012;Words of the rivers and lakes

The next day, Li Jian woke up, the time was close to noon, he recalled all the things last night, only felt that Huang Liang was a dream, mysterious and abnormal, until his fingertips came from the warmth of the dragon pattern jade pendant on his waist, there was a little real feeling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Liuli stared at Li Jian with big watery eyes, looking curious.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Am I a stranger overnight?"

Li Jian touched his chin, and specially posed in the shape of Yushu Lingfeng, stinky fart.

Liuli didn't buy it, shrugged her nose, and cut off:

"Are you lucky to know who we were talking to last night?"

Seeing her excited, Li Jian also became interested: "Who?"

"God Emperor!"

ā€œ...... Oh~"

"You're just oh~?

That's the God Emperor, haven't you heard of it before?"

Li Jian replied honestly: "I haven't heard of it." ā€

Ruri was deflated.

Li Jian added: "In the past few decades, I have never been out of the village, let alone the God Emperor, even the Jade Emperor I have this reaction." The only source of information I had from the outside world was the drunken old man in our village who liked to drink. Well, the nickname of the God Emperor is indeed very popular, but I really haven't heard of it. ā€

Liuli gave Li Jian a hopeless look in an old-fashioned manner, and changed the question: "Where are you going to go all the way south?"

"Tianjun Mountain. ā€

"What are you doing in that cow's nose nest, I'm bored. ā€

Li Jian was overjoyed: "Have you been to Tianjun Mountain?"

"My sister took me to visit there, what's wrong?"

Li Jian's expression darkened: "I have a younger sister, he was rescued by the people of Tianjun Mountain, I want to find her." ā€

Liuli tilted her head and thought about it, but instead of comforting Li Jian, she asked, "Is your sister beautiful?"

Li Jian's voice and smile floated in his mind, and he remembered the lost and dejected look of the people in the village when they saw Li Shui, and nodded neatly.

Liuli's expression became serious, and her expression was serious: "Then am I beautiful?"

Li Jian smiled in his heart, understood what was going on, and thought about it: "Chunlan Qiuju, each is good at winning."

You all have your own beautiful places, and you can't compare. ā€

Liuli was obviously dissatisfied with this answer that was a little beyond the comprehension of her little head, she pouted, and didn't answer, she went out of the cave first with her head stuffy, and after a while, there was a urging voice: "Hurry up and hurry, go find your beautiful sister early." ā€

Li Jian looked helpless, bowed to the pile of bones in the cave, and then left.

"The God Emperor asked you to find the Quartet Shou Emperor, when will you go?"

Liuli leaned on Li Jian's neck again, but her tone was like an adult's kiss, shaking her head and reminding.

Li Jian walked with two flying swords chopping grass without raising his head: "I'll talk about it when I find my sister." ā€

"Sister, sister, you can't think about anything else except your sister, the things that the God Emperor explained are more important than your sister. ā€

Li Jian did not hesitate: "Of course my sister is important!"

Liuli was discouraged for a while, and ignored Li Jian with a small mouth.

The red sun hung high, there were no clouds, the blood mist that had been moving in the sky before now dissipated, and from time to time there were a few long-necked strange birds leisurely crossing the sky in the distance, and the crisp chirping was heard for hundreds of miles.

Under the light of the blood sun, this primeval forest is crimson, like smoke and haze on the ground, and the flow of light is blowing.

"Brother Jian, the scenery here is so beautiful at that time~" The glazed mood sitting on Li Jian's neck came and went quickly.

Li Jian wanted to get out of this forest quickly, but he was in no mood to pay attention to this, so he hummed a few words perfunctorily and hurried away.

Seeing that he was absent-minded and tasteless, Liuli simply dozed off with Li Jian.

After sleeping for a while, Liuli suddenly opened her eyes and said to Li Jian in a dream: "Someone is coming." ā€

Before the words fell, two men and a woman emerged from the dense forest on the left

, the three of them were ragged, covered in blood, with vigilant expressions and embarrassed behavior.

When they saw the combination of Li Jian and Liuli, an old man and a young man, their faces were surprised, and the man led by them glanced at the weapon in Li Jian's hand, his eyes relaxed, and he took the initiative to greet him with a fist:

"Daoist friends were also sent by the sect to investigate the vision?"

Li Jian saw that although they were down-and-out in appearance, they looked dusty, and they had their own bearing between their gestures, obviously they were cultivators, and he knew that he couldn't hide anything he wanted to hide, so he shook his head truthfully and briefly told him about his experience. Of course, he hid what happened to him in the cave.

The three of them listened to Li Jian's experience, and carefully scrutinized it in their hearts without moving, confirming that there was nothing strange, and then their expressions gradually eased. Obviously, their nerves were tense all the way, and they didn't dare to be careless. The three of them took the opportunity to comfort and encourage, which made Li Jian's heart warm.

Li Jian also had a general understanding of the origins of the three of them.

The scholar who took the initiative to greet Li Jian before was dressed as a man, claiming to be from the Chunshui Thatched Cottage that Li Jian was destined to never hear, but from the tone of his voice, it could be seen that the sect he belonged to was also well-known in the cultivation world.

This person has a strong sense of honor in his sect, and his deeds may be good, but his experience in handling things is a novice, Li Jian complimented him a few words, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The other man was dressed in white, with a resolute expression, and was relatively silent, that is, he nodded slightly to Li Jian at the beginning. However, the light in his eyes is introverted, and his edge is hidden but not released, in Li Jian's opinion, he is well versed in the way of Taoguang and obscurity.

Seeing that Li Jian looked secretly, Du Yujing, who was known as the Poetry and Sword Double Peerless Spring Water Grass Hall, introduced with a smile: "This is the white brother who buried the Emperor's Sword Tomb in the southwest, and the master is also counted, second only to our Spring Water Grass Hall." ā€

For this kind of little humor, Li Jian smiled very respectfully.

The man in white with a calm face didn't buy this real joke, and responded coldly: "Second only to your Chunshui Cottage?"

Du Yujing's face turned red.

The woman who had been silently observing Li Jian and Liuli on the side before smiled and spoke, her voice was gentle and melodious, like jade falling on the plate, like Ming Peihuan, very pleasant, and said in a word:

"Okay, okay, Chunshui Thatched Cottage and Buried Emperor Sword Shrine are both big factions in the rivers and lakes, and their strength is not equal, only the little girl's background is quite shabby, okay?"

There is persuasion in the tone, annoyance and coquettishness, no one can be angry, and she is very subtle in her words, which makes people feel relaxed when they listen to it.

The two men didn't even dare to say it, embarrassed to argue any further.

Li Jian knew that this woman was not simple, and her skills might not be the highest, but her emotional intelligence was definitely the head of the three people, so he glanced at her deeply, and secretly thought in his heart: It seems that she is the core of this small group.

The girl dressed in lake green bowed slightly to Li Jian and said, "Shenjimen Jiangbi Lake." ā€

The tone is neither humble nor arrogant, polite and courteous.

Li Jian responded in a dignified manner according to their etiquette, and said with a wry smile:

"Actually, you told me that these are purely throwing flattery to the blind man, I haven't walked the rivers and lakes until now, and I have no concept of what you tell me about the sect or anything. ā€

Du Yu was familiar with himself, hugged Li Jian's shoulder, and spit flew up, it should be that no one talked to him along the way, and he choked enough, wanting to make up for what he had fallen before.

"Brother Li, don't worry, I'll tell you. ā€

At the moment, he seriously popularized the distribution of forces outside to Li Jian.

"态态态态 in general, it can be summed up in one sentence: three sects and twelve sects, seven outer ways of the Demon Sect. ā€

Du Yujing was articulate and clear-minded, and methodically introduced Li Jian with his fingers in order.

When it comes to the Spring Water Cottage, it is estimated that he added oil and vinegar to another meal, and talked about his sect in a fanciful manner, which caused the corners of Rhodiola on the side to twitch slightly.

commented on the Guanyin Sect, his eyes lit up, he looked like a pig brother, and he couldn't hide his yearning for this sect between the lines.

"Guanyin Sect is so good?"

Li Jian looked at Liuli, who had been holding back his words, and deliberately looked suspicious.

Du Yujing was mysterious, attached to Li Jian's ear and said: "In a word: beauty is like a cloud!"

Liuli, who was riding on Li Jian's neck, seemed to hear the greatest compliment, raised his little head high, and looked at Li Jian triumphantly.

Liuli didn't tell them her identity, and when they met just now, she took the initiative to say that she was Li Jian's sister, so she didn't find out that everyone didn't know that she was a disciple of Guanyin Sect.

In the next period of time, Du Yujing pointed out the country and promoted the words, which really had a bit of the meaning of cooking wine and talking about heroes, and shook the various sects with his lips and tongue, causing Rhodiola and Jiang Bihu to also have a seizure of words, and they couldn't hold it back, so they joined in together and complemented each other.

The three of them painted a huge and magnificent picture of the rivers and lakes to Li Jian, which opened Li Jian's eyes.

Li Jian also has some experience in chatting, and they sighed when they introduced, which echoed just right to make the atmosphere of the three of them a little closer.

Knowing that Li Jian was going to Tianjun Mountain, Jiang Bihu straightened out the sideburns and green silk, and sincerely proposed to walk together, so that they could take care of it.

Du Yujing echoed loudly.

Li Jian couldn't ask for it, so he readily agreed, and the three major novels laughed and laughed, all the way south, and dissipated the boredom of the road with each other.

What everyone also noticed was that a hundred steps away on the left, a black shadow of hugging thickness passed through the ancient trees, walking hand in hand with them, and the huge body was dozens of meters long, swaying silently, leaving a shocking long ravine in the soft soil.