White Calculation

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On the second day, Ji Xiaoli really climbed up the thousands of old locust trees.

She went to the Star Watching Tower before climbing the tree. Her master stared at the starry stare all night and was unhappy all night. At this time, she was resting on the couch by the window to rest and sleep.

The handsome Chinese master, who is not like the world ’s son, is still the black ice silk with the golden thread embroidered with the pattern of the clouds, the sleeve of the hand supporting the forehead is slipped on the couch, and the whole jade-like strong arm with perfect color is exposed It is the same as that of the cool and handsome face, the divergence of fresh ink color, if there is no breathing, if it is quiet, like a fairy painting.

Wu Jixiaoli is amazed, and she admires in her heart that even if she does not have the strength to show off her bones and come back to life, she can be convinced by this immortal posture.

The old housekeeper has told her many times that the Master of National Normal School is happy, so she didn't yell and walked to him in front of him lightly.

Look closer and look better! Ji Xiaoli crouched in front of his couch, looking at her master cheerfully: Master's face was even clearer than her beast's head on the Dan furnace, her nose was thin, her lips were thin, and no flaws were found ... … This face must have been transfigured by his fairy art, just like Qin Sang.

How can a real person look so good?

Alas, let ’s ask Jinan for a few white ice silks next time! She expects that Master must look better in white than black!

Her eyes were so eager that Chen Yubai was awakened by the burning eyes.

The person who was so alert on weekdays didn't even notice her entering today. When she opened her eyes, she ran into a pair of joyful eyes. The strangeness that felt really ground-breaking for the first time was shocked behind him.

But of course there was still expressionless coldness on his face: "Who will let you in?"

Wu Jixiao left his hands in his hands when he awoke—how could Chen Yubai pick up? The disappointed frown stared at the black ice silk and asked, "Do you steal my clothes?"

"No! This is what I did!" She was very proud and proud of her chest, "Changing the wash for Master! Master will not have to wear this dress every day!"

Chen Yubai pondered her words, her eyes closed slowly.

A person who wears black ice silk worth ten thousand dollars a day and never wears the same clothes twice, slowly closes his eyes.

Don't be angry, he said to himself tremblingly, keeping her is of great use, after all, it is more difficult to clean up the world than to clean up her.

But ... is it really harder?

Master Guo can't convince himself!

He was struggling to kill her with one palm, Ji Xiaoli didn't know, holding his clothes and smiling: Master seemed really moved! Endured tears so much that my eyes closed!

"Master," her voice softened with pity, sounded so sincere, and seemed like a promise: "I will make clothes for you as long as I have time, I will not let you always wear such a piece.

The person who closed her eyes slowly opened her eyes and looked at her with extremely complex eyes.

She added another sentence: "I will do it for Master after becoming immortal! Then I will say a spell, and Master will wear new clothes every day!"

How about extravagant spells.

What a generous tone.

遇 Chen Yubai felt powerless, as never before, and raised her hand to pat her to death.

In the face of such a sincerity and expectation without any thoughts, He tasted helpless for the first time.

"Master, martial arts alliance seeks to see the master." Xiaotian cautiously reported from the door.

遇 Chen Yubai has never treated anyone's arrival so eagerly—turning from the couch, waving his sleeves and hurling away his eyes to look at his little girl, he strode out without turning back.

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Qi Qilin commanded Li Weiran, from the first family of Wulin's Li family. The 72-style Qilin sword technique is exquisite and unique.

When he was 20 years old, he used the sword technique to win a victory over Liang Yefan, the leader of the Dark Night Valley, and inherited the Dark Night Order to go out of the valley. Five years later, he was already the commander of the martial arts.

The young hero, young and handsome and affectionate, came from a sword in Tsing Yi.

"I haven't seen you for a long time!" The flirtatious gentleman smiled with a sword in his arms, "the old man is more elegant than before."

Master Guo Guoxi hates being looked up recently, and nodded indifferently to the current Wulin League leader.

"But you are not as good as before." The boy went to tea and retreated, he said to the leader of the martial arts slightly.

微 Li Weiran entered the dark night valley with him in the same year and was quite acquainted with him. He also knew his temper and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he smiled and said, "The National Normal University is distinguished and unparalleled, and we will keep our leisure, and we in the rivers and lakes are naturally far behind.

Chen Yubai raised his eyes and looked at him. The sleeves of black ice silk were placed on the corner of Lihuamu. His slender fingers gently touched the hard tabletop, and his tone was cold: "No matter how leisurely you are, you will not be able to raise the talents of Qianmi. The thousands of secrets made Qin Sang's city famous, and how many people bowed to their skirts. Real heroes are sad about beauty. "

Li Weiran smiled and lowered his head, shook his head and smiled, "Yeah, it is really beautiful."

He is so frank, Chen Yubai has nothing to say.

For a long while, Li Weiran smiled and said, "You don't have to be so concerned, I really do to her, but ... I haven't forgotten who I am. In any case, the cherished love and concern, thank you a little!"

Who cares to worry about him? !!

How does the Master of Guoshi feel that all around him are self-confident people?

"You haven't forgotten who you are, what's up with the Kirin Ling she's holding? Li Weiran, you haven't forgotten who you are, but you seem to have forgotten who she is. The Qianmi family is eager to move for many years, and the Empress Dowager controls the harem. The eldest son is the eldest son with thousands of bloodlines. Once the night order falls into their hands, the world will change sooner or later. ”Chen Yubai Leng looked at the helpless smile in his friend's eyes, and the meaning was even colder:“ Admiral Qinglong Order passed on to two That's why the prince is. You haven't forgotten who you are? As the flower beauty is now, do you really not forget this world?

"I haven't forgotten." The young martial arts confession received that bitter smile, but with a slight smile, it was positive: "The National Normal University knows why Qin Sang was born with the blood of the yin that has never appeared in thousands of years?"

The master of National Teacher's College for a moment.

微 Li Weiran laughed, "Oh, I forgot the master's magical calculations, I must know."

"I have cast her stars." The National Normal University admitted coldly.

微 Li Weiran smiled and nodded, "I'm here for this."

遇 Chen Yubai looked down, "You want to know about her?"

"No, I want to know her younger sister—the girl who was born in Qianmi Holy Land and was born in Qianmi Holy Land. She is the Qianmi sage who the Qianmi people have been searching for for hundreds of years." Li Weiran stared at him slowly. Said.

Chen Yubai lags, now he believes what he just said.

He did not forget who he was.

Qin Sang's life is a scandal of the royal family. At that time, her mother escaped from the palace with her, and Murong and the Empress Dowager sent men to hunt them down, but returned without success. It is said that a family of three returned to the legendary Qianmi Holy Land.

After many years, Qin Sang suddenly appeared, her hair color was pure purple, which was the characteristic of the legendary maiden. The Empress Dowager Duan exchanged her life for Murong in exchange for her control of the court.

At that time, Qin Sang was only seven years old, and he was sentenced to eighteen torture by the Queen Mother. It is said that the entire Shangjing city smelled the fragrance of the blood of Qianmi. She survived the eighteen tortures, and the Queen Mother Duanmi believed her words: She did go back to Qianmi Holy Land, but she was ignorant and did not remember the way.

From then on, the Qianmi maiden was kept by her. The blood of the Qianmi maiden was precious, and the nobles who went to Beijing were always afraid of the queen queen. For this reason, Qin Sang gradually grew up. Over the years, the Empress Dowager Duan drove her to do everything she can't see, and the Qianmi clan has gradually reunited with the arrival of the Virgin.

A Qianmi messenger whose blood is not pure is still so, and Li Weiran asks: Where is the younger sister who was born in Qianmi Holy Land and was able to awaken the sleeping dragon and Qin Sang's father and mother?

That is the hope of the Empress Dowager Duanmi and the Qianmi clan. Once they learn that they will really make the Qianmi clan out of nowhere and make the world chaos.

微 Li Weiran is not addicted to Qin Sang, he has no reason to guard her.

遇 Chen Yubai appeared in front of his eyes to make the smile as gorgeous as the sun, and suddenly felt not so dazzling.

Li Weiran obviously would be wrong, and looked at the trace of magpie in his look as powerless, and said with a smile, "Xingsu's deduction is fortune calculation, but it is difficult for me to be strong."

Master Guo Guo looked down, and did not deny it.

"I came here today to see the old person, and the second is to inform this matter. If there is any trace of this woman, please ask the basalt commander." The young martial arts lord still smiled tenderly, but said that the basalt commander was righteous. It's hard to blame that there is a sense of self-reliance between the brow and the eyebrows.

Chen Yubai slender fingers touched the cold black ice silk and looked at him quietly.

微 Li Weiran smiled and left his sword. Just came to the door, and the voice of the National Normal University came from behind him: "You really don't want to ask her about the star deduction?"

She Yingzi's erect figure stood still for a moment, her steps still calm.

"Thousands of secret family members have endangered the world, and have been controlling the Korean government for many years, and now they are even more ignorant of the world's martial arts tigers, and Kirin has no responsibility.

This answer is even more blameless.

Chen Yubai looked at his back lightly.

又 He also found that those who are passionate about themselves are more ruthless and focused than those who think they are the most lonely in the world.

For a moment, the fate of how many people were around was desolate and silent, and was broken by a dull sound of piercing air in the yard.

The faint-eyed man in Zhongtang jumped his brow, and his heart had time to curse and scold, and the man had flew out.

The little girl jumping down from the old locust tree in front of Wanqiantang is opening her hands in mid-air, looking forward to happiness, and she will soon fall on Li Weiran. It was a stab, and finally grabbed her before Li Weiran opened her hands to catch her.

Li Weiran was a bit surprised, withdrew his hand and smiled at his friend's pale face and the young girl in his arms, "This is it?"

Holding a man full of warm incense, his tone was very intolerable: "The little apprentice is bad, smile."

The author has something to say: Why did he say he didn't write Qin Sang?

Not because many people do n’t like her

But because it was a tragedy

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I'd rather you be amazing in your life

There is no white head to be indulged, Hongyan Yong is in his heart