His Royal Highness the Prince made a slight turn on his way back and came to the Guangling River.
It is the August tide, the tide watching tourists come from the south and the north, the grand occasion is unprecedented, after the Spring and Autumn Festival, there is no previous national border separation, the scholars are more and more unimpeded to study and the ranger with the sword, along with the exploration of the secluded scenery are also more and more popular, the tide of Guangling and the Emei Golden Dome Buddha Light and the Wudang Dynasty are called the three wonders of the world.
Dayanji is the best viewing point of the first-line tide, the best in the world, today there is more Guangling sailor review, the vassal king Zhao Yi will come to the pressure array.
Guangling is rich and dignitaries are dragged to watch the tide, compared with the people of the Shu Hanshi market, although the number of the former is small, but naturally occupies the best viewing position of seven or eight out of ten, put down a few cases of beds, full of wine, delicacies and fruits, invite generations of good Qingliu celebrities, talk and laugh together to guide the country.
When the tide pours into the horn mouth bay, there will be a subordinate to the Guangling water division of the ship to lead the tide head, the two sides of the strait stretch for ten miles, all are cars and horses in gorgeous clothes, the big Yanji review platform by the Guangling King Zhao Yi ordered, when you can vaguely see the boat and the tide head coming, the drum shakes the sky, the tide and the drum sound are endless, the people can see that there is a white line on the foggy river surface from east to west, the white rainbow Hengjiang, the tide head also gradually rises with the advancement, arrives near the big Yanji, the highest can reach four zhang, overwhelming.
His Royal Highness the Prince of the World came down a little late, and the suitable places for watching the tide on the riverside had already been filled with tents or tables, and when he heard the deafening cheers, he could already guess that the tide ship was about to approach, so he had to abandon the carriage and let Shu Xi and Yang Qingfeng stay in place to guard, but before the separation, His Royal Highness the Prince smiled and reminded the two servants to sit on the roof of the car and watch the scenery.
The blue bird had a small altar in his hand, and the Chixia sword, a relic of Lu Qiantang, hung on his waist, Xu Fengnian walked in the front, Murong Wuzhu was delicate, and he was holding him, with her surname that went with the flow, maybe she was scattered and didn't have the cheekiness to shout for help.
Emperor Murong Tong leaned on the right side, and some of the disciples who liked to join in the fun and rub the oil were about to make a move, and they were slapped by Emperor Murong Tong, or kicked their legs hard, and their hands and feet were unambiguous, and most of the prodigal and sloppy people who suffered losses wanted to get back from this little lady immediately, but when they saw the brocade fox Qiu of Xu Fengnian as the leader, they immediately lost their momentum, retracted their hands, looked for another target, and picked a few soft persimmons to start.
Chen Yu, who was captured in Zhuhai, is the same as Pei Nanwei, wearing a dense hat on his head, and his body is enchanting, still better than the indistinguishable Murong sister and brother, but these two big stunners on the rouge list are closely behind His Royal Highness the Prince, there is Murong Tonghuang on the right and slapping all the way, and on the left, there is a maid Blue Bird with a sword scabbard to clear the obstacles, no one can get close, the old man in sheepskin Qiu is in charge of the palace, there is nothing to do, many times the eyes are lost on the woman surnamed Chen, to be precise, on the small waist, the old sword god has a hundred years of experience, I still have to admit that Xu Xiaozi's vision of picking women is even more brilliant than climbing on the martial arts, this is not convincing Li Chungang, the old sword god is busy admiring Pei Nanwei's ass, Shu Xi's chest, and Murong sister and brother's and sisters, feasting their eyes, but what they see the most is the strange woman surnamed Chen, especially her thin and soft waist, tsk, it really makes the audience frightened, how is the woman's style, look at the aura, look at her eyes, look at the style, and look at the waist that connects the upper and lower levels, and walk slowly, If the swing of the small waist is too large, it will be charming and charming, but if it is too small, it is a little childish, which is the origin of the old saying that there are rivers and mountains on the waist of women.
But this Chen Yumei is absolutely beautiful, the old sword god is beautiful and delicious, but there is a trace of doubt, the timing and place of her appearance are too coincidental, and she is too calm after being kidnapped by Xu Xiaozi, which is beyond the scope of everyone's ladies and not being surprised, observing the qi, this stunning color with mysteries all over his body is not a person who practices martial arts, after all, there can be a few old dogs in the world who are simple and honest Zhao Xuansu tried to ask her what her reliance was The old man Qiu Li squinted, and the group finally rushed out of the sea of people, and then on the riverside occupied by the wealthy clan of Guangling, There are many sturdy servants with tigers and bears standing around their chests, intimidating the people, some of the children of the gate valve, and hiring many famous guests on the rivers and lakes, with swords and hanging swords, powerful and powerful, there is a look, the two areas, the distinction between Jing Wei and Wei, which is very similar to the Baoguo Temple Qushui Liuyu celebrities disdain to sit at the same table with ordinary people.
Xu Fengnian is about to be stained with the light of the beauties around him, with him as the center, a circle of vacuum is formed nearby, when he arrives here, he does not need to stand on tiptoe to watch the tide, the old man Li stands with his hands in his hands, looking at the first line of tide on the river that is as fast as thunder, his expression is gloomy, when one person and one sword looked at the world, on the Guangling River, the sword stepped on the tide, how high-spirited, now that he is old, the sword is more and more skilled, but he wants to go to the woods to show the forest in the mood are not good.
The old man who now only likes to idle and buckle his feet does not know that after he made this feat, he attracted countless heroes of the rivers and lakes to show their magnificent tide on the Guangling River one after another, and the powerful man carried a thousand catties of Dading and smashed the tide angrily, there were swordsmen boating against the tide, and there were amazing archers with amazing strength, colliding with the tide, stirring up a thousand waves, Lu Qiantang practiced swords on the riverside for more than ten years before becoming famous, isn't it the abundance of admiring the sword god Li Chungang and walking the rivers and lakes with a sword, but unfortunately after Zhao Yi entered the territory of the old Western Chu, the Guangling sailor dragon and tiger stood here, How can anyone who is suspicious of the long-term Jianghu people dare to fiddle with the master's shelf, regardless of the scale or combat power of the Guangling Water Division, it ranks first among the Dynasty Water Divisions, far from the kind of embroidered pillows of the Qingzhou Water Division can be compared, once the war starts, it is estimated that it is not enough to plug the teeth of Guangling.
Every year, in addition to the great feudal king Zhao Yi overlooking all living beings on the Dayan Rock, the most limelight must be the tide that symbolizes the Guangling sailor, who crosses the river alone.
At this moment, everyone on both sides of the strait looked at each other, and the huge ship was a dime light.
Turn off T Ads gt A young general stood by his sword, with bright armor and a heroic posture, which attracted the hearts of countless little ladies and ladies.
The southern scholars become forests, magnificent, go to any temple Taoist temple, look around, the walls are full of poetry and calligraphy, it is some leaky cold inns, you can see all kinds of talented travel articles, so they really see too much to listen to too many scholars of the same age, the current one, the thesis, has not yet been crowned with the top three to give the same Jinshi origin, and write a wonderful cursive, known as a book, no matter the cross on the paper, it has always been written in one stroke, without carving.
On martial arts, once won a swordsmanship master of Guangling Wangfu on the school field, this Wen Tao martial arts strategy, are first-class amorous, undoubtedly Guangling deserves the number one handsome, even the domineering Guangling prince is willing to worship his brother, and respect him as a brother.
When the ship sailed by, many of the tourists who prepared the bonfire reeds were thrown into the Guangling River, and prayed to the Guangling Dragon King, these people were all men and women of the local wealthy families or foreign gate valves, and the ordinary people died and brought a bunch of reeds, most of them were some distance from the riverside, where did they have the courage to throw the bonfire, in case of lack of strength, they did not throw into the Guangling River, but smashed on the tents of the luxurious descendants, and a sturdy beating was indispensable.
Before he had time to escape, he was caught by the murderous servant and evil slave, flipped to the ground, punched and kicked, and did not dare to make a sound, so he could only crawl back to the pile with a blue nose and swollen face.
Xu Fengnian was the most notorious big man in the dynasty, he didn't see it strange, and he didn't have the chivalrous heart to help him when he saw injustice, he didn't hear any grievances, he just pursed his cold lips, wrapped in a snow fur and walked quietly, there were two piles of cups in front of him, and a few sturdy servants stepped forward to block the way, and were slapped away by the blue bird with a sword scabbard without saying a word, and spun twice in the air before falling to the ground, fainting on the spot.
Xu Fengnian ignored the noise of several Guangling families, walked to the riverside, happened to have a line of tide surging, took the jar and the Chixia sword from the hands of the blue bird, first threw the jar containing Lu Qiantang's ashes into the river, threw a sword, hit the small altar, and the ashes were sprinkled in the river tide.
For the death of Lu Qiantang, Xu Fengnian can't talk about how to mourn, but since he has accepted the last wish of the Dongyue swordsman, he must complete it as agreed, Xu Fengnian clapped his hands, squatted down, looked at the tide rolling forward, and said softly: "It is said that a strong man will not die, and he will be famous when he dies."
No wonder you have to scold when you are dying. ” Xu Fengnian stood up and found that Chen Yu looked at the back of the man on the battleship, covered by a hat, and couldn't see her face clearly, but it felt a little strange.
Xu Fengnian glanced at the children of the Guangling nobles who were still chattering, and after they subconsciously shut up in fright, they turned their heads to the taciturn woman and joked: "What, you are good" She shook her head indifferently and said, "He once mentioned the similarities between calligraphy and swordsmanship, and his insights are unique.
Cursive writing is less blank and sparse, more blank and mysterious, gestures open and close, and put it on the swordsmanship.
Xu Fengnian interrupted very ungracefully: "It's boring to talk on paper." ” Chen Yu stopped talking and laughed at it.
Cast pearls before swine.
Although Xu Fengnian said that he was small and narrow-minded, he still had a little self-knowledge left, and laughed at himself: "Let's do not conspire with each other, Chen Yu, since we are already a family, you might as well make it clear, but there was a sweetheart." ” Chen Yu asked calmly: "If there is, will you kill him?"
Hearing a murderous word from the mouth of a beauty, it had a unique charm, Xu Fengnian laughed unashamedly: "I like your surname, it's just right to be a brother-in-law." ” Chen Yu looked at Da Yanji, where there was a bloated man in a python robe that was almost torn, and she sighed for no reason.
Xu Fengnian smiled and asked, "Don't scare me, you are implicated with Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling."
Chen Yu's face was as usual and he didn't make a sound.
Xu Fengnian inserted his hands into his cuffs and said softly: "Let's go, go back to Beiliang." ” Chen Yu didn't move, hesitated, and said, "Someone wants me to go to the capital, you can't stop me." ” Xu Fengnian stopped, with a playful face: "Who is such a toad who opens his mouth indiscriminately, he will swallow the sky and vomit the earth at every turn."
Chen Yu stared at the face of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, without any joke.
Xu Fengnian's face turned strange.
Chen Yushen bent down to pick up a bunch of reed flowers on the ground, threw them into the Guangling River, and said: "When I was three years old, I was counted by Longhu Mountain and Qin Tianjian together, and it belonged to the laurel into the temple. ” The old man in sheepskin Qiu, who had been watching coldly, said angrily: "It's either a queen or a concubine." ” Xu Fengnian sighed, and there was no follow-up
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