There are many capable people on the rivers and lakes, and Lu Xiaofeng once asked Dazhi Datong that no matter what, he could impress Ximen to blow snow.

The other party was silent for a while, and the answer to him was that there was no way.

People like Simon Blowing Snow, whether they know it with reason or move it with affection, are useless. Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng was very curious, Canghua was so confident that Ximen Blowing Snow would definitely be interested, what kind of news would it be. After all, no matter how Canghua looks at it, he doesn't seem to be a person who is ashamed. The mask of the stars will not be given to people casually.

Of course, Lu Xiaofeng hadn't guessed that Canghua was snatched from Sikong Xingxing, and his brain hole was not as big as it was for the time being. But Lu Xiaofeng was not without gain, after he took a serious look at Canghua's qin, he naturally understood her identity. was able to snatch the golden silk armor and retreat from the hands of Invite Yue, and his martial arts should be first-class.

Lu Xiaofeng showed a very unbeatable smile, as if he was in control. Ximen Fuxue is his friend, but Lu Xiaofeng still wants to see him embarrassed, because he can't do it himself, so he hopes that others will do it. So he didn't expose Canghua's identity, but the old god was watching the play.

Ah Qing said seriously: "Ah Li is trying to block the move for me, it should be me who pays for it." ”

Canghua looked at her, smiled slightly, and said, "If you are allowed to pay it back, how many pigs do you have to kill?" ”

Ah Qing obviously didn't care about this kind of little joke, she thought about it and calculated it seriously, but because Lu Xiaofeng personally admitted that Canghua's piano was worth a thousand gold just now, and the conversion ratio of gold, silver and copper, one gold, ten silver, and ten copper, Ah Qing had no one to teach her mathematics, she counted for a long time, and she was still ignorant.

Lu Xiaofeng was a little curious about A-Qing's "killing pigs".

Canghua ate cakes with Ah Qing.

I have to say that it is worthy of being sold by Ximen Blowing Snow, and the cake that A-Qing will never forget has a very strong taste.

The only fly in the ointment, the pasta is eaten, and it will always make people's mouths a little dry anyway, but Ximen Blowing Snow here, does not provide drinks.

The best plum blossom wine here was specially brought by Ximen Fuxue from Wanmei Villa to entertain Lu Xiaofeng, a big drunkard who has no wine and no joy, these wines are brewed by him himself, and the output is not much, so outsiders can't enjoy it. And Ah Qing and Canghua are also people who can't drink much.

Canghua is not in a hurry to wait for Ximen Blowing Snow to answer, this is just a dispensable mention for her, anyway, it won't be long before she can change the surplus and shortage, although Wanmei Villa is very high, but Ximen Blowing Snow does not have the elegant hobby of collecting famous pianos, Canghua does not believe that she can get a weapon that is higher than the balance and deficiency.

Under the indifferent eyes of Ximen Blowing Snow and Lu Xiaofeng's curious eyes, Canghua and A-Qing ran out of food without any pressure.

Canghua settled the bill.

She said casually: "The grievances are clear, the money is clear, although the owner of Ximen Zhuang owes me more than a thousand taels of yellow scarves, but I will not rely on this meal money, and this kind of thing will not happen to me." ”

When Canghua said this, there was no doubt that he was squeezing Ximen to blow snow.

Ximen Blowing Snow looked indifferent, and didn't seem to care about Canghua's words, if he could move lightly, then it would not be Ximen Blowing Snow.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a violent sound outside.

Countless neat footsteps rang through the ground.

It can be seen that there are people, and there are many people, although these people are not very high in martial arts, but they are well-trained.

Canghua glanced at the moray eel focus and saw a dense crowd of names.

These people don't have a lot of blood, but they have one characteristic, that is, they all bear the title of forbidden army.

This is the people of the imperial court.

The rivers and lakes and the imperial court have always been two parallel lines, although the imperial court has established six doors to monitor the rivers and lakes, but generally does not interfere.

This time, the forbidden army was dispatched, which shows that the plot is not small.

Canghua thought about it, although there were a few big cases of those things she did, but no matter what, she couldn't go to the imperial court, so she didn't care about it anymore.

Find whoever you like.

Lu Xiaofeng has no worries, although he claims to be a prodigal son, but unlike Sikong Xingxing or Chu Liuxiang, the two of them have a case record in the imperial court, but Lu Xiaofeng not only has no worries, he also knows several famous arresters in the six doors, although the relationship is not very good, but it is definitely not bad.

Unless he is framed, it is impossible for the forbidden army to find him. And Lu Xiaofeng is a nosy, extremely smart, and extremely lucky person, if you want to frame him, you basically have to be unlucky in the end, and after some people have experienced it themselves, few people will beat his idea.

#不作死就不会死#

As for Ah Qing and Ximen Blowing Snow, do these two people care who comes? Naturally, no, although for different reasons.

Xiao Er saw that they had finished eating, so he took the initiative to come up and wash the dishes.

Ah Qing praised seriously: "The bread you have here is the best I have ever tasted." ”

Canghua said silently in his heart: "Ah Qing has also eaten this cake." ”

Xiao Er didn't know the vicissitudes of spit out, his face showed a look of glory, and said: "That's not it, our shopkeeper is an ancestral craft, and everything he has eaten is good." ”

Canghua's face was a little strange, and he said, "Ancestral craftsmanship? ”

XIAO ER OBVIOUSLY DID NOT INHERIT XIMEN CHUIXUE'S STYLE OF CHERISHING WORDS LIKE GOLD, AND SEEING THAT VICISSITUDES WAS INTERESTED IN THEIR GLORIOUS HISTORY OF HEFANGZHAI, HIS EYES LIT UP, AND HE BEGAN TO BLABLA TO INTRODUCE IT. From his mouth, Canghua heard a singing and crying history of the owner of the baked cake shop, but the problem is that if this matter is applied to his father, who has the same face as Ximen Blowing Snow, it will be a bit weird.

And in Gu Long's novels, there has always been a thing that Mr. Gu Long did not admit, but everyone tacitly acquiesced, that is, the Jade Rakshasa is very satisfied, and the real son is Ximen Blowing Snow. imagined that before the Jade Rakshasa made a fortune, it turned out to be a seller of baked cakes, and Canghua's face was about to be unbearable.

Canghua knew a lot of information, when Murong Qiudi and the Tsing Yi people were fighting, they also mentioned the situation that the Ximen Demon Sect took over after the Tsing Yi people retired. If you calculate the news, before Ximen Fuxue was born, when the Jade Rakshasa had not yet ascended to the throne, no one knew what he was doing, maybe he was really selling baked cakes?

However, in this world, whether the son of the Jade Rakshasa is Ximen Blowing Snow or not, only he knows.

In order to avoid laughing at herself, Canghua decided to change the topic.

Canghua said: "If I say that there is no evidence, I don't believe it if I want to come to Ximen Zhuang, so it's better to ......."

Hearing is false, seeing is believing, let's let Simon Blowing Snow see with her own eyes, what she said is interesting.

After all, telling stories with the piano is what Canghua is best at.

Canghua put the night black qin on his lap and tuned the tone slightly, because the timbre of the rift relationship was somewhat affected.

With just one pluck, the sound of the piano sounded.

Canghua didn't say another word, she only played a tune.

There is only one protagonist in this song, and that is Yan Shisan.

Canghua hadn't seen Yan Shisan, but she had read novels, and she had also seen Murong Qiudi. The Thirteen Deadly Swords used by Murong Qiudi are far inferior to Yan Thirteen, but they can also be among the first-class masters, based on this, you can also imagine what kind of style the real Thirteen Deadly Swords, and even the fourteenth sword, the fifteenth sword that destroys the world and destroys the earth.

The sound is born from the heart, Canghua used this to fool Ding Peng, and now it is used to fool Ximen to blow snow.

It doesn't matter if the method used is old-fashioned, as long as it works.

In the sound of the piano, what Ximen Blowing Snow saw was a peerless swordsman who was different from Ah Qing, but it also made him heartbroken.

Ah Qing's sword is the sword of nature, the waves and clouds are the sword of the waves, the Ximen blowing snow is the sword of killing, and Yan Shisan is the real sword of destruction. Heaven and earth were destroyed, and even oneself was sacrificed in this sword. This is a sword path that is different from Ximen Blowing Snow, but it has the same end. If you can discuss the Tao with Yan Shisan, Ximen Blowing Snow will definitely gain more than discussing the sword with Ah Qing.

Simon Blowing Snow's eyes lit up, like a spark that would never be extinguished in the night, hot enough to burn people.

Canghua is right, if there is something, can

He asked, "Have you seen Yan Thirteen?" ”

The rivers and lakes are big, and there are countless masters, but Ximen Blowing Snow's attention to swordsmen is naturally far above other good players, as long as it is not Canghua that fell from the sky, Ah Qing who came out of the isolated mountains, and other famous ones, he is naturally very clear.

As soon as he saw the sword with a chill and thirteen pearls, Ximen Fuxue naturally recognized people.

Canghua shook his head and only said: "There are always some martial arts wizards in this world, just by watching people use the moves once, they can learn very similarly." "Yan Thirteen's swordsmanship has an unpredictable ability, if you can learn it just by looking at it once, then the peerless talent that this person has can be imagined.

According to what this person said, her swordsmanship can only be shaped, not its true charm, but she can only be worthy of Yan Thirteen's swordsmanship. Although the power is amazing, it is far from extreme. Thinking about this, the owner of Ximen Zhuang can also foresee what kind of style the thirteen swords of death made by Yan Thirteen? ”

"There is no ultimate in swordsmanship." Ximen Fuxue sternly said, "As long as I can hold the sword, there will be no end to the way of the sword." ”

Canghua was slightly shocked, pushing herself and the other, her love for the piano is far less than Ximen Blowing Xue's love for the way of the sword.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen blowing snow, and his eyes were slightly a little worried.

Yan Shisan and Ximen Blowing Snow's sword path, although the process in the middle is different, but it is indeed the same end, if Ximen Blowing Snow gains some insights in this time, so as to go further, maybe it will really be on the ruthless road. As a friend of Simon Blowing Snow, he didn't want to see that.

The sword god should also be a human being.

But these words, Lu Xiaofeng will not say at this time, as a friend, he can't stop Ximen Fuxue from seeking his own sword path.

Canghua said: "I don't know if Yan Shisan, is it worth the owner of Ximen Zhuang, do you love a famous piano?" ”