"But, it's not fair to the young lady like this. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhu'er said distressedly.

Yang Liuyan stroked Zhu'er's hair bun and chuckled: "What's unfair, even if God treats me unfairly, but in front of him, I don't know how much better, I should be content, that's all I can do." ”

"Miss, since you like him so much, can't you ......" Zhu'er was speechless and speechless.

"I know what you want to say, ordinary people may be nothing, but I was born in the Zongbo Mansion, in the patriarchy, I am the eldest daughter, and I must also be the eldest woman, except for the Son of Heaven, I can't be a concubine, besides, there are people who boast like us, people may not be willing." After that, Yang Liuyan sighed softly.

"That's it, looking at his long look, and there is not even a little joy and surprise on his face, hum, negative person."

Yang Liuyan smiled slightly: "Where is the guilt, it's just my wishful thinking, you know these words, don't tell Mrs., you know?" ”

"Well, Jewel remembers."

Zhu'er helped Yang Liuyan to get up, Yang Liuyan coughed lightly, her eyebrows stretched, but her heart was wrinkled, just like the long look that Fang had just done for Zhang Zeliu, and she felt very sad in her eyes.

Thinking about it, there was a trace of shame in the sad place, thinking that maybe it was wishful thinking, it turned out that in Li Luo's heart, he was always different, but the shame that had just arisen was drowned in endless melancholy, there was no fate, even if it was different.

"General, Fang Cai is the beloved daughter of Uncle Zong Yang Wanli?"

"Yes."

"They seem to be waiting for the general on purpose."

"Oh." Li Luo responded lightly, glanced at the distance, frowned slightly, and expanded again, "She and Master Zhang's eldest son seem to have a marriage contract, what can Brother Zhai see?" ”

Zhai Liaoyu glanced at Li Luo, Li Luo's expression was cold, he didn't see joy or anger, and then said, "That's not true." ”

"Let's go." Li Luo patted the horse's body, rode first, and left the city.

Outside Zhuo City, seventy miles.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the generals were afraid that the war horses would get cold, so they had to find a roadside hut to shelter from the rain for the time being, and it was not too late to go when the rain was lighter.

The pergola was very wide, the war horses were tied to one side, everyone sat under the grass eaves at will, and the soldiers of the Hanqi battalion took out dry food and distributed it to everyone.

Under the rain curtain, the sky and the earth were quiet, everything was clear, and a few soldiers whispered and heard it vividly.

Li Luo looked at the vast rain and mist, and didn't move for a long time, Zhu Zhi was just about to call each other, and suddenly Li Luo slowly walked to the war horse, took the guilt crazy, stroked it gently, and flashed out of the house, standing in the rain curtain.

Zhu Zhi opened his mouth to exhale, and Zhai Liao whispered: "Don't make a sound." ”

The crazy spear swung, broke a few drops of rain, and slowly swam around Li Luo's body, the shadow of the gun swept by, and the thin raindrops jumped briskly, chasing the body of the gun, refusing to land for a long time.

Slowly, the gun body was covered with a layer of looming white mist, but it was not quite the same as the fog in the rain, and it seemed to be whiter.

The madness danced faster and faster, and gradually cut out a world around Li Luo's body, round and without a trace, surrounding Li Luo in it, white and vast.

When the tip of the spear is drawn, a silver line will appear in the white mist. Everyone under the shed was attracted by Li Luo's marksmanship and stared with bated breath.

The fog was thick, and I don't know if it was gathered by the sorrow on Li Luo's body, as if it was about to crush this square cave sky, every time there was no trace, the tip of the spear could always swing out a little cold light to force the fog away.

The body of the gun jumps suddenly, the tip of the gun is as fast as a meteor passing through the air, and it is a little strange and unpredictable in the arrogance, but at the moment of entering the demon, there is a quiet and peaceful momentum revealed.

When the murderous spirit is heavy, there is still a little bit of mercy, and when the soldiers who want to surrender without a fight, there are also murderous opportunities that are ready to move, both domineering and not weak and treacherous, maybe this is the case with the marksmanship master that Shen Xiangdong said when he entered the Xifu at the beginning of the year.

Zhai Liaoyu said in a low voice: "What kind of marksmanship is the general using?" ”

Zhu Zhi glanced at everyone, shook his head and said: "It is rare for the general to dance a spear in the army, and I have seen the general's marksmanship on the battlefield, but I have never heard of the general's marksmanship. ”

"Oh, this gun is of extraordinary quality, it seems a little familiar."

Zhu Zhi smiled slightly and said: "The name of this gun is called Guilt Crazy, and it was brought out by Ni Qing from the palace back then. ”

"Crazy guns?" Zhai Liao asked in surprise.

"Exactly."

Zhai Liaoyu's expression was solemn, this spear had also heard of it, not for anything else, but this spear was rumored to be an ominous thing, and he didn't want to see it in Li Luo's palm today.

The momentum of the Guilty Crazy Gun suddenly changed, and a depressive and depressing atmosphere filled the room opened through the white mist, and the originally stagnant circle fell apart in the blink of an eye, and the Guilty Crazy Gun seemed to want to explode the rain and fog, time and space, all here with Li Luo.

Seeing the body of the gun but not the tip of the gun, the body of the gun became more and more blue and white, as if it was a little brighter.

At this moment, Leng Bing's eyes froze, and he whispered: "Good marksmanship, the rain and fog are not close, this kind of marksmanship should be worthy of a name." ”

Everyone looked at each other with cold eyes, and they all gasped.

The rain is still falling, but Li Luo is next to three feet to the left and right, there is not a drop that can fall to the ground, looking at the top of Li Luo's head, the rain accumulates an inch of water curtain, ripples and dots, like a lake in the sky, floating in the air, reflecting the spring cold.

At the beginning, there seemed to be no resentment, and he just wanted to fall on Li Luo, but at this moment, he was resigned to his fate, floating without roots, flowing without color, only the sorrow and worry that could not be cleaned.

The water slowly accumulated too much, bypassing the Guilt Crazy Gun from the side, and sneaking down.

Underwater, Li Luo indulged in it, as if he was laughing, as if he was crying, as if he had no expression, but the illusion of the disturbed cave sky was blocked in it, not seen by others.

For a long time, the shadow of the gun was collected, and all laws were one, during which Li Luo carried a spear on his back and stood quietly on the spot, the rain floating in the air seemed to be stunned for a while, waiting for Li Luo to look up, and then he poured down in panic, wetting Li Luo's face and clothes.

Li Luo closed his eyes and let the rain sweep across his face, but he didn't know what the rain would wash away.

In a trance, for a moment, the sound of rain, fog and wind here froze, and the heaven and earth were quiet for a while, and then slowly moved again.

Zhu Zhi raised his voice and called: "General, don't catch a cold." ”

Li Luo turned his head slightly, glanced at the people under the shed, was stunned for a moment, smiled, and swept away the spring rain and twilight cold, which was extremely warm.

Li Luo dodged in, shook the rain on his body, and said with a smile: "This rain is still cold, let's hurry when the rain is light, maybe there will be ice at night." Zhu Zhi, let the generals in the battalion add more clothes, don't get cold, and take care of the war horses. ”

"The last will obey." Zhu Zhi responded, the soldiers are better, they are all masters with internal strength, but it is not appropriate for the war horse to get cold.

Li Luo said a few words, and his expression was as indifferent as before, as if he had forgotten to dance a gun in the rain.

Leng Bing looked at Li Luo and asked in a cold voice, "The marksmanship is very good." ”

Li Luo smiled gently, there are indeed not many martial arts in the world who can speak coldly and well.

"General, is this marksmanship famous?"

"What does Brother Zhai think?"

"It's amazing, this kind of marksmanship Zhai has never heard of, it's just ......" Zhai Liaoyu paused slightly, glanced at Li Luo, and stopped talking.

Li Luo laughed and said: "It's just a little more feminine, it's like the martial arts of my daughter's family." ”

Zhai Liaoyu's face turned red, and he smiled awkwardly, only to hear Chu Ying'er beside him snort coldly.

Li Luo smiled slightly, his expression was soft, as if looking at the crazy gun like Qiushui, and said softly: "The marksmanship was instructed by Mr. Shen, and it was called hate back then, and it is the name of today," Li Luo raised his head and glanced at Zhuo Cheng, who was gone, and exhaled lightly, "It's time to call it hatred and part." ”

Everyone looked at Li Luo, who looked at the vicissitudes of life with such a pity on him, and knew that Li Luo's different parting must have been buried in the city behind him, but they couldn't guess who it was. (To be continued.) )