Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 35: Shocking Encounter
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Meng Fuyao always runs to “Chrysanthemum Road” recently.
It’s not who she’s fancy, but she always feels that Feng Mo is a pity, such elegant and insightful people should be accompanied by the scrolls, sharing the purple hair, it should not be such a pearl that is dusty and degenerate. Guguan.
She was rich and readily forced the old bustard to agree to the redemption. Who knew Feng Mo would not leave. Meng Fuyao was kindly treated as a donkey liver and lungs. She was very sad. She was not a nosy person, just a past life. I am an intellectual, so I don’t want to see the literati in trouble, and I don’t want someone to be willing to do it.
At that time, Feng Mo smiled slightly at her incomprehensible gaze. His light scarlet sleeves brushed the black wooden table, and he poured her a cup of fragrant chrysanthemum tea. He said in a curly fragrance, “I’m in Wait for someone.”
Meng Fuyao raised his questioning eyes.
“Years ago, she said to wait for me here. After that, I wandered into the Five Lakes for a long time. She was no longer there when I came back. The original house was demolished and the restaurant was rebuilt. Many of the sceneries are completely different, but Some things are still left in the yard, and the cluster of Ziyunying she planted in the backyard has not been removed, so I am reluctant to leave here.”
He smiled slightly, the style unique to an older but more attractive man, the shallow crow’s feet at the corner of his eyes stretched out, a wonderful arc.
“As for this is an elephant house–what does it matter?”
Meng Fuyao silently, looking down at the light yellow chrysanthemum thread in the green tea slowly blooming, like the tentacles in the heart quietly spreading, implicated in some untouchable past events, there were some people in that place in the previous life. Waiting for themselves, everyone has people who are waiting for themselves and for themselves, but everyone is forced to move forward and change trajectory in an impetuous life. What kind of persistence is needed to be able to stay in the same place?
There was a tidal wave of dew from the bottom of her heart. It was a kind of touch that found resonance. Feng Mo’s persistence made her feel that she had met a friend.
People like Feng Mo are indeed suitable for being a bosom friend. It has nothing to do with Fengyue, and does not involve *. You can play a good chess and a wonderful piano. What’s more rare is that no piano player has the impatience and ridicule of a third-rate rookie. No matter how stupid Meng Fuyao moves, he can only smile and give me careful guidance. A game of chess is played from morning to noon. Meng Fuyao is holding the chessboard and meditating step by step. He smiles and waits, his eyes occasionally drifting across the pure wooden promenade. Zi Yunying fell on the ground.
Meng Fuyao felt that here she finally found the peace of mind that she had never had in the past eighteen years. The responsibilities and tribulations that have been following and torturing her are revealed by those slender and bright eyes. The smile gradually calmed down. She was obsessed with this rare peace. She liked to see Feng Mo’s helpless and tolerant expression towards her stinky chess when playing chess, and she liked to see his gentle and gentle gestures when he stroked the falling Zi Yunying petals. , A dream like picking up a handful of pearls scattered in memory, and when he carefully picked up the petals, the eyes with a touch of longing and shallow memories.
After a short period of time, it was Feng Mo’s birthday. Feng Mo naturally did not tell Meng Fuyao, but Meng Fuyao remembered that when he talked about his parents’ birthday when he was young, they continued to drink chrysanthemums that afternoon. Tea talks about poetry and books. In the evening, when Feng Mo sat down at the table again, what he held up was not a chessboard, but a table of exquisite dishes.
Meng Fuyao stood at the door of the elegant room, looking at him with his chest and eyebrows raised, and said, “Happy birthday.”
Feng Mo looked at her silently, and saw Meng Fuyao thinking that he had rice on his face or sprinkled meat sauce on his body. After careful inspection, Meng Fuyao looked at Feng Mo in amazement and smiled, “Are you moving ?”
Feng Mo smiled without answering, beckoning her to come over, Meng Fuyao sat next to him, blinked his eyes and said, “Hey, I am touched by this? Then I still have a gift. Will you take it out? Hold me and cry?”
“You can try it out.” Under the light and shadow of the light red wind lantern, Feng Mo’s eyes shone slightly, and his eyes flowed like horizontal waves of water.
Meng Fuyao was mysterious, took out a box, Feng Mo smiled, and Meng Fuyao urged him impatiently, “Open, open.”
The ebony box of agarwood is faint, and the lid is opened, the light is bright and dazzling, and the look in Feng Mo’s eyes gradually gradually changed.
It is an extremely delicate crystal house, with two courtyards, low flower walls, a small well in the patio, three steps in front of the main door, a spinning wheel with a finger under the eaves, and small purple plants in the backyard. Yunying.
This is not Xiangguguan. This is the farmyard where she waited for him many years ago. It was accidentally mentioned in his story, and then remembered by Meng Fuyao until such a day, the outline of the memories For this crystal courtyard.
Those things that have been frozen in the past are hardened with blood in the heart every day, but they can still be turned into such a beautiful image, shining bright and unbearable to touch.
Feng Mo stared at the house for a long time, Meng Fuyao waited a little uneasy. The ending of that story, he never said, maybe it was a tragedy? She was a little afraid that the gift she gave me would eventually touch the pain of others.
Feng Mo smiled lightly. He laughed, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, with a frightening style, he carefully put away the box and said, “I really can’t bear it…”
“What can’t you bear?” Meng Fuyao asked lazily on the table.
“I can’t bear such a gift.” The faint regret in Feng Mo’s tone just now disappeared. “It has been many years. This is the first time someone approached me like this, the first time someone gave such a gift.”
“It’s not worth the money, don’t laugh.” Meng Fuyao waved his hand and poured Fengmo wine, “Come on, I should have a few drinks on a good day.”
The wine glass touched in mid-air, the fine porcelain collided with a crisp and exquisite tone, and the night bird in the distance was awakened and murmured softly.
“Every drink must be drunk” Ms. Meng soon became drunk and asked Feng Mo with her tongue, “Will she come back?”
“I don’t think it’s important to come back.” Feng Mo sat opposite her, eyes mysterious and soft, and a touch of charm appeared in Wen Ruan. He stretched out his hand to caress Meng Fuyao’s shining light. Fa, facing Zi Yunying flying across the garden in a daze.
For a while, he said softly, “Miss Meng.”
“Huh?” Meng Fuyao looked over stupidly while holding the wine glass.
Feng Mo’s thin lips curled up, a soft and pure smile.
“I want to ask you…Do you like me?”
“Huh?” Meng Fu drunk his eyes and raised his head, his eyes swayed slightly, and his scarlet clothes swayed. Today, he seemed to be drunk very quickly. Also, the wind on the opposite side seemed particularly beautiful. His eyes were fascinating. The eldest grandson Wuji also destroys the heart and liver.
She was lying on the table, drooling, before closing her eyelids, she murmured, “Like…”
Feng Mo laughed, and his light red sleeves slowly flicked across the table, like a peach blossom falling on the branches, carrying a dream of spring in a blur of five colors, his body trembled with a smile, and his black hair was long. Falling down, covering with Meng Fuyao, he stretched out his hand to brush away the hair, picked up Meng Fuyao, and said in a low voice, “Women, women, it’s all like this…”
He stopped suddenly.
The spring night is silent, the night birds sing slightly, and the brook gurgling in the distance.
Feng Mo put down Meng Fuyao and slowly turned around. His tone of voice had returned to calm for an instant, and he said coldly, “Who is an expert, come out and see you.”
The voice is still the same, but the tone is completely different. If the gentleness and courteousness that the Xiaoguguan’s little friend should have just now, it is now the indifference and majesty that dominates the world.
In the darkness, a lavender figure slowly emerged.
“Sure enough, it is you.” Feng Mo regained his smile and pointed to Meng Fuyao, who was so drunk that he didn’t know anything about him, “Hey, did you hear that? The woman you like, just said you like me.”
“Senior,” Changsun Wuji said lightly, as if he hadn’t heard his provocation at all, “Aren’t you tired of playing tricks for so many years?”
“What are you bored with? I will never be bored until I meet a woman who can resist me.” Feng Mo sneered, “Look, women are like this. They’re so prosperous, and when men leave them, they will Go out of the wall, without exception.”
He lifted his cheeks gracefully, looked at Meng Fuyao, and sighed very sadly. “I thought she would be an exception…”
“With the seduce of your unique spirituality, why do you think these women whose cultivation is not as good as yours can resist?” Changsun Wuji smiled, “As you are, you can kill as many people as you want, why is it necessary? Looking for such excuses to embarrass this innocent woman?”
“This is an old **** who has been betrayed and played with women in the world!”
On the tree outside the promenade, a colorful figure suddenly came down, speaking a strange word learned from Meng Fuyao, and said in a crisp and fast voice like a rattle, “Hey, old nymph with no conscience, to Don’t try my “Bird Gu”, one of the three major Gu techniques of Fufeng?”
Feng Mo glanced at Ya Lanzhu obliquely, then smiled coldly, “Your father is here in person, maybe I will take a straight look, you?”
He didn’t bother to go on, and raised his hand to point to the dark place, and said, “There are two more, let’s come out together, so that the old man will not bother to send it away.”
He looks like a jewel in his youth, but he calls himself an “old man”. It sounds so funny, but no one laughs. Even the eldest Sun Wuji is a man who has been famous for 30 years. He took a step back guard.
Because that is the “Starlight Holy Hand”, Fang Yimo.
Behind the courtyard wall, he jumped down to Zhan Beiye, Zong Yue walked through the main entrance, and on the tree in front, Ya Lanzhu screamed, “Go!”
Fluttering, flying birds of various colors in the sky, dark fog rising up wherever they pass, and strange noises like ghost weeping from their flying wings and feathers, people’s minds are often chaotic, and a five-colored feather , The eyes are crimson, and a colored line flicks across the sky, straight to Fang Yimo.
Fang Yimo let out a long laugh, his sleeves flicked, and the flower stand on the promenade crashed down. The vines fell like a net, immediately covering most of the birds in it, flapping its wings and struggling desperately, only that one The leading bird, with its beak like a knife, tore a big hole with its head, and dived like an eagle.
The shots of the three of Changsun Wuji’s shots arrived in front of Fang Yimo the moment the bird pounced.
The purple light is like a horse training, the black shadow is like a breeze, the white figure suddenly appears and disappears, like a mist floating between the sky and the earth, a layer of purple, black and white is interwoven in the narrow courtyard, spinning and flashing, and the wind rises and falls. Like a tumbling rainbow.
Fang Yimo is light and graceful, walking among the most powerful masters of the younger generation. He doesn’t seem to move fast, but every shot has staggering precision and strength, and every shot bursts out silver. Thousands of lights, interspersed with all kinds of complex colors, drew out the bright tail feathers like a phoenix, and the dark unlit courtyard was radiant, as if the Milky Way had fallen from the sky.
This is the real star.
It’s not Guo Pingrong, who needs Xinghui’s unique weapon to use that gorgeous and dazzling starlight, but he was born between the palms of his fingers, dragged in the ups and downs, every time he raises his hands, raises his feet, and turns his sleeves, it emits There are thousands of stars, flying straight from far away to eternity, like the irresistible force of nature, the starlight he possesses, infinitely broad and ubiquitous, and at his own pace, he controls all the battles. At such an extremely exquisite and agile martial arts height, Fang Yimo himself was already a star that never fell.
Starlight is like a dream.
A dream of intoxicating beauty and unbreakable.
The fourth hundredth move.
The last remaining leader, Bird Gu, rushed to Fang Yimo’s face door endlessly, rushing all the way, and the colorful feathers flew everywhere, wherever it fell, the grass withered and the flowers died. Being ubiquitous, Fang Yimo had to hesitate slightly and gave up.
In this way, the battle that he completely controlled immediately revealed a gap.
The silver light of Zhan Beiye Vajra suddenly turned into golden light, condensing into a golden wall of light, and Xiang Fang Yimo acted as a hood.
Suddenly there is a silvery Ruyi in Changsun Wuji’s hand. Ruyi’s first end is cold, and every line is slightly raised. He passed through the only gap between the golden light wall, and the cold light flashed, Ruyi’s first end Suddenly it flew up and shot towards Fang Yimo’s neck.
Zong Yue swept across the air and flew parallel to the ground. Suddenly a sword appeared from his elbow, a very slender and extremely long sword with a strange shape. He did not attack any part of Fang Yimo, but suddenly his body was horizontal. As fast as lightning, he crossed in front of Fang Yimo, with a dark sword between his elbows, wiping Fang Yimo’s knees straight!
At this time, Fang Yimo would be amputated when raising his leg, and would be poisoned by waving his sleeves. He could not even breathe at will. He could only retreat, temporarily retreat.
Step back behind you.
The three of them followed immediately, endlessly. Fang Yimo’s toes were able to step onto the porch eaves. The wind had already caught up. Fang Yimo flicked his finger, and the screen behind him was immediately pulled up, fierce and fierce. Meet the three offensive.
With a cold smile, Fang Yimo said, “Really looking for death—”
He stopped suddenly.
One hand, gently pressed his back heart.
Someone laughed crisply, with a bit of unchangeable flying.
“Who said women are like this? Do you think my old lady is just like you?”
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The sound of the wind stopped instantly, and everyone in the yard, except Fang Yimo, all smiled slightly.
Putting one hand on Fang Yimo’s heart, and holding the screen with the other, Meng Fuyao smiled most proudly, “Finally waited until you retreated into the house, and finally waited until you hit someone with an object, otherwise I would really not dare to approach you at will. “
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yimo is also smiling, “Okay, good.”
His bright eyes swept to the rear, as if asking an old friend, he said gently, “Are you poisoned?”
“Not before, nor afterwards.” Meng Fuyao smiled, “From your chrysanthemum tea, there is no.”
“You were on guard from the beginning,” Fang Yimo smiled, “I still underestimated you.”
“To be honest, I really can’t believe it. The top ten dignified people will actually be a little boy. The legend says that you act unruly and do whatever you want. It’s true, but since I’m looking for you, why wouldn’t I leave you alone? The story is clearly studied?” Meng Fuyao said, “This place is your former residence. Others don’t know it. We can still find it. The story you told me said that this was where she was waiting for you. In fact, it was the opposite. You used to wait here. She eloped.”
Fang Yimo’s body trembled, and suddenly his voice became cold, and he said, “If you say another word, I will kill you.”
Meng Fuyao fell silent and said for a while, “Remember, I no longer say that I am not afraid that you will kill me, but that I don’t want to expose your scars.” She spread her hands and said, “The antidote to love.”
“Remember, I promised you not because you made it, but because I like the gift.” Fang Yimo took a piece of paper from his arms and threw it at Zong Yue’s feet in silence. I’m too lazy to develop an antidote. Since no one is worthy of my salvation, why should there be an antidote? This recipe, if you have the ability, you can solve it.”
He smiled slyly, “I really want to know how you would reconcile the nine fox flowers and the ten thousand snake grass, which will kill you when you encounter the Chinese herbal medicine, without causing death.”
Zong Yue picked up the prescription, glanced at his brows and frowned, then said, “There is only an insoluble heart in this world, and there is no insoluble prescription.”
Fang Yimo sneered without answering, but said to Meng Fuyao, “With my strength, the true qi in the body has automatically formed protection. You can only hurt me badly at most, but you can’t kill me. Are you sure you want to kill me? Is it a foe?”
“Aren’t we enemies of life and death before?” Meng Fuyao asked him curiously, “Are the poison in your chrysanthemum tea and wine all saccharin? Did you come to Huazhou just to talk to me?” /
“I promise you that I can save you once and kill you again.” Fang Yimo said indifferently, “Think clearly for yourself.”
“I don’t think it counts.” Meng Fuyao didn’t even think about it. “Anyway, you have to kill me. Anyway, I’m not your opponent. Anyway, I’m dead. I don’t think you can save me once.”
“Really?” Fang Yimo smiled and looked at the four people including Grandson Wuji, “Don’t forget, they also became my enemies tonight. If you can’t kill me with one palm, they couldn’t stop me. In the future, there will be more people on my revenge list.”
“Can’t you stop you half-dead? You think you are too high.” Meng Fuyao hummed, but he was calculating in his heart, the power of the top powerhouse is really hard to estimate, hey… It doesn’t matter if you take risks yourself, how can you hurt others.
Looking at her expression, the grandson Wuji suddenly said, “Fuyao, do what you should do.”
Zhan Beiye said, “I don’t believe that you hurt him seriously and I can’t step on him. Come on, Fuyao, give it a try.”
Meng Fuyao smiled, and suddenly let go, pushing Fang Yimo out.
“It’s just a sad person.” She said, “You are a person living in the past. There are a hundred crystal houses, and you won’t be able to shine your heart.”
“You did not poison in the dishes or gifts, I thank you.” Fang Yimo raised his leg to the eaves, holding the crystal house, his light scarlet robe floating in the wind, like another round The light red moon, “You have reserved some pure things for me, which makes me feel that this world finally has warmth that can be touched.”
“I have never been truer than you, so I am happier than you.” Meng Fuyao waved his hand, “Mr. Fang, there is only one woman who offends you. Don’t anger the innocent anymore.”
“That’s my business,” Fang Yimo focused on her deeply, “My disciple’s hatred, I swore to avenge it, so I promised you to save you once and kill you again. If I can’t kill you anymore, my grievance with you ends here.”
“My grievances were all thought of by myself.” Meng Fuyao sighed, “Whatever you want.”
Fang Yimo smiled and said, “As for next time I meet you, whether to save you or kill you… It depends on your luck.”
He rolled his sleeves and floated up, shooting the distant figure in the sky, really like a star that will never fade away.
Meng Fuyao watched his back and muttered, “There are abnormalities every year, especially this year.”
In the distance, Zhan Beiye stretched his waist exaggeratedly, and smiled, “You come here and I will go. It’s so big, I finally caught the bird.”
Meng Fuyao looked at the grandson Wuji who came across, and smiled softly.
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The antidote is available, and the day of the Zhenwu Conference is approaching. Meng Fuyao is preparing to set off. He talked to Changsun Wuji beforehand. Changsun Wuji said in a deep breath, “I know you must go, but I hope you promise me, with Wuji Going to participate as General Guo Yingyi, the time of the match ends, and she will take photos of herself.”
Meng Fuyao knew that he hoped that the identity of the general of the Promise Kingdom could provide him with an extra layer of protection, and said with a smile, “Huh? Why don’t some bragging? Generals are always better than flat-headed people, rest assured, I am very vain. Of.”
Changsun Wuji stroked her hair and said, “Actually I hope you are more vain.”
Meng Fuyao looked at the sky and didn’t hear him, what could be more vain than the prince of the Promise Kingdom? To talk to Changsun Wuji, you have to hold ten thousand hearts.
“I have been away for too long. I have to go back to Zhongzhou for a while.” Changsun Wuji stuffed the ingot to her. “If it is too late, I will go to Pandu to find you. Master Yuanbao will take it with you and go out to meet the world. Too short-sighted.”
The short-sighted Lord Yuan Bao squatted in the palm of the grandson Wuji with numb eyes, protesting his fate of being sent away with silence.
Meng Fuyao took the mouse and asked curiously, “Is the mouse very connected with your mind? Is it like a big brother, you will know where it is with one click?”
“It’s not so magical,” Long Sun Wuji smiled, “I can only know whether it is still alive and in which direction, so you must be careful not to let the ingot leave you.”
“You should take it with you. This is your pet.” Meng Fuyao thought for a while, and then stuffed Master Yuanbao back, “Wou Ji…”
“Huh?”
“I still said that, don’t treat me too nicely.” Meng Fuyao was cruel, and said quickly, “I think I am now quite good. After digesting the power of Gale, I can go to the next level. , After the Zhenwu Conference, I might have traveled north and traveled all the way across the mainland. I don’t know how long I will go there. I will belch if I can meet any great guy…”
“I still said the same thing,” Changsun Wou-ki stuffed Master Yuan Bao, who had just shown joy, and embraced her, leaning against her with his forehead. “This is mine. Matter.”
Meng Fuyao smiled bitterly. In the same way, she also hinted at Zhan Beiye, and the answers she got were the same. Fortunately, no matter what, she would be separated for the time being. The distance might dilute the feelings, so she hopes to get away The distance between yourself and them, for them, for yourself, will be a kind of relief.
Zong Yue has already left Huazhou one step ahead of time and went to find medicine in the four seas and five lakes. Fang Yimo’s weird prescription made him seem to have met Bao. He rushed to study it day and night, and said to himself when eating. Saying to himself, “Reduce the weight? Add black ink leaves? Nothing…” Meng Fu banged the bowl bang, “I have eaten the rice in my nose…”
The girl who liked Zong Yue did not see him when she came again, tearful Tuo Meng Fuyao handed over a purse, an amulet in the purse, the woman said that the amulet is a peaceful talisman from the Promise Border Qingzhou Dade Temple The one who presided over the consecration of the Zen Master was the most effective, but Meng Fuyao handed it over to Zong Yue. Meng Fuyao deliberately refused. Seeing her teary appearance, he had to accept it.
So on a normal dinner day, Meng Fuyao made an appointment with Zhan Beiye to teach him to play football the next day, and Yalanzhu made an appointment to go to the market the next day, and then it was dark and windy in that month. In the night, carrying a small baggage, stuffing the mouth of Yuanbao with fruit (to prevent it from telling Zhan Beiye), using blindfold methods to fascinate the hidden guard of Longsun Wuji, jumped out the window, ran all the way out of Huazhou, passing by Yaocheng At that time, Tiecheng was waiting for her with a team of guards. A group of people joined together and sneaked straight to the border of Promise.
Quickly, I arrived at the border Qingzhou in one day and night. From Qingzhou, passing by Diecui Mountain, Meng Fuyao remembered that Zongyue’s suitor said that Dade Temple was on it. For a moment of curiosity, he took Tiecheng to climb the mountain. .
Climbing halfway, suddenly heard the sound of sword fighting, mixed with women’s exclamation.
Meng Fuyao frowned, nosy? The nosy people have always had no good end, she thought for a while, stretched out both hands, and murmured, “Guess the boxing, if I guess I won, I will go to the nosy…”
Before he had time to cheat, Tiecheng rushed over and yelled, and he had already handed in over there.
Meng Fuyao went helplessly, and saw a team of convoys trapped in a corner of the mountainside woods. The body of a carriage in the middle was overturned. Several people dressed as guards were fighting with a team of shabby men. Most of them had already suffered. A few shivering maids were still curled up in front of the dumped carriage.
It seems that it was a big family who went up the mountain to get incense and met the bandits who cut the path.
Meng Fuyao’s eyes slowly turned a circle, but they landed on the overturned carriage.
The carriage has been destroyed, and half of the carriage door fell obliquely. I vaguely saw a woman sitting in the carriage, with an elegant posture, with her eyebrows still, her moon-white skirt hanging down on the ground, shedding water-like ripples, looking from a distance In the past, condensed like a god.
In this **** place, amidst the overturned carriage, facing the danger of killing, she is still immovable like a mountain **** Rong Ningding, what kind of woman would this be?
Meng Fuyao finally became curious at this moment, strode forward and drank, “Grandma’s stop me!”
Naturally no one stopped, no one paid attention to this thin boy. Tiecheng stopped stupidly. The other party immediately chopped it off. Tiecheng hurried to block it. Meng Fuyao was already cursing.
“Why do you dare to beat me?”
She put a bunch of robes on her waist and slammed straight through, without any tricks. She stretched out her hand and drew another sword between her waist and slashed with a cross sword.
The three arms flew out with the blood of the big canopy, and a layer of turf was shaved off the grass by the way.
One arm hit the car body, Gu Lulu rolled in front of the meditating woman, Meng Fuyao glanced over, and saw that she finally raised her eyes, picked up the severed hand, and placed it upright on the grass in front of her. , Then closed his eyes and murmured, it seemed that he was chanting a spell.
Meng Fuyao is even more curious. This girl is too individual. If people want to grab her, she will have to chant for their arm. Is it a monk?
She stared at the woman with scorching eyes, and stunned a sneak attacker. She walked over to the woman and kicked away seven or eight.
The wounded robbers were rolling all over the ground. The difference in strength was too great. The robbers shouted, and finally fell apart. Meng Fuyao squatted down and knocked on the crooked car door without even looking. Smiled, “This girl, I’m sorry.”
The woman in the car raised her eyes.
Meng Fuyao was startled.
She looked into a pool of quiet and deep autumn waters, not pure black, but slightly brown, with deep and distant eyes, like seeing a deep coastline on a distant shore, or rising thousands of miles away. There was a ray of starlight, seemingly quiet, but when he ran towards it, he found a precarious movement.
These are extremely special pairs of eyes, so Meng Fuyao feels a little familiar, like some images rushing over in an instant, and slammed them into the mortar of memory, they were tightly connected and not bad.
It’s those eyes… But whose eyes are they?
Meng Fuyao suddenly started to have a headache, as if someone had struck an axe and cracked some stripped flesh and blood. She stared at the woman a little blankly, and reached out to hold the car door.
The woman bowed slightly to her.
“Thanks to the son for saving his life.”
Her eyebrows are crooked like the moon, graceful and graceful, with moon-white skirts and pavilions lying on the ground, dark patterns embroidered with Buddha lotus on her skirts, her temperament is dusty when the breeze blows, and her eyes are peaceful and quiet, without any vulgarity. .
She and Zong Yue’s temperament are a bit similar, generally giving people the feeling of cleanliness, but the feeling is actually quite different. Zong Yue’s cleanliness, with remote coldness and sharpness, her cleanliness, but gentle and appropriate. Simple and intimate.
Meng Fuyao looked at the blood and ashes all over her body, and suddenly felt that she was a little dirty in front of such a person. She stepped back and tried to adjust her smile to a gentle angle, and replied, “You are polite, please Please.”
After speaking, she pulled away and left, not wanting to trouble herself anymore. Anyway, this group of people seems to be not low-level, and they can rush to Dade Temple for help without her being troubled.
Someone behind him suddenly called to stay. It was a little girl’s voice, “My son… Are you helping others to the end?”
The woman immediately stopped in a low voice, “Mingruo, don’t talk nonsense.”
Why should I help people to the end? Am I your aunt? Meng Fuyao turned around and said to the little maid with a lovely smile, “Girl, my mother called me to go home for dinner, and I am disaccompanyed.”
“The robbers will come again! We will give you gold and silver, please protect us!” The little maid suddenly rushed up and grabbed Meng Fuyao’s sleeve, “how much do you want, how much!”
It’s really a group of children who have become habit of relying on others, thinking that money can buy loyalty. Meng Fu shook his head, smiled and took out a stack of silver bills from his arms and stuffed them into the hand of the maid, “I also have gold and silver, you I have as much as I want, please let go of my sleeves.”
“Mingruo, step back.” The woman opened her mouth, and there was no smoke in her voice.
Meng Fuyao smiled and strode away. Behind her, the unwilling little maid had red eyes and stomped her feet, and rushed up again.
“You are a member of the Promise country, you must send us to Zhongzhou, this is Princess Buddha Lotus of Xuanji Kingdom, the fiancee of your prince!”