Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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But things always exceeded everyone's expectations. In this round of enchantment, when the storm-like offensive began, one hand, a soft white hand stretched out from the grass!

Just like the hand of a cute little girl who catches a firefly, the forefinger and the thumb are gently combined, and the needle that Fan Fan shot is placed in the finger.

Then the figure flew up from the grass, and it seemed that there was a thorn that was fascinated by Fan Xian, but it was drifting backwards, but it was free to turn around, like a gust of wind, avoiding the tearing air from the sharpness of the black dagger.

Seven long handles, such as wind and snow, are everywhere. The figure flew up beautifully, dancing in a sleek, seven-handed knife like a snowflake. Finally, the toe stepped on the knife with the strongest momentum, and the figure suddenly fell back and stood quietly on the grass.

As loud as a sigh, the knife returned, and the other six Hu Wei stopped in front of Fan Xian and Shawn, for fear that the master would be violent.

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It was a woman, a woman with a flower cloth towel on her head, a basket in her elbow, and some fresh mushrooms in the basket.

To be precise, this is a village girl.

But everyone knows that he can break the needle of the leisure, avoid the thorn that he has gathered the whole body skill, and can still float under the siege of seven long swords... The village girl is so simple.

Fan Xianyuguang found the northern head of the sinister head, even if he faced the death, there was no blindness. After seeing the village girl, the eye stunned twice. Fan Xianxin was slightly shocked. Who is this female master lurking in the grass?

He walked forward. The seven Huweis let go of the position, up to the head down, hands clasping the long knife, and behind the back of Sean, at any time may be a thunder shock, Shawn's head will be down.

"Girl, are you?" Fan looked at the woman and asked softly and softly. The face glows like a spring breeze.

The woman looked up and her appearance was not so specific. It is not a beautiful person, but the pair of scorpions are extremely bright. It seems that the color of the blue sky in the early morning is reflected in the meadow that she sees in her eyes. It is clear and bright, and is very incomparable.

Fan Xianwei lost his fascination and bowed his hand: "I am an official of the Qingguo Supervisory Academy, and I am willing to take the prisoner to Qi State. I don't know why the girl is here, she was offended before, and she should not be angry."

This village girl. This unfathomable village girl is more powerful than Fan. Fan Xian is a man with a gentle appearance and a shameless heart, so he will smile and say something that he does not believe. He knows what the other party is doing, and the other party knows that he knows this fact, but he just wants to say the grandiose, innocent.

The village girl smiled a little, but this is not how the face of Yan Li is so vivid because of this smile. The flower cloth towel on the head that seems to be unbearable is beginning to reveal a kind feeling. She looked down at the fine needle between her fingers and said after a long while: "The first time I knew that Fan Gongzi’s weapon was actually a fine needle."

Since the other party has already called his own surname, and then he is unbearable, Fan Xian is unbearable. He has to smile with his nose and smile: "Is it well recognized? Or is my fame so big that even the North Kingdom knows?"

"A generation of poetry is naturally heard in the world... This poetry has suddenly become the adult of the Qing Dynasty Supervisory Academy. So ridiculous but shocking the world, no one will know."

The village girl raised the fine needle in her hand and looked at the sky. Her eyes narrowed and she became a crescent moon. Looking at this thin needle in the blue sky background, like a legend. The flying swords that the fairies are stepping on.

"Ah, it is actually a general sewing needle." Murakami seems to be very surprised by this discovery, there is actually a threaded eye hole behind the poison needle.

Fan casually smiled, thinking that this is what the sister prepared for herself, of course, sewing needle. Suddenly he asked: "Girl, do we still have to chat like this? Mr. Xiao has a lot of blood, I am afraid I don't really want to hear it."

Sean smiled slightly.

The village girl smiled and said: "Do you want to set up a bureau to kill him?"

Fan Xianwen and laughed: "Wrong, it is the Beiqi rebel intent to rob the prisoners and undermine the peace agreement between the two countries. During the campaign, Mr. Sean unfortunately died in the middle of the battle."

The village aunt smiled, pointing at the waist and pointing at Fan’s nose, like the peasant women in the field: “Fan Daren is not only good at poetry, but even lie, it’s not a change of color. It’s really a legendary day. Pulse."

"Don't dare, dare?" Fan leisurely did not change color, still looking at the face of Murakami gently, said softly: "Girl is the legendary person, I am just a very lucky lucky."

The village girl looked a little changed, watching Fan Xian more interested, and the field fell into silence.

Suddenly, an early bird flew to the nearby meadow, seemingly smelling some kind of danger and **** smell, and immediately flew. She smiled at herself and said to herself, "My name is blossoming."

"The sea otter blossoms."

"Exactly."

Haishu, the most outstanding figure in the younger generation of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the apprentice of a generation of masters, the most probable person in the legend. In the supervision of the hospital, Yan Ruohai once reminded Fan Fan, when Fan was full of expectations, the other party should not be a woman, did not expect the other party ... really, still, is still a woman.

Fan’s face is calm, and there seems to be no response. He still said gently: “Is the Haichang girl coming to pick up Mr. Xiao’s return to China?” She knew the identity of the other person, but he covered the shock of his heart very well and smiled back. Sean, who was still looking at the battlefield below the meadow, said softly: "I didn't expect to meet you so soon."

This woman named Haishu is obviously one of the top figures in the world, but she has turned herself into a village girl. She smiles and says, "I still want to blossom, listen to it more."

At this time, Sean suddenly snorted: "You are not a celestial person, just two little babies who like to bicker."

Fan Xian groaned, knowing that the old man has long since ceased to be brave, but it is not bad to see people. It is really a lot of things to behave with this "village".

At this time, Haitang shouted to Shaun, who was sitting on the meadow, and respectfully said: "The teacher of the family came to **** Xiao Daren back to Beijing."

Fan’s brow wrinkled, his hands naturally hang down to the side of his body, softly said: “I haven’t left the country yet, Haishu girl...the girl is too early.”

He shook his head and waved his hand. The six tigers behind him immediately changed into a formation, and they became a surprise attack. They used their own arrows and who they were. And the rear of the Gundam is already full of arms, ready to use a lightning-like knife to smash the dying Shawn's head.

There was a weird smile in the eyes of Haiyan, and the fingers were lightly loose. The poisonous needle fell silently into the grass. The corner of the cloth that was worn on the body shivered slightly in the morning breeze, whispered: "Don't Fan The son is ready to kill in front of me."

Fan Xiao smiled, not knowing how many thoughts he had turned, and then looked at each other's eyes, knowing that the other party was not coming to stop himself from killing... I was afraid to see him killing. I don't know what kind of secrets Shawn has in the end. I can let the hard-working country teacher change the principle of not going to the world for many years, and send this woman who obviously has the power of nine products to act as a killer.

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In this world, there are times when you need to make very difficult judgments in a short period of time. Fan spent a lot of effort to get Shaun into the dead, creating a good opportunity for this killing - but in this moment, he not only has to give up the original planning, but also to do the opposite. It!

Undoubtedly, this is a very ridiculous and nonsense choice, so the average person, I am afraid that it is difficult to pass the heart barrier.

However, Fan Xian is a person who is very brave to give up. Since the plan failed to successfully bring Yan Xiaoyi into the net, killing Shaun would not be a very important thing, let alone his Shaun. The secret in my heart is also very interesting. So he smiled strangely, and he had already smacked the head of the sea otter with a flower headband on his head and a basket of elbows. At the same time, he gave orders to let the seven tiger guards cover Shawn’s direction to the black horse.

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嗤,嗤,嗤,嗤...A total of seven broken winds, the orderly sound of the order, just above the meadow, even the breeze in the morning, but seems to be quenched by the slender black The poisonous scorpion was cut into countless pieces, and the fragments of the infuriating air were like the numerous broken knives, flying around the headscarf of the jellyfish.

Fan Xian is very satisfied with his seven combos, although his pursuit of the night, his body has been tired. But when faced with the most outstanding characters in the younger generation of the world, especially the **** characters who have the most natural resentment when they read novels in the past, Fan Leisure finally inspired all the potentials in the body and found out extremely A dazzling number of knives.

Just like the seven black lotuses, the woman named Haishu is on the sidelines... blossoming, and then she is indifferent to annihilation.

The sea otter smiled and held a simple dagger in his hand. There were grass clippings next to the sword. The grass clippings of the green and broken juice made a few small points on the sword surface.

At the previous moment, Fan Xi’s every sinister sinister, fast and extremely straight, was softly swayed by the short sword of the woman’s hand. The tip of the sword trembled, and it was particularly weak and weak in the wind, but it was like countless ways. The breeze, with the slender dagger of Fan Xian, finally let Fan Xian's overbearing instinct attached to the dagger, turned into a cloud.

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