A red-clothed armor was like a sunset, and there was a flash of afterglow under the burning clouds turned into a scorching flame and fell from the sky, Qin Changjie's heart was churning in the sea of clouds, and in a trance in that flame, he vaguely heard the bright red and hot blood in the yellow sand sky, and the river of blood would be piled up into a mountain of white bones and flow in the endless abyss.

Under the moonlight, there was a cold wind, filled with the smell of blood that made people vomit, there were no people for hundreds of miles, dead wood was difficult to make the climate, seven-fold gauze clothes, white bones, there was no miserable wail, only the cold heart and flesh and blood were fused with the sword.

The blue petals in his hand were startled with a faint flash of blood, and the aura that originally had Yang Ling was poured into the world in an instant, turning into a touch of crimson and quietly withering, and there was a cold and penetrating enchantment behind him.

The low voice was slightly hoarse, the chin was full of white beard, and when he leaned down, the metal pieces on the armor collided and made a clanging sound, seeing that the horse was a little restless, he gently pulled the horse's reins, stretched out his palm and stroked the horse's mane, and then quieted down and wagged his tail.

However, when the man in red armor turned his head sideways and looked at Qin Changjie, he said a little coldly, and then instantly hid in his eyes full of humility like grass and trees, exuding a cold and cold aura, lifting his body, looking at the reins holding the horse, and said respectfully: "Baili Lingsheng has seen Huaiguan Gongzi. ”

Qin Changjie heard that there was a hint of ridicule in the words of the young man on the horse, and he burst into laughter, and while ordering someone to send Su Tang away, Gu Su Beiyu, who was slowly leading the horse in Tsing Yi, laughed in a low voice, and the young man sitting on the horse saw that Qin Changjie was so abruptly blue, and a burst of cyan appeared on his face.

March and April is when the peach blossoms in Jiangcheng are in full bloom, Gusu Bei Gardenia leads the horse to walk on the stone steps on the bridge, looking at the peach blossoms in the distance gradually scarce, the wisps of the west wind ripple, and then a piece of white mist spreads a thick cold, a layer of ice and frost, and then walks into some of the plum blossoms to welcome the cold and bloom.

"Jiangcheng has never had a Huaiguan, only a long street! Brother Baili stepped on this bridge is the road leading to the Qingmei Three Courtyards, on the road, no matter who is walking, if you want to forcibly step on a horse, what will be the consequences at that time, Bei Yu naturally does not know. ”

Gusu Bei Yu stretched out his hand to touch the season that was completely different from the outside world, no matter what time of year in Jiangcheng, the peach blossoms bloomed all year round, but the three courtyards of Qingmei were perennially cold and biting.

The plum blossom branches poked out of the frost, and a clear and proud aura penetrated the body, like a white shawl falling from the heavenly fairy.

Gusu Bei Yu looked back at Baili Ling Sheng, who had not dismounted in the distance, the source qi in his body was running, and it was subtly visible that a thin layer of crystals on his clothes was gradually melting, and Yang Ling behind him followed Gusu Bei Yu to also release the source qi in his body, but Qin Changjie's clothes did not see a trace of frost and ice.

At this time, Gusu Bei Gardenia's fingers were put together, and a light blue light appeared, pointing on the four doors and ten roads on Qin Changjie's body, only to see a faintly visible source qi barrier flowing from between Gusu Bei Yu's fingers and integrating into Qin Changjie's body.

Qin Changjie looked at Gusu Beiyu and Yang Ling's clothes with a faint aura flowing, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, since the first time he came to this Qingmei Third Courtyard, it was Yang Kongshan who led him here, and when he just stepped into this Jiangcheng called the mountain is not a foot of the mountain, a cold breath eroded the whole body, thanks to the protection of Yang Kongshan's source qi, he had the heart to enter the Qingmei Third Courtyard in this mountain is not a mountain.

Born weak, it is not that the meridians of cultivation are not passable, but the way of heaven is like this, when I heard that I was born, I cried for three months, the corpses were all over the field, countless heroes and martyrs were buried in the vast mountains and rivers, and the peach blossoms that bloomed all year round in Jiangcheng withered at that time, and the withered petals were shocked and covered with blood.

As for these, I only heard when Yang Kongshan and Xie Gong of Qingmei Third Courtyard were talking unintentionally, and his ignorant eyes looked at the tea cup with the lights flickering, his pale face couldn't bear the cold of the night, and he fell asleep listening to the sighs, and when he woke up, he was the only one lying in the picturesque for more than half a month, and he didn't see Yang Ling.

Since then, from calling the mountain not a mountain back to the picturesque, the nightmare ripples disturbed the mind in the night, crying and difficult to sleep, but the master often accompanies the bedside to take care of it, playing the night of tranquility and cultivation of the qin music to fall asleep, can make the Yangkong Mountain lights dim and burn until dawn.

The heavy volley fell, and the Baili Ling Sheng, who was standing on the ground, rolled up and down, causing the peach blossoms to scatter all over the sky. Several iron-clad masked Red Iron Yan soldiers on the iron horse all stepped down into the air, a few peach trees not far away trembled violently, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Baili Ling Sheng's mouth, holding the saber in his hand and stepping on the stone steps.

When he took a step, several Red Iron Yan soldiers behind him followed, and Baili Ling stretched out his palm and said, "Just wait here for me to come out!"

"Ling Sheng Shaojun!—" said one of the leading men in the middle of the iron horse.

"If you don't feel at ease, follow behind, and the rest will wait here!" Baili Lingsheng fell with a cold voice, and stepped onto the bridge to cross the stream.

When the red boots stepped into a step, he saw a layer of frost on the iron boots made of metal, the corners of his mouth pursed and let out a sneer, he raised his knees and stepped heavily on the ground, stretched out and collapsed into a torn smash, patted off the fog on his body and went towards the distant Gusu Beiyu.

Light dye followed behind him and looked behind him, and what he saw in his eyes turned out to be a mirror picture, and after the refraction of the stream, a plum blossom appeared on the mist, and the traces of the yin and yang of that peach blossom appeared.

A chill passed through the body, and the deeper it went, a trace of warmth blew on the face, and it had to be amazed, looking up at a towering pavilion in front of them.

"Carving insect skills, these children's tricks can only coax the shallow meridians to be as weak as an idiot on the cultivation path!" Baili Ling Sheng looked back at the gradually disappearing picture and said softly.

The disdainful gaze glanced towards Qin Changjie's cold eyes, and a haughty aura loomed around, the spear on his back was particularly eye-catching, and the spear on his back seemed to feel the breath of Baili Lingsheng, and let out a faint hissing sound.

"Let Baili Shaojun smile, the Xie family likes to specialize in these illusory formations, Bei Yu is worried that if Brother Baili walks on a horse, I am afraid that it will touch the operation of the formation here, and he has to let Brother Baili hike this road less than 100 miles. Gusu Beiyu brushed his sleeves and bowed and smiled.

"Bei Yu, how can this young gentleman be such a reckless person in your mouth, don't ridicule me Baili Lingsheng. ”

A small boat passed by on the stream, and several people followed behind Gusu Beiyu towards the towering pavilion.

Walking on the noisy street in the sun, Qin Changjie suddenly realized, what he had seen before was an illusory touch in his heart, but when he heard Baili Lingsheng's words that were not faintly implied, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed after hearing it, and felt Yang Ling's hand on the shoulder, and after a while, he didn't care so much.

Dressed in ice blue silk, embroidered with elegant peach blossom pattern of snow-white piping, between the hair strands of an empty mountain nanmu hairpin under the white hairband swaying in the wind, Baili Lingsheng a spear into the sky, wearing red armor, a heroic spirit diffused in the air. Many girls on the road saw it, causing a ripple of their eyes to look at it.

But when the figures of Qin Changjie and Yang Ling appeared, there was a burst of embarrassment, but the same ripples and undulating sound were not revealed in their eyes. Although there are angular and delicate expressions on the immature face, it is very ordinary in comparison with the temperament of Gusu Beiyu and Baili Lingsheng.

Who would not have thought that Baili Lingsheng, who was dressed in red armor, straightened up and looked at the girls standing on the bluestone slab, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, a pair of ink-colored pupils squinted, his arms were half-folded in disdain, and he said indifferently from thousands of miles away: "I can walk back and forth in front of this young gentleman, but it still won't enter the heart of my heart." ”

Hearing Baili Lingsheng suddenly come out of his mouth such a sentence, the girls who cast his eyes were all frowning and full of displeasure, and they wanted to find a trace of spiritual comfort in Gusu Beiyu's full beauty, but Gusu Beiyu had already entered a courtyard.

Rolled up his sleeves and knocked on the wooden door a few times, and two attendants walked out of the courtyard, Qin Changjie followed Gusu Beiyu to salute, and the two returned the salute to them, and then under the leadership of these two attendants. Walk through a small courtyard, and then through a long corridor, into the towering pavilion that a few people saw before.

Casually glanced around the inner courtyard, a clean and peaceful, red-dotted plum blossoms bloomed in the cold, and a few peach blossoms were tightly clinging to the buds behind those plum blossoms, full of sleepiness, walking into these flower trees, only to find that the towering pavilion was still in the distance.

Looking at the towering pavilion behind the two pavilions that were covered by clouds and mist, when you walked in, you came to a pool of lake water in front of you, and when you looked away, the sparkling lake rose full of impermeable mist, and there was no trace of passing on the water, and the three pavilions were on the opposite side of the lake.

This caused Qin Changjie to feel pain, and he hadn't even seen a broken boat at the moment, the dense fog on the water was so deep, if he wanted to volley the source qi in his body turned into a long rainbow and flew through the sky, he couldn't see his five fingers before he reached mid-air, and he was not a cultivator among the four, which was simply an unfair treatment for him.

His eyes kept turning, and he cursed these original people who were doing all these bells and whistles a few times in his heart, but it could be seen that the few people around him were looking at the thick fog between heaven and earth with their eyes unmoving, Qin Changjie frowned and whispered: "Why are you waiting here and not getting up to go over?"

"Didn't you kid hear the sound?" Yang Ling looked at Qin Changjie, who was full of doubts, thinking that he was deliberately pretending not to hear anything, and had the intention of playing with Baili Lingsheng behind him, and said in a low voice. When they stepped onto the pool of water in front of them, the attendant who led the way behind them told them that Duke Xie had informed the distinguished guests to let them wait here.

In the thick fog, like a fairyland, the faint sound of bells on the horses, from far and near, the snow under the wheels made a slight "squeak" to pierce the quiet atmosphere, only to see a carriage out of the fog, those fog that filled the sky gradually faded.

At present, the endless lake has turned into a place full of snow, and there are two branches of snow under the carriage, and a few plum blossoms are blooming white and red, looking at the gradually clear body of the carriage, I wonder if the picture in front of me is another prank.

The iron-wrapped wooden wheel crushed the bluestone slab that fell a layer of frost, and stopped in front of a few people in Qin Changjie, and a pleasant voice came out in the carriage like Huang Yingmian's soft words, and then the guard sitting on the board of the carriage picked up the whip and hit the horse's buttocks lightly.

"I've been waiting for a long time, I can go!"

A long neighing sound of horses sounded, stepping on the horse's hooves towards the picturesque, until they met the Red Iron Yan Army who had been waiting outside for a hundred miles, and several iron horsemen followed behind him, attracting the attention of countless pedestrians on the long street. Seeing Baili Lingsheng getting on the horse and walking leisurely, the two of them frowned on Qin Changjie on the bluestone slab, and when they called, their legs were tools for walking on the road.

When the wooden wheel stepped onto the alley, the frost printed on the wheel disappeared, and it looked wet, leaving a long wrinkled wooden wheel on the bluestone slab.

From the small window in the carriage, a woman lifted the curtain that covered the carriage and secretly looked at Qin Changjie behind her, and saw the sunlight sprinkled above the heads of the two, looking away with thoughtless eyes, pursing the corners of her mouth and covering Yiren's smile on the water side with a brocade handkerchief.

"Girl, the maid is clumsy, and she can't see who is the young lady behind the car. Through the disdain for the arrogant wrist jade of the young man behind him, he withdrew his gaze from outside the car into the carriage, and his beautiful eyebrows couldn't help frowning, pursing his lips and playing with the Jinpa Road in his hand.

In the delicately decorated compartment, a young girl sitting in it sneered, and looked at the body of the jade maid, a pair of crisp breasts like galloping horses and gently grass on the plain, fell between a simple and elegant cloth clothes. The flaxen-colored hair was like a nine-day Milky Way scattered vertically on his shoulders, and his face was slightly red.

Stretched out his little hand and suddenly snatched the brocade handkerchief on the wrist jade maidservant, there was a piece of paper on the brocade handkerchief in the palm of his hand, and the paper was written in fragrant ink with many lines of flesh and hemp font, deliberately put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed: "When you arrive at the picturesque city of Wanling and see Uncle Yang, don't you naturally know who this wrist jade is when the time comes?"

"Wrist Jade" frowned after being slightly stunned, took the paper that the woman pretended to put on the tip of her nose, lowered her head and put it between her knees and said, "Wrist Jade, you stinky girl is messing around again!"

A convoy walked on the bluestone long street avenue so slowly, the sky became more and more dull, the peach blossoms on the street could not see a trace of slight blowing, walked for more than an hour, from the south city and the north mountain to the end of the north city, Qin Changjie behind the car was helpless, thinking about how he had avoided Nangong Kui from the picturesque city of the north city and walked to the south city out of breath.

I don't know when, as soon as I stepped into the picturesque border, the sky suddenly darkened, and I vaguely looked up, and my eyes were slightly squinted, and it was actually drizzling. What the naked eye saw was a gray dreamy light, and when it touched the skin of the face, it was found that the drizzle was even more difficult to observe than silk.

If it weren't for how many hours had passed from the sky, he could touch his clothes and refuse to leave, and when the breeze came in front of him, his body was slightly cool, and it was much cooler than before. Although it was very stuffy, after seeing the heavy armor of those horses and horses, my heart was a little comfortable, but the comfort of these moods came from the Baili Lingsheng who was walking in the forefront.

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Closer and closer to the painting, the heavy clouds and mist are rolling on the green mountain peak, the breeze between the mountains is blowing, and at the same time, the peach blossom trees are constantly swaying, and the petals on the ground are rolled up layer after layer, when a peach blossom falls on the shoulder of Qin Changjie, the black clouds above are heavy, like an inkstone turned to the ground.

A drop of water the size of a pearl fell on the forehead and splashed four or five pieces of water, dripping, dotting and falling, the dead leaves on the ground made a "rustling" sound, the wheels on the wooden wheel crushed into a deep stream, and the dead leaves on the ground stuck to it and reincarnated, and then gently wandered in mid-air and fell elsewhere.

The raindrops in the sky were connected at this time, and at a glance, it was like thousands of silver filaments falling from the sky, and a burst of refreshment rushed towards the face, which felt like washing away the dust on the body. Seeing those countless raindrops falling on the crimson iron armor, letting the relentless pain splash over his face, he still stared ahead with a cold gaze.

At this moment, from the void, the Gusu North Gardenia on the horse pierced like a ray of light, carrying a gust of wind across it. Immediately, the soaked half-sleeves hung in the air, and the palm of his hand firmly held the lightning-like lightning, and it turned out to be an oil-paper umbrella clearly, when he opened the oil-paper umbrella.

What caught Qin Changjie's eye was that an oil-paper umbrella that had not been opened for a long time covered the raindrops falling on his clothes.

However, the oil-paper umbrella that was held open in his palm made Qin Changjie secretly cover his mouth and smile.

Under the cool rain, the strap tied to the hair ripples with the breeze, and the oil-paper umbrella that keeps the rain out of the hair is actually the umbrella that the woman has when she shelters from the wind and rain.

On the pale yellow oil-paper umbrella, embroidered with a boudoir flower-like girl, the little finger of the orchid led a silk handkerchief and fell in front of the window to look at the courtyard after the rain, the scattered petals fell to the ground, not to see the first bloom of the splendid, petite and lovely, only the girl sat alone in front of the window and sighed secretly.

Gusu Bei Gardenia under the flower umbrella, but regarded the painting on the oil paper umbrella as a helpless chuckle, sat on the horse and went in the direction of the painting, sighed and said: "It's good to have an umbrella to cover the rain, why bother with such bells and whistles!"

Outside the carriage on the horse, the coachman sitting on it made silk in the baggage, and the oil coat coated with a layer of tung oil was quickly draped behind his back, and the raindrops fell on the coachman's hat and flowed on the ground with the oil coat. The woman in the carriage gradually felt a hint of coolness in her body, and the cloak made of fine pale pink silk in her hand fell on the shoulder of the "wrist jade" beside her.

"Miss, the sky is a little cold, the cloak falls on the body, just to block some cold, although Jiangcheng is mild all year round, when it is cold, it does not feel much, and when it is hot, it will not be too irritable, but if there is a trace of cold, you must add some clothes, otherwise the cold and cold will break your body. ”

"Wrist jade, this coldness is what is to my aunt and grandmother, Luoyi was much more interesting than here at that time, either a peach blossom overflowing, or a peach blossom flying all over the sky, at that time the first time I saw it was a little novel, but I walked around this Jiangcheng capital, except that the peach blossom is the peach blossom, if I didn't go to the old man's Qingmei Third Courtyard to see the plum blossom first, it was really boring for my father's most distressed daughter. ”

"Miss, you are not born to be a woman with the demeanor of everyone in the imperial capital..."

In the carriage, the woman in gorgeous clothes wanted to say something, but a cold light fell on her eyes, and when she saw the "wrist jade" next to her, she was not allowed to say her ugly eyes, sneered, muttered a small mouth, and looked at her "wrist jade" with innocent little eyes.

A gust of wind was lifted a corner of the car curtain, when Gusu Bei Gardenia was like a lotus flower out of the mud in the water, suddenly messed up the woman's heart, like a spring breeze on the ignorant and tender face, the woman squinted slightly and looked at the Gusu North Gardenia in front of her, and the girlish shyness climbed on a trace of crimson.

"Miss, the young man who has been dyed in his heart by Jiang Cheng's cultivation for his excellent decoquentiality is indeed much more pleasing to the eye than the children of the family in Naluoyi City!"

"Don't forget, the children of the family in Luoyi City today all went from Jiangcheng back then. ”

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It was a drizzle, and there was a dense layer of small white spots on the hair, but when the eyes were full of turbid rain, the clothes were soaked and half-transparent. His clothes were wet, and his thoughts were as anxious as the rain that was falling rapidly.

Qin Changjie, who was slapping his face and letting the rain flow down his face, held the cuffs on his shirt tightly, afraid that the rain would wet the sleeves, and in the bulging cuffs was the sugar gourd he wanted back from Yang Ling, and when an oil-paper umbrella appeared in front of him, he hurriedly said: "Thank you!"

But when the person who sheltered Qin Changjie from the rain, he leaned his head on his shoulders with a big grin, and the soft and elastic touch behind him was like rippling in his heart, and the aroma like an orchid wandered on the tip of his nose at this time, and a hot breath blew from his ears to his face, and he couldn't help but shiver, he was originally cold, and suddenly disappeared completely in the world.

The picture that seemed to be like skin fusion poured into his side in an instant, and it was a little hot at this time, flowing on the tip of his nose with a hint of hot fragrance, and his silky fingers slid slightly over his face, until a familiar voice came from his ears, and he suddenly saw a stiffness, and was hugged tightly by the plump body behind him, and sneered: "Stinky boy, thank you for your hypocrisy and farts to my senior sister!"

"Senior Sister Nankui, please eat sugar gourd, hehe, you are so uncomfortable and breathless!" With a hot face, he turned to look at Nangong Kui behind him and said resignedly.

Hearing this, Nangong Kui's eyes lit up, and she hugged Qin Changjie more and more, pinched his face all the time, and said with a smile as if she was angry: "Your kid's mind, I think my aunt and grandmother are like a three-year-old child, and a sugar gourd wants to send me away." Let's keep it for Nianci!"

Nangong Kui saw that the sugar gourd hidden in Qin Changjie's sleeve was placed in front of her by him, sneered, took the well-cared sugar gourd, and put down the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

"Yang gradually quit, you don't tell me secretly!" Qin Changjie glanced at Nangong Kui behind him, and whispered to Yang Ling.

"Qin Changjie, why didn't I tell you, my eyelids are sour!"

"I haven't told my senior sister yet, why did some scholars in Jiangcheng tell him how to marry me when they invite you two to drink wine for a month?"

As he walked under the green mountain peak, the peach blossoms in front of him became more and more charming, and a hazy pavilion under the water of a lake and pond by the mountain gradually became clear, Qin Changjie lazily looked back at his senior sister Nangong Kui who loved him and said: "It is to coax those children of the scholar clan to drink money, such as the four masters Nangong Kui in the painting, my senior sister of Qin Changjie, and can marry her to vulgar people at will." ”

Night.

The gray and hazy sky, the soft raindrops touching and approaching have become the love and hate between the two sides of the strait to part, the cold in the breeze comes from the high mountains and the water grows, and the rain that temporarily rests on the ground flows into the picturesque peach blossom pond with the murmuring of the mountain stream.

From a few drops of water droplets on the petals gradually came a carriage, under the silent green hills, looking away, staying in a picture of a blue lantern, a faint white mist, like a secluded fairyland under the night unique.

"Phew!"

The middle-aged man sitting in front of the car slapped his palm heavily on the wooden board under his buttocks, turned over and jumped, and fell to the ground with a muddy splash, shattering the hazy moonlight. Take off the hat from your head and set it aside, take the small stool from the board and place it next to the carriage.

"Xiao'er, it's in the picture. ”

When the coachman dropped the small stool to the ground, a low but vaguely sonorous voice fell from the coachman's mouth, and the curtain was gradually lifted by a jade hand that poked out, and only to see a woman like a palace waist of Huan Huan stepped down from the carriage, and immediately, a woman wearing a cloak made of fine silk jumped off the board.

He only looked at the peach blossom scenery around, but he didn't notice the small stool under his feet and stepped into the air, the crisp bones under the folds of his shirt creaked, and he heard a scream tearing from the side of his eardrum. Seeing such a dangerous aura dissipating from his gaze, Yang Ling stepped forward and hugged the woman who fell down tightly in his arms.

A virgin who has not yet come out of the cabinet, a young man who has not yet experienced personnel, his eyes look through each other, and they are all a faint crimson under embarrassment, as if they are reincarnated in ten years, and the three generations meet each other, I don't know if it is marriage or evil, and anyone is unknown.

"Smack!"

A crisp and piercing sound appeared, a pair of suddenly unknown eyes were dull, and the red and hot palm prints forgot that they had fallen from the sky from the overwhelm, and the buzzing irritability echoed in her ears, the woman frowned, put her hands on her slightly bulging chest, and pouted and looked at Yang Ling with a look of disgust and disdain as if she had seen a hooligan.

"Nasty embryo!"

After such a funny picture, they will all be in full view of Qin Changjie and Nangong Kui behind him, and he couldn't help but sneer, and subconsciously put his hand on his face, and with an unexpected piercing sound, he deeply felt a burst of numbness and pain in his speechlessness.

"Crazy man, crazy woman, stretch out a helping hand, and then hold the narrowness to return it, if you knew this, you should have let this crazy woman fall to the ground!" Yang gradually dropped the sleeve of his hand in the air and fell, glanced at the woman, and left towards Qin Changjie's side.

When he turned around and walked in front of Qin Changjie, a long rainbow from the air walked towards Yang Yanci's back, and when he looked carefully, the woman's fingers were together, and her slender palms hung in the hazy night. Above those fingertips, there was a violent and manic breath, and that breath came from the sky with a clanging sound.

Suddenly, a thunder whip glowing with purple light appeared in the slender jade hand, and the purple thunder whip was held in a hand, cutting a void in the air, and the petite waist twisted, and in an instant, the sky was torn apart, and a phoenix roared through the picturesque Qingfeng Mountain.

With a terrifying purple whip shadow, it flew up and down, hitting each other, like a purple snake body flying in the sky, dazzling.

Just when the purple whip was about to draw to the back of Yang Wanci, an oil-paper umbrella fell from elsewhere behind him, blocking the whip waved in the air, and gradually came from behind to tie the horse to Gusu Beiyu, picked up the umbrella that fell on the ground, smiled slightly, and saluted to those people: "Since you come to my Bei Gardenia to know the ten commandments and ten texts, and you are the guests in the painting, you should enter the courtyard and sit down peacefully and elegantly to drink a warm tea together, to relieve the fatigue of the tired boat, isn't it comfortable?" Why stand outside and endure the cold wind of this cold night?"

When Gusu Bei Gardenia finished saying softly, the wind in the cold night blew, and it became colder and colder than the previous Jiangcheng, and the frost gradually condensed on the branches of the peach blossom trees in the distance. Deep in the green mountains, the mist of the mountains sleeps heavily in the bushes.

And the woman saw that the whip drawn out of her hand was blocked by Gusu Beiyu, and her heart burst out of uncontrollable unwillingness, from childhood to adulthood, the elders of the family followed his temper, and the children of any family and her generation all surrendered under her skirt, and the unreasonable was not the temper of the eldest lady under the favor, but the glory won on the path of cultivation.

The woman frowned, a pair of pupils glowed with a blazing heat, raised her arm slightly, and the soft whip in her hand appeared again with a purple light, and said to Gusu Beiyu: "Miss Ben didn't expect that when I saw that you made a slight move just now, I blocked this whip, and saw that your cultivation was like those waste materials a little smoother, and besides, staying in the carriage along the way, my hands were a little itchy, so it was better to accompany me to move my muscles and bones." ”

And the warm Gusu Bei Gardenia smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, looking at the umbrella in his hand with a light ink-like pupil, leaving the woman's provocation behind, walking towards a few people on Qin Changjie like a breeze, handing the umbrella in his hand to Nangong Kui, leaving a sentence: "It's cold, be careful of catching a cold, Mr. is still waiting for us to eat." ”

Stepping on the stone steps, a figure went down to the plaque on the door like a picture, leaving an atmosphere full of embarrassment, and when Gusu Bei Yu stepped in, he said a word of burying the meaning, which made several people in Qin Changjie behind him laugh.

"This umbrella shelters from the rain, although it doesn't make Bei Yu's clothes wet, but next time I trouble Kwai Er to put more effort into choosing an oil-paper umbrella, it is a little inappropriate for me. ”

"Oh, by the way, Miss Xiaoxiao, it is indecent to talk to her husband in such a hurry before she marries into my daughter-in-law in my picturesque, but it doesn't matter, if one day she gradually resigns and bullies you, Miss Xiaoxiao can find me, a senior brother, to vent her anger for you. ”

"Uncle Lin, it's better to let Bei Yu take you to the side room to change your wet clothes, Mr. has laid out a thin wine waiting for you in the side court, such as the picture is at the foot of the green mountain peak, and the cold is heavy in the middle of the night, which will cause some damage to the body. ”

A few words were hastily spoken, and the words were light, but they were deeply shocked by the ripples and undulations.

With a smile towards the sky, the coachman who avoided the corner walked in a position where several people could see, took off the oil coat on his body, and a sharp light ignited from the cloudy gaze, frowned, swept over the woman, sighed, and stepped into the picturesque with Gusu Beiyu.

Several teenagers standing outside had their own thoughts in their hearts, and their inner thoughts were all caused by the hasty words of Gusu Bei Gardenia and the coachman who appeared in the night looking up to the sky and smiling, and several pairs of figures gradually departed, and then looked at each other.

"Sister Nangong, Brother Bei Yu is saying what I mean about Qin coffin, when you choose an umbrella for someone to use, please move your clever eyes, such a gorgeous and bright oil paper umbrella, Brother Bei Yu doesn't feel uncomfortable when he uses it! A dignified seven-foot good man, so enchanting like rippling autumn water, his perfect temperament is all muddy by you!" Qin Changjie held the umbrella with both hands and put it on the back of his head, and sneered.

"Smack!"

Nangong Kui coldly waved towards the back of Qin Changjie's flaxen-haired head, and explained: "It's not that I didn't have time to take a look at it at that time, and if you look carefully, your kid would have been drenched into soup Qin Changjie, and you are still here with my senior sister and I Yin and Yang!"

Qin Changjie's pupils showed a trace of sensitivity, seeing Nangong Kui waving his palm at him, he saw a trace of pre-understanding to dodge it, laughing at Nangong Kui, who frowned, holding an umbrella on the ground with his palm, sighed, and said: "Hehe, I can't fight, I think that my senior sister has chosen her favorite umbrella style for a long time when she sees that she is selling umbrellas at a stall, and in a panic, she only picks out the umbrella sold to women." ”

Nangong Kui heard that what Qin Changjie said was nine times out of ten, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, looking for Qin Changjie on the roof of Yong'an Street in Nancheng, and she was full of doubts when she didn't see Qin Changjie for a long time.

I don't know how he Qin Changjie escaped under her nose, until when she returned to Beicheng, when she saw Qin Changjie in clothes sneaking in front of her with an old man in rags, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and when she Nangong Kui caught up, she was surprised, it turned out to be Su Tang from Beicheng.

As soon as Su Tang heard Nangong Kui call him Qin Changjie, under the threat of coldness in Nangong Kui's deliberate gaze, he told Nangong Kui everything that happened, how to make a sound under her gaze, how to know where she was, and clearly said it one by one.

"Stinky boy, what should I do, senior sister, what are you doing! Be nosy, take care of your mouth, otherwise..."

"Yes, yes. Changjie sneered and scratched his head.

When Qin Changjie and Nangong Kui's eyes seemed to have reached some kind of agreement, Nangong Kui walked towards the gate of the painting, looked at the departing Nangong Kui, put an extra paper umbrella on his shoulder in his hand, and walked beside Yang Wanci: "Let's go, Yang Wanci, I was beaten with a slap, who called her Lin Xiaoxiao." ”

After Qin Changjie finished speaking, when he put his eyes on a woman in front of him, the woman smiled and bowed her head to salute, Qin Changjie nodded slightly, and then looked at the woman with some remorse in her pupils, and then covered her mouth and sneered.

Qin Changjie put one hand on Yang Yanci's shoulder, and the other hand tightly held the paper fan on his shoulder and walked into the courtyard of the painting, the woman was still in a trance, until she was awakened by the wrist jade maid beside her, she suddenly felt like a dream, and couldn't find a way to avoid the embarrassing atmosphere, so she followed in a panic.

The hazy moonlight, the branches in the eyes formed a thick layer of frost, and under the sky like an inkstone splashing ink, a white expanse appeared like white paper, which fused with the ink and suspended above the void, and the light dye that disappeared behind Baili Ling Sheng in the distance fell on the eaves in the distance again.

"Lin Yan!" A light flashed in his lightly dyed pupils, and with a sneer, he disappeared into the night.