White Calculation

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The ten-mile Xueqiong Hualin was indeed ordered to be destroyed by Chen Yubai, but it wasn't for the flower devil's rap-the talents of the National Normal University didn't care about it.

I was the old housekeeper who crashed the horse that day. I lay on it for a few days before propping up, holding the old waist for a day in the snow Qionghua Forest. I wanted to hear which tree actually spoke?

After I went back, his back injury was not good. Chen Yubai ordered people to remove all the flowers and trees the next day.

How can the old housekeeper look at the oldest child from an early age? But he kept this life to take care of this little master. Seeing that the number of robbers in the little master's life had come, how could he still lie?

Thinking of the little girl who was innocent and weird, the old housekeeper sighed with a headache: "Xiaotian, help me, let's go to the Star House."

In the Star Watching Tower, the National Normal University neither deduced Xingsu nor painted by the window, but stood on the high platform, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the girls turning round in the garden below.

The young girl is of course Ji Xiaoli.

Two days later, she was on vacation. The family would come to pick her up. She made up her mind that she would not return to this ghost place when she went back, so she came to say goodbye to the war pigeons who killed her.

I walked through the garden, and the kind of grass that last intimately tangled her ankle did not come out again. On the green grass, there were some large stones bare.

当然 Of course she didn't think much.

But when I came here, I knew the road clearly. Why couldn't I go out when I went back? She has been away for more than an hour, and there are still these big stones in front of her. Finally, she found that she had returned to the green bush with the roasted pigeon.

Yan Jixiao Li was tired and scared away, squatting down on the ground, rubbing his shoulders and rubbing his eyes.

The people in the tall buildings in the distance looked at this scene, and felt that the wind at this moment was really comfortable.

Does n’t it take a while to crack the matrix? Why can't the plants change the stones?

Isn't Thunderbolt very powerful? Take it out and dye the stones red!

Ha ha!

He didn't hold back the smirk. The garden was so quiet, Ji Xiaoli was in high alert again, listening clearly, hurriedly raised his head and looked around, and saw the fluttering man in the wind at a glance.

She jumped up and waved, "Master Gu Shi! Master Gu Shi!"

"Master Gushou save me! I can't go out oh oh!"

The black ice silk moved gently in the wind, but the person was motionless.

Wu Jixiaoli's voice was dumb, and suddenly came to understand: he just wanted to trap her!

He is jealous of her Huigen! To kill her!

Evil was born from the gall, Xiaoli swallowed saliva, and bravely shouted at him: "My father is a general! I have four brothers! They will kill you! And the princess and mother! She will come ... Scold you! My mother will put a needle on you! Plug it all over! "

are you afraid? !!

I'm scared!

No response at all.

Wu Jixiaoli was afraid: "Woohoo, let me go out! After I am a god, bless you to become a **** sooner!" She begged and seduced.

The young man in black standing up against a tall building stood with a hint of fun in his sneer.

The old housekeeper, Xiao Tian, ​​climbed up on the high platform with breathless breath, and following the eyes of the Master of the National Normal University, he saw the girl in the Zhennan Royal Mansion, with his head full of fear in the Sansheng Stone Formation method.

The old man sighed, but he did not dare to intercede for her.

One old, one young and two servants stood silently with their hands down.

Xia Ji Xiaoli, who was at the bottom of the line, was about to cry: "Let me out ... I, I want to show respect!"

The naturally clean National Normal University frowned.

"……you dare!"

Qi Qing's indifferent male voice came from the wind, and Ji Xiaoli finally got his response. He immediately held on and said, "I'm stinky! I'm upwind again, and I will definitely blow to you!"

The little girl's voice was yellow and crisp, crisp and glutinous. The words she spoke seemed to be very real, and the smell seemed to be coming. Chen Yubai didn't intend to kill her today. She waved her face and waved, and Xiaotian immediately jumped downstairs to save people.

"If you dare before he comes ... I can't help it, I'll throw you into Christine's bucket!" The last sentence is already gritted.

"No, it won't!" Ji Xiaoli only survived, comforting him timidly: "Even if I can't help it, I will bury it myself! Guarantee you won't step on it!"

Master Guo Guoqiang took a long breath, and felt that it was stinky when he breathed into his lungs, and his chest was sore!

Gritting his teeth tightly, he turned and left.

The old housekeeper quickly followed.

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There is a table next to the window of Tongguan Xinglou, which is where the adults of the National Normal University often paint. The window is facing the garden, which is pleasing to the eye.

But where can the National Normal University see the garden today? As soon as I entered the door, a gust of wind was raised, and the bamboo pole supporting the window was knocked down. The window was slammed shut, closing the garden view out of his sight.

He walked to the table with a calm face to draw, the stroke of the pen was heavy, and each stroke of ink passed through the back of the paper.

The old housekeeper lightly put down the other windows.

腰 His back injury is unhealed, and it is inevitable that he will be slow between movements.

"Is the plaster I sent you useless?" The person at the window asked coldly.

The old steward quickly turned around, bent over and bowed his head, "The old slave used it, it used it ... But after all, at the age of age, one foot has stepped into the coffin, for fear it is not so easy."

"I haven't prepared anyone for your coffin. If you die now, you can't bury it next to my master." The young Chinese teacher paused, walked to the table, sat down, and looked up. He frowned slightly impatiently. "Well, get up, say something when you have something."

The old housekeeper did not get up, but instead knelt down, and gave him a head of respectful respect.

"Little Master!" He used the former title, his voice trembling: "Yang Shou, the old National Teacher's University, was supposed to be gone, but he went early. Why? Leaked the opportunity to damage Yangshou so far, you You ca n’t change your destiny! The lady in Zhennan ’s palace ... you ca n’t kill her! ”

The old man's choking voice was so sharp, but Chen Yubai's voice was still faint: "So you kill her for me?"

The old housekeeper was about to cry in a sigh of breath, and stunned.

After a long while, he came back to God, and bitterly persuaded: "Why do adults want her to die? Let her be fair in the house for a few years. When the girl's family reaches the age, she will always marry. Make arrangements for her. "

"Who would marry her?" The cold laughter was so disdainful.

"This ... there will always be someone who marries ... right?" The old man hesitated, encouraging his firm tone: "How many young children in the Zhennan king army, the most unfortunate ... There will be some in the door of Ji Jiamen ... Come on! "

遇 Chen Yubai hooked his lips, but his smile didn't spread to the bottom of his eyes. The old housekeeper knew that he didn't believe this, and sighed again to persuade him. He stopped with a straight palm: "I won't kill her for the time being."

The old housekeeper is doubtful.

Lord Guo Shi stopped his cold eyes on a pile of dead green stalks on the ground, and said slowly: "The emperor lowered his decree and asked me to take her as an apprentice, should I disobey?"

The old housekeeper thinks this is more credible than someone would marry that weird girl.

Lord Guoshi, when did you fear the emperor?

遇 Chen Yubai stared at that strain of dead green chrysanthemum that could not find any strange, with deep eyes, "I'd like to see, who else, dare to count on my head except God!"

**

The old housekeeper got a guarantee that he would not kill Ji Xiaoli for a while, he was relieved for a while, and went to the casting star courtyard to tell the young girl who was slaughtered at any time: Do not actively provoke the Master; do not passively provoke the Master Don't provoke the teacher at all times.

The little girl promised nothing but promises, but she cried in her heart, thinking he was jealous of her, so she didn't provoke him! Hugh Mu is two days away. When she gets home, she will never come again!

I probably wrote what she thought in her face. On the second day, the National Normal University sent someone to invite her. As soon as she entered the door, she asked her, "Someday, there will be someone in the royal palace of Zhennan to pick you up?"

Xi Ji Xiaoli held his pride and nodded cautiously.

Lord Guo Teacher also nodded, "Tomorrow will be closed for the day. Early in the morning the next day, someone will pick you up ten miles away."

Looking at her face and thinking that she was hiding well, Chen Yubai sneered, "I heard that you worship me as a teacher and want to learn how to cultivate a fairy?"

"Yes ... it was."

遇 Chen Yubai lowered his head and blew a hot tea cup, and asked casually, "What will the gods do?"

Speaking of this Ji Xiaoli, I was energized: "The gods know what is happening in the world! Alas, they can fly! They can make the bones flesh and come back to life!" Her eyes were bright and excited.

The Da Ye dynasty Gua Shou Wu Shou gently pulled the corners of her mouth, raised her eyebrows and looked at her and asked, "What do you want to know?"

Jiji Xiaoli blinked and blinked, "I want to know: When can I become a fairy ?!"

Master Guo Guo's lips were pursed, and he silently exhaled, "Change another one."

"... then ... will it rain tomorrow?" The person with the words "You can't even figure it out" was written on the face, and "gentle and considerate" changed ... one.

Chen Yubai felt his head hurt. His temples rose sharply. He closed his eyes and held back his breath. He meditated "the big picture is the most important thing." He opened his eyes and told her calmly: "The first thing is to stay. You said the gods will fly Is it?"

As soon as the voice of the crickets fell, others had fluttered out, astonished by the spirit of the dragon. Black ice silk, like the gorgeous wind at night, brushed in front of Ji Xiaoli.

She chased out quickly, he had swept onto the tree like a black hawk, and the black figure shuttled freely between the greenery. The tree was higher than the roof of Thousand Halls, and Ji Xiaoli had to look up when he looked at him neck.

The National Teacher's College flew around the thousands of tall trees in the tall house, and when he landed, he was gorgeous and comfortable. Such a beautiful person, the black ice silk on his body was full of wind, making him look like he really came down from the clouds Fairy.

"How?" Fairy asked her with a raised eyebrow.

Min Ji Xiaoli nodded, "You fly so high!"

Wu Xianren snorted.

"But this is not the fairy's cloud to drive the fog! This is a trivial exercise, my father will, my brothers will, Ji Nanfei is higher than you!"

The immortal forgot: Although this little girl was ... but she came from the most powerful general family in Jiye Kingdom, and Jimen Manmen served in the army. There were two white tigers in the world. To her, it was just as natural as the little white mother raised by the princess.

The wind and the sun in the middle of the courtyard were darkened, the locust tree shivered, and the tree crown was windless. Xiaoli wasn't sure whether it was holding back a laugh or being scared.

She embarrassed looking at the gloomy face of the master in front of him.

遇 But Chen Yubai was not ashamed into anger. He stared at her for a while and then laughed.

The smile of tens of millions of pear trees blooming in this frozen sea snowfield made Xiaoli jump from the corner of his eyes, as if there was a picture in the depths of his memory like a tide. But before she remembered the picture, Chen Yubai said to her, "Okay, you open your eyes and look good."

抬 He raised his hand against the thin lips and blew a melodious and beautiful whistle.

He soon drew an iron-gray shadow from the sky behind Wanqiantang. The object was flying very fast, and his breath was in front of him, and he stopped steadily on the arm of the National Normal University.

Master Guo Guozhi put his arms in front of her with a cold face.

Yan Jixiaoli opened his eyes in disbelief!

I'm a pigeon!

Ye is the roasted fragrant war pigeon that was buried by her!

White bone raw meat! Come back to life!

"Master!" She flew up and hugged that arm, and the surprised pigeon flew away with its wings flapping. She hugged that arm tightly, for fear that it would turn into a cloud of smoke the next moment, "Master is up! Tuer ... Tuer down!" The young girl who was determined to cultivate immortality was incoherent.

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