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Chapter 261: Luo Li Is Angry (2 in 1)

After drinking a pot of highland barley wine, Su Chuo's body was dominated by Lu Pianpian.

"Before we leave the army, we have no success, and we have to make women become drunkards!"

Lu Pianpian drank heavily and read a limerick that Su Chuo couldn't bear to listen to.

This woman is naturally heroic, but also wild and illiterate. She probably has little education.

In her own words: "If you don't like reading, you will know your own mind."

He also ridiculed Su Chuo for "reading books as a dowry" and "bringing scholarship to fish for golden turtles".

The weather was hot. Lu Pianpian opened her collar, crossed her bare feet, leaned on her arm, and took a sip after another from the wine bottle.

The gentle, watery autumn eyes that originally belonged to Su Chuo were now as confused as a hero at the end of his life.

There is a hint of sadness, a bit of self-mockery, and a bit of fatigue in the sassiness.

She looked at the eagle in the sky, her bright starry eyes were like time and space disappearing, and her firm eyes became confused and confused.

Bitterness spread from the bottom of his eyes.

A tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye.

"You're crying." Su Chuo said secretly, with a warm tone, "Except for the time when I found your father's grave, this is the first time I've seen you cry."

Lu Pianpian smiled with tears in her eyes, "No way? I didn't cry, I just shed a tear."

"No...it's you who shed tears. Since this body is yours, then these tears are naturally yours too. What's the point of being without me?"

"Hee. Su Chuo's teardrop is like a star in the sky."

After saying that, he took another big sip of wine and swallowed it with his tears.

Su Chuo: "......"

Master Lu, what you said makes so much sense. This girl is actually speechless.

Forget it. Ladies don’t fight with shrews. I won’t fight with you when I see you are sad.

Lu Pianpian wiped the wine stains on her red lips, shook the wine bottle and her pink and frosty feet.

"My sister really wants to break the jar, but she can't calm down in her heart."

"I am a beautiful fairy who is famous all over the world. I am such a hero, but I am stranded on the beach. I thought that everything was under control, but I didn't know that God is not as good as man..."

"Hey, what's the saying in this poem? Why is life not as good as water..."

Su Chuo said: "I always regret that life is not as good as water, and it is easy to make waves."

Lu Pianpian slapped her forehead, "Yes! It's not that I don't have literary talent, I just disdain it."

"I always hate that life is not as good as water...but I can't hate! As soon as I hate it, I really lose. I can only feel as calm as water!"

"Only those who have been at the top of the mountain will understand that although it is cold at high places, it is still better than...being in the dust."

"I didn't expect that in the end, I, Lu Pianpian, would have only you as my friend."

"Stop pulling it off." Su Chuo said in a dissatisfied tone, "Friend, I know it's hot, but can you not pull off your collar and take off your shoes and socks?"

"You are really so presumptuous. Girls' feet can be seen casually. When others see it, it is me, my sister, who despises me, not you, my sister!"

"Okay, okay!" Lu Pianpian finally smiled, "It's just a pair of feet, why bother? These feet are so beautiful, why are you afraid that others will see them?"

"Are you wearing it or not?" Su Chuo was annoyed.

"Okay, okay! I'll put them on!" Lu Pianpian cooperated for a rare time, put on her shoes and socks obediently, and adjusted her collar.

Su Chuo waited for her to finish and couldn't help but ask:

"What should we do now? I want to go to Naqin leader and Qian Sibaan and ask them to help find the Luo family brother."

"I can't do nothing."

"No need." Lu Pianpian said, "Even if Chief Naqin and Qian Si are willing to help, it will be difficult to find Luo Ning."

"What if he is found? He is now in the hands of others. Those people are not small in power, but they are easily self-defeating."

"Luo Ning is a seventh-grade monk. He is not weak in strength and is cunning and clever. If he can control his power, Naqin and Qian Sibaan can't deal with him."

"When you care, you become confused. You have forgotten someone."

Su Chuo Bingxue was smart and his eyes lit up immediately, "Child-faced shaman?"

"That's right! Tongyan Shaman knows the bad luck of the Luo family brother best. Although we don't understand the Xianbei language, we know whether she is in a hurry or not."

"If she is not in a hurry, does it mean that the Luo family brother is in danger?"

"You are in charge of your body now. Go and see her quickly."

Lu Pianpian said: "Yes. Luo Ning is the messenger of peace for Tongyan Shaman. Tongyan Shaman is the easiest to sense his bad luck and safety."

After saying that, she stood up holding the wine bottle and said, "When a young girl opens her mouth, sister, I will run away and break my legs."

"Forget it, I'm just going to check on the childlike shaman. I hope she's not in a hurry, hehe."

Fairy Pianran went downstairs and walked towards the stone forest where the Tongyan Shaman always lives.

The child-faced shaman was taking lessons. The stone table in front of him was filled with tortoise shells, animal bones, grass and copper coins.

A beautiful little face that is sometimes serious and sometimes smiling.

Xiao Hei squatted nearby, lazily sticking out his tongue, looking bored.

Murong Lingbei frowned slightly when he saw "Su Chuo" coming over with a wine bottle.

She hates women who drink.

A woman who drinks will be disliked by the omniscient God.

However, she quickly guessed the purpose of "Su Chuo"'s visit.

"Dear Sir, there is no danger, you can rest assured."

The Tongyan Shaman spoke in Xianbei dialect, and then squeezed out two blunt Xia dialects:

"fine."

After Su Chuo understood these two words, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt more at ease.

The boy-faced shaman immediately frowned and bit his lip, and his little hands moved among the tortoise shells and grass.

She sat on the ground, her frosty feet without shoes and socks stretched out freely, and she didn't even notice the ants crawling on her insteps.

It looks... wild.

He muttered Xianbei dialect that neither Su Chuo nor Lu Pianpian could understand.

"...There is actually a change hidden..."

"...In this change of fortune, the mountains are continuous and the life rings are intertwined, which is like the sky and the sea..."

"The fate of your lord is so foggy that it is difficult to predict the situation..."

Lu Pianpian and Su Chuo didn't understand the hexagrams and were not interested in the little goddess's hexagrams.

Lu Pianpian watched for a while and couldn't understand what the little goddess said, so she walked away with little interest.

Xiao Hei seemed to be tired of the childlike shaman talking to himself. He yawned, stretched, and left with Lu Pianpian.

As soon as Lu Pianpian returned to the main building, the Wangxia housekeeper from Naqin Mansion came.

When he saw Lu Pianpian, he actually took the initiative to caress his chest and salute, and said in Tubo dialect:

"Madam, don't worry. Although the actor Luoning has sent you a sad letter, madam is still a distinguished guest of Naqin Mansion."

"Until the actor Lonin comes back, Madam can still live in Davalinka."

Lu Pianpian and Su Chuo can speak Tubo, so of course they understand the good intentions of the Naqin family.

If the Tubo people are willing to treat you as a friend, they will be more honest and straightforward.

He called Su Chuo his wife, and it was hard for Lu Pianpian to explain.

"Loyal and capable Wangxia housekeeper," Lu Pianpian said in Tubo, "I want to know who is that mysterious monk who sent me the divorce letter that made me sad?"

"Madam, I don't know." Wang Xia replied, "The man did not reveal his origin."

Lu Pianpian pretended to be sad, "My Wangxia housekeeper, do you know how to find Luo Ning? Where is he?"

The Wangxia housekeeper looked at "Su Chuo" who was wearing a hijab with only her eyes and forehead exposed, but was as graceful as an immortal, and sighed secretly in her heart:

"Dear Madam, I really don't know how to find the actor Luo Ning."

"Even Mr. Naqin doesn't know where the actor Luoning is."

He thought to himself: "Such a goddess-like lady, but the actor Luo Ning divorced her. Could it be that the actor Luo Ning's heart was deceived by the Rakshasa girl?"

Lu Pianpian thought for a moment, "But, there are only a few days left for the Shoton Festival performance, and he hasn't come back yet. How can he help Mr. Naqin perform in "King Gesar"?"

Wangxia's housekeeper had a strange look on his face, "Don't you know, madam? Something big happened in Shunzhou."

"What's the big deal?" Lu Pianpian's eyes narrowed.

The Wangxia housekeeper's smile was a little relaxed, "Just yesterday, Dorgon, the ninth prince of the Jin Kingdom's wedding envoy, encountered incredible misfortune!"

"A bold monk used a demon eagle to lure him, and then ambushed the poor Prince Dorgon like he ambushed his prey!"

"What?" Even Lu Pianpian was shocked by the news.

"...The thieves have captured the prince of the Golden Kingdom, and the envoy soldiers, horses and guards are trying to find a way to solve the weird natural maze..."

"...The Jiedushi government is frightened... If Prince Dorgon cannot be rescued, both Jiedushi and Sir Xibian will be in trouble!"

"So, the Shoton Festival can only be postponed. If the prince of the Golden Kingdom cannot be found, what else can be done to hold the Shoton Festival?"

………

Deep in the underground tomb city.

Luo Ning was dressed in a groom's attire, draped in red and colorful.

The young man was extremely depressed and was manipulated by several girls like a zombie.

No smile at all.

The only "guest" is Dorgon.

Dorgon was of course forced to attend the "wedding" and become the "distinguished guest representative" at the ceremony, to represent himself as the "distinguished guest".

After being forced to sign a life-and-death contract, Dorgon fell seriously ill and his cultivation temporarily dropped to the seventh level. It would take at least half a year to recover to the fifth level.

It was a great sin.

At this moment, Dorgon looked at Luo Ning who was also forced, and he didn't know what he felt in his heart.

The bride has covered her head and her face cannot be seen.

"Uncle, you should smile." Zuo You, surnamed Song, was very dissatisfied with the gloomy Luo Ning, "Today is a happy event for the eldest lady and you, why are you crying and sad?"

Luo Ning wanted to kick this piece of shit Zuoyou to death, but he still forced a smile on his face with a hint of joy.

Dorgon suddenly wanted to laugh, but thinking of his own situation, he couldn't laugh anyway.

"Guest, the banquet is here, eat and drink well." The round-faced woman held the food box and wine bottle and placed them in front of Dorgon.

Gu Zuoyou said: "Jiu Beile, don't forget to toast to the bride and groom later. This part of the wedding cannot be skipped."

Dorgon sneered arrogantly and ignored the other party's words.

"Dorgon!" Gu Zuoyou shouted sharply, "I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear? Take the initiative to propose a toast later!"

"You are the guest representative at the wedding banquet! If you don't toast, your etiquette is incomplete! How unbecoming!"

"Okay. I understand." Dorgon said with a sigh of relief and turned his face to the side.

When Luo Ning heard this, he couldn't help but look at Dorgon. The two of them looked at each other with a confused expression.

PS: It’s too late today, I’m sorry! I’ll drink three drinks as a penalty! Please support me! Dear officials! The second update will be before ten o’clock!


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