Douluo's opening send-off system

"Sir, isn't the slave's attraction to you worse than these boring books?"

A plump and beautiful beauty in red took out a copy of the Taiping Yulan he was reading from Han Wuyi's hand. She was as charming as she was angry, and her tone was full of sorrow, which made people want to pity her.

"With such a behavior, it's no wonder that the bull rider refuses to come down the mountain."

"you!!"

Facing the charming beauty's teasing, Han Wuyi just took back his book calmly, replied lightly, and continued reading.

This made the beauty so angry that she pointed her green and jade fingers at Han Wuyi, her plump eyes trembling wildly, and finally she snorted coldly and walked away.

She shouldn't have been curious about him, so she gave her brother a guarantee to come and have a look, but she got really angry. If she hadn't been unclear about whether Han Wuyi was of any use to Xu Xiao, she wouldn't have had him torn apart. Mouth.

Xu Zhihu was so angry that Han Wuyi left. Han Wuyi was naturally happy and quiet, no one disturbed his reading. The next moment, the wind and snow poured in from outside the door, blowing the books and papers all over the room. He closed the book and walked out the door. He wanted to see the blind man again. The cabinet slave who was about to close the door retreated back into the darkness. He waited until Han Wuyi walked out of the door before he came out. As soon as he put his hand on the door, Han Wuyi left again. When he came in, the guard slave looked a little embarrassed, but after all, he didn't say anything and just closed the door quietly.

On the lake full of ice and snow, the white fox's face danced with two swords in the snow, rolling up thousands of layers of snow. The thousands of snows in the sky and the earth seemed to follow each other like a shadow, tilting towards the white robe.

The sword energy moved vertically and horizontally, leaving several deep and long grooves on the ice.

On this day, Nangong Pushe left behind a spring thunder and stepped up to the second floor.

Han Wuyi was still on the first floor.

After reading a few crude physical training books, I knew that it was a miracle that I could survive for such a long time, so I naturally had to brush up on the basics.

In his plan, he could only see the third floor at most. As for the so-called profound secrets going up from the third floor, would he, a former national master, be short of them?

If his strength hadn't stopped and he had to go back and solidify his foundation, he wouldn't have known that he had almost killed himself so many times.

For example, the running route of his martial arts is opposite to that of most martial arts. He knew this after coming into contact with real martial arts.

I just didn’t expect that—training has to go from skin to bone, but not from bone to skin?

Although the discharged bone stains squeezed through the blood vessels and crushed the meridians...

Isn't he alive and well?

Jiuyuan said: If it weren't for you, I would have taken off long ago!

After finally reading all the books on the first floor, I was about to go upstairs when there was a tremor. I thought it was an earthquake. Unexpectedly, after a loud noise, the pavilion returned to calm.

A burst of harsh laughter came, which was annoying. In the corridor on the second floor, Nangong's servant Xiudong took out the sheath of his finger, rubbed the handle of the knife, looked downstairs where there was no movement, and then turned back to the pavilion.

Hearing the harsh laughter, Han Wuyi knew who was coming out. He couldn't hurt the prodigal son anyway, so he continued to read and went up to the second floor.

After a while, the sound of fighting gradually subsided, and Han Wuyi was thinking about whether to go out and show his face, when Jiuyuan's happy words rose in his mind.

"Brother Host, He has sent me the revised script, I will give it to you right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Wuyi already had a thin notebook in his hand. Different from the other notebook, which was tobacco and yellow, it was as white as snow, as if it should not be a product of this era.

Nangong Pushe, who was also reading on the second floor, looked up. Although he was a little curious about the flawless white book in Han Wuyi's hand, he didn't ask any more questions and continued to read with his head down.

As dusk approached, Han Wuyi finally finished reading the story he had only written for himself. The corners of Han Wuyi's mouth raised, revealing a strange smile.

It seems that we can go and tease that Yangshi Rentu.

but

"Jiuyuan, why does my sister's name appear here?"

"I~I just want to give you, my host brother, a surprise." Jiuyuan flinched and said weakly.

"Not next time!" The white book in his hand ignited out of thin air and was slowly devoured in Han Wuyi's hands. Han Wuyi watched quietly, as if he couldn't feel any pain, until it burned to ashes.

"I know~~" Jiuyuan's final voice was long and full of grievances.

Han Wuyi ignored it and shook his hands. His powerful recovery ability had restored the injury and turned into a black shadow flying across the sky.

He should make up for his shortcomings personally instead of touching himself in this way.

After several moves, I finally found Xu Xiao at the top of Qingliang Mountain and got straight to the point.

"Old Huang has already set off for Emperor Wu's City. I need a weapon to save him."

"What kind of weapon does the girl want? I'll send someone to get it right away." Xu Xiao stood up from his seat, pushed aside the "Zuo Xiong" who blocked him for the first time, and said with a smile.

"No need to bother, a wooden sword is enough, but I have to choose the material myself." Han Wuyi said lightly.

"Haha, the girl can make the decision on such a small matter. There are not many other things in Qingliang Mountain, but there are many trees. No matter which pillar you like, just tear it down!"

“King Liang’s atmosphere~”

The sound echoed in the air, and the person had disappeared.

A kind of uneasiness slowly rose in Xu Xiao's heart, and he immediately let the secret eyeliner focus on the palace with all his strength.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, news came - Han Wuyi had taken a liking to the loquat tree outside his window...

Xu Xiao was so frightened that he refused to approve his official duties. He grabbed his saber and ran down the mountain in a hurry. Zuo Xiong and Yuan Zuozong, who knew what the loquat meant to Xu Xiao, took the lead and rushed down the mountain.

When Xu Xiao arrived, he didn't even look at the soldiers and servants standing like sculptures in the courtyard. It wasn't until he saw the tall and tall loquats that no branches were missing that he turned back to see the strange scene in the courtyard.

Yuan Zuozong, who arrived first, was removing acupuncture points for the soldiers, secret guards, and servants of the courtyard.

Xu Xiao smiled and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that there would be people in the world who dared to play tricks on Xu Xiao. Did he think he was too old to carry a knife?

"She didn't do anything?"

"She wanted to cut down the loquat tree when she came here. We lined up people to spread the news, and then led others to stop her. She left us here after leaving." A secret guard answered Xu Xiao's question and retreated. Go aside and remain silent.

Xu Xiao waved his hand and asked everyone to leave. He looked at Loquat alone and remained silent. He didn't know whether he was thinking about how to clean up Han Wuyi or who he was missing.

As the night progressed, there was a loud bang, and Xu Xiao, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up. He stared at the roof with his eyes, seemingly in disbelief.

The few secret guards who broke into the house to escort him looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether to stay here or to withdraw.

"Your Majesty, please follow us to the other side of the garden."

Xu Xiao's face was livid, and he was helped to go to Bieyuan.

You'd better not run away... If you don't give me an explanation tomorrow, I will make sure you look good!

Han Wuyi naturally knew that Xu Xiao planned to be rude to him, and he would not worry at all. As long as the gods did not give him the wrong script, Xu Xiao would have to suffer the loss of being dumb tomorrow.

Tonight, although the whole palace was calm on the outside, there was an undercurrent surging under the cover of darkness, and the person who caused the turmoil was eating meat and drinking wine in the kitchen.

The girl in green clothes who was in charge of the dish gritted her teeth with hatred when she saw his dashing look. She had just returned home and before she had time to report on the task, she encountered this damaged product and directly captured her to be the cook.

If he hadn't been King Liang's guest...

"I just killed someone, and you can still eat it!"

Taking a bite of green vegetables slowly, Han Wuyi said calmly: "Then have you washed your hands?"

"..."

"Isn't it okay to just wash it?"