Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Xi Wenqian was defeated, Chu Fan laughed.m.

Although Xi Wenqian's three women came from the top ten sects, they were apart from being noble and arrogant, and spoiled, but they didn't have much trouble with being a human being. If they really wanted to be picky, they would be too "golden and jade" and they would have to be shameless.

In fact, Chu Fan also understands these. Just imagine, he was born in a noble family and has a great qualification. He was the most talented core disciple of the ten sects. He was one of the top three in the fairy towers. He was casually pulled out one. He was scared to the common people in the city to pee their pants? It is extremely difficult to build such a proud and arrogant temperament.

After some bragging, Chu Fan even saw that the legendary chewing lotus was even more chewy, and was strong on the outside but fucked. He said harsh words and always slapped himself in the face. Hey, it was such a strange flower.

The two women following Xi Wenqian, although the round-faced woman named Zhang Rong, had a sharp tongue, was well educated. She probably was forced to make those ruthless words like she was forced to jump over the wall. As for the melon-shaped face of Zhao Qingqing, the jasy beauty in the family, and the three yellow-flowered daughters, Chu Fan was happy to enjoy it even if he knew that they had any intentions or premeditations.

There were three beauties around him. Chu Fan was shameless and bragging and fucking with three rough men. He talked in a row. But after a while, these three women seemed to have heard a lot of moral articles and had eaten enough delicacies. He suddenly met the bran rice of Xialibaren. He became addicted to listening to it and heard a completely different charm.

Originally, he wanted to choke these three women away with a rough and rude sentence, but in the end, Chu Fan felt like he was so angry that he had enough strength and punched his fist on the cotton.

Especially the round-faced lady who had choked me before, hey, you mom, after a sharp speech, he not only heard the charm, but also said: "Miss I found that you are much better than the bastards in the sect who only please us, so I will also say anything interesting together."

The melon-shaped face, which was already a bit guilty towards Chu Fan, was even more courageous. After the pretty face turned red, it began to have a warm relationship with Chu Fan, and even deliberately or unintentionally praised the young master. Although it was rough and its words were rough, it had extraordinary temperament and reasonable words. Hey, is it a praising or a scolding?

There was too much darkness accumulated in the previous life, which led to the enlightenment of this life. The original Taoist rhyme that led to the endless darkness was all in the endless darkness. After coming out of Yaowang Village, it was probably because there were too many depressed things accumulated in my heart. Chu Fan didn't like to drink to relieve his sorrows, so he took advantage of this time to tell meow face some old things in the past and the past of the village.

Xi Wenqian also gradually calmed down and listened, but for some reason she was not upset at all.

Although it is not a beautiful woman, it is always a great blessing to find someone to express their inner depression. At least a man like Chu Fan, who is only about twenty years old, is still tight-minded but no less than an old man. He can't say it easily. Talking to people close to people inevitably makes people worry about depression. Where does it come from when talking to people who are distant? Now, he has unknowingly opened up the conversation.

There was a continent called Dixing, and there was a city called Tiansheng City. There was a street called Qingdao Street in the city. Every morning, before dawn, around 5 o'clock, the wealthy families in the city would have servants and servants coming to dump the dirt and garbage the day before. It was probably before the sky was dawn, and within an hour, a few skinny but grinning wild dogs would come from somewhere in the streets and alleys, and a child with a thin and thin clothes that was not covered. The child was about seven or eight years old, with a stubborn and fierce look. He plunged into the garbage dump with the wild dogs and searched for the remaining soup needed for the day. He was lucky.

If you say something, you will have a bone slag that can fill your stomach. You may have only a few pieces of steamed buns. The cold winter is blowing, making your thin body turn blue. The child fainted many times and wandered around the gate of hell for several times. But God seemed to have not seen enough of the suffering that the child endured, making him hang a tiny breath, fainted from the severe cold, and woke up again. The stubbornness in the child's eyes was like one foot of ice, two feet... Those times he wanted to cry, and saw several children who were seven or eight years old outside Qingdao Street, holding a warm big hand, but the child finally held the steamed buns in his hand tightly and held it tightly.

When I was ten years old, all the wild dogs who lived with my children day and night suddenly died, leaving only a few wild dogs with dog skin. The child stood at the entrance of Qingdao Street, and tears moistened his eyes for the first time. Because the streets and alleys called Qingdao Street collapsed, it seemed like a prisoner who was sentenced to death overnight disappeared from this world since then.

"I told you how many times I have told you that I can't finish this work in one day, and I still want to eat. The old man took you in. I didn't take you as my ancestor Bodhisattva, but you still want to eat. "The child's fate is good and he was taken in by a wealthy family. However, the master did not have the "meek" of those wild dogs, and he could not keep warm together in the cold winter. He could only hear loud curses.

Then a vicious man picked up a broom and called him in the face. A child in the corner of the room hugged his head with both hands, curled up and trembled and gritted his teeth desperately. The two young hands were tightly held together, and he endured them stubbornly, without making any noise.

"It's true that it's the life of a wild dog, and it's a beast, so it's quite resistant to beating." After a crackling beat, the strong man walked away with pride.

Looking at the child leaving his back, he raised his head and bit his lip. Suddenly, a tender smile appeared on his face. There was a big steamed bun under his feet, which was very white. Although there were some gray stains on it, he had to work if he wanted to eat. If he couldn't do it, he would make me vent his anger. Does the wild dog boy understand?

The child clenched his hands slightly, bit his lips and nodded, and finally he was taken to the mansion by the thick man.

Holding a big white steamed bun in his arms with both hands, probably as big as a child's fist, he sat in the corner of the timber room, watching the drizzle suddenly falling outside, and his smile became even better.

At the age of thirteen, when the Empire was in war, each family recruited soldiers and the child went to the battlefield. That day, the child held a rusted iron sword for the first time, which was similar to the Chengying in his hand but longer, and taller than the child.

The north qi spread to the gold, the cold light shone on the iron clothes, the broken walls and the broken walls were broken, and blood flowed into a river, and corpses were everywhere. A large knife of cold light brought a blood mist and chopped the child on the back, tearing and hurting. The child fell in a pool of blood. It started raining that day. The child struggled from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, crawling back to the camp while crying. Two months later, everyone in the camp knew that there was a child named Wild Dog in the military camp. Jie Jie was really hit by a simple knife behind his back and did not die.

A sword stabbed into the enemy's chest and wiped away the blood from his face one after another.

That time the general called the child and was promoted from the lowest-level big-headed soldier to the head of more than a dozen people. He seemed to be the commander of the sergeant. The child was fifteen years old and had already been covered with scars. He grinned and smiled at the general: "The Immortal Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds" and said: "The Immortal Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds"

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