Xiao Dongxi shook her palms, and she repeatedly emphasized to Li Congyuan - "six-six-six".

To be recognised from the original account.

Xiao Dongxi withdrew his hand at this time, and said with a straight face: "Seventh Taibao, you owe me six lives." ”

"I'll keep the account—you have to pay me back."

Li Cong nodded in agreement.

"Have you ever heard the lyrics of the servant?" Xiao Dongxi also poured him a bowl of wine.

Then, she began to teach Li Congyuan: "You just say that you are not simple!" ”

"It's you who fights, and the prestige belongs to him - you throw your head and spill your blood, and the benefits are all his?"

"To this day, he still wants to kill you - he is the king of the green history, and you are the ...... of the underground ghost"

"Is it bearable, but is it unbearable?!"

"Village Chief." The wine bowl was served from the beginning.

He took the opportunity to persuade him: "Ten years of chaos, all living beings are looking forward to healing - this world needs the Holy Lord." ”

"The village chief once said - only if the people want, our battle to govern the world can be fought less, and then not fought!"

"Only then can the common people be spared the flames of war and avoid being destroyed."

"When I was young, the words of the village chief, I never forgot or forgot - 'The people of Yueyuan walk the rivers and lakes, and when they help the people through the world, how can they be greedy for fame and fortune'......"

"I was a martial artist, what good is my name? It is better to give it to him. ”

"As the girl saw, he was born as a holy lord - the whole country ploughs and fights, and the army and the people are of one heart; The clan of breaking iron, clearing the black soil, and collecting the land of Youzhou and Yanyun! ”

"At this time, everyone in Yan Country has land, and everything is going to be a sign of Zhongxing."

The more you talk about it, the more emotional it becomes.

As if he was hunted before, the fact that he almost died was all illusory.

It's just that he didn't notice it at all.

The more he spoke, the more wrong Xiao Dongxi's face became.

Xiao Dongxi looked at Li Congyuan's face and shook his hand at him: "The face of the wild wolf feels like a thief!" ”

"It's a pity...... Only slapped him twice. ”

Li Congyuan didn't realize what Xiao Dongxi was thinking at this moment.

He also wanted to persuade: "He has been afraid of you since he was a little wolf, don't slap him again next time." ”

"He has long led an army by himself, and he can be regarded as a great battleman, so it's hard to teach him to have no face."

The more he talked, the more angry she became.

Xiao Dongxi's heart was on fire.

She rubbed her hands together and looked calm: "He led the soldiers to cut you." ”

"I just slapped you twice for you—did you ever want his life?"

"It's you—your life is gone, and you still have to speak for him."

"I only hate the past, I didn't wake you up sooner......"

"If I knew you were such a fool, I should have blown up your pig's head ......"

The past has never responded.

At this moment, a person came to the front of the seat with a light song: "The east wind puts peach blossoms today, and it is good to cover up the heroic posture with no hands." ”

"If you have a beautiful woman and a wine, you can give a clear taste to others?"

The person who came was a scholar, and he was not even crowned.

He has heavy eyes, a handsome posture, a clear spirit, and a beautiful appearance.

Fortunately, Xiao Dongxi has seen the portrait of this person.

She didn't mistakenly think that this was the daughter of a family who was traveling in disguise as a man.

The person who came came held a gold paper folding fan and greeted Xiao Dongxi: "Gu Shiyun 'Yan Zhao is more women, and the beauty is like jade' - see the girl today, the ancient people will not deceive me." ”

From the beginning of what you have heard, you must rebuke it.

But don't wait for him to make a move.

Xiao Dongxi has already motioned for someone to sit down: "Little nephew, sit down." ”

"But with the head of the village, listen to it - the singers here are singing."

was called a "little nephew" by a girl in her twenties, and the person who came was not angry.

He only sat down and reported to his home: "In Xia Yang Congjia." I've seen girls, I've seen uncles. ”

Xiao Dongxi waved his hand in return.

She motioned for Li Congyuan to sit down: "You should have heard of this little nephew - when the Tang Dynasty was in its prime, the Northern Calendar and the Southern Yang were really a family." ”

After a moment of electric thought, he finally sat down and said nothing.

Xiao Dongxi is no longer dumb.

She pushed a cup of tea to Yang Congjia: "The more brave people in the world, the more wonderful the stories of the past and the present will be—enough for the people in the market to talk about and show their courage." ”

"The two of you, one is a rebel general of the Yan country, and the other is the young master of the enemy country."

"Plus I threw my pen into the world and cut people."

"Today, we are all gathered in this official staff pavilion......"

"It's really arrogant and domineering! Interesting!! Interesting!!! ”

Xiao Dongxi spoke arrogantly, and smiled even more aggressively.

Yang Congjia laughed with it.

He took the opportunity to glance around; glanced at the stage again, the singer who sang the sound; Sneaked a glance at Li Congyuan again.

There was no response to all four times.

Only then did he raise tea to pay tribute to Xiao Dongxi.

He deliberately lowered his voice: "How can God be treasonous!" There must be something hidden in this matter. ”

Xiao Dongxi glanced at Li Congyuan, and ignored Yang Congjia's deliberate reminder.

She still made ridiculous remarks and said through the stage: "He was hacked to death without complaint." ”

"What about a crime of treason?"

Then she asked Yang Congjia with a straight face: "Are you here to see the excitement, or are you doing something?" ”

"So exciting?" Yang Congjia didn't seem to have heard it.

His eyes were only on the servant on the stage.

He had never seen a man of such skill who could sing like a beginner under almost zero pressure.

That servant is also a character.

Every time she sings a note, she can take care of herself.

It's really a face that doesn't change color and doesn't beat heartbeat.

She knew that this delicate noble son like her in the audience was a knowledgeable person.

She deliberately took the opportunity to show him her charms.

so that all the flaws in her performance can be made, which is reasonable.

Seeing this, Xiao Dongxi knew that Yang Congjia's heart was fighting between heaven and man.

She didn't call him.

She smiled faintly and poured herself a drink.

Xiao Dongxi is not a reckless sister, she dares to be high-profile in this Lingren Pavilion, she has her own intentions.

She knows the details of everyone present today.

From being scrapped to hibernate for ten years and then coming back.

She, the inheritor of the Moon Abyss who is going to throw a pen and cut people, is it easy to deal with?

Yang Congjia quickly came back to his senses.

He deliberately approached Xiao Dongxi again and whispered, "Let me boldly remind the girl that we are too domineering." ”

"The servant on the stage is the official eyeliner of Yan Kingdom. When she heard the girl's words, she had already sung more than ten wrong notes. ”

"It's okay!" Xiao Dongxi waved his hand.

She changed her words, and her tone was as usual: "The little nephew hasn't answered my question yet!" ”

Yang Congjia replied very cheerfully this time: "I heard that the people of Yan Country have abundant food and clothing, the folk customs are simple, and the territory is popular. ”

"I came here to study, and I enjoyed the spring flowers and autumn moon by the way."

"I also have the courage to write a few lyrics for Youling."

"Good!" This answer was exactly what Xiao Dongxi meant, and she slapped the table happily.

"Noise!" At this time, someone finally couldn't tolerate Xiao Dongxi's arrogant words and deeds, and reprimanded him.

Xiao Dongxi glanced at the man.

It turned out to be a tried-and-tested white-clothed showman.

This person is the nephew of Zhou Desheng, the general of Zhuozhou.

He has no intention of learning for a long time, but he is here every day, exchanging words and experiences with the servants.

He was angry, because the actor on the stage was frequently showing his style to Yang Congjia, and his singing voice was unusual.

"Go and call me Zhou Desheng!" Xiao Dongxi didn't even look at the white-clothed showman.

She said domineeringly: "Slap your face, don't dirty the hands of the village chief." ”