"Ha Qiu." "Peach blossom immortal Zun looked up at the clear sky," is not to say one or two days can arrive? "

The four of them were rowing hard. When they heard the sound, they looked back and said, "my Lord, we are going against the wind. We are rowing slowly. We can not reach the shore until tomorrow morning at the earliest."

"Hurry up, it's a terrible condition. I don't even have a canopy. Fortunately, it didn't rain. Otherwise, even a shelter would be... "

"No, shut up." Mo Lian stares at him, crow mouth Xi Xi say what come.

"But it's boring." He sighed and fell on the bow.

Looking at the man and snake sitting at the edge of his eyes, he squinted and said, "Zuo Lan Shan, why don't we play horse hanging, how about?"

"Oh, yes, I remember that you, a stinky snake who has been pressed in the abyss for so many years, should not be able to play."

Zuolan mountain is a touch of explosion, "who said I would not come? Play as you play, and you're afraid. "

Mo Lian took a look at Chen without a word. The goods are quite leisurely!

Chen squeezed his eyes at him.

As soon as Mo Lian looked at the expression of the goods, she knew that the goods were trying to trap people again.

He invited zuolan mountain so warmly that it would not be his ink lotus

Asked old Zhou for company, four people sat down, from the inner world to find a pair of horse crane, began to play.

"Wait a minute!" He waved his hand at zuolan mountain and winked at the ink lotus sitting on his hands.

"Lanshan, you have been in the abyss for so many years. Do you have any entertainment activities?"

"No, just sleep."

"Well, you have a very poor life." As he spoke, he gave a wink to Mo Lian.

Mo Lian puffed the corners of her mouth, stroked her fingers on the card, broke down a piece of ten thousand characters, and played a card that she wanted.

"Wait and touch again!"

Old Zhou

He didn't see anything.

"Oh, I won." "Lan Shan, can you play? It doesn't matter. You say we'll teach you. "

Zuo Lanshan wants to face and suffer, "who says I can't play. Go on

Several of them came down, and all of them were shot by zuolun mountain.

Old Zhou

Mr. Mo and Mr. Wu must often work together to trap people. They have developed a tacit understanding of eye killing.

"Lanshan. How about we play the big one? If you win, we'll give you half of the inner world. "

"If we win, you'll give us ten drops of snake blood and a snake tooth, OK?"

Lao Zhou thought it was not so good! 80% of you are waiting for zuolan mountain to enter the pit here!

Mo Lian looked at Zuo Lan Shan without expression, "if you are afraid, you can say that, and we will not force you. After all, you talk and talk about it... "

"Who are you! Bet on it!! I'm afraid you won't do it! "

Many, many years later

Mo Baobao, dressed in a small robe with broken blue and white bottom and holding a bright dagger in his hand, has a spirited competition in the garden.

"Adoptive father! Is that right? "

"Yes, but it needs to be faster."

When Duanyue turns back, he sees Zuo Lanshan's constipation expression and covers his face after them.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Teeth, toothache!" Zuo Lanshan covered his face and looked at the dagger in his hand and left crying.

Broken month

What's wrong with this product? Every morning I pass the imperial garden, I have a toothache.

Can't toothache sleep more?

No one forced him to get up

Mo Baobao blinked his eyes and hopped to Duanyue. "Uncle renshe has been passing by these days, crying all the time. Why is the adoptive father?"

Broken month thought of the old for a long time, wrung eyebrow to come up with an answer, "maybe toothache caused constipation?"

Otherwise, why does he have that expression every day

Mo Baobao sighed, "turn back and stew some soup for him to drink."

He turned around, jumped up in the air, the dagger made an arc, and suddenly jumped into the broken moon's arms.

"Adoptive father, adoptive father, this dagger made by Dad. Use it well."

"That's good." Broken month hugs the child to smile slightly, "well, we go back, mother is calling us to go back to have breakfast."

"Mm-hmm, I remember to stew a red date pear soup for uncle snake."

He cried a little pathetic

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