A touch of purple is like a purple thunder falling from the sky, suddenly falling from the top of the snow flat to the ferry, and countless mountaineering tourists are shocked.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who went out of the building, stood on the ferry, looking at a Yellow Dragon warship under the jurisdiction of the Qingzhou Naval Division, and there was a captain in armor standing at the bow of this towering building ship, and the sword halberd on the ship was Sensen, exuding an arrogance different from that of the local Qingzhou armor, as the building boat approached, the people on the shore with better eyesight saw a flag, written with a word that was unexpected, Xu! After recognizing this royal flag that hunted in the northwest of the dynasty, the saber on the waist of those armor soldiers who were relatively unfamiliar to the Central Plains was called out, cool knife! Xuanyuan Qingfeng narrowed her narrow eyes, and her mood was far more complicated than her tranquil expression. She didn't care about the Beiliang lieutenant on the bow of the boat, Hong Bi, was the second guest of Huishan only after Huang Fangfo, although he was a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, but because he was proficient in the art of war, especially in cavalry, he later followed that person to Beiliang, not hesitating to bear the infamy of the two surnames of domestic slaves, hoping to make contributions on the battlefield, but after entering the Beiliang army, his reputation has not been obvious, Xuanyuan Qingfeng originally thought that Hong Bi would be depressed, and did not want a secret letter to be delivered to Daxueping, the letter said that before the start of the martial arts conference, Hong Bi, the new lieutenant of Youzhou, would lead a hundred elites, escort more than 90 large boxes to give gifts to the missing moon building, and congratulate her Xuanyuan Qingfeng on becoming the leader of the martial arts league, the letter also used the four words "unify the rivers and lakes" that are full of ridicule.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered and muttered to himself: "Obviously, people are about to die, and I haven't seen how good you speak." ”

Above the ship, in the big box, is the treasure of the arsenal of Qingliang Mountain Tingchao Pavilion, and all of them are first-class rare books.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at the rolling river in front of him, the great river will not be returned, do you want your daughter to be scattered and never return? I want to be the head of the great disaster back then, and I will leave you for the sake of the Huishan family business and my father's last wish. At that time, you were just an ant in the eyes of the ten people on the martial arts list, and you still didn't hide or retreat. Why, now that he has become the first person in the world, and he has 300,000 iron horses in Beiliang, he is just a Beimang, and he has begun to arrange for his own death?

Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was in retreat and cultivating the Heavenly Dao Dacheng, had no reason to feel angry.

In the bottom of her heart, she has actually always regarded him as her chasing goal, the two of them are almost different from all the martial arts masters in Liyang and Beimang, their martial arts training time is too short, and their talent is not a rare occurrence in a hundred years, just relying on the opportunity to earn their lives again and again, they have been able to reach the top of today's rivers and lakes step by step. After she Xuanyuan Qingfeng was almost dead as a master in Daxueping, in order to turn the tide, she was willing to fall, fell into the devil's path, and almost destroyed her life, and then traded with him in Beiliang, absorbed the luck of the jade seal, stabilized the realm, and after the battle with Wang Xianzhi, she used Wang Xianzhi's divine power to cut off her own feelings, cut off the cause and effect of a qiē dust, and crossed the "self pass" in great danger , back to the basics, a cut above the sword embryo of the Buddha's Dao fetus, and finally because of his out-of-body travel to kill the heavens, Zhao Huangchao, who was greatly implicated in the Liyang Zhao Room, escaped from a mutilated black rainbow before his death, and scurried into the big snow flat of the Niu, instilling in her what she had learned in her life, so that she Xuanyuan Qingfeng could go further, confident that she could fight with Tuoba Bodhisattva Deng Tai'a, but the odds of victory were slightly smaller, but she was not yet thirty years old, and her realm was even more imposing. What Beimang Martial God and what Peach Blossom Sword God, sooner or later one day will be trampled under her feet and become the stepping stone of Xuanyuan Qingfeng, a land celestial being.

She firmly believes that the new rivers and lakes for a hundred years are just her and his business.

As a result, he emptied the arsenal in one fell swoop, leaving her with only a back to face the north.

I blocked the river to clear up with you. You gave the book to clear up with me?

For some reason, only on the side of Huishan, heavy rain came and the mountain was full of mud.

For some reason, Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't show a trace of qi to resist this sudden rainstorm, but at the moment when the raindrops touched her, her figure flashed away, and the next moment she was already walking on a hiking trail, letting the heavy rain fall on her body.

The purple clothes were soaked, dragging mud and water.

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The Huanglonglou boat was about to dock, Hong Bi looked up at the boulder that Gu Niu had descended on, and the corners of his mouth were upturned, did he count himself as a return to his hometown? Not to mention the lieutenant on the side of the Liyang Dynasty, there were many miscellaneous generals and captains in charge of the army, but who dared to despise Beiliang's current one of the captains, and he was one of the sixteen veteran captains? This title, the predecessor cavalry general Xu Pu had carried it, the current cavalry commander Yuan Zuozong had served as it, and even Chen Zhibao, the king of Shu, had done it for a while. Hong Bi is a strong man, just looking at his appearance, just like a middle-aged villager who faces the loess all the year round, and has been pressing him in Huishan Huangfangfo, and he himself has never regarded Daxueping as a place to support the elderly, Hong Bi stared at a person in Beiliang, Youzhou General Huangfu Scale, this feudal official who was born in the rivers and lakes and relied on sellers to seek glory, is simply to pave a Yangguan Avenue for Hong Bi that he can follow suit. Speaking of Huishan, except for Xuanyuan Qingfeng, he didn't dare to underestimate it, Huang Fangfo, the family dog who helped people guard the courtyard, was no longer in his eyes, it was difficult for Hong Bi not to be in a good mood, but even so, Hong Bi still had to carefully look at the face of a young woman next to him, Liu Nirong, the leader of the Fish and Dragon Gang, her skills and family background are not worth mentioning, but Hong Bi has naturally heard of her inextricable relationship with the King of Beiliang, to be honest, along the way, Hong Bi really can't figure out why with Xu Fengnian's critical eye, why would he be such an ordinary woman in the rivers and lakes, that Chen Zhibao entered Shu, he finally supported a beauty named thank you on the rouge review, and put such a vase in front of him, the worst can still be pleasing to the eye. So what is the King of Beiliang trying to do? Hong Biao is puzzled by this, could it be that he is really making fun of the rivers and lakes as the people of Beiliang Jianghu said?

The bystander Hong Bi doesn't understand, and the insider Liu Nirong doesn't understand, she and the Fish and Dragon Gang have today's status, just like an autumn spring dream, out of place.

Liu Nirong looked up at the Hui Mountain, on the top of the mountain, only saw the overhanging eaves of the high-rise buildings on the mountain, the woman in purple before descended like a purple thunder, such a big style, such a majestic woman who is better than a man, Liu Nirong admired it from the bottom of her heart, she felt that Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who ascended to the throne of the martial arts alliance by herself, if she could travel through the rivers and lakes with that person, it would be considered right. Liu Nirong didn't think of the trip out of the jam that year, and dreamed back at midnight all these years, for some reason, she forgot about the ups and downs of the fight, but she only clearly remembered the well water in the small Guancheng, the funny scene of the man squatting at the mouth of the well and bargaining with the water dealers.

Liu Nirong retracted her gaze and looked at the turbid river that was rolling eastward, and occasionally a few swimming fish jumped out of the river, disappeared in a flash, and fell back into the river, I don't know if they returned to their hometowns or left their hometowns.

When the boat docked, the big boat slowly crashed into the ferry, and Liu Nirong, who was slightly swaying, muttered to herself: "If you leave the temple and are not the king of Beiliang, just be a person from the rivers and lakes, how comfortable it will be?"

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In the spring and autumn of that year, the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, but it did not burn such an inconspicuous town, it was not a place where soldiers must fight, although it was the south of the Yangtze River, there was not too much fertile land. I heard a few businessmen who went south and north said that the north side of the Guangling River suffered another disaster, but for the people living in a corner of the town, it is good to be a frog at the bottom of the well, the sky is always only as big as the mouth of the well, peace is a blessing, and contentment is always happy. Today's town, the autumn rain continues, from the door of a restaurant, there are constantly hurried pedestrians holding umbrellas across the bluestone bridge, business is cold, there is no need to serve guests, the restaurant shop has to sit at the door, waiting for the favorite woman to approach, she said that today she will follow her friend to the rouge shop next door to the restaurant to pick and choose, because her friend is about to get married, married to a good family, is a famous scholar.

The shopkeeper sighed, a little bitter in her heart, the speaker has no intention of listening to the heart, she doesn't care about those who are glorious and rich, otherwise she wouldn't look down on him like a down-and-out cripple, but a man who still has a little responsibility left, always wants to let the woman he likes live a good life, although she is not a lady in the town, but she is a well-known lover, the family is solid, food and clothing are worry-free, she has a good temperament, and the female red is one in a hundred, and it is said that who married her is a blessing from several lifetimes of cultivation, but she just fell in love with herself, for which several of her playmates who grew up together were so angry that they almost wanted to break off friendship with her, and they were unhappy for herAt that time, she looked at him, her slender hands twisted the corners of her clothes timidly, and her eyes were full of apologies, but fortunately, he was thick-skinned and could still hold back his laughter, but his heart was not full of guilt?

He was tapped on the shoulder, and when he turned his head, the guy who was quite familiar with him sat beside him, and asked with a smile, "Brother Wen, what do you want?"

He and this kid are in the same fate, but this kid's situation is even more embarrassing, he only moved to the town with his mother last year, a book spread out can not recognize ten words, even if it fights, it is useless, all day long by the group of the most bullying street ruffians as a fun play, so miserable that it is not easy to buy a new pair of boots to be trampled by someone one foot at a time, the text is not enough, fortunately, her mother still has some savings, bought a cloth shop, life can still be boiled, stay up can live, just live is not comfortable. He lives close to this guy, and is probably the only local who doesn't add fuel to the fire, and over time, the two have become so-called friends, he only knows that this kid's surname is Wang, and his father has not returned from a long trip.

He smiled, watched the raindrops string along the eaves, and asked, "Bamboo, have you ever heard of a saying? Although the rain is wide, it does not moisten the grass without roots." ”

The man was stunned, shook his head and smiled: "Brother Wen, I can't see it, I'm still a scholar?

The shopkeeper surnamed Wen laughed and said: "I also heard it from others, I didn't understand, and I wasn't embarrassed to ask him at the time, I just pretended to understand, and I knew I should have asked him." ”

The young man nicknamed Bamboo was puzzled: "Brother Wen, do you still have a buddy who reads?"

The shopkeeper rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "He's not a bullshit reader, he just can't beat me, so he shows these things blindly." ”

The young man was happy, "Then this person is really bad, even Brother Wen can't beat him, and he is not a scholar, isn't he going all the way with me?"

The shopkeeper gave him a blank look, but he hadn't spoken yet.

Bamboo is a young man who can't control his mouth, he is very afraid of people who mix the rivers and lakes, afraid of the gangsterism and rivers and lakes in those people, but he is very longing for the rivers and lakes, and likes to mix in the big and small restaurants and teahouses all day long, and listens to the guys who call themselves Jianghu people to blow nonsense, and then he said to the shopkeeper surnamed Wen that it is really a once-in-a-century martial arts event, saying that he only knew that there is a woman in Huishan who likes to wear purple clothes, not only beautiful as a fairy, but also extremely martial arts, commanding the heroes, and inviting the world's heroes to her house to participate in the martial arts conference. Bamboo spat as he spoke, and he didn't notice that Brother Wen beside him was either rolling his eyes or smiling in a trance.

Bamboo said with a dry mouth, he is not a particular person, bent down and reached out to pluck a handful of rainwater, took a sip, and pretended to be heroic: "Good wine!"

The shopkeeper smiled and quipped: "Did you still drink the taste of the rivers and lakes?"

Zhuzi turned his head to stare at this person, and asked seriously: "Brother Wen, how did you kidnap Miss Liu?" or you teach me, I can find a daughter-in-law when I go back." ”

The shopkeeper's face was profound, and he said, "Rely on appearance." ”

Bamboo took a sip.

He didn't believe it when he saw the bamboo, and said with a smile: "Don't believe it, I was wandering out with that brother back then, and when the poor jingle sounded, he just relied on his face to eat, I, everything, is better than him, it's this face, lost him." Back then, I was fighting with him about who would be the eldest brother and who would be the younger brother, from age comparison

If I hadn't lost this game, I would have been able to be a big brother. ”

The corners of Zhuzi's mouth twitched, and he was finally kind-hearted, and he didn't try to ridicule Brother Wen and his brother.

Then the two of them were silent for a moment, just listening to the rain dripping on the stone pavement.

Zhuzi suddenly whispered: "Brother Wen, tell you something, don't say it." ”

The shopkeeper dismantled the stage and said: "Love to say it or not." ”

Zhuzi hesitated, "When I moved to the town at the beginning of the year, I heard a master of the rivers and lakes say that there were several masters in the world that day, and one of them had the same name and surname as my father. ”

The shopkeeper was amused, "Bamboo, okay, your father is the old monster of Emperor Wu City Wang Xianzhi?"

Bamboo was angry and said loudly: "Fart, it's the eleventh in the world back then!"

The shopkeeper was suddenly silent, and after a long time, he said softly: "It turned out to be Wang Mingyin." ”

Zhuzi's expression was gloomy, and he said to himself: "But what I know, my father is actually a cropper with only a few catties of strength, it's nothing, it's not the eleventh in the world who died outside Xiangfan City, my mother and I can wait for him to come home one day." ”

The shopkeeper sighed, and didn't know how to comfort him, just patted him on the shoulder.

Zhuzi stood up suddenly, pointed to the small bridge, and said with a smile: "Brother Wen, don't delay you, I'll go first." ”

The shopkeeper surnamed Wen followed the fingers of the bamboo and saw a woman holding an umbrella across the bridge and came belatedly.

He stood up with a big smile on his face.

When I first saw her, it was the Pingshui meeting at the town market when I returned home, and her friends at that time were laughing at him for being a cripple and a bad speech, and treating him as a disciple who rubbed oil, only she was different.

In the past, Xiao Nian said that he liked a woman when he saw him, and he fell in love with everyone at first sight, and he himself originally thought that when he met the woman before returning home, he would be the last woman to fall in love at first sight, but in fact it was. After that, he no longer fell in love with anyone at first sight, but after meeting her in the town, he felt that if he could live with her in this life, he would be better than anything else.

He trotted out, and she had just stepped off the bridge.

The town is small and good, and there are not so many stereotypical etiquettes that men and women do not kiss, and she is not afraid of these, tilted the oil-paper umbrella, her face was slightly red, and protected him from the rain.

He is here with her, never flamboyant, and in fact, after returning home, he is no longer as open-mouthed as before, honest and ordinary, and probably this is what she likes about him.

In the past, when he saw a woman, he dared to tease in person, "Girl, brother, I'll help you cook raw rice into rice", if the woman ignores it, he will also say, "Girl, you can meet me and I have been cultivated for three lifetimes, and if you don't marry me, you must have poured eight lifetimes of mold." "If

It was the woman who was annoyed and angry, and he had countless follow-ups.

But he is different now, at that time, when he saw the water spirit woman, he was full of thoughts about rolling the quilt, and now standing beside her, he didn't even have the courage to hold hands.

In the rivers and lakes, there is him.

Outside the rivers and lakes, there is her.

God doesn't owe him anything.

She lowered her head and plucked up the courage to say, "My father helped me talk about a family matter, but I didn't agree." ”

He scratched his head and didn't speak.

She pursed her lips.

He suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't we have a son in the future?"

She opened her mouth slightly, stunned.

He exhaled a long breath, not like he was joking, and said: "Back then, I ordered a baby kiss with a brother of mine, and whoever gave birth to a daughter suffered a loss." Of course, it would be nice if we had a daughter. ”

She tilted her head, blushing, but seemed to nod.

He inadvertently lowered his head, and saw that her hand that was not holding an umbrella was habitually twisting the corner of his clothes, and he gritted his teeth, and finally mustered up the courage to hold her hand again.

She twitched her hand slightly, then let him hold it.

Wen Hua grinned.

No more swords.

Holding her hand, such rivers and lakes are better than anything else.