Chapter 1: Costume dramas still use English names?
Although it was early winter, the north wind in Hangzhou was already howling, and the smoke lit by the man was bright and dark in the snow, and the accumulated ashes quietly fell to the ground, dissipating with the north wind at the street entrance. All the scenery is so melancholy and tragic! Yes, he's going to do an earth-shattering thing todayββββ a big thing that's enough to pay off three months' rent and utility bills!
On the other side of the street, the sirens sounded from far and near, and he knew that this was a good time to slip away, and he gait calmly and pretended to be decent.
"Uncle policeman, this uncle litters cigarette butts!" A little boy said to the traffic police who happened to be passing by.
When the man heard the word "police", he trembled and fled in a hurry.
Yue Linglong ββββ heirloom treasure, guarded and inherited by the Xuan family for generations, can be opened by the old man Xuan today
ty was brutally stolen, and the murderer was ahead.
That's right, it's him! Beauty and wisdom are equally important, the embodiment of heroes and chivalryββββ the first thief in Wulin (Hangzhou), Gao Gradual! Never once in eight years of stealing...... Succeed.
Gao Yan was still running, ran to the lake area and smiled evilly, and threw the black bag in his hand into the lake with his left hand. "Baa hahahaha!" Mission accomplished.
Xuan Linxi had just had a big quarrel with Old Man Xuan and was kicked out, and he was rowing a boat in the lake with his friends. Suddenly, something hit the back of the head, bang!
Gao Wanran's eyes were black, and he finally arrived at the answering place, and the answering party Xiaopang wiped his snot and tears: "What should I do, Xiao Yan, the boss is rowing in the lake, I don't know which grandson littered and stunned the boss, huh!" β
Xiao gradually embarrassed, "Don't talk about it first, how is the boss now?" β
"Uncle police is still fishing!"
At this time, Xiao gradually suddenly clutched his chest and fainted.
Xiaopang wiped his tears and pinched Xiao Yanren: "Brother, don't be like this, you have to be strong!" β
Xiao gradually raised his head and held Xiao Pang's hand: "Chubby, if I tell you that I threw the wrong bag, will the boss forgive me?" β
Xiao Fat was blinded for a moment, and quickly checked the black bag in Xiao Yan's right hand, and the fake Yue Linglong was lying there quietly and peacefully. So, the real thing...... He scratched his head and roared, "You...... You...... You're left-handed! It's over! Mom! β
Bang! After a wolf howl, the fat man also fainted.
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Xuan Linxi felt that she was getting farther and farther away from the rippling sunlight on the lake, the cold lake water slowly robbed her of her body temperature, and the oxygen was exhausted, she had to let go of the hand covering her mouth and nose, and let the cold water cut into her throat and nose like a knife, rushing into her lungs. Covered in loneliness, surrounded by cold.
The moon slipped from the bag, and the light refracted was as beautiful as a dream, the first ray of morning light, the last shadow of twilight.
Xuan Linxi's eyes were dark, but his consciousness was still sober, and a clear female voice suddenly came from his ear: "Hello, little girl!" β
"Oh my God! Someone! Help, help! Help me! Xuan Linxi shouted in his heart.
"I'm afraid I can't save you, because I'm a fairy daughter." The girl expressed regret and was in a pure Sichuan accent.
What kind of logic is this! Xuan Linxi was embarrassed.
"But if you find Yue Linglong, you may be able to survive." The fairy daughter said again.
"Yue Linglong is in my hometown, if you save me, I ......"
"The one who just hit you is Yue Linglong, and I am the fairy daughter who lives in it, Linglong Yue."
What the? Yue Linglong was thrown away? The old man will have a heart attack! What loser kid is so loser, ruining the heavens!
Also, the delicate moon in the moon Linglong? Xuan Linxi was embarrassed again.
"In short, the fairy daughter is going to send you to another world now. Yue Linglong is the medium, and if you find it, you can come back. The fairy daughter doesn't want to be soaked in water all the time! Besides, you are still a descendant of the Xuan family, hehehe! β
The fairy daughter smiled a little sinisterly.
The Xuan family is a family that specializes in cultivating killers, where medical and poison techniques have been passed down and improved from generation to generation, and they have joined forces with the Jimo family to revive cold weapons, so they are well versed in hidden weapons.
However, as a clear stream of the Xuan family, Xuan Linxi can be said to be a straw bag that left home at a young age, everyone knows that the Xuan family has Mo Ying, but they don't know that the granddaughter of this generation is Xuan Linxi.
Also, Xuan Linxi has never participated in any activities of the Xuan family, nor does he fight for the rights of family property, except for filial piety and respect for the elderly during the New Year's holidays, the Xuan family knows very little about their eldest lady, just a cowardly straw bag who is greedy for life and afraid of death.
"I'm not going!" Xuan Linxi protested in his heart. She still has a lot to do in her life, "I still have half a sandwich in the fridge!" β
"Not going? Well, I'll give you the unfortunate news, you're going to hang up right now. If you promise the fairy daughter, the fairy daughter will help you save your breath for the time being, if you don't agree, hehehe! β
The fairy smiled sinisterly again.
What a fairy daughter, coercion and temptation, so insidious! It is worthy of being nurtured by his own family from generation to generation!
"Okay, okay, I promise, you tell me what Yue Linglong looks like first...... Wow......"
Before Xuan Linxi finished speaking, the fairy daughter had already exerted her strength. The dazzling white light came from far and near, and a huge gravitational pull followed......
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Who's so loud? The dead are going to be woken up!
Xuan Linxi opened his eyes.
After choking on water, her throat was hot, her chest was like a knife, she hurriedly turned over and spit water, and kept vomiting and vomiting, almost spitting out a stream.
Mother, saved!
She vomited enough and stood up, twisting her soaked clothes, thinking about where this colorful skirt with wide sleeves and facing the wind came from. But now she is drenched all over, such a big skirt wraps her, and she is a colorful soup chicken, how can there be a little elegant feeling!
Looking around, "!! β
Look at this antique, magnificent style! Look at this pavilion and water pavilion, the decoration of the bead curtain painting! Look at the handsome and dashing handsome guy with a black face in front of him!
The handsome guy has sword eyebrows and sideburns, his eyes are as quiet as tea, and his outline is strong, like a pen dipped in burnt ink, an ancient painting made in one go.
This little brother is handsome, but his eyes are hot and vicious.
Xuan Linxi was stared at uncomfortably by that vicious gaze, and glared back viciously.
The handsome guy's handsome face was full of disdain and disdain, and he said coldly: "Not dead yet?" There was a kind of shock in his voice, not angry and self-threatening.
Xuan Linxi smiled kindly, but his tone was not good: "Fart!" Don't have long eyes? β
The little guard on the side opened his mouth wide in shock, and pointed at Xuan Linxi tremblingly: "Bold female thief, dare to be disrespectful to His Royal Highness the Prince!" Get down on your knees yet! β
Prince?
Xuan Linxi sneered, grabbed a little girl, and brought it to the prince, in an arrogant tone, "You, tell this little rabbit cub what are the consequences of feudal restoration in today's Communist Party of China!" β
The little servant was speechless in shock, and looked at the prince timidly.
Xuan Linxi let go of the poor little guy, saw that the prince didn't speak, and snorted coldly, "I'm afraid!" Also, oppress the good people, be poor and extravagant, and take the old road of capitalism, hum! These crimes are ...... in today's fight against tigers and flies."
At this time, His Royal Highness the Prince, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "Bi Er, kill her." β
The personal guard Bi Er clenched his fists and received the order, "Yes!" β
billοΌ Could it be that he is related to Bill Gates? The guards of this costume drama still have English names? It's so avant-garde!