The world is vast, and the upper and lower sides are rivers and lakes.

There is autumn rain today, but the news on the rivers and lakes is faster than in the past, the huge Fufeng City is shrouded in rain and mist, adding a lot of seclusion, there are warriors wearing hats stepping on the bluestone slab, rushing away, the stagnant water on the bluestone slab is trampled to ripples, and it returns to calm again, reflecting the lofty sky.

There are eagles fluttering their wings.

Xue Qinshuang was dressed in men's clothes, holding a green umbrella, and walked into a wine shop following the aroma of wine.

Although the wind and rain are strong outside, but her cultivation is already profound, and she has not suffered a 'disaster', her own Xiao Er diligently wiped the table with a white cloth scalded with boiling water, and the girl sat down, her eyes fell on the little second-hand palm.

With her eyesight, she can easily see that this little two body has some hard skills such as 'iron sand palms', so that she can hold the rag that is glowing with white gas, and her thinking is slightly divergent, thinking about how to do it if there is no martial arts, and then thinking about how people's lives and histories will be written in a world without martial arts inheritance?

Xue Qinshuang was slightly distracted.

Presumably, there are also different wonderful.

With a slight feeling in his heart, Xiao Er had already sent the scalded wine and served it with a plate of cold dishes.

The fragrance of wine was fragrant, and the girl's slightly dazed eyes flashed with brilliance, and when she came back to her senses, she laughed in her heart, but she felt that the autumn rain season would always make people feel a lot.

It is also great for drinking alone.

Autumn is not the time to call friends.

Raise your hand to pour yourself, not in a hurry to drink into your throat, but first smell the aroma of wine, look at its color like jasper, the color of satisfaction in your eyes, raise your hand, lips lightly on the rim of the glass, suddenly heard someone whispering, but very excited, is that the sound is almost drilling into the girl's ears.

"I heard ......"

Xue Qinshuang continued to drink.

"That Fufeng collects books and guards ......"

The action of raising his hand to drink was slightly paused, Xue Qinshuang's originally slightly closed eyes opened a little, the wine glass in his hand was not put down, it seemed that he was still sipping gently, but his mind was already on the person who spoke, and he also noticed its direction, it should have come in after him, only remembering that his steps were hurried, full of water and mud.

Why is it related to Wang Anfeng?

Xue Qinshuang was a little curious in her heart, and the rich flavor of the wine became thin.

It's still raining outside.

The drinker over there first picked up a few fennel beans and threw them in his mouth and chewed them, and then drank again and again, and the liquor entered his throat, dispelling the coolness of the rainy day, and exhaled comfortably, only then did he notice the threatening gaze of his friends at the same table, laughed, recalled what he saw below, sighed in his heart, and couldn't help sighing:

"That Fufeng collection of books, I'm afraid it should be on the list of hells......"

Several people around were surprised when they heard this, you must know that this star list only includes the young heroes before the weak crown, in terms of combat performance, almost all of the earth demons can be invincible in the eighth grade, and the evaluation of the book keeper is what any martial artist in this Fufeng City can say.

After all, this young man's martial arts style is too extreme.

The curious gaze of the people around him seemed to give the person who opened his mouth a unique enjoyment, he smiled, took another sip of wine, and then opened his mouth unhurriedly, telling what he had just seen, but after all, he was just a bystander, and his words were naturally quite untrue, and he wanted to see the surprised eyes of the people around him, so it was inevitable to exaggerate.

Fufeng collects books and guards Wang Anfeng, holding an umbrella against the enemy.

Under the 'umbrella', there was a sword qi that soared, smashing the rain curtain.

The seven-rank martial artist sighs to himself.

The Upper Third Grade Grandmaster, who had already stopped, was extremely impressed.

Every time he said a word, it would make others exclaim in surprise, and also make the person more and more proud, stand up, carry the wine jug in one hand, hold the wine glass in the other, stumble two steps, and recite the poem of the sword, although everyone around knows that it is inevitable to exaggerate, but the same warriors, and even those who make the sword as soldiers, inevitably yearn for it, and it is quite noisy for a while.

The wine glass in Xue Qinshuang's hand had stopped at some point.

She placed the bottle on the table, looked at the rain outside, and suddenly felt that she had been wrong.

Autumn isn't a good time to drink alone.

Instead, you should go to the rain to compete with swords.

If the one who competed with her sword was dressed in a blue shirt, holding a wooden sword, and waving his hand was a sword qi, it would be the best.

Under the autumn rain, in the wine shop, next to the wooden table.

The girl in white held her cheek in one hand and the wine jug in the other, and muttered in her mouth:

"Wang Anfeng ......"

"How cunning!"

In the south of Fufeng City, a deep courtyard is hidden in a prosperous place, made of bluestone, under the rain curtain, the more you see the seclusion.

According to the requirements of the "Rite Examination Record", the south of the city here should be the office of the officials, but the Fufeng City is large, it has its own flexibility, there are officials in all directions, and the south of the city is the family of the officials, the family of the noble family lives in the middle of the court, and the courtyard is the pattern of three entrances, and the rhyme of the piano can be faintly heard, and it comes out from the inside.

A few days ago, Xuan Zhu, who secretly attacked Wang Anfeng, was sitting under a pavilion, holding a wine bottle in his right hand, looking at the rain outside, as if he was distracted, and the eldest sister Yu Wen was in the inner hall, and did not go in, just stood at the door, slightly closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and listened to the sound of a piano.

She has never held the sword like a horse bandit today, and she is wearing a skirt, and she is listening quietly at this time, but she is worthy of what Wang Anfeng thought in her heart that day, she is really as quiet and elegant as everyone's ladies, and the sound of the piano in the room is cut off, and a gentle female voice comes out, saying:

"It's windy outside, why don't you come in?"

Yu Wen opened her eyes, looked at the rain outside, shook her head and smiled:

"No, auntie, the rain outside is very comfortable, and the sound of my aunt's piano is also good."

There seemed to be a helpless chuckle, and after a while, a young man in black stepped out, holding a silver plate in his hand, which contained many delicate snacks, and made up enough of eight things, raised his hand and handed it over, and said:

"Miss Yuwen, don't you like the eight looks that the housemother brought from Tianjing City the most?"

The girl's eyes turned slightly, and gave the young man a look, the latter nodded knowingly, raised his hand and opened the dim sum in the middle of the silver plate, revealing a small wine jug with a view, Yu Wen's face appeared happy, and then raised his voice, and said:

"Thank you, Auntie, I'm also bothering Brother Dingsong."

The young man in black knew the two meanings in this sentence, laughed angrily, shook his head and said:

"As a general, Dingsong can't be a big brother."

Yu Wen stuck out her tongue and smiled, and put the wine that was unique in Beijing and never passed on to her arms in her arms, raised her hand to pick up her heart, and took a bite gently, only to feel that her lips and teeth were fragrant, and her eyes were slightly narrowed, like a crescent moon.

The young man in black raised his eyes to look, but saw that above the sky, which had become higher and higher due to the accumulation of rain clouds, there was a black-feathered eagle with wings down, drawing a black line in the rain curtain.

It's like an arrow shot by a border general.

The young man in black was in a slight trance.

In a daze, there was suddenly an extra thing in his arms, it was the silver plate, the young man subconsciously hugged it, and saw the girl in front of him raise her hand to let the eagle stop on his arm, and untied something from the eagle's claws, her eyes lit up slightly, as if she had encountered something of great interest.

I only shook the letterhead with my left hand, unfolded it to look at it, and saw a strange name in my eyes, which seemed to be a man, slightly stunned in my heart, frustrated and powerless, but comforted me indiscriminately.

It's okay, Wang Anfeng.

Wind, how handsome and elegant the word, maybe it's a girl's house.

It's just that this word is a bit of an eyesore.

But looking at Yu Wen's reaction, even he didn't believe in this comfort, needless to say that as a general, even if it was a stranger's letterhead, he couldn't peek at it, but there was something in his heart that made him unable to restrain himself, and he peeked through the letterhead.

Wang Anfeng, the bookkeeper of Fufeng, fought with people outside the Fengzi Building today, and his swordsmanship was extremely strong, even if the rest of his kung fu was ordinary, it was difficult to stop his brilliance.

Under the storm, you can kill eight products.

Can use bamboo umbrellas as sword energy.

Yu Wen's eyes lit up slightly, and she threw the eagle into the sky, and the woman inside the door could hear the movement outside, and said curiously:

"Green Bamboo ...... What's wrong? ”

The girl with the pseudonym Yu Wen thought for a while, but did not put away the letterhead, and said, "It's a very interesting ...... Well, very interesting friend. ”

"If my aunt is interested, I can tell her story......"

There was a slight pause in the voice, and a woman chuckled and said, "Then you can come in......

The girl jumped in, and the black-clothed young man outside suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, his eyes drooped, and he was about to put away the silver plate, but he saw the pastry that the girl had bitten into, and the soft snack was printed with small tooth marks like the moon, which were getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, like a ghost, lingering.

The body was slightly stiff, there was a fever on the face, a trace of redness appeared, raised his eyes, did not dare to look, stretched out his hand to turn the snack in a circle, and said in his mouth:

"Don't look at indecency, don't look at ......"

"I didn't look at it...... I didn't see it, I wanted to see it......"

It wasn't until he turned around that he breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

It's more exhausting than fighting on the battlefield.

PS: Today's first update is presented

PS2: Thanks to the fisher slow fisherman's reward, it's a little late today, and ...... after There will be a more offering, (the roar of the salted fish)