Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

"Guests, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, let them go, let the shop put up a guise!"

Holding a curtain, the little brother Ma Lian jumped up to the shiny golden pillar outside the store like a sky monkey.

I saw him skillfully tore off the black curtain that said "Don't tell your mother there is a good baby", and replaced it with "Oh my god, my wife and wild man ran away from the lingering hospital bed. I just want to earn a coffin and get it early." For the sake of safety, all the big babies in the audience cleared the stock at half price. All the sisters hurriedly bought it. There is no such shop in this village."

After reading it with such a weak breath, his lungs would burst.

Wait, half price for clearance?

Wouldn't it be possible to save 1.5 yuan with 3 spirit stones?

If she buys 10 copies, she can save 15 yuan!

Weakly, like an octopus plated on the waist of her senior brother, with a face full of integrity, "Brother, I think about it carefully, people are not sages, who can do nothing, don’t you often teach me, don’t you? Knowing mistakes can make corrections, and doing good things is great. For the sake of the younger sisters, give these confused children a chance to reform and refresh!"

Her eyes are very sincere.

Senior brother in charge: "They scold you for being single for a thousand years."

Moderately weak: "Being single for a while is good for a while, being single is always good forever, how can low-level mortals understand the happiness of our monks!"

Senior brother: "They still scold you for salted fish."

So weak: "What's wrong with the salted fish, the salted fish has a good flavor and a good taste. When the live fish arrives ashore, it will stinks within a few days. The salted fish is different. The longer it is marinated, the more delicious it will become. Refreshing, what a good home travel companion! Brother, remember to bring a few of them next time you go out. If you are hungry, you will have salted fish bibimbap, salted fish mixed with wild vegetables, and salted fish mixed with mice. They are all very good!"

Senior Brother: "..."

He has nothing to say.

"Brother, hurry, hurry, line up, it will be too late if you don't hurry!"

As weak and flexible as a small loach, slippery and slip into the crowd.

What can Senior Brother do?

He sighed helplessly, "Little Junior Sister, don't float past like a ghost."

Will cause mortals to panic.

Jinluzhou is a land of human beings, and most of the land of the mortal world is mortals without spiritual roots.

Headed by the Taijing Immortal Gate, one sect and six sects reached an agreement. The Jindan and above should not interfere with the ordinary world. Once a monk violates this example, he deliberately spreads rumors or conducts a mass murder in the ordinary world. Once the investigation is cleared, the wanted order will be issued immediately. To Thirty-Six Continents, because the red envelopes are so rich, the monks are like fierce beasts smelling the fishy smell, chasing the offenders all over the world.

There is no escape from the end.

Of course, there are also powerful masters who are always on the verge of death and become frequent visitors on the most wanted list.

"Oh, brother, you come soon, it won't be good if someone says we jump in the line!"

The head brother followed her silently.

And in the process of queuing, the weak and deeply understood the male protagonist's status as a golden gourd in the rice circle.

Three sects and six sects are males and all have a leg with him.

What surprised the weakest is—

"Unexpectedly, brother, you would be 1!" The head of the slender waist is really incomprehensible.

Senior brother in charge: "?"

"Brother, you have worked hard." Every day is either in bed or on the way to bed.

Senior brother in charge: "?"

The younger sister seemed to be overly lively today, the head brother thought.

He couldn't help but reflect on his education policy.

Could it be that she restrained people too **** weekdays, but suppressed her nature?

It's just that the younger sister's words are a bit strange, and the senior brother in charge can't figure out the true meaning after thinking about it for a long time.

This is much more difficult to understand than the ancient Kunpeng language, ancient Phoenix curse, and so on.

What is one? Does it have anything to do with his hard work?

The senior brother again remembered the elder's hand talk last time.

The elders crackled and complained that the disciples’ temperament was too wild, and they were like little monkeys that couldn’t be kept when they came down the mountain. After they came back, they talked upside down and weird. This is the communication method of young daoists. If you don't learn something, it's easy to be despised without friends.

The mentality of the elders collapsed, aren't these little rascals just turning around and scolding them as old antiques!

The brother-in-chief doesn't want to be an old antique despised by the younger sister.

He hesitated for a long time, then replied unfamiliarly, "Don't worry, it's okay to be a brother, it's not enough to creak."

On the contrary, his spine is like a sword, hard enough to crush a mountain.

Occasionally, when the senior brother does not practice swords, he empties his mind and travels through the mountain gates. He often hears disciples say, "Now the one hundred and second generation disciples are going to get started. I want to upgrade to become a grandmother." The guys in She have built the foundation and I am already a useless person", "Ah, what kind of spiritual stone hurts our brother's feelings."

The way young fellow daoists communicate...maybe to talk humorously, and then try to belittle yourself?

The senior brother had never participated in this kind of self-criticism exchange meeting among young people, and relying on his own understanding, he tried hard to keep up with the radioactive brain holes of the younger sister.

And so weak blinked.

"Brother, you are so strange."

Speaking of old bones, he was obviously a handsome little fairy man.

The key is to say with a serious face, it feels special.

Senior Brother: "..."

He seemed to feel the sadness of those elders running away on the spot.

The elder brothers and sisters communicated on different channels, unknowingly they came to the top.

The staff in the shop is very experienced, and said skillfully, "Second, this is the first time you have passed by this shop? Rong Zai will introduce you. The east side of the first floor is the area where a hundred flowers bloom, black blood, abyss, blooming flowers, and dogs ignore. New books are published. If you are interested, you can take a closer look. The west is the ending area. You don’t have to suffer the pain of serialization anymore. It’s great to read in one go!"

"As for the south, there are big autographs and a statue of Taijing's head. By the way, the most popular one recently is Taijing's lip-print white paper. The girls are crazy."

Senior Brother: "..."

He was so weak and afraid that people would run away, so he quickly grabbed his arm, "Take us to the east first!"

"Okay, please, please."

Said it is a small shop, in fact, there is no cave. After entering, the light of the day gradually weakens, the palace lanterns fall to the ground, and the space is separated by pine wood frames. Because it is hollow, walking in it does not feel depressing, but there is a kind of twists and turns. The beauty of the stacks, coupled with the tangled red ribbons, renders the atmosphere and lighting of the scene very well.

Rao is so weak that he has practiced the Bao Yuan Jue, and his heart is like still water.

She stopped in front of a Bogu shelf, picked up a book casually, and turned two pages.

She flipped it down, then flipped another one.

My role model, driving really hard.

The weak who had read five books one after another couldn't help sighing, "Brother, you are a man who lives in the book."

The cold **** attack, the ghost animal king attack, the honest and clumsy attack, the ice mountain hooligan attack...In short, it is the essence of every day, and it is also very embarrassing for the senior brother.

"?"

The senior brother's back is straight, Yifan is cold, and he looks down at it.

The pages were dyed in rouge color, outlined in black, and the pen showed a fascination. It read: red windows reflect green, hosta knocks on the pillow, the head of the immortal is mad as if he is imprisoned under him, with a little sweat, Standing up and panting, said, why don't you dare to open your eyes to look at me, my sloppy and shameless appearance can please you half a point?

If you are so weak, you don’t want to be a human being today, so I leaned over and asked my impressions, "Brother, what do you think?"

Senior Brother: "..."

"Mortal fetuses in the flesh are most indulging in romantic love, let them go."

Surprisingly, the head brother was calm.

For him, apart from the avenues, the sideways are all cumbersome, and they are not worth considering. A cultivator is subjected to the test of the outside world every day and night. If something imaginary can shake his Dao heart, the master's brother who has been a thousand years old will be a vain cultivation.

Moreover, the script is too absurd and slutty, which is purely contrived.

A name is nothing but a boring pastime after a meal, so why bother about it.

"Little Junior Sister, you are tired from practicing, and you can use it to pass the time, but cultivation is a business, and it must not be because of..."

So weak covered his ears and slipped away.

The head brother sighed.

It's rare to go out together, why can't he resist the urge to preach to the younger sister?

The senior brother wanted to repair the indifferent relationship with the younger sister, so he stopped speaking, silently following such a weak one, and naturally became a book-holding tool.

"Little Junior Sister, there are already seventeen books."

The head brother closed his hands and held the book neatly, his neck was already submerged in the script, and even his lips and nose were not spared.

He had to wink with his exposed eyes.

"Find another one and make up an auspicious number!"

Such a weak excitement touched a book that seemed very exciting.

The brother-in-chief didn't care, it was probably his and so-and-so things, he swept it at will.

Solidified.

Solid.

NS.

‘The sky is spinning and the earth is turning, and the platform is like a weak rolling down into the beautiful pile, the hairpin is chaotic, the tears are shining, and you are sternly accusing you. The beauty in red is particularly domineering, lifts the whip, and enjoys the creamy and crispy fragrance, saying, sangsang is more than rebellious, and is going to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor today. When the words are over, these ducks hug each other, occupy the spring...’

So weak: She never expected that she finally got rid of her vicious female role as the protagonist in the storybook, but because Maosippi is the heroine?

With a "puff", the words she had on hand burned out, and there was no ashes left.

"?"

This unscientific.

Did she look lonely just now?

"Brother, did you see it? I had a copy in my hand just now, and it suddenly disappeared. I didn't even leave a pinch of ashes!"

So weak to prove that his eyes are not blind.

The senior brother hummed, "It was burned for my brother. You remember to mention later, let's make up the spirit stone." He carefully persuaded, "Little sister, we Taoist practice, whether it is a saint for the belly or not, or Be restrained and not indulgent."

"..."

She was so sloppy.

Well she is.

"Senior brother is not fair." So weak and soft, acting like a baby, "Your words are full of air, and the scale is still big. They only have one copy, clear soup and watery. I haven't seen you burn your own before, do you not see it? Are they popular?"

The head brother was choked.

After a while, the man who had been dominating the realm of cultivation for thousands of years rubbed his temples.

"Little Junior Sister, you let me slow down, calm down."

The first teacher only accepts one disciple every ten years. He is not the first to start, but the eighth. He is talented and intelligent. He came to the house at the age of sixteen.

Little Junior Sister was the last disciple of the first teacher, that is, the closed disciple, who followed him on the back foot. The difference between the two was no more than ten years old.

In an ordinary person, he is just a elder brother ten years older than her. Why is communication so difficult?

The head brother frowned and thought hard, but he felt so weak that the surroundings were frozen like ice.

For the monk, keeping out the cold and dissipating heat is a small problem, but the problem is that her brother is a man standing on the top of the Mahayana.

"...Brother, don't cool down, my eyelashes are all wet."

So weak is the cold that drives from the body. This cold and hot, the fiery ice melts, doesn't it make the whole body soaked?

Senior Brother: "...I'm sorry."

He raised his sleeves, trying to wipe the face of the little junior sister, when he saw her cheeks and sweaty lips, and her lips were blushing, he put it down again after a while, and took out a white handkerchief.

"Wipe."

So weak and carelessly wiped his neck.

The head brother looked away.

The brothers and sisters went to the holy place where many book fans are the most fanatical, which is the area around selling souvenirs.

A gentle-looking teenager stepped on a stool and shouted heartbreakingly.

"Ah! Come here, all the girls! The commemorative edition of the superbly beautiful lip print is sold out!"

"This time our store has a thousand copies, you can definitely grab it!"

"The hottest souvenir in the store! Don't miss it when you pass by! The original price was one hundred spiritual stones, but now it's only ninety-nine!"

"Oh, my goodness, the eldest from Chengbei Cijia ordered one hundred copies! There are nine hundred copies! Eight hundred and seventy copies! Three hundred and eighty copies..."

The girls were crazy with excitement.

I glanced at it weakly, that lip print was particularly sexy, especially in the background. The artist drew the upper body of an unknown person, his robes were all slipped to his waist, and an arrogant lip print was poked in his chest. Who the **** could stand it?

She couldn't help turning her head to look at the genuine lip print of the senior brother.

Very thin, very thin, and very light, with a faint red outline on the lips.

Pure and lustful.

It's like a fox.

So weak: "Brother, have you considered selling lip prints to earn spiritual stones?"

These one hundred spirit stones were too hot to touch, and she felt itchy to look at it.

Senior brother in charge: "?"

Little Junior Sister was talking about something he didn't understand again.

And the boy was still screaming, "No, it's really gone this time! But it doesn't matter, our shop also has sandalwood that the head of the shop has used, smoked on the body, it is equivalent to the head of the head to sleep with you, sister !"

He pulled over the sleeve of the head brother so weakly, and sniffed it vigorously.

No.

It was full of crushed ice, and she was shivering because of the cold.

The senior brother looked at her silently, the younger sister may be under too much pressure, so let's indulge her for the time being.

In the end, it was the money paid by the head brother.

The clerk was very enthusiastic, leaving them with a sound transmission crane.

"The guest officer found the place where he was staying, so he squeezed the paper crane and told us where you were staying. The package will be delivered to you unscathed and delivered to the door!"

Even the express delivery business has been developed ahead of time. No wonder the chain stores have opened all over the 36 continents!

He sighed so weakly, and walked around again relying on the brother, his hands full of food.

Well, the senior brother paid the bill.

But this time the payment is real gold and silver commonly used in the common world.

"Don't tell your mother" can be said to be a clear stream in the ordinary world, blatantly licking the wool, even ordinary people will not let it go. However, one-third of those who can enter Jinluzhou are dependents of monks, big local tyrants, no lack of spiritual stones, since they can't cultivate immortals, and their lives are short, isn't the money spent just for fun.

Because of their philosophy of having fun in a timely manner, our shop is even more popular in the mundane world.

"Little Junior Sister, it's getting late, it's time to find a place to stay."

The brother-in-chief doesn't know how to manage the wild child, which is a bit difficult.

"Listen to brother." So weak this time is very easy to talk.

So the brothers and sisters chose the nearest inn.

"Guest officer, should you stay in the shop?"

"Stay in."

"One or two?"

"One, the best room."

"Okay, Mrs. Zun, please here."

In order not to be noticeable, the senior brothers and sisters also dressed up in disguise when they came out. The senior brother in charge replaced his snow cloud pine crane robes that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, and the plain and dim Tsing Yi robes, placed in the crowd is a gray background. Board, and the black headband is also a buy one get one free gift at the clothing store.

Relying on his slender and thin body and indifferent temperament, the senior brother in charge forcibly put the cheap stalls out of the high-end fashion of the show.

He is almost as weak as him, except that the XL code is replaced by the S code. In the eyes of others, it is a husband and wife certification.

The brother-in-chief did not refute either.

And so weak is particularly shocking.

Brother, your pure-hearted person has collapsed, how can you ask for a room!

It's easy to be fanciful!

And the senior brother entered the room, closed the door, and explained, "Little sister, you live in peace of mind. You are used to sleeping out for your brother, but you can't sleep on the soft pillow of the high bed."

"Then brother, where do you sleep?"

"There are trees outside." The head brother said concisely.

So weak and particularly guilty, sleeping on his own bed and the other person sleeping on a tree, this is so embarrassing.

"Senior brother, do you want to sleep on the ground, just spread the quilt."

The senior brother was unbelievable about her low guard heart.

"Little Junior Sister, how can you allow a man to stay overnight if Yunying is unmarried?"

"For me, brother is a father and brother, not a man."

"..."

The head brother went out with a headache, "Little sister, take a break first, and go outside to reflect on your brother."

Um? What do you want to reflect on?

When he was out, the book was also delivered, so weak he held it up, and he read it with gusto.

"Boom."

A stone hit her window.

Looking at it from the side, the night is as cool as water, and the street lights are gorgeous. Outside the window is a lush sweet-scented osmanthus tree with little silver stamens and a refreshing and elegant fragrance. The blue and flowing fireflies are flying around the man.

Such a beautiful artistic conception, so weak only noticed the bird's nest above the head of the brother, the young bird lying on the side of the nest, pecking at the black hair of the brother's head. There was a pile of fluff around his neck, and he looked closely at what was originally a white cat, and beside his **** there was a puppy sleeping with his tongue out.

The senior brother's Wailite arrogantly lived with the family of three of Uncle Chicken.

Those who fly in the sky and those who run on the ground are almost swimming in the water.

"Little Junior Sister, the third watch is coming, the chickens are all asleep, don't watch it anymore." The senior brother in charge said bitterly, "Be careful of hurting your eyes."

"Sleep when you go to sleep!"

So weak is as big as a fight, and it's terrifying to go out with the head brother, and I urge you all the time.

She threw the book away, fell onto the bed, and covered her with a quilt to show her sincerity.

The open paper window slowly closed.

The head brother is accustomed to deducing divination when observing the sky at night.

This time is no exception.

His gestures are complex, in the shape of wind and clouds, forming a sixty-four hexagram formation. In the first dew this morning, he has a hexagram for today's fortune.

Ups and downs quake.

Without delusional hexagrams, the world is thunderous.

What a villain.

The man in Tsing Yi condensed his eyes slightly, and a ray of light broke through the paper window.

"Little Junior Sister!"

There was only one book on the ground that was opened by the wind, and the text in it was missing.

Congenital Treasure Wordless Book?

No wonder he can fool his eyes and ears!

The senior brother no longer hesitated, twisting a paper talisman at his fingertips, biting the tip of his tongue lightly, and the blood drops.

"Fuck!"

Fu Luzhao broke through the air and left.

"The sword is coming!"

He volleyed his sword in the sky, his Tsing Yi was hunting and hunting, followed the Fulu, and disappeared in the depths of the street lights.

"Wow!"

The sound of water rang.

So weak came out of the water and met a pair of dark eyes.

The two looked at each other.

There was a paper talisman in his weak mouth.

Just now she noticed that the atmosphere around her was not quite right. When she opened her eyes, she suddenly smashed a book at her. She was so weak thinking how to do it. She would die beautifully when she died, and she definitely couldn't swell her face!

So she used the power of the talisman to teleport to her enemy's side, and if the big deal is a big deal, she would die together, and she would put her back before death.

So, what is going on now?

She obviously bound the heroine Sangsang!

It doesn't matter if you send her to the tub, and the man who is soaked in the same bucket with her is still a man who looks more demon than a woman!

"How will you be here?!"

"You turned out to be a personal monster?!"

The great beauty has fallen, and there are roots underneath!

So weak and terrified.

Seeing her collapse, the other party felt relieved, leaning on the side of the barrel with one arm.

White mist lingered, eyes flickering red, and a playful smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "Master really loves Sangsang so deeply. He actually collected Sangsang's blood and sacrificed it into a two-life deed. Just right, this water. Zhengwen, Master came here by chance, why not take a mandarin duck bath with the disciple?"

The incarnation Sangsang is still tortured in the sword mound, and the one who is soaked in the bucket is the true body of Sangyu, who is dormant in Jinluzhou. On weekdays, he looks like a gangster, but at night he is dry. With the wicked thing that stirs up troubles, it's rare to have a time to enjoy the joy of taking a bath, and finally bump into this kind of thing.

The two-life contract is based on the spirit of the target object, and of course the one with the shortest distance is chosen.

Sang Yu didn't expect to expose herself prematurely, but there is nothing wrong with it. If the wordless book can't kill her, then he will do it himself.

There is no way to hell, you just want to break in.

Sang Yu said dumbly, "Didn't the master want to die? Rather than end the pain, it's better to be Sangsang's furnace tripod, dying happily and happily." The sound of water lingered, and the demon fetus poured over his chest and embraced. Upper her waist, "The master has something to do, and the disciple is obliged to do it, but don't be polite to Sangsang."

The big palm went down in the water and pulled her girdle.

So weakly held down.

Sang Yu's lips twitched, "Master, is she shy?"

"You look back, the head is behind you," said the weak with pity, "you still think about how to call someone to collect your corpse."

Sang Yu immediately sacrificed the magic weapon, and when he looked back, there was nothing, and he slapped the door.

He held him up and laughed angrily.

"Master's skill in deception and abduction is getting deeper and deeper."

He used a bone fan to loosen her clothes, "The two-life contract consumes a lot of moral strength. Master is now soft and loose. Don't worry, the disciple will love you more and return your teachings to the disciple." He bowed. Get down, bite the tender flesh of her neck, and pinch her sensitive areas.

A drop of tears ran down his shoulder.

Sang Yu sneered, and pressed her back.

Now that I was afraid, I didn't necessarily have the slightest chance when I framed him.

"Cry more." He was particularly abnormal. "The disciple likes Master to cry out loudly."

And the woman choked softly, "Brother..."

"I won't be fooled for the second time."

His offensive became more and more fierce, and he simply lifted her hips.

"laugh-"

Fulu haunted him like a ghost, scratching his cheek.

The tub broke and the warm water splashed all over, solidifying into sharp icicles in the air instantly.

Sang Yu: That **** **** him again!

The black cloak was sandwiched between the icy snow, which also covered the weak.

The darkness in front of her eyes, dragging the cloak down.

The cyan figure stands tall, with sword intent soaring into the sky.

She was so weak in a cloak and hugged people, "Brother, you let him go, he, he didn't mean it." She endured the humiliation firmly and forbearingly, "He is, he has a task in her body, which deceived my trust, and now Mistakes played with my body and feelings, and almost destroyed my cultivation..."

Every time a word pops out of her lips, the chill on the head of the brother gets deeper.

Sang was irritated, almost vomiting blood.

Shut up, shameless woman!

Sang Yu was also unforgiving, and immediately replied, "Yes, who knows that the master's younger sister is looking conservative, and the robes are neatly dressed, but the inside is so turbulent, and she wants to stick it up when she sees a man—"

He stopped abruptly.

The head stood up, and suddenly eighty-one talismans stood beside him.

Every hexagram is written, big evil, big evil, big punishment, big evil.

Sang Yu's scalp numb, isn't he just molesting his little junior sister, so he won't use fame kills to deal with a junior! The boss’s compassion is for you!

"You are bullying the small by a big deal, do you want the big man to show his face—"

He was dissatisfied and called aggrieved.

"Here, wild child, my family, I covered it."

The head of the senior brother was frosty.

It's super fierce to protect short.

"I scold, yes. You scold, no!"