Nightfall

The second volume of the winter lake 248th chapter of the rain in the courtyard of the mén came out a wet nv Taoist

Four people and two boats, flooding on the lake, it is a beautiful thing to look at. ~~ Unfortunately, Tang Xiaotang and Sang Sang were sitting on a boat, and Chen Pipi could only get the same ticket as Ning Que.

When the boat was in the lotus field, Tang Xiaotang and Sang Sang were holding something small and talking happily. Chen Pipi looked at the front, thinking that he might rescue Xiao Tang from the elder sister's palm, but It is too regrettable to be close to her.

"What are they talking about?" Chen Pipi asked.

Ning Que said: "I made some gadgets for Sang Sang with willow sticks a few days ago. She hasn't done it for many years. She still likes it. At this time, when she saw her friends, of course she had to show it off to boast.

Chen Pipi stunned slightly, looked back at him next to the paddle, and said: "I really don't see it, you are a guy who will please nv children."

Ning Que sneered and said, "Do you think anyone is as good as you? It's been so many days to say, haven't you done that little girl yet?"

Chen Pipi lowered his head in shame, rubbing his hands nervously and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Ning Que shook his head helplessly and said: "Looking at your big fat face alone, you can't see how thin your skin is."

Chen Pipi retorted somewhat: "That's a little girl with a thin skin."

The boat drove back and forth into the depths of the lotus field. The traces left by the thunderstorm lightning iron pot a few days ago had long since disappeared. The green branches and round leaves covered the sky and were very quiet.

Sang Sang and Tang Xiaotang's boat didn't know where to row.

Ning Que put down the wooden paddle, walked into the tent, handed the jug of wine to Chen Pipi, and whispered, "Did you really think about it?"

Chen Pipi took the hip flask, pursed carefully, then frowned sharply, and said after a long silence: "How do you think about this kind of thing?"

"But you should know your identity."

Ning Que calmly said: "Although you always refuse to say clearly, I still don't know whether you are the son of the master or the son of the subject, but all in all, you are the pride and future of Hao Tiandao mén. For years, you will eventually go back. "

Chen Pipi looked at the hundred acres of lotus field outside the boat and said: "Probably so."

Ning Que said: "Tang Xiaotang is a demons."

Chen Pipi whispered: "So what do you do about this?"

"Do your own things and think for yourself."

Ning Que said: "I just remind you that if you are sure to return to Dao Mén, no matter whether it is the Xiling Temple or the Observatory, you will not be allowed to marry Tang Xiaotang as your wife."

Chen Pipi raised his head, looked at him and asked, "Why did you choose Sang Sang, not a bookworm?"

"This is two kinds of pain with the situation you are facing now."

Ning Que said unkindly: "No matter how I choose, at most it will be ridiculed and contemptuous, or it will hurt the girl's family, but if you make a wrong choice, or if you are not strong enough in your choice, you will face It is definitely more than that, and Tang Xiaotang will be even worse. "

Chen Pipi's eyebrows curled up again, his usual sullen round face, a rare expression of dignity, which finally turned into endless sorrow.

"It is going to rain."

He frowned and drank the spirits in the jug as if he were drinking poison. He said indistinctly, "I will take her back to the academy first."

Ning Que lacked the probe out of the boat tent, and saw that there was a clear blue sky above the lotus field, and there was no cloud for thousands of miles, where there was rain.

Chen Pipi caressed ōng's mouth and said quietly: "It's raining here ... It's all blaming you. It's hard to come and play, but I want to mention these things that make my heart moldy."

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There is no rain in the blue sky, but a cold rain fell on the heart of the fat young man Chen Pipi, who was always optimistic and destiny.

Ning Que was very sympathetic to his fellow brother. After sending him away from Tang Xiaotang, he sat by the window of the study, thinking of his description in the boat room, he couldn't help but feel sad.

At this moment, wind came from the south bank of Yanming Lake, blowing the lotus leaves in the lake, making it sound luàn, and then luàn the long willows on the lake bank, around the ancient trees, and poured into the study.

Sang Sang was sitting in a chair, holding a cup of herbal tea in his hand, and his eyes narrowed by the wind blowing from the window, said, "It looks like it is really going to rain."

The sound of the little shìnv landed, and the rain suddenly rose.

The pattered raindrops fell from the air, slowly and firmly refreshing the summer heat among the woods of the house, and it didn't take long for the courtyard to get wet.

"I didn't expect it to rain."

Ning Que took the remnant tea from her hand, drank it, and nourished her dry throat because she was worried about her friend.

Then he looked at the empty teacup and asked, "What did Tang Xiaotang say?"

Sang Sang held his thin double tuǐ, resting his chin on his lap, seriously recalling the previous conversation between the boats deep in the lotus field, saying: "Tang Tang said she was more mí."

Ning Que was stunned and asked, "That's it?"

Sang Sang said: "She said that she always asked her brother's opinion on this matter."

Ning Que thought of the Mozong strong man wearing a leather jacket and horrified like a rock. He suddenly felt that the lake breeze outside the window was a bit cold, and suddenly had more sympathy for Chen Pipi.

The rain in the courtyard is getting bigger and bigger, the summer heat is quickly washed away, and the rain on the ground lawn is accumulating more and more, and it merges into several small creeks and flows into Yanming Lake.

"Wanchuan enters the sea, the reason of nature."

Ning Que said with emotion.

Sang Sang raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what he was talking about.

"What I want to say is that there are some things that we can only passively worry about, but there is no way to manage them. We can only watch it silently and bless at most."

Ning Que looked at the shower outside the window and said, "It's like it's going to rain, and the little lady will marry someone."

Sang Sang thoughtfully hugged tuǐ tighter.

There was silence in the courtyard, there was no voice, only rain.

Just then, there was a very loud knocking mén at mén in front of the house.

"I asked you to say it rained, it said it rained, this is good, and it really rained."

"Did you not take the umbrella?"

"This is Haotian staying. You two will sleep here at night, but don't expect me to lend you an umbrella."

"Sang Sang and I have set the rules of death when we were young. People can borrow and life can borrow, but there are only two things that cannot be borrowed."

"Silver cannot be borrowed, umbrella cannot be borrowed!"

The knocking mén in the front yard became louder and more anxious. Obviously, the wickedness of the man was heavily rained, and he wanted to express his strong dissatisfaction by knocking mén.

Ning Que was too lazy to manage, still learning the appearance of his brother, slowly pacing towards that place, and kept talking about the other party's words.

"You have to say why you can't borrow an umbrella. Hey, this is a long story again. I don't know if you are interested in listening. If you just shouldn't go now ... oh my god, how are you!"

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Pushing the mén away, Ning Que ’s mouth stopped abruptly, looking out of mén, with her mouth open, and her hand holding the heavy courtyard mén, extremely stiff, looking like she was struck by thunder.

His feeling at this time really seemed to have been struck by thunder.

Outside the house mén is not Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang.

But a young nv priest wearing a green robe.

The young nv Taoist prince was soaked in the heavy rain, the broad blue robe, wet on his body, Ling luàn's wet sticky hair on his forehead, looked extremely embarrassed.

She had a whisk in her hand, and the dust tail was between her left arm bend, and she was dripping water.

No matter how you look at it, being drunk is a very embarrassing picture, so the young nv's eyes are no longer as cold and proud as they were, but with a bit of anger and shame.

But in fact, she didn't have any embarrassment, her eyebrows were still so beautiful, no matter how the rain rained on the pale cheeks, no matter how bad her eyes were, she was still so beautiful.

Because she is one of the three most beautiful nv recognized in the world.

Pushing the courtyard open, between the showers, I saw a wet, beautiful young nv, her cheeks were pale, her hair was slightly luàn, timid and pitiful, and Ning Que suddenly remembered many beautiful stories in Liao Zhai, then I think of a song that repeats you so beautifully.

Ning Que believes that the beautiful young nv Taoist outside mén is definitely more powerful than the fox jīng in liaozhai. He also believes that she is more beautiful than the fox jīng.

But he was not tempted.

Because he didn't want to die.

He didn't even want to see her at all.

Even if he has become a lot stronger now, he still doesn't want to see her.

So his first reaction was to close mén.

However, when he tried to hold Sang Sang's strength at an unprecedented speed and wanted to close the two heavy courtyards mén, he found that the courtyard mén had become countless times heavier than before.

Because the young nv Taoist in the rain stretched out a palm and rested in the mén slit.

Ning Que did not dare to think, if he bleeds her hands, he will shed much blood under her Daojian, but he still has not stopped the movement of closing mén.

Just when two heavy courtyards mén were about to pinch the palms of young nv priests.

There was a faint glow on the tiny palm with rain.

The wind suddenly rose at the courtyard mén, and the sudden shower from the air to the courtyard suddenly stagnate.

A light yet powerful breath, sprayed thinly from the palm, instantly evaporated the rain and a tiny green leaf on the palm, and shattered everything it touched.

There was a dull loud noise at the courtyard of the courtyard.

In the distance, the people in Chang'an Chengfang City who sheltered from the rain under the street curiously looked towards Yanming Lake where the sound started.

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No dead people.

Just ruined two fans ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ning Que looked at the big gap that appeared on the courtyard mén, crying without tears.

The wood chips that burst out of the courtyard mén were all over him, even if there were a lot of wood chips on his face, and they were not clean when the rain washes them down, but he seemed extremely pitiful.

Looking at the fresh smelling wood stubble gradually changing from white to gray in the rain, thinking about the money in huā when the two courtyards were built, the expression on his face became extremely painful.

He raised his head and looked at the wet young Maiden nv Taoist in the rain, trembling with heartache, shouting angrily: "Ye Hongyu, you pay me mén!"

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(The two-character chapter title in a row is over. Today, this chapter title made me breathe deeply and I feel so good. I will go with my parents to eat, drink and play today. This is the end of the chapter. I will write a little more. There will be an update tomorrow Saturday, because I took the leave the other day, I will make up for tomorrow, I wish you all a happy weekend.)

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