The goddess of harvest smiled faintly. "It’s good that it can help you."

Zong Yue smiled gently, and she knew in her heart that the goddess of harvest had already died. She said that this man was a goddess of harvest in front of her, rather than a goddess of harvest, and a projection fell on her heart.
She is asking herself through the projection port.
She seems to be surrounded by wolves in the desert, and the tourists know that it is a wrong way to go, and they dare not look back.
From a long time ago, when she was looking for someone to refine the method for Xie, she thought about separating her from this soft-hearted person, and now she finally got her wish.
Zong Yue said, "I will give you my name, appearance, conscience, and past. From today on, you are a bright moon and the world is beautiful, and I am just a rotten mouse who has climbed out of a rotten ditch and is determined to take revenge. If I fail, you live for me; If I succeed, you will accompany me to death. "
She resigned herself to her destiny, and she gave all her memories of beauty to this person, and she bore the rest of her guilt and resentment.
Let heaven decide whether she is right or wrong.
With her soft voice, Bai Yueguang was seven points similar to Zong Yue, and the goddess of harvest gradually began to converge with Zong Yue. Her body was high and her face was thin, and her dark eyes gradually turned into a light brown color like Zong Yue.
Different from Zong Yue’s silence, in the moonlight, her brown eyes are as gentle as the early spring breeze blowing through a lake.
Zong Yue has never seen such brilliance in the mirror since he was twenty years old.
Gentle, gentle, kind, quiet and elegant, this is what she once expected of herself, but she can also be once.
Perhaps the goddess of harvest in front of her can be cast into a puppet to complete what she once expected.
"Master, you want to let her out?" Qing feng asked
"How is that possible?" Zong Yue sneered, "What’s the difference between letting her out with her and me and those idiots who give their lives to others?"
In Qingfeng’s surprised eyes, the newborn "Zong Yue" was sunk by Zong Yue at the bottom of the lake, and then reflected the thick ice layer on the sparkling lake in the moonlight.
"Not surprisingly, she will never come unless I die."
*
"I don’t know why I always feel that you are very different from yesterday when I see you today," said the maid-in-waiting.
Zong Yue looked up at the maid-in-waiting with a smile on his lips when he was putting on his boots. "Really?"
Her smile is gentle, her eyes are soft and kind, and she looks at the ladies-in-waiting in this gentle sight, but she doesn’t know how nervous she is.
Maybe it’s an illusion. The maid-in-waiting brushed her left chest and hesitated. She would summon up courage and ask, "Is something happy?"
Today she looks much more relieved than yesterday.
Zong Yue smiled faintly. "Sort of." Seeing that the maid-in-waiting tried to ask Zong Yue to change the subject, "Speaking of which, have you figured out how to get close to the Jingye Temple?"
Maid-in-waiting one leng honestly replied, "I’m not ashamed to say that you kindly gave me advice, but I haven’t thought about it yet. Maybe I’ll ask my aunt in charge to take me to take care of Jingye Temple."
When she arrived at the Jingye Temple, she naturally had the opportunity to show her "ambitious temperament"
Zong Yue didn’t want to hit the woman in front of him, but she still smiled gently and said, "Being selected and offering can be very different from taking the initiative."
Maid-in-waiting eyes are puzzled
Zong Yue said, "Go now. If he asks you … you can answer …"
It was not until the maid-in-waiting figure left that Qingfeng appeared and asked, "Master, I don’t know what you want to help her?"
Zong Yue smile "how to help? The temple said he couldn’t see me. I wanted to prove that I could show him anyone. "
*
Fairy world maoshi
Genius just bright Feng steward looked at already prepared together in the main hall of Xingning Square waiting for his Zong Yue satisfied nod.
According to the rules of Taichuan Hangfu, the fairy attendants arrived at the main hall of Xingning Square at two o’clock. I didn’t expect Song Linlai to come so early.
"Song Lin, are you here so early?"
Zong Yue replied lightly, "Today is my first day as a cop and I dare not delay."
"Good," said Feng, the steward. "I’ll tell you about this Taichuan House rule when I’m free. After half an hour, you can go with her to Hongyi Xianjun to stay in Qingtongtai temporarily."
Zong Yue listened to Feng Guanchang’s teachings with demure eyes for a moment.
As Mao Shi approached the main hall of Xingning Square for two hours, the number of people gradually increased, and most of them left in front of Feng Guanchang. Seeing that Mao Shi had passed for three hours, peach branches had not yet appeared, and Feng Guanchang’s face gradually turned black.
She invited a fairy attendant to "go to Qingtongtai and ask where Aunt Taozhi is?"
Turned to Zong Yue way "you wait".
Zong Yue is "good"
It wasn’t long before the fairy waiter came back and told me that Aunt Taozhi wasn’t in Qingtongtai and the others didn’t know where she was going.
Manager Feng walked around doubtfully, saying, "Taozhi people have always tried their best to do things. Hongyi Xianjun came to Taichuan Hangfu several times because she served in Qingtongtai. Why did she lose track this time?"
*
Jing Ye, a genius, was sitting in front of the landscape pond in the courtyard and feeding the fish.
Sprinkle a handful of bait, colorful and alive. koi fish opened his mouth from the bottom of the water, enough to eat the bait. The golden scales shone in the rising sun, and the bait was quickly swallowed by the koi fish group, and they gathered together like hungry mouths.
Jing Ye got bored and scattered the remaining bait in his hand.
Fish are intertwined like weeds and then spread out like a flood after eating.
I don’t know Jing Ye suddenly remembered seeing that woman last night.
That woman is as beautiful as her aunt, and she is one of the best in the world, but she also has the same temper as her aunt, such as a bird in a cage with no edges and corners.
As early as when I witnessed my aunt’s love to give Chongyang Fu Li to my uncle bit by bit, Jing Ye vowed that he would rather seek evil intentions and chase money and disaster in the future than be so weak as her aunt.
Women have thousands of postures, and being virtuous and virtuous is the most important.
"temple"
The crisp voice of that woman behind him interrupt his meditation.
Looking back, he saw a woman dressed in a palace quietly looking at him ten feet away in fear and trembling. She was still holding a handkerchief in her hand, and it had been pulled out of shape.