MTL - The Last Slag-Chapter 148 Tenth **** (eight)

Not long after the man finished speaking, Bai Hao came back.

He also carried some bundled medicinal herbs on his hands, apparently the appearance of things already done.

"Long wait, let's go." He went to her and said.

Tang Yan got up from the chair and reached out and grabbed his sleeve. The white squinted at her and saw her cautiously looking at her head. She did not say anything, and she was squatting.

Out of this pharmacy, there will be no other things in the day, and the rest of the time is just for her to hang out.

Tang Hao was the first time to enter the city. Even a street selling a candied haw can make her feel very interesting, but she didn't particularly want to eat it. After all, even if the age is different, the taste of the hawthorn is no different.

Not far from there are many people gathered, Tang Yan immediately prepared to see the excitement.

"Go, I am here waiting for you." White does not seem to want to look like it.

Although it is a bit regrettable, it is clear that between the lively and the white, it is still important to be white, so simply don’t go, "Let's go."

Originally thought that her first time to enter the city should be something new, but did not expect that it was so easy to give up just because of his words, Bai Hao did not know what expression he should be at this time, he was silent Sighed.

He took her hand and walked in the direction of the crowd. "If you are curious, then go check it out."

Tang Yan was led by him, and he could only see his back when he looked up. At this time, she understood that Tang Yueyao really trusted this person in the original book. "White, will you stay with me?"

Just listen to him: "When Tang's face is restored, she will leave when she is next."

He calmly states the facts, does not give her any expectation, expects indifference, but always considerate in some small things, such a person must be a very responsible person, will not give him any Commitment reached.

"Oh, then, will you take me with you?"

His footsteps did not answer.

Don Juan does not care.

When I came closer, Tang Yan discovered that the crowd was crowded there. It was not because some people were doing things, but because some people were recruiting in the contest, because the collapse was not set too high, so before the distance was long, Tang Yu was not able to See clearly.

The place where the contestant was recruited was located under the restaurant. Looking up from the Tang dynasty, you can see a woman dressed in white on the second floor of the restaurant, but the woman with a veil, can’t see the truth. Rong.

"If anyone can marry the Miss of the Shen family, it is really a blessing from the last generation!"

When Tang Hao heard the people around him talking about it, he realized that the woman on the restaurant was the rumored Miss Shen Jiada. Shen is a business. Although she can’t say that she can’t afford to save money, she can definitely protect her life. No worries.

This is how the big lady of the family thinks of the contest.

"This Miss Shen Jia is not good at home, how do she think of running out and recruiting?"

"I heard that Miss Shen is not willing to marry, and she only wants to marry the devil. Shen has no way to do it. I want to get a knife and a mess."

No loss is the martial arts world, there are always people around to be able to explain.

Tang Zhen thinks that it is not only this way, Shen family is so rich, how can he so eager to marry her daughter, I am afraid that Miss Shen Jia thinks that there must be her in the heart of the demon teacher, this will be a deliberately arrogant pendulum In the fall, I want to make the other person unable to hold back and come back to find her.

I am afraid that this kind of drama can be used for a female owner, but Miss Shen has not even published a name in the original book.

Can the demon teacher really be attracted by her downfall?

Tang Yan expressed doubts.

This is slightly different from the way of recruiting relatives. If you want to go to the stage, you must first be able to catch the hydrangea thrown by Miss Shen and catch the hydrangea. This is the qualification.

The guardian of Shen is the guardian of Shen.

Seeing that the hour is almost coming, many people are starting to make the Miss Shen family start quickly. Tang Yan does not think that there is anything good to look at, so he is ready to go.

Miss Shen was a little restless when she was squatting. She looked back and forth in the crowd, but she couldn’t find the person she thought about. Although she heard that the demon teacher is very good at changing things, Miss Shen Still confident that I can recognize him in the crowd at a glance.

When the time has come, even if she is not reluctant, she has to throw the hydrangea in her hand.

Even if she really has to marry someone, at least she hopes that the other person is handsome.

Miss Shen looked at the meeting on the second floor, and finally found a man with a temperament that was completely different from ordinary people in the group of melons and melons. Although she was nervous, she tried to force the person who had abandoned the mess. Her future happiness, she is still determined to throw the hydrangea in the direction of the man.

When Tang Hao took the white scorpion and took a few steps, she turned her head and noticed it. When she turned back, she found that the hydrangea of ​​the red dragonfly was flying straight in their direction, not so much as they were in their direction. The quasi-going to the day is thrown.

They have already walked out of the crowd a few steps away. So, even if Miss Shen will not throw it, will not throw the hydrangea so far?

Tang Yan saw the white pipa and noticed the hydrangea, but he was not moved on the surface. Even if the hydrangea fell on the ground, no one would pick it up. It was not his appearance.

However, there was no one to pick up the hydrangea. The fact that the hydrangea fell on the ground was too hurtful. Tang Yan was a bit unbearable. She let go of the hand holding the white scorpion and stood in front of him. When the hydrangea flew, he kicked it back to the crowd.

Everyone suddenly nervously went to see who received the hydrangea, including Miss Shen, who was watching on the second floor.

The hydrangea was received by a scholar who was unremarkable. He originally stood at the outermost side of the crowd. Obviously, he did not participate in the willingness to participate in the contest at the beginning. At this time, he held a hydrangea and was at a loss.

The people around me were finally relieved. The scholarly text was weak and weak. At first glance, it was not the opponent of the burly guard on the stage.

"Please come to the singer's son."

The scholar holds the hydrangea and his face hurts. He just came to see the excitement. How did it become watched?

He glanced at the girl who kicked the hydrangea to him. Although it looked like a 12-year-old, but the foot just took a little internal force. If it wasn’t a bit of a kung fu, I’m afraid I couldn’t pick it up. The ball that lives her.

This is really a good heart, is it to give Mr. Shen Jia a good martial arts?

The initiator has already taken the white man around him, and he has to go on stage to pretend.

The scholar felt that his heart was tired. He sighed and held a hydrangea helplessly on the stage. The guards of Shen’s family were still a bit level. Although they could not be said to be powerful, they did not casually practice martial arts. Two years of people can deal with it.

I know that Shen Jia is so easy to marry his daughter.

As the scholar thought about it, he unfolded the folding fan in his hand. Miss Shen Jia is indeed a beautiful woman who is proficient in the chess and calligraphy paintings, but even if she is beautiful, once she falls in love, it is very easy. It will be annoying.

However, it is too ugly to lose or lose. If the performance is defeated at once, it is not very faceless.

It’s beautiful to play in twenty or thirty rounds.

............

Before I said it, the hydrangea kicked into his arms. I don’t know which girl?

After Tang Hao pulled the white shackles, he did not pay attention to the specific situation of recruiting relatives over there. Compared with the contest that had nothing to do with her, the person around him was obviously more pleasant and happy.

"Is there anything happy?" She wandered in front of him strangely, looking at his delicate face that was too much. "You seem to be in a good mood."

She didn't say that she didn't even notice herself. When she asked for the exit, he realized that he was unconsciously happy for that little thing.

"Nothing special." He did not admit it but asked her, "Do you have any more places to go?"

Tang Yan looked at him suspiciously for a while, and saw that he still looked like a light life in the past, and he was not willing to follow his question: "I want to buy a new book."

Tang Hao himself did not know exactly where the ancient words were bought, so he told him what kind of words he wanted to buy, and this was brought to the face with a subtle whiteness. In the store.

The shop is very old, and it seems that there is no business at all, but unexpectedly, it is quite big, and the types of words are very numerous.

She didn’t know what she saw, she saw her indulging in the world of words, and determined the location of the store. He could always pay attention to it and lifted his foot to a certain direction.

As soon as she passed away, Tang Yan noticed that she had put down the words in her hand and wanted to go out and check the door of the shop.

Who knows that she just took a head and hit a person directly.

The man who was hit by her seemed to be afraid that she would fall, and she would help her.

Tang Yan looked up and saw each other as a scholar. There was nothing particularly outstanding in her appearance, and the people she knew in this world were also those of the Tang family. However, the scholars in front of her eyes had a subtle feeling that she had a familiar feeling.

"Are you okay?" he asked with some concern.

His voice is also the same as his looks, quite ordinary, can not be said to be good or not good.

"Nothing."

So swaying God, Tang Yan almost had to forget what he had to do before, she ran out of the shop door, only to find that the shadow of the white long ago did not know where to go.

Tang Hao went back to the store with a dejected head and decided to find a good book to be able to look at it when the Tang family was bored except for the Wushu Raiders.

She picked up the words, but the scholar who had been hit by her earlier came forward and said to her: "Girl, do you remember Xiaosheng?"

Before Tang Yi felt that he seemed to be a bit familiar. At this time, he asked this question. Obviously, he had seen it before, but she had not been in the city for less than a day.

"Ah, you are the one who caught the hydrangea before." It is the appearance of this person that is too ordinary, and even the ordinary one will even forget it.

The scholars seem to have some helplessness. "The hydrangea is clearly a girl who kicks the ball to the niche. How can it be said that Xiaosheng catches it?"

He said that it is obvious that he did not have the ambition to meet the wishes of Miss Shen Jiada. Don Juan was a little embarrassed. "You can get a hydrangea and you have to go to the stage to fight. Have you won?"

It’s not that Tang’s little look at the guards on the platform, but there are still big gaps between the people who have studied in the world and those who are strong and strong.

Although the scholar in front of the book looked at the weak, he seemed to easily catch the hydrangea he kicked with his internal force. It would not be an ordinary weak scholar. It is not a problem to win the guard.

"Small students are only willing to spend a lifetime with those who love each other. Even if Miss Shen Jia is a beautiful woman, it is no different from ordinary women in the eyes of Xiaosheng."

Tang Zhen thinks that he said it makes sense. "Miss Shen chess is very good at painting and you don't like it. What kind of woman do you like?"

She just asked casually, but the scholar said: "Small students are also very curious, what kind of man do you like?"

This is a bit of a slap in the face.

Although he did not answer her question and asked himself, Tang Yan did not feel that there was anything wrong with this question. Tang Yan raised his finger to the white back from the outside and replied very honestly.

"I like to look good, like him."

Bai Yan walked towards her pace.