Chapter 614： Mei Nangong, Meng Qinshi

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Chapter 614 Mei Nangong, Meng Qinshi

Nanxun’s newly raised foot scorpion paused in the air, and then received it. The full, rounded thumb shrank and shook it on the blanket.

"I... I forgot it for a while." Nanxun quickly put the bootie back, and stood in the door of the Lidian.

"Little brother, have you been on the road for so long, do you want to bathe? There is a hot spring in Houshan, you can take a bath, but you have to be accompanied by me, or I let the red piano they carry the hot water in?"

Li Feng looks alienated: "Thank you, but you don't have to. I will move into the attic tomorrow."

Nanxun whispered and asked: "Would I go?"

Li Feng looked at her and didn't talk.

Nanxun turned back in three steps. "Little brother, I am outside. If you have something, please call me directly."

It is certain that Li Feng will not say a word more. Nanxun turned and left, and he did not forget to destroy the Anshen incense in the house.

There is a small couch in the outer hall to rest, but Nanzhao directly pushes the door away.

She looked up at the stars in the night sky, slammed into the roof of Feixia Palace, sat down on her ass, and then stepped on the bricks, so she sat on the roof and enjoyed the night scene.

It is probably because of the fact that just wearing this body, Nanxun is not at all sleepy.

The red clothes are not good for sleep. Three years ago, the red dress was still a 12-year-old girl, martial arts was born, but that night, she was almost assassinated.

On the surface, the magical teachings are happy, but the undercurrents are surging. Everyone wants to mention their position. The red dress was originally a little girl with a martial art. Usually, the wicked people are not less bully, and they want a little girl. Suddenly, the dog was squandered, and it was practiced to become a deep martial art under the chance of coincidence. It became a powerful role second only to the leader.

Such a red dress threatened the interests of some people, so some people told her that she had not yet grown up and wanted to end her.

That night, the red dress almost died.

After she subdued the assassin, she broke the assassin's hamstrings, beat a hundred whip, and then hanged it outside the gate of the magical teaching for a full month, and applied honey to her wounds, attracting many insects. Mosquito bites, and finally the person is tortured to death.

In the Devil's Strong, no one is going to save the assassin who is one of the seven guardians. The red dress replaced the position of a law-protection law and quickly became the head of the seven-guard law. The method was very powerful.

Since then, the name of the red dress has spread throughout the demon religion, everyone must be jealous, but no one knows that the red clothes have been insomnia since that night, and they have to go to sleep.

Nan sighed his head and sighed.

The fifteen-year-old kid, also a look of death and arrogance, huh.

Suddenly, Nanxun heard a string of piano sounds in the direction of Mei’s Palace, and he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

The sound of this piano is soothing and pleasant. Otherwise, playing the piano at this point is to disturb the people. The other people in the magic are guaranteed to come to the door.

Nanxun's toes pointed on the roof, and in the sound of the jingle, flew over to the attic of a certain male palace.

In the attic courtyard, a white man is sitting in the pavilion and strumming.

Nanxun flew down to the stone bench opposite him and saw a small pot of wine on the table.

"Haha, I know you have wine here." Nancy did not ask for his consent, and immediately mentioned the jug, and poured his mouth full of mouth.

The man licked the hand of the piano, his hands resting on the strings, frowning at her. "You are insomnia?"

The man is very beautiful, and he has a calm and graceful attitude. His words of concern have made Nan Yan’s eyes pass a little taunt.

Everyone knows that red is not interested in men for more than three months, but the Meng Gongzi in front of him is an exception.

The red dress has been reserved for him for a whole year.

Maybe even the red clothes don't know. She has already moved to the Meng Gongzi in her heart. She knows very well that she can't be a wife in her life. She finally got everything now. How could she be a man? Give up these?

Meng Gongzi is not a disciple of any martial art. He is an ordinary violinist.

However, these appearances are just like scamming red clothes. It’s really a shame that Nanxun’s black-hearted fox, who has read thousands of sails.

Who can compare her acting skills?

It is true that it is a fake, she can see it at a glance.

Nanxun took another sip of his face and smiled at him: "Since tomorrow, Meng Gongzi will be free."

Mengqin couldn’t help but sigh and calmly said: "I have thought of this day, and you are tired of me..."

Nancy looked at him slightly, and smiled and said: "Don't say this, it seems like I am a negative man."

Mengqin swayed the strings twice and said, "Are you not?"

Nanxun said: "Even if I am, can I have lost you?"

Meng Qin teacher said: "I heard that you have returned to a Qingyun school disciple today. You seem to have a soft spot for the Qingyun school disciple. Before, there was a disciple named Jiang Yan. I can see that he is interested in you. You shouldn't... It's your business."

Nanxun thought about who Jiang Yan was, hey, it was really unimpressed. She smirked and smirked. "Qingyun sent a lot of beautiful men, so I went to the Qingyun party. I have a hunch this time, he is The person I am looking for, he will be the only one in the future."

"I hope this time, you are serious." Meng Qin said a word, then bowed and continued to play the piano.

Soothing and low-pitched sounds seem to have a soothing power.

After sitting for a while, Nanxun took the pot of wine, got up and left, and walked while pouring.

Suddenly, she looked back at him, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly. The arc of the hook made Mengqin a little embarrassed.

The woman took a sip of her face and said: "I will be an enemy when I meet again next time. You have wasted a lot of time here, so what you find is what I sent you... Hey, youth compensation Let's go."

When Mengqin listened to this, his look changed.

Nancy has already turned around and has long sighed. "The place where the devil is taught is also boring. If it can be done in one place."

Mengqin’s piano sound was messed up, and with a bang, the strings broke.

For a moment, his eyes swept through a murderous murderousness, but he was quickly replaced by other emotions.

So, she has seen him long ago?

Is this the real red dress? In the past, those who did not do anything with him were not with him.

Nanxun drank a pot of wine and his face fluttered. She swayed and flew back to the roof of Feixia Palace. After a slow breath, she began to sing a song. "Flying, flying, making wow, making wow, making wow Wow, hair, wow, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair

Because of the internal strength, the lung capacity is good, Nanxun finally tried a high-pitched dolphins sound, "Uwuwuwu ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah"

As a result, the night of the magical teachings echoed the ghostly ghostly singing voice, it is said that many individuals were scared to sleep.

The leader of the Black World is soaking in the gentle township, and the ghost song that suddenly sounded makes him soft on the spot, his face is dark.

Later, the next person rushed to report, it is the red guardian mood, and sing on the roof.