Li Luowan smiled, Concubine Yun still hated it in her words, although the two guessed that there were no assassins in the village that day, and most of them were Confucian monks secretly helping each other, but Concubine Yun had a bad anger in her heart, even if she was gracious, she didn't want to say thank you. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Concubine Yun took care of herself and continued: "If you can find a place where these people can't ambush, or you can get out, but how can you hide it from them?" ”

Li Luo pretended to be mysterious and said: "This is here, Niangniang beware." ”

Concubine Yun glared at Li Luo, then said deflated: "Don't guess, let it be." ”

The light boat drifted with the waves, drifting down, half a mile away, the shore was overgrown with reeds, and it had already withered yellow in late autumn.

The boat that Li Luo and Concubine Yun were riding fluttered into the reeds and disappeared for a long time.

After a long time, the withered yellow reed suddenly caught fire, the fire was very large, and the smoke was even more than that, and with the northwest wind, it drifted east along the Qinghe River.

Concubine Li Luoyun, who had just driven into the reeds, seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly swung out of the reeds, but they were a little panicked, and they were like the direction of the wind, so fast, but they were covered by thick smoke, which was very miserable.

The boat looms in the smoke, and when the wind turns green, you can occasionally see the figures of the two people on the boat, but under careful inspection, it is not very real.

On the other side of the Qing River, under the willow trees.

A hand, as if it is not a thing in the world, gold carving and jade carving is difficult to say what if, like a trace of clear clouds on the side of the pillow of the sun in the quicksand of thousands of miles, with a faint mist of flowing clouds, soft but not weak, as if there is endless magic in general, one hand backhand, can cover the sun.

The slender hands are slender, the jade is round, the white is transparent, the red halo is still there, and only a little bit of fireworks in the world are left in this illusion.

At first glance, this hand should not be born in all things, exhausting the creation of heaven and earth, if it is placed anywhere, they all feel that it is abrupt, and it is a pity.

If you look at it again, you will suddenly realize that there will finally be a stroke of genius, igniting the heaven and earth, not the place where you have passed has polluted the jade hand, but the hand, which has purified a little bit of mortal dust.

This hand gently brushed away the willow branches sprinkled by the weeping willows on the bank, the willow leaves were not much, but by this hand lightly brushed, it seemed to have more Xu Jingyao's color, and suddenly the willow branches came to life, gently put it on the hand, drunk branches, and fooled Qinghe.

Under the weeping willows, the back of a woman, standing quietly beside the tree, wearing a green robe, if the shoulders are cut into, the green clothes flow straight down, like a waterfall in the forest, down the stream, falling in the secluded pool, blooming smoke clouds, confused like fog, illusion like a mirage.

Before approaching, I vaguely felt that there was a cool and sweet mist floating into my mouth and nose, and there was no fragrance of flowers, but there was a light and quiet fragrance that was difficult to reach.

The green stream fell freely, to the feet, the hem of the clothes moved slightly, as if this blue waterfall was woven into a screen, connecting the sky and the earth, everything in the screen, the treetops, the blue birds and flying fish, the flowing clouds and reflecting the water, all seemed to be quiet, but only this back is alive, ever-changing, elusive.

A few feet behind the back, there stood an old man, with a childish face, at first glance, it was just a thin word, his clothes fluttering, if he hadn't been blown away by the wind, he suspected that there was no flesh and blood under the black clothes.

The eyes are slender, as if they have gone through all kinds of things in the world, read a thousand kinds of feelings, and inadvertently reveal love and hatred, as if they are tired, and there is a trace of reluctance, which is quite difficult to understand.

The old man looked at the back under the tree and said hoarsely, "Where did the wildfire come from?" ”

The back smiled lightly, and before he heard the words, it was this chuckle, and suddenly, it only made people's hearts beat like drums, eager for this chuckling person to say a word, and the thousand pounds of boulder pressed on his heart could be moved.

The back whispered, "This is not wildfire. "The voice is clear, tranquil, and elegant, if it is the sound of the warbler and the swallow language, the yellow bird comes out of the valley, but it is to underestimate this sound that can attract people's hearts, that is, it is only such a sound, but it is only the hand of the willow and the fascinating shadow.

"Oh, this big Ganding Tianhou has some scheming."

The back smiled lightly, and replied warmly: "It is not many in this world to be able to retreat in the joint efforts of Mr. Yongda and Master Monk, but what I didn't expect is that he will be better than Mr. Qi in chess?" The back said suspiciously.

"This, it should be unlikely, if you want to say that martial arts are not as good as Dingtianhou, I would rather believe a few points, if you say that chess skills are ......" The old man shook his head, revealing a look of disbelief.

The back put down the plain hand that brushed the willow branches, and replied calmly: "We don't have to guess, it won't be as simple as winning or losing, and when we see Mr. Qi, we will understand, let's go." ”

"Let's go? Don't wait for them? The old man was stunned.

The back shook his jade head, and turned his head, even though the old man in black was very familiar with the woman, seeing the woman's jade face, the sound of breathing was also thinly heavier, and then he realized that the hand and the tasseled waist he saw earlier were still not as good as the woman's smile in front of him, and he was angry.

Qingsi simply pulled a Taoist knot, fixed it on his head with a hosta, a pair of beautiful eyes, show outside, wisdom inside, the agility is not weaker than the childish, the dust is a lot of compassion, but the insight has never been light and naughty.

If you look down again, slide down Qiong's nose to the lips, that touch of ruddy, three points of freehand, seven points of gentleness, but it is unbearable, as if self-ashamed and filthy, want to be close and afraid of disturbing the heavens, I just feel that if I can follow my side, no matter how far or near, it will be enough.

Perhaps only the slender jade neck that is as white as mutton fat under the fragrant jaw can dare to make people feel a few ripples.

The delicate body is exquisite, a little taller than ordinary women, very long, although the robe on the body is a little loose, but the posture of the trim is even more reverie.

Such a jade person, when he lingered, he didn't dare to come up with blasphemous thoughts, Bingqing Yujie was the most, but he was the woman who provoked the jealousy of the fairy of the Heavenly Palace, and was degraded to the mortal dust.

In the moment of turning around, the world seems to slow down, the wind and clouds are flowing water, that is, the sun rises and the moon sets, the flowers bloom and Xie seems to be stagnant, and they are reluctant to go far for a long time, that is, the grass, trees, bamboos and stones and the dead branches and leaves are also plated with a layer of faint streamer, which is delicate, just like in the painting, it is really a person who is ashamed of a hundred flowers and a thousand birds are silent.

If it is such a beautiful woman, after a few glances, it will be felt that it is in a dream, but for some reason, this woman is still and moving, it is still real and natural, but people can't believe it.

The old man glanced at the woman, his expression was slightly distant, and he sighed secretly, don't look over.

The woman smiled lightly and said in a clear voice: "Don't wait, they won't be in the boat." ”

The old man's expression froze, and he muttered slightly: "Hide from the sky and cross the sea? ”

The woman laughed loudly: "I'm afraid there is still a plan to secretly Chen Cang, this Dagan Shizi really knows the art of war." ”

The old man was surprised and said, "Could it be that the two of them will return to the carriage?" (To be continued.) )