Fifteen years later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A small town in the south of Haotian Domain, called Hanshui Town.

The streets of the town are bustling with traffic, a scene of abundance, and people come and go with happy smiles.

In the center of the town, in the most prosperous area, there is a teahouse called Liuxiang Building. The building is full of friends, and on the stage in the middle of the first floor, a person, a fan, a table, a stool, and a striking eye, solemnly telling the story that I don't know where to hear.

"Say, fifteen years ago one midsummer night. The ancient gods fought in the Nine Heavens Palace, and countless swords and sword shadows floated out, directly splitting a hole in the sky. ”

"Just when this sword qi with the power of destroying the world was about to descend on the world and split the earth. Six figures flew out of the Self Hao Heaven Domain, blocking this sacred killing alive. These six people are the representatives of the six top forces in my Hao Heaven Domain, one top, one village, one island, one palace, and one floor. ”

"The Haotian Sword Sect sits in the name of supporting the National Sect, and the strength of the sect master Xiang Tianyu has reached its peak; The owner of the Sword Casting Villa is refu; The main section of the dome is stormy; Fengxi Dance, the owner of Xianling Island; Chang Ruyue, the palace master of Guanghan Palace; and Yang Ye, the owner of the withered building. It is also a contribution to the world. Speaking of this, he made a striking shot, and there were bursts of applause from the audience, around, and upstairs.

"Good! Well said......"

At this time, three people dressed as domestic servants walked in from the door of the teahouse. After glancing around the first floor, one of the three hunched over and walked straight to the coffee table closest to the stage. The other two stood at the door, and did not go together, perhaps for fear of disturbing the listeners.

"Second son, the master has something to look for you and tell you to go back immediately."

"Okay, okay, got it." The second son agreed, but his eyes were still staring at the stage, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"The lord said that if you can't go back before noon, you will be locked in your room for three days."

"What? Okay, okay, let's go. Hearing this, the second son took his eyes off and stood up to leave.

When the master and the three servants walked to the door, they happened to walk into a shopkeeper from outside the door, and after seeing these four people, they smiled evilly: "Roar! The second son of the Ai family, is he going to be locked up again? ”

"Go, go, pour your tea, my son is going back to eat."

"Haha, it's quite dragging."

"That's it."

This boy and the teahouse guy, you laugh at each other.

My name is Ai Qingcheng, fifteen years old, the second son of the Ai family in Hanshui Town. Today, I should have been at home listening to Master's teachings. But that day was boring.

The master loved to drink tea, and I could drink several cups in the morning, so I secretly added a few pinches of laxatives to the teacup, and then ran out.

Unexpectedly, the servants at home, Brother Zhang, Brother Wang and Brother Wu, had long expected that I would run to listen to the book, so they directly searched for me.

Seriously, the nickname of Mr. Storyteller "Xingmu Zhang" is really not called in vain. The skill of storytelling is really difficult to distinguish between three or six or nine in the storytelling world, different people and different personalities have created different voices, and the atmosphere created is also very different. Each has its own advantages, and each has its own strengths.

But the most important thing about this "waking wood zhang" is not how good the skills are, but the timing of the waking wood with one hand, which can really be described as scratching ears and cheeks. When it comes to the most sexuality, the "pop" wakes up the wood, which hangs everyone's appetite thoroughly, making you dumbfounded, willingly, and impatiently watching him rub for a long time.

Hence the name "Xingmu Zhang", as for what his real name is, not many people really know.

Listening to books is just one of my many hobbies. There is another one, which is the most important thing, that is, - tasting flowers. "Hahahaha......"

I walked swaggering down the street with these three servants.

"It's a good day, and it would be nice if I could meet a fair lady. You say, don't you? I looked around as I walked, holding my chin and smirking evilly.

"Haha, that's what the second son said."

Seriously, there are still a lot of handsome girls in this market, but there are not many who are captivating.

"Hey, this girl is beautiful. Dare to ask Fang Ling, is it a marriage match? ”

"Childe, you ......"

"Uh-huh, my name is Ai Qingcheng, don't forget me! Hahahaha......"

At a purse stall on the side of the road, a petite and cute girl on the side admired the dazzling array of purses and handkerchiefs. I saw this, and of course I couldn't help but go up and tease.

This girl is really born from the heart, and I provoked her chin with my index finger, and her face was red and she couldn't speak.

It is this demeanor, immature and fragrant, naturally shy, that I am most addicted to. The pleasure of flirting with others is also what I seek.

In fact, for fifteen-year-old me, flirting only has the meaning of teasing, and I really don't yearn for that kind of substantive feeling.

I looked at the pleasure I had just done the bad thing, but I didn't notice that a person on the side of the road would suddenly turn around and collide with me.

"Ouch!" At that moment, a fragrance rushed to the face, pouring into the nostrils, and the floral fragrance was mixed with a faint body fragrance, refreshing the spleen.

"Hey, miss, are you alright?"

"Childe, be careful."

I was knocked back two steps, but the three little brothers were quick to hold on.

But the one on the other side was not so lucky, with a slender figure and a beautiful face. The skirt of the upper body was wrapped around the body and tightly cinched the waist, and the lower body was a pleated tulle long skirt. It's the most beautiful one I've seen today. Although the pretty woman was supported by the maid behind her, she fell to the ground and a bracelet broke into several pieces, which was quite regrettable. Xu had just bought it from that handicraft stall.

"You don't have long eyes, dare to hit our young master." Brother Zhang has a straightforward temper, and in the past few years in our Ai Mansion, he has been contaminated with the ruffian nature of bullying people. But when I saw that someone had broken a bracelet, I knew that I was at a loss, and my tone was three points weaker.

"Brother Zhang, shhh I motioned for him to say no more. Just because I saw the stormy expression of this "little fairy", he must be the same as me, and he is also a pampered master.

"This young lady, I was careless and accidentally bumped into you. On behalf of Brother Zhang, I apologize to you. I said with a smile on my lips, but in my heart I thought, "I'll give you a sweetness first, and then I'll make you miss me." Hahaha! ”

"Out of the way." This beautiful woman really doesn't care much about my "knowledgeable knowledge", and her tone is quite flat.

"My name is Ai Qingcheng, I dropped the girl's bracelet today, and I will definitely come to the door another day to apologize." I would give up such a long-term opportunity, especially such a violent and exciting beauty.

"No need. Ling'er, let's go! ”

I watched the backs of these two people leaving, and this little temper came up. I, a prodigal son, bowed my head and apologized for you, and I didn't even tell me where I lived.

No, I'm going to let you remember me for the rest of your life, even if it's a grudge, it's not for a lifetime. "Haha!"

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