Bowl and bowl tired Qing [Comprehensive martial arts]

Chapter 16 Exclusively published by Jinjiang Literature City

Travel lightly and head north.

Lu Xiaofeng paid a deposit to hire a carriage, but did not invite a driver, and several people took turns driving it.In just two days, when Long Xiaoyun was able to drive alone without fear of overturning, he became a frequent visitor outside in the wind and sun.

——The euphemistic name is, respect the old and love the young.

In this situation, Lu Xiaofeng would rather admit that he is getting older, it's better than being lower.

The little monster clicks and eats melon seeds in the car, which means that he is a little bit deaf to what is going on outside the window. He is not interested in taking a second look at any tea shed or beautiful scenery at the post station on the way.

It was another overnight stay at the inn, and the little monster said as usual that he wanted to save money, lying in the carriage and sleeping with his eyes closed, without even covering him with a blanket.None of them could hold her back, and they knew that she really didn't need it, so they had to let her go.

"What can you find out these days?" Chu Liuxiang pulled Lu Xiaofeng to a dark place after making arrangements for the next day, and asked in a low voice.His body was once again stained with the fragrance of tulips, and he was no longer shabby as he was a few days ago.

The four eyebrows were twisted, showing a dumbfounding expression: "Except for urging me to look at the map and asking how long it will take to get to the capital, she opened her mouth just to eat...it's really not like traveling thousands of miles to seek revenge."

Seeing that the bandit commander frowned and murmured, Lu Xiaofeng said again: "I just said goodbye to Jiang Xiaoyu when I found him, and he was going to the capital. Yesterday I contacted Yihua Palace Gate, it was a coincidence, it is said that the palace lord was with his wife Take a walk in this area."

There are so many eunuchs in the palace, no one knows if there is "Liu Xiangxiang".Yu Wanwan threatened to commit murder after asking "Yihua Palace" and "Little Fairy" at the beginning, maybe the reason will be known when the real lord comes.

"Don't you think it's strange?" Chu Liuxiang's thin lips moved slightly, whispering softly, "It's not unusual to know Yihua Palace, but since you care about Zhang Jing, a little fairy who has just become famous, why are you indifferent to us and Li Xunhuan's name?"

Lu Xiaofeng continued: "She doesn't seem to know who Hua Manlou is, and how big the family's property is. She obviously values ​​money so much, but she didn't ask him for more money as a reward."

The four eyebrows lowered their heads for a while, then laughed again: "Perhaps we are not famous enough? Xiang Shuai and Li Tanhua have retreated into the world..."

Chu Liuxiang sighed, and said with that mature and charming handsome face: "When the duel between the two prides became famous, I was only eighteen years old. After all, the world is dominated by the younger generations. It seems that I can't accept my old age."

"……"old?Can you have a [-]th birthday this year?

Lu Xiaofeng, who is approaching the age of 41, feels the unevenness of the world.It is said that a man has [-] flowers, and his fragrance is in bud, but he is still a flower, so he really can't bear the word "old".

The next day, he was woken up in a daze by Guo Dalu. After opening his eyes, he wondered if he was really old.

He sat up slowly, yawning uncontrollably: "What's the matter, does your master have something to explain?"

"Brother Lu, go and have a look..." The young man urged anxiously, sweating profusely, "Wanwan, Wanwan, she sneaked away last night!"

Lu Xiaofeng was shocked, all four eyebrows were straightened.

When Lu Xiaofeng struggled to identify the duckling's crooked-headed book, Chu Liuxiang searched around to get his righteous sister back, and Long Xiaoyun secretly laughed and wondered if he should also sneak away, but was tied up by Guo Dalu...

Yu Wanwan was staring at Ximen Chuixue.

He relieved himself, and the whole process was as fast as the speed of his sword. Yu Wanwan squatted outside the toilet, covering his nose, looking at the person in front of him from bottom to top, wondering whether the other person had taken off his pants.

But of course there are.

Ximen Chuuxue even went to the river to wash his hands.

His appearance is still stern, in fact, he wished he could plunge into the river for sublimation, as long as he could get rid of the beaming red and yellow follower behind him.

"Can you stop following?" The white-clothed sword god said indifferently.

"...I'll just ask Luya." She looked innocently at the black sheath sword.

After writing the farewell letter last night, the little monster left all his private money in the carriage. Anyway, he was about to go to prison soon, but he didn't expect to fly farther and farther along the map in his memory.

How else could it be said that fate has its own arrangements?

Lost at the intersection of life for a long time, and then waited until Ximen boasted, but the other party was still habitually stern, so cold that he was not flat.Yu Wanwan doesn't like a hot face with a cold butt, she stretched her paws back then but didn't make friends, it's a matter of course.

So even though she doggedly followed her, she didn't talk to Ximen Chuuxue, she just tried to talk to her friend Jian.Although the master of the sword was as cold as ice, he could bear it very much, and he was really indifferent and just walked forward on his own.

... This step is the whole day and night.

The sword god's clothes were still as white, but his face was a little gray.He wasn't afraid of her being a ghost, but no matter who was clinged to, he couldn't get rid of him, even going to the toilet, he couldn't stand it.

It's not that she didn't ask where the other party was going, but she bowed her head and didn't answer.When he left with a frown, no matter how fast his qinggong was, he would always stay within three steps, and he whispered furtively behind him:

"Really? You actually met them?"

"Wow...all won? Then you are so fat."

"He has a scar on his face? Poor... defective product... don't dislike it."

"Well, I also think it's white... monotonous... scrambled eggs with tomato!"

It was as if an invisible person was speaking to her.

With endless chatter in his ears, Ximen Chuuxue's endurance was finally on the verge of limit, and he said concisely: "Where do you want to go, I will take you there."

"Huh?" Yu Wanwan picked up his paws, his eyes rolling: "No need, you are busy with your work, let's talk about ours, and I will leave immediately after I ask the route clearly."

She could see that she was not well received.

Ximen Chuuxue slowed down his breathing silently, and asked calmly: "Are you talking to my sword?" The hand holding the hilt of the sword was raised abruptly, unsheathed, and the sharp edge cut across the beautiful silver light.

"Hmm... guess what?" The little monster shut his mouth tightly again.

With a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, it looks like a quail curled up in a ball.But Ximen Chuuxue thought silently: There is absolutely no bird in the world who is so stubborn that it can run around and quack all over the sky like her.

The Sword God chuckled, as if he just pulled the corners of his lips.

The smile was fleeting, and at the same time, the blade was stained with blood.

——the blood from the sword master's palm, his own blood.

"?!" Yu Wanwan slowly opened his mouth wide.

She couldn't understand this operation, but she was shocked.

Ximen Chuuxue asked: "Now, what is it talking about?"

If the sword has a spirit, maybe it will also whine now.

The little monster pricked up his ears and tried hard to distinguish, but it was hard to hear the crow's scabbard sword chattering loudly, and those complicated words were so exquisite that it was really hard to understand:

"I hate you, you son of a bitch, you're always wobbly and energetic, your square head is poking, what's wrong with cutting your own body, and you're kicked by donkey balls..."

Yu Wanwan thought it must be praising its owner, Siemens, but she couldn't translate, so she just gave the swordsman in white a thumbs up:

"—you... ben!"

Ximen Bragging Beast evolves, Niuniuzi!

As if being punched by someone, the face of the sword god in white was somewhere between ferocious and miserable.A fishy sweetness welled up in my throat, and I forced myself to suppress it.

He clenched his fist tightly, squeezed out a few drops of thick blood from the covered wound on his palm and fell to the ground, and repeated it again with restraint:

"—Where are you going?"

It has the atmosphere of "red eyes pinching the waist and pressing the wall to give life to literature" that was popular in Green Jinjiang back then. If Yu Wanwan is not just a giant monster in the world, when this dumb sentence comes out, it should be "she escapes, he chases, they are hard to fly" That's right.

Wanwan doesn't understand that kind of lingering love story, she has only had two CPs in her life.And now, isn't their fate in her hands? !

"You agreed to take me there, so you have to keep your word." The crow scabbard sword was immersed in the world of admiring its master and ignored people, and the little monster reluctantly decided to change its navigation.

For the sake of love and peace, she took half a step forward, grasped the sword god's hand, and recited affectionately: "Think about it during the day, cry at night, I want to go to the capital even in my dreams!"

"..." Monsters naturally don't know how to speak human words.

Ximen Chuuxue told himself calmly.

He didn't shake off her white and tender paw, his thin lips moved slightly, and confirmed: "You are going to the capital, at the foot of the Son of Heaven?"

Yu Wanwan nodded frantically, like a chicken pecking at rice: "Jian said that you two have been there before, so you know the way, but it's hard to remember when it speaks upside down..." It's so difficult, I can't understand it at all.

My sword is really different, he thought.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his head, looked at the setting sun in the sky, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel terrified. Fortunately, Yu Wanwan was not a human being, and he was still rubbing his hands with excitement.

After a long time, he nodded slightly: "It, said, got, right."

He paused every word, weeping blood every word.

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