Chapter 237: An Elf Who Fell into the Mortal Dust by Mistake
"Everyone, bear with me, wait for the Far Eastern Hou to prepare the wine, you can drink happily, turn anger into alcohol, and drink him poorly"
"Speaking of drinking, there is nothing bad about Chang'an men, right? Yingzhou Fushui, Wucheng Ruoxia, Hezhong Sangluo, Yuanzhou Yichun, Xingyang Tuguo Spring, Fuping Shijingchun, Jiannan Burning Spring, Hedong Qianhe Grape, Lingnan Yunxi Boluo, Yicheng Jiuyu, Xunyang Huangshui, Qidilu Wine; Chang'an's Xishi dialect, Xinfeng wine, and shrimp toad Ling's Lang Guanqing, Apo Qing. β
"Speaking of drinking, a certain saliva is a little too much, every day, listening to the twilight drum, just a glass of turbid wine, raise a glass to invite the bright moon, how comfortable? Now that Haiyan River is clear, this is the grace of the saint and the blessing of Yan Tang, but don't forget, where did such a rich and stable day come from? β
"That is the border soldiers in exchange for their lives, the year before the Far East was just set, but in Anxi, in Anbei, the Turkic mallet is still dead, they have not died in the heart of a certain Tang Dynasty, where there are still thousands of Yantang soldiers guarding this frontier, defending a certain happy day"
"The following is to introduce you to a heroic soldier from the frontier, Li Siye, the sword general of the Anxi Tianshan Army."
A sturdy figure appeared in the Suzaku Gate Cave, as stable as a mountain.
"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned.
But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain. β
"Mo Dao General Li Siye, fifteen years in the army, ten years of conquest, killed more than 10,000 enemies, with merit to seal the guerrilla general, this is the first master of the Anxi Protector Xue Shen after riding, will become a new generation of military gods"
Wei Erlang waited with a smile for Li Siye to come to his side, and with a bang, he raised his sword.
"General Li, how much does this Mo knife weigh?"
"One hundred and eighty-eight pounds"
"Oh, so heavy? Do you carry him every day? β
"Mo Dao is the hands and feet of a certain person, how can a certain person walk without hands and feet?"
"A certain salute for you, salute to the tens of millions of frontier soldiers"
"I thanked Wei Shi for them"
"This is what so-and-so should do, a voice they deserve, so-and-so, a certain heard, the Mo knife array, like a wall advancing, people and horses are split, and the armored horses with Turkic mallets are also local chickens and dogs in front of you, how did you do it?"
"Yes, any living creature is a chicken and a dog in front of a certain Mo Dao Formation, how can it be done? Do you train more on weekdays? β
"Well, I also heard that you sweat a lot in training on weekdays, and there is less bloodshed on the battlefield in wartime, and the training is very hard, how did you persevere?"
"Sweat more in weekday training, and less bloodshed in wartime? This is a very plain and true thing, Wei Erlang summed it up very well, and he got used to it after more training."
"Didn't you say it, a certain friend said uh, you and the others train every day with this nearly two hundred pounds of Mo knife?"
"A certain Mo knife is one hundred and eighteen, other Mo knives are lighter than a certain one, of course you need to take a real knife and a real gun on weekdays, a certain daily knife wielding a thousand is a morning exercise, wielding a knife three thousand is a noon exercise, and the evening exercise is also a thousand"
"That's 5,000 beats a day?"
"Yes?"
"Can you try this Mo knife?"
"Of course, Wei Erlang be careful, this knife is very heavy"
"Hey, don't underestimate so-and-so, so-and-so is also a martial artist" Wei Erlang inserted the folding fan into his collar and took the Mo knife.
"Uh, it's so heavy, I can't lift my arm."
"Thou shalt use the strength of thy waist, and wielding thy sword is not only the strength of thy arms, but also the strength of thy whole body."
"Do you know, the waist and the horse are one? Is that so? β
Wei Erlang reluctantly raised the Zhang Ermo knife and waved it hard, and it was actually whirring with the wind.
"Yes, Wei Erlang has the potential to be a Mo sword general again," Li Siye praised.
"Oh, excuse me, I'm better a quiet beautiful man, right? Return to you, everyone, this Mo knife is really heavy, you wait, a certain swing of the knife is sweaty like pulp, just imagine, five thousand times a day, how arduous it is? What kind of perseverance is required? β
"General Li, can you demonstrate the scene of Mo Dao killing the enemy for you?"
"Uh, no enemies?"
"What eyes do you have? You don't want someone to play a Turkic mallet, do you? You don't like so-and-so, and you want to kill so-and-so? Jealous of the handsomeness of so-and-so? Well, what do you think? β
"There is a pear here, brought from Anxi, there is a lot of moisture, you can stand on your head"
"You take it easy, huh? What about a certain person who has not yet married, and who has not yet had an heir? β
Wei Erlang cried with a sad face, and on the golden crown of his hair was a pear, the size of a child's fist.
"If Wei Erlang is afraid, you can close your eyes" Li Siye lightly helmeted and lightly armored, and moved his hands and feet with a Mo knife.
"If you close your eyes, how will you mix it up in the future?" Wei Erlang forced his composure.
"That's the beginning," Li Siye said with a smile as he walked to the edge of the ring.
"Let's start," Wei Erlang gritted his teeth.
Li Siye stood up and raised his sword with bated breath.
The 300,000 people in the audience also held their breath, and the 188-pound Mo knife was about to slash at the handsome Wei Erlang, who had brought disaster to the country and the people.
Li Siye suddenly moved, like thunder, and dragged the Mo knife back diagonally halfway, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the range of Wei Erlang's palm, and suddenly the Mo knife picked up, and slashed towards Wei Erlang with an afterimage.
Then, with a flash of the Mo knife, Li Siye stood up and took the knife away.
"Finished?" Seeing that he didn't move again, Wei Erlang couldn't help asking.
"It's over" Li Siye stretched out his hand, and there were two more pears in his hand.
"Well, it's really sweet" Wei Erlang Mu Ran took half of the pear and took a bite.
Li Siye smiled, carried the Mo knife to the center of the ring, looked at the situation, walked to Nalan Feiya's side, and stood with the paladin Aloya on the left and right, he and Aloya were similar, so the door gods of the Nalan Empress became two.
The 300,000 people below did not know why, Wei Erlang finished eating the pear in three bites and threw the pear core under the ring.
"So-and-so calm down first, you just saw the knife light, but so-and-so felt the pressure of the mountain, that feeling is Mount Tai pressing, the power of ten thousand catties to the top of a certain head, this is the catastrophe of annihilation, but you wait to see, this pear split into two petals, so-and-so's head is still fine, this is the strength of the Mo knife general? The precision of its control, which is all owned by that rough appearance? Don't be deceived by that face, if you don't have a mind that can embroider, how can you control this power of 10,000 catties to do whatever you want? β
"However, Mo Dao will Li Siye, are you in trouble? Thou hast scared so-and-so, and when thou goes, so-and-so will summon so-and-so's brother to pour thy wine, and thou shalt be ready to die, right? β
The audience laughed, and everyone also had an understanding of the divine power and control of this strange sword general.
"The following is a friend of a certain person, he is the first jinshi of the old system, and he is participating in this martial arts at this age, Yan Tang is about to appear a civil and military double jinshi, and there is a small sword god Yang Qiulang Jun of the Sword God Mansion" After laughing, Wei Erlang continued to perform his duties.
Yang Qiulangjun was also in a fluttering white robe, bursting out of the doorway.
"Chang'an characters have a few houses, and there is a bamboo building in ancient times.
30,000 books and three-foot swords, and the men's career should be Yizhou. β
Wei Erlang continued to groan, "Yang Qiulangjun is the heir of the Sword God Mansion, and he once asked him, is there pressure?" He said that he had it when he was sensible at the age of three, and who had such a great god and pressure? But he also said that pressure is motivation, and what is the difference between a life without motivation and a salted fish? Hehe, this sentence was said by another friend. β
"Yang Wulang, I haven't seen you for many days, why don't you see Qinglang? You say that you are practicing swordsmanship in retreat, is this hiding from eating meat and drinking wine?"
Yang Qiu didn't talk nonsense, he suddenly drew his sword, and the sword light flashed with five white flowers, hitting the folding fan opened by Wei Erlang.
Then he bowed his hand to everyone in the audience, turned around and walked to the center of the stage, and walked straight to the right hand of Empress Nalan to stand.
"Okay, Yang Qiulangjun, you are also a shy person? Uh," Wei Erlang shook the paper fan, and suddenly found that five paper flowers were falling, and when he looked closely, there were five petal holes on the folding fan surface.
"Folding fan peach blossom or apricot blossom? Your painting skills are still inferior, huh? β
Wei Erlang suddenly shouted loudly, "Yang Qiu Yang Wulang, you have to pay for a folding fan, this is a boutique bought in Zhang Ji folding fan shop in Dongshi, and it cost three hundred Wen."
"Okay, so-and-so admitted, so-and-so is here to publicize Zhang Ji's folding fan line, they may send a certain pile of folding fans, and the following will invite two seeded players, Xiqu Jade Sword Li Qingxia and Wanshan Elf Witch Spirit Dance"
"Why do you introduce two people at a time this time? Because that rhino canal jade sword is a big, he said that he can't walk without the company of the little lady."
"I said it, you can't blame others for your own death, because the twenty-eight heroines introduced today are not ordinary, and the Empress Nalan needless to say, if this rhino canal jade sword walks with him, well, it is not a matter of going to Chunmingmen to stand guard, that is to go to the rhythm of standing guard at the Martyrs' Shrine, you understand, the Martyrs' Shrine was built by the Marquis of the Far East, and it is still very easy to add a stone tablet engraved with the words Li Qingxia."
Everyone in the audience was happy, watching a pair of handsome men and beautiful women walk out of the Vermilion Bird Gate, and Li Qingxia, the jade sword of the rhino canal, walked with his hands, but he was half a step behind the little lady, and he seemed to be very polite.
The little lady is really a little lady, not tall, the soft black and bright hair is simply coiled up, a few strands of green silk fall, setting off the beautiful pink cheeks with a wonderful arc, the pair of peach leaf-like moist eyes, flickering as if being able to speak, the small red lips and the white of the skin, more distinct, a pair of small dimples evenly distributed on both sides of the cheeks, a shallow smile, dimples looming on the cheeks, cute as elves.
"The stone tiger in the valley is an arrow, and the golden people on the mountain have sacrificed to the sky.
The son of the rhino canal jade sword, a young man with a white horse and a golden bondage. β
"The rhino canal jade sword Li Qingxia is from Chengdu Huanhua Washing Sword Pool, he just entered the Junyan list last year, and he is naturally as handsome as a flower, of course, it is worse than a certain one, but it is not far off, a little bit of pressure, and the title of the first beautiful man in Yantang is shaky?"
"Okay, after talking about the handsome man, let's talk about the beauty, the elf witch spirit dance from the 100,000 mountains of Xiangxi, under the tutelage of Wei Ya, the legendary witch queen of Yantang and Tang, she is really kind."
"A certain person is looking for a companion for Li Qingxia's big bag, but no one pays attention to it, and a certain Wu Xiaomei takes the initiative to ask Ying, saying that which big brother has no one to walk with him, so pitiful? And said that thou shalt only write a nice verse, and that she would reluctantly walk with him."
"So I agreed, but I regretted it, seeing such a pure little lady, I thought that no matter how much praise I had, I would be pale, and then I looked for a friend to come to the staff, and they all shook their heads, and they all thought that what kind of praise was not as good as its true demeanor, and finally had to turn to the Far East Hou, who scolded so-and-so, and fooled a little lady with such a lot of effort?"
"Okay, in the end, Far Eastern Hou Dugu Tanhua went to take a peek, and then said to so-and-so, do you still have a conscience to fool such an elf-like little lady? But this is a certain kind of errand, otherwise there will be one less person in today's ceremony, and in the end, the Marquis of Far East can't, so he recited a poem nonsense"
"Mistakenly falling into the mortal dust is an elf, and the ice and snow willows are uneven.
The light boat stands in the posture of an immortal, and the exquisite heart is light and ingenious. β
"Okay, a fairy who fell into the dust by mistake, Dugu Tanhua is Dugu Tanhua, and the ability to fool the little lady is beyond the reach of the dust."
"Elf sister, what are you laughing at?"
"Wei Erlangjun's folding fan is broken," Wu Lingwu said with a light smile, and the two dimples were faintly visible.
"It's all to blame on that Yang Qiulangjun, you met someone and wanted to avenge someone?"
"I may not be able to beat him"
"Well, then you will scold him for so-and-so"
"It's not good to swear"
"Okay, it's not good to scold people, how about saying he's a big mallet?"
"Big mallet? That's also swearing, huh? β
"Is the mallet really swearing? Just to describe what he looks like."
"Yang Qiu Langjun is not like a big stick mallet," Wu Lingwu looked at Yang Qiu Langjun seriously and said.
The audience was overjoyed.
"This Wei Erlang didn't expect to have such nonsense skills, this little lady is too naΓ―ve" The saint also leaned back with laughter.
"Look, today's Enping County Lord is afraid that he will be punished for kneeling on the washboard?" Dugu sighed.
"Kneeling washboard? Well? When kneeling and kneeling, "the saint can't close his mouth with joy."
"That elf little sister, you have been selected into the top ten on the Junyan list for more than ten years, what kind of skills do you have?" Wei Erlang hurriedly changed the topic.
"Well, let's make up this folding fan for you, right? Don't blame Yang Qiulangjun? Wu Lingwu said with a wink of eyes.
"This is a rice paper fan? Can you also make up for it? β
"En" Wu Lingwu snorted arrogantly, crossed his hands on his chest, and muttered.
I saw that the five paper flowers that fell on the ground slowly floated up, like a butterfly in spring, began to dance, slowly flew to the folding fan in Wei Erlang's hand, and then attached to the original position.
A clear light flickered, and the fan surface was flattened, and it was not at all obvious that there had been five eyelets.
Wei Erlang, Wei Bin, Wei Shi, and Yu Shi turned over and looked at the folding fan left and right, and took the trouble to point a little with their fingers, which was really intact.
"Miracles, miracles. The Ten Thousand Mountains Elf really deserves its name, what is this hand called? β
"It's just that someone who thinks about this thing on weekdays, but he doesn't have a name," Wu Lingwu said embarrassedly.
"How about calling it seamless?"
"Okay,"
"This name is too cheesy, it should be called ingenious workmanship" Li Qingxia on the side looked at the sky for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say.
"Hey, why are you still here? Intriguing? It's even more vulgar," Wei Erlang looked as if he suddenly found that there was another person on the side.
"Wei Erlangjun hasn't introduced Li Langjun yet?" Wu Lingwu reminded with a smile.
"Okay, Li Qingxia, the jade sword of the rhino canal, one of the top ten on the Junyan list, the most sassy young man in the rivers and lakes"
"What do you mean by a bag?" Wu Lingwu asked again.
"Uh, it's a coquettish sachet"
"Coquettish sachets? Is it a curse? β
"How can it be a curse? Coquettish is praise, does the ancient Master Qu Yuan know? That's the Sao people, and the one who wrote the Divorce is a strange text through the ages? β
"Well, Master Qu Yuan knows that Li Langjun is a sassy bag, so aren't you a big sassy bag?"
"A certain big bag? Are you sure you praise so-and-so again? β
"You say that Sao Bao is a compliment?" Wu Lingwu said with wide eyes.
On and off the stage, they couldn't help laughing.
Mistakenly fall into the dust of an elf, the ice and snow willows are uneven. The light boat is a fairy posture, the exquisite heart is delicate and delicate, the wind and frost peel off the green face, and the dry heart of the head also knows each other.
(End of chapter)