At this time, it was almost noon, far from the bustling time of the evening, the door of the red-sleeved building was deserted, and the three steps were like Jiang Li floating out of the gate, and the wide sleeves waved lightly beside him, and he simply walked out of the frivolous demeanor with a chic and graceful demeanor.

The spring breeze is proud.

Jiang Li raised his right foot and stepped the bluestone road twice, never thinking that he almost stumbled to the ground under the floating soles of his feet.

The spring breeze is a proud fart.

Hearing that Liu Xiaoxiao insisted on expressing his gratitude in person, Jiang Li, who was eager to invite credit and reward in front of this cheap lady elder, pushed the door into the house happily, who knew that after years of fumigation of soul incense, those smells had already penetrated into every corner of the house, and even the wood grain of the furniture was full of that strange aroma. As soon as Jiang Lifu entered the door, as soon as he looked at Liu Xiaoxiao, his face changed suddenly as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime, his eyes were red and bruised, and he trembled all over, his teeth were clucking, and he couldn't even speak.

Wu Xu'er covered her mouth and snickered, while explaining, she dragged Jiang Li back into the room, and even personally put cold water and wet a towel on Jiang Li's forehead, tossing back and forth several times, finally let Jiang Li recover a little clear, and sat in the room for a long time before he was finally able to walk out of the small building in the middle of the lake crookedly with Wu Xu'er's support. When others saw it from afar, they only thought that they were drunk in Wu Xu'er's room, and they couldn't help but laugh secretly, but they were afraid that after the two of them, they would fight for the amount of alcohol, and it would be a sure thing.

Jiang Li, who had originally made up his mind to rely on Wu Xu'er to ask for some interest, didn't even hold his hand at all, and returned from the Red Sleeve Building in a gray manner.

At noon, I wanted to accompany Dong Ru's family to the west of the city, and I saw from a distance that the carriage at the gate of the city lord's mansion had been arranged, and the little girl named Huang Ying was standing in the shade of the tree at the door, tiptoeing to look towards the east.

At this moment, the main street that runs through the east and west is the most lively time of the day, with an endless stream of cars, horses and pedestrians, and the roadside tea shops and wine shops are thriving. Further on is a row of walking shops, in which the bustling flow of people shuttles, as if divided into several tributaries, and then converge in a hurry to form a spectacular long river.

Jiang Li stood in front of the tea stall and asked for a bowl of cold tea, feeling the cool tea flowing down the esophagus happily, and the boredom between the chest and abdomen was finally cleared a little. He followed Huang Ying's gaze to the other end of the long street, and then saw the girl Lu Zhi holding a white cat in her hand, coming from the front.

Behind Lu Zhi, jumping and walking was Li Ningjing, the son of the City Lord's Mansion, who stopped for a moment in front of the sugar man stall on the side of the road, and then fiddled with one or two on the calligraphy and painting shop, although he didn't buy anything empty-handed along the way, and he was very busy walking and stopping. At this moment, he was standing in front of a grocery stall, playing with a lifelike bamboo grasshopper and couldn't put it down, Ren Luzhi shouted several times in front of him, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and couldn't move his steps.

"You've already spent all your money this month." Lu Zhi looked at Li Ningjing's eyes, held the money bag embroidered with a tiger's head in his arms and shook it in his hand, and said with a smile, "I don't dare to borrow from you, I will be punished if the city lord and lady know about it." ”

Li Ningjing looked at the empty money bag she was holding the big girl's environmental protection pipe, and her little face suddenly drooped listlessly. The old man who set up the stall with white hair had already recognized the little boy and the big girl ring in the city lord's mansion, and at this moment, seeing Li Ningjing reluctantly put down the bamboo weaving grasshopper with a look of regret, he hurriedly picked up the grasshopper and handed it to Li Ningjing, and said with a smile, "Little young master, it's all your own craft, it's worthless, this young master is just a gift to the little young master." ”

Li Ningjing hurriedly put the little gnats on the stall, as if holding an extremely hot thing, and couldn't help shaking his little head with a bitter face and said, "Grandpa, this can't be done, I have to let my father know, this palm has to be swollen." ”

"The city lord has a good way to teach his son, and he has a good way to teach his son." The old man gave a thumbs up with admiration on his face and praised it very sincerely. Just thinking about the city lord has always been loved, who doesn't think of his goodness, today the little master rarely took a fancy to a worthless bamboo grasshopper, if this can't be sent out, I don't know how much gossip will be told by the neighbors after I go back, at least the old woman in the family will definitely be verbose for a while.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel melancholy, and hesitated to persuade a few more words. But seeing that Li Ningjing's eyes rolled, he counted the sun with his fingers, and said happily, "Counting A-Niang's rouge is about to run out, Ming'er, I'll go on a trip to earn some errand silver, and then come to grandpa to buy it back." Can you help me stay for a few days, and don't give it to anyone else? ”

The old man happily agreed. But seeing that Lu Zhi on the side seemed to suddenly remember something, his phoenix eyes widened, and he snorted coldly, "Every time Mrs. Rouge is newly purchased, it can always be used for more than a month, and now every month and a half have passed, and the bottom can be seen." Originally, I was thinking about which little sister stole it, but now I think of the little master's errand money, and I always feel a little strange. ”

Li Ningjing's face opened wide with a face full of astonishment, and her eyes rolled wildly, hovering left and right between being confused and begging for mercy and being soft, undecided.

The curved arc of the sneering grin of Lu Zhi still hangs at the corner of his lips.

A dark black sword light shook out in silence. Even if the sun is in the sky, it can't stop the cold and vicious aura contained in it, like a poisonous snake that is accustomed to hiding in a dark hole, suddenly appeared under the light, looking at the prey in front of him with cold and cunning eyes.

The owner of the sword was a thin man, with an ordinary face and a coarse cloth garment, with a hemp rope loosely tied around his waist, which looked extremely shabby. Such a person is placed anywhere on the street, and he is afraid that he will not attract the attention of others and take a second look. So even if he stood in front of the fortune-telling booth on the side for a long time, no one paid too much attention to his existence, and even the fortune teller only took a cursory glance and made sure that such a person had nothing to deceive, and then never paid attention to him.

Therefore, when the long sword hidden in the bamboo cane swept through the air, the surrounding crowd did not realize the danger contained in this inexplicable scene, let alone make such instinctive actions as screaming or fleeing.

The look of anger on Lu Zhi's face was still on his face, but a pair of starry eyes had suddenly shrunk, and he saw the direction of the sword in an instant, and he didn't hesitate to paze on his feet, and his body pounced on Li Ningjing's body like an arrow from the string.

The sharp tip of the sword pierced through the silk silk and made a soft "snort" sound, and the thin swordsman turned around and withdrew his sword, bringing out a showy blood flower when he turned his wrist and picked it up.

He had been living in an inn not far away for some time, and all he did every day was to look at the street downstairs in a daze, and all the things on the street, along with the unintentional passers-by, were deeply engraved in his mind. He had seen this picturesque handmaid three times, and he had never imagined that she would also be a hidden martial artist. Although that bit of martial arts cultivation was not in the stream, that extremely resolute and fearless pounce made his ambition to win the sword come to naught, which made him extremely dissatisfied with the fact that he was used to playing everything in the palm of his hand.

A natural hunter has always been calculating, well-planned and patient, and then suddenly delivers a decisive fatal blow to his prey.

Therefore, even if the target of the attack was only a child, he still did not slack off in the slightest, but carefully observed it for several days, and then hid in the endless crowd on the street with great care, and finally handed out this perfect sword by casual approach.

But now, it's not perfect.

The thin swordsman suddenly became very angry, but his eyes were more cold and sharp, and the hand holding the sword was more calm and powerful.

The long sword in his hand was completely black, and there was a faint blue light flowing in the dimness. The blade of the sword is as thin as a hammer, and strange runes are depicted all over the body, winding from the hilt all the way to the tip of the sword, and at this moment, it is soaked in blood and more like a layer of demonic red plated on these runes, which looks extremely strange.

He snorted coldly, and the sword momentum slanted forward, pointing directly at Li Ningjing's throat.

An extremely faint gray streamer flew from the front at an extremely rapid speed, leaving only a very shallow afterimage behind it, and it was difficult to catch its trajectory even in the harsh midday sun. The blade of the sword that traveled at high speed broke through the air, and the thin blade trembled because of this speed beyond the limit, resulting in an extremely piercing howling sound, which instantly reached the eyes of the thin swordsman.

Jiang Li's galloping figure was still in the air, and he had already shouted loudly in his mouth, "Retreat!" ”

Li Ningjing stood on tiptoe, and his figure took two steps back.

The thin swordsman snorted coldly, but he didn't expect that this child was also a martial artist, and his face became extremely ugly. There were so many unexpected omissions in his plan, it was really undeserved, and he secretly thought that after this success, he must calm down and reflect carefully, and he could not be so careless again.

At this time, more than half of the sword momentum, the thin swordsman suddenly woke up from the mixed emotions of self-reflection, only to find that Li Ningjing's two steps back were extremely exquisite, and they were not far away or close enough to dodge his sword momentum, if he took another step forward, he naturally had no way to dodge, and he couldn't escape the fate of being pierced through the throat by a sword. It's just that the flying sword is coming soon, and it will give you time to take a step calmly.

He is a swordsman, and he is a clever hunter, not those stupid dead soldiers, so naturally he will not do stupid things that change his life. The thin swordsman's face sank, he turned around with his sword, turned his wrist into a stab, and was just right in front of the gray flying sword that suddenly appeared in the sunlight. The sharp and high-speed flying sword collided with the narrow sword body, making a crisp sound that made the eardrums crack!

Although the lightless flying sword was blocked in the way, it did not fall to the ground, but by the extremely slight staggered direction in an instant, it bent down to make a deep plow mark on the bluestone slab brick, and the sword body as thin as a cicada's wings was bent into a very exaggerated arc, with a crisp sound of "ding", with the rebound power of the sword body when it was turned back, it was extremely insidious and rose from the bottom to the top.

Jiang Li's body was already in shape, protected in front of Li Ningjing, and handed out a punch.