Transcending the Nine Heavens

Mo Chengyu revealed a “love can't help” expression, and the stall hands actually stirred up the wind and said: “Yay, miss, see how good Uncle Chuyang is to you, let Uncle Chuyang tell you a few more good stories. ”

“It's Brother Chuyang!” Little Laurie was so fierce that if she wanted to bite someone with white red teeth, Zhang Dance Claw said: “Brother Chuyang lied, his story is not nice at all. ”

Mo Chengyu sweated for a moment. “Okay, Brother Chuyang will tell you some good stories, Brother Chuyang will tell you soon..."

“Is that true, Brother Chu Yang?” Little Lori looked at Chu Yang with a desire.

“cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough...

Mo Chengyu pretended not to see Chuyang's eyes and smiled softly: “Well, my internal injuries still need to be beaten... Miss, listen to Brother Chuyang tell the story, it's nice to hear...” He slipped his butt and slipped away...

Chu Yang stretched out his hand in the middle of the sky, completely speechless.

“Brother Chu Yang, tell me quickly...” Do not dance out your little hand, gently pull Chu Yang's sleeve, his eyes look even more pathetic: “It sounds good...”

Chu Yang: “…”

After a long time, Chuyang came out of the secret room, his footsteps were shaky, his face was pale, his eyes were stuck, his lips were dry, he sat on the floor with a bang, and he groaned. “I'm tired of picking up girls...”

Thinking of such a "big plan to make a girl" myself for at least seven or eight years or even a decade... Chu Yang just turned his eyes white and had a strong feeling of collapse.

This is not the way to dance in adulthood. She usually smiles gently, looks at herself gently, and then does her thing quietly. The wind is bright and elegant...

How did you dance so weird when you were a kid...

Chu Yang sighed, then an arrow step reached the front of the tank, directly stabbed his head in, and mumbled and drank... thirsty ah. If it were you, you wouldn't shut up and tell the story of a few hours?

Dude, this is going to kill people...

However, Chu Yang was very happy in his heart. He even felt that the dance was now truly happy. He preferred not to dance lightly until a few years later to keep this simple happiness.

Childhood can disappear, but happiness must not!

Starting tomorrow, I'll go to the expo and look for stories! Chu Yang took a hard vow! For the sake of chicks, for the sake of breeding, I'm out!

It was already the afternoon, Chuyang cooked, took it in, and carefully evened the rice bag, brushing off the marks in the pan. Leave the second half untainted, while the dishes of the dishes, also brushed off two, put them away, the rest, just like this mess...

Chu Yang then ordered Mo Chengyu to say a few words and went out.

Mo Chengyu, a master at the Wang level, is naturally an old river and lake. He understands the weight and does not move lightly... Chuyang is very relieved about this. Besides, the secret room is involved in the Nine Robbery Sword. Chuyang's construction is very secret. If it wasn't for the first-class master of the machine, he wouldn't have seen through it...

Chuyang went out to find Iron Heaven. Tie Tian bets on losing to him, the medicine in the palace, Chuyang will never be polite.

Although it is a joke, Chuyang must take it seriously once. This has to do with the lifelong happiness of not dancing seriously... OK?

……

After Chuyang walked for more than a hour, suddenly several shadows fell silently into the heavenly garrison, searching silently throughout the island. Then the ones that surrounded Chuyang were built in the middle of the attic...

One of them approached the ghost generally, then entered silently, circled around, found nothing, and plundered out silently.

“What do you say?” Waiting outside is a masked man in black with a glowing glow in his eyes, like a blazing fire in the night.

“Nobody, very clean.” According to our investigation, there are only two people living here, and one of them has been out for more than twenty days and has not returned, leaving only one person here. The traces inside, it's also clear, are only living here alone these days. ”

“Check the rice bags, the pots, the ladypots, see if there are any drugs here, see if there are any signs of medication.” The black masked man half-fitted, gently tunneled.

“Yes, the throne. ”

This time, three or four people entered the house simultaneously.

The throne stood for a while and moved its footsteps, walking step by step into Chu Yang's room.

“I can't see anything in the rice bag, but this guy is also dirty enough, the ground is full of vegetable soup, the pots and pans have not been washed, from the taste of it, it hasn't been done since last night, it should be by himself to make sure. ”

“Oh?” The “throne” fox walked into the kitchen suspiciously, entering the door, almost smoked with his head; the eagle falcon's eyes looked carefully at everything and nodded softly, "Looks like there's only one person here to open the door. ”

“Throne, discover the pharmacy. ”

“Check it out. ”

The so-called pharmacy is a near-sealed small room with piles of medicines that Chuyang doesn't even need. The ground was chaotic. Naturally, Chuyang didn't forget to leave behind a few flavors. Compared to this, it is very valuable medicine...

“This guy is lazy enough. But there are also some good things...” The throne stood at the door, watching the piles of drugs piled up in chaos and frowned.

“There are two canisters here.” One of the men in black called.

The throne stepped over and sucked his nose slightly. “This is obviously new, it hasn't worked yet; and this... at least it was a month ago. The pills were still in there, and the fucking white hair grew! ”

Chu Yang spent a lot of time collecting the hairy medicine jar, and now it is useful.

One of them even opened the rotten white hair that had already grown, wrinkled his nose and looked at the medicine scum inside. “It's a cure for the wind chill...”

“Fuck off! Who told you to roll over? Are you fucking versatile? Still curing the wind chill...” The throne wrinkled its nose and was furious, slapping the guy in the face: “A month ago the medicine scum, even to treat internal injuries can't involve the Mo family, right? A month ago, Mo Chengyu slept with the Mo clan! ”

Turns out that this guy's rotten smell spreads violently along with the smell of the original drug residue after it deteriorates. Suddenly, the smell in this pharmacy is almost worse than the public toilet in the military camp...

“Yes, yes, subordinates damn.” The guy made a loud mistake, loosened his hand, threw the pot out and smacked it to the ground. A drugged casserole... how sturdy can it be? Naturally, it is instantly torn apart...

The more intense smell spreads through the air.

The “throne” was almost furious, slapping several times on the face of this wrecking guy, then covering his nose and running away from the "pharmacy". Fast!

Out the door, big mouthful of panting. His eyes are shady and furious, he has seen no brains, but he has never seen such a fucking brainless person!

The crowd searching everywhere jumped out with their noses covered.

“Fuck! What is this smell... Who did it? ”

“My God, it stinks...”

……

The Lord of the Throne covered his nose and asked in a dull manner: "Have you found anything? Is there some kind of organ that insinuates something?” The sound was filled with rage from the rain.

“No… not found. ”

“Didn't find out what you two were still doing in there? Why don't you go? Shit. Does your ancestor smell good here?” The throne was furious, loud and empty, instantly flying without a trace...

It's kind of a grievance.

A high-powered Dark Demon throne, King of Jianghu master; even in the middle of the third day, it was a powerful figure who stomped his feet, why have you ever been to such an unclean place?

Shame on you!

The crowd looked at each other and followed the throne with a nose curse all over them. They rushed out in fear. The last one was the guy who was very "versatile”. Finally, he couldn't help but vomit. He threw up and left powerlessly...

The slaps on the throne were not white. After all, Ding Ding Dang dropped two teeth with half a bite of blood...

……………………

Lord Chu Yang Chu naturally did not know these things. He is now in the treasure trove of the palace.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Heaven expressed his sincere dissatisfaction with the fact that this King Chu Yan would come to the door to gamble debts to rush to ashes.

Did you just say that? Why did you come after me like you didn't believe me? I... my credit is that bad? Can't you believe this?

Besides... Tieyun city gambling debt is a common thing, every day, even every day, fighting over gambling debt; but... gambling debt to the son of a country, the actual king...

That's unusual.

So the Prince of Heaven is extremely depressed. Look at the look on King Chu Yan's face, I won't give it if it looks like it's late...

“Your Royal Highness, cough, hey, just bet... you lost to me, so what... hasn't been paid yet? ”

Look at that. Almost got Iron Booster back in the air. Biting his teeth: “Chu, you... have yours! Can you still depend on your gambling debts? ”

“Aha, cough... I'm just afraid His Royal Highness has forgotten so much...” Chuyang is actually a little embarrassed, but he didn't show up, who made us look thick? Despised? It doesn't matter! As long as you cash out the gambling debt first, you can despise it as much as you like...

As the saying goes, your face is thin and you can't eat it; your face is thick and you eat enough… to the quote of reason.

Now, the Prince was depressed to be “escorted" by King Chu Yan to the treasure trove of the palace. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)