"You...... What did you do just now......" Cheng Ying stared at Zhao Xixing deadly, his face white and red.

And Ah Wei in the dark, no matter what kind of crown prince he is, almost put the knife on the man's neck.

This is not just a disciple, it is simply blatant, "Ming Xiu plank road is dark Chen Cang".

So, the one that was two circles larger than the normal one, the big one, also had an explanation.

It turned out that the "pit" had been dug a long time ago.

Zhao Xixing coughed lightly, as if his face was also a little hot, he didn't dare to look at the woman, turned his head and said, "The people take food as the sky." It is also the duty of the prince to inspect what the people eat. ”

Looking at the righteous and awe-inspiring saint's skin, Cheng Ying threw the flatbread over.

"Zhao Shenyan! It's a big deal!! Ever since you kicked the sheepskin ball and smashed my flowers, I should have known that you were not a serious person!! ”

After saying that, the woman rushed away angrily, and her back was crimson with Zhaojun Qiu, just like in the direction that the man couldn't see, her face also became the general color.

The snow fell on the spot, the moon was silent, the fireworks were still blooming lively, Zhao Xixing stayed in place, and the joy that had not yet dissipated was frozen in doubt.

He frowned slightly, looked at the direction in which the woman disappeared, and muttered: "No, it's recorded in "Spring Willow Warbler", this hall did it, how could you be angry?" ”

The man who has read all the books of the sages really can't figure it out, and he picks up the "skills" he learned by reading at night, as if, the ending is a little different?

It is said that the wind and moon in the world are difficult to describe, but the most difficult thing is the word style.

Lang Qing concubine, Xiaofeng waning moon, how much is heart-wrenching, the tribulation that the saint has to go through, there are more than nine hundred and eighty-one left.

At the end of the year, the wind and snow are sick, every household in Shengjing has put on bright red window flowers, the aroma of Tusu wine wafts all over the streets and alleys, and the New Year's health walks the streets and alleys, and it is lively before dawn.

Auspicious shop. Hua San, also known as Xiao Zhan, held the sword in his arms, and looked at the red-clothed girl who was worshipping the New Year in the hall, and his face was a little stiff: "I said, I won't accept it." ”

"Third brother, it's just a sword spike, not gold and silver, how can you not wipe your face?" Gui Yezi's hand out of the New Year's gift was frozen in the air and muttered.

The woman's palm, a sword spike with a string, silver silk thread, two bright red coral beads fell at the end, when the man danced the sword, the spike shook, silver light and sword light, fluttering, adding a little more grace.

It's not expensive, but it's a good thing, and it's really painstaking.

Xiao Zhan could naturally see it, but the more he saw it, the colder his face became: "It's not a matter of etiquette, it's that I don't accept it!" I don't accept any women's gifts except for my sister and mother-in-law! It's been like this in previous years, you don't know it yet! ”

Gui Yezi was dressed in a new tuft of water red scarlet felt, a cloak of feather satin, a freshly picked plum blossom in the sideburns of a crow, and the tips of the little boots of silver and red gray squirrel skin, each embroidered with two lively little foxes.

Fourteen-year-old Shaohua, looking at that pestle, pink and glossy, Su Ri's heroic and neat little face, is also as festive as the Magu in the painting.

Xiao Zhan glanced up and down, then took his gaze back, and added: "It seems that the Gui family really spoils you, and you have invested in it, look at it, you are dressed like an official girl." You can't afford this New Year's gift. ”

There was a faint chill in the man's words, Gui Yezi bit his lower lip, and suddenly slapped the sword spike on the case, with a bang, earth-shattering.

Xiao Zhan was taken aback.

But when I saw the woman copy out the plum blossom gun on her back, the shadow of the gun flickered, and the sharp blade was aimed at the man, and with a clear sound, the dust on the beams of the house shook down.

"Phew! Where is the monster, dare not accept this girl's gift! This girl has fought with you for a while! Bold little demon, lose, receive gifts!! Win, this girl carries a white flag and circles your auspicious shop three times!! ”

"Yo ho! That's a big bet! Little girl, you've never won a fight with me, and today I'll tell you to disarm and surrender to be a turtle! ”

Xiao Zhan's eyes burst with light, and he was suddenly interested, and he skillfully unsheathed his long sword, and on tiptoe, he greeted it.

The two of them are acquaintances all the way, auspicious spread out for a few years, and they have fought a few times, of course, the ending is always the same, but this same has been repeated for three years.

Jixiangpu and Xiangyunpu, at first I was worried, and then I was a fixed watcher, watching regularly, drinking tea and sipping melon seeds, discussing when, those who practice guns can fight those who practice swords.

So for a while, the snow under the eaves was whistling, the guns and swords in the house were lively, the sky was full of red plums, and the silver light was three thousand zhang, and the two killing intent went up to the sky and the earth, and went straight to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

Neither showed mercy. The gun hit the vital point, the sword hit seven inches, and it was a hearty fight, and it was difficult for Chu and Han to compete for the throne of Wujiang.

However, an hour later, when the red plum spear rested on Xiao Zhan's neck, the latter did not recover for a long time.

He lost.

For the first time in three years, he lost to this fourteen-year-old underdog.

"You! You actually let my master lose ......" The heart of General Chang Sheng's temperament also made Xiao Zhan unable to hang up for a while, his face turned red and white, and he stared at the woman's tongue knotted.

Gui Yezi wiped the sweat on her forehead, in the winter, her eyes were bright, and the residual shadow of the gun was not gone, stirring in the center of her eyebrows, as if there was a clanging.

"Third brother, I won! I won!! I won!!! ”

Winning a handful in three years, with a bad breath, Gui Yezi couldn't suppress the heart of the fourteen-year-old, laughed loudly in the house, showed a circle of broken rice teeth, and clapped his hands and cheered.

Xiao Zhan's face darkened, and he was about to take a few words from the elders, but his eyes suddenly froze.

Calico. The palms of the woman's hands were wrapped with a thick white cloth, and it seemed that there was faint blood oozing out of the fight just now.

Injure. In the wounds of practicing guns, countless tears and pains, a gun won the sword in exchange.

"You...... In order to win this time, practice ...... Why bother? Don't you lose all the time, so why lose again? Xiao Zhan gasped, his tone was aggravated, and he couldn't bear to blame, "If you waste your hands, you won't be able to hold a gun in this life!" ”

"Nope! Because I know your rules, don't accept gifts from outside women! So, be sure to win, by all means! ”

Gui Yezi raised her jaw angrily, and her pupils were scorching, like red plums, blooming to the top.

She threw the sword spike over, and the smugness that had just risen brought a little nervousness again-

"In this way, the third brother can accept my tassels!"

Xiao Zhan was stunned. This woman practiced hard day and night, and won him once, just to let him accept the New Year's gift, such a childish wish.

After a long time, he touched his nose and said in a low voice: "...... Silly or not? ”

"I'm not stupid! Willing to lose! Third brother, put it away! ”

Gui Yezi pursed his lips and smiled, he didn't know whether it was hot or ashamed, and his little face was suddenly red to the root of his ears.

Tao Li Mo is jealous, and Xiao Ziyuan is different. The snow is still frosty, and it is not very red.

This person is evil in the world, but there are still red plums, laughing and killing Shengjing Baihuajiao.

Xiao Zhan's heart jumped. Then he silently accepted the sword tassel.

year, finally with the heavy snow in the city, came.

The people were busy seizing the New Year's money and burning the New Year's dinner, but the imperial palace began to be busy worshipping ancestors in the southern suburbs.

All kinds of preparations for gifts and sacrifices, the palace was busy turning the sky, according to the rules, the heavenly family is directly orthodox, all have to go, the battle at that time, ten miles of yellow banners and a hundred miles of green feathers are not disgusted.

However, in such a tense drum, the East Palace was quiet.