Biquge lightnovelpub.net, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the ex-girlfriend's black daily!

In November, also known as Long Qianyue, the autumn harvest and the winter collection, all things rest and recuperate. The six nations led by the disciple disciples temporarily came to an end. The rhino slave was defeated, Daze returned, and the fire was attached. The six powers quickly entered the tri-legged period.

Regardless of the success or failure, the reputation of the sons of Lianmen is superb.

Under the calm waves, the dark tide surged.

On November 15th, the Gushe Army class division returned to the north, and the teahouse tavern on the street was full of excited red faces.

The clean bluestone road that was cleaned to meet the army was covered with a variety of sachets and handkerchiefs. However, the main hand held the reins, his eyes calmly alienated, as if it were the soul of the outside, and there was no reaction to the woman's sincere enthusiasm.

"The one in front is the Master of the National Teachers 'College. Real people are really more handsome than the portraits. If they can marry the Master of the National Teachers' College, they will wake up laughing in their dreams."

The girl who had untied the sachet looked at the tall figure obsessively.

"Hush, you said so loudly, don't you die? Master Guo, but our future pony, which our princess Mingyue had already foreseen, don't even think about it."

The companion covered her mouth so as not to cause death.

Since she returned to China, Princess Mingyue has been more precious to the master of the country than her eyeballs, and she is not allowed to send any rumors of imagination with the master of the country. Prior to this expedition, the prime minister had a hard time restraining himself, and gave the National Teacher and Master a protective goggles. The girl's heart was self-evident.

In the eyes of the public, the master of the National Teachers College ruthlessly rejected the prime minister, and the beautiful women who were charming all the time just cried into a pair of walnut eyes.

This is the case with Rao. The master of the National Teachers' General University came out of the city at the forefoot, and the news of the loss of his father's doorman came from the hind feet.

Coincidentally, the guest was a minister under the princess Mingyue's skirt. After three cups, he once let go of the rhetoric, saying that in this life and life, Fei Qing would not marry.

Which said that there is no handwriting of Princess Mingyue, who believes?

Miss Jingcheng's boudoir loves the young master, but she is also afraid of the beautiful snake of the beautiful moon princess. She looks at the person in the distance and dares not have the slightest moment.

Now that the situation is not the same, the Master of the National Teachers College is not only a sacred hand of the medical doctors who are well-known all over the world. Willing to make Princess Shang?

The Gushe monarch did not dare to forcibly drink the water according to the bull's head, but he also had his own ideas. The master of the national teacher is hot and has not yet married. It is said that adding a lot of help to tie people to their own chariots, and in the future, to fight against the prestigious second teacher Qin Emperor, do you have to ask your son-in-law to make good suggestions for their Dantai family?

So, at the feast of the feast, with the acquiescence of the monarch, she was drunk by the wine one after another, and her eyebrows were lazy, leaning against the screen like drunk jade.

Dantai Mingyue shyly lifted people with timidity, "Master Guoshi, you are drunk, and Mingyue takes you to the temple to rest."

The courtier opened his eyes and closed his eyes to the beauty of the monarch, and continued to push the cup for another. The loud noise covered up the footsteps of the leaving.

It is said that it is a partial palace, but it is actually the princess's palace. The empress loved her so much that she arranged the place near their palace so that she could always accompany her.

"smelly."

The master of the National Teacher's College leaned on the golden pillar, the shirt was messy, the male color was confusing, but the thin lips spit out a word that embarrassed the princess.

Dantai Mingyue subconsciously smelled the sleeves, leaving a faint smell of wine, much lighter than his. But you looked at such a prince who succumbed to the fairy, the snow was as indelible as snow, and even blaspheming him became a great crime under the heavens. She bit her lip and held back the heat on her face. "That moon, let's go and wash it first."

The maids kept their hearts intact and kept the future pony in the tent to serve the princess bathing. During this period, there was some fun and laughter between the master and the servants. Steady.

When the night was deep, she pointed at her toes, dressed in light veil, and walked towards the tent.

His hands untied the white gauze and his ears were red with blood.

"Master Guoshi, Mingyue ... Mingyue will be here to serve you."

A cold wind blew up, and she couldn't help shaking her arms.

There was no one in the account.

The **** smell quietly spread in the wind.

Dantai Mingyue heard the fighting sound of short soldiers outside, and the eunuch's high-pitched and sharp curses awakened Sizhu's sullen night.

rebel?

Who rebelled? Who rebelled?

Gu shooting the imperial city is like a golden soup, there is a master sitting in the town, and there is a patrol under the ban, how can there be a thief?

She was dull and difficult to understand.

"Boom--"

The window shattered and sawdust spattered, and a person hit her foot like a dead dog, even spraying a few mouthfuls of blood.

"what!"

She seemed to realize what was happening, and quickly wrapped the curtain to cover her body.

"Yuan Huaizhen, you are a healer, killing innocent indiscriminately, cough—"

The old man on the ground covered his chest, and he was a childlike face. He was one of the guru's masters in the town. Tonight is a rare feast of heroes, laughter, singing and dancing. They old guys thought that there was a young national teacher sitting at the banquet, and the ghosts and ghosts couldn't turn the storm, so they made an appointment with their old friends and took a few drinks.

On the occasion of the smoke, the uninvited guest broke into the Lingxiao Hall, single-handedly, and three powerful masters.

Then they found that they had poisoned the poisonous gut quietly, and their skills were halved. It was difficult to resist the offensive of the comrades, two dead and one injured.

The young national teacher standing tall outside the window stood tall, with the blood bead condensed on the tip of the sword. He used the golden needle as a weapon, and later picked up the sword, and he became more and more fierce. At this moment, for example, he glanced indifferently, and as he turned around, the sword was thrown.

The sharp sword awns nailed through the guru's throat.

There is no sign of tenderness and compassion.

The princess shed tears and choked, "... Why? I brought you back with such joy, but you treated me like that? Even if you don't miss my grace, you shouldn't be so disgusting! If it weren't for me, how could you Is there the glory of today? "

The other side didn't look back, Lang Xin always looked like iron.

Dantai Mingyue became more and more desperate, "Yuan Huaizhen, you are not a person, you use me and my father emperor, sooner or later you will be retaliated!"

A shadow lurked in the meantime.

"Master, there is new information."

"Say."

Yuan Huaizhen tears the **** cuffs from other people's blood. Since he sealed thirty-three blood guts in his body, he forcibly reopened the heavenly gate with the method of counter-practice, even to the master of the merits of Jiazi, it is still effortless.

The Dark Guard was silent for a moment, and said hardly, "Princess Chang ... Changgong is mainly shaved in Qingxi Temple."

Among the three kingdoms, who else can be respected as the long princess?

As soon as the words fell, the Dark Guard saw him spurting blood from the unscathed master who pressed the three great masters.

"what did you say?"

The young man turned his head and his eyes were full of horrified bloodshot eyes. He was anxiously attacking and almost caught fire, and the blood line between his eyebrows oozed out real blood, like a tearful eye.

The situation was strange, the dark guard shuddered, and spoke more carefully, "The princess said she was too heavy to kill the evil, and the industry was burning, willing to leave the red dust and the sea. All beings pray for blessings. "

Yuan Huaizhen swallowed throat and cut blood, and his chest was cold like snow.

He has not dragged her to hell, but she wants the Buddha to cross her, get out of the bitter sea early, and reach the other shore?

"She, do, dream."

The Dark Guard dared not say much.

——Princess Chang converted to the Buddha Gate at Qingxi Temple in Dasheng on the first day of December.

The news was like a stone thrown into the heart of the lake, and ripples appeared.

Originally, it was not uncommon for a princess to become a monk. Many imperial princesses in various countries also volunteered to accompany the ancient Buddha in order to jump out and kiss the shackles. What surprised people all over the world was that when Princess Dasheng announced to become a monk, it directly or indirectly led to the turbulence of the Three Kingdoms, which was obviously a woman, with an influence equivalent to the mountain tsunami.

First, Emperor Qin marched hurriedly, and returned to Qin City without sleeping for a few nights. The man who had always been diligent has abandoned the dynasty of the day. No matter how the hundred officials were on the table, they never saw the figure of the king, as if the world evaporated.

On the other side, Gu Sheguo experienced an unprecedented **** palace change that shocked the world. Gu She's royal family was captured, and the culprit was the medical doctor's holy hand in their eyes. The young national division did not embark on the emperor's enthronement, uncharacteristically, mobilizing the three armies, and prospering.

Dasheng, who was out of the game in the five-nation melee, jumped to the top of the current attack target.

A well-known secluded Buddhist temple has also become the focus of attention of all living beings.

The Buddhist temple was built in a mountain gorge, a rope suspension bridge, and on both sides were steep peaks. One accidentally would be caught at the bottom of the cliff, crushing bones. It is for this reason that the incense of Qingxi Temple is scarce and almost cut off.

There is only one blind monk in the temple who worships life and death in the shape of a chakimu. He has not been down the mountain for sixty years.

The old monk agreed.

In the early morning, the mountains and hills are at the hillside, and Baosha is hidden between the lush dense forest.

"Everything works, like a dream bubble, like a dew, like electricity, should be treated as such. The female donor, the poor monk asked you the last time, you really can afford thousands of red dust and soft feet, convert to my Buddha?"

"I do."

"She doesn't want to!"

A soft female voice and a cold male voice sounded at the same time.

Outside the Buddhist gate, stood a demon who once believed in Buddha.

Yin Hong's **** hair band hunts and flies in the wind of the Boliang Mountain. He carries the slashing air that sees the blood sealing the throat, and steps into the worship of the gods and gods in the heavens. In the center of the hall is a golden Buddha statue with a smile of flowers. Because of years of disrepair, half of the golden paint faded, revealing a lonely embryonic body, like his eyes as deep as a pool.

"Master, don't worry about the outsiders, let's get started."

She didn't even give him a look.

The blind-eyed monk folded his hands together and announced a buddha, holding a ring knife, and was about to step forward.

"Snapped."

The ring knife was broken from it by a big palm, and the sharp blade cut Yuan Huaizhen's blood. Lin Lang was also pinched by the doctor in black, and fell heavily on the rosette. The skin invaded the ice and cold, and the pain was broken. His long legs were against her, so that no one could escape from it. The fairy of demise fell into red dust, and her body was covered with evil spirits.

He rubbed her lips with her fingertips, "The lips of thin love are filled with blood red and gorgeous, destined to be kissed by nature. Why don't you ask the Buddha, he will not accept your six unclean remnants?"

"Huaizhen, you have changed." She was sad and unhappy, "became boring."

Yuan Huaizhen yelled, "The princess said this interestingly. You set up an ambush and made my four younger brothers and five younger brothers die. Now I have learned a few Buddhist teachings, and I pretend to be a bodhi with a clear heart. Qing Gao looks like, you think you can get rid of the past by entering the gate of the Buddha? I ordered the three armies, and within half a month, I would be able to go to the city. At that time, the princess can still be indifferent and eat fast in this small temple to read the Buddha? "

She lowered her eyebrows, "The evil is not overwhelming, and my younger brother has swept through the field. My grand prosperity is the fate of the destiny, and will not easily decline."

Perhaps it was a rosette behind her. Her cold jade muscle was plated with a layer of golden light, which was like a fairy, and it was a little bit out of the compassion and good intentions of this world.

"Prince Princess hasn't entered the Buddha's gate yet, she is dedicated to the good, and persuades people to put down the butcher's knife and stand up as a Buddha. This kind of intention is really rare."

With a snap, he untied the red band of the ink, and then, round and round, savagely tied her wrists until the skin of the noble and beautiful skin was wrinkled with red marks.

Lin Lang acted slowly and suddenly realized, "Are you poisoned?"

"The princess read the Buddhist scriptures, you should have heard that **** is not empty, vowing not to become a Buddha, all living beings are exhausted, and to prove bodhi." His fingertips were wrapped around her ears with hair strands, and she was very close to her ears.

"So—"

Yuan Huaizhen's eyebrows became more and more fierce.

"Just ask Princess Long to learn your Buddha and feed me."