Chapter 697

(second change)

the second day.

Tang Muchen and Bi bidong got up on time and looked at the rising sun outside. The warm luster shone on them. It was inevitable to show a comfortable expression. These days coincided with the plum rain season. We haven't seen such warm and pure sunlight for a long time.

It's just that today's beautiful face is a little more shy than that of bidong. The nightdress worn last night has some traces of being torn. The black silk stockings on the legs have disappeared, revealing the empty white legs, which is very charming.

The two snuggled together and whispered to each other. They could not hear Bi bidong's charming smile and prepared to beat him fiercely, but somehow, this hand was out of control. When they went to the wrong place, Tang Muchen swallowed his saliva secretly, his eyes were hot, and his big hands ran around, causing a magnificent color on the girl's pretty face.

So it's always hot in the morning. I'm not deceived.

……

“……”

Quiet, still quiet. In today's Wuhun hall, all the noise disappeared, just like a cold hell. Tang Muchen frowned slightly, but he didn't say much. Holding his lovely girlfriend, it seems that the whole space can only hear the crisp sound of high-heeled shoes trampling and their breathing.

"What the hell happened?"

"Yesterday, qiandaoliu had planned to entangle with us until he left in a hurry. I probably knew that things were not simple. Those who did their best for the Wulin hall would not let us occupy power... Unless something terrible happened."

"Even he can't stop it."

It was a little more than the East eye color. Suddenly, he carefully guessed the motivation of thousands of streams. Suddenly, he had a flash of wisdom: "it can't be my cheap master who died... It's very possible."

"... under my guess, Chihiro disease is really likely to have died."

Tang Muchen rubbed each other's head and analyzed it together: "but I feel that the time is a little wrong. How can I suddenly die suddenly?"

"Unless..."

They spoke in unison, with a strong exploration meaning in their eyes: "someone advanced this time..."

"So, who is it?"

Tang Muchen was suddenly surprised and hurriedly asked, "sister Dong'Er, do you have a senior sister..."

"Well, you mean, my elder martial sister was dissatisfied with her husband and killed him...?"

"How is this possible... They are happy with each other, even though the love between teachers and disciples is not allowed in the world."

"Hey, our sister and brother are all right in love?"

"We're not related siblings?"

"If you are related, you won't like me."

"How can you, a young man who has just turned 18, have so many psychological thoughts? You just use all kinds of means to force me to have feelings for you."

Bi bidong patted the other party's ass discontentedly and frowned: "however, it seems that it is also possible. Before that guy attacked me, I obviously felt some strangeness and estrangement between the two people... It seems that there was a quarrel, but later I was almost fooled by the other party. I haven't seen my senior sister since then."

"Anyway, elder martial sister is very kind to me. Whether she did it or not, let's go and visit quickly."

"Well, listen to you."

Tang Muchen felt the anxiety of the other party, and his heart had a little more understanding. He took the initiative to grasp the other party's small hand to comfort them. They held hands with each other, and their hearts were very close. They looked at each other and smiled. In addition to being anxious, there was a little more satisfaction and sweetness in bidong's heart.

……

The atmosphere of emptiness infected everyone present. In the hall belonging to the Pope's bedroom, there was no anger at all. The people around were also atmospheric and did not dare to breathe for fear of angering the peerless Douro who had stood at the peak for decades.

Qiandaoliu's simple and simple robe is very messy, and his gray hair has not been sorted out. He can even see the mud and blood on his body. It is obvious that he arrived here without even wiping time after the battle last night. However, he heard the bad news. He has maintained this posture all night.

Looking at his dead son, he felt sad from his heart. Now he finally knows what kind of experience it is for white haired people to send black haired people.

“……”

There was a sudden noise outside the door, which startled the surprise and fear of the people inside. Our big sacrificial sons of grass mud horses died. We were very scared. You were making a noise outside. Don't you think you died fast enough?

However, they just thought about it, because the people who came were Tang Muchen and others.

Tang Muchen saw the handsome man who died quietly with his eyes open on the collapse. He smiled a little more. Hey, Qianxun disease, Qianxun disease, I didn't expect that the first time we met was when you died. It's really sad!

It is reasonable to say whether I want to call you father-in-law, but forget it. After all, you are a big beast.

But I will take good care of your coveted Pope, bibidong, or your daughter, qianrenxue, the little Lord of the wusoul hall.

If you have a chance, it's not impossible to burn some paper money for you in the future.

In addition to Tang Muchen's gloating here, bibidong hated more and couldn't believe the woman lying quietly on the ground. The girls were emotional, even bibidong was no exception. Seeing that the elder martial sister he admired fell on the ground with a pale face and had been dead for a long time, all kinds of emotions surged in his heart, There were some water stains in the eyes. The eyes were wet, and the tears swirled in the eyes.

Tang Muchen naturally hugged the other party and let the other party gently sob in his arms. The skirt on his chest was soon wet, which made Tang Muchen sigh that women are really made of water, and then he gently surrounded the other party and patted his back.

“……”

I don't know how long it took before the standing thousand streams came back to their senses. Their sculptural body moved a little, and then their eyes were gray, as if they were tens of years old. They used to be an old man with white hair and young face. They could make aunt fall in love when they went out for a walk. Now they have become a bad old man, Go out for a walk. Maybe only the dog will bite his ass and bark to put the bone down.

Glancing around without sorrow or joy, his voice was calm: "bury the Pope."

"In addition, there must be no Pope in the Wuhun hall all day. The next Pope will be the disciple of the contemporary Pope, bibidong."

"I will hold a coronation ceremony for you in three days."