Chapter 487: If you want to stop me, kill me
The raindrops are catalyzed by the people's wishes and exotic names, and Baoyu sensed it slightly, and found that the torrent of wishes like a river was mixed with thousands of literary names, which could become a little rain. However, this small amount of rain made him realize that he had never experienced an extremely crazy cultivation speed!
Every moment, the talent is rich;
With every breath, a hundred thousand zhang gold people grow one point taller.
Under the blessing of this first Wen Yu, Baoyu could not perceive the passage of time, only knew that the Jin Man had grown up and shrunk three times, and also caught the star fragment three times.
The courage of the text is constantly cast, the nine pillars are constantly getting thicker and longer, and his strength is also constantly improving......
exhale, inhale;
exhale, inhale;
Exhale, inhale......
Breathing again and again represents progress again and again, and the wonderful feeling makes Baoyu addicted, and she simply doesn't want to wake up.
It wasn't until all the literary names he got in Yanbo County were consumed, and it wasn't until all the three hundred and twenty-eight drops of Wenyu were absorbed that Baoyu opened his eyes and smiled at Ximen Xue and the others......
Ximen Xue said excitedly: "My people's willpower has been exhausted, but I have made great progress, and my cultivation speed has increased by more than thirteen times. β
Xue Daoheng nodded again and again: "I'm also thirteen times, I feel that it will slow down in the future, but in the past few months, it shouldn't be slow." β
Bu Changding and Li Qiushui rolled their eyes: "Twelve times." β
They looked at Baoyu together and found that Baoyu had a look that she wanted to say.
I want to ask, but my mind turns, forget it, or don't ask.
Baoyu really wanted to say it, but Ximen Xue and the others not only didn't want to ask, but didn't even want him to say it.
He felt that the world had changed, and the proud literati had also changed, when would Ximen Xue's type no longer be iron-headed?
When I moved my body, I found that there was a rain curtain on the top of my head, made of silk, and the treatment was really good.
When they walked out of the curtain, they saw the old guy Baima Peak, with a mysterious face, holding several picture scrolls. The picture scrolls are all scrolls, and when I opened them, I found that they were all quite level.
No, no.
So, Xuan He?
It was the first time for Baoyu to see Xuanhe's level picture scroll, it was simply vivid, as if she was a real beauty. He looked down, there was no inscription or inscription, and he looked at White Horse Peak suspiciously.
Bai Ma Feng is like an old bustard in the green building, and he sends the picture scrolls forward one by one: "Pick it, if you can't be a wife, it's okay to be a flat wife, and if you are below a flat wife, forget it...... That's right,"
As if he remembered something, Baima Feng focused on his name: "Ximen Xue doesn't have to choose, Thirteen Niang promised to marry you." β
Huh, promise to marry me?
Ximen Xue must admit that in such a short moment, he was really happy in his heart, but after the joy passed, he immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter with a clear mind.
He smiled, didn't shake his head or nod his head, and walked out with his hands behind his back.
Baoyu glanced at Ximen Xue's back, and threw a look of pity to the old man Baimafeng, he didn't know how the Cui family bribed this old man, but if he played this one, it could only be said that he had miscalculated......
"Brother Bao, help Shibo persuade?"
The road of hope for the White Horse Peak.
Hearing this, Baoyu made a decisive decision and was categorical...... Shake oneβs head.
Persuasion, Thirteen Niang's contempt for Ximen Xue is in his eyes, now come here, if he helps him say half a word, he is not Jia Baoyu!
Who's pro?
Who's closer?
He can tell......
The so-called marriage is naturally an exchange of interests, Baoyu no longer needs to play this set in the Great Zhou, and in Nanning, he has no intention of betraying **.
Therefore, the matter will be put on hold for the time being, and they must also practice well......
Spring goes to autumn, and in the blink of an eye, it is a year, and in this year, Baoyu is one, three, and five to contact the Great Zhou, and the second, fourth, and sixth are all hard reading, by the way, to live a leisurely literati life.
This is August 16, the moon is full, Baoyu is drinking slowly in the teahouse of Xiaochang'an, quite a kind of self-drunk red dust.
Ximen Xue and the others were not at the same table with him, and they spontaneously kept their distance from Baoyu at ten points on the night of 246.
At this time, they were looking at Baoyu, as if they were admiring a beautiful picture scroll far beyond Xuan He's level......
"Perfect, Brother Baoyu at this time, can only be said to be perfect. β
"That's right, I used to see him high-spirited, and I saw him suppressing the court, which was amazing, but I have never had such a special feeling now. β
Ximen Xue and Xue Daoheng bowed their heads and drank, the chivalrous literati didn't care as much as them, but they spoke normally.
Li Qiushui has a unique tendency, and naturally has a unique aesthetic, he lifted his hair like a woman, and said with a blurred gaze: "Brother Baoyu used to fight, he wanted absolute freedom, so he needs the strongest strength......
Now there is no pressure here, practice and drink tea, this is what he is. β
"I don't understand, but it feels perfect. β
Bu Changding looked at Li Qiushui's weird appearance, and suddenly had a toothache: "Brother Baoyu, come over and drink together, how boring it is to drink tea by yourself." β
Quietly interrupted, Baoyu looked over in surprise, and happened to meet Li Qiushui's eyes as if he was empathetic.
Burst!
Baoyu squirted out a mouthful of fragrant tea and hurriedly went over to drink.
Of course, you must squeeze in the middle of Ximen Xue and Xue Daoheng, and you must stay away from Li Qiushui!
They were laughing and talking about the progress of their cultivation, when suddenly, there was a cold shout from the side......
"Xin Huadao, you deserve to die for your words! The little barbarians of the nations dare to compete with the goddess?"
"Third Brother A, why be angry, come, let's go back to the house and talk. β
The sound gradually faded away, Baoyu and the others tore open the screen, and found that the wing room next door had been broken, and the flattened silver bills were deeply printed on the table, and they looked out through the window of the elegant seat, and happened to smile back at Xin Huajian.
That smile is very strange......
Ximen Xue snorted and said angrily: "He's provoking!"
"I got three flying boats, so I naturally wanted to provoke, but I don't know who this goddess is. β
Baoyu smiled, not taking it seriously at all.
It's just to divert hatred, this kind of means, it's embarrassing to use it?
"The goddess forgets her worries, the goddess has no dreams,"
Hearing this, Bai Mafeng solemnly reminded Baoyu: "I didn't expect Xin Feilan to get involved with these two women, Brother Bao, do you have a pity for your temperament?"
There was no answer, only a very strange taste, Baoyu listened to it, and suddenly stuck the black crane cane into the ground......
It seems that it is not that Xin Huadao's means are weak, but that the two goddesses are so arrogant that they are almost idiots, and they are so idiotic that White Horse Peak will destroy flowers with his hands when he has the opportunity.
However, the spicy hand destroys the flowers?
Baoyu grinded her lips and said ambiguously, "Maybe......"
The night sky was bright, but in the Xin family's mansion, there was a loud bang.
Xin Feilan was kicked out, and then he was stuck in the neck by Xin Huadao and taken to a wing far away.
"Why? Third brother, you and I are both nine-foot men, why do you want to whisper to those two shrews?"
Anger, almost into a frenzy of fire. It's just that he fell in love with the ancient books in his room, and he wanted to let him go, and he couldn't swallow such humiliation.
For the first time, he roared at Xin Huajian and roared: "I put up with you for giving them the forces outside the family! You feasted their followers to use up the last silver of the family, and I also endured it, but, third brother, you are a man......
"Heh~~ Men, men should be able to bend and stretch. β
Xin Huajian pulled the corners of her mouth disdainfully, but her face, which was more beautiful than a woman, was as gloomy as a night owl.
He gritted his teeth, and his tall body unexpectedly showed rickets: "Big brother, Jia Baoyu has so much people's willingness, how much will his strength improve......?" Big brother, I'm scared!"
"Don't be afraid, third brother, don't be afraid, there is a big brother. β
"No, I'm scared. β
Xin Hua Blade smiled solemnly: "You have hollowed out the foundation of our family, and you have exchanged a lot of treasures for me to improve my cultivation, but I am only forty percent sure of winning Jia Baoyu......
Now it's okay, let the goddess and the priest of the goddess follow and Jia Baoyu, my chances of winning are all!
No, it's almost, I still need more treasures to speed up my cultivation, I need ......
Big brother, there seems to be a ...... in our ancestral grave."
"No!" Xin Feilan immediately became furious.
Xin Huajian stared at his eldest brother strangely, and turned to go outside.
"I want to win, I have to win for the rest of my life, whoever stops me will kill whom, the family will stop me, and there will be no need for the family to exist. β
"No, third brother, if you must do this, the eldest brother will die in front of you today, without me, your chances of winning will be less!"
"Then you die, you die, I destroy the family. β
Hmm, the sword was drawn, Xin Feilan stared at the shiny blade, stomped his foot violently, and wiped it towards his neck.
However, Xin Qiji, a black man who had been standing by without saying a word, suddenly staggered his steps, snatched the sword, and with a shake of his palm, he melted the sword into fiery red juice.
"Big brother, if you die, the Xin family will really be finished. β
"And Uncle Seventeen. β
"No, Uncle Seventeen, the bachelor of our Xin family's ancestral land who stayed behind died violently yesterday. β
Xin Qiji's face was indifferent, since he found Uncle Seventeen's body, his face had not shown any other look.
He looked at Xin Feilan's tall body trembling violently, raised his hand and patted Xin Feilan's shoulder, and walked outside......
"Among the thirteen uncles is the chronic poison of the forgetful flower and the tearless slug, where it comes from, I don't need to say more. β
"What do you want to do?"
"I'll go to Jia Baoyu, and if you want to stop me, you will kill me. β
Baoyu was not surprised by Xin Qiji's arrival, but surprised that Xin Qiji had been around for a year, and then came to him.
The note he gave Xin Qiji should have really tamped Xin Qiji's heart......
Seeing Baoyu, Xin Qiji grinned, revealing the kind of black face and white teeth that Baoyu hadn't seen for a long time. He poured tea from Baoyu's teapot and spit it out directly after taking a sip, wanting to drink. 2k reading web