Li Yan smiled quietly, his voice was cold, his eyes were cold, and he said: "You don't follow your master Nan Ling, but you run to me to bark, do you think I let you live for too long?"

Xuan Shuo flew directly towards the carriage where Liyan was, Liyan was not a vegetarian, he raised his right palm to block the man's attack, and tangled with the man.

His voice burst out from his chest, his lips fluttered, and he roared: "Do you know that my country's princess Nanyan stayed in Beiling Country for you, but now she is beaten and bedridden, not only do you not care about the life or death of my country's princess, but also go to the person who harmed her, how can you be so heartless." ”

His eyes were cold, staring at Xuan Shuo coldly, and while dealing with his attack, he said: "I haven't settled the account with you about your kidnapping of Li'er last time, let alone that Li'er just taught Nan Ling a lesson." ”

After saying that, he captured Xuan Shuo, although Xuan Shuo's martial arts are very high, but compared with the death that has experienced the battlefield, it is still a little worse.

Shuo Feng's face was distorted, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, and he stared gloomily at the death. He cut his hands behind his back, and ordered his retinue Bai Ming to tie him up and imprison him.

The cool breeze blows the windbreaker, the wind is rustling, and the face is blue with the wind, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Before committing evil, he was bound by the death of a celestial man.

Liyan stroked the sleeves of his shirt that were a little wrinkled by the fight, looked up at Mingyue, and raised his right leg to re-board the carriage.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again, and we walked through the alleys to the downtown area, where it was nighttime but there were still many pedestrians coming and going.

There were also children in cloth clothes, running up and down the streets, their parents chasing after them, shouting, "Come back." ”

Luckily, the groom was skilled, so he didn't hit the children walking down the road and the beggar begging in the street with a broken porcelain bowl.

There was a bad voice that seemed to be scolding a vendor, and then there was the sound of something falling to the ground, but Liyan was now worried about what would happen tomorrow, so he did not see this scene, and he could not save the merchant's life, and the poor daughter of the merchant.

In the courtyard of the high gate, there are three or two guards guarding the door, and there are still two diamond-shaped lanterns hanging under the eaves, and the lanterns cast bright shadows on the ground with bright light.

Liyan's neck moved slightly, his calves exerted, and some of the lonely green tendons came out of the deep thighs of Liyan.

A little servant had already opened the curtain of the carriage for Liyan, and Liyan was expressionless, stepped out of the carriage, walked to the gray marble doorrail, paused, and said to Bai Ming: "Hold Xuanshuo in custody." ”

Bai Ming bent down and saluted, put his hands on his bent head and saluted. Respectfully replied, "Yes." ”

Only then did he raise his right leg and step over the doorrail and enter the house.

Because her mother was pregnant, some of the flowers in the courtyard that were too fragrant were replaced with hedges with a light smell that could barely be smelled.

He swept his eyes at the newly replaced safflower stepwood, gold-leaf privet, purple-leaved small firewood, golden weeping banyan, small-leaved boxwood...

Although the color is not as rich as the previous flowers, it is also very rich.

The most important thing is that these hedges have so many leaves that you don't have to worry about the troublesome wind, which will blow the hedges away from dead branches.

Thinking about the flower that he had accidentally glimpsed before, only the stamen remained, and the worry on his face was a little lighter, and he wanted to laugh a little inexplicably.

With the bright moon and stars, Liyan walked into his own dormitory.

The little servants in the hall hurriedly came to greet them, asking if they had any orders, and the somewhat tired ones waved them away.

He walked to the backyard of his dormitory, where there was a pool of hot springs, and he had to take a dip whenever he was tired.

The water vapor is like a dream, and the transparent spring is hidden under this thick mist, and the mist is misty, splashing and rolling on the pond with joy.

Wisps of mist and water vapor drifted towards the Liwu who walked in, as if they wanted to entangle the Liwu and let the Liwu follow it into the slightly hot spring pool.

It was cold from the tip of his brow, unaffected by the demagogic mist, but his tired body made him walk closer quickly, and shed his thick blue clothes.

Leaving the dead naked into the clear spring, the heat of the pool water soaked his limbs, he swam in the pool water on his back for a moment, and put away his long toned legs that kept fluttering like fish.

Floating to the surface of the water, with his back against the wall of the pool, his arms stretched out on the wall of the pool, drops of water slipped from his hair, and his face and neck were also robbed of the territory by the troubled droplets.

Xianyue secretly opened her eyes and looked at the Liyan who was bathing, as if she was afraid of being discovered by Liyan, its light stayed on Liyan's bare and sturdy body for a while, and then quickly ran away, and couldn't help but put the light on Liyan's body again.

The silver moonlight, for the delicate skin of the death covered with a layer of halo, the face of the death is extremely handsome, there is no one in the world can compare, plus this body is shrouded by the moonlight, it is really the posture of the immortals, such as in the painting.

Li Yan raised his eyes slightly to look at the sky, frowning, as if he had discovered the moon that was secretly peeping at him, and the stars that were blatantly open.

Although the moon is the overlord of the night sky, it is extremely shy, it feels the gaze of the detached, and quickly flees, pretending to be innocent, leaving only the moon halo, revealing her embarrassment.

The stars were not like the moon, so they were much bolder, still staring straight at the death.

Seeing that the stars were so blatantly casting light on him, his eyes were like ice thorns, shooting at the lustful stars in the night sky.

The group of stars who bullied the weak and feared the hard were frightened by the death, and quickly blinked and pretended that nothing had happened, and they were trying to do their duty to render the sky.

The eyes finally fell. Although he noticed the group of stars that were secretly shining on him, he ignored the mist that had been haunting him.

The group of mist was very joyful and wandered around Liyan, but Liwu didn't realize it, he only used those fog to help him massage again, and he sighed a breath of hot air, which was all swept away by the white mist beside him, and it was eaten away.

The mist secretly bent the corners of its mouth, forming a proud arc in the air, as if showing off to the stars in the sky and the moon in the sky, and see how powerful I am.

Even if you are very lofty, even if you can shine a dazzling light, you are never as brave as my mist, and you are not as strategic as my mist.

As soon as the mist showed off, he got up and soaked in the clear spring for a while, eliminating the fatigue of leaving the funeral and the sorrow of the funeral.

He bent down and picked up the purifying cloth that had been prepared long ago.