Wood blue haze, wood blue haze, where are you holy? Is it true that Ben Wang is wrong?

Are you too good at camouflage or are you a useless straw bag?

If so, who is the owner behind the peerless pavilion? Is he the same person who has been plotting against him? Nine? Or other brothers?

Ningyuan joined hands with Laojiu?

Li Shen frowns and ponders for a moment. He still can't understand it. He feels as if he has fallen into a dead end. If there is someone behind the peerless Pavilion, then the way to deal with the trace is too clever. He can't even catch a trace.

Ning family has been loyal officials for generations. Li Shen still boasts that he knows a lot about Ning family. If Ningyuan and Laojiu were to unite and take part in the battle of seizing the clique, he would not believe it.

So, the result is -

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Su Kui sleeps until noon, feeling refreshed. He got up and took a shower. Then he stepped on his shoes and went out of the door.

The sky is just right. Ningyuan is dressed in a coarse cloth and short combat, holding a sword in one hand. The body shape shuttles through the clusters of magnolia trees, just like a dragon. When the speed is fast, you can only see the shadow of Taoism passing by, and the sound of breaking the sky with the clang of swords and swords in your ears.

Lengbuding has a white magnolia coming to his face. She would rather close her hand and hold a sword to hold a flower before it can land. She picks up the Magnolia and points the tip of the sword to someone.

Su Kui was pointed by the sword. He reached out and took off the Magnolia with a smile. He laid it on the palm of his hand and ravaged it. Within a moment, he dyed the flower juice.

Ningyuan see helpless, from the hands of the next man took a sweat towel wiped the forehead sweat beads, squint at her, "you waste my flowers."

"When a flower opens, it must be folded. Don't wait for a flower to break its branches. Brother Ning, that's what we all say about poetry. So, I'm not wasting it. I'm only pitying flowers and cherishing jade!"

"Just go, if you come a few more times, I'm afraid my yard is full of Magnolia, only the branches are left!" Ningyuan squints at her flower juice and obviously doesn't believe her strong words.

"How many flowers should I have? Brother Ning is better off looking at me than flowers. Look! " She held her face in both hands, standing in the sun smiling face bright as the spring wind, behind the thousands of trees lined with pure white magnolia, seriously, people are more delicate than flowers.

People are more delicate than flowers -

Ningyuan is scared. He hurriedly drives out the words that suddenly appear in his mind. He feels that he is seriously ill, and even feels that the devil of the world is more delicate than flowers!

When we first met, Ningyuan thought that the youth was a stable and resourceful one, though a little naughty. Otherwise, how to support a dozens of people, fish and Dragons mixed with the unique pavilion?

But he was wrong, and it was a big mistake!

Looking at the Magnolia in the yard, he carefully watered it and cut the branches and cultivated it by himself. When he was young, the magnolia flowers in the yard were almost not clean.

He didn't give the young man a cup of herbal tea, and he had lost his temper because of his joking and funny appearance. "You're the most talkative, drink it, and come here again today. Besides harming my flowers, are there any other things?"

The tea drinker's hand paused, rather distant squint, "someone make trouble?"

It's true that he was deeply impressed by the miserable appearance of the young man last time. The whole arm was covered with blood, and he liked to wear soft cotton clothes. At that time, he was sitting in a mess, holding his arm in his arms, which scared him almost to fly.