Arrogant, domineering, proud.

Qin Hao looked aggrieved, but he didn't even look up the courage to look at Meizi. He left with the red taro.

The embarrassment, the face of the two was completely lost, the plum painting's face was a bit unreasonable.

"Shao Gongzhu, let Lin Yun try it again, the quota of this son gave him." Mei Zi painted Jiang Yingtian and laughed.

"Are you sure?"

Jiang Yingtian suspected.

"Nature." Mei Zi painted.

Jiang Yingtian's face showed a smile and looked at Lin Yundao: "This is good, the number of Meizi painting is given to him, and now it will be given to you again, it is not a violation of the rules, Lin Xiao, try again."

"Thank you for your young son."

Lin Yundao.

"Don't thank Mei Gongzi?" Meizi blinked and smiled.

When Lin Yun looked at him, Meizi painted a few laughter and walked away with others.

This guy is a wonderful person.

Lin Yun looked at Meizi painting, and he had a good opinion of this person.

Now that he can try again, Lin Yun will naturally not give up the opportunity. He takes a deep breath and puts the purple jade god bamboo flute on his mouth again.

Then raised his eyes, and looked at Yue Weiwei on the double moon lake.

Yue Weiwei trembled inexplicably. Lin Yun glanced at this, and surrounded her as deep as the sea of ​​stars.

Don't wait for her to think more, the sound of flute sounds.

When Xiao Yin sounded, everyone was stunning in an instant. It was another ancient song that had never been heard.

But soon, everyone felt wrong.

This is a love song, which is to be listened to my lover. Among them, love, endless love, beauty of beauty, and sweetness of song sounds are amazing.

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.

As soon as you care about the city of people, then the country of people.

It is the ancient song of the Phoenix God, Phoenix!

Soon, everyone's gaze fell on Yue Weiwei. This was the song that was talking about her.

Under the Three Live Tree, Lin Yun blows the purple jade god bamboo flute. On the blue double moon lake, step by step slowly walking towards the Yue Weiwei step by step.

Others on the two -month lake have already woke up, and the corners of their mouths were pumped, and they all left them consciously.

Before Mu Xueling left, her eyes were quite stunning, but she looked at Lin Yun's look slightly complicated.

Lin Yun talked about his affection with Xiao Yin. He was like a phoenix bird who spins high in the sky.

He has gone through a lot of hardships, and he can't tell people a lot.

At that time, the riverside had already seen each other at first sight, unforgettable, thinking like madness.

Today, with Xiao Yin, Lin Yun looked at Yue Weiwei, walking step by step, and the steps were light.

Yue Weiwei's face was reddish, she smiled and groaned on weekdays, and she also had a lot of grievances, but she never showed the slightest in front of Brother Yun.

She distressed him, but did not dare to reveal it too much. She was also afraid of being too close, and eventually hurt very deeply.

But she couldn't help but really couldn't help it. She just liked Lin Yun.

The heart of the yin and wind has been secretly, and on the road of the sky, he taught the purple jade god bamboo flute to the other party regardless of everything.

She knew a lot of things, she didn't care about her mouth, and she really didn't care.

But at this moment, Yue Weiwei really didn't care.

The biggest beauty in this world is that you care about people just care about you. The affection and pain hidden in the flute sound. Yue Weiwei listened clearly.

Yue Weiwei didn't notice that when her heart opened a little bit, the light of the entire Shuangyue Lake gathered on her.

When Lin Yun finished playing, he stretched out his right hand towards Yue Weiwei.

Yue Weiwei squinted her eyes, her eyes were as charming as crescent, and she stretched out the smooth and soft palm of the jade tightly.

When the hands of the two were held together, a trace of ripples on the two -month lake.

On the blue lake, one after another three -colored flowers bloom, like the most beautiful lights in the world reflect the pair of people on the lake.

Three lives are blooming!

The crowd was surprised. These three lives were not on the three lives. The plum picture on the shore showed a smile. It seems that the legend is indeed true.

A flower is only opened for one tree, and only for one person in January.

[This volume finally finished writing, Changshu breathed a breath. I knew it would be uncomfortable before writing, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. But I promised everyone, I want to write Yue Weiwei, never avoid it.

For one tree, only for one person in January. Starting from Phoenix Phoenix, from the end of Feng Qiuhuang, the three living trees are settled in the three lives. I tried my best to the Yunyue Party.
Chapter completed!