"Of course not," Hui Hong said in a low voice. "King Saboda cut the meat and fed the eagle, but he made the eagle and pigeon safe, so everyone was happy and celebrated, and he finally became a Buddha. Zu Huihong naturally couldn’t compare the Buddha’s great compassion and great wishes, but now I am kneeling here to scrub for the benefactor. Maybe someone will say that I am a monk but I am shameless, and maybe someone will feel wronged for me, but I can do my part for the benefactor, but I also like it in my heart. However, the benefactor has fallen into the street and been beaten and bullied by an official, and would
The wind soul suddenly a shock in my heart.
"You can’t make yourself happy or others happy and bitter, but you just have to suffer from it." Hui Hong put out her silk cloth and knelt on the ground and hugged the wind soul like that. "But there are always people in the world who have to make others sad because of their own suffering … how can such people not worry?"
"Little red …"
"Fei Qiongxian said that she was going to beat you when she brought him back." Hui Hong shed tears. "In fact, I really want to beat you up!"
The wind soul sighed and knelt down to look at Hui blush. "You fight."
Hui Hong saw that he was seriously tilting his face to make her laugh again.
Her pear-blossom dew-like smile made the wind soul move.
There is nothing wrong with this kind of heart and love desire
If anyone sees his heart and smiles on his face, but he still doesn’t care … then who is qualified to win the hearts of others?
The wind soul wears Hui Hong and prepares a set of clean clothes to come to the mountainside.
Sunset clouds cover the sky, and some maple leaves fall along the stream and slowly flow to the mountains.
A girl in a dress is swinging by the stream, and her left sleeve hangs down there. Occasionally, a breeze blows through the rolled skirt sleeve and dances lightly.
The wind soul wanted to speak behind her for a while but didn’t know what to say.
In 300 years, it is long enough to change a person’s mood and short enough to be just a dream.
The wind soul low call way "fly Joan …"
Xu Feiqiong suddenly turned around and stared at him. "What?"
The wind soul choked and thought, how can I know what I want if you ask me what I want? Besides, I’m just greeting you. Why are you so rude?
So he stared back.
"How dare you stare at me?" Xu Feiqiong stretched out his foot to kick him.
"Hey, you stared at me first." Feng Soul quickly avoided. "At least it’s been more than 300 years. Why hasn’t your temper changed at all?"
"Have I not changed?" Xu Feiqiong great anger "is you haven’t changed? Look at you. You just reacted to a nun in that cave. Are you a man? "
"Just because I’m a man, I have that kind of reaction." That’s the normal physiological reaction of men. "
"She’s a nun."
"A nun is a woman, too," said Feng Soul. "You are still a fairy. Didn’t you break in and peek at me?"
"Who broke in and peeked?" Xu Feiqiong stamped his foot with anger.
"Then why did you break in?"
"I, I am …" Xu Feiqiong didn’t know what to explain and flew away with anger.
The wind soul hurriedly took her to accompany a few words of sin, which made her slow lead.
The golden glow spilled over the mountains and maple leaves reflected each other.
As soon as the wind coughed, she walked beside her and looked at the slowly flowing stream together.
The wind soul asked, "Do you know where the red line and Ling Ning are now?"
Xu Feiqiong shook his head. "I found that you and the red line had disappeared when Yayin was frozen and laked. I found your red line, but I never saw Ling Ning’s father upgraded to the Northern Xuantian Zhenwu Emperor Liuyuyi. She herself was also conferred the title of princess by heaven. She has never been to Yaochi for more than three hundred years, and I rarely see her."