Without waiting for Duanmu to finish reading the poem, Duanmu Song said kindly: "Don't play very late!"

"Well, Daddy is the best. ”

Duanmu Song nodded and said to Lan Yu'er: "There is Miss Laulan, this girl Shihan has been eccentric since she was a child. ”

"Uncle Song said anything, like Sister Shihan, so lively and cute, Yu'er is too late to envy it, and it is likable. ”

Duanmu Song smiled and said loudly: "Someone is here, and I don't bring the two young ladies-"

"Daddy, don't let anyone follow, Sister Lan and I can do it. Duanmu Shihan hurriedly read.

Duanmu Song shook his head helplessly, well, you have to pay attention to safety.

"Hee-hee. ”

Within the boundaries of Luoshui, I'm afraid no one dares to touch her, with the word "Duanmu"!

On a lively street in Luoshui City, a woman wearing a light pink seven-point dress and a woman in a white gauze dress that was about to hit the ground were playing the market with great interest.

"Sister Lan, look, is it beautiful!" asked Duanmu Shihan by wiping the rouge gouache in the palm of his hand.

Lan Yu'er nodded and said lightly: "Well, it's just that the color is too strong, and it's more beautiful to be lighter, and my box is about the same." ”

"yes, I think it's better to be thicker, and it will be more showy. ”

"What smell, it smells so bad?" Just as Lan Yu'er put down a box of rouge in her hand, she immediately smelled a strange smell wafting in, so frightened that she hurriedly covered her nose and said coquettishly.

Stinky - beans - rot!

Duanmu Shihan put down the rouge in his hand, smelled the smell, and inhaled it, it was simply delicious, and without saying a word, he went to the position of the fragrance.

"Hey, Sister Shihan, you wait for me!" Lan Yu'er then caught up with her.

On the central road of the market, I saw the two of them trotting all the way, which immediately attracted many men to stop and look.

Passerby A: "Hey, your birdcage hit my head." ”

"Oh, this little brother, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!" said passer-by B.

"Wow, what a beautiful woman. The stall owner on the side of the road saw Duanmu Shihan and Lan Yu'er smiling all the way to meet him, but his eyes chased straight to the shadows of the two, but he didn't know that the vendor owner was pouring herbal tea on the head of a man in front of him.

And a man at the table was also attracted by the two women's light steps, as if he had a fluttering feeling, and only after the shadow disappeared in front of him did he realize that something was wrong.

"Ah, my head!" the man stood up angrily, his head full of tea.

Hearing the shouting, the stall owner reacted in shock and said in shock: "This son, are you okay?"

The man wiped his wet hair and said angrily, "I'm fine, but you're okay!" The man stretched out his hands and snatched the teapot from the other person's hand, and the whole can was on top of the stall owner's head.

Duanmu Shihan smiled, and couldn't help but laugh: "Sister Lan, look at the expressions of those guys, it makes people want to laugh." ”

"Hehe!" Lan Yu'er pursed her lips and smiled, her delicate face was indeed beautiful and good-looking, she was stunned by the behavior of these men, but she also kept thinking about the man that night, where was he?

The two of them came to the front of a stall owner, Duanmu Shihan patted his chest and read: "Uncle, stinky tofu, want the most smelly, don't smell the non-smelly!"

"Sister Shihan, this thing smells so bad?" Lan Yu'er said while covering her nose.

"How can it stink?" Duanmu Shihan sniffed close to his nose and licked his tongue, it was so fragrant.

"Uh-!" Lan Yu'er saw her such a funny move, her eyes widened, and she took half a step back.

When the stall owner saw Lan Yu'er covering her nose, she unconsciously said: "This young lady, don't underestimate this stinky tofu, although it looks ugly and smells stinky, it tastes so beautiful, do you want to taste a piece." ”

"No, no!" Lan Yu'er shook her head.

Seeing Lan Yu'er shaking her head, Duanmu Shihan frowned, followed half a step back, and whispered in Lan Yu'er's ear: "Sister Lan, tell you a secret......"

Duanmu Shihan muttered a few words in Lan Yuer's ear, and after listening to it for less than three seconds, Lan Yuer's starry eyes changed, and a pair of apricot eyes were full of tenderness.

"Sister Shihan, what you said is true?" Lan Yu'er asked.

"Hmm. ”

Lan Yu'er muttered, and then read to the stall owner, "Boss, bring me a few pieces to try." ”

"Okay. The stall owner shouted.

After taking the things, Duanmu Shihan tasted a piece first and asked, "How is it, Sister Lan, is it delicious?" ”

"Mmmm, I didn't expect this stinky tofu to be so fragrant, I haven't eaten one before, although it smells stinky, the taste is so beautiful, hehe, let my sister laugh. ”

"Giggles. Duanmu Shihan chuckled, and said as she walked, "Sister Lan, why don't we go over there for a walk." ”

"Hmm. ”

The two continued to walk, and when they passed by a relatively wide place, they noticed a storyteller talking about a story, surrounded by many listeners.

Duanmu Shihan saw that there were many people, so he said: "Sister Lan, why don't we go over and listen to it and see what big things have happened recently." ”

"Okay. ”

As he spoke, in a moment's time, I saw the chivalrous warrior pull out a sword wrapped in black silk cloth from behind him and put it on the scorching sun of Tumen Feng, the lord of Tumen Family Fort, guess what!" the storyteller asked, standing on the ground.

About thirty people sat on the ground, men, women and children all looking at the storyteller, all shaking their heads.

"Bang-" The swords collided, and the two sword qi suddenly had a huge friction, and suddenly the silk cloth on the sword in the knight's hand was shattered by the silk, and guess what happened next.

"Say it quickly, guess your size!" Duanmu Shihan happened to come over, and saw that the storyteller was grinding and grinding around the guanzi to hang people's appetites, so he stood impatiently behind and grabbed it.

Lan Yu'er shook her head helplessly, not believing the words of these storytellers at all.

Don't worry, girl, wait for the master to come together. The storyteller stood up straight and read: "After the black cloth was broken, the sword in the young man's hand flashed with golden light, the so-called sword was unsheathed, the sun and the moon were gone, I never expected that the sword in the young man's hand was actually the world's first divine sword that Jiang Changguo had lost for many years - reincarnation!"

When everyone heard this, there was a commotion. Although I have never seen this sword, I have at least heard of it, the first sword reincarnation in the world, no one knows and no one knows.

Hearing this, Duanmu Shihan was a little puzzled. Hey, how do you feel like the sword the storyteller is telling you has seen somewhere?

The storyteller continued: "Next, everyone present must not panic, because the name of the person who appears on the scene can scare anyone here." ”

When the young man took out the world's first sword, the castle master of the Tumen family was naturally afraid, and immediately withdrew three feet away, only to hear a boom, and then a person flew out of nowhere, do you know who this person is?

"I know, it's like a light slump!," one of the listeners replied.

"Lightly?" everyone was shocked again.

That's right, it was one of the legendary "Four Spirit Xuanzun", who appeared lightly. It is said that the great god of light fu didn't want to say his real name, but for the sake of reincarnation, he just said it.

"So what's next? The crowd asked.

"Of course, it's a light fight with this young man. The storyteller laughed.

Nonsense......!!

Don't worry, everyone, this young man's "spiritual martial arts" is amazing, and he can actually catch the three moves of light ambush.

"Go! I only received three tricks and screamed, I can't lie. At this time, Lan Yu'er couldn't help but snort.

When the storyteller heard Lan Yu'er say this, he immediately retorted: "Hey, this girl's words are bad, don't underestimate these three tricks." The so-called duel of the great gods, one finger is enough to level a room. ”

It is said that this chivalrous warrior used a shocking sword, and suddenly light and shadow appeared, and it was said before that this young man was not only good at martial arts, but also had superb skills in playing the flute.

Playing the flute?

Duanmu Shihan thought about it for a while, and always felt that the narrator seemed to be a little familiar with this person, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Bang Bang Bang, Bang!" "Just a few times when the young man fought with Qingfu, according to rumors, everything within ten feet around them was destroyed, and all of them were turned into powder, and finally the chivalrous man fell to the ground on one knee, but Qingfu was fine, which also verified the words of the predecessors, Jiang is still old and spicy.

This!!

Duanmu Shihan's whole person began to feel a little uneasy.

"Sister Shihan, what's wrong with you?" Lan Yu'er looked at her and seemed to be a little anxious, and asked suspiciously.

Duanmu Shihan thought about it carefully, the sword wrapped in black, the flute......

"Hey, what's this black wrap, like a sword, I'll see!"

"No, it's a secret, it's more important than life, you can't look at it. ”

"You-!stingy ghost, if you don't look at it, you won't look at it, Miss Ben is not uncommon. ”

"Sister Zixuan, don't teach this bad guy the Lingyin technique, otherwise he will definitely bully others. ”

"Could it be him?" A series of memories surfaced in Duanmu Shihan's mind, and she always had an ominous premonition in her heart.

Duanmu Shihan looked up at the storyteller, and hurriedly shouted: "Storyteller, who do you listen to?"

"Sister Shihan, what's wrong with you, how can you be rude!" Lan Yu'er said softly.

Seeing the stiff tone of the woman in the back, the storyteller was a little unhappy, and said, "This young lady, what do you mean, other storytellers outside are talking like this!"

"Don't talk nonsense without evidence, or Miss Ben will kill you!" Duanmu Shihan's temper is not ordinary irritable, especially when it comes to him, there is no room for a trace of falsehood.

"Sister Shihan, don't make trouble!" Lan Yu'er grabbed her and prepared to turn around and leave.

"This young lady is not small, it is a fact, and I have evidence to prove it. ”

"The evidence of fart, you have the ability to take it out!" Duanmu Shihan snorted coldly.

"Take it. ”

The storyteller took out a painting slightly larger than the palm of his hand from his bosom and pointed out: "This is what a person present at the time saw with his own eyes, and this is from him, if the girl does not believe it, you can go to Jiang Changguo to inquire elsewhere." ”

Draw!!

Duanmu Shihan jumped up, stepped forward and snatched the storyteller's painting to look at it, and almost fainted. "Is it really him?"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Lan Yu'er ran forward and looked at the painting in Duanmu Shihan's hand, but she didn't see any Ni Duan in the portrait. "Sister Shihan, what's wrong with you?"

Duanmu Shihan and Tang Fan have been together on the mountain for three years, and they probably know Tang Zimo's nostrils and eyes better than himself, and when she can see the man, she can recognize it at a glance.

She said in a panic: "Sister Lan, you covered the black mole on this person in the painting, imagining that his complexion was a little whiter. ”