It's another day, just in time.

It's another day of eating and waiting to die.

The new dishes are not very distinctive, and Uncle Cat has tasted two bites and pushed the plate in front of him. Jiang Li picked out two chopsticks, and it was really bland and tasteless and difficult to swallow, and if he really didn't put peppers or heavy salt, the chef in the store seemed to have lost his soul, and he didn't know how to cook at all.

Jiang Li, who had nothing to do, tilted his head, looked at the string of bronze wind chimes under the eaves across the street outside the window in a daze, and as soon as his heart moved, a dull flying sword flew out from his eyebrows, hovering in the air twice happily and proudly, and fell obediently in his palm.

The gray cat's eyelids jumped.

In the world, such a natal flying sword that is sheathed and warmed in the hole is not a rare thing. But it's not the natal flying sword that is nurtured in its own knots, but it's the only one.

Whether it is the ability to raise a sword or the ability to die, this little master seems to be unique and first-class in the world.

The so-called natal sword is to incarnate into a furnace and turn a sword into life. It's just that if you don't turn into a furnace, how can you incorporate the flying sword into your own knack and run as expected? If you don't turn your sword into your life, how dare you entrust your life and give it to you?

Throughout the ages, there have also been flying swords with particularly strong spiritual sense, who are too obsessed with it, and rely on demagogic demonic methods to accept the person holding the sword as a sword servant. It's called a sword servant, but it's actually a puppet.

The gray cat spread out his senses and carefully probed Jiang Li inside and outside with the flying sword, but did not find any clues. That kid was jumping around, and there was a little bit of damage to his soul. However, the little sword turned back suddenly, the sword body fluttered, and an angry girl's voice jumped out in the sea of gray cats.

"Little perverted cat, peeking at my daughter's body, I want to die."

The gray cat bared its fangs and sneered, about to slap the flying sword down with one claw. But he saw the flying sword turn around, pointed to his lower body and aimed at it again and again, and scolded endlessly, "It's really an unruly little male cat, next time I look at it, cut it." ”

The gray cat was startled, and immediately felt that his lower body was cold and swishing, and quickly withdrew his paws to cover them. I thought I still needed to work hard to do something, this person got together with a sword, and I still need to find some reason, it is clear that the smell is like a mess.

The general wilt is bad, not big or small, not light or heavy.

Seeing that the gray cat still dared to fight back, the sword spirit in the sea of knowledge became more and more energetic, scolding and shouting non-stop, the gray cat was defeated after a few words, and his head was full of helplessness, but the kid looked at the small sword that was churning and jumping above his palm, and said strangely, "Why are you so excited today." ”

Jiang Li held the sword as he spoke, holding the tip of the sword and swiping it lightly at the tip of his index finger, and it was obviously not the first time that he was skillful.

Xiaojian's scolding stopped abruptly, and he took two sipes hard, almost choking in his elation. The gray cat, who hadn't had time to cut off the connection with the sea of knowledge, obviously felt that the spiritual sense reflected in the sea of knowledge was about to tremble with excitement.

The gray cat glanced suspiciously at the blood mark on the blade, which was ordinary, neither yellow nor green, not fragrant or smelly. There's nothing strange about it no matter how you look at it. As for the ancient holy veins, divine beast bloodlines or anything, don't even think about it.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Li sat on the stool, as if he was sitting on a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, his whole body trembled and trembled, countless fine beads of sweat penetrated from the pores, turning into the size of a soybean at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turning into countless small streams along the texture of the skin, converging into a river from the sideburns, from the tip of the nose, and from the jaw.

The gray cat couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, that little goblin drank blood, and the excitement was just enough, you bloodletting guy followed the excitement.

Curious, he took a closer look, and the gray cat saw some doorways, only to see countless small sword qi invading from the fingertip wounds, following the meridians, passing through various acupoints, all the way to the mighty and mighty.

Relying on the brute force of the torrent of sword qi to wash, all the levels in those meridian points that were originally accumulated in stagnation were forcibly opened by the extreme roughness, regardless of his stabbing and cutting, he rushed through it first, and then turned back to use his own spiritual power to carefully repair the meridians that were already full of holes.

What a ruthless man.

The gray cat smacked his tongue secretly, and the sword qi in the meridians of the heart path was washed out, but I was afraid that it would be even more terrifying than Ling Chi who was applied to the skin and flesh, I don't know how many times.

saw that the young man's body was trembling, and the muscles on his sweaty face were beating non-stop, but he was just gritting his teeth, but he couldn't even put on a decent expression.

Whenever I am the saddest, I stretch out my head and look downstairs a few times, open my eyes, relieve my cravings, and see that the world is quiet, and I know that everything is worth it.

It's just that the beautiful girl on the street doesn't know the fiery eyes in the restaurant, and she doesn't know that she was once used as a straw in the turbulence and a light in the night. Just looked in the direction of the city gate with a slight urgency, and from time to time raised his hand to pull the hair of his sideburns behind his ears, and there was a girlish appearance between his hands.

The bluestone slabs were paved at the end of the street, and two carriages slowly entered the city, one in front of the other.

A touch of joy appeared between the eyebrows of Lu Zhi who saw it from a distance, if it weren't for the fact that his hands were empty, he would have jumped up and waved his hands vigorously, and the little backache and leg pain just now had already been thrown out of the clouds, and he just shouted vigorously at the top of his throat, "Madam, Madam, I'm here." ”

The cat's waist stretched its neck, and the strength of Luzhi's whole body was used, and it was far less than the roar of the lion in Hedong, but the sound was as crisp as the ding dong of a stream.

The carriage slowly stopped, and the people in the carriage chuckled, but did not speak, but lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a plain white slender hand stretched out from it.

The young man above the restaurant had his eyes lit up, and he stood up trembling against the fence.

"Lao Xu has worked hard all the way." Lu Zhi smiled and said hello to the coachman, while handing the rouge box and the white cat in his hand into the carriage, then he lifted the corner of his skirt, held the side of the car door with one hand, and held the hand of the person in the car with the other, jumped on the wheel and got into the carriage.

The coachman laughed and shouted, and the carriage moved forward slowly.

The woman in the car sits in the compartment, dressed elegantly and plainly, and the clothes are not made of any precious materials, which are common fabrics in the south, such as Yunluo satin, which is known for its soft texture and bright color, and is better than cheap, and it is also an ordinary thing that ordinary people can afford to use. There are no extra jewels on the body, only a green hairpin is obliquely inserted in the gently pulled bun, which is the only jewelry.

The wife of the city lord of Nanshao City, Cao Ru.

"Behind is Lang Zhong who the young lady is looking for?"

The girl who jumped into the carriage and pouted at the carriage that followed, arched the white cat that had just found a comfortable place inside, but she grabbed her wife's hand but refused to let it go, and while taking advantage of the occasional bump of the carriage, she fell crooked like a bone and leaned on the lady.

"Let's go, I've been with the cat for a long time, and I'm not in shape." Pressed Yahuan Luzhi's little head and pushed it twice to no avail, and finally Cao Ru, who had no choice but to give up, simply couldn't see it, and freed his hand to tease the little white cat who was rolling in the corner, and only answered after a while, "I found a master for Ning Jing." ”

Master? Didn't you say that you would go out to find Lang Zhong for the little master, but why did you come back and become a master?

Besides, the master's knowledge is so good, he is famous in the court, and he still needs to invite a gentleman from afar to be a master?

No matter how high the knowledge is, can you be higher than the master?

Cao Ru glanced at Yahuan, who looked suspicious, thinking about the origin of which could be explained clearly for a while, and couldn't help sighing, but just patted her big girl ring on the shoulder twice with her free hand.

The twists and turns of this cause and effect have to start with the girl who has just entered the rivers and lakes and meets the scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam?

These little girls in their own family like the story of Zhiwei Xianxia the most, in addition to rouge gouache on weekdays, the words of these themes are the most attentive, and how much they have collected and passed on in private are not to be said for the time being, even the old storyteller in the Chengxi teahouse has figured out the preferences of the little girls, and when they see that they have time to come to cheer, regardless of whether he is talking about loyal ministers and good looks or talented and beautiful women, they all turned into a shout under the wood, "Uncles, stop for the time being, let's change the script......"

Every time there was a boo, followed by laughter, and then they set up tables and chairs together to listen to the story of the fairy family. The boos of these old men are naturally given to the storyteller's ability to see the wind and steer, these maids in the city lord's mansion are very popular, and even these handsome little girls are not disgusted with their own old and young masters crowded to listen to books, which man who is not long-eyed dares to care about one or two, he must be washed into the moat by the spitting stars around him.

No matter what kind of book he has, he can still smell a few mouthfuls of the girl's fragrance like an orchid musk deer between listening to the book, and glance at a few graceful figures and picturesque demeanor, not good, not fragrant.

Cao Ru heard about it every time, but he smiled lightly, but he thought that the rivers and lakes were so good? These little girls just like to watch those heroes save the beauty, and admire the chic of those monks who travel the world, but who knows that there are many people here who are begging for their lives on the tip of the knife, fighting for the road between life and death, and they seem to have unlimited scenery, but they actually know themselves whether they are warm or cold.

It would be good for your children to be able to live a life in the world without disasters, and it would be even better if they could be full of poems and books like their children's fathers to benefit one party. Of course, the technical work of marrying a wife requires half of his father's ability.

Back then, the nerd who obviously trembled his legs like a sieve, but his waist was straight, and he had to fight for the merits in front of the tip of the sword of the Jianghu heroine, if he really accidentally poked himself with a sword, now there would be no one less city lord who was not angry and arrogant outside, and immediately returned home with a shy face and a full mouth of "What Madame said is extremely true".

I miss that sage article and bookish young man.

It's just that you can't have both.

Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals.

The corners of Cao Ru's mouth pursed slightly, thinking that the rivers and lakes were also interesting.