Chapter 85

It is said that the other shore flower is the most beautiful flower in the sky and the earth.

Both immortals and demons are generous to the dead souls, so that they can "be lucky" to see the most beautiful flowers after they die.

"It turned out that the other shore flower was stabbed on the vamp."

After listening to Guo Yi's words, the thief's eyes flickered.

Guo Yi immediately asked, "why, have you seen that pair of embroidered shoes?"

"Yes."

Stealing saints has not been denied.

"Where is it?"

After Guo Yi blurted out this sentence, he realized that he had asked nonsense: how could the thief tell him such an important clue?

But to his surprise, the robber answered his question: "may it be in -- illusion?"

Such an answer is no different from not saying.

Guo Yi was ashamed and angry. When he instinctively frowned, he then loosened: "someone told me that if I am lucky to see you, please go to a place. When you get there, you will know all the secrets of embroidered shoes. "

The robber asked lightly, "who is that man?"

Guo Yi shook his head: "it's not that I don't want to say, because I don't know who it is, or even whether it's a man or a woman."

Seeing that Guo Yiyi was not lying, the robber didn't bother about this problem anymore. He just asked, "where are you going?"

"Lop Nur."

Guo Yi answered.

"Lop Nur?"

The robber's eyes flickered again.

"You old man, it should be Lop Nur. Where is it?"

Guo Yi spoke more and more politely, and from the heart.

This rich dandy, who has not married in his thirties, actually worships the Xiake of stealing saints -- of course, only those who live extremely superior, have nothing to do, or live extremely embarrassed and have nowhere to eat can dream of becoming a Xiake.

"Lop Nur, known as the ear of the earth, on the side of the Taklimakan Desert?"

The robber Saint may always have enough patience with those who worship him, or he would not explain this: "that place, also known as the place of death, is the paradise of all explorers. There were several famous explorers who died or disappeared mysteriously."

"Yes, that's Lop Nur."

Guo Yi nodded to show that the robber was right.

After thinking for a while, the robber asked, "what if I don't go?"

"It's none of my business."

Guo Yi smiled bitterly: "I'm a messenger. Whether you go or not is your own decision. So far, my task has been completed perfectly. "

The robber asked again, "what about Xia Xiaoyun?"

"Since then, Ding Baikang and his wife have been written off."

Guo Yi said seriously, "the Guo family will no longer embarrass them, including the summer who fled in distress."

"Good. The Guo family has the magnanimity of a rich family. "

The robber stood up from his chair, looked up and down at Guo Yi and said, "you are also a talent. On the surface, he is frivolous and arrogant. In fact, he knows current affairs very well. If we have a chance in the future, we may have a chance to cooperate and do something. "

On Guo Yi's face, he looked ecstatic: "really?"

"False."

The robber smiled and walked out of the suite with his hands on his back. In this way, he opened the door and went out.

Looking at the four open doors of the guest room, Guo Yimo Li was relieved for a long time. He murmured, "in fact, stealing saints is just like this. The legendary skill of stealing saints is also exaggerated..."

As Guo Yi spoke, he raised his left hand and looked at his wrist.

Then his pupils suddenly contracted -- the limited edition Patek Philippe was gone.

Obviously, when he spoke face to face with the robber saint, they had never touched. Why did the watch disappear?

Guo Yi's relaxed nerves suddenly tightened again, and an unreal auditory hallucination appeared again in his ears. It seemed that he could hear the light beating sound of his beloved Patek Philippe second hand: Ka, Ka!

The lady's Kun watch Xia Xiaoyun was wearing made a slight click when the second hand was beating. It seemed to have expanded dozens of times at 3 a.m., so clear that it could be heard in her sleep.

The monotonous and boring voice always gives people a sense of inexplicable upset and even fear in the early morning.

After moving the pressed sour arm, Fang Yuan raised his head in a daze, his bleary eyes opened, and when he was about to change his position to continue sleeping -- all the sleepiness disappeared as if he had been given an electric shock!

A woman in a white gauze Dance Dress stood on the side of the dressing table, with long soft black hair hanging down, covering half of her face, but not her mature female charm.

The faint light from the wall lamp behind the door seemed darker at this time, but it could let Fang Yuan see who the woman was in front of him.

Chen Wanyue.

Chen Wanyue, who should have been lying side by side on the Kang with Xia Xiaoyun, didn't know when she quietly came to Fangyuan and changed into her white gauze dance dress again.

"Chen, Chen..."

Fang Yuan stared at Chen Wanyue with fear that the night could not cover.

"Husband."

Chen Wanyue raised her hand and closed the long hair covering her cheeks, revealing her charming face. Her voice calling for her husband was like coming from the wasteland in the flood and wasteland. It was very low after penetrating the time tunnel, but it was clear and audible.

"Wan, Wan, your clothes..."

Fang Yuan raised his hand and pointed to Chen Wanyue's white gauze dance dress. His voice was trembling and his fingers were trembling.

"My dance dress? Does it look good? "

Chen Wanyue's soft little hand gently grasped Fang Yuan's hand, and her soft body leaned over.

"Nice, nice, nice."

Fang Yuan mumbled like a fool, but subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Chen Wanyue is definitely the kind of woman who has no power to bind chickens, but Fang Yuan can't earn her hand at this time. She led her up a warm barren mountain along the neckline of the dance dress.

Barren mountains, naturally, have no vegetation, but the top of the mountain is almost inlaid with a large ruby.

"Husband, am I beautiful?"

Chen Wanyue murmured with blurred eyes, and slowly untied the buttons of the dance clothes with her left hand.

The dance clothes made of light gauze are windless and automatically dispersed to both sides, revealing a proud female body.

Chen Wanyue didn't wear any clothes in her dance clothes.

Under the two high snow mountains, there is a flat plain, and then down -- those slender legs, like those formed after milk solidification, emit the white luster of the snow night under the light of the small night lamp.

However, the white luster of this absolutely perfect body was completely covered by the strange smell of the red embroidered shoes she was wearing at her feet.

It should definitely be a bright red upper embroidered with incomparably flirtatious flowers. The pair of white and greasy feet are set off so that Fang Yuan can't look directly at it. He can only look at the upper: other shore flowers.

The flowers on the other side have been blooming for a thousand years and falling for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves are wrong and will never meet again.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun is still there."

When Chen Wanyue raised her slender left leg, slowly drew a beautiful arc with her embroidered shoes, and slowly sat on her round leg, he looked at Xia Xiaoyun.

What kind of fear is the real fear?

It's not to see a monster with a green face and fangs coming, or to see a headless female ghost walking in the middle of the night, nor to be surrounded and torn to pieces by a group of tigers and wolves -- but a soft and charming woman who should need your protection, but put on the embroidered shoes that make you most frightened in the early morning, ride on you and make love to you.

Chen Wanyue's body is so soft. Even women can't stand the feeling of gently twisting up their small waist. It's like the tip of a snake's tongue and gently biting a square earlobe. Even zombies are expected to scream excitedly.

But all this is the most terrible nightmare for the surrounding area.

Chen Wanyue is a devil that can't be described in words. It seems that at the next moment, she can swallow his belt and bone, and then stretch out her scarlet tongue to lick his upper lip.

"No, no!"

Fang Yuan suddenly bit his tongue, said he was completely awake in pain, raised his hand and pushed Chen Wanyue away.

Chen Wanyue, like being attracted by a magnet, stuck it on him again, hugged his neck, wrapped his legs around his waist, raised her exquisite chin, and her silky hair fell like a waterfall. She murmured, "why not?"

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun is still there!"

Fang Yuan took a lot of perseverance to say this sentence.

"Well, shall we go to the living room?"

Chen Wanyue's voice was as sweet as being soaked in honey.

"Laura -- in the guest room below."

Fang Yuan found another reason.

"Don't worry, she won't wake up."

Chen Wanyue gently twisted her body and gave out a gasp like a drowning man.

"But... But I just want to see you dance. Yes, just watching you dance. You dance very well. I want to see it again in my dream! "

Fang Yuan, like a drowning man, finally grabbed the last straw.

"Well, my husband likes to watch it. I'll dance for you all my life."

"Then come down and let's go to the living room."

"No, I don't, just let my husband hold it."

"Okay, okay."

Fang Yuan really couldn't find a reason to refuse. He opened his chair and walked to the bedroom door step by step.

When he was about to reach the door, he looked back at Xia Xiaoyun.

Xia Xiaoyun lay on the Kang on her side, facing him. Her delicate star eyes narrowed slightly, as if they were still shining with the light of a small night lamp, as if she hadn't fallen asleep and was watching them in the dark.

Fang Yuan thought she should be asleep.

At least, I don't know anything now. Even if I keep my eyes open and see something, I think I'm dreaming.

Xia Xiaoyun is indeed dreaming: a charming woman in a white gauze Dance Dress wrapped around her body like a koala, and the dance dress fell completely to the ground. Her beautiful body was completely exposed to the air. It was so white, but it couldn't match the color of the embroidered shoes she was wearing.

The bright red embroidered shoes look so dazzling.

"Who is this woman?"

Xia Xiaoyun seems to be thinking about this problem. She even wants to go out of the bedroom and have a look.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get up, but her consciousness became more and more blurred. Just before she completely disappeared, she heard a beautiful song: "who sent you to me? It's the round moon, the moon, the gurgling mountain spring -- "

Xia Xiaoyun has heard this song and knows that it is only an episode in journey to the West. The song is called Tianzhu girl. The cheerful rhythm, especially the exotic melody, makes people linger and forget to return.

The song is sung without accompaniment.

In the early morning night, this song is like a blooming Epiphyllum in slow motion, which can make Xia Xiaoyun completely feel the most beautiful. It's just very strange: who sings in the living room after midnight?