Mo Wen and the three of them left Yuhang Town, traveled for several days, and came to Suzhou City.

The so-called heaven above, Suzhou and Hangzhou below, this sentence in Suzhou under the Tang Dynasty, made Mo Wen have a very deep experience.

This is the first time Mo Wen has come to Suzhou in several lifetimes, and what I saw along the way, the apricot blossoms, the green willow hanging lake, the rippling blue lake, and the boat painting boat swim freely.

On the painting boat, there are gentle women who speak Wu Nong's soft language, they either sit gently and shallowly, stroke the piano and sing, or recline on the railing, make Xiao with slender hands, or stand Zhuo Zhuo, still hugging the pipa, or twisting their waists, singing and dancing lightly.

Here, the gentleness and delicacy of the Jiangnan women combined with the elegance and beauty of Suzhou's landscapes can be said to complement each other, and there is really an indescribable gentleness and charm, which makes Mo Wen feel a little lingering for a while.

Along the way, being stared at by these beautiful women with such affection, coupled with their occasional shyness that swept the corners of their lips and wanted to refuse and welcome, it was really lighter to the bones.

If it weren't for Zhao Ling'er by his side, Mo Wen would have to spend the night on this painting boat.

Compared with Mo Wen, Li Xiaoyao had no scruples, they were walking on the bridge at this time, but Li Xiaoyao kept flattering each other with the woman on the painting boat.

He is already extremely handsome, and now he is wearing a sword in a green shirt, and the outfit of a young chivalrous warrior is indeed easy to attract the attention of the opposite sex.

If that's all it takes, this stinky boy just shows off to Mo Wende from time to time.

"Master, look, is that girl looking at me, Master, look, this ......"

The constant questioning made Mo Wen's teeth itch with hatred, and he secretly began to think in his heart, how to clean up this kid.

Zhao Ling'er noticed this interesting pair of master and apprentice, a pair of innocent and playful eyes looked at Mo Wen from time to time, and the eyes that were as pure as a lake of autumn water suddenly made Mo Wen feel like he was being seen through.

While laughing, I turned a street corner, and suddenly there was a loud noise of gongs and drums, and the crowd was surging.

"The champion is here!"

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted, a group of people desperately squeezed forward, Mo Wen saw this, gently grabbed Zhao Ling'er's small waist, and the strength of his body overflowed, and suddenly those people couldn't get close to the two of them within a foot.

Li Xiaoyao was not so lucky, he was squeezed into the crowd and rushed forward involuntarily.

Mo Wen took Zhao Ling'er to the side of the road, and then pretended to be casual and let go of the big hand that was surrounding Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er glanced at Mo Wen with a funny face, turned his head, and looked at the crowd from afar, the young man who was surrounded by enthusiastic people in the middle and rode a tall horse.

He is handsome and elegant, with a graceful demeanor, and there is a faint eagerness in his eyes, and it is clear that he is in a hurry to get away, but for the greetings of passers-by, whether it is a flat-headed common man or a peddler's pawn, as long as he sees it, he will salute them one by one, without the slightest arrogance and impatience.

Although this seems a little pedantic, his every move interprets the words humble gentleman and gentle as jade.

Although Mo Wen is not a gentleman, it does not prevent him from having a good impression of such a person.

Perhaps it was fate, when this champion rode a horse to Zhao Ling'er's vicinity, the sound of things breaking came from out of nowhere in the crowd.

So in an instant, the man was frightened and rushed forward, and in front of it was Zhao Ling'er, who was focused on watching the excitement.

The horse was fast, and the incident happened suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, he was already in front of Zhao Ling'er, and he was about to collide, many people closed their eyes one after another, and they couldn't bear to see such a peerless woman suffer a catastrophe.

The next moment, Zhao Ling'er showed off her feet, and easily moved sideways with one step.

With Mo Wen's careful guidance, Zhao Ling'er, as a descendant of Nuwa, is still above Li Xiaoyao's talent, and now her cultivation is no longer what it used to be, so naturally she will not be hit so easily.

As soon as the horse rushed past, the man on the horse desperately grabbed the reins, and finally controlled the frightened horse.

He hurriedly turned over and dismounted, came to Zhao Ling'er, and asked apologetically, "Girl, are you okay?" ”

Zhao Ling'er shook her head and said softly: "Don't worry, this son, I'm fine." ”

The man looked at Zhao Ling'er's slightly pale face and said, "It's okay, if you feel anything uncomfortable, you can take the girl to see the doctor later." ”

Zhao Linger didn't even say it.

Zhao Ling'er is easy to speak, but how could Li Xiaoyao, who saw this scene, let go of this opportunity to perform in front of his master.

He desperately squeezed out of the crowd and stepped forward and asked:

"Hey, I said stinky boy, do you know if you can ride a horse, you almost bumped into my master? This is my sister, if I change someone else, I will die! ”

Zhao Ling'er was ashamed when she heard this, she also understood a lot of people and sophistication along the way, especially now in front of so many people, she is called Shiniang, her jade face is crimson, and she said coquettishly: "Carefree, don't talk nonsense, I don't ...... I'm fine. ”

Zhao Ling'er was embarrassed for a while, and seemed a little incoherent, but Li Xiaoyao still ignored it and relied on this champion.

"In this bustling city, you gallop like this, and treat human life like a mustard......"

As Li Xiaoyao was entangled, coming and going, Mo Wen learned that this person was Liu Jinyuan, and because he was in a hurry, he rode a horse.

Knowing that Mo Wen and the three of them had first arrived in Suzhou and had no place to stay, they invited the three of them to live at home in order to apologize, and planned to set up a banquet afterwards.

But now Liu Jinyuan is in a hurry to participate in his cousin's martial arts competition to recruit relatives, and when Li Xiaoyao heard about this kind of excitement, he had to follow to see the excitement at the moment.

So Mo Wen and the three of them followed Liu Jinyuan and went straight to Lin Jiabao.

Far away from Linjiabao, I saw that the flow of people continued to converge forward, and when I arrived, I saw that in the middle of the city, two high flagpoles were erected on a huge square.

On the left and right flagpoles, there is a long red cloth hanging on each side, on which the dragon and the phoenix dance are written a few big golden characters, respectively, "Lin Jiabao" and "competition to recruit relatives".

Mo Wen pursed his lips, the number of words on these two sides is not the same, not to mention that it is asymmetrical, it is really uncultured.

At this time, in the center of the square, a huge ring has been built at some point, and on top of the ring, a man and a woman are standing.

The man was about forty years old, just standing there, he had the demeanor of a grandmaster who was deep and mountainous, and he swept through his divine sense, and he was actually a martial arts master who was no less than the land god immortal realm.

Behind the man, there is a tall woman dressed in red, she has a good appearance, a graceful and slender figure, just standing posture, there is an endless feeling of viewing, but between her eyebrows is full of extreme arrogance.

The woman stood there quietly with a cold face at the moment, with a hint of anger in her eyes, especially when her gaze swept over the crowd below, revealing indescribable disgust and contempt.

Needless to say, these two people are Lin Tiannan and his only daughter Lin Yueru.

At this time, I only heard Lin Tiannan say on the stage:

“…… If he can beat the little girl, no matter which one he is or what his identity is, he may become my Lin Tiannan's fast son-in-law, I don't know which one is willing to come up and show his skills......"

"I'm coming!"

Lin Tiannan's voice just fell, but when he heard a loud shout, a big man jumped on the high platform, and the competition officially began.

At this time, Mo Wen turned his head to look at Liu Jinyuan on the side, and when he saw that he arrived here, his gentle and elegant appearance changed instantly, and he became restrained and did not speak, when he looked at the woman, that affectionate gaze made Mo Wen feel extremely familiar.

That's right, this is exactly the standard look in the eyes of the licking dog when he looks at the goddess, and with Lin Yue's indifferent expression at such a moment, it has a sense of the picture when Mo Wen Huiwu looked at Lu Xueqi back then.

For a moment, Mo Wen rarely sympathized with Liu Jinyuan.

Subsequently, Mo Wen's gaze couldn't help but sweep between Lin Yueru, Li Xiaoyao and Liu Jinyuan, his eyes were full of wonder, as if he had thought of something funny.

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