengyi.

After all, the crab lion head is hot, and it is boring when it is cold.

"Should, it should be." Xue Zhengyi watched him stay in bed and put on his shoes, and then he took a moment and suddenly remembered something. He said, "Oh, yes, there is one more thing."

Chu nightning was originally not good at life, slept for five years, but it was a moment of dullness. He put the shoes and socks on the opposite side. After a long period of time, he found that it was wrong, and he changed it back.

He concentrated on wearing a sock, so he didn't lift his head. He said: "What?"

Xue Zhengxuan smiled and said: "The burning child sent an urgent letter this morning, saying that he must rush back tonight. He also brought you a gift, this child is really bigger and more sensible, I am... 哎, Yu Heng, you What did you take off your sock?"

"Nothing, this is yesterday."

Chu Xiaoning said: "Some dirty, change the set."

"...that's why you just changed?"

"I just didn't remember."

Xue Zhengyi is very straightforward. He doesn't do what he wants. He just looks around in a circle and sighs with emotion: "Speaking of Yuheng, you are also a big boss. I think, you are the time to find a Taoist, you see you. This house. The masters of the crimes are still neatly arranged. As a result, you wake up and live without living. Just a piece of paper in the east, a piece of robe in the west... Do you want me to pay attention to you?"

"Please ask the Lord to go out."

"Hey?"

Chu night Ning Yin calmed his face, nothing good temper: "I change clothes."

"Haha, okay, go out and go out, but what about the buddy...?"

Chu night, Ning slammed his head, looking like an icy lake, glaring at Xue Zhengyi’s eyelessness.

Xue Zhengyi finally felt a bit of a taste, and laughed twice: "...I just asked, Yuheng this condition, generally you can not see."

Chu Xiaoning dropped his eyelids and looked like a white Xue Xingyi.

Xue Zhengyi sighed and said helplessly: "Is it wrong? I know you are picky."

Chu night Ning faintly said: "I just have no such thing, just how to be picky."

"Since you don't pick it, then you can say, what kind of look can you win your eyes? I don't want to insist on it, but at least I can help you pay attention."

Chu Xiaoning disliked him and was too lazy to talk to him, so he casually said: "Living. Woman. Respect the Lord to pay attention, don't send."

When he said that Xue Zhengyi was pushed out of the door, Xue Zhengyi was unwilling to go through a life and death. He was sincerely concerned about the lifelong events of Chu Xinning.

When Xue Ning was in the middle of the same year, Xue Zhengyi especially regretted that he wanted to have a child staying in the late night, just like his brother. Then he had a thought, and someone can take care of it and can compensate.

However, Chu Xiaoning has neither children nor brothers, and he is alone.

Xue Zhengyi was very upset at that time. He felt that he was very sorry. He felt that he was lonely and lonely.

"You asked to say that it is not the same as saying it... Yu Heng, really, I said seriously - hehe!"

Xue Zhengyi was struggling, and Chu Ning had already pushed him out, and he slammed the door.

By the way, he also fell into an enchantment and kept him out.

Xue Zhengyi: "..."

The author has something to say: today's bib has welfare~

"Mulberry" wife's master and dog in the snow, warm hand drawing ~ tapping beautiful ~ dog's eyes Su sent me, I want to let his pro teacher respect a bit ~ by head ~ saw a happy new year The feeling~ really super beautiful, and the dog 2.0 is really the same as the master, wearing white clothes, haha~ thank you~

"Imperial big hamster" wife (噗好萌)'s master and dog 1.0, 1.0 cool ~ very domineering ~ there are also their own q version, all knock cute ~ ~ crab crab big hamster, grateful ~

Update the small theater "The requirements for men and men to meet the requirements of the Taoist"

The head sends down a small test paper, which asks everyone to write their own requirements for the Taoist.

Chu nightning: How come again? The text has said that women, living people. That's it.

Ink burning: (sigh)... In fact, I don't know what the requirements of the Taoist are, but I feel that it is not suitable for falling in love with my IQ.

Xue Meng (seriously, thinking hard): height can not be lower than my chin, weight can not be higher than my weight, waist can not be thicker than my thigh, preferably almond eyes, I like almond eyes, looks can not lose to the division昧(师昧:......), force can't lose to ink burning (ink burning: handing over, no such woman), loyalty, will give priority to cooking, focus: must be spicy, I can't stand 鸳鸯pot. Although there is no emperor in my family to inherit from me, I feel that I am not an old man, and I don’t care if I am married. After all, the career of a man’s husband is more important, so if there is any dissatisfaction in the above conditions, then I will not ask for my talk and avoid waste. Time to each other.

Teacher: It’s good to be kind, and it’s not very important to be beautiful.

Nangong Yu: First, honest. Second, beautiful.

Ye Forgiveness: ... no interest.

Mei Hanxue: Can you find someone who can improve my play, can you? Director, the two men's boat play need no substitute?