Wooden swords?

You don't go to school, but you play with children's toys?

Wormfoot trembled with anger, but he tried to put a smile on his face and walked towards Baoyu.

After Baoyu practiced the nineteenth sword dance, he wanted to make up a whole number, but his face turned slightly pale, and he lay on the rattan chair that Wang Shanbao made for him panting.

Xiang Zhuang's sword dance and Luo Changying's simmering refining body complement each other, and the effect is really good, but the consumption of this talent qi really makes him unbearable.

[I have gained thirty catties of strength in ten days, and it will not be so fast in the future, but it will not be slow. 】

Baoyu thought about it and felt reluctant, but after thinking about it, he still put aside the matter of refining the body first.

In Baoyu's heart, he still wants to become a saint.

[I have a hundred zhang Wenshan, strong talent, and there is no shortage of poetry and songs, and I can quickly increase my talent, but the consumption of this simmering refining body is simply endless.

Endless consumption of talents, and at the same time endless strengthening of the body, if in the end, picking stars and taking the moon is also idle, even if compared with the saints, I don't know which is stronger and which is weaker. 】

Baoyu took a sip of tea and suddenly smiled bitterly.

Others don't have the ability to improve, but he is worried that there are too many ways to improve himself, and he doesn't know which one to choose.

The strong body really made Baoyu envious, and in the twenty-first century, he was very envious of the muscular men on bodybuilding shows.

But

The saint of longevity makes him infinitely fascinated as a literati.

Export into a chapter, words and laws,

Not to mention the saints admired by the world, even if it is a lifting person and a jinshi, the kind of elegant demeanor of killing the enemy invisibly while talking and laughing has made him yearn for a long time.

Thinking of Jinshi, Baoyu's eyebrows and eyes were a little cold.

Scholars?

This word reminded Baoyu of snail feet first.

Become a jinshi within ten years, and kill snail feet in the discharge exam?

Decade?

No!

Even if it was a minute or a cup of tea, Baoyu didn't want to let the snail foot live.

It's just because of the jealousy of the previous generation that Snail Foot crushed him on the spot, and even wanted to kill Li Gui......

Baoyu narrowed her eyes—

Li Gui is his milk brother, in terms of relationship, extremely close,

In terms of daily contact, although he is the most inconspicuous, he is also a good son who is extremely loyal to carry out his orders!

If Snail Foot wants to kill Li Gui, it is no different from killing himself!

Baoyu's face became colder and colder, and there was almost a hint of Luo Changying's battlefield bearing.

A trace of simmering fire extracted from Baizhang Wenshan, starting from the three yin lung meridians, constantly absorbs the cold qi in the yin attribute meridians, and constantly strengthens Baoyu's internal organs, as well as bones, meridians, muscles, and even skin.

Baoyu's blood continued to grow, and the flames burning in his chest seemed to be fueled by blood and qi, surging violently.

"Snail feet...... Hehe. ”

Baoyu suddenly smiled and turned to stand up.

And the jinshi, who was familiar with the blacklist, also walked slowly from the direction of the side, with a smile on his face.

"Brother Bao, it's been a long time. "The snail foot is like a spring breeze.

Baoyu smiled as brightly as a spring flower, hurriedly greeted it, and arched his hand: "Oh, senior, I want to find you in my later life, this mountain is hard, I really lack everything, and I can't live a good life." ”

Snail foot laughed and said: "Where is the life of a good life? I see that Brother Bao is very leisurely, and other talents are studying in the library pavilion, you are so elegant, dancing and drinking tea here." ”

"It's tiring to study, and you have to combine work and rest, right?"

Baoyu looked like a hanger, as if she couldn't stand the hardships of studying.

This look, this expression, a proper gentleman.

Wormfoot gritted his teeth angrily in his heart, eager to tear Baoyu apart and tear it into a five-horse corpse.

Tired of reading?

Want to combine work and rest?

Bullshit!

Snail Foot waited in the library for ten days, except for the first day when Baoyu ran to wander, the other nine days, where did I see Baoyu's shadow?

He still kept a smile on his face and persuaded: "We literati always have to study well." Brother Bao, I was dizzy a few days ago, and I was angry for no reason, and I did something bad, I came to see you today, if you need anything, just speak. ”

"That's just right!"

Baoyu became excited, stretched out his hand and said, "I lack a gentleman's sword." ”

Hearing this, Snail Foot couldn't wait to give himself a few slaps, and also pinched Baoyu to death.

Gentleman's sword?

The toad with its mouth open is panting!

The Junzi Sword is a sword issued by the sword mound, and it is the same as the paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and is also divided into two levels, Qianjin and Wanliang, not to mention the almost non-existent Wanliang Sword, even if it is at the level of Qianjin, the accumulation of thousands of years is not more than a hundred.

Only a true gentleman, a person with a high wind and bright festival, can get the gentleman's sword given by the sword mound.

Even if Jia Sanjia, the kendo gentleman, and even he, the kendo gentleman, Jia Yucun, who has to give three points to the jinshi, the gentleman's sword is also inherited from the previous generation.

Snail Foot smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Bao, I really don't have it, my heart, where is I qualified to get the Gentleman's Sword?"

"Then give it to the ordinary one, I want to practice the sword. ”

Baoyu said lazily.

Snail Foot thought for a while, nodded in agreement, took out a sharp sword from his black bronze inkstone, and handed it to Baoyu.

"Don't dislike something worth a few hundred taels of silver. ”

Snail Foot said.

Baoyu happily accepted it, a few hundred taels of swords, which was already a good product.

Seeing Baoyu throwing a sword flower, he said with a smile: "The art of sword dance is just a small way, and it is okay to cultivate sentiment, but the foundation of our literati is still to read more." ”

Seeing Baoyu nodding in approval, he left with a smile.

Baoyu looked at the back of the wormfoot leaving, and his eyes unconsciously swept from the cuffs of the worm's foot.

An inkstone that can carry other objects in addition to the four treasures of the study?

Snail foot is worthy of being a Jinshi scholar, and he is really a good baby.

Wang Shanbao came from the side, and since the snail foot came, he was standing on the side, looking nervous.

At this time, he relaxed, and didn't forget to remind Baoyu: "Master, this guy wants to please you everywhere, and make a gesture of releasing his previous suspicions, I'm afraid he will have to make a move." ”

Action?

Baoyu smiled and said, "People have already set me up, just wait for me to enter the urn." ”

As he spoke, Baoyu took out a bronze pass card from his cuff, put it between his fingers, and played back and forth.

"If you want to increase your talent, you must first enrich your knowledge. The hand card given by the snail foot is a yang scheme, if it were an ordinary literati, he would have been unable to help but go up to the second and third floors, but the upstairs of the library pavilion, I don't know how many blades are hidden. ”

Wang Shanbao's eyes swayed back and forth with the cards in his hand, and he said sonorously: "Master, then we won't go up, don't enter this set." ”

"It's a bit of a posture to save this guy from having some other ideas, it's not easy to guard against. ”

After thinking about it carefully for a while, Baoyu still packed up some food and went in the direction of the library pavilion.

In the fourth row of the first floor of the library pavilion, the entire "Temple Records" completes the fragments in the Wenshan, so it stands to reason that there should be something else that can be completed.

Yang Mou......

Baoyu suddenly felt that this snail foot conspiracy was equally effective for him.

At the very least, until today, Baoyu has not handed over his cards to the old master.

Go sue, he's a black snail on his feet!

The peaks of the Qinglu Mountain Range are undulating, and the sky is as vast as the sea.

On the top of the distant and higher peaks, Luo Changying was dressed in military uniform, and her courage was even greater.

"You, you obviously care about Brother Bao, but you want to suppress him, get something, and make a sneering face. ”

Luo Chanjuan stroked the piano on the side, stroking the yaoqin lightly while smiling.

However, Luo Changying, who heard this, only shook her head slightly.

It's better not to burden Brother Bao with a guilty body.

Luo Changying leaned on the Fang Tian painting halberd inserted on the ground, leaning gracefully, somewhat revealing the weakness of her daughter's family.

"You have to find some reason for everything, and you can't involve Brother Bao. ”

Luo Changying pursed his lips and said, "Do you really think that the old master is spoiling me? Let me? Those academicians who are titled Jinshi are also afraid of my nonsense?"

"Isn't it?"

Luo Chanjuan's fingers were gently plucked, and a long graceful melody popped out.

"Of course not!"

Luo Changying suddenly turned his head, his eyes were full of anger, and he said coldly: "They are just the sons of daughters, they don't sit in the hall, they just ......

I don't want to annoy the dying person, so I was pulled on the back by this girl!

I'm going to find Bao Ge'er and want to oppress Bao Ge'er, do you think those academicians don't know?

They all know it, and they all want to come forward so that Brother Bao can worship them as a teacher, but they are afraid, afraid that I will kill them on the spot, afraid that I will be divided by five horses, and I have no scruples about to do things!"

Bang, the strings suddenly snapped, showing off a blood-colored glow.

Luo Chanjuan sucked her fingers, lowered her head, and moaned, "Why?"

"No, it's just that I, Luo Changying, am already doomed to death. ”

Luo Changying suddenly smiled like Wanyue, miserable and cool.

"Today, Your Majesty is eloquent and ambitious, and it is naturally difficult for my generation to look up, but Your Majesty is in poor health, and I am afraid that it will not last for three or five years. When His Majesty goes to heaven, the only people who can take over the throne are the eldest prince Shui Buyu and the third prince......"

Speaking of the third prince, Luo Changying's eyes were soft, and her tone was gentle, like a demure water wave.

Luo Chanjuan sneered, and said with a smile: "That's not accurate, if the eldest prince Shui Buyu succeeds to the throne, he will definitely divide your five horses, but if Shui Rong succeeds to the throne, with his water soluble temperament, he is really reluctant to kill you." ”

Hearing this, Luo Changying's smile was even more beautiful, caressing her cloud-like hair, which was three points gentle and seven points sweet spoiling.

"If Shui Rong succeeds to the throne, how can I be willing to put him in a dilemma?

Only with the halberd in your hand can you pave the way a little for those close to you. ”

After a continuous sound, thirteen strings, all of which broke inch by inch.

Luo Chanjuan slapped Yaoqin with one palm, endured and endured, but still shed tears.

Who is this close person?

Luo Chanjuan felt that there should be herself, as well as Jia Yuanchun and the third prince Shui Rong, and maybe Brother Bao.

Starting in this order, Luo Changying will exert all her strength until there is not a drop of blood left.

Thousands of miles to ride alone......

Luo Chanjuan suddenly understood why Luo Changying would be like a day for ten years, practicing this style in the overlord marksmanship.

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