The literary prison during the founding period of the Great Qin, how could Old Master Hou not know? Even today, although the literary prison is not as fierce and violent as the founding period of the Great Qin, it is still not to be underestimated.

Old Master Hou didn't know whether he was angry or frightened, his whole body convulsed, and then he spurted blood and fell to the ground......

Dare to hit him with a ring ruler, so that you only vomit some blood and faint for a while, it is already very merciful.

There was a young man standing outside the door, no need to look, Xiao Yumiao knew that this person's martial arts cultivation was extremely profound, the seventh order of martial arts, and he also cultivated the natal five elements true yuan fire spiritual power.

In Xiangcheng, Xiao Yumiao didn't know the existence of such a person, that is, an outsider.

Such a master is not a native of Xiangcheng, and for Xiao Yumiao, who pretends to be a waste material, he is unwilling to get acquainted.

But this person blocked the way Xiao Yumiao wanted to go, and he didn't have the intention of getting out of the way.

Xiao Yumiao waited and glanced at this person.

The man was about ten ** years old, with handsome facial features and a blue shirt of ice and snow satin, which made people who saw him naturally think of the sky.

The blue sky is pleasing to the eye.

Bai Haitang never thought that he would meet Xiao Yumiao so closely, this villain who made him worry after seeing him, and he was indignant and dissatisfied.

From the first time I met Xiao Yumiao to the encounter at this moment, Xiao Yumiao always brought Bai Haitang an extraordinary shock.

First it was shocking, and then it made him grit his teeth with hatred: the flower thief with three hands. and then he is the true body of the prince, and just now, he saw his sharpness hidden in the world.

"Borrowed." For strangers who are not hostile, especially the other party is still a pleasing master, a handsome boy who has a good impression at first sight, Xiao Yumiao is rare and polite.

With a cool and crisp voice, pleasant to the ear, Bai Haitang was shocked by his gaffe, and then politely gave way to Xiao Yumiao.

The elegant lotus-like dark fragrance is mixed with a hint of the coolness of herbs and mint, and at the moment when Xiao Yumiao and Bai Haitang passed by, Bai Haitang's heart was disturbed.

Bai Haitang was like a young man who had just opened his heart, and involuntarily spoke: "Xiao Shizi." ”

Xiao Rumiao turned around, her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes as black as ink flashed with a puzzled light,

"Huh? This son, we know each other? ”

"In the lower white begonia, the people of Kyoto, if you don't give up, you want to invite Xiao Shizi to have a drink, how about it?"

Bai Haitang's mood when he talked about business for the first time was not as good as it was at this moment, his heart was beating fast, he was full of apprehension, and even the wording of the conversation was very imperfect.

In Xiangcheng, few people dared to take the initiative to invite Xiao Rumiao to drink, let alone invite him in a place like the entrance of the academy.

This is the teaching of the saints, how can it be disrespectful?

But this invitation is exactly what Xiao Yumiao wants at this time.

The person who has really drunk wine with Xiao Rumiao can be counted on one hand, which is a metaphor for Nangong Fengyi, a metaphor for Uncle Yu and Uncle Yu, and a metaphor for pearls......

"Let's go for a drink?"

"Yes."

"You want to be treated?"

"Yes."

"But we're not friends, we don't even know each other."

"Aren't we acquainted now? I believe that soon we will be friends. ”

Xiao Yumiao looked at Bai Haitang's clear eyes full of joy and smile, hooked her lips and smiled faintly, this person is a little interesting...... (There are two more chapter updates, the exact timing of which is undecided.) Good night and good dreams. ）