One can imagine that a girl named Qingwan could not escape the clutches of the devil, and only a fourteen-year-old boy could pass through the circle of life and death. If he wasn't afraid that a teenager named Chu Fan would sometimes brag about his background and cause trouble after killing him, I'm afraid that a strong man wouldn't stand up with a little compassion at the last moment.

One day, a boy named Chutian left a trail of blood, and a terrible storm broke out in the suburbs at dusk. The Dragonsnake Mercenary was killed overnight, a powerful man with eight souls, and a mercenary named Twilight. A corpse hanging from the Twilight City shook the entire Twilight City.

After that, a boy named Chu Tian had the opportunity to appear in Peach Blossom Lane. Yesterday's flowers wanted willows, and wind, and snow, and the moon, and the wind, which shook the twilight of the city, but no one knew why.

Others do not know, the intuition of a woman, the tenderness of the heart is clear, the original disaster came from these handsome young men, all these years he did not say much, he naturally refused to break, he came here to listen to the violin, if he could come out, even in his own pocket, would not refuse, sometimes. He also thinks that if he hadn't been born in a place where fireworks were set, if he had met him earlier, there would have been another great ending, but there are not as many people in this world as this gentleman can meet him, this is not another wish, and this life is not regrettable.

For many years, Chu Tian had been humiliated. He saw it in his eyes and broke his heart. What worries him even more is his identity. Where is he qualified to love her?

Chu Tian put the wine jar in his hand, crossed his legs and smiled, "After listening to the piano for so many years, it hasn't changed at all. ”

Qing Wan's face was a little red, he bit his thin lip, and said softly: "Don't dress me up like this, it's me, I want to congratulate you." ”

Chu Tian suddenly smirked. Oh, it's not like our Qingwan girl. You've spent a lot of money playing the violin over the years. After all, the sound of the Qingwan girl's piano is worth a thousand kilograms. I was fine, no scolding. I'm still here. ”

Qing Wan didn't have time to feel her mood before he raised his eyebrows. He opened his mouth wide as Chu Tian had entertained him. He smiled and said, "The King of Chu is so handsome. Now in our dark city, it is a first-class celestial army. We don't remember Chu Wan. It was a blessing for the slave family. ”

He paused for a moment and said calmly, "At first, I was going to let the King of Chu come here from time to time to listen to the violin. This means that both me and the prince of Chu will fall into the world, but there are no other ideas. ”

The woman sighed and complained as if on the road, "I didn't expect the son of Chu State to have such an achievement now. Unfortunately, over the years, although I have not come much, I have not brought a vicious knife and a vicious weapon overnight. Well, I'd better take the initiative to commit. The relationship with the son of the king of Chu, that is, the king of Chu, is so small, that this sentence should not be increased a hundred times.

The woman said halfway. Chu Tian looked through him and quietly looked at his clear Danfeng eyes and blue poster. From ancient times to the present, he is destined to fill the "flower tongue" of women and the "mountain league and mountain league" of men. But after drinking, everything is lost, but the moment when you see a rhetoric is not bad. Even when the eyes are shining.

Chu Tian took a breath, looked at a delicate and elegant woman in front of him, and said, "I won't listen to you play the piano." That's what I want to tell you. ”

Qingwan's wife, also named Qingwan, also remained silent. After a while, he said, "When are you leaving?"

Chu Tian poured two glasses of wine and said, "Let's wait a little longer." ”

In ancient times, the old Buddha of Bodhi sat under the tree and observed, but Chutian only knew how to meditate on the sound of the piano in his heart. In his eyes, his voice was like an elegant and elegant jasper, a bowl of docile porridge, an elegant and unique picture, which came with the wind, but exceeded the ordinary dust.

He stopped shouting and asked me to prepare some delicate dishes. She shouted, "You can think about it before you go to see me." This is a blessing from heaven. ”

Chu Tian sighed in his heart, stretched out his palm, and turned around gently. Guqin jumped on the boat. "All these years, after that violin-playing girl took away her admirers, the most important thing is to listen to these songs, feel graceful and like it", he laughs, thinking about her thoughts. Simply put, it's a sitting and lighting. This guqin is not a valuable thing, it seems that Izumi has been my idea for many years.

Suddenly, the woman sometimes scratches her eyes red and whispers, "I can call myself a molecule of bamboo." ”

Chu Tian hesitated for a moment and whispered, "In my heart, the Qingwan girl is real mud, no color, not really deceptive. ”

He lowered his head, and Fuqin grabbed his skirt from the corner, like smooth fingers in a mountain.

Chutian didn't recommend wine either, so he took a drink from the wine glass and whispered, "Yes, Guqin, I'm so moved?"

She looked up at Chu Tian and said, "You are moved!"

When he got up, he walked over to his bed and took the purple sandalwood box off the bed. He rested his hands nimbly on the table. Since I admit it, a good violin is obviously important, so I'm not with you. It's just polite communication. It is said that the painting is very good, I don't appreciate it. It's useless to hold it, I'll give it to you.

Chu Tian opened it and saw that it was a "saliva diagram". Although you are not a real psychologist, you are spilling ink, but like a witch's thread embroidery, it is wise not to say, Chu Tian's current soul Wu Wujie, where you can even see the spiritual Yuan Dao Yun flowing in it like water. For ordinary people, such a batch of paintings. In the volume, according to a veritable saying, even if it is taken out for a change, it cannot be worth a lot of alchemic treasures, just like ordinary people spend the rest of their lives happily.

Seeing that Chu Tian did not refuse, Qing Wan smiled slightly on his cheeks, as if a big stone was hanging on his chest, smiled slightly and blinked, and said in a low voice: "At this time, Qingshuang's sister can't surpass you, do you want me to call her?"

Chu Tian smiled slightly.

Seeing Chu Tian's embarrassed face, with resentment in the eyes of the people in the class, Qing Wan smiled for more than a minute: "Every time you come to me, Qingshuang's sister complains a lot, and now that you are here, but she is dead and alive again......"

There was a dark path in her eyes, but she quickly backed away and sighed: "We are women in the world. Why can't our sister Qingshuang look at you?"

Qing Wanni teased Chu Tian's face even more unfairly and angrily: "Sister Qing Wan, what you said is an understatement, if I do this, it will be different from these people, even if my skin is thicker, where can I sit with you?"

He smiled cleanly, raised the jug, and shouted: "Zhu Zijun's current identity, not to mention my small and humble house, it is not easy to go to the City Lord's Palace to drink something!"

Chu Tianni smiled, raised his wine glass and drank it. With a bull, it's impossible to say that it doesn't feel at all. Sometimes it scratches people, and even if it can pass, it means taking care of rivers and lakes.

Qingyun lived in Lougou Lan when he was a child. He is accustomed to three teachings and nine streams of wine, and the amount of alcohol is not weak. Over the years, Chutian, who has bloomed in the martial arts world, has been climbing up. Moreover, the photos of these years know that no one has ever said such hesitation, and weak women sometimes cannot shave.

Women, even if they look brave and shriveled, cannot escape the doom of women. Time is like a knife.

She bit him a little bigger.

Chu Tian's eyebrows were furrowed and quiet.

If Chu Tian didn't realize how precious this painting was in his hands in the past, but now, Chu Tian clearly knew that this painting was for the tenderness of ordinary people, even if he was in this life, in the eyes of women, even if he couldn't be with him, of course, things were already very happy, and it would be even better if we could meet again after today's party. At least the love of the past, even from deep to low, will not be forgotten in the end.

Chu Tian was silent for a while, and said calmly: "This Peach Blossom Lane is not a good place. I said it more bluntly. In just one year, Sister Ching Wan worked hard to mint only 112 silver coins. Is it worth a silver coin?" "Even if you don't want to make money, it's inevitable that this kind of hybrid will meet people with long eyes, and that's a problem. After 10,000 steps, do you really want to live? If you really want to make a living, it's based on our friendship over the years. It's not too much to ask me to help you. Take a look at the latest chapter of "Rebirth of the Immortal Shaojiao Book House" to read it for free for the first time.