Chapter 44 The first in the world to steal incense

"Because my birth, my existence, is a great shame for all righteous people..."

I have been thinking about the vicissitudes of life, thinking about the plainness and laughter when he said these words. I don't believe that his heart is as calm and unharmed as his appearance. Once, there were many roaring ripples in the bottom of my heart, and he was just a mortal like me.

Cangji, north bow vicissitudes.

There is only one thing that can be called a "big shame" by the whole Bai Dao. Twenty years ago, Beigong robbed Su Yunjin, the bride of the master of the world, in front of the heroes of the world. However, at such an emergency, Su Yunjin would rather die than surrender as everyone expected, but hurriedly threw himself into the arms of the Northern Bow Ling Sun. Such a scandal has always been regarded as a great shame.

Therefore, the combination of the two has never been less than assassination, blood, and sword. And even after so many years of this incident, Bai Dao people still have not forgotten such a shame. Therefore, even if Beigong Lingri and Su Yunjin disappeared in the four cities of the universe, even if the two most commented names in the former martial arts have already disappeared, there will still be people who will not let go of their children.

Shame, this thing can be continued.

Because for some people, there is some blood that should not flow.

Cangji, north bow vicissitudes. The son of Beigong Lingri, the son of Su Yunjin.

When all this came so suddenly, it turned out that the least surprising thing was me. I don't know if this should be called the extreme reaction.

However, I still don't understand. Since Su Yunjin volunteered to follow Beigong to travel to the sun, why did he choose to leave after giving birth to a child for him? Why did he have such a heavy magic?

I still leaned against **, waiting for the moonlight of Xi Leng.

I specially borrowed a few little guys from Cangji to move my bed.

Peony Wanfang's fragrant sandalwood carved water paint leaned against the moonlight. I buried my head quietly on it. The hard wooden board always makes people feel panicked.

Reaching out the visible range, the moon is cold, hitting the fine fingertips.

casually stretched out his hand and touched his round earlobe. The soft feeling was like touching another lovesickness. My father once said that my earlobe is the most like my mother. That's a very early memory. I can't remember it clearly. Did this man who always has a strong and gloomy smell really said such a thing?

However, over the years of a person, I have developed such a bad habit of touching my ears so unconsciously. It seems that every time such a mechanical action can make me feel something.

I think of the white earlobe that can be clearly seen between the temples, which is getting thicker and thicker.

His earlobe, like me and his mother, is amazingly similar. Perhaps this is the reason why I think he is so special, just like when I see Yin Cui, such earlobes make me unable to kiss hard. It's also like my reason to help Yin Cui. In fact, I'm not as great as she imagined. I'm just to help the special earlobes that grow on her.

"Liu Tian, a person with a thick earlobe represents that he will have happiness." Once, this person called my mother always said such words. Blessing and happiness, from the moment she was robbed, from the moment her father's alcoholism finally disappeared, has long been doomed to reach out.

I had a few sneer and was helpless. The sad feeling, I don't know if it's because even Piaobi is not by my side at this moment, so it seems empty, let alone why.

My neck was slightly sore. In the past, if I had been blue, I would have put a big soft pillow behind me. It felt like a little blue face. However, this girl will still be stubbornly biting her master. Obviously, she cares about her master very much.

I have always felt that it was an accident to save Piaobi that year, and it was also an impulsive decision to take her around. Because I have always been used to wandering alone. However, it was not until this moment that I found that I was still not used to the days when Piaobi was not there.

It seems that I'm really used to the days when someone serves me.

The people who set up yesterday didn't come, but waited for the people who shouldn't wait. There is still no clue about the matter of Piaobi. It is impossible for me to really meet again on September 10 next year as mentioned on the flowering.

I have also observed in Qing Muhong that there is nothing that can make such a crisp sound of bells. Therefore, the person who kidnapped Piao Bi will definitely be him. What's more, Piaobi has no use value for him at all. If you want to tie up, tie the girl away, and maybe you can force vicissitudes to comply obediently.

Unconsciously, I took my mind around the girl.

This is a very bad sign.

I swept the moonlight out of the window. Does it also have its color? It's just that ordinary people can't see it. Ye Er had just been sent away by me. When she sent her out of the back door of the Jingxianju, tears gushed from the corners of her eyes. If you don't see it, this should be the best way, because I don't have time to take care of other superfluous things now. If there is no more news about the mysterious man, I think I have to meet some people.

Has yesterday's recruitment meeting been recognized by the other party?

I stared at the huge eyes and looked at the light in the night. Even if there was a slight sound between the branches outside the window, I could clearly distinguish it. Maybe this is a habit I have developed since childhood.

One foot was up on the other foot, and I put my hand behind my head and half squinted.

I want to blur the world, not too clear.

Tonight, maybe it's the last night of Jingxianju.

"ling...ling...ling"

The ears are extremely** wriggling, like enlarged pupils, large and small.

is the sound, the sound heard at the top of the mountain, and the sound also heard in the Feixian Building. A burst of joy surged wildly in my chest.

This person really can't stand it. Or, what does he want to find in me?

I quickly pulled the messy bedding and hid it over my head, so that this person would think that I seemed to be asleep.

The sound is getting closer, and I can almost count my heartbeat in the dark.

It seems that this person's martial arts skills are really not weak, his feet are light, and there is no turbidity between inhaling and exhaling. Only people with superior internal strength can reach such a level.

I listened quietly, and then listened to those deliberately lowered footsteps slowly approaching me.

Under the moonlight, he couldn't see my face clearly, and I just narrowed my eyes and was not in a hurry to see him.

I turned around slightly and shouted, "Sht up! I saw you!" Then there was another faint breathing sound.

The man was shocked first, and then stunned in place for a long time. After I had never made a sound, he dared to resume his moving posture and gradually approached me. But this time, his movements gradually amplified, and he probably felt that I was sleeping too soundly.

There has always been no good result if you underestimate the enemy.

What's more, this mysterious man also captured my beloved girl.

This time, I have to settle with him with all the old accounts. I suddenly remembered that at that time, if this person hadn't been secretly obstructing, I wouldn't have been caught by Shui Jiaojiao, and then easily grabbed a kiss from my grandfather. That night was my biggest nightmare, the nightmare of being forced to marry by Shui Jiaojiao. I trembled when I thought of Shui Jiaojiao's big cake face, which was still drooling.

A stronger desire for revenge is sprouting in my heart.

This time, he is dead.

The sound is getting closer again.

Actually, I really feel that the sound of this thing is so loud, why does this person still have to put it on himself, or is it because I grew up in a quiet and dark environment, and I am special to this kind of sound**? And no matter which one, this person is about to be caught by the master.

five...four...three...two

yi......

It turns out that it is so exciting to be trapped so many times to tease others once.

I jumped up and lifted the quilt. Before the other party fully reacted, I had gently wrapped my finger behind him.

Three inches below the five acupuncture points, one inch of Yongsi acupuncture points, and two inches to the left of the acupuncture point.

The force at the fingertips is not light or heavy, and it can just last for three hours.

I clapped my hands as if nothing had happened and was very satisfied with my masterpiece.

A piece of flower pen flew out of my cuffs, and a cool breeze hit me, bringing up the candles in the corners around the house. Suddenly, it was warm and bright.

I listened to the silver bell-like sound gradually emanated around his waist.

is very crisp and pleasant. However, I was too allergic to this voice, which reminded me of the fact that Piao Bi was tied up, and a burst of nameless anger burned from his heart.

I just saw this person's face.

However, it seems that Shaohua's halo can still be seen between the white and tender skin. A pair of phoenix eyes and thick black eyes are as beautiful as a woman. And the childish face is full of surprise, anger and disdain. It was only because I was spotted that I was allowed to stand here.

He maintained a posture in the dark, with one hand suspended in the air and the other hand in my direction. But he held a small bamboo tube and a cloud purple soft brush in his hand.

The first to steal incense in the world?

I already know from this exquisite bamboo tube that it contains the first stealing incense in the world. As the saying goes, it is colorless and tasteless. People who smell it are full of mind, and those who steal things are happy to steal incense, so it is called the first stealing incense in the world.

Do you want to fascinate me?

Looking at the superior brush, does this boy want to write another kidnapping letter on my face?

I looked carefully and suddenly found that I still couldn't kill this boy happily.

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