Xu Feng, who was kicked, was confused and said: "Practice" The old sword god sneered and said: "Otherwise, you can still practice with real swords and real guns, Princess Jing'an, you kid is willing to give up the rhubarb court."
Thick-skinned Xu Fengnian was still a little embarrassed, not dwelling on this topic, approaching the bonfire and sitting down beside Yu Youwei, Ning Emei came over with some golden roast meat in one hand, and handed it to His Royal Highness the Prince and the old sword god respectively, the hungry Xu Fengnian bit the game, and joked: "General Ning sit down together, let's touch the fairy spirit of the old sword god together." ” After Ning Emei, who had removed his armor but still carried a halberd bag, sat down, his face was shy, this martial general looked fierce and vicious, but his voice and surname were diametrically opposed.
Xu Fengnian looked at General Ning, who was elegant, and laughed inexplicably, a large number of people on the bonfire looked at each other, Xu Feng asked Ning Emei in a young voice: "Fighting on the battlefield, some generals and fierce men like to shout some heroic words about thieves taking their lives or taking your dog's head, General Ning, but your soft tone, why am I always curious about this during this time." ” Ning Emei's rough face reflected the firelight, and he couldn't see whether he was blushing or not, scratching his head and laughing: "When I first became a colonel, I also wanted to learn from those brave and warlike seniors in the military book to shout in front of the battle, and later fought side by side with the general, and went to the battlefield as a pioneer, and as soon as he shouted a word, he was stopped by the general and scolded him, saying that if he played the halberd, he would play the halberd, what nonsense, and he hiccuped with the girls, and the momentum was not even comparable to the man farting, and the general reprimanded him and said don't embarrass the Beiliang Army."
After that, I didn't dare to shout on the battlefield anymore, and when I killed, I killed, I just killed. ” "I knew that you were going to be scolded by Xu Xiao so bloody."
Xu Fengnian laughed heartily, his tattered image at this time was not much better than the beggar dress who had traveled for three years, and when he laughed, he was holding the barbecue in his hand, and he saw that Princess Jing'an was in a trance not far away.
Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, does not need to say, he has always been spotless and sanctimonious, and even the son Zhao Xun has always been tired of eating and not getting tired of the tricky style, from the room decoration to the jade around the waist, all of which are treasures, and the word cheesy has absolutely no fate.
After Xu Fengnian glanced at Princess Pei, he smiled at Li Chungang, who was gobbling up, and said, "Senior, how can General Ning's halberd method be called perfect."
Hearing this, Ning Emei immediately fidgeted, and sure enough, the most poisonous old man in sheepskin Qiu spit out a bone, and said with a smile: "Wang Mingyin, who is perfect, and the empty-handed halberd should be extraordinary, why is it still ranked eleventh in the world, you kid, if you want the old man to guide this guy in the halberd method, just say directly, don't bend your intestines." ” Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "I ask the old-timers to give advice." ” The old sword god said impatiently: "I'll talk about it when I'm in the mood later." ” Xu Fengnian saw that the man with the halberd Ning Emei was just indulging in shock and surprise, and quietly stretched out his legs and kicked it, the latter's body was shocked, and he hugged his fists and said: "Ning Emei thanked the old sword god." ” Old man Li glared and said: "What old sword god, after recognizing Deng Tai'a as the new sword god, it is not enough to say that he has never fought with this junior, and the old man is still the sword god of the rivers and lakes for a hundred years." ” Ning Emei was full of fear, where could he understand Li Chungang's heart and temper, so he had to ask for help and look at His Royal Highness the Prince.
Xu Fengnian waved his hand, signaling Ning Emei to leave first, just wanted to make a round, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little clay figure holding a book there to wipe his tears, his slender shoulders trembled, stretched out his head and vaguely saw the title of the book, and smiled dumbly, it was Wang Chudong's first snow, but I didn't know how many volumes I had read.
Xu Fengnian sat over, grabbed it gently, glanced at it, looked at the page, Jiang Ni was already reading the end, probably for the sentence that I wish that there would be lovers in the world who would eventually become dependents, and I didn't wait for the little clay man to get mad, so he returned the book to her, and joked: "It's all fictional stories, you can read tears, and countless crazy men and women in the world have shed tens of thousands of pounds of tears for this book, not much for you." ” Jiang Ni held the first snow book tightly, with teary eyes, choked up and scolded: "Do you think anyone is like you with a heart of stone?"
Li Chungang said lively: "The old man has a few glances, the love in the book is okay, but this Wang Dongxiang's poem is really good, tracing the sages, and is well versed in the golden and stone charm of the poem."
However, there are a few articles that are out of standard, I don't know who to learn from the bad habits, a large number of years to move the old Zhuang Yi Sanxuan, especially some rare words stripped from the Buddhist scriptures, to the old man to comment, is born Zen disease.
However, after the Spring and Autumn War, hundreds of thousands of scholars fled from Zen, so it cannot be said that this Wang Dongxiang is not talented enough, but just adapts to the times. ” Suddenly, Xu Fengnian and the old man stared at each other with a very tacit understanding, and they looked at each other for a while.
These two guys smiled strangely at the same time, but Li Chungang smiled a little more embarrassed.
The two sighed at the same time, and even Jiang Ni couldn't help but collect his emotions, muttering curiously what happened to these two guys.
She naturally didn't know that the alias of the old sword god, Li Qingdan, was a gift poem from a lady, that woman was the same as Wang Dongxiang, and she was also a poet in the Shilin literary world at that time, but the most brilliant chapters in her life were all written for Li Chungang, who was in love.
It's a pity that Li Chungang has no distractions, he is very fond of Haohao's swordsmanship, and when he was young, he completely ignored the love of his children, and how many women were saddened by this, and they couldn't feel at ease until they died.
In this matter, Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang are so similar The old sword god murmured sadly: "This little girl in Wang Dongxiang has a great immortal spirit, a book of the first snow has already exhausted the world, it is the old man, who earlier boasted of being the first loose man in the world, after reading this book, he was drunk on the head, only to know that idleness and lightness are fake, what bullshit and eloquent louse, what self-proclaimed craggy and even more fragmented, I am afraid that I still can't escape that sentence of children's love, heroic shortness."
Looking back at Qi Xuanjiao's parting words, he said that as long as he was under the mountain, he would be detained by a piece of spiritual talisman between the two fingers of Dao Ancestor, and he would not be able to escape no matter what. ” Li Chungang raised his hand, took a wine bag thrown by His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, poured it hard, swept away the stuffiness in his chest, and asked with a smile: "How can others know the author's thoughts when he wrote the book."
The next time you see the little girl who was named Wang Dongxiang, ask a question for the old man, she is young and stays at home, how can she borrow the mouth of a scoundrel in the book to say that all kinds of difficult things in the world can be done on a woman's lap. ” Xu Fengnian nodded.
He didn't read much of the first snow, but everyone around him seemed to be trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself, the eldest sister and Jiang Ni also shed countless tears of sympathy, and even the notorious Beiliang sworn friend Li Hanlin came out of the sun and came out of the west with sadness, plus Princess Jing'an, who was reading the first snow when they met for the first time, Wang Dongxiang's book fans are countless, no wonder it is known as a thousand people who read thousands of snows, it seems that they want to take the time to appreciate it.
Xu Fengnian lowered his head and chewed the meat, Yu Youwei reminded softly, saying that there was still a set of clean clothes left in the carriage, Xu Fengnian hummed, raised his head and said: "In the next day, you and Grandpa Wei will paint the talisman patterns of the four armors together, and I may not be able to be idle." ” Yu Youwei put her pointed chin on the snowy and lazy Wu Meiniang's body, and said softly, "Okay." ” Xu Fengnian said with some guilt: "Have you been frightened by the daytime fighting?"
Yu Youwei smiled and shook her head.
Xu Fengnian immediately showed his fox tail, and said, "Is my sword technique very stylish?"
Yu Youwei glanced at her charmingly.
Jiang Ni, who was sitting next to Xu Fengnian and carefully protecting the snow on his head, snorted coldly, very unpopular.
Xu Fengnian stretched out his fingers and flicked an insect that I didn't know whether it was a mosquito or a moth to the cheek of the little clay man, the force was not light or heavy, and he flicked several in succession, and teased: "Let you slander the iron heart of this world, and let you be a lazy person who does not practice swords." ” The poor and pathetic little clay man had a sore cheek, and his teeth and claws were angry.
The old sword god turned his head, out of sight and out of mind.
Xu Fengnian accepted it when he saw it, teased the little clay figure who had no rut with him, and got up to go to the carriage where the blue bird was, and Shu Xi and Yang Qingfeng guarded cautiously near the carriage.
Xu Fengnian waved his hand to signal the two of them to step back, boarded the car and bent down into the carriage, gently hugged the blue bird in his arms, closed his eyes and slowly exhaled, the highest floor of the rhubarb court, can give birth to one hundred and eight green lotus flowers in the body, every trick and acupoint are secretly combined with the heavens, and the world's mouth describes the upright person standing up to the sky, which is the most suitable metaphor for the rhubarb court.
Not only to be carried by the sky, but also to be close to the earth, is the true person of heaven.
Li Chungang added a few pieces of firewood and threw them into the bonfire, looked at the sullen Jiang Ni, and asked tentatively: "Do you want to practice swords?"
Jiang Ni's face hesitated, her handsome face was beautifully reflected by the firelight, she was really a natural beauty embryo.
The Emperor of Western Chu is a handsome and graceful character, and the queen is a peerless beauty in the history of the Spring and Autumn Period, the King of Guangling once openly said that he wanted to accept the queen as a concubine, and the smoke of the West Wall had just fallen, and the King of Guangling had already sent a messenger to find the general Xu Xiao, as long as the latter was willing to hand over the Queen of Western Chu to him as a forbidden pet, he could promise to give Xu Xiao six thousand Wei soldiers under his command, and he never thought that Xu Xiao promised to agree, but after entering the palace, he just threw a white silk to the honorable stunner.
The old sword god lowered his voice and said: "Little clay man, the old man's real ability to press the box is still hidden, originally I wanted to keep it to deal with Wang Xianzhi and Deng Tai'a, as long as you want to learn, the old man will definitely teach you." ” Jiang Ni said calmly: "It's good to learn words." ” Li Chungang, who was injured by this Nizi again, sighed and continued to drink while dealing with the barbecue.
Don't really say it, with His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, this is the most comfortable, the clothes can't reach out, anyway, the sheepskin fur on the body fits well, but it's not easy to open your mouth for food, in the past, walking the rivers and lakes, the world only saw how magnificent and domineering his sword god sword was, where it was clear that the opponent on the sword path was easy to deal with, but his own five visceral temples were difficult to serve, especially in inaccessible places, it was easy to find game, but it was really troublesome to barbecue by yourself.
What if the world is invincible, you don't need to eat, drink, and don't fart The old sword god looked around, and glared at the Jiudoumi Taoist priest who looked at him with a look of reverence, what do you see, a lot of people are old, and they are still like this, and the old man has flowers or silver on his face Li Chungang sighed in his heart, looking at it, it is still Jiang Ni who is the most agreeable, as for that kid, it is so-so and pleasing to the eye.
Princess Pei got up with Yu Youwei and asked quietly, "Where are the horse teams going next?"
Yu Youwei said calmly: "It's no surprise that I went directly to Jiangnan Road." ” Princess Pei was about to speak, but the old man who was disrespectful to the old man threw a barbecue bone on her round buttocks that her clothes couldn't hide her style, and said with a smile: "Be careful at night, that kid always peeks at you."
By the way, just now he also told the old man that he would let you put on a lot of poses, what Guanyin sits on the lotus, the old man pushes the cart, the old tree is rooted, and the roast goose hugs the moon, anyway, the old man doesn't understand it, I don't know if you, the princess of Jing'an, understand.
It is estimated that the eighteen martial arts have been practiced, how can it be dawn, or I don't know if the old man will call you to have breakfast or a good person to do it to the end, and send some supper to the two of you later."
Pei Nanwei even has the heart to die
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