Transmigration & Reverse Transmigration

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"Zhuyuan-!!!"

I shouted, holding the man's arm!

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"Shouer, send Qing Qing the box on the table." I frowned, and commanded Xiao Shou's reflection in the mirror.

"Huh!" Mou Shou issued a single syllable without moving, not even looking at me.

I helplessly lowered my eyebrow pencil, "I said what happened to you? Since you came back from the street, you have a stinking face, as if someone owed you five hundred two!" ... I remember it seems you owe I'm five hundred two!

Mou Shou got up sharply, woke up and pushed away a table of cosmetics, pulled my sleeve board over my shoulder, stared at my eyes, and asked, "Who is Zhiyuan?"

It ’s because of this ...

Just now on the street, I grabbed the man in the black dress, "Zhuyuan--! Is it you? How did you cross it? It's incredible ..."

A glance back at the man froze my excitement instantly!

This person is definitely not Zhiyuan!

It is exactly the same face.

However, Zhiyuan will never have such a cold expression, such a sparse and indifferent look, such an unfriendly word ...

"Hand, take it away," he said, without an extra word.

"Ah ..." I just came back, "Yes, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I confessed the wrong person ..." I hurriedly let go and stepped back.

Looking carefully at the back of that man, it is indeed a different person. This person is much taller and more robust. Zhiyuan, like all modern boys, likes to wear wide T-shirts, and thinks that walking with his back on the back is the most handsome, and this person has a straight back ... different people ...

Then I went back to Zangchunyu under the constant questioning of Xiao Shou ...

"... Hey! Hey! Come back to the soul! I'm asking you!" Come back to God, Xiao Shou's angry face is shaking in front of me, "When you mention this name, you look like a flying soul ... ... don't even say it! "He grabbed the box on the table and broke through.

"Hey !! You have to watch the performance tonight! I have a gift for you!" Yelled at the back disappearing of Min Shou, Min Min turned back and touched the door panel that was broken by Shou. , This dead boy! Why is your temper so bad lately? The resistance period is up?

At the same time, a man known as King Luo is idly standing in the waterside and smilingly watching a group of koi in the Bibo Pool.

There wasn't even footsteps. A servant-dressed Tsing Yi man gently fell behind King Luo, kneeling down on one knee respectfully, and reported: "Master, the three princes will host a banquet in the front hall, please look down."

King Luo didn't seem to hear it. He continued to look at Bibochi, and the servant was kneeling still like a statue.

After a while, a nice voice on the side, like a golden drum, said, "Return to him and say that King Luo has already used it, and the third prince's kindness led him. By the way, even left, by the way, he ordered Wang chef to set dinner. Well, I'm a little hungry. "

"Yes." A concise answer, Lian Zuo disappeared from the water immediately.

"Oh!" The servant in green clothes who had been standing beside King Luo holding a basket of fish cake crumbs laughed.

"Lian right, what is your ghost cleverly laughing at?" Luo Wang grabbed some cake crumbs in his hand, and fed the koi gracefully.

"I'm laughing. The three princes are really trying their best to stab you, but unfortunately they made a mistake: where is the palace's master chef comparable to the craftsmanship of our master Weiyangmen, and as a good thing, come out and present ugliness! Today The child also said that he invited you to go to Tibet to watch songs and dances. How could he know that this Tibet Chunzhang was originally Weiyang's gate, and he got his turn? I see, there is nothing left for the royal family except the title of King Luo. If I live in the master, I don't know what other tricks can come up to win you ~ "

"Lian right, you are wrong." Luo Wang slowly said, "There is no" except ", no matter where, there is nothing to keep me."

Does the master not even care about the Lord ’s Lord?

Yeah, has become the master of Weiyangmen, how can there be more attractive all over the world? Lian You worshiped and looked at his master, hesitantly said, "But ... the song and dance of Tibetan Chunya ... Lian You really wanted to see it!"

"Oh?" King Luo raised an eyebrow. "You want to see the first woman of Hou Ming—Minmin, right?"

"Hey, hey ..." Lian right scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly. "Although this Tibetan spring cricket is our Weiyang gate, but the master has been in Beijing for the past year and has never seen it. Everyone said:" No Minmin is singing and dancing, and I ’m here for a walk! 'I ’m curious!

"Okay, then go and have a look. It also counts as a face for the three princes." Luo Wang said casually, "If you really like it after seeing it, I will give you that Minmin."

He immediately kneeled down to Shane.

A handful of fishing baits are scattered on the lake, countless koi carp follow you and fight for me ...

"Lian right, you know, the joy of feeding fish is that I can sit on the shore and watch them kill each other for a little bait ..."

When I first saw that King Luo agreed to the right, I really did not expect such a result.

That night's song and dance was the beginning, the beginning of some people's beautiful and cruel memories.

Songs and dances were held in the courtyard, the lanterns went out, and there was silence in the courtyard. There was only a bright moon above the sky and starry sky ...

"The title of this song is-Hongyan" The voice of the lady in Tsing Yi has just fallen, and a melodious Xiao sound came from all directions.

This Xiao sound is desolate and gentle, and it appears from time to time, like the voice of ancient times, as if it brings people to the edge of the vast river, as if the swordsman was alone and independent on the top of the cliff ...

A desolate man's voice that blended with Xiao's voice slowly sang:

"Who does Jian Jian drink without a drink?

Farewell to you farewell to me

Can Rouge Xiangfei love or not

How long is the sky? "

Suddenly, the lanterns are all on and the flowers are flying!

A charming and gentle piano sound suddenly sounded, matching with the desolate and distant Xiao sound.

Among the colorful scenes, the girl in the center of the stage slowly stood up, and each of her moves seemed to be wonderfully harmonic ...

The girl was wearing a long white dress, with long silk ties tied behind her neck, exposing her slender arms and back, and her bare skin was painted with a mysterious and charming golden tattoo, like an old vine. Her arms and waist meandered down, and she was one with the two golden long swords in her hands, flashing a dangerous and beautiful light gold light ...

I do n’t know what material the white skirt is made of, layer upon layer, light shifts, as if gorgeous, still, but only white, just white, pure white ...

The girl lifted her head, peach breeze. The girl opened her lips, the voice of the silver bell.

Song Chong Yunxiao, most is a hundred steelmaking, turned into soft fingers ...

"If you are a hero, you are destined to have no tears or regrets

How dangerous is this laugh to be wearing bowels □□

How beautiful these tears are, only you know

It's ridiculous to live without you in this heart "

The singing sounded from all directions, countless people, countless voices, regardless of men and women, as if born as one ...

"I do n’t want to be famous in this world

Just begging for a smile

If this trip can be reincarnation

I am willing to be a bull

With you, too. "

Nudity and tattoos, the most outfits, but the most beautiful ...

Pure and charming, the most opposing temperament, but the most harmonious ...

Dances I've never seen before, every stretch, every bend, reach the limit, as soft as a girl, and as tough as a teenager ... the most demon dance, the cleanest eyes ...

What a union! What a song and dance! What kind of woman is this ...

I do n’t want to be famous in this world

Just begging for a smile

If this trip can be reincarnation

I am willing to be a bull

With your horizons

The song stopped, the dance stopped, but my heart was still ...

The fan in my hand has long lost track of where it went, slowly returning to God, and I sometimes have such a disorientation ... but if it is worth it for this woman.

Looking around, the crowd was still immersed in the long-lost song and dance and could not extricate themselves. King Luo's eyes were quite clear, and the longing in the eyes of the three princes was clear. Yeah, who doesn't desire such a woman? For a moment, I even had a feeling of pride, because this woman longed for by the people of Tibet is the Tibetan Spring Wing, and this Tibetan Spring Wing will sooner or later be mine.

However, the words of the **** the stage instantly defeated my pride.

"Thanks to your support, Minmin has only today. Thanks to Minmin." He bowed, and there was no response from the stand. The crowd was still immersed in the shock just now. Here it is ~

"Today is the last time Minmin will perform for you, this‘ Hongyan ’will be used as a farewell track, and I look forward to your satisfaction ~”

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I hate gorgeous scenes ... I'm so tired of writing ... 555 ~~~~~

I hate portraying handsome guys ... I don't ... I haven't seen any handsome guys ... 555 ~~~~

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