Miao Congshu's scalp was pulled, and hissed, untied his hair with his eyes slanted. He was not afraid of being caught in the bed at this time. He was not afraid of being caught in the bed, but he had already broken up with Deng Qizhi, Lu Sangtu and the others, so he could not be called a catching a gangster.

At most, a pair of dogs live in other people's houses, wearing other people's clothes and sleeping in other people's beds, but it's better than sleeping in others before breaking up, right?

Miao Congshu pulled Yu Fuli's laces up, turned around and raised his hand to say hello to them: "Good morning."

He also greeted the family photo that was lying at the door, and replied to the family photo: "Good, I am so happy, donor, take care of me."

Lu Sangtu waved his long sleeves and rolled up the vase with his arms on the table and smashed it to the door: "Get out!"

The whole family photo quickly flashed his eyes and hands, but he still pricked up his ears to listen to the movement inside.

Lu Santu: "When will he come in?"

Miao Congshu: "Last night at Hai."

That is, Yu Fuli came in shortly after they left.

Deng Qizhi: "You deliberately angered us?"

Miao Congshu: "Why do you say that?"

Deng Qizhi: "There are heavy troops outside. Even if he is very skilled in martial arts, he will definitely die under the siege of thousands of people. You don't care that he will die after being discovered, isn't it just to anger us?"

"It's so. Because I was so unrestrained when I saw my new love, I was so unruly that I was a little unruly and played a little unruly." Miao Congshu said honestly: "I just didn't notice you, and I was not intentionally irritated."

What he meant was that he was filled with Yu Fuli, so where was the intention of paying attention to their arrival?

Deng Qizhi smiled, losing his usual calm demeanor, and asked fiercely as if he was gritting his teeth: "Do you like him so much?"

Miao Congshu: "I only have him in my heart."

At present, I really like it. I don’t think about what to do in the future. If I can go through a long time hand in hand, it may be a lifetime of love.

Deng Qizhi blurted out: "What about me?"

Miao Congshu: "You are very good, I'm not worthy, please step back, next one." He looked at Lu Sangtu: "Do you have something to say?"

Lu Sangtu circled the Buddhist beads one by one and then went to his wrist: "I'll just ask one question." He looked up and asked: "After I leave, will you quickly stop holding the pipa and turn to someone else's arms?"

Miao Congshu raised three fingers: "I've been hugged three times. Don't believe it. I won't lie to you. If you say love, you will love it, and if you say it will be divided. I'm never joking about love."

"There are three hundred heavy cavalry outside, five hundred soldiers in the palace, and eighty archers on the roof. This place is a water-burning iron bucket. No matter how powerful you are, you can't fly." Lu Sangtu looked at Yu Fuli, who was protected by Miao Congshu and said, "You should be on the waterway, but the water gate below is closed now."

Miao Congshu raised his hand and blocked Yu Fuli with his sleeve: "I think I still have some power and money in Xianlin Capital. If you dare to touch him, I will dare to rebel." Instead, he asked in a low voice: "Die in the illusion, is it really dead?"

Yu Fuli replied with a positive answer, and then fiddled with Miao Congshu's sleeve.

When Miao Congshu heard this, he quickly asked, "Family photo, is the money in my Miao family enough to raise soldiers and rebel?"

The family photo quickly stretched out his head: "Don't worry, sir, please do enough."

Miao Congshu was relieved, and he said to Lu Sangtu and Deng Qizhi: "Of course I won't really rebel. After all, it's hard to deal with my brain. I just want to tell you master that I am very rich. If you dare to kill my heart, I dare to spend all my family's wealth and find someone to kill you."

Anyway, death is death in the illusion. No matter how powerful Deng Qizhi and Lu Sangtu’s martial arts are, they are still mortals. They use all means to avoid being unable to kill them.

Deng Qizhi's pupils were tightened, and his hands behind him pinched his palms and bleeding. Blood dripped on the snow-white bearskin carpet, looking like plum blossoms in the snow. His eyes were dull, and even his white hair seemed to have lost its luster in an instant.

Lu Sangtu's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy. He didn't seem to be hit on the surface, but he didn't know what he was inside.

Looking at the situation inside, the new love is heart-to-heart, and she is protected tightly but is afraid of being burned. The old love is torn shoes, but she still feels annoying and has to step on her feet if she throws them away.

He shook his head and thought to himself that Mr. Miao really loved him vigorously and was as green as possible.

Although the battle was fierce but exciting, the whole family photo squatted down to watch it.

"You killed me for another man?" Deng Qizhi finally understood that Ying Fanghu was stabbed in the shoulder last night, which was the pain that flowed from his heart to his tongue.

This unbearable suffering needs to be vented urgently, and it turns into hatred, and it is all concentrated and given to Yu Fuli.

"I want to kill him even more!" Deng Qizhi: "The soldiers of the palace——!"

As soon as he finished speaking, ninety soldiers rushed in, instantly filling the room that was already quite wide. The cold and silver-glowed long gun pointed the gun at Yu Fuli and Miao Congshu on the bed, and Deng Qizhi ordered: "Catch Miao Shu alive, do not hurt him. The other person will be killed without any attention."

Deng Qizhi is really good, and when he sees his eyes red, he knows that it is too irritating.

Miao Congshu was a little panicked. He relied on the fact that all the falsehoods were too much for him to let go of himself, and accidentally stepped on the thunderstorm area.

He is fine, but Yu Fuli is not sure. How could he accept the ending of being a widow before the number of times this day has not exceeded 10,000?!

Miao Congshu held Yu Fuli's wrist tightly and looked at Lu Sangtu, who had spontaneously walked to the waiting position and was outside the matter. He looked at the fisherman who seemed to be a profitable person in the battle between snipes and clams.

How could he succeed if he was so treacherous?

So Miao Congshu called Lu Sangtu: "Can you let your heavy cavalry take action to stop his soldiers?"

Deng Qizhi shouted sternly: "If you take action, I will kill you together!"

Lu Sangtu ignored Deng Qizhi's threat and looked at Miao Congshu and said, "I won't help you in vain."

Miao Congshu: "I give you all my property."

"You know what I want in your heart." Lu Sangtu said: "I stop Deng Qizhi and you go back to me."

Miao Congshu: "That means not saving me when I see you?"

Lu Sangtu asked him: "You asked me to save your new love. Have you ever thought that I would be killed by Deng Qizhi?"

Miao Congshu: I never thought about it.

When Lu Sangtu saw him silent, he felt suffocated: "You are free and easy. People and things in the past said they should not be taken into consideration, and they were really willing to give up everything." After a pause, he said: "In terms of cruelty, you are the best."

Miao Congshu felt that his reputation was killed, but he was just not dragging on the slut and broke his love too neatly.

"I am not the only one who stands out, you are also half a dozen." Miao Congshu finished the fight without hesitation: "Deng Qizhi, are you sure you don't care about Lu Sangtu? You have 500 soldiers in the palace, and it is probably a loss to both sides when facing my old mansion. By then, Lu Sangtu has 300 heavy cavalry and 80 archers, it will be easy to kill you."

"Miao Shu, I know you were deliberately provoking. For the sake of the people behind you, you think the rest of us will die." Deng Qizhi smiled softly, her shoulders trembled, as if this matter was particularly absurd, which made people laugh. But his laughter was mixed with sadness and absurdity, and he was mocking himself for being willing to fall into the trap now, and his embarrassed look that he couldn't let go. "Miao Shu, it turns out that you really want me to die."

Miao Congshu was surprised: "Are you still here?"

Family portrait: "Where is the master, I am the first to be the first."

Miao Congshu: "Excellent!"

Family portrait: "I just don't want to let down the wages you paid me."

Miao Congshu praised again and asked, "What's new happening outside?"

"That's right, a group of 'people' who are not afraid of pain and cannot be killed suddenly rushed into the outside. They look like moving corpses, biting them when they see them, with great force and very cruel."

As he said that, someone was smashed in from the outside and landed in front of them. But he saw a rotten corpse with black and gray and soil stained with soil. Clear silk threads could be seen at the joints of hands and feet. Half of the neck was cut off, but no blood was spurted out, and the corpse was struggling to get up.

Miao Congshu had sharp eyes and quick hands, so he quickly picked up the knife next to him and chopped off the limbs of the body.

“…” Family photo: “The master is good at sword skills.”

Miao Congshu looked out, and the soldiers and heavy cavalry outside were in a mess. The corpse dolls wearing ordinary clothes pounced into the crowd, causing some panic and it was also very difficult to deal with.

Among the chaotic crowd and corpse dolls, Ying Fanghu, who was dressed most specially, had a pale complexion and a charming lips as if he had smeared blood. He walked through the crowd with the help of a mute slave.

Seeing this, a soldier in the palace held a spear and stabbed him. Before he could touch the corner of his clothes, he suddenly cracked into neat corpses.

Eight pieces were neatly stacked together.

Seeing this, others dared not approach.

Just now, silver thread seemed to flash by. Miao Congshu was stunned and suddenly saw Ying Fang Hu looking here and laughing.

Miao Congshu's body was cold and quickly shrank back. The fog in his mind was instantly wiped away by the silver thread and Ying Fanghu's smile—

Ying Fanghu has recovered his memory!

Yesterday when he was taken away, Ying Fanghu said in his ear, "Share lifespan and cultivation." If it were Ying Fanghu in the illusion, how could he say the word "cultivation"?

Miao Congshu held his head and began to recall how slutty he was during this period. He could still hear the sound of waves.

He asked the family photo: "Am I a scum?"

"Not scum." said the family photo of the outstanding servant in the country: "Master, you just have the whole world and want to give everyone some love. How can this be considered scum? You didn't even cheat them to sell them."

Miao Congshu: It seems that the family photo is also a person with a story.

Ying Fanghu's sudden joining the battlefield caused the situation to become more chaotic, and the room was quickly demolished into a dangerous house. The roof was lifted up, and the load-bearing wall was smashed by the four people in a melee, and the whole room was immediately shaking.

The family photo immediately climbed out of the window and was about to reach out to pull Master Miao. Unexpectedly, the four men had already rushed towards this side, so they quickly retracted their hands.

"Master Miao, I am a monk. We are destined to meet again in the future." After saying that, the whole family gave Miao Congshu a string of purple glass Buddhist beads, with a kind and kind face that looked like he tricked the passing women at the gate of Hanshan Temple. "Donor Miao, I'll wait for you to discuss the mystery of Buddhism."

Miao Congshu: Did the dead bald donkey deceive me into becoming a monk?

This thought flashed by, and when you looked closely, you could see that the family photo was rolling and crawling faster than a dog.

Miao Congshu lamented that the whole family portrait was meticulous, but it was also a real dog.

At this time, Yu Fuli had already come behind him, hugged Miao Congshu's waist and walked out of the window to the center of the courtyard. With a wave of his long sleeves, the heavy cavalry of the mansion attacking on both sides, including the corpse dolls, all the way out.

The energy is really like sweeping across thousands of troops.

"Let's go." Yu Fuli picked up Miao Congshu and flew directly away from the mansion, jumped over countless houses and courtyards and heard the center of the river.

Standing on the water, it was like a fairy descending. The fishermen on both sides and pedestrians on the shore all thought that the former immortals came to the capital again, and kowtowed and kowtowed.

Ying Fanghu and the other two also chased after him, basically all stepping on the water.

If it is a light craftsman who floats on the water, it is not as good as walking on the flat ground, but it is more like a cultivation technique.
To be continued...