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Volume 1: The Blackened Zhang Si in the World of Fairy Sword 028 Memory in the Blood

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    After Aunt Li pulled Fang Xian into the house, she lifted the quilt and started to mess with it.

    Facts have proved that Fang Xian used his villain's heart to win over his aunt.

    I saw the aunt took out an old cloth bag and said sadly: "This is something left by Xiaoyao's parents. It was originally intended to be given to Xiaoyao when he grew up. However, Xiaoyao has no ambitions. He has always known what to do with the Ding family.  Sisters hang out together. Mom, I'm not stupid. When I was seriously ill, it was you, Xiaosi, who took care of me. It was you who risked your life to ask for the elixir to save my life. Anyway, Xiaoyao has been staying here in Yuhang Town all his life.  Now that you are going out to explore, these things should be more useful to you."

    The above remarks are probably the most serious, serious, and affectionate ones that Fang Xian has ever encountered since entering the game. They came so suddenly that he couldn't take them back.

    "Auntie" Fang Xian grabbed the cloth bag and stared at Auntie Li, "This is definitely the most correct choice you have ever made. I will come back to see you in the future."

    "That's great." The aunt instantly returned to her unreliable state, sitting on the bed with a melancholy look on her face, "You can look at me now."

    After Fang Xian had already prepared, he turned around and ran away without even spraying.

    As soon as they went out, they heard Xianglan Xiulan crying again. They saw the two sisters kneeling next to the unconscious Li Xiaoyao, massaging and shaking them.  Li Xiaoyao was foaming at the mouth and didn't know whether to live or die.

    Zhao Ling'er snorted and dusted her hands: "You stinking hooligan."

    "Good Ling'er!" Fang Xian quickly ran to Ling'er, pulled her and ran out, "Run! Otherwise, aunt will catch up."

    Ling'er followed Fang Xian and ran out, feeling as if he was running away from a bill, and felt inexplicably happy in his heart.

    "Haha! Yuhang Town! Goodbye!"

    Fang Xian and Zhao Ling'er were seen rushing through the small streets of Yuhang Town like crazy, as cheerful as middle school students who had just finished their exams.

    Fang Xian is happy that Ling'er is loyal and cute, and the plot ends happily; Ling'er's thinking is simpler, she is happy when Fang Xian is happy, and she also enjoys it.

    The two got on the boat again. Fang Xian gasped, raised the oar, raised his arms and shouted:

    "Suzhou! Let's go!"

    In an extremely joyful atmosphere, the two of them had a great time. The good young man rowed hard and hummed a tune; the young wife next to him helped him wipe his sweat with water and spent a short time on the water.

    "Xianjianzhong cuts the map very quickly, and it only takes a few minutes from Yuhang Town to Suzhou.

    ¡°Compared with the fishy smell in the streets of Yuhang, the outside of Suzhou can be described as the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the sounds of whips hitting the skin and the moans of men and women echoing at the same time.

    It was Lin Yueru who prompted this violation and description of the situation.

    "Sure enough, the general plot and coincidences still exist." Fang Xian shook his head, led Ling'er along the shore, and headed towards the Suzhou city gate.

    Ling'er was puzzled: "Brother Xian, why are you so sneaky when you leave the road alone?"

    "Heydidn't you hear the slapping sound" Fang Xian sighed, "If we walk along the road, we will bump into Lin Yueru who is lecturing the slave. I don't want to see her."

    Ling'er hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stopped: "I want to see her. I want to see what the sister who worries Brother Xian looks like."

    "Stop making trouble, let the two-dimensional characters stay in my heart forever. Let's quickly bypass Suzhou and continue the plot."

    "No, people want to see it." Ling'er used her usual big move, grabbing one of Fang Xian's arms with both hands, shaking it left and right, while her eyes were watery.

    This trick has been tried and tested against Fang Xian time and time again.

    "Hey we agreed, just take a look, we are just passing by and don't do anything."

    "I listen to you!"

    So, the two of them returned to the main road.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of sight after a short while of walking, the girl in a tight-fitting purple shirt was whipping her with a big whip, which was so exciting.

    "Soshe is such a person" Zhao Ling'er looked at Fang Xian with a strange look in her eyes, "Do you like this?"

    "You're overthinking." Fang Xian looked solemn, "I can accept it if it's the other way around."

    "nausea!"

    The two continued to move forward, and Lin Yueru's image became clearer.

    Her whole person has a strong temperament, her pretty face exudes a bit of arrogance, her eyes are not too big, but they are full of vitality. Her purple shirt and white pants outline a straight figure, with perky buttocks and busty breasts.  Very well developed.

    Such a woman is very outstanding in this era. She is not Xiaojiabiyu, but heroic; she is not shy, but **

      Okay, someone is at a loss for words. In short, unlike Zhao Ling'er who is quiet, cute and clingy, Lin Yueru has more of the characteristics of a powerful woman in the new era. She is beautiful, has character, and has integrity.

    Fang Xian did not dare to look directly at him, he only glanced at him secretly with his peripheral vision and then withdrew his evil eyes.

    ¡°Maybe there should be a story, but it¡¯s just a story. It¡¯s better not to let it happen, so as not to be sad.

    Linger, however, stared at Lin Yueru like a monkey in a zoo.

    "Stop lookingI didn't even lookwhat did you do?" Fang Xian grabbed Zhao Ling'er.

    "OhI understand!" Ling'er looked at Lin Yueru and then at herself, slightly aggrieved, "She is older than me"

    "What? Oh yes, she is older than you."

    "Who says age, I say this." Ling'er said, holding her small breasts with both hands, her face full of sadness.

    ¡°¡­Don¡¯t make trouble, size doesn¡¯t matter, health is the most important thing.¡±

    Seeing that he was about to pass behind Lin Yueru, Fang Xian couldn't help but walk away with Ling'er in hand, lowering his head.

    "Zhao Ling'er's weirdness has been fully explained through the incident that happened at the Malatang shop. How can we do nothing at this time?

    Moving like a rabbit, Ling'er easily broke free from Fang Xian's hands and jumped to Lin Yueru's side.

    "What are you doing?" Lin Yueru's face was blank, and her slightly hoarse voice, although only a few dozen decibels, penetrated Fang Xian's brain, down to his soul and lower body.

    Voice, voice again, when facing Zhao Linger, Fang Xian fell under her sweet tone.  Lin Yueru's voice is slightly hoarse and full of the flavor of a story. It contains a series of elements such as stubbornness, savagery, and a queen. If this were the recording site of "The Voice of a Certain Country", the four judges would have already decided to turn around.  .

    Fang Xian's chastity and integrity were melted by this damn voice.

    His appearance and figure did not make him weak in the legs, but this time it was his voice that failed him again.  As for why sound is more penetrating than sight, there is a scientific basis for this. When hormones still controlled human consciousness, our courtship method was the same as that of most mammals, which was to stimulate the release of hormones.  , this is the eternal memory in our blood.

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