Chapter 930: Prairie Kurong people like yesterday

The folded sleeves look even more embarrassed than Chen Changsheng's before, and the body that is stronger than Jin Shi is full of wounds and is covered with dirt.
Chen Changsheng took the handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over. He asked curiously, "How did you come here?"
Folded sleeves said with no expression: "If you can't fight back, you can't fight back, just go forward."
Chen Changsheng said, "Is this enough?"
Folded sleeves said: "Or he killed me directly."
Chen Changsheng said: "...this does not fit your temperament."
Folded sleeves said: "Can be changed."
He was regarded as a demon since he was a child, and was expelled from the tribe, struggling between life and death, struggling to survive.
Folded sleeves have never been a person who cares about others' eyes, nor do they know how to write the word flexibility.
But for certain things, he is willing to change himself, even if he wants to violate his own heart and the most powerful habits.
For example, at this time, he took the handkerchief handed over by Chen Changsheng and wiped the stains on his face very seriously.
After a moment, he looked at Chen Changsheng seriously and asked, "Have you cleaned it?"
Chen Changsheng looked at it for a while and said, "It's okay."
Folding his sleeves, he looked at his clothes cut by swords and said to him: "I know you bring a lot of clothes with you, lend me a set."
"When it's okay, I made a few sets of clothes. You will see if they fit well."
Seven voices rang from behind Chen Changsheng.
Her voice was soft and trembling slightly.
Chen Changsheng gave up his position.
Looking at the girl in a green dress, she folded her sleeves and froze.
Seven rooms looked at him, a little nervous.
Quiet.
It has been years since I met.
Somewhat strange.
Some are not used to it.
He is still like that.
She has become a big girl.
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Seven of them raised their skirts to salute.
As the daughter of Su Li, the close disciple of the head, she is the most special little sister of Lishan.
She rarely salutes people, so her movements seem awkward.
Folding his sleeves to greet him, his movements are even more stiff, because he has never given a gift.
The atmosphere is also a bit stiff.
The two were silent for a long time, not knowing how to speak.
"My time is running out." Sudden sleeve said suddenly.
Qijian knew that his condition was getting worse, listening to this sentence, thinking he was as angry as before.
Folding the sleeves continued: "So I want to cherish the time more."
Qi Jianwei asked, "What do you want to do?"
Folded sleeves looked at her seriously and said, "I want to hug you."
Seven small faces turned red, and I didn't know how to respond.
Folded sleeves spread their arms awkwardly.
Qijian felt like crying and said, "I want you to carry me."
Folded sleeves turned around and squatted in front of her.
The seven rooms leaned forward, holding his neck tightly, and then began to cry.
"Don't cry." Folded sleeves were a little uneasy.
Some of the seven were wronged and said, "I'm going to cry."
Folded the sleeves for a moment and asked, "Where do you live?"
Seven were a little nervous and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Folded sleeves said: "Aren't you saying that I made some new clothes for me?"
Qijian leaned on his back and hummed softly, saying, "Who said I made the clothes for you?"
Folded sleeves smiled and did not speak.
Seven rooms whispered: "Nanye, the star position, four miles."
Folded his sleeves startled, then slowly closed his eyes.
He ran over there carrying her.
That piece of grass is a large piece of grassland, which looks like a wheat field in the sunshine, glowing with golden waves.
It looks like the grassland in Zhou Yuan.
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After Chen Changsheng retreated, he kept as quiet as possible so as not to disturb them.
Immediately afterwards, he found this to be an anxiety, because the folded sleeves and Qijian's eyes clearly only had each other, and no one else.
Otherwise, the folded sleeve, which is famous for alertness, how come there is no such dense footsteps and human voices?
Qiu Shanjun and others walked through the stone path with Tang Thirty-six and came to Chen Changsheng.
As Qi Jian said, there are many ways to pass that stone path, and Lishan Jianzong disciples naturally have a way to calm those swords.
When they arrived, they saw the folded sleeves spread their arms awkwardly and wanted to hold the seven rooms in their arms.
Tang Thirty-six laughed and said: "Is this guy trying to impersonate the Xuanyuan?"
Qiu Shanjun raised his eyebrows.
Gou Hanshi shook his head.
Guan Fei's white face is like frost.
Liang Banhu frowned.
Cabbage almost swears.
The little sister holding the big palm in her hand suddenly wants to be embraced by other men. Anyone who sees such a picture will feel a little bad.
Even a gentle gentleman like Gou Han Shi, or a high-minded man like Qiu Shan.
Folded sleeves carried seven rooms and ran to the bottom of Cuigu.
Guan Feibai and others looked slightly calm.
Chen Changsheng walked over and said to Qiu Shanjun: "Thank you."
Qiu Shanjun pointed to the bottom of Cuigu and said, "If this is the case, don't worry."
Sympathy for the younger sisters and sisters is naturally there, especially him, but it is also contrary to say that he really wants to make these lovers become dependents.
So he said no.
But Chen Changsheng is not talking about this matter.
"I heard that Senior Su Li wanted to leave you a letter before leaving, but you didn't receive it."
Chen Changsheng said: "It was only when I passed the stone path before that I understood its meaning."
Qiu Shanjun said: "I have no deep meaning in this move, but I don't like Master Shizu's actions on the day. I'm a little annoyed, so I don't accept it."
After a long silence, Chen Changsheng said: "Some seniors are acting irresponsibly, and I don't like it either."
"It's said that I am very similar to Senior Su Li. I want to see him and he will like it."
Tang Thirty-six said with regret: "It's a pity to save one side, otherwise the predecessors will pass me some good things."
Guan Feibai sneered and said, "Why don't you look in the mirror?"
Tang Thirty-six raised his eyebrows and said, "I wake up every morning and look in the mirror. It's very rich and handsome. Is your ancestor uncle ugly?"
Discussing such things as jokes, the disciples of Lishan Jianzong Zhufeng are not his opponents.
Gou Hanshi motioned to Guan Feibai not to say much, and said to Chen Changsheng: "The Pope's master broke the road with a sword.
If it is an ordinary monk in the world, it can be counted as the most powerful disciple of the sword swordsman of the mountain today, which is naturally undesirable.
However, Chen Changsheng is not an ordinary person, and his status is extremely noble, that is, the head of Li Jianjianzong can't be compared.
Gou Hanshi didn't mean to say this, but just to inform him that Chen Changsheng wouldn't accept it when he wanted to come.
Indeed, Chen Changsheng has no resistance to Lishan Jianzong, and the two sides have been deeply involved in these years. He and the younger disciples such as Gou Hanshi also quite agree, but it is impossible for him as a pope to visit Lishan Gate anyway. In the middle, otherwise how to let the priests in the divorce get their own way?
Chen Changsheng said: "This is the same people, naturally the same."
Gou Hanshi praised: "This statement has true meaning."
Just then, seven happy laughs came from the grassland outside Cuigu.
Looking at the clear smoke line on the grassland and the two figures in front, everyone felt their emotions.
Chen Changsheng and Qiu Shanjun shook their heads and said in unison: "I don't know what that guy thinks."
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was quiet.
Everyone knew that the guy they said was Su Li, but it wasn't quiet because of the disrespect in this sentence.
Gou Hanshi looked at Chen Changsheng and Qiu Shanjun with slightly different expressions and said, "You are very tacit."
The rest of the people are watching them too.
Chen Changsheng and Qiu Shanjun glanced at each other, then turned around in a tacit understanding and stopped talking.
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