Gusu City is a real Jiangnan.

The willows, beauties, gauze and poems have become its most beautiful scenery, and the stories are circulated in one big river and small lake after another.

The most delicate tune here also sings this living Jiangnan.

Lingering.

If spring is not late, you will really go to Jiangnan.

The stone streets, small lofts near the water, and small bridges are full of passers-by.

Xie Wenliang and Xu Nanchan hugged and gnawed on a pig's trotter and walked in the bluestone alley of flowing water.

"You say, how nice it would be to stay here." Xu Nanchan took a bite first: "What do you say, Xiao Liangzi." ”

Facing the water in front of you, there was the constant sound of wooden planks lapping on clothes.

Ups and downs, flat.

Xie Wenliang also had some yearning: "But we are cultivators." ”

"What's so great about cultivators, there is a vast sea of people, and there are many cultivators." Xu Nanchan was a little unconvinced: "It's just that some people seem to have become immortals, some people die halfway, and more people are just doing nothing." ”

It's still the smell of pig's trotters in my hand.

It is as fragrant as the tongue of the bird.

I just don't know how the old man is.

Xie Wenliang immediately sighed with emotion: "Then Nanzen, what is the purpose of cultivation? ”

"For me, it's just a trip to see the world." Xu Nanchan pouted: "It's like pig's trotters, tea, sugar gourds, pastries and wine along the way." ”

Xu Nanchan even smiled: "And I'm more interested in you kid talking about books now." ”

There's a bit of moss in Bluestone Lane.

Slippery roads.

Xu Nanchan held the pig's trotters and jumped in front of Xie Wenliang.

That pair of dimples.

Xie Wenliang also smiled: "I was young at that time, and I saw too many things before I left Huai, and I didn't like to talk. ”

Then he held up the half-gnawed pig's trotters and kept fanning them like a fan.

While fanning, laughing.

"The master kept telling me stories at night, and he was afraid that mosquitoes would bite me." Xie Wenliang looked up: "Over time, I have learned that tone, and sometimes I think he was a storyteller in the past." ”

Xie Wenliang continued: "He said that he likes Jianxi the most, and the man who is named after the sword, I also like Jianxi." ”

A sword is flat all over the world, which is really happy.

Breaking into the palace alone, he is really invincible.

Xu Nanchan gnawed on the pig's trotters like this, listened to him tell the story of the past, and quietly looked at the light in his eyes.

His background may not seem pretty, but the experience in his mouth is moving enough.

It's just a simple and simple way to grow up.

He didn't have the fate she carried, he didn't have her talent for cultivation, but he was growing step by step.

Xie Wenliang came back to his senses, and suddenly saw Xu Nanchan looking at him stupidly: "What? ”

The spring breeze is just right.

The willow leaves at the mouth of the alley resemble the eyebrows of a girl.

"Ah, it's fine." Xu Nanchan turned his head: "I haven't had time to ask, what happened in the temple that day?" ”

Xie Wenliang touched his head: "I found that the Taoist people didn't dare to enter the temple, so I knew that the statue had a sword on its head, so I pulled out a few swords." ”

"I really don't remember later."

Xu Nanchan finished gnawing on the pig's trotters and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "Yes, that Taoist is called Shenhui, and he is an outlier of Taoism." ”

"He is a Taoist who is not in harmony with Taoism, and he feels that human law and heaven are the foundation, and heaven is the end. That's why his temple was built in a small city like Lihuai, and even later cut off the incense. ”

Xie Wenliang was a little incomprehensible: "The aura comes from heaven and earth, and the heavenly law is a bit wrong. ”

"Don't talk about that." Xu Nanchan shook his head: "I forcibly used the sword technique before, and now I am almost in the second realm, and it is estimated that I have to cultivate for more than ten days, what about you?" ”

Xie Wenliang said helplessly: "I can't figure out how to turn the aura into sword qi at all, and there are still five drops of aura dewdrops." ”

Xu Nanchan's eyebrows were a little twisted: "It shouldn't be, when I entered two realms in one day, the dew would accumulate to a certain extent, and it would become flowing water, and my own aura would happily flow into sword qi." ”

Helpless.

Xu Nanchan saw his somewhat lonely expression, and deliberately said: "Miss Ben is a genius, you can't take it for granted!" ”

Xie Wenliang saw her pretending to be arrogant, of course he understood.

After getting along for so long, every word and deed, every move, you will have some understanding.

He still laughed.

Xie Wenliang was not afraid that he would be disappointed, but that his master would be disappointed.

said that it was too late, it was too fast, Xu Nanchan snatched the pig's trotters in his hand.

Run straight away.

"Xiao Liangzi, your pig's trotter girl has been requisitioned!"

Xie Wenliang looked at her figure and smiled, this time it was really a happy smile.

He didn't know that someone was staring at them at the entrance of the alley.

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The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

The same is in Gusu City

The spring breeze has begun to cut the willow leaves.

On a moonlit night, you can cut out the moonlight and be clean, leaving people sad.

In ancient times, the willows stayed together, and the branches and leaves were all sorrowful.

Just on the head of the wanderer, drunk and lying on the eyebrows of the beloved.

At that time, after the long pavilion was farewell, he always had to break off two branches and give them to friends.

During the day, under the green willows next to the Gusu Causeway, there were complaining "talents" early in the morning, breaking off two branches to play and chanting poems.

It should not be about exchanging talents, poems and songs, but about the rich son's family spending hundreds of taels of silver to buy some good poems to raise his good reputation, so that he can hook up with the innocent cardamom girl rolling bead curtains.

Out of time, the sound of horses' hooves sounded from the far bank of the embankment and near, there was a young man in Tsing Yi Xianyi angry horse far away from Gusu City, some wind and dust, never stayed leaning on the embankment pavilion.

Otherwise, with the appearance and family background of a young man, it is a graceful scene full of red sleeves and drunken thousands of days to eat the rouge on my sister's mouth.

Gusu Wu family.

The white horse passed away, and the white embankment had gone out of the city gate, and the young man's robe was falling in the wind, and the spring breeze was proud.

A little cinnabar in the center of the eyebrows, riding towards the eastern capital.

That year, there was no champion, no leader, and the old historian who was close to the end of the oil lamp picked up the lamp and carried the pen: today's palace test, and the crown of the green shirt is as rich as jade, laughing and reluctant, only seeking to explore the flowers.

The great sacrificial wine in the small attic smiled with a frown, and the sound of horses' hooves was not a mistake.

Wu Wei arrived, and Chu Nandu should also go to North Yangzhou City.

But what about you, the orange shepherd?

Fortunately, Wu Wei is not a returnee, nor is he a passerby.

Old chess games require new pieces.

Who said that the third prince must be sitting on the dragon chair?

Emperor Xian, who also collapsed in the winter of that year, said with a smile: "Gusu Wu Wei, if you want to do nothing in your life, I want you to ask for it, but I just let you ask for it, so you can travel far away to explore Hualang." ”

It was also that year that the beacon fire rose from the city of Beiyangzhou, and the handle of the handle rushed to pass the sword like a wind and snow all over the capital.

Wu Wei, Tanhualang, smiled like falling cherries.

He has never cultivated in his life, but there are children in the head horn who sing the ballad: "Heavenly Yulang, the world explores flowers." ”

The red and pink are romantic, and there is no more than this.

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There are also four cities to Jinling.

Jian Xi was looking at the man at the head of the city.

Be truly compassionate.

The man at the head of the city just looked at the white clouds and said to himself, "You are here." ”

Jian Xi also drew the half of the sword in the true sense.

In this city, there are only men left.

"I don't know which prince's dog you have become." Jian Xi slowly spoke: "But it's better not to be him, he will definitely die." ”

"It will even die at the hands of my apprentice." Jian Xi shook a Buddha name and said to himself: "Yunshen, do you believe in an afterlife?" ”

The man at the head of the city once had a title, Shura.

Without hearing the latter sentence, Shura just laughed wildly: "Oh? But today you're old! ”

Each city brick turned into a spirit rune, and in an instant, countless divine lights flashed, like thunder from the sky, and thousands of chains fell from the sky!

The incomparably tall figure stood up behind Shura's back like this, with three heads and six arms, covered in blood, as if he had just come from the river of blood, and even had a face full of flesh, bloody mouth and fangs, extremely hideous.

But there was Buddha light around him.

"Six realms of reincarnation, poor paths come from hell."

The law phase heaven and earth, once smashed the star with one punch!

The three sects are moving very fast, the spirit rune is blocked, the land of lawlessness, and my Buddhism Shura fights in the flesh?

See how you do one-on-one.

Jian Xi just closed his eyes, as if it was the same that year.

Then he put away his sword.

Speak slowly: "Shura, you have already lost. ”

The brutal figure had already swung its fist, and even some of the space had been shattered.

But Jian Xi said: "You are no longer worthy of me to pull out Yu Zhengrong." ”

Jian Xi jumped up and shouted: "Jiang Yunshen, I don't believe it!" ”

is facing Shura, punching like an emperor!