The breeze is blowing, the willow branches are sprouting,

The cold Jiangnan Road is full of warm spring breath, and there is no one in a radius of ten miles. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAt the fork in Gangnam Road, under the towering bamboo forest, a dilapidated tea shop is the only place to stop.

Old man Sun and his wife rely on this tea shop to make a living, usually the business is cold tea shop, but today it is a little overcrowded, and there are guests sitting at the three wooden tables.

The old woman thought that she had a little extra money to add some new clothes to her little grandson, and brought tea and water with a smile. Only the old grandson sat behind the dilapidated counter with a bitter face, drinking a sip of old wine, and looked at the guests in front of the tea table from time to time.

"I said you dead old man, what kind of wine do you drink in broad daylight, and you won't say anything about giving me a hand!" the old woman put down the teapot and pounded her shoulder with her hand to complain, but the cheerful wrinkles on her face seemed to be very happy.

The old grandson put down the wine jug and glanced at her coldly: "You are happy to fart!

What's the matter! The old woman looked at the weird old grandson, and the old couple had been arguing for decades, but the old grandson rarely choked her with words.

Lao Sun raised his head and motioned her to look outside: Although the high-rollers in the rivers and lakes are all high and high, there is no ghost shadow in this radius of ten miles, but there is not even a horse outside, you are looking at the few people in black, looking at the girl's gaze, as if you want to ......

The old grandson didn't say anything, raised his hand and scratched his neck, and the old woman was startled: I said you are a dead old man, it's really fake, don't scare me!

"Do you think I'm pretending!" the old man muttered softly and dissatisfiedly. The old woman looked down and saw that the legs of the old grandson stretched out under the counter were trembling, and she couldn't help but sit on the ground.

She still believes in the vision of the old grandson, the old couple has been running this tea shop for more than ten years, and they are very familiar with various situations. In addition to the passing merchants, most of them are high-rollers. Unfortunately, today's tea customers don't look like foot merchants.

The old woman folded her hands and begged God to bless them, and never trample on their only tea shop.

Da, da

In the distance, a horse's hoofs sounded, rolling up a trail of dust and smoke, and a horse galloped from a distance and stopped in front of the tea shop. A man in white jumped off the horse, with slightly thin cheeks, under the rough sword eyebrows, the cold chill hidden in his deep eyes, holding a simple saber in his hand, and the blood-red orchid sword spike was extremely dazzling.

"Guest officer, the small shop has coarse cakes and clear tea, just right to rest. ”

Hearing the sound, the old grandson went out early, took the reins of the horse, and beckoned: "Old woman, hurry up and serve tea, guest officer, I'm sorry, this shop is full, or you can make do with this girl."

The girl glanced at the man and nodded. The old grandson said gratefully: Thank you, girl, the family is small, you have a lot of forbearance!

The man looked around, turned around and sat down slowly, glanced at the slender and delicate woman in front of him, a hairpin was curled up with long green silk, and the emerald green tight gauze skirt was slightly broken, and he arched his hand and said: Thank you, girl, in Xia Ling Zifeng, I haven't asked the girl's name yet.

"Ling Mengran, the bullying Ling. The girl frowned, glanced at Ling Zifeng in front of her again, and said slowly.

"Ling, dream, then," Ling Zifeng whispered softly word by word, as if he was thinking about something, and said half-loudly: Good name, leisurely into a dream, this dream is leisurely, Ling Zifeng, Ling Zifeng, Ling Ling.

Ling Mengran smiled softly: "Your Excellency is not praised, I don't know where Your Excellency is going to be so dusty?"

When I first entered the rivers and lakes, I walked around at will, and I don't know where the girl went? Ling Zifeng put down the teacup in his hand and asked rhetorically.

Oh, and I'm walking around too.

After speaking, he seemed to feel that he had fallen into Ling Zifeng's trap, and glanced at Ling Zifeng: Your Excellency is not like a chivalrous man who has just entered the rivers and lakes, why is he so wary of the little woman!

Each other, each other,

Ling Zifeng responded with a faint smile, picked up the cake in his hand and chewed it slowly. Ling Mengran stared at the indifferent guy in front of him hatefully, and had to take a breath helplessly: Since this is the case, then goodbye to the rivers and lakes, Brother Ling, you don't have to worry about the little girl making trouble for you.

Ling Zifeng glanced up behind him and said: "Don't worry about the girl's trouble with me, the girl seems to be in trouble now!"

"You... Shop, checkout. Ling Mengran choked for a while and couldn't speak, her delicate skin flashed a hint of paleness, and she threw a few copper plates on the table.

Hearing this, the old grandson stood up and shouted, shook the burlap bag on his shoulder, and walked over with a smile on his face: Girl, the radius is ten miles barren and populated, and the mountain road is not easy to walk, but you have to bring some food.

In this way, thank you to the store!" Ling Mengran thought for a while and said. Ling Zifeng looked at the old man and thought in his heart: This shop is not simple, although he is not a person in the rivers and lakes, with the vision of him who said this, he can be regarded as an old man in the rivers and lakes!

"I'm going to leave without saying hello, Miss Ling, this doesn't seem to be very good!" The other two tables were drinking tea in a muffled voice, eight men in black, their cold eyes swept towards Ling Zifeng and the two of them from time to time, and they stood up together at this time, led by a one-eyed middle-aged man with a withered face and a gloomy expression, and a rough and capable left hand under the black cloak clutched the scabbard.

"Hmph..."

Ling Mengran snorted coldly: I can't imagine that Sima Kong, a lone dragon swordsman who has always been a loner, has now become a thug in the rivers and lakes, and he will make people laugh when he says it.

Standing on the sidelines, the old grandson who didn't know how to be good couldn't help but shudder, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a frightened face. Because he had heard of this person, he made a single dragon swordsmanship, known as the Dulong swordsman.

It is said that this person has a changeable temperament, both good and evil, kills people without blinking, and every time he shoots, he never leaves a chicken or a dog. In the end, he was blinded in one left eye by the enemy and became a real lone dragon swordsman.

"What a sharp-toothed girl, the old man advises you, it's best to leave things that shouldn't be taken away, otherwise, the old man guarantees that you can't escape from this Jiangnan Road, and I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh if you want to." Sima Kong's face was full of smirk, and the only remaining one-eye stared at Ling Mengran like a poisonous snake, as if he was going to choose someone to devour at any time.

Hey, what did you take from other people and provoke these people! Ling Zifeng touched Ling Mengran with his right hand, and asked in a low voice with curiosity on his face.

Do you want to know? Ling Mengran glanced at him, and Ling Zifeng nodded.

"Then, let's talk about it when you have a life!" Ling Mengran sighed, this guy is really not good. I shouldn't have stayed here, and I hurt the old couple in this tea shop.

Ling Zifeng shrugged his shoulders, since people didn't want to say it, there was no need to continue to ask, he drank the tea in his hand alone, looking like he didn't care about himself, his face was light and light, as if he hadn't seen what was happening in front of him.

Even the old grandson and his wife sweated for him, you said that if you don't hurry up and get aside, the sword doesn't have eyes.