A Guide For Vicious Female Matchmakers

Wasn't Thin Wings too much? If he was worried, he waved his hand and separated from him.

Finally got rid of the demon leader, she now? Just want to find her own wife.

When I arrived at the academy, the luthier inside was already in the class. Bo Chi has never had any artistic talent. Every time I sit with Yu Zhao, he always plays hard and puts on a serious look. Now, look at them. I am studying seriously and attentively, hiding outside and fishing for fun.

She has already had experience in coming to the academy. This time she deliberately carried a notebook, sat on the tree branch, leaned against the tree trunk, and watched the story of the little dog in the gentle breeze. That called a leisurely and happy story.

Time passed without rush or slow, thin wings retracted, not small? Staring at Yu Zhao's distracted vision, flipping the pages of the book with his fingers, only to find that the notebook had been turned over by himself.

Misguided, you should bring a few more copies next time.

Thin Wing's heart muttered, seeing that the piano master was still there, he continued to teach, and he fell from the tree lightly, and decided to take a few more small stories to relieve his boredom.

On the way back? The maids along the way all smiled, and when they talked together, they shyly pushed each other.

Bo Chi glanced at them in wonder, and was about to go up curiously? Go to ask, a few footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard, and approached her direction.

As the distance approached, the voices of those people became clearer.

"Brother Yu is ridiculously praised, Ling Mou just spends the time of the dandy children teasing birds for hard training martial arts, this is what he has such skill at a young age, if Brother Yu wants to go with me to the rivers and lakes, he needs himself ?Diligence is what."

"I'm very hardworking! It's just that my father advocates literati demeanor and is unwilling to let me go out to practice martial arts. Brother Ling, when are you here this time and leave? Would you like to teach me two simple tricks, I will definitely learn! "

Among the two male voices, one is obviously Yu Zhou, the other claims to be Ling...

Could it be Ling Zheng, the leader of the martial arts? !

Oops, the original owner was injured and hid in the cave because he was injured because of a sneak attack on Ling Zheng.

In other words, Ling Zheng could recognize her face and beat her!

Suddenly, Bo Chi's complexion changed slightly. He turned around and wanted to leave, but it was too late. The two of them walked around the green tree and just faced her face to face like this.

Thin wings and Ling Zheng's eyes faced each other, decisively performing light work in the moment of the opponent's stunned effort.

She just stepped onto the eaves a few steps, and Ling Zheng's anger sounded from behind: "Bold demon girl, stop for me!"

Oh, Shabi stopped.

The thin wings deaf ears, and just run away.

However, the original master’s light gong is only slightly faster than Ling Zheng’s. It is still based on the original master’s martial arts mellow state. After this period of hard training, Bo Chi has mastered seven or eighty-eight, but it is still in an emergency. A little weaker, he was quickly pulled closer by Ling Zheng.

Thin-winged heart? Anxiously, trying to turn his brain to find a way out.

Ling Zheng seized every opportunity to rush forward, raised his hand and patted her head with internal force.

Thin wings snorted. If this time is taken seriously, she won't have to think about what to eat at noon, she can just have a cranial tofu brain.

In desperation, she could only step on the branch on the side and leaped her body a bit higher, so that the palm that should have been hit on her head finally hit her behind.

With this strong force, she speeded up and rushed to the west of the city, and finally sneaked into the bustling crowd.

Ling Zheng chased after him, smashing around in the crowd, arousing the irritation of many people, but no thin winged figure was found.

Thin wings forcefully pressed the sweetness in the throat, rushed in his steps, but his eyes were calm. After deliberately walking around in circles, he entered the Yaolang shop from the backyard.

The Yaolangpu was full of the smell of Chinese medicine, which concealed her very well. In addition, Yiliuben was a doctor, and immediately began to take medicine based on her injury.

While decocting the medicine, he frowned and asked, "Is the saint going to sneak attack on the leader of the martial arts again?"

Thin Wing's face was pale, and he still had enough power to spit out: "No, I'm not lacking in heart and eyes, but I can't give up the food even if I can't beat it up front."

Yao Lang: "Then why did you hit Ling Zheng's Qianyuan palm again?"

Thin wings said bitterly: "It's probably this? It's fate, I'm destined to meet? Love at the corner."

Yao Lang: "?"

After drinking two cups of bitter medicine, the pain of thin wings has improved, but the turbulent heat in the body has not disappeared for a long time.

Yao Lang saw her doubts, and said with a blank expression: "Ling Zheng's Qianyuan palm has the effect of heat poisoning. Once it penetrates into the body, he must use thousand-year-old ice to draw out the heat poison or dissolve it to offset it. Before the saint Didn’t you get it from the old master? A piece of ice jade? Now is the time to use it."

The thin wings smile gradually disappeared: "The palm that Ling Zheng hurt me last time was also Qian Yuan's palm..."

Yaolang paused: "Thousand-year-old ice jade is a wonder of the world, and I only have one piece of it. Since the saint has used it...then you can't save it this time, wait for death."

Bo Chi suddenly cried and grabbed him with a sad face: "Doctor don't go, I think I can save it!"

Yaolang couldn't pull his sleeves back, and said helplessly: "You can go back to the branch first and ask the leader of the way. If it is really? There is no solution, then? You can only return to the master to find a witch. She is from Miaojiang and is good at poison. , You can be sealed in the snowy mountains to suppress the heat poison by taking advantage of the Kunlun mountainous shape of the Archbishop."

Thin wings opened his mouth blankly?: "Suppression? How long will it take to suppress?"

Taking advantage of her loss of consciousness, Yaolang immediately pulled her sleeves back, and turned around and said, "It ranges from four to five years, and as many as forty to fifty years."

Thin wings: "...then use the snow mountain to cool me down? I just got cold!"

Yaolang left without comment?.

Thin Chi was very depressed, so he could only clean up and return to the branch first, and see if the volatile leader has any way?

There is peace and quiet in the branch education. Due to the shape of the ground, even if it is white at this time, the education is still dim and creepy.

Her thin wings staggered, and the heat in her body became more restless. Her white jade-like cheeks were red and hot, and blood flowed along the corners of her lips.

When Yu Zhao was still attending the class, he felt uneasy. Didn't he raise his head subconsciously and catch a glimpse of the thin, slender, snow-white ankles, even if he felt that it was wrong. She stopped playing the piano and made an excuse to leave the academy. As soon as she left the house, she saw a little panic outside, while Yu Zhou stared at the sky with a demented expression.

After going up and asking the whole story, Yu Zhao couldn't stay there, lest Bo Chi would be caught by Ling Zheng and be tortured. She went back to the house and changed her identity with the dead man, and followed the trail of the two to the west of the city. From Yaolang, she learned that the thin wings had successfully thrown off Ling Zheng and herself, but she was injured. Sub-teaching.

There is no popularity in the church, but the blood in one place is scarlet and eye-catching.

Yu Zhao's figure swayed slightly, trying to suppress the various emotions in his heart, and hurriedly found the thin wings.

Didn't the thin wings circle around? I found the leader, and I couldn't stand the heat, so I could only run to the hot spring in a daze, jumping in without time to take off my clothes.

She is quite sensible, knowing that at this time, the shower water will do no harm to the body, so even if the heat is not good, she insists on leaving.

When Yu Zhao came to her, she was in a daze for a moment, subconsciously covering her chest?, muttered: "Why are you here at this time?"

Yu Zhao thought she was feeling wronged and crying with herself, and immediately knelt on one knee on the ground, holding her in her arms with one hand, and his hoarse voice contained guilt and annoyance: "Sorry, I made you suffer." I didn’t expect Ling Zheng to appear in Yu’s Mansion. Don’t worry? When you are healed, I will take off his item personally. I apologize to you."

She talked too much, her thin-winged, hot brain was blank?, many? Hear it clearly, she just kept pushing her, and angrily said: "Why are you here while I am in the shower? Rogue!"

Yu Zhao: "..."

It's time now, and Thin Wing is still entangled in this kind of trivial matter, Yu Zhao is angry and annoyed, and enters a cold internal force into her body.

When Thin Wing's gaze is clear, she will be small? Heart? Eyes said: "This hot spring is my...this seat. You used the hot spring in this seat privately. Why don't you allow this seat to come in?"

Thin wings: "..."

Damn it, this demon cult leader is not only yin and yang strange, but his heart is smaller than the tip of a needle.

Not at all? There is Yu Zhao from her family who is gentle, considerate, kind and generous!

The thin wings are in the heart, and he dare not speak on the face, but is weak and weak: "Well, I'm sorry."

Yu Zhao snorted and raised his hand to hug her out.

Thin wings immediately resisted: "My clothes are wet, don't touch me, I will come out by myself."

Yu Zhao retracted his hand unhappy.

Thin wings are in good measure: "You have to turn around, don't peek!"

Yu Zhao finally sneered: "Is there any heart? I want to ask for this. It seems that you don't need this seat to save you?"

Thin Wing was startled and fluttered in the water, hugging her calf with both hands, and said eagerly: "Master, can you really save me?"

Yu Zhao looked down at her, looked over her long black hair swaying like algae, and glanced at her looming body in the water. For a moment, she felt that she was as beautiful and attractive as a shark, tempting to drive the sea. The creatures fell into her singing.

"Master?" Thin-winged Xiao? Xin? Yiyi opened his mouth, and said seriously: "If you are willing to save me, I will?"

Yu Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Acting with your body?"

The thin wings opened his mouth, and the little girl said in a small voice: "...I'll share a piece of your meat while you are cooking, recite the rebirth mantra for you when you sleep, and wish you a long life when you take a shower."

Yu Zhao: "...I thank you."

Thin wings showed a sweet and soft smile: "You're welcome."

Yu Zhao moved his eyebrows, really? Can't bear her silly look, sighed and pulled her out of the water.

Thin wings screamed for a while, moving around in her arms, resolutely not letting her hold it.

Didn't Yu Zhao listen to her, he hugged her back to the room, rubbed her with a dry cloth, and turned her head dizzy as she kneaded her thin wings, and soon she lost her resistance.

Putting down the dry cloth, Yu Zhao touched the thin-winged face.

She had just given some cold and cold internal strength to the other party, and it was not long before the other party's fever came back again, burning the girl's cheeks red.

Yu Zhao was silent for a short while, holding up his thin-winged face with a serious expression: "The Qianjiangxue I practiced since I was a child is a method of restraining the cold and poison of Qian Yuan's palm. If I want to save you, I can only use special methods to remove the cold The poison is introduced into your body to dissolve the heat poison in you."

As she said, she was saving her internal strength to give Thin Wings, and Bing Wing struggled out of her coldness to get a sense of wisdom, and said in a panic: "Wait, what, what is a special method?"

Yu Zhao pursed his lips, didn't tell her, but tore off a few pieces of fabric from her hem, tied her slender hands to the head of the bed, and gently blindfolded her eyes.

With thin wings shrouded in darkness, she shrank and whimpered: "Don't... don't touch me."

Yu Zhao touched her face and said in a low voice: "You bear it."