Xiaoyaozi took the Chixiao Sword and looked carefully, and suddenly found that his own shadow was reflected in the white light revealed on the blade, and slowly in the shadow of the blade, his hair was unkempt, his face was full of blood, and the fierce spirit became vicious, as if a gluttonous giant beast rushed out of the volcanic magma, so frightened that he trembled, and quickly threw the sword on the ground, thinking, "This Chixiao Sword is the thing of Gaozu to cut the white snake and punish hundreds of officials, will it be too angry, making people have some terrifying hallucinations." Tomorrow get a blacksmith to get a scabbard and put it up. Xiaoyaozi slowly picked up the Chixiao Sword, rolled it up with a piece of red linen, put it under the bed, and washed up and fell asleep.

Bao Zhengming took Xiao Lizi and his entourage to the bottom of the mountain with torches, knocked on the door of the inn door to door and asked if there were any strange people staying in the house, but they didn't close their eyes all night. Everyone was exhausted and out of breath, and finally there was no way to find a Tiger Cave Villa to rest. "Thank God, I've finally waited for Uncle Huang! Except for the spies at night, everyone has worked hard tonight! Let's go down and rest, and continue to look for it tomorrow! Time is pressing! No matter what, we must find Uncle Huang this time!"

"Yes, my lord!" said that, the crowd withdrew.

In the middle of the night, Xiaoyaozi heard someone calling his name in a hazy way: "Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang......" Xiaoyaozi slowly sat up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and found that in the dark room, a red dragon with a golden light hovered over the roof, he was stunned, sweating profusely, his legs were spread, and when he touched the cloth next to the bed in a panic to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, he found that the red dragon spoke: "Uncle Huang, your brother's life is coming to an end, and the world is about to be in chaos!" The personal grievances are small, and the state affairs are the most important, I hope you will go back quickly to uphold the overall situation!"

"How do you know my background? I was born as an imperial uncle, this is a secret that outsiders don't know since I walked the rivers and lakes, and no one knows. Xiaoyaozi panicked, curled up his legs and looked at the red dragon.

"I am one of the Seven Divine Swords of Heaven and Earth, born of the madness and ambition of the ancestors, and I have witnessed the turbulent life of your Liu family for a lifetime, and who does not know? Now the Liu family is in turmoil, your brother Liu Tong, the king of Han, is about to die, and you are the only one in the world who is enough to command the world and turn the tide! Uncle Huang, now that the situation is critical, you must no longer indulge in the mountains and rivers and waste the rivers and mountains!" The red dragon stared at the round eyes and blew the dragon's whiskers.

"In order to sit on the throne, the imperial brother once set up a literary prison and a ban on martial arts, and the entire government and the opposition were deceitful, and the people were panicked, and it was not my wish to go to another country. Now he's about to fly away, but he wants me to pick up the plate and clean up the mess. I have been in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and I have already let go of everything, and the relationship between the palace is even more indifferent and unfamiliar, even if I go back to take charge of the government, I am afraid that I will have more than enough heart and not enough strength. Xiaoyaozi lowered his head and sighed.

"Uncle Huang, as long as your pulse is still beating, the banner of the Han Kingdom will never fall! Don't worry, as long as my Chixiao can still shine, even if I drain the blood of everyone in the world, I will never let you and the Han Kingdom fall! Now you also have my Chixiao's blood soul flowing in your body, and the heroic Yuntian will not lose to the ancestor back then! Believe me, believe in yourself!" After the red dragon finished speaking, he blew a gust of wind towards Xiaoyaozi, and then turned into a red light and flew into his body from Xiaoyaozi's heavenly spirit cover.

Xiaoyaozi hurriedly lit the lantern, took out the Chixiao Sword from under the bed, opened it and looked at it twice, rolled it up and put it next to the pillow, sat quietly for a while and lay down to sleep. After a struggle of ideas in his heart, Xiaoyaozi defeated the cowardly and lazy self in his heart, and he decided to take over the baton from his brother Liu Tong and provoke the pillars of the Han Kingdom.

Early the next morning, Bao Zhengming received a report from the spies, and after learning of the residence of the emperor's uncle Liu Wu, he hurriedly rushed to the place with everyone.

As soon as Xiaoyaozi opened the door, he saw Bao Zhengming kneeling in front of the door early with everyone, frightened, and was about to close the door to thank the guests, Bao Zhengming and everyone kowtowed and shouted: "Uncle Huang, Jin'an! We are on the orders of His Majesty, and we are waiting for Uncle Huang to return home with a sword drawing competition." Your Majesty hopes that Uncle Huang will not be unhappy in the past, and return to China as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation, support the building in the general, and save the Han Kingdom from danger!"

"Hehe, Master Bao, you are really quick to react, and your speed is abnormal, so you came to the door so quickly. Since I can't dodge, then I'll give it a go! Hurry up, please! I'll pack up my things, and I'll go back with you!" Xiaoyaozi smiled, thinking to himself, "Since everything is providential, then I will reluctantly obey the heavens." This is the trust that the imperial brother has placed in me, and this is also the future of the Han Kingdom. After walking the world, I already know the rivers and lakes well, and it will not be difficult to solve anything in the future. ”

Xiaoyaozi packed his luggage, got into the royal carriage brought by Bao Zhengming, and set off for the Han Kingdom under the protection of the front and back.

"Uncle Huang?" Gao Pengfei, who was drinking morning tea in the garden of the inn, was surprised at first when he heard this word, and when he reacted, he quickly put down the tea cup and ran to the inn hall in a panic, brushed off the dust on his clothes, and was about to kneel down to meet Uncle Huang, but he heard the shopkeeper say that Xiaoyaozi and they had already gone away in a carriage. Gao Pengfei thought to himself, "Uncle Huang, I hope you can take me with you, I don't want to make contributions, I just hope that I can save my father's muddy circle in the future and be a bright and honest manly husband." ”

The white-clothed scholar heard that this Chixiao sword had been pulled out in the Tiger Cave Villa, and gave up the idea of going to Niuwang Village, and heard that the Tiger Cave Villa has a thousand acres of plum gardens, dotted around Lanxi Lake. The scholar in white decided to go and enjoy it, and he didn't live up to this good spring.

The white-clothed scholar came to the Lanxi Lake ferry, there was a bamboo raft moored at the ferry, on the bamboo raft stood quietly a thin and tall woman with twisted braids, pink knots, a white long skirt, and a goose-yellow shawl, she was holding a quiet bamboo pole and waiting for passers-by to swim in the lake. The white-clothed scholar smiled and walked straight over, negotiated the price, stepped on the bamboo raft, and drifted in the ice-breaking Lanxi Lake with the bamboo pole behind him, bathed in the warm breeze with the fragrance of flowers, and envied the swaying aquatic plants in the water with the free plum blossom petals, the white-clothed scholar slowly closed his eyes and took a gentle breath, feeling the wonderful and comfortable Lanxi Lake under the spring breeze, and feeling the thick and warm spring. The water ripples all the way, the plum blossoms fly all the way, the plum blossoms flying in the air are immersed in the soft waves of Lanxi Lake, and they are wantonly swaying their youth in the warm current of early spring, hearty, and the scholars in white are also relieved and forget the troubles in the rivers and lakes. The bamboo raft gradually drifted away, gradually arrived at the center of Lanxi Lake, looked around, in the sea of plum blossoms, the surrounding water surface was full of petals, the surrounding shore was full of plum forests, full of purple and red, pink beauties, suddenly there was a melodious sound of the piano on the lake, and the sound of the piano, someone was singing:

Flowers are hazy

The water of Lanxi ripples

The plum garden is sunny and fragrant, and the flowers are unique and red

A branch of green and yellow is obliquely slanted, and the eyes are full

Diancui Morning Post Spring Letter

Fragrant garden

Walk the song

Iren cardamom

The garden is full of shame

Murmuring and singing Zhu Yan Yu Mu Jin

The white grass sand gull plays the pond and the wild crane

Take-off, landing, flying, perching

Thoughts bloom in the graceful shadow of the sunset

Friction Posture*

A cut plum

The red rhyme is slightly rippling

Gaze silently

Enjoy the sun's service

Dreams are conceived

Luoying's deep and shallow travel that reveals his heart

Can't hide

The corners of each elf's mouth were filled with a hazy smile

Nodding, greeting, and laughing quietly

Soft, warm, beige paint

Spilled on my hair, on my shoulders, in the sound of broken footsteps

Gilding my thoughts

The breath of longing

It has not yet settled

It's already full of Meiling

A faint floral fragrance, a leisurely red causeway

Intoxicating dimples make up a warm winter day

Lanxi Lake

A long skirt with a broken red float in memory

Emerald lake wings

Love song in whispering

Yoyo Meigang

Sporadic flower rain

Manchester City splendid

Collection of a satin thanksgiving to God

A satin treasure for you

Farewell Merlin

The bamboo fence is heavy with moon shadows

The mist began to cover the night

I'm afraid my thoughts will turn into ice

"This situation and this scene make me feel relaxed and happy, as if I am in a fairyland. The plum garden is so fresh, and the qin rhyme is so affectionate. If there is a plum garden in this life, it is enough to have a confidante and settle down with a heart!" The scholar in white couldn't help but applaud.

"Childe, good life Yaxing, this "Garden" from the Kyushu Jushi's poetry collection "Poetic World", deeply loved by my young lady, so the composition of Xia He, Qiu Xiang, Dong Xue four people play and sing, often make visitors feel refreshed. If you meet the master of my Meiwu piano, I see you, it is very suitable. The girl holding the bamboo raft propped up a pole, turned her head and asked the white-clothed scholar with a smile.

"The master of the Meiwu piano is the god of the green silk qin who broke through Youzhou City with a song back then?" the white-clothed scholar stood up in shock.

"Yes, doesn't the prince know my young lady?" the girl smiled faintly, "When the Qing soldiers attacked Youzhou, all the generals of Luzhou fought on the battlefield and never returned, and the people in the audience fled out of the city one after another and left the country. When hundreds of thousands of Qing soldiers attacked Youzhou, Youzhou was almost an empty city, Miss she was alone with the piano to climb the city tower, only to play a song "East Wind Breaking", the wind was strong, the wind and sand were everywhere, covering the sky and the sun, between the hundreds of thousands of Qing soldiers who were swaying in the wind or were split in half by the air flow of the strings, or were bled by the seven orifices of the piano sound shock, or were pierced by the sound of the piano, so that their blood flowed into a river, and the whole army was annihilated, which was also the biggest failure of the Qing soldiers that went south of the country and also brought decades of peace south of Youzhou. The girl said with interest.

"I didn't think that today I would have the honor to meet the world's first qin god, which is really a blessing for three lives. The white-clothed scholar smiled.

"Childe, do you want to meet my young lady? Every year, there are countless dignitaries and martial arts elites who admire and visit my young lady, and almost all of them are turned away. Because my young lady pursues perfection in everything and has an elegant taste, the visitor must be a talented and beautiful person to see it. The so-called talent and appearance are both complete, one must have clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, handsome and chic, just like that Pan An; I don't know if Childe is such a person?" the girl smiled as she covered her mouth.

"I am a monk halfway through poetry, and I am quite interested in the ancient and modern poems in the "Poetic World" of Kyushu laymen, and I often cite them as bosom friends, and I have a relationship with them under the green light and yellow scroll. For piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the love in my heart is real. In this impetuous society, reading poetry is enough for me to brush off the dust of my soul, as if I am drinking with ancient and modern sages, and my heart is full of joy. The white-clothed scholar moved to the side of the bamboo raft, kicked down, reached out and scooped up some plum petals floating on the lake, and sniffed them in front of his nose.

"Hehe, Childe is so elegant. We're almost there, and I'm going to tell my young lady that you're waiting for me on the shore. The girl smiled and parked the bamboo raft on the shore, tied the rope, and went straight to the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

After a while, the girl came down and said, "Childe, my young lady heard that you love to read the poetry collection "Poetic World", and it happens that it is also my young lady's favorite, and she is considered a bosom friend, so she decided to give you a chance. The young lady said that if you are willing, please ask the son to write a poem to write this "Yongmei" with my young lady. After that, he put down a disc in his left hand, placed the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, spread out a piece of rice paper with his right hand, handed it to the scholar in white, and wrote the book:

Shuofeng Yulin weaves Dongyin,

The cheeks are fragrant and the snow shines on the jade pot.

Green calyx sweet words lovesickness,

Palace fans are difficult to understand the blue dream.

Danqing waved Tang Cai,

Ink and wash reciting poetry.

Red Dust Wandering Shadow,

Singing and dancing beauty.

"The piano master is really good at writing, so that he admires and admires! The little student presented a graffiti work to harmonize the sound of the piano. Flying Fish Nine Style Fifth Style - Fish Luck Hydrangea!" After that, the white-clothed scholar threw the rice paper into the air, jumped into the air, and waved the fish intestine sword to dance in the air, the sword blade was like the wind, the camphor branches and leaves were swaying, with a "rustle" sound shocked countless green leaves, a round sword qi gathered and kneaded those flying green leaves into a green ball, rotating at high speed at the tip of the sword, the green ball was broken in an instant, and wisps of green leaf juice flowed slowly along the fish intestine sword. The white-clothed scholar walked like a fly, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the swaying rice paper danced with the sword in the wind, and the white-clothed scholar swayed freely on the back of the rice paper with the tip of the sword, and after a while, he put the sword into the sheath, reached out and grabbed the rice paper, handed it to the girl, and said with a smile: "Please hand it over to the piano master Yazheng." ”

The girl took the rice paper, ran back to the pavilion, and handed the rice paper to the master of Meiwuqin, who spread out the back of the rice paper and looked at it, and the rows of small green letters with the fragrance of camphor leaves jumped on the paper, as if the ancient tea of the valley was refreshing, and she couldn't help but read:

Modao peach blossom source pink fragrance,

Drunk dreams back to the lamp.

The lonely soul of the moon mirror is tired,

Twilight spring still remembers the fairy dress.

Spring goes to the apricot blossoms and falls into the dust,

Follow the fate of cultivating the immortal body.

In this life, the dream is attached to the fragrant stamen,

Look for jade people next to the tree in the afterlife.

The master of Meiwu stood up, holding the rice paper in the mountain wind, she was intoxicated, a gust of wind blew, she shook her head and grabbed the girl's hand and smiled: "Chunxiao, he is extraordinary, just in line with my heart." Hurry up, invite this boy to the piano house in the middle of the mountain to rest, and I'll go back to my room to freshen up. ”

"Yes, Miss. Chunxiao said that she was about to retreat, but the master of Meiwu suddenly called out to her again: "Slow down! Chunxiao, there is one more thing, you instructed Xia He, Qiu Xiang, and Dong Xue to unseal the best plum wine in my piano house, and prepare some tea cakes and dim sum, toon stir-fry, and little red head, I want to have a few drinks with this white-clothed scholar." Go ahead and do it. ”

"Okay, miss!" Chunxiao smiled and hurriedly ran to the ferry pier, and took the white-clothed scholar to the mid-levels piano house to rest. The white-clothed scholar looks around the mid-mountain piano house, this mid-mountain piano house looks down and has a wide field of vision, can overlook most of the Lanxi Lake, overlooking the lake and the shadow of the mountains have a poetic feeling, there are three bronze vats on the side of the front yard wall of the piano house, the lotus flowers are raised in the tank, the south-facing climate has made the lotus bud to be released, there are also a few golden carp in the water tank freely chasing and playing around the lotus pole, an incense burner in the center of the piano house hall is sunken incense, the incense burner is surrounded by five soft mats around the incense burner and placed in a circle, there is a crane-shaped high foot tea break between the couches to place the cup, and the wall above the piano house hangs a pair of Bo Yazi period qin and chiming pictures, three ancient guqins are hung on the left and right walls and roofs. After the white-clothed scholar sat down, Chunxiao brewed a pot of Tiger Cave Yunwu Tea for him first, "Childe, my young lady will be here soon, you can taste the new tea that is in spring this year." Chunxiao poured tea for the white-clothed scholar and instructed Xia He and the others to prepare tea and side dishes.

Suddenly, the master of the Meiwu piano, wearing a lotus skirt on a green background, a oil-paper umbrella through the shadow of the mountain and trees, walking lightly, micro-stepping Lingbo, like the wind drifting, her slender jade hands are white and red, the moment she puts away the oil-paper umbrella, her round white face is as bright as a hibiscus out of the water, and her blue hair is like a touch of snow buds in the new year.

"Childe, polite, I am Dugu Shanglian, the master of Meiwu Piano in Lanxi Lake, and I am really amazed to appreciate Childe's literary and martial arts today. The master of the Meiwu piano smiled, brushed down the hem of the skirt and sat down opposite the scholar in white, the scholar in white looked at such a fresh and refined young woman turned out to be the legendary master of the Meiwu piano, for a while, three souls and six spirits were missing, one soul and one spirit, and looked at the master of the Meiwu piano blankly.

"Where, where, the piano master has won the award, I Mo Feiyu is just a very junior under the door, the piano master's sonic skills are unparalleled in the world, I want to fight in Youzhou back then, the piano master annihilated 100,000 Qing soldiers with the power of one person, saving the people from fire and water. It's really the god of war in my heart!" Chunxiao rubbed the arm of the white-clothed scholar, and the white-clothed scholar who shook his senses panicked and clenched his fists and laughed.

"Hehe, those are my past things, when my father and brother were killed in battle, and the Qing soldiers killed my family and had no relatives, I was grief-stricken, so I started to kill. Later, I thought about it, I was also impulsive at that time, and I also destroyed many complete families with one thought. Later, every time I felt sorry for my sins, I would pray to the Buddha every year and chant sutras for those dead souls. The master of Meiwuqin took a sip of tea, his face suddenly darkened, and there was some self-reproach in his words.

"Therefore, most of the songs listened to by the piano owner are mainly sad and sad? I listened to your music "Garden" on the bamboo raft, which was also sad and pitiful. The white-clothed scholar raised the teacup to the master of Meiwu and signaled for tea.

"How many troubles in the world are constantly cut, and the reason is still messy, often only frowning, but on the heart. Love and kill each other, karma, which is right and which is wrong? Life is nothing more than a cup of tea, a pot of yarn, and prosperity for a while, whose world is cold?"

"Piano master, don't be sad. The world is impermanent, you and I are a drop in the ocean, how can we do it? Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, everyone's trajectory is written in the "Book of Changes", not human can do. Everything is natural, otherwise it will hurt the liver and spleen, and the qi will stasis the viscera, and you will eventually die. I also hope that the piano owner will see it open and relieved. The white-clothed scholar said, clasped his hands together, and performed a Buddhist salute.

"Hehe, let Childe see it. I've been sad for years, but in fact, there is nothing, and I hope my son will understand. Not to mention anything else, today it is rare to meet a bosom friend who is in love with me and shocks my heart, how about I cook tea for my son?"

"Childe, you are really blessed, I think we have been following Miss for five years, and we have never seen Miss Fuqin cooking tea. Chunxiao said with a smile.

"What Sister Chunxiao said is very true. Hehe, today our four sisters are fortunate to touch the light of their son, and they can open their eyes. Qiu Xiang, who was waiting on the side, clapped her hands and smiled.

"Mouthy. Master Murwood smiled and blushed.

In his early years, the white-clothed scholar and his master Chi Silie heard the master mention that there was a kind of tea boiling extinct in ancient times - Fuqin tea cooking has been lost for a long time, and he thought, "If you can see this eternal mastery in your lifetime, it is not in vain to drink the world's famous tea." ”

The master of the Meiwu piano, his legs are crossed, his hands are folded, his breath sinks into the dantian, he exerts his strength, slowly opens and straightens his arms, opens his hands, and moves his ten fingers, as if knocking on the door, and suddenly the guqin on the walls and roofs around him "knocks". The faster the ten fingers clicked, the more the guqin kept sounding, like surging spring thunder. The owner of the Meiwu piano raised his hands to the top of his head, his ten fingers were clasped tightly, and he struck each other, as if the sound of the impact of the jade ring agate, and suddenly the guqin around flew out of the pleasant sound, and the whole yard was full of wonderful notes, the sound of the qin was like a spring thunder to wake up all the creatures on the mountain, and the water in the large vat in the courtyard began to surge and boil, and the goldfish jumped out of the water, jumped into the lotus leaf or held the lotus bud and snoozed quietly. The owner of the Meiwu piano smiled and turned her hands straight from the top of her head to her chest, her fingers pointed to the big vat, the water in the jar flew into the air, and fell straight to the teapot, she pointed her finger to the teapot again, and the teapot flew to the middle of the hall in the middle of the mountain with the direction of her fingers, and was suspended steadily, as if Penglai Xiandao stood in the clouds, and the sound of the guqin around was continuous, and the sound of the qin became denser and denser, such as the mountains and seas filling the entire courtyard, and the flowers and birds in the courtyard raised their heads. Stop, the boiling tea in the teapot seems to call for inner joy and passion, and the lid of the pot is thumping with the boiling tea. The owner of the Meiwu piano slowly lowered his hands, the teapot slowly fell to the ground, a faint fragrance of tea overflowed, the water in the vat was as calm as ever, and the goldfish jumped into the water and was still jubilant. Everyone was stunned and applauded.

Master Meiwu lifted the teapot with a smile, poured a cup of tea for the white-clothed scholar, held it with both hands and handed it over, and said with a smile: "Childe, please use tea." The white-clothed scholar took the tea cup, and there was a sweet milk and honey smell between the faint tea fragrance, and he lowered his head to blow open the floating tea leaves in the tea cup, only to see that the tea soup in the tea cup was glowing red, and the original green tea turned into black tea.

"Master Qin, what kind of tea is this? Why did the original green tea become black tea?" The white-clothed scholar looked puzzled, and Chunxiao, Xia He and the others also looked at each other and marveled.

"Childe, I don't know, I cook tea with the qin, just for my bosom friend or lover, I boil it with hard work, turn it into soup with blood, and make a sigh with my expression. Shanglian fell in love with Childe at first sight, and was willing to ask Childe to stay, hand in hand with me for the rest of his life, Qin Jian and Ming, I don't know what Childe wants?"

"Sure enough, it's a good tea, and it's sweet. Thank you for the love of the piano owner, but I am now in a very difficult situation, and I am being plotted by others, and the master may have misfortune. Don't leave the extraordinary door and everyone safe in this wind and snow, and waste the rest of the year. After taking a sip of tea, the white-clothed scholar drank it all and spoke eloquently.

"Childe, with my sonic skills, I can walk alone in the martial arts, if Childe is willing, I am willing to go out of the mountain to help Childe, relieve the troubles of life, and complete the long-cherished wish of this life. I only hope that after the son fulfills his wish, he will retire to the mountains and forests with me and grow old together. I wonder if there is a place for a little girl in the child's heart?" Seeing this, Chunxiao, Xia He and the others all smiled and retreated.

"The master of the piano, beautiful as a flower, martial arts is the world, he is the dragon and phoenix among the people, I have admired it for a long time, I never thought that I could see it today, let alone ...... However, it ......" The scholar in white was hesitating, when suddenly the master of the Meiwu piano spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

"Qin master, what's wrong with you?!!" The white-clothed scholar asked nervously while holding Meiwu Qin Master, Chunxiao, Xia He and the others heard the shouts outside the courtyard and hurriedly ran in.

"It takes ten years of internal effort to cook tea in Fuqin, and it will take a few days of rest. You now have ten years of my martial arts in your body, and your martial arts cultivation has reached a higher level. The master of the Meiwu piano said weakly in the arms of the white-clothed scholar.

"Why are you so stupid! Hurry up and drink some black tea!" The white-clothed scholar blamed himself a little, and as he spoke, he picked up the teapot in a panic to pour the tea, only to find that the teapot had dried up.

"You're stupid, what's it to vomit blood, even if I want to die for you, I'm willing. Little fool, Fuqin cooks tea, and the crystallization is only a cup. Hehe, you will also have my blood in your body in the future, and I know what you want. Don't worry, Zao Wou-Ki's kind of villain will deserve it, and your master and the drunk Taoist will be fine. Master Meiwu smiled and clenched the hand of the white-clothed scholar and coquettishly became like a cute little girl.

"Well, I'm stupid. You know all these things that I am worried about?" the white-clothed scholar was suddenly a little frightened.

"Yes, you have a thousand knots in your heart, and I know them all now. Don't worry, there will be me in the future. Don't lie to me in the future. The voice of the master of the Meiwu violin was a little delicate.

"Okay. The white-clothed scholar smiled.

"Then you promised me. Great, you are not allowed to call me the piano master again. In the future, you will call me Lian'er. The master of Meiwu suddenly sat up excitedly, hugged the white-clothed scholar, and vomited blood again.

"Okay, okay! Lian'er is good, you have a good rest and heal your injuries first!" The white-clothed scholar felt that he was also drunk, and hurriedly shouted: "Chunxiao, Xia He, you help Lian'er go to the room to rest." ”

Chunxiao, Xia He, Qiu Xiang, and Dong Xue all pursed their lips and smiled when they saw this, and helped the master of Meiwu to rest. The white-clothed scholar looked at the Lanxi Lake in front of him, as if he was dreamy, he had never had today's adventure in his life for more than 20 years, and thought, "Is this the legendary peach blossom luck?"