Cai Wenji's beautiful eyes flowed, and she said with a smile: "Neither of them is a good name, the sunset is too twilight, and the heartbroken person is too sad." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoSister Chan'er, you look at it and choose one. ”

"Since my sister gave in, my sister chose first. The younger sister is in charge of Tianjingsha, and she is determined to make all of her husband's enemies become gut-breakers, so choose the gut-breakers. Diao Chan grinned and expressed his unique opinion.

"Chan'er is awesome!" Cao Ang gave Diao Chan a kiss appreciatively.

Diao Chan smiled and said to Cai Wenji: "Sister Wenji, don't blame me. The title of Sunset is given to you. ”

"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk." Cai Wenji frowned slightly.

"Wen Ji's words are wrong!" Cao Ang smiled and quoted a famous lyric from later generations: "The sunset is a late-blooming flower, the sunset is an aged wine, the sunset is a late love, and the sunset is an unfinished love." The most beautiful is the sunset red, warm and calm. ”

If the modern song is not sung, it really can't move Cai Wenji, who is in ancient times.

I saw her coquettishly say, "Husband, don't you have a better name?" ”

"No, because Tianjingsha is the name of the poem, and these eleven titles all come from this poem." Cao Ang glanced at Cai Wenji, and began to use poetry instead of Yuan Qu in his words, because he didn't want to explain it for a long time.

When Cai Wenji heard this, she immediately became interested, and asked with great surprise in her eyes: "Husband, are you saying that Tianjingsha is a poem?" ”

"That's right!" Cao Ang sang casually: "Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind thin horses." The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world. ”

This is Cao Ang's favorite article in later life, short, concise, and catchy.

"What a poem!" Cai Wenji clapped her hands and praised, her eyes full of admiration: "In just five sentences, there is not a single autumn word in the whole poem, but it outlines a picture of autumn sunset." But what I want to ask is, husband, look at your spring breeze, what is the sadness in the poem? ”

Her words officially mean that Cao Ang succeeded in plagiarizing Ma Zhiyuan's work.

Cao Ang's face was gloomy, and he beat his chest and said: "Husband, although I am young, I have been through the wind and frost, it is really sad and lamentable!" I don't know this bit of ink in my husband's stomach, but if I have the eyes of our Cai family? ”

"Of course not!" Cai Wenji grinned, and changed her words: "If my husband's poems can't be entered, then there are few people in the world who can call themselves poets." ”

"Yes! So you agreed? Cao Ang nodded with satisfaction, and eliminated the only bit of guilt left in his heart towards Ma Zhiyuan.

"Of course! I'm the legendary sunset. Cai Wenji smiled.

"I am a disembowel, whoever meets me, who breaks the gut." Diao Chan also said with a smile.

The family is happy.

Cao Ang instructed Dian Wei to select ninety clever sergeants from the major armies, in groups of ten, locked in one room, and only one person could stand.

Soon, nine people met their requirements and were taken over to meet Cao Ang and the masked Cai Wenji and Diao Chan respectively.

Cao Ang and Cai Wenji were silent, only Diao Chan began to speak, and said coldly: "You can be called real warriors on the battlefield, but a real warrior is definitely more than one battlefield. I know your situation beforehand, you are all orphans, and you have nothing to worry about. In the name of the Great Commander of Tianjingsha, I give you the title of Commander of the Withered Vine. ”

The person who came knelt on one knee, looked unruly, and said respectfully: "Han Long has something to say." ”

Cao Ang smiled slightly: "Han Zhuangshi, please stand up and speak." ”

This time he picked up the treasure, the assassins of the Three Kingdoms are like carp crossing the river, but there is only one with a name and surname, Han Long, who successfully assassinated the leader of the Xianbei tribe with hundreds of thousands of people who control the strings, Kebineng, so that the Xianbei tribes are scattered and attacked each other, so that the border of Youzhou is back to peace.

This is an amazing achievement!

Seeing Han Long, who was about twenty years old, Cao Ang liked it in his heart, but he still had to grind his temperament.

Han Long straightened up and said in a deep voice: "Lord, I have followed you to conquer the world since Chang'an, and the enemy of the blade is not a hundred, but eighty, and he is a centurion in the army. I wanted to join Tianjingsha, but I didn't like that my immediate boss was a woman. Even if it's the main mother, I don't like it. ”

Cao Ang knew that Diao Chan was unhappy, so he pretended to start a round: "Don't underestimate women, women can hold up half the sky." ”

Cao Ang comes from a later life and has a very different view of women than Han Long.

In that dark feudal society, women were just men's playthings, tools used to give birth to children. Therefore, it is not surprising that Han Long, as a warrior who has experienced a hundred battles, has such a surprising opinion.

Without his help, Diao Chan, as the commander of the Tianjingsha handpicked by himself, couldn't bear it for a long time.

Diao Chan glared at Han Long, and a strong murderous aura was released in his beautiful eyes: "I have been killing people since I was eight years old, and I have made a bloody path from the pile of dead people. To this day, I lose count of how many people died at my own hands. ”

Her voice was very cold, like ice, filling the entire hall, and began to silently put pressure on Han Long.

Although Diao Chan restrained a little, there was still a murderous aura overflowing and attacked Cai Wenji, who did not have any force.

Cai Wenji didn't feel the murderous aura, but she felt a hint of coolness, and her body involuntarily approached Cao Ang.

Cao Ang looked at Cai Wenji, who was trembling slightly, stretched out his big hand, and supported her waist from behind, and the warm energy surrounded her body, blocking the murderous aura for her.

Cai Wenji gave a grateful look, if it weren't for the presence of outsiders, she really wanted to lean on Cao Ang's shoulder.

Han Long was only ten steps away from Diao Chan, but he could feel that chilling murderous aura, which was enough to show that this person was more powerful than himself.

But Diao Chan is just a woman, of course he is not convinced, maybe this murderous aura was released by Cao Ang, who did not speak on the side.

Without trying, he would never rule it out.

Han Long's eyes narrowed slightly, he pulled out a short sword he was carrying, pointed at Diao Chan with the tip of the sword, and said in a low voice, "Offended, master mother." If you can beat me in ten moves, I'll lose convincingly. ”

When he said this, he was also leaving a way out for himself.

Diao Chan sneered: "Han Long, you are too self-righteous! Looking down on women is only one aspect, as the great commander of Tianjingsha, I certainly have extraordinary skills. Defeat you, I won't use a single move! ”

She moved forward slowly, without taking a single sword, and the whole person was as sharp as a sword out of the sheath, and the killing machine was surging.

"What?" Han Long was taken aback, Diao Chan did not have a flaw in his body at all, and he overwhelmed himself in terms of momentum. He wanted to attack, but found himself in a murderous swamp and couldn't move at all.

Such a huge murderous aura can't be taken at all, it is indeed fought out from the sea of blood in the sword mountain! (To be continued.) )