Feng Shui Master of Quick Transmigration

cold.

This is the only feeling of Qiao Guangshi after coming to the new world.

He opened his eyes and found that it was winter, surrounded by a silver-filled, and his clothes were thin, and it was standing in the snow of the calf. The surrounding pedestrians are both a wide-sleeved robes, and the road is launched, and there is a carriage throughout the road. The embroidered rigs are in the wind.

Yesterday, I was present in front of my eyes.

This is an ancient world.

Such a brilliant scenery, but whoever sees that they will see the heart and gain, but Qiao Guangmao is now not in the middle of these - he is two cloth shoes, one is a single dress, the body is empty, both eyes Flowers, reasonable suspect the original Lord is not frozen, it is starving.

Qiao Guangyu wrapped in the clothes, although this single dress was blocked, but touched slippery, it seems to be a good clothing, but it is as if it is a jade ... but there is one.

He joined the experience of life and began to consider the possibility of putting the jade bucks first and got the pavilion.

On the side of Joe Guangyu, I thought about it, I took it from the snow pit. I just stood on the roadside slightly cool, and I came in the distance.

After the few horses listened, the sound was far away, and the moment is now, when the road is around Qiao Guangyu, the horse leg stepping in the mud pit, just splashing his face.

Qiao Guangzhao: "..."

"Call!"

The people who immediately have one hand, stop, pull down a lot of purse from the waist, and throw it in Qiao Guangyu, short way: "clothes money."

Qiao Guangyu has not responded, and there is a bag of silver in his arms. He is still very painful: "..."

Your uncle!

The youth of the horse did not say more. I have gone through the reins. I suddenly felt that I was soanted behind, and several papers behind him exclaimed: "There is assassin! Be son! Protect ...

He suddenly returned, raised his hand, and the money bag just lost has been returned to his hand, and there is still a saying together: "Look at your short life, this is broken, or you will leave it back to buy paper Burn. "

Several things around me have changed, and the hometown of people immediately raised, slightly lower, and the eyes were in the face of the words.

The person who just threw him just lifted his sleeves and wiped the mud water on his face.

The sword is obliquely, the phoenix is ​​narrow, the nose is like a daring, the lip is like Dan Zhu, this is a rare handsome juvenile, and the exquisite eyebrow is also familiar with a bit.

The rich son of the blue-sleeve robe is slightly awkward, followed by the god, and he walked in the money bag, cold and cold: "Don't?"

Qiao Guangyu is clear.

The son's eyes are still staring at him, and the left hand watches out, the money bag is open, and the broken silver block inside is sprinkled to the surrounding people.

It will look at this hot-stayed Jinjin taste is an ordinary people. I saw that there was a sudden discreet of dissemination. The crowd immediately excited, and I would also pay attention to the onlookers, and I started to grab the silver.

The man fiftesse a loose, the empty money bag fell, lost in Qiao Guangyu's feet, he smiled: "Do not, idiot."

Qiao Guangzhao: "..."

I didn't want to see him in general, but I would be a bit too much.