Korea lay in a comfortable position, with a pair of big bony eyes and smiling at Casman’s eyes, spoiling and loving the beautiful lotus.
Brother, you didn’t steal the immortal elixir.
What’s stealing? That’s borrowing Cass’s black face, angrily reprimanding Kasheng, skimming the pie mouth, shaking up the folding fan, and muttering in a charming way. Yes, it’s borrowing Ke Xianjun’s order to arrest eldest brother in the celestial world, saying that you stole his new good elixir. Doesn’t eldest brother know that?
Fart-breaking elixir has the nerve to put a warrant on the king.
ah
It’s time for the fairy king to leave. It’s a shame to think of the immortal who ruined his reputation and stole the elixir, but it made Korea drop more and more fantastic. He felt angry in his heart. He still dared to wanted him, his grandfather, and he was cheap if he didn’t want the dead old man.
Didn’t sister-in-law get better?
It got worse.
Ah, Kasheng’s mouth is cramped, and his handsome and gentle face is full of anger. It’s a shame not to say that his tyrant is angry. Even he, a good gentleman, can’t help but want to kick the immortal gentleman and dare to speak up. It’s shameful and dirty.
The more his grandfather thinks about it, the more he treats stupid women. I have to take her with me to settle accounts and show him that I am a good woman.
Cass
Enkas suddenly realized that it was Han who called him a stupid woman. Are you ready? Do you know me?
Are you cass?
It was sunny and cloudy, and he gave up the elixir that could cure her, hoping to roll up half of Yangzhou City with a strong wind.
Two years ago, the Red Blood Castle, a simple and rich folk custom in Yangzhou, was still the most powerful mansion among the Jiangnan factions in Yangzhou.
At this time, the Red Blood Castle was not at the helm of Yan Yi, but its amorous feelings were declining. It was well-known in the business circles of Jianghu. In particular, Yan did not regret his kindness, and he also saved the cold-blooded and cruel reputation of Red Blood Castle a few years ago to the point where it is loved today.
Cass frowned as soon as his feet landed.
His impression of this red blood castle has always been very bad, especially when he thinks of Yan Yi, the rival in love, and he thinks of the past when his woman was wasted.
I feel awkward when I take refuge in his house.
Cass
Korea curled her lips and looked at the spacious castle door and asked if I was here when you made an enemy and a sandstorm almost swept it away.
hiccup
My ex-husband’s name seems to be Yan Yi. When I almost killed my parents, the murderer entered the castle to marry him.
You remember, Cass hugged her excitedly, and when she nodded, she was excited and pitied. She thought of Korea, and everything was wrong. At ordinary times, her mind was erratic, and the death of Fei Er stimulated her greatly. Even if she knew her problem, she was helpless. Her illness continued to haunt her.
She is a bereaved mother when she is good.
When she was bad, she was also her, but I was closed and confused. Ah, Han sighed and took a break.
that’s all
Sooner or later, she will get sick, except that I hope her husband will not always frown. She has just stepped into the door of the Red Blood Castle, but they are blocked by love.
ask
Ka Sheng just asked the attendants and frowned. He opened the door and said, "I want to find a young lady. I want to find a housekeeper to go to the temple of the fort owner."
Well, don’t you even regret my family?
fault
That’s good, that’s good, if I don’t regret it, I’ll do my best. Kasheng fanned the folding fan and fanned the cold sweat on my forehead. I listened to the attendants telling me that our young master Feng’s third young master is a temple keeper. When the abbot heard that the wedding date of the fort owner was full, he specially promised him that today, everyone in the secularized mansion lined the streets to prepare a big red carpet to welcome our young master. The fort owner returned to the overall situation of the fort owner again.
Yan Yi wants to be secular.
yes
He’s still an ancient custom.
Go to Kasheng, push Cass to the side, ask the attendant for the address kindly, and then drag Cass to the temple. Brother, if you give my brother a bit of meager sensibilities, it’s my uncle. I don’t regret his brother’s being a monk. You and I are disgraced.
Cass mercilessly gouged out his one eye and stopped muttering through the streets to the gate of Yan Yi’s temple. There were still two stone statues and two little monks sweeping the door to welcome him into Casca. Sheng asked the benefactor whether to burn incense or shave his head.
Amitabha, we are not at home or fragrant. We come to your brother or younger brother Yan Yi.
Yan yi
Oh, his legal name is don’t be angry with Kasheng. I’m busy adding that the two monks suddenly jumped in with their arms behind their backs and a folding fan in one hand.
Wait, the donor Buddhist shrine forbids patroness from entering the hall.