Wanqi Yanyun pulled Wu Bolun's pants off, pointed at his face and said, "Master Wu, look at your face. w?w?w?w?.b?i?q?u?g?e      .cn"

Hearing such a loud noise in Wanqi's mansion, Huang Mazi and Li Zuizi, who were guarding the door, woke up from their sleep, rushed to the scene and asked, "What happened? I heard that there is a female thief, so I must teach me to deal with her. I, Huang Mazi, naturally have a way to deal with women."

Wu Bolun didn't believe Wan Qi Yanyun's words, so he pulled Huang Mazi who had just come to him and asked, "My face..."

Because the moon hid in the clouds, he carried a lantern on his face. Wanqi Yanyun took this opportunity to kick the lantern at the foot of the lantern. When Zhumazi accidentally weakened his feet, the lantern shook in front of Wu Bolun's face. He almost burned him. Zhumazi asked, "What's wrong with your face."

Huang Mazi didn't see clearly what Wu Bolun was thinking about his face, and turned around and scolded Li Zuizi, "You are a dying guy, almost killing Master Wu. His face is already dark, and if you get scalded, it will be like a wrap of black charcoal."

Li Zuizi was wronged for no reason and said uneasyly: "What did you say? Why don't I understand? You accidentally stepped on the stone and just wanted to rely on my head. What does it mean? I'm easy to bully me? I think you are deliberately unable to get along with me. Besides, it's so dark, you are holding a lantern and illuminating Master Wu's butt and face. If you don't, you will be illuminated by you."

Seeing that they were still quarreling in front of his face, Wu Bolun couldn't help but believe Wanqi Yanyun's words and said, "What's wrong with the face? Is it really so dark and so ugly? Really, I said I was helping you."

Wanqi Yanyun also wanted to see if Mulanhua had gone far away, so she was so idle and talked too much nonsense with them, saying, "I really can't let you help you with this busyness. You always help you better and better."

Wu Bolun doubted his ability and said, "Do you have the ability to deal with her? I don't believe it, then, the female assassin will be handed over to you. Is my face really that dark? I have to go back and look in the mirror. People are alive for a face, and their faces are dark. What's the point of living? I'll come to save you later. Don't worry, I won't leave you alone."

He walked backwards, Wanqi Yanyun begged and said, "Don't come here, you don't need you."

He used the Thousand-Sports Art to cross the wall like a flying rock, which surprised Wu Bolun. He sighed: "I didn't expect this kid to have such a move. It seems that he has grown a lot. I will gradually lose my need for me in the future. So where can I go to retire? Alas, it seems that I won't stay for a long time, so I will still have to go back to my Wudang Mountain to collect some incense money."

Wanqi Yanyun and Mulanhua gathered together at the agreed place, sitting among the willows, swinging together, Wanqi Yanyun pointed to the stars in the sky and said, "The blinking stars in the sky are like the sensational eyes of lovers. So beautiful, just like you."

Seeing that he was not a good idea to coax people, and it was not very sweet, Mulanhua deliberately said to him: "Why are you like me? You deliberately want to tell me if I am too cliché, and are there any other new tricks to pick up girls? But I see why the moon in the sky always turns up like a retro and falls again. Does this mean that?"

Wanqi Yanyun asked curiously: "What's the reason?"

The magnolia looked at the clouds in the sky with the sun that had not yet appeared, and the early birds were singing to the fullest. Although it was very beautiful and warm, the parting was right in front of her. She said, "It's bright and beautiful, but it's just near dawn."

"Good poetry." Gradually, they began to talk about poetry and reason.

Wanqi Yanyun reluctantly wanted to gather with her for a while and said, "Last time, the flower girl said she likes autumn, but in fact I like autumn too. Then I will recite a poem about autumn here for you. It was just written by me. Autumn. The leaves are fluttering, the stars in the sky are in the sky. Their worries are sad and the fruits are full of fruits."

She smiled and said, "How cool is this work so much! But what I like today is winter, and my mood is like this, all of a sudden, ice and fire. You wrote a poem for me, and then I will also write the same winter for you. Winter, the cold and cold are scattered, and the atmosphere is covered with blankets, and Kui Kui feels far away."

The flowers swayed on the dam, and the grass swayed on the dam. What a pleasant and affectionate scene. Wanqi Yanyun continued: "Since you like the coldness of winter, then I will use the coldness of winter as the title for you. Listen to it: the green pine is terrifying, the plum blossoms are thick, the crystal needles are clear and the edges are clear. The noise and hustle and silent shadows are searching, and the wind and snow are slowly and light tight."

She covered his mouth and said, "Let me do it now."

She thought for a moment and then said, "The night grass is so beautiful that it is so worried, and the wood is so swaying. The world is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful

They kept reciting poems until the night was quiet, and they were separated from each other from time to time. She saw that he was still a little isolated from herself and said, "The night is cold, are you just giving up and making me cold?"

He said humorously: "I am not a casual person. I am not a human being. I am afraid of misunderstandings from others. Is someone saying that someone has taken advantage of someone? The so-called distance creates beauty. If I want me, I will..."

He rushed over and was punched, saying, "I knew you men don't have a good thing. Isn't this just a talk? You can only think about it, it's better not to do this."

Wanqi Yanyun wiped the blood from his nose, climbed up from the flower ground, and bit a lily and sent it to her face and said, "We always have a barrier, and that's not great. Look at this lily, it's like you and I have a happy life."

Mulan Hua took the flowers from his mouth and said shyly: "Actually, it's not impossible, but I'm afraid. If you think I'm in the middle of a visit to the church, you always look down on me. Or your family will not accept me. What's the point of following you without a name. It's better if we don't meet, we will cause more trouble and more trouble."

He approached her and hugged her in his arms and said, "Stop talking, I understand you. I know that many things are involuntarily, but as long as we work hard, believe me. But you are so beautiful and often make me take a look. I think of you in my dreams every day, your pain seems to be my pain, and I seem to know what you think of. And I can only look forward to fate without fate, or beg for your charity love."

Magnolia said strugglingly: "You hate it so much that you can't even say anything."

Wanqi Yanyun hugged her tighter because of this and responded: "You hate it even more, so I can't even say anything. Why do you recite poems in front of you in the future?"

It was a few more layers late at night, but they seemed to have endless things to say.

Mulanhua asked again: "Do you think those of us who have read the books of sages are clichés?"

Wanqi Yanyun obeyed her words and said: "Well, that's of course. For example, what we contacted on the first day was not contact with people's thoughts to judge the good and evil of the world. For example, what we contacted every day was not saints, and we could not hear their talks about the great truths and theories. And their useless ethics, such as the articles we read every day, are all leveraging the eyes, other people's methods, other people's thinking, and other people's hearts to feel their own lives."

He had a little deeper words, and Mulanhua said, "Maybe you are right. What we people should pay attention to today is etiquette, system, and our own image. None of these belongs to us."

He sighed: "So people are really tired in their lives, they are restrained and bound by the tedious affairs."

She said with insight: "But human life is also very exciting. Do you think so? Without these, the meaning of our life is there."

Wanqi Yanyun spoke with her very close words and said, "Maybe what you said is right. The words of a crazy man are chosen by the saints, and the words of a saint are used by the wise. We absorb this to be beneficial to our behavior and work, but too much or too complex is a burden to the spirit."

Mulanhua remembered her fate and the suffering of her own affairs, and couldn't help but sigh: "The world is vast, and people's emotions are rich."

He smelled a little desolate from hearing and said, "Are you referring to love?"

She confides in Wanqi Yanyun what she saw, heard and felt in the brothel, and said, "Yes, no one is worth seeing those affectionate men and those coquettish women. They are just using each other, a kind of loneliness in the spirit of mutual benefit and desire, and enjoyment in a sense. Although I am also a firework woman, I am not surprised, but I can't touch the flaws on the jade scars. The turbid water can wash the lotus roots in the quiet mud."

He encouraged and said, "Yes! People are too vulgar, our behavior is too rude, and our self can be the rocks that are filled with jade rolling down and fighting into jade, it can be the gems formed by golden beads floating in the sea, or the diamonds in the ostrich's belly in the desert."

The wind blows gently, and the murmurs that cannot wake up like a dream in the dream, and the grass cannot brush away the intoxicating love.

She started chatting with him again and said, "Do you know the martial arts world?"

He responded: "Of course, whoever we travel around the world wants to be in the martial arts world is still necessary?"

She said to him what she could understand: "The martial arts world is the space of three major types of emotions intertwined. The first type is the friendship between friends who are both trapped and traveled through fire and water for friends. It is unswerving until death. Life and death, the sea and rocks are rotten, the sky and the earth are broken, the eternal love is approachable, the teacher's feelings that teach people to be kind and righteous are rescued, the light of guidance on the wrong path, the communication of tolerance and sincerity, the icing of brocade, the sweet rain when drinking, etc.."

Wanqi Yanyun kept praising: "The first type you mentioned is really great. It is simple and summarizes all this."

She told him her second opinion: "The second type is to indulge everything, like ice and frost. She is neither good nor bad about this world, neither angry nor peaceful."

Wanqi Yanyun wanted to hear her finish all of this and said, "What about the third category?"

She said without any concealment: "The third type is a blackmailed person, a traitor, a traitor, and aggression. The emotions that Leng Mo ignores are evil ugly things such as clinging, flattering, and flattering."

Wanqi Yanyun also talked to her about the martial arts world, and said: "The martial arts world is so rich, and the world is so beautiful. It is mixed with truth, goodness and beauty, all the beauty and ugliness, happiness and misery, tranquility and commotion, love and hatred, emotion and hatred. But why are there still people constantly struggling, fighting and fighting in the martial arts world? Is there no day in the martial arts world that is quiet and harmonious, friendship and care?"
Chapter completed!