The foot of the mountains is unknown, and the mountain gate is bigger, and there are five yue brothers filing out.
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The six surnames and ten valves are entrenched in the sea-watching building in the north of the country, and the old Confucian scholars have a good time drinking the wine in the altar and laughing heroically. "Those who steal my heaven turn into foreign demons!"
Guanhai building
Ferry for thousands of years, the old boat in cloth landed on the shore for the first time, turned around and carried the paddle at the ferry, glanced at the sea floor, sighed lightly and disappeared
It’s said that heaven doesn’t kill me, and people don’t pity me. Crazy poems and swords are thrown into their hands, and the altar is completely closed and their eyes are chasing the sky, which quietly emerges and stretches far away. There is no doubt that the first person in the six surnames and ten valves in Tianbei is drunk and angry, patting the railing against the wind and leaving.
Laugh and wander the sky
"Tianyi’s family never divides the side of the couch in the southeast and northwest, and does anyone else sleep soundly?"
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"That makes sense," someone replied.
The man seemed to hear the whistling in the north of the country, but he was not alert because the crazy old Confucian scholar chased the old boat gap and turned a corner and flew past his door.
Take a gust of wind and raise the flag in front of the door
The flagpole wine head covered his mouth, squinted and coughed a few times, waved the dust outside the door, then took a deep breath and tightened his belt.
The shopkeeper of chubby inn, who had not been exposed for many years, went to the sky with one foot.
The whole sunset mountain shook.
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Chapter 54 White horse drunk spring breeze has a young song
For the six million people in the west of the country, the snowstorm was caught off guard, but for the whole people in the cold season, it was a matter of urgency.
Because the north wind is blowing
Winter has arrived.
The heavy snow naturally fell.
Rest is like the stone door that rises slowly in the mausoleum of the Emperor …
"Congratulations to the leader!"
Before the Emperor’s Mausoleum, Baihua Island’s owner Baihua Xianshou led the leader of the Three-robe leader League, the head of the thirteen royal families in Liusha, and strolled out of the white-haired man to worship in unison after facing the Shimen.
Emperor tears out of the forbidden area
Cloudy eyes looking at the cold day stretched out his hand and felt the palm cool and snowy, and his tired look was gradually replaced by a smile, with stars shining in his eyes.
He look back at that faces in front of him who were eager to know the answer.
The emperor who was born with tears laughed and said, "From now on, people will go to heaven."
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The sound of a baby crying in the courtyard covered with heavy snow all year round in Pu Yuan, Sichuan, is melodious, tactful and wonderful, echoing like nature.
Standing in the snow with a negative hand has been respected in your hospital, with black robes and white hair and long wind, as if turning around suddenly.
Knock at the door of the house
A few years ago, Ying Tianjie and his wife shared the responsibility of a six-character doorman in the courtyard, and the mother Yi matchmaker was holding the baby in her arms, followed by Ling Er’s door and looked around.
Luo Changfeng excitedly stretched out his hands.
Nazhi three figures behind him are more quick-witted and unwilling to fall behind each other. After dragging, they rushed in. When Liu Shisan slipped and stepped into the door, he fell.
The fact is that Younger Song Lingyun ripped off his second brother’s skirt.
However, Liu XIII, a happy event, didn’t care about rictus and got up and patted his ass, so he leaned forward and wanted to see this real Younger.
Unfortunately, where can he squeeze in?
Glared at the big teacher elder sister Nangong Nine, and then lifted the foot to kick Liu Thirteen out into the snow in the courtyard … pitiful!
Li Xingyun’s predecessors and others from Jack nife have sent congratulations.
Luo Changfeng thanked him one by one.
Some at a loss, he was dazed, and his skirt breathed a sigh of relief. He carefully took the baby in Yi matchmaker’s arms.
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child
His daughter
The continuation of Luo family’s blood in Luohe county
Anhong bean sprouts
Uncle and grandparent of the little teacher in Puyuan
Shaocheng Lord of Snow Silver City
Nangong Jiusan Younger
Luo Changfeng named her "Chengxue"
Chengcheng snow
Xueerxue
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Luo Changfeng is happy and quiet. The arrival of small bean sprouts has not been announced to the world, nor has it been entertained by Zhou Zhangfang. There are very few six-character doormen in the courtyard, such as the first mirror in the past, Yingtianyi Matchmaker, Jack nife’s predecessor Li Xing Yunhe and Liluo, and some old knowledge.
Of course, Luo Changfeng didn’t forget to inform Yuanxue Yincheng Yuwen Valve Yuwen Shu also handed a letter to the valley of hidden soldiers in the mountain earlier. This is not a small bean sprout uncle. The first time, every family can’t talk about it.
On the night when the bean sprouts were born, the messenger from the Valley Master, who was hiding soldiers in the mountain, went into the river of forgetfulness.
In the letter, the river is full of enthusiasm, which can be described as nonsense. Almost all the replies are exhortations to An Hongdou, and they are gushing instead of their own women to say hello to their wives. Words are like brothers and sisters. The topic of Luo Changfeng is very few, and the figures are still sad and bleak.
The most abominable thing is that I don’t forget to leave a small handprint of my baby Jiang Que, saying, "I can’t travel thousands of miles across Qian Shan without my brother. I sincerely offer two magic weapons, one saying’ naive’ and the other saying’ evil’, hoping that Sister Bean Sprouts will be worried and miserable."
"What medicine does this guy buy in the gourd?" Ann red bean folded the letter and put it aside. After looking at Luo Changfeng grumpily, she bowed her head to amuse her pillow. She blinked her clear eyes and was curious about the new world, little bean sprouts.
Luo Changfeng smiled without a word.
Jiang’s mind is full of red beans, but it is already Sima Zhao’s heart for him.
Luo Changfeng turned and took the red affairs box on the table.
Hit the box with a knife and a sword.