Fang Yuan has never been very interested in taking pictures as a souvenir.

However, after seeing the rare look of sincere expectation on her face, she still satisfied her.

Building Xiang took a lot of photos at one time. They were all group photos with Fang Yuan. Du Zui dressed up as tender, pretending to be serious, coquettish, cute and happy.

What disgusts Fang Yuan most is that he not only has to take a picture with her on his back, but also has to let him take a picture on his neck. It's like she's a mighty knight. She doesn't care about men's feelings at all.

Today, I just tasted the taste of ginseng fruit -- not to mention the taste of ginseng fruit and a flower, which is quite the opposite, especially intoxicating and nostalgic.

Even in the angry madness, Fang Yuan can feel her uniqueness, and finally understand that the so-called ginseng fruit, a flower, turns out to be two structures with unique characteristics.

If an ordinary man can taste one of these two women, he can definitely be called boundless happiness, not to mention that both have been obtained by Fangyuan?

What would it be like to get two people?

You can't say it, you can't say it.

But as long as you look at Fang Yuan, you can be happy to be photographed by Lou Xiang. You should be able to guess how satisfied he is.

"How many photos have you taken? You don't want to make a wall calendar and sell it in the supermarket, do you? If that's the case, you can give me some points, or I'll go to the court to sue you for violating my portrait right. "

After building Xiang finally put away his mobile phone, the sun has completely set, but it leaves a deep red aftertaste, which can make Fang Yuan see that building Xiang's face is full of narcissism.

"Well, you're right. Why don't I make the photos into a wall calendar?"

After being reminded by Fang Yuan, building Xiang's eyes lit up and naturally wouldn't mention the money selling in the supermarket: "well, I'll select 36 from them and make them into a three-year wall calendar. Every month, I will open one and a new photo will appear. "

I see.

Building Xiang took so many photos to start counting down her death.

People with corpse poison can't live for three years as long as they are not such an excellent expert as Longtou.

Three years, 36 months, made into three wall calendars, each 12 months.

"Alas, I don't know if I can turn to the last photo. I have decided that the one I ride around your neck is the last month of my life. I must see this picture before I die. Let's see how I charge at the God of death like a general with a straddling horse and a horizontal knife -- hey, why are you leaving? Wait for me. "

Just when Xiang's hands were in the posture of leaping with a sword, he was unwilling to just be the square of a horse and walked quickly down the mountain.

The road out of the mountain is very muddy. There are many places that need to carry her around.

Of course, she said she couldn't move, regardless of how Fang Yuan asked her to follow Lin Panpan so far.

Lou Yuxiang's answer is very simple: first, I just changed my new clothes. Of course, I can't wrestle in order to climb mountains and mountains; Second, if you are not afraid of my grandfather and your important people, you will leave me; Third, my innocent body has been trampled and ravaged by you all afternoon for more than seven hours. Is it abnormal to walk weakly now?

Facing this kind of woman who never knew what shame was, Fang Yuan finally chose to compromise.

But she put her nose on her face. After jumping on his back for the third time, she no longer came down. Instead, she put her arms around his neck and sang the song of "women are tigers" in a graceful voice.

Fortunately, building Xiang's body is petite, that is, more than 80 kilograms. This small weight can still bear for a full circle.

However, when they came to the foot of Lihua mountain, it was already 12 o'clock at night.

Lou Minggong stood on the way up the mountain with Fubo alone.

After seeing his grandfather, Lou Xiang jumped down from his back, ran quickly to him, hugged him with open arms, didn't say a word, just put his cheek on his heart, and burst into tears.

She knew that this old man, who could sacrifice anyone for the interests of the building family and had never been seriously respected, was her blood connected grandfather after all.

Only grandpa could come to the king of Tang with all the people he could bring when he learned that she was hunted, and stand here like a javelin late at night waiting for him.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa."

The sound of her right hand gently stroked her hair on the third floor.

Standing next to Fubo, he could clearly see the master's body, trembled slightly, and then something hard seemed to crack with a bang.

"Yuxiang, you have changed."

Lou Minggong bowed his head and said softly.

"No."

"You've changed."

"He said I didn't."

"He?"

Just as Lou Minggong wanted to look up and look around, Lou Xiang quickly said, "I don't want him to know that the former Lou Xiang is dead."

"He will know, but I won't tell him."

Lou Minggong said faintly and changed the topic: "Lin Lin is still waiting for you on the mountain. She won't go to the hospital to wait for you. Fortunately, the local leaders on the side of King Tang cared about us very much and let the medical car come to the mountain. "

Lin Lin stubbornly did not go to the hospital, but stayed in Lihua mountain in order to see the building Xiang at the first time.

When Lin Zhongdao fell to the ground, Lou Xiang vowed not to let her be disappointed with herself again, so after listening to Grandpa's words, he immediately raised his hand and wiped his cheek, saying, "I'll go up the mountain first."

Lou Minggong nodded and watched Lou Xiang trot away before looking around.

"She has come back safely now. Should you withdraw all your men hidden around Lihua mountain? At this time, the mosquitoes in the mountains are very powerful. If they catch diseases, it will be bad. "

Fang Yuan came over and said straight to the point.

On his way out of the mountain, he found someone looking at him in the distance more than once.

Lou Minggong asked, "do you have to let your people withdraw from the periphery of my people?"

Without waiting for Fang Yuan to say anything, Lou Minggong walked around with his hands on his back for a few steps, looked at the night sky in the southwest and said, "I dare say, don't look at your people, the number is much less than the people I brought, but the people who can come out alive in the end are definitely yours."

"Especially the Kunlun Mountain, which is left behind, is the guarantee that we can't escape."

After Lou Minggong said this, he looked down at Fang Yuan: "do you know? When I stand here, I always have the illusion that there will be a flash of knife light in the next moment, and my great head will fly up -- but she is clearly standing on the other side of the mountain overpass. "

Fang Yuan looked up at the overpass. He could see a white figure standing on it from a distance. He seemed to see that he was looking over there. He raised his hand, waved here, and then turned around and walked away.

After lighting a cigarette, he said, "believe it or not, I didn't send someone to do this?"

"I believe it."

Lou Minggong said without hesitation, "these people are not arranged by you or Kunlun, but Mrs. Fang. Hehe, it's a girl of the Yan family who dares to kill me. "

"That's my mother. This is my home. Now someone comes to my house to make trouble and bully her son. Can she stand idly by?"

Fang Yuan said, "just like when you learned that your granddaughter was hunted, didn't you bring so many people to protect her regardless of your age?"

"Yes, you are Mrs. Fang's son. I am Yuxiang's grandfather. No one is wrong when we do this. Fortunately, you didn't disappoint us. You can bring Yuxiang back completely. "

"It's not too complete."

"What do you say?"

"She was poisoned."

Fang Yuan said faintly, "I have no antidote. According to my experience, she can only live for three years at most. Moreover, in these three years, she can't help looking for men. However, this should not be a problem for her. I believe that countless men are ready to break their bones for her. "

Lou Minggong blinked and said, "except you, she won't find a second man until she dies. I can assure you of this, with the reputation of the Su provincial house. "

"Hehe, isn't it necessary?"

Fang Yuan smiled: "but it's up to you. I just tell you that if she doesn't find a man, she can only live for half a year at most --"

"Boy, you really don't know?"

Lou Minggong interrupted him.

Fang Yuan was stunned: "what should I know?"

"After the corpse poison is saved, he can not only be immune for life and not be eroded by any virus, but also save other people with corpse poison in a loving way."

Lou Minggong paused and then continued to ask, "don't you know that?"

I'm stunned.

He really didn't know what Lou Minggong said. Neither Chen Wanyue nor Mrs. Jiuyou told him. Now he is not only immune to any toxin, but also can detoxify the corpse poison.

Corpse poison has always been the most evil and domineering poison in the sky and earth. As long as anyone can survive it, although his own physical function will be seriously damaged, he will never be afraid of any toxin.

Lou Minggong asked again, "do you feel that you have been implicated by Yu Xiang all the way?"

"Since your people are peeking at us, why don't you stand up and carry her for me?"

When Fang Yuan spoke again, his tone had an obvious relaxed meaning: "ask you, if you were me, what would you do if you didn't know these things?"

Although Fang Yuan cares about the corpse poison in himself, it seems nothing at the thought of going to Jiuyou world soon.

The main reason why he has contradictory thoughts is that he is afraid that the corpse poison will affect his temperament. After being stimulated to enter the demon barrier state and go to the Jiuyou world, he will wait to be used as a puppet.

Now, after listening to Lao Lou say so, the heart finally fell to the ground and felt unspeakable ease all over.

"I will leave her alone and let her live and die there, and then try my best to avenge her."

Lou Minggong said, walked up to Fang Yuan and patted him on the shoulder: "Alas, boy, you didn't leave Yuxiang and didn't disappoint us --"

"You, who are you?"

Fang Yuan interrupted him.

"You'll know later. Mrs. Fang seems to have told you something."

Lou Minggong turned around and walked slowly to the road up the mountain: "as for those people who complain about monitoring you, who dares and is qualified to carry Yuxiang?"

Fang Yuanming knew that what he said was very reasonable, but he retorted unconvinced: "people may not want to be so tired."

Of course, Lou Minggong would not quarrel with him on such a boring topic. When he walked halfway with his hands on his back, he suddenly asked, "do you say that Yuxiang has gained in this ordeal?"

"The biggest gain, of course, is that she came back alive."

Fang Yuan said casually, "however, you can't expect your granddaughter to give up her proud cruelty and become a lady after this ordeal."

"So sure?"

"With emotion."