Sword of Coming

Xu Xiaoqiao said: "Master asked me to ask Senior Sister if I want to go back."

Ruan Xiu said: "Come back, why don't you come back. I still want to listen to Mi Li telling stories. I haven't seen each other for so long, and Mi Li can make up a lot of things."

Xu Xiaoqiao felt that such a reason, Ruan Xiu said, was the most natural.

In an old bookshop in a small county town under the vassal of the Zhuying Dynasty, the book seller was an ordinary young woman named He Che, with a very good figure. The bookstore wandered around, but no one was taking advantage of it, at most it was just talking about it. The young woman didn't say much, and she turned a deaf ear to it. There is also a young scholar from a well-to-do family who is not considered a noble family in the county. He came here to buy books because he didn't want to drink.

At dusk today, He Che was sitting behind the counter, flipping through a book. After looking at the sky, he was about to get up and close the bookstore, and go back to his residence to rest. Not far away, there are two lanes away.

As soon as she put down her books, she found a young man with a sword on his back standing outside the door of the bookstore. Even though he was not trimmed, he still couldn't hide his handsome appearance.

She said softly: "My lord, I'm sorry, the shop is about to close."

He stood outside the threshold, as if he didn't dare to take a step, his lips trembled, and he tried to keep his tone calm, "I just passed by here and wanted to buy a few books, and I didn't mean to find you."

He cheek sighed slightly in his heart, such a lame reason, if you don't believe it yourself, can you deceive others?

But He Che didn't say much, sat back in the chair, picked up the book, and said softly: "If you really want to buy books, young master, you can choose the books yourself, and you can close the door later."

Still the young man has not crossed the threshold.

He Che just looked down at the books, taking advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun, even though his current state is not worth mentioning, he is not an ordinary person after all, so he still doesn't feel any embarrassment.

He summoned up his courage and said in a trembling voice, "Follow me to Fenglei Garden? Will you, Su Jia?"

Even if she didn't use that bit of blindness, even if she really changed into her current appearance, he could still recognize her at a glance.

Even if time goes back and she suddenly turns into a little girl, even if she suddenly turns into a white-haired old woman, Liu Baqiao will never miss her in the crowd.

It's just these words, how can he speak them, and why should he say them.

He Che raised his head and frowned, "Although I am no longer a direct disciple of Patriarch Hall, my name is still on the genealogy of the outer gate of Zhengyang Mountain. It is clear and clear. Mr. Liu, why do you say so?"

He Che paused for a moment, "But now I'm going down the mountain to practice, so don't call me Su Jia, Mr. Liu."

Liu Baqiao only felt that his heart, heart, and stomach were all twisted together, even though he was already a golden elixir bottleneck sword cultivator with a promising future, he still felt suffocated at this moment, and wanted to bend over to catch his breath.

Liu Baqiao asked, "What's your name now?"

He Che was a little tireless, "Mr. Liu, does it have something to do with you?!"

Liu Baqiao lowered his head and murmured softly, "I like you, and I've been looking for you for many years."

He Jiao, the female shopkeeper of the Shusi, or Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain, stood up and said, "Mr. Liu, I beg you, leave me the last bit of clean space, okay? Settling down here and starting a business, I am exhausted." The last bit of savings is not easy, Mr. Liu, I am different from you, this was the case before, and even more so now. Besides, I have never liked you, Mr. Liu, ask yourself, you and I have met several times, said a few words?"

Liu Baqiao raised his head and said with a sad smile, "I never spoke before, but only today."

Su Jia calmed down, "Young Master Liu, you should know that I don't like it, right?"

Liu Baqiao nodded.

Su Jia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Young Master Liu likes Su Jia. He is Liu Baqiao, a genius swordsman in Fenglei Garden. Does Su Jia want to be grateful to you?"

Liu Baqiao shook his head, "There is no such reason under the sun. You are right if you don't like me."

Su Jia closed the book, put it lightly on the table, and said, "Mr. Liu, if you feel guilty because your senior brother beat me when he asked the sword, then I can sincerely say to Mr. Liu that there is no need to do so. I don't remember hating your senior brother Huang He. On the contrary, I asked him the sword back then, and I know that Huang He is indeed far superior to me in terms of swordsmanship and cultivation. If you lose, you will lose. Besides, if Mr. Liu If I feel that after I am defeated, I will be expelled from the Patriarchal Hall and reduced to this level, and I will harbor resentment towards Zhengyang Mountain, so Mr. Liu misunderstood me even more."

Su Jia's eyes were clear, "I have been cultivating on the mountain since I was a child, and I have no memory of going down the mountain, so I have regarded Zhengyang Mountain as my only hometown since I can remember."

Liu Baqiao said softly: "As long as Miss Su continues to open a shop here, I will leave now, and I promise that I will never pester Miss Su again."

Su Jia laughed angrily and said, "I told you a long time ago that I have exhausted my savings by opening a bookstore here and buying a small house. Even if I want to move, where can I move? I just hope that Mr. Liu will keep his promise." Promise."

Liu Baqiao nodded and said, "Yes."

In the end, Liu Baqiao didn't step over the threshold, but asked, "Can I sit here for a while? Just for a while."

Su Jia was helpless.

That Liu Baqiao was really sitting on the threshold.

After Yu Hui stretched the figures on the street longer and longer, Liu Baqiao finally got up and left.

The beauty of the grain is actually a crop, and there are many good crops.

There's nothing wrong with liking such a woman.

Inside the bookstore, Su Jia shook his head, thinking only of such inexplicable things, it would be good to stop here.

The fact that Liu Baqiao liked her was actually not a secret between Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden in the early years, but Su Jia really didn't like him.

Su Jia closed the door of the bookstore and walked to the small house.

After the sword questioning, Su Jia lost everything, a sword peak, the identity of the ancestor hall, and the sword-raising gourd gifted by the master...

So much so that he is now covered in mud, so he can only hide in the market.

Before that, it wasn't that there were ups and downs, it's just that after all the troubles, big and small, were dealt with one by one, people came over.

For Zhengyang Mountain, as she herself said, she has no hatred, and even has an unshakable guilt.

Unforgettable, just some people, some words.

But for Li Tuanjing's closed disciple, now Huang He, the owner of Fenglei Garden, Su Jia has an indescribable fear that often wakes her up from nightmares.

Incomprehensible, extremely difficult to let go.

Huang He was on the Immortal Terrace of Fengxue Temple where the site was selected for the three sword-questioning sessions. The man was carrying a sword box full of small swords, but it was not the flying sword of his life.

A sword pierced through Su Jia's sword-holding hand, and once cut the red rope of the sword gourd hanging around his waist, and was finally nailed into both wrists by two flying swords.

After Su Jia fainted, the last scene before closing his eyes was that Huang He stepped on the Yangjian gourd and twisted it gently.

The mountain-like man seemed to be a powerful and invincible towering existence, but he was ruthless and cold-blooded everywhere.

Even when he saw Liu Baqiao today, Su Jia was actually trembling, because he couldn't help but think of the Yellow River, the nightmare, and the culprit.

Su Jia walked in the middle of a secluded alley, stretched out his hand and put it around his shoulder, as if he wanted to keep warm.

As he walked, Su Jia's face turned pale, and he turned his back against the wall, raised his hand again, and rubbed the center of his brow vigorously.

After a long time, Su Jia raised the back of his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and went to the small house.

Su Jia arrived at the end of an alley, opened the door, stood there blankly, and burst into tears instantly.

The woman looks like the other party, but just like Liu Baqiao can spot Su Jia at a glance, Su Jia can also spot the woman in front of him at a glance.

It was the master who took her up the mountain to practice.

But for some reason, there is no such record on the genealogy of the Patriarch Hall. Su Jia switched to the sect of an old ancestor of Zhengyang Mountain very early, and then became the direct successor of the Patriarch Hall.

As for her master, there is still no record of any disciples under her sect, and her master's seniority is not low, but her reputation in Zhengyang Mountain has never been obvious.

In the past, every time the Patriarch Hall discussed matters, her master almost never showed up, and the chair at the very back was always vacant, because she liked to travel with her master down the mountain, and often went away for ten or ten years.

The woman withdrew her blindfold, and it was the Zhengyang Mountain female cultivator who went to the Dali Imperial Study to participate in the discussion. She was sitting at the bottom at that time, and no one paid attention to her from the beginning to the end.

She looks young, but not beautiful.

She walked up to the teary-eyed Su Jia, stretched out her hand, touched Su Jia's head, and said with a soft smile, "Stupid boy. Master just left Zhengyang Mountain and traveled for a few years, and it turned into such a field." What, why, without Master by my side, I have always been that little girl who dare not walk at night by herself? If I had known earlier, I would not have sent you to Yuhua Peak."

Su Jia smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

It seems that with the master by my side, I can really not be afraid of anything, and become the carefree little girl back then.

The woman withdrew her hand, with a red string tied around her wrist.

The woman paused for a moment, then got up and left.

He didn't say that he would take Su Jia back to Zhengyang Mountain and restore his status as the direct heir of the Patriarch Hall, nor did he mention the future ownership of the sword gourd.

However, Su Jia felt that these days are not as difficult as imagined. Although there are many regrets in his heart, but guarding that book shop every day, earning silver and copper coins, he feels at peace, except for that nightmare of course.

After the woman left, she became an ordinary woman with plain clothes.

Not long after the woman left.

There was a knock on the door.

Su Jia quickly ran to open the door, mistaking it that the master had returned, and then Su Jia staggered back, shaking his body.

The heart of the sword has been destroyed, and Su Jia, who has fallen to the lower five realms, is not even as good as that ordinary woman at this moment.

The man stood outside the door with a cold expression, and said slowly: "Su Jia, you should be very clear that Liu Baqiao will definitely come to see you secretly in the future, just to keep you from knowing. Now you have two choices, or Go back to Zhengyang Mountain and live on, or find a man to marry and be honest with your husband and children. If after this, Liu Baqiao still does not give up on you and delays his sword practice, then I will make him give up completely .”

Su Jia clenched her lips tightly, blood oozing, but she couldn't utter a single word.

This person is none other than Huang He, the owner of Fenglei Garden who broke through the barrier at some unknown time.

If it weren't for the Fengxue Temple Sword Immortal Wei Jin, Huang He would be the number one sword genius in Aquarius Continent today.

After Huang He finished speaking, he left directly with his sword.

If Liu Baqiao wasn't someone highly valued by his master, Huang He wouldn't bother to care about such boring love affairs between men and women.

If it wasn't for Fengleiyuan, there must be another person who can shoulder the girder after Huang He's accident, Huang He doesn't even feel the need to pay attention to Liu Baqiao.

The two sides are also sword cultivators, but the avenues are too far apart.

Huang He has successfully exited the retreat this time, and has to wait for a certain ancestor Jianxiu of Zhengyang Mountain to ask the sword in Fenglei Garden.

Following Liu Baqiao all the way to this place, Huang He held back several times and didn't make a move. Every time he wanted to knock Liu Baqiao unconscious with a sword on the way, and drag him back to Fenglei Garden, so that this guy who squandered his talents could simply retreat. a hundred years.

Su Jia lost his mind and went to close the door, leaning against the door, slumped on the ground, and sobbed.

What will happen to the lingering Yellow River in the future?

Su Jia's master, the woman just walked out of the gate of the county city, looked up at the sky, and continued on her way, not to Zhengyang Mountain, but to find the next disciple.

As for the Wind and Thunder Garden, it will stop here in the next few hundred years.

The brothers and sisters became enemies.

It doesn't matter if there is only one Yellow River left, or one Liu Baqiao left, if it dies, it will be the next Li Tuanjing.

What's interesting is not that Su Jia doesn't like Liu Baqiao, and he won't like it in the future, but that Su Jia doesn't even know that what she already likes is actually the Yellow River.

If Liu Baqiao and Huang He are both half dead, of course it would be better.

As for the Zhengyang Mountain woman who was beheaded by Li Tuanjing hundreds of years ago, in fact, she is also the disciple of this woman who walked on foot, and like Su Jia, she is of the anonymous kind.

There are also some women who are not disciples, and they all have some relationship with her.

Or she also did some small things that have nothing to do with master and apprentice.

For example, how did Fengxue Temple Wei Jin meet and like He Xiaoliang.

In the early years of the Zhuying Dynasty, there were also some old almanac stories of old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

Unknowingly, she has played with and applauded Yizhou's swordsmanship luck for thousands of years. I dare not say all of it, but there is half of it.

Besides that, she once went to Tongye Island, and once left a prophecy in the Fushi Sect.

She shook her sleeves, raised her wrist slightly, looked down, smiled, closed her eyes, and walked forward slowly.

Many so-called smart people on the top of the mountain are also good at the calculation of the grassy snake line and the lying line for thousands of miles.

But there is only one thread in the world, and once it is formed, it will be difficult for the sword fairy to break. Even if it seems to be broken, it is still the thread that is broken and will be entangled for a lifetime.

Unless there is someone who has far-reaching calculations and is very good at peeling cocoons from the subtleties, there is hope to face this deadlock and feel a little better.

Once the thread is pulled, it's not a sword fairy who can't kill people, but often life is worse than death, and then death counts.

She never underestimated the enemy.

So some people who care about it have to bury a few more lines.

The infatuated kind in the world prefers sad things, makes fun of suffering, and enjoys it. If you are not sad, how can you be considered an infatuated person.

Her mind drifted away.

It's a pity that I haven't seen my brother for many years.

The last time was actually very close, and it could even be regarded as passing by. There is no way, as long as the senior brother wants to avoid her wholeheartedly, she may be blinded, and she might not recognize her even so close.

I heard that the last time he showed up was near the Tongyezhou Taoist Temple.

There is something wrong with the senior brother. He borrowed the red thread on his wrist from her. If he likes it, he will not return it.

The woman suddenly laughed at herself: "Isn't it already noticed?"

The woman shook her head and said with a smile: "It's absolutely impossible, how old is this. Why care about the little Zhengyang Mountain?"

A scruffy young man with a hunchback, first went to the small town restaurant to touch his little hand, begged for a few jokes, and then wandered to the street where Yang's shop was.

The boy Shi Lingshan, who is both a shop clerk and a disciple of old man Yang, is sitting behind the counter, "wading in the water" to refine his soul, his mind is immersed in it, and he looks at me silently, half asleep and half dead.

Su Dian, who is more diligent in practice than Shi Lingshan, is not practicing boxing with that weird method today. He just sits at the door and basks in the sun. Seeing senior brother Zheng Dafeng swaying towards him, Su Dian stands up, and Zheng Dafeng waves Said: "Su Yatou, why is she a little bit more handsome, if you continue to be so graceful, senior brother will feel even more frustrated when he thinks that he will eventually get married in the future."

Approaching Su's store, Zheng Dafeng stretched out his hands and beat his chest, heartbroken.

Su Dian asked: "Brother, are you looking for Master?"

Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "I don't want to find Master. It's just that it's so cold on the mountain, and the quilt can't cover the heat, and I'm freezing to death. Why don't I go down the mountain to move my legs and legs. Zheng girl, you are really good. It's only a few steps away, and I never thought of visiting senior brother, in a house as big as senior brother's, can't there be a Su girl who is as thin as a wicker?"

Su Dian shook his head and said, "I don't dare to spend the night there, I'm afraid that there will be rats running around at the bottom of the wall outside."

Zheng Dafeng said solemnly: "Su Yatou, it's really not that senior brother is talking about you. As a martial arts practitioner, you still have to cultivate the courage of a hero. How can you be so timid? Let's go to senior brother's place tonight Live, sharpen your courage and courage."

Su Dian said helplessly: "Brother, if there is something really wrong, please tell me directly."

If it weren't for knowing that this unscrupulous senior brother would only talk and not do anything, Su Dian would have turned against him long ago.

After Zheng Dafeng put his hands on his hands, he saw the small bench and wanted to sit down on it, it should be warmer.

In the end, he was picked up by Su Dian with his toes and held in his hand.

Zheng Dafeng stepped over the threshold, saw the stone spirit mountain, shook his head and said: "It is said that the moon is the first to be near the water, you are good, you can't even look down on a senior sister who gets along day and night, just wait, I will make you sad in the future .Which Jianghu Romance novel does not write about the senior sister or the junior sister walking the rivers and lakes and being deceived by the handsome and rich young man? Shi Lingshan, wake up, your senior sister is getting married!"

Shi Lingshan was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, he interrupted his practice, and glared at each other, "Zheng Dafeng, don't fan the flames here, talking nonsense!"

Zheng Dafeng rolled his eyes and said: "You can't even swear, you know a hammer."

Shi Lingshan was about to speak.

I never thought that the senior sister said: "Senior brother, you said before that if I want to break through the bottleneck of the four realms, or enter the fifth realm, I should choose an ancient battlefield site. Do you know what the senior brother is? I want to go out one trip."

Shi Lingshan was dumbfounded.

Zheng Dafeng squinted at the young man, "Senior brother didn't eat enough before he went down the mountain. If you don't go to the latrine, you won't have much to eat."

One of Shi Lingshan was sad, the other was sad and angry, adding up the two, he almost couldn't hold back his desire to compete with this Zheng Dafeng, but seeing the hunchbacked appearance of the other party, Shi Lingshan felt a little sad, so let it go.

Zheng Dafeng smiled, turned his head and said to Sudian: "There are a lot of them, but for such a big matter, Master has his own plans, and it's not my turn to bother."

Su Dian asked: "Brother also thinks that I can leave my hometown alone now?"

Zheng Dafeng shook his head and said: "Let's take a mop bottle with you. At least there is a helper. You are still in a shallow state and your brains are not bright. In the world outside, the danger is not in the realm of cultivation, but in people's hearts. Shi Lingshan Fortunately, you are usually soft-hearted, but at critical moments, you can be cruel. But you, usually hard-hearted, are troublesome. Su Yatou, after you two go on a long trip, you can declare that Shi Lingshan is your son, so as to save those shameless people Your bachelor is pestering you, and my brother is on the mountain, thinking of this, I feel so distressed that I can’t sleep.”

Su Dian didn't know what to say.

Shiling Mountain was hit by five thunders.

Zheng Dafeng glanced at the bamboo curtain, then turned and left Yang's shop.

Zheng Dafeng went to the memorial archway building where the four plaques were gone, and went around in a circle. After all, the plaques were still there, and the four theories were all very debatable.

Zheng Dafeng went to the iron-locked well again, which is now a private forbidden land on a certain mountain top. It was bought at a high price in the early years, but the eggs were not harvested, and there was nothing wrong with it. That stupid big Jiang Yun, the chance is not small. Thinking of the Jiang family in Yunlin, Zheng Dafeng grinned, and when he saw no one around, he picked up his crotch. It's the elder brother who is sorry for you. He studied hard and learned eighteen kinds of martial arts. He never imagined that he would have a unique skill and no thief to kill.

Zheng Dafeng left the town again and went to the Immortal Grave. Now there is no such name. Dali played down this old saying intentionally or unintentionally. Now that the dilapidated statues have been helped up, the repairs are as old as before, and the remodeling is as old as before. The Dali court still put a lot of thought into it. As for the brand new martial arts temple that occupies a huge area, they will not go there.

Then I took a detour and went to the waterfall at the junction of the Tiefu River and the Longxu River.

Squat there and throw stones.

A good Yang enters the flood and becomes Ping.

Zheng Dafeng changed to a place where the water was deep and slow, stared at the water surface, and said to himself: "Is there such a handsome man in the world? The more you look at it, the more you deserve to be beaten."

Finally, Zheng Dafeng passed Ruan Qiong's earliest sword-making shop.

When we got to the stone arch bridge, the covered bridge had already been demolished, and the old stone bridge was restored.

Zheng Dafeng was alone, sitting on the stone bridge.

Turning his head and looking at the north of the town, there is the old porcelain mountain and many dragon kilns nearby.

Zheng Dafeng looked away.

Three thousand years ago, that Sword Immortal, who rose rapidly and disappeared quickly, did not know which tendon was wrong. After suddenly becoming famous, he specialized in killing dragons and killed them until the sky was dark. It is said that he wanted to become the first sword to break through the bottleneck of the Ascension Realm. build.

The most proud scholar in Zhongtu Shenzhou is not a swordsman after all, he is really just a scholar. Otherwise, the pattern of the entire Grand Virtue World might change accordingly.

It’s just that about this secret matter, the old man who must know the answer didn’t give an explanation. Zheng Dafeng beat around the bush to beg Li Er in the early years, hoping that his senior brother would ask him. Li Er agreed, but he didn’t say anything later.

There's no way, but it's okay now, at least he can endure a few words of scolding. In the past, the old man was willing to say a word to him, as long as he could get close to ten words, it would make Zheng Dafeng feel like he was having a New Year's Eve.

So Zheng Dafeng only knew the last real dragon in the world, and he didn't try to go to those forbidden places with a long history in the secret seabed.

The purpose is to seek asylum, try to let a certain ancient exist, reopen the ascension platform, and escape into the unknown place where the saints are hard to find.

It's just that the old man didn't let it get what he wanted, and chose to sit on the sidelines.

Finally, a Lizhu Cave, one of the thirty-six small caves, was created.

Three teachings and one family of four sages established the rules and built the archway building with four plaques hanging on it, which is called the Crab Arch by the local people in Lizhu Dongtian with a smile.

The Dali Song family built another covered bridge on top of the original arch bridge, in order to make the Dali country long and prosperous, and to strive for the general trend of the world.

Before Song Changjing took Song Jixin and his maid Zhigui away, he specially asked the prince Song Jixin to go down the steps of the covered bridge to offer incense.

Those who worship are all the sons and grandsons of the Song clan of Dali who died miserably.

The old supervisor, Song Yuzhang, took charge of this matter personally, which is tantamount to mastering the bloody inside story of the Dali Song family.

In the end, the empress who was more powerful than anything else in giving birth to a son ordered Wang Yifu, the follower of the subjugated military general of the Lu family, to cut off Song Yuzhang's head, put it in a box, and send it to Dali Capital.

After Song Yuzhang was killed, he became the mountain god of Luoba Mountain in the body of a hero. It is hard to say whether it was Emperor Dali's compensation for this hero, or another way of chastening and punishing him. The rebellion of the old emperor, that is, Song Yuzhang dared to have a father-son relationship with Song Jixin, and Song Jixin did have an inexplicable complex emotion towards Song Yuzhang. Song Jixin, who had no worries about food and clothing in Niping Lane, indeed regarded Song Yuzhang as his biological father in those leisurely years. Deep down in his heart, he was both resentful and admired.

For no reason, it reminded me of that dusty pharmacy in Old Dragon City.

In fact, Zheng Dafeng was somewhat nostalgic.

People, the good things that are serious, are often not thought about much, and the past is over, but those sad things that are not all bad things, but they are never forgotten.

Zheng Dafeng fell back, made pillows with his hands, closed his eyes and murmured: "Is it so difficult not to treat yourself as a master, and not to treat others as fools? The world is also strange."

Ruan Xiu returned to Longquan Jianzong.

Make an appointment with Pei Qian and Zhou Mili at the New Year's Eve Shop in Qilong Lane.

Today, the three of them sat at the door of the shop and basked in the sun.

Ruan Xiu found that Mi Li seemed to be hiding from her, telling the story of the mountains and rivers of Luzhou in Beiju, she was not as quick as usual, Ruan Xiu looked at it again, and she roughly understood the context.

Anyway, it has something to do with the Yuye River Water Divine Mansion. Ruan Xiu is not curious about why, and she doesn't bother to ask. Since Xiao Mili didn't want to talk about it herself, why would she embarrass a little girl.

Ruan Xiu just ate peach blossom cakes and didn't need to spend money.

After all, she was still the earliest acting shopkeeper of the two shops.

Pei Qian said: "Sister Xiuxiu, I have traveled a long way this time, and I have traveled a long way."

Ruan Xiu smiled and said, "It's amazing."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "It's amazing, it's amazing, even I have to admire myself."

Pei Qian hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Sister Xiu, do you travel far too?"

Ruan Xiu thought for a while, and said casually: "Heaven and earth, five lakes and four seas, mountains and ancient abysses, there are nowhere to go. The sun shines on them, and they are all footprints. The fire shines through, and it is the jurisdiction."

Zhou Mili hurriedly raised both palms, but quickly said, "Wow, sister Xiuxiu, you are the best! Sister Xiuxiu, you must have changed a lot of shoes."

Ruan Xiu smiled, "It's okay."

After Zhou Mili racked her brains to finish telling the story, she went to chat with Jiu'er at the Caotou shop next door.

Pei Qian asked her not to talk about the things in Hongzhu Town. Zhou Mili had actually forgotten about it, but after Pei Qian said this, she kept talking about it in her sleep. Not top hungry. So when I saw Sister Xiu today, it made her feel awkward.

Ruan Xiu stood up and said, "Let's play."

Pei Qian stood up, "Sister Xiuxiu, don't go to Yuye River."

Ruan Xiu narrowed her eyes with a smile, and rubbed the little girl's head, "It's the same thing to like you and the story of Mi Li, but I have the final say on how to behave."

next moment.

Pei Qian stamped her feet anxiously, scratching her head vigorously, trying to figure out what to do.

Fortunately, Zhu Lian came and said to Pei Qian, "It's all right."

Pei Qian smiled all over his face, "Old cook, why are you addicted to ecstasy?"

Zhu Lian walked into the New Year's Eve shop.

Pei Qian followed behind and said with a smile, "My family, get a 20% discount."

Zhu Lian said with a smile: "I actually know how to make some pastries. Among them, the Jintuan'er Jujube Cake is quite famous, and I figured it out."

Pei Qian asked in doubt: "Is it the jujube cake that was so expensive in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom back then?"

With his hands behind his back, Zhu Lian looked at the pastries of various colors in the shop, nodded, "Unexpected?"

Pei Qian praised: "Old cook, you are really a cook. It's a pity that you don't look good, otherwise even if you are old, you won't be able to be a bachelor!"

Zhu Lian hummed.

Shi Rou looked strange.

Ruan Xiu Yufeng traveled far away to the Yuye River, hesitated for a while, and then reluctantly cast a blindfold.

As soon as it enters the Yuye River.

The river boiled in an instant, like the sun falling to the bottom of the water, and the fire was cooking.

Tianwei is mighty.

Ruan Xiu walked into the main hall of the Water Mansion, the Water Goddess, who was repairing her golden body by water transportation, had already knelt down, and she didn't even know the reason why she couldn't help herself when she saw this woman, she just wanted to die quickly!

Ruan Xiu walked past the so-called water god who was lying on the ground and trembling all over, stepped up the steps, turned around and sat on the main seat of the hall, leaning slightly, resting her chin on one hand, staring into the distance.