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Could it be that their little patriarch, Xiaobao, had a golden thigh in his arms?
Little Wawa’s life is unsatisfactory, so she has a certain day.
These juniors couldn’t get into the eyes of the ancestors, Bai Chuwei smiled and took out a space artifact from his sleeve, and threw it to the two male and female birds who had previously voted. “There is food in it, enough for both of you to eat. It’s been a hundred years.”
Lest she close the meeting hall of the Upper Divine Abbey permanently, these two little birds can’t find food if they are out of work. Fortunately, they both eat less and can just dispose of them.
The two birds held the spatial magic weapon in their mouths and flew back to the bird house on the top of the hall with satisfaction. Only a pair of reddish and long beaks were exposed outside, which looked quite happy.
Sunshine, the sun setting sun gently shed, this golden palace looks magnificent and adds a gentle color to the exterior, which is far different from the blizzard on the top of Mount Everest under the palace.
If this becomes a tourism resource, it will definitely become a place for Internet celebrities to check in.
“Little fox, I think you still study architecture as before…” Bai Chuwei said.
Turning around again, where are the unknown figures?
The man has gone.
Bai Chuwei squinted at the disappearing figure, too lazy to catch up, “Forget it.”
People have to know how to look away. If he doesn’t look away, then forget it.
Sometimes when he came to her by himself.
The ancestors always do things like this.
Bai Chuwei looked at Duan Feihan and said with a smile: “Hanhan, let’s go too.”
The man’s eyes flashed with a smile, and responded to her: “Okay.”
Just before leaving, he glanced back at the closed gate of the Golden Hall.
Oh, Bai Yueguang.
Little Treasure held the delicate rose that showed no signs of wilting. He reluctantly watched Bai Chuwei and Duan Feihan leave, and was picked up by the escorted disciples. “Little patriarch, let’s go back first. “
“Hao Ba.”
*
From the golden palace in the sky, it is Mount Everest.
It seems that the dog thief heaven hasn’t slowed down. Snowstorms, hail, and various astronomical phenomena are coming up on Mount Everest. Anyway, there are no living people here, just let it out.
Bai Chuwei smiled incompetently and furiously, and Duan Feihan leisurely descended from Mount Everest again.
Ignoring the melon-eaters who were waiting to see the excitement, Bai Chuwei instead of calling Feiyu Carpet back home, instead, he walked towards a pretty good hotel under Mount Everest.
Su Jing, who had been a dumb man for a long time, said: “The two are going to open the room? Then I still won’t go…”
Tsk tusk, under the highest snow-capped mountain in the world, let’s embrace another man and woman and do something interesting.
Bai Chuwei disliked: “I am full of yellow waste, but my thoughts are not simple!”
All those things are left in your head?
She lived for more than five thousand years. Although she had a bit of meditation that night, she didn’t think so.
In short, monks are relatively indifferent, and so are the ancestors.
Duan Feihan’s practice is too fast, and young and energetic, unlike other male monks, thinking about it every day.
I want not only spiritual practice, but also spiritual friendship.
Bai Chuwei looked at Duan Feihan, whose expression had changed slightly, and explained: “I promised the principal to shelter those desperate students. I have to go to the hospital to have a look before I go back.”
Duan Feihan nodded and did not express any objections.
He naturally enters the lobby of a star hotel, and negotiates with the receptionist to book a room.
Receiving the room card, Duan Feihan pulled Bai Chuwei’s wrist and took the elevator to the room. Su Jing wittily chose to take the next elevator.
Swipe the room card to enter the room.
The door slammed and was closed by Duan Feihan’s backhand. At the same time, he pushed her against the snow-white wall and hung her head against her forehead, “I admit it,”
Bai Chuwei raised her eyes, “?”
His voice is low: “My thoughts are not pure.”
“Weiwei, make friends with me tonight. I think, with you.”