The snow outside had long stopped, and Chu Liumeng was wearing pony boots and shopping leisurely. Some people recognized her and would also say hello and take a group photo.

The news came out last night, and Chu Liumeng was hot on the headlines.

Throwing off some stalkers, Chu Liumeng walked more and more remotely, and finally came to the edge of a barren hill.

There are no people here, and the hill has been dilapidated for a long time.

However, this is also convenient for Chu Liumeng, a little on tiptoe, and quickly jumped to the top of the hill, leaving only a few footprints in the snow.

It is often said that it is cold before frost and cold after snow. The north wind was not violent, but it was bitterly cold.

Chu Liumeng took out the snow jade gourd and poured a sip of wine into his mouth. It was an extremely strong wine of the Chu family, and after drinking it, the whole body was hot.

Chu Liumeng found a stone, and with a wave of his hand, the snow on it was swept away, and then sat on the stone, and continued to drink in small sips, his face flushed.

"There is Mr. Adult, with heaven and earth as one day, ten thousand periods as a moment, the sun and the moon as a barrier, and the eight wildernesses as the court. There is no trace, there is no room, the twilight is on the ground, and the indulgence is as it is...... Looking down on all things, disturbing is like duckweed carried by Jiang and Han; The two heroes are sideways, such as moths and moths. Chu Liumeng groaned softly.

This is the beginning and end of "Ode to Wine and Virtue" that he wrote yesterday. "Ode to Wine Virtue" was originally the work of Liu Ling and Liu Bolun, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, and it is also the only article that he has handed down.

The gist of these two paragraphs is that there is a gentleman who regards the long period since the opening of heaven and earth as one day, and 10,000 years as a blink of an eye, and he regards the sun and moon in the sky as the doors and windows of his house, and he regards the vast world as his own courtyard. He was uninhibited, with the heavens as his tent and the earth as his seat, and he was free.

He leaned down to look at everything in the world, and saw that they were as small and messy as duckweed on the river. The Childe was beside him, like two small insects, a moth and a moth.

Chu Liumeng groaned softly, and naturally no one responded. But after he finished chanting, he suddenly said: "You say, if there is such a person in the world, how much magic power he must have!" ”

"I don't know, maybe the legendary Fuxi can do it...... But speaking of which, I don't like this article very much, I feel that ordinary people can't write such arrogance, I really don't want to believe that the White Lotus Fairy is an alcoholic like the rest of the Chu family. ”

At this time, a middle-aged man came out, his face was pale, his pupils were pitch black, and he was dull.

Chu Liumeng drank wine, his fingers trembled slightly: "Oh...... Aren't you still a fan of mine? ”

"The poetry article you wrote yesterday thinks is the best." The middle-aged man didn't answer, but smiled, "But I still prefer that word." ”

"Really?"

The middle-aged man chanted softly: "The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, the waves are sweeping away the heroes, the success or failure of right and wrong is empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times...... Miss Chu really deserves to be the first talented woman in the past. ”

"This senior, it's really ridiculous." Chu Liumeng said with a smile.

"No, no, no, it's sincere...... I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have seen countless talents, but there are still very few who can be compared with Miss Chu. ”

"My seniors have been following me all this time, I don't know if I have any advice?"

"I'm curious, how did you notice that."

Chu Liumeng said lightly: "I guess." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes fluctuated a little, but he still kept smiling: "You guess? Then you should have guessed the purpose of this trip, I don't know if Miss Chu can take out the things and give them to the next view? ”

"I'm so sorry, how can I take out something that doesn't exist at all?" Chu Liumeng smiled.

What the middle-aged man wants is a magic weapon that has been swallowed by the Chu family that has been in full swing on the Internet recently. It is said that there is actually a demon who took advantage of this to fade away the demonic energy and turn back into the Heavenly Dao.

The middle-aged man fell silent: "...... Is Miss Chu joking? ”

Chu Liumeng said honestly: "Of course not, do I seem to be a person who likes to laugh?" Actually, releasing that news was just to seduce people like my predecessors to come out. ”

The middle-aged man's face changed, and it seemed that Chu Liumeng did know his identity.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this magic weapon also appeared too coincidentally and suddenly. It's like telling them "it's a trap, jump in."

Fools won't believe it!

But he still believed it.

Because it's so fake, it's because fools won't believe it, so it's possible that it's true.

What's more, if there are 10 million on the road, even if someone tells you that there may be fraud in it, ordinary people will still can't help but try to take it.

But now listening to Chu Liumeng's tone, this is really a trap.

"Seniors, don't be careful, as you know, the elders of my Chu family are not here. It's really just you and me here. Chu Liumeng's indifferent voice sounded again.

The middle-aged man has been following Chu Liumeng for the past two days, and he has already determined that there is no one behind the other party to follow and protect him, so he came out with confidence.

But he couldn't figure it out, the Chu family spent so much energy to deceive themselves, and they didn't arrange for someone to ambush him, what was they going to do?

"So, it was Miss Chu who invited me?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, although he blocked this space, and no mana fluctuations could be transmitted, but his heart did not relax at all, because this script was too weird.

Although there was only Chu Liumeng and a six-fold heaven in front of him, the middle-aged man still felt a little uneasy.

"That's right, you can also say that...... Chu Liumeng said lightly, "I just want to ask my senior, can you tell me about your weird spells that can hide your traces, and how you can communicate with each other?" ”

Well? Uh-huh? For a moment, the middle-aged people thought they had misheard.

What kind of logic is this? Trump told Putin to "hand over all your Russian nuclear buttons"?

Putin will think that the other party is insane!

Chu Liumeng sighed: "If you don't say it, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today." ”

The middle-aged man laughed: "That's just right, it's better to kill you now...... I don't know if the Chu family will feel distressed? ”

"What are you afraid of? If you had the guts, you would have done it a long time ago. But I'm really the only one here, come on. Chu Liumeng put away the white jade gourd.

"Are you looking for death?" The middle-aged man's face was cold, he was afraid of the Chu family's crazy pursuit, so he didn't plan to do anything with Chu Liumeng, but now he was forced by her aggressively?

Amusing! He has been stationed at the peak of the Eight Heavens for more than a hundred years, and he is only one layer of life and death from the highest level of cultivation, could it be that he is really afraid of her Sixth Heaven?

"It's so good to live, why die?" Chu Liumeng smiled slightly, and the murderous intent was pervasive, "I brought you out just to get what I want alive, if you don't hand it over today, don't want to leave alive." ”

"I'll pinch you to death like an ant!" The middle-aged man slowly clenched his fists, and he had completely developed murderous intent. He is a demon and has no psychological burden on killing.

"I'm afraid, not necessarily." Chu Liumeng smiled slightly, and with a flick of his hand, a guqin appeared. With a flick of his fingers, an extremely powerful impact shook the middle-aged man to the ground.

"What kind of artifact is this?" The middle-aged man stiffened a carp, his face was shocked, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Although he was caught off guard for a while, how could a random blow from the Sixth Heaven have such strength? Unless it's this extraordinary artifact.

"It's called Lihui." Chu Liumeng's hand stroked the strings, and a trace of gentleness flashed in his eyes for a moment, and he said softly.

The middle-aged man stared at the piano and gritted his teeth with hatred. This guqin is very weird, not five strings, not seven strings, but ten strings: "...... Why haven't I heard of such a powerful magic weapon? ”

"Because its name has been forgotten." Chu Liumeng chuckled, "You only know it now, Fu Xiqin." ”

(Fu Xi began to cut the paulownia for the piano, ten strings...... Fuxi (qin) leaves the emblem, and the Yellow Emperor (qin) clears the horn - Zhang Dai's "Night Sailing Boat")