I... Anyway, my son-in-law is very cool, and you are like stinky mud in the field compared to him. Bai Wanwan didn't allow others to insult her idol, but when she got angry, she even faded a little bit of fear, and her dark and clear eyes were bright and aura: "Those vulgar fans, my son-in-law can't look down on them!" ”

"Boss, don't talk nonsense with this, just take it back." Mythical Dogleg then said.

The ruffian was also annoyed: "Your son-in-law is so good, then you let him save you, Lao Tzu doesn't quarrel with you, you will know what a real man is after cleaning up twice." With that, he reached out and grabbed Bai Wanwan's shoulder.

Bai Wanwan closed her eyes trembling in fear, and didn't wait for the ruffian's dirty hands for a long time, so she quietly opened her eyes and looked secretly.

At that time, the wind stopped and everything was quiet, and even the magpie on the dead branches was silent. Under the moon hanging high, the white-robed and black-belted swordsman with a hat walked from the depths of the cold light with a wine in one hand and a sword in the other. In the darkness, the water-colored eyes seemed to float like a streamer. It seems that the cold moon has been reduced to his background, except for setting off the person's appearance and dust, he can't even distinguish half of the light.

From the eaves in the distance, the bells and whistles of the body as light as a swallow barely took long, and the next moment came to the wall of this alley. He looked down at the people in the alley, and seemed to have found something interesting: "Her son-in-law and I are here, do you have any last words?" ”

A cold voice, with a hint of snow, sparse but not cold.

The ruffians stared wide-eyed and froze in place, too shocked to speak, staring stupidly at the large clouds of Shu curly embroidered on the man's white robe on the wall.

Bai Wanwan's eyes widened, and she looked up at the immortal who stepped on the moon like the group of ruffians.

The duck shook the two coins of begonia flower brew in his hand with the red thread in his hand helplessly, and the two petite and delicate porcelain jade bottles collided and made a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Why are you stunned? Run. He tilted his head slightly, the smile in his eyes was mixed with doubt, and he looked like a young man who had not been deeply involved in the world.

The ruffian knew that this person couldn't be provoked, and they all came back to their senses and ran out of the alley like crazy, I don't know if it was an accident or a coincidence, when the ruffian came out of the alley, he happened to be hit by the flag of the restaurant next door that was blown down by the wind, and he hit the hand that had wanted to touch Bai Wanwan. He didn't dare to stay, he just ran away again with a frightened look.

The duck looked at their background thoughtfully, and the choked Bai Wanwan read out the confusion of "what brand of garbage is this" in his eyes.

Bai Wanwan, who was standing in place stupidly, stammered, and didn't know what to say. I'm racking my brains like a perfect excuse or something.

The duck suddenly jumped down from the wall, and couldn't help but explain the red line and handed her a bottle: "Taste, Fengyue Lou Jiang Ji Tang Flower Brew is a must in the city." ”

"You, you...... Go to Qinglou just to buy wine? Bai Wanwan took the cute little porcelain vase and looked at him with wide dark eyes.

seems to be pleased by her cute and naïve face, and she can't help but want to reach out and touch her soft hair, as if she vaguely remembers that it feels good......

Retracting his thoughts, his gaze was as soft as water, and as far as the eye could see, it made people feel like a spring breeze: "Otherwise? You followed me all the way, didn't you think I was the one who coveted beauty. ”

"How do you know ......" Bai Wanwan covered her mouth in time.

The duck finally started, and stroked the soft hair of the little girl with satisfaction, and the smile couldn't be hidden in her throat: "Guess why I walk so slowly?" ”

Bai Wanwan blushed a little, lowered her head hurriedly, looked at a loss for what to do, but in fact, she quietly rubbed her head against the warm palm of her idol, like a rabbit, startled, and eager to be touched.

"What's your name?" He asked softly.

Bai Wanwan was stunned for a moment, raised her head and replied in a dizzy whisper: "Ah Wan." ”

"Tomorrow I'm leaving Yoshijo for the next place." The bird inexplicably moved away from the topic.

Bai Wanwan was confused and lost, and with a soft sigh, she reached out and unconsciously stirred the hem of her clothes. The girl's feelings in my heart are as complex as a long poem.

"Pick it up."

"Hmm...... Well?? ”

She looked up blankly, and a long sword was thrown from his hand, still lingering in the warmth. She subconsciously reached out to catch it, and saw that the silver-white scabbard was engraved with flowing clouds and curved water lines, which looked so beautiful that it was almost shining. Ah Wan immediately recognized this as the sword that his idol never left his body: Liuyun Bangqing.

The duck sighed a little helplessly, bent down to look at her, and the lips under the hat curled: "Take my sword, it's my follower, little girl, come with me tomorrow, okay?" ”

Before the girl could recover from the huge shock and surprise that made her dizzy and answer, he had already unscrewed the wine cork and poured it up, and walked slowly out of the alley, muttering in his mouth: It's so stingy, so little, Jiang Ji slammed the door and the like as always.

Bai Wanwan blinked, carefully held the sword in his hand, and turned his head excitedly to look at his back. The long wind is thousands of miles, the leaves are falling, and in the clear light of the moon, the back of the young man is straight and tenacious. The wind lifted the black belt embroidered with blue water around his waist, causing the clouds and white robes to hunt and float. The half of the handsome side face exposed under the hat is written with the unique calm chivalry of the young swordsman.

The elegance is unique, unparalleled in the world. Just like the day she glanced out of the sedan chair, or like when he rolled up his sleeves and bent his eyes into her hijab, the sword Lingyun.

The swordsman who called the swordsman and the little girl began to wander the world, and when anyone saw him, it was a chivalrous act. Besides, the little girl has been with him for several years, and the relationship between the two is naturally not something that confidants can summarize. ”

The storyteller coughed, took a sip of tea slowly, and then continued: "Maybe in the near future, the heroes of the rivers and lakes will be able to receive the wedding card sent by the donkey." ”

The men in the audience applauded for a while, and the story of chivalry and beauty will not be boring on the rivers and lakes at any time.

And Bai Wanwan, who was wearing a hat on his head, listened to the last sentence and led the man beside him to the door.

"Childe, they all said you would marry me, so when will you marry me?"

The man holding the sword was amused and laughed: "Do you see whose girl is as unreserved as you, clamoring to get married?" ”

Bai Wanwan said confidently: "But I'm not someone else's girl." ”

"Yes, yes, this is my girl."

The swordsman had no choice but to compromise.

Outside the door, the tethered old horse waited quietly for his master, and the story of the two wandering the world will not be broken after all.