Bashi, plugged into the south of the Yangtze River, a tear in the northern frontier, the blue crystal on the grassland. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

No amount of good name is enough to describe the beauty of Bashi.

Bluestone laneway, waterfront people's house.

For a moment, Su Huan thought that he was in Jiangnan.

"Let's go in and sit down." Finding Su Huan's eyes, he was attracted by a black throttle, Xian Yushu smiled and said, "You are tired and tired, just open your mouth if you like, you know, I don't want to be polite with me." ”

Su Huan smiled, he just felt that the head of this shop seemed familiar, Chongji was simple tiles, a string of red lanterns hung next to the quaint plaque, and the four ancient seals of the Gusu Hall were swaying in the wind.

"Didn't you see," Su Huan pulled Xian Yushu's sleeve and pointed to the lamp, "This is someone's guild hall, how can you break in." ”

"Let's come in and rest." Before Su Huan's words fell, the shopkeeper greeted him with a smile on his face.

Su Huan's face was surprised, Xian Yushu couldn't help but smile, and deliberately asked, "You are not a guild hall, why are you still entertaining passers-by." ”

"Even though it's a guild hall, you don't need money for any of them. This place is not the capital, and every year there are children who go to the exam, and the squires and businessmen spend money and can have a good reputation. If you want to go on, you naturally have to make some progress. ”

The shopkeeper said as he welcomed everyone in.

Turn around the blue brick carved Wufu shadow wall, but see that the courtyard is wide, the stone slabs are paved, the carved wings on both sides, and there is a stage that is ten zhang high, sitting in the north and facing south.

It was still early, there was no one in the courtyard, and the stage was deserted.

Only the slightest curling singing sound came from the east wing. Su Huan was so good at playing that she couldn't help but go upstairs with a soft singing voice.

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand to stop him, but Xian Yushu's cold eyes froze, and he immediately smiled and let go.

On the upper floor, the yarn cabinet is the wall. It is divided into a number of private rooms near the window.

As soon as Su Huan went upstairs, he heard an extremely delicate and tactful water mill cavity coming from inside, "The golden hook under the silence of the red curtain, the fragrant duck is heavy and cold, and the painting building is ......"

I couldn't help but be stunned for a while, so that I didn't know when I stood at the door of someone's house.

until

A blade glowing with cold light broke through the curtain!

Su Huan's exclamation had not yet been spoken, and the person had been protected by Xian Yu Shu behind him, and in the next moment, he avoided it sideways, and at the same time grabbed the back of the knife with his iron palm, and his palm carried his internal strength, and he took it outward.

It's an ordinary-looking young man in a green shirt!

"Sixth brother, don't come nonsense." With a clear reprimand, a young man with a clear temperament appeared, but his face was faintly sickly.

"The little brother is reckless, and he is shocked, I really can't help it." The young man gave his hand to the salute.

Xian Yushu looked at the young man with a pair of starry eyes coldly, "At the age of fifteen or sixteen, I have such skills, I don't know what to call him." The latter sentence, Xian Yushu looked at the young man and said.

In the area of Shicai, he used a lot of energy. This young man can still hold a knife in his hand, not to mention the top, but he is definitely a first-class skill.

And he was by the side of such a sick and weak young man.

Thinking about it, this man's family background is not simple, the Jiangnan clan is not as good as the Mohe tribes, and they all rely on force to speak.

Nanyu has been destroying the country for many years, and there are still many people who are nostalgic for the old country.

If this man can be used for himself, it is better.

If not......

Xian Yu Yu was cold at the bottom of his eyes, and the killing intent surged.

The boy seemed to be able to sense his malice, and clenched the hilt of his sword, his eyes shining with vigilance, ready to fight at any moment.

"In Xia Wei Cheng, it's just a businessman." The man's smile was gentle, warm as jade.

"I think Brother Ling is extraordinary, how can he be just a mere businessman." Xian Yushu's eyes flashed lightly, and in the next moment, Shen Meng suddenly made a move, and the black blade of the knife went straight to the young man's face.

The young man only cared about guarding against freshness, and he didn't expect that someone would rush out of the oblique thorn. Fortunately, he reacted extremely quickly, and when the blade was only a few inches away from him, he dodged and dodged, and at the same time the cold blade slashed out.

Shen Meng dodged a blow, and the two of them had jumped out of the carved window.