MTL - The Book of Troubled Times-Chapter 39 Yue Hongling in his heart

  Chapter 39 Yue Hongling in his heart

"I told you not to run around. If this is really a bandit den, how do you want to die? Fortunately, these pits are new, and the thorns haven't been planted yet, otherwise it would be ridiculous for Qianlong's second Yue Hongling to die here , I don’t know if Book of Chaos will shut down..."

  Zhao Changhe was still awake, and no one watched Yue Hongling come out of the pit. After driving everyone away, he managed to pull her up. It was a training session when he returned to the house.

"Other copycat bandit dens won't be so full of pits! What's more, isn't this a copycat bandit den? Tell me, what is Mrs. Yazhai?" Yue Hongling gritted her teeth, unable to care about the colic of the sword energy in her body. glare.

"Otherwise, what should I say? There was a thief in my house, and you guys took down this desperate woman?" Zhao Changhe said angrily: "My sister-in-law, you are hurt. If you have no resistance, a group of people take it down." If you can kill you by poking a spear in, if you don’t call it one of your own, what should you call it?”

  Yue Hongling got stuck there and didn't know how to refute it.

   There is really no way to refute it, I can only say that it is my own. And your own person, woman, in your room, do you want to say that this is an ordinary friend? Wouldn't it be a cover-up to hear it in other people's ears, wouldn't it only result in an ambiguous "Oh~", isn't that still Mrs. Yazhai...

   "I didn't expect just that sword qi to scramble, I didn't know it when I sneaked in... It wouldn't have been..." Yue Hongling looked a little silly.

   It's over, my review.

   You shouldn't have come to this **** place.

  Zhao Changhe squinted at her, and his inherent impression of this woman was turned upside down in almost a moment, but surprisingly, he didn't feel broken, and on the contrary felt a little cute.

"Okay, okay, don't have that broken expression." Zhao Changhe handed over a glass of water: "Anyway, no one knows that you are Yue Hongling now, so you just don't go to the so-called bonfire banquet. You usually hide in the house for a few days After leaving, who knows who you are, at most I thought I brought a woman back from the earthen kiln in the city to play for a few days."

  Yue Hongling remained expressionless: "If you don't say the last sentence, it's still a comfort."

   I was imagined as a woman in a kiln, and I was hidden in the house by you for a few days?

  Die you.

  Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "I can't hide it, so what are you going to do? My good sister?"

  There are two consecutive "sisters", the meaning of teasing is beyond words, it is simply ridicule, as if you are just like you, why did I blindly call you my sister?

Yue Hongling was so angry that she gritted her silver teeth: "Find me a set of clothes from your village, I'll put on makeup, and go out to eat and drink with them openly, what's the matter? There are so many people who look similar in the world, why do I have to be Yue Hongling?" Already? My name is Lin Hongyue, okay?"

  What Luo Qi...

"It's okay to change clothes and put on makeup, but it's not for going out to drink, you're hurt, don't be brave." Zhao Changhe stood up and patted her on the shoulder: "Makeup is for you to behave normally, go out when you should go out, and beat someone up Just beat people, don't need to hide and hide, that's not the Yue Hongling in my heart. Let's just do it, I'll find you a suit, someone's once thin and soft didn't pack it away, she's about the same size as you."

  Seeing Zhao Changhe rummaging through the closet at the end of the bed, Yue Hongling's expression became a little weird again.

  Yue Hongling in his heart...

what is that?

Soon a set of clothes was thrown over, and it still carried a little fragrance: "You rest, I will go out to drink with them. Anyway, during the Chinese New Year, the village owner is considered not to have fun with the crowd, and just hides in the house to play with women, isn't it? Great."

   You played a fart woman!

   Really vulgar.

   Obviously there is nothing, but these **** say that everything is done.

  Wait, who owns this dress? Why does it smell like a woman?

   Sure enough, he is the king of rough mountain, he really played with women here!

  Yue Hongling pinched her head with a headache, but looked at Zhao Changhe's back striding away, but couldn't get angry.

  It's really interesting, he seems to hide an imagined Yue Hongling in his heart, and when the real Yue Hongling doesn't match it, he actually maintains his imagined image.

  Don’t care about so much, let’s urinate first, I’m suffocated. Yue Hongling glanced around the room, then rushed to the toilet as if seeing a relative.

  ...

  The night was getting darker, and there were bonfires everywhere in the cottage, and the noise was loud.

  There are not many miscellaneous fish in the cottage, there are only three or four hundred people in total, but the scene of three or four hundred people gathering to drink is still very spectacular, noisy and noisy.

  The village owner's house was much higher than the square, Yue Hongling put on his clothes and went out, looking down at the hustle and bustle below.

  There was a large flag on the sidelines, waving in the wind in the night, and a few large characters on the flag could be vaguely distinguished: "Walk for the sky".

  Yue Hongling looked at the flag with great interest, thinking to himself that these four words are often an excuse for many bandits, but he doesn't seem to intend to do justice for the sky, he does his own way.

  Her eyes wandered around the field, and soon found Zhao Changhe, he was too eye-catching.

  Zhao Changhe carried a big flagon and drank with people everywhere. He never refused to come, and his voice was so loud that he could accurately distinguish his voice in the noise.

   "It's only a few cups, isn't it a man! Drink it quickly, save the garlic!"

   "Martial arts and wine competition? Good, good! This idea is fine, you can divide into groups, and I will offer rewards. Those who win will get money, and those who lose will drink!"

   "Boss doesn't sound good? Then what do you think it should be called? Great King? Don't be funny, okay? Uh... Big Master? You are not as good as Supreme Treasure."

   "When will the entrance be doubled? I don't know, **** the fuck."

  Yue Hongling also heard words related to himself, as if someone asked: "Boss, Yue Hongling passed by before, is he still nearby? What do you think this kind of strongman will do to suppress us?"

  Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I will make a move!"

  Yue Hongling: "..."

   "Hey, Boss, where is the sister-in-law hiding in your house? The more I think about it, the more I think she looks like Yue Hongling."

   "How many dishes do you drink like this? It's true that Yue Hongling is in my room. I'm still talking nonsense to you, so I went in to play."

  Yue Hongling: "..."

   "Hey, of course the young one doesn't mean that it's Yue Hongling, but it's a bit like it. Boss, you didn't pick your sister-in-law just like Yue Hongling, did you?"

   "What's the matter? Just pick according to Yue Hongling's appearance?"

   "So the boss likes this kind of..."

  There was another person beside him jokingly: "Nonsense, Yue Hongling is so beautiful, who wouldn't want to be pressed on the bed after asking all over the world!"

  Yue Hongling: "..."

   "Hahaha, you're right!" A group of people began to flatter: "I think the boss is also worthy of Yue Hongling, sooner or later it will be real!"

   Zhao Changhe, who has always been able to do things with ease, is a little bit overwhelmed at this time: "Drink and drink, and don't have Nima's Qingqiu dream! If you can't drink, go to the dog's table!"

  Of course I can't stand it, God knows if these words will be heard by Yue Hongling, the five senses at the eighth level of the entrance are no joke!

  In the end, someone came up with a more uninteresting one: "If the boss finds Yue Hongling, then what about Saintess Xia...uh..."

   "Fuck..." Zhao Changhe blushed, and he didn't know how much he was drunk or anxious.

   Then You Ling woke up and hurriedly said: "Boss, drink less, my sister-in-law is still guarding her empty boudoir...What about Yue Hongling and a saint, everyone is just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

  Amidst the roar of laughter, Zhao Changhe retreated in embarrassment: "Come on, I'll go back and have a look, I don't bother to talk to you, just have fun."

  As soon as he came back to the house, he saw Yue Hongling standing outside, his beautiful eyes glanced over, and he didn't know how much embarrassment it contained.

  Zhao Changhe almost wanted to run away, it seems that she heard it all... the sword energy in her body is not always effective, she is really angry and slashed with a sword, she is not her all-in-one enemy...

Fortunately, Yue Hongling didn't say coldly, "Yue Hongling is really in your house, what are you going to do?" Instead, he suddenly smiled: "This pool is too shallow, and you are the only one who has seen the entire village." The first level of the profound entrance. I really don’t understand, you clearly have hills and valleys in your chest, and your ambition is not small, why are you content to hang out here. Besides, your way and the devil’s religion are also completely different, how can you stay?”

  Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief, Yue Hongling in this state was actually Yue Hongling in his heart. He cheered up, and answered seriously: "In the short term, it's still suitable for me... Well, it's a safe place for the initial stage? People around the first and second levels of practice are very suitable... At this level, if you rush out of the rivers and lakes, you don't know how to bump into it." Whoever dies will die. For the Demon Cult..."

He paused for a moment, then smiled suddenly: "All the time, there were only some stinky fish and rotten shrimps looking for trouble, but no real magicians came to provoke me, and no bounty hunters came to me. That's because I am a member of the Blood God Cult. ...Not everyone dares to provoke the Blood God Sect."

"That's right..." Yue Hongling nodded: "After all, you have only practiced martial arts for less than two months, and it is very rare to achieve what you are today... Maybe you are too imposing, it always makes people think that you are like a master who has been famous for a long time. "

   Speaking of this, she also frowned slightly: "Your fate is also strange... Now that the government is looking for you, it can be said that you will not be accepted by the righteous way; if you leave the Devil's Sect rashly, the Devil's Sect will not be tolerated by then, and there will be no place for you."

  Zhao Changhe smiled, his road was really troublesome. He is suspected of being a prince, even if Tang Shouzuo knew about it, he would not dare to withdraw the arrest warrant, otherwise he would be even more dangerous in the eyes of someone with a heart. That is to say, before he formally recognizes the wild father, the arrest warrant is likely to exist all the time.

  If you don’t want to go that way, like now, once you apostate and get out of the rivers and lakes, you will really not tolerate good and evil, and you will have thorns at every step. This was also one of the reasons why he hesitated to leave this small pool.

  Of course, if there is enough strength, that is not a problem.

   "So..." Zhao Changhe suddenly laughed: "Can I learn martial arts from my sister?"

  Yue Hongling's eyes flickered.

  The two looked at each other with complicated expressions. Under the moonlight, amidst the hustle and bustle, it seemed like a still picture scroll.

   It turned out to be going around and going around, and it was still the same as when I first saw it.

   After a long time, Yue Hongling also smiled: "Okay."

   Thanks to Xunmengの苗喵, Axiang, Victor Corleone, Ingra Kuai, Wuye is the most fragrant for Shangmeng, sorry for not paying attention to the reward these two days, thank you for being late, I love you~

  (end of this chapter)