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Chapter 122 Feather Duster and Wine

It was hard for Balian to imagine how an umbrella could satisfy so many people at the same time. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "So what did you do?"

Fang Geyu said calmly and matter-of-factly: "I took apart the umbrella and used the feathers to make a few feather dusters. I'm good at beating up naughty children."

Lin Yuan had already laughed over it.

Balian: "..."

Is someone else's affection used to beat you up?

Shouldn’t the youthful time be sour and sweet?

Why has your painting style changed since then?

Lin Guiyuan has been unlucky for several lifetimes, and he actually fell in love with you.

Is it possible that this kid has experienced such an emotional setback and his vision has become crooked since then? He can't tell people accurately either.

After Fang Geyu, he turned his eyes again and fell in love with the little bitch of a white lotus. His life was in danger and he became a pitiful mountain ghost.

However, Fang Geyu was still here shamelessly and sighed without any sincerity.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have been a feather duster. It's really not worth risking the life of that idiot Lin Guiyuan just to punish a few naughty children.

But who could have imagined that he could give up on himself to such an extent after a setback, that a piece of junk could take out his heart and soul and give it to others as if he were a treasure? Alas..."

Bailian thought, why do you still have the nerve to sigh here? The point is not about being a feather duster at all.

"Sister Linyuan..."

Lin Guiyuan's ears were so sharp that he could hear all these words describing his unbearable past.

He looked at Lin Yuan who was swaying with laughter from a distance with resentful eyes.

Jinsheng was still biting a piece of oily chicken butt bone, with a look of shock on his face that ruined his outlook on life.

He looked at Lin Guiyuan as if he were an idiot: "What kind of vision do you have, to actually fall in love with such a bitchy girl with no breasts and no ass? Tsk, tsk, tsk... Listen to my advice, brother, the more beautiful things are, the more beautiful they are.

It’s dangerous, it’s better to stay away from these beauties.”

Lin Guiyuan was speechless and simply turned his back and jumped directly into the lake, feeling extremely ashamed.

Fang Geyu glanced at Jinsheng coolly, and it was obvious that his words about "no breasts and no butt" hurt her heart.

Her tone also became colder: "Even a chicken's butt can't stop your stinky mouth! You deserve to be single for hundreds of years."

Jinsheng looked disappointed, and then he said with a strong tongue: "My majestic Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, there are still many little girls who like me, right?"

Fang Geyu sneered: "I'm afraid those little girls have become old maids."

Good guy, another punch.

"Damn it!" Jin Sheng threw the chicken bones in his hand and said, "I feel so uncomfortable talking to you. I'm full, I'm going to sleep!"

Just as Fang Geyu said, he has a bad temper, a domineering temperament, and he specializes in domineering and ruthless Qi. Therefore, the fierce and violent Qi accumulated between his brows always keeps those women at a distance.

When he was a boy, Yuanli Sword had not yet been practiced in depth, but his handsome appearance did win the favor of some girls.

It's just that now, those girls have passed away long ago. What's even more depressing is that not even the old girls like him anymore.

How lonely a hero is...

Fang Geyu took the bowl and drank the last mouthful of mutton soup. His originally pale face turned red from the spicy food.

She licked her lips, looked at Balian with bright eyes and said, "Next time you come back, will you bring a bottle of wine?"

Balian looked surprised: "You can still drink?"

Fang Geyu was dissatisfied: "You are looking down on others."

Lin Yuan reacted extremely: "Don't buy wine!"

Bailian said: "What's wrong?"

Lin Yuan said: "This little girl has a bad ability to drink, and the quality of her wine is extremely poor. She can get drunk for a whole day and a night after drinking one glass of wine, and she will go crazy with alcohol, but no one can bear it."

There was a rare hint of guilt on Fang Geyu's face: "It's nothing."

Lin Yuan chuckled and touched her head with affection: "Don't think I don't know that you secretly drank your brother's wine in Taibai City and went crazy with alcohol overnight.

The grain depot was completely burned down."

Fang Geyu rubbed his head gently under her palm and said in a very relaxed tone: "It's just ten palaces and grain depots. If you burn them, burn them."

Lin Yuan grinded his teeth: "Yes, your family has plenty of money anyway and can withstand your defeat, but I, a Kongcangshan person, have very little resources, and I dare not let you, a little lunatic, drink."

In fact, setting the fire was not as simple as Fang Geyu said.

A glass of wine made her crazy all night.

The ten palaces are the legacy of Shifang City’s ancestors’ hard work.

Especially the grain depot. At that time, Qin and Ze were at war, and the grain and grass in the grain depot were exactly what the Qin State had purchased in advance and prepared to transport to the front line.

At that time, the war was in full swing, and Qin had the upper hand, but was ultimately defeated by such a fire.

The emperor of Qin was furious with thunder and sent out all the strength of the country to march directly to Shifang City.

The two sides fought continuously for several months, and the children of Shifang City suffered terribly.

In the end, it was Xue Cheng, a disciple of Buzhou Mountain, who was Fang Geyu's uncle, who came forward in person and overpowered the entire crowd, and was able to get Da Qin to withdraw its troops.

The battle between Shifang City and Da Qin shocked the world. Everyone lamented that the Fang family had a daughter and was extremely prodigal. In the prime of life, a national war could be triggered. A huge amount of money would be burned in one fire, which would be an honor and disgrace to a country.

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It is also said that this little girl of the Fang family is undoubtedly God's favorite.

When such a disaster happened, her father and two brothers fought for her.

What's more, even her uncle who was never born and came from Buzhou Immortal Mountain came all the way to wash away the troubles of the war for her.

The crazy move at that time aroused dissatisfaction among the old people in Shifang City, but these dissatisfactions were not mentioned after Xue Cheng arrived.

In this way, the daughter's family has become the daughter of the Fang family that no one in the country can afford to marry.

Seeing that the two girls had finished eating, Balian began to pick up the bones and leftover food on the ground.

He raised his head and glanced at the white feather crane cloak on Fang Geyu's body. His eyes moved, but he readily agreed: "Okay, I will bring back a jug of wine tomorrow. What wine do you want to drink?"

Lin Yuan hurriedly said: "Stop being ridiculous, it's no joke for her to get drunk."

Balian smiled: "You can practice your drinking ability."

Fang Geyu was very pleased with Bai Lian's knowledge. He held up his chin and said with a smile, "Nerrhong, bring me a jar of Nerrong back tomorrow."

"good."

Lin Yuan raised her head and looked at this quiet mountainous area, the corners of her eyes couldn't help but feel sad and wet.

The night was already dark, and Lin Yuan returned to the bottom of the lake to rest.

Jinsheng was sleeping soundly on the tree, his cries shaking the sky.

Balian fed the deer well with berries, and now the mecha he had made was fully sufficient. According to common sense, he should have had a rare night of leisure.

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