When the group walked out of the road, they suddenly noticed that the people around them were gone.

The strange thing is that the stalls around are still there.

The next moment, whoosh!

Black bolts poured in.

In an instant, everyone was targeted.

Pierced by arrow after arrow.

The speed of these crossbow arrows came extremely fast, and these few qi practitioners had no time to prepare at all.

Even if a few were stopped in a hurry, crossbow arrows rained down from all directions.

This kind of crossbow, thick and heavy, is specially used against monks.

Once it is shot out, the true qi of the protective body will be shattered, and even the air shield will not be able to resist it.

Not to mention these few qi practitioners.

The huge tiger became a living target, and was pierced into a hedgehog.

The old man at the head of the group cultivated to the highest, and while roaring to resist the crossbow arrows, he pulled out his legs and ran.

Seeing that he was about to rush out, two figures flashed left and right.

The martial artists in the army, the cultivation of the two is not higher than that of the old man.

It's just a good fit, and it doesn't take a few rounds.

The old man, who was still menacing, became a corpse.

Guards in light armor and masks began to methodically clean up the corpses and blood stains on the ground.

After half a cup of tea, everything is back to normal.

After a while, the stall reappeared.

As if nothing had happened just now.

...........

Li Ping'an took a sip of tea on the pavilion on the third floor.

Sure enough, be low-key.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Jing Yu said: "The eldest princess returned to Beijing, these guys picked this knot and were presumptuous in the capital, and they were simply carrying dung baskets all over the streets - looking for death ()"

After a while, three figures hurried over.

"Uncle, uncle!!"

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

Li Ping'an raised his head with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

I haven't seen her for a few years, and Alia has become a big girl.

Grown up, a little less childish, a little less naïve.

The appearance has also changed a little, and there is already a bit of girlish charm between the eyebrows and eyes.

"Uncle!!"

Alia exclaimed, and then rushed over with an arrow and hugged Li Ping'an.

She is not Han, although she has been in Huailu Academy for a few years, she still has the boldness of an alien girl in her bones.

Bean-sized tears fell cracklingly.

"Uncle, woo woo woo ~ I want to kill you"

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has been in a foreign country for many years, and during this period, he has not even seen his sister.

At this time, I saw Li Ping'an, not to mention how excited I was.

Li Ping'an patted her head comfortingly.

"Okay, okay, now it's all big girls, don't cry."

Compared with Alia, Zhao Linger is much calmer.

The white shirt is fluttering, and a ribbon of the same color is tied around the waist.

A head of hair, lining her snow-white skin.

Zhao Ling'er is a beautiful girl, and she has been influenced by Confucian culture since she was a child, so she will not be like Alia.

Moreover, among the others, her relationship with Li Ping'an is not as close as Alia.

So he just smiled and nodded at Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an smiled back, "It's become pretty." ”

The breeze lifted her long hair, and the flush on Zhao Ling'er's face was like a sunset.

Fat Jun couldn't wait to say, "Sir, sir, what about me!" ”

Fat Jun is still a bulging ball, and nothing has changed.

If you want to say that there is, it's just that you're fatter than before.

"Niu Niu!"

Alia finished hugging Li Ping'an, turned around and went to hug the old cow again.

"I miss you so much, Niu Niu."

It is always fun to meet old people.

The best encounter is a reunion after a long absence.

Li Ping'an likes this reunion very much, but he knows that these people will not accompany him to go on.

One day, there will be no more people in this world.

It's like a slush claw, leaving traces by chance.

It won't be long before it will be covered with the snow of fate.

......

Tonight is a big day in the capital, and the nine cities celebrate.

The princess returned to Beijing with a great victory, and it is estimated that it will be these two days before she ascends the throne.

The lights of the city make the sky and the earth a little more hazy and a little more peaceful.

"Uncle, hurry up!"

Alia holds a sugar gourd in her hand and a piece of snack in her mouth.

"There's juggling over there."

Li Ping'an smiled, and slowly led the old cow behind a few people.

At this time, a lion dance team came up to them.

Four people beat the gong, four people beat the drums, and the lion dancers followed.

Zhao Ling'er deliberately slowed down, and she was almost hit by the lion dancer who didn't pay attention.

Li Ping'an stretched out his hand and dragged her to his side, "What's wrong?" Absent-minded. ”

Zhao Ling'er smiled faintly, "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't been to such a lively place for a long time." ”

"You are in the capital, don't you come often?"

Zhao Ling'er shook her head, "I cultivate in the academy on weekdays. ”

"What grade is it now?"

"The pinnacle of Confucianism." Zhao Ling'er said softly.

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be so powerful now, and I can cover my uncle in the future." ”

Zhao Ling'er lowered her head and smiled lightly, and secretly glanced at Li Ping'an.

She didn't understand why Alia called Li Ping'an uncle, obviously she didn't look old at all~

Jing Yu didn't know where to go to see the beauty, and Fat Jun was pulled forward by Alia in a big stride.

Fat Jun said: "Mr. and Ling'er have been left behind, go slowly." ”

Alia said, "Hurry up and go, don't disturb people and whisper." ”

"What whispers? Hey, there's a meat bun! ”

Fat Jun's attention was quickly attracted by the meat buns.

Alia looked back at Zhao Ling'er, who had a restrained look.

Zhao Ling'er is beautiful and has a high talent in cultivation, so she is very popular.

At a young age, he has already attracted the love of many disciples of the same age.

Among them, there are some talented people, but Zhao Ling'er's attitude towards them is lukewarm.

Just keep the relationship in place, but don't overdo it with them.

Zhao Linger once secretly told Alia who she liked.

In her heart, Li Ping'an, who was gentle and elegant in the four towns of Anbei and taught them to write and study, was her Bai Yueguang.

As for when I liked it, maybe it was when Li Ping'an was writing.

Maybe it was Li Ping'an when Wen Wen taught them their homework.

Maybe it was when Li Ping'an was cooking a meal for them.

Or maybe it was when Li Ping'an was concentrating on playing the erhu.......

After coming to the capital, Zhao Linger saw a wider world and met more people.

It's just that those people seem to be worse than Li Ping'an.

The words are not as good as Li Ping'an's writing, and the poems are even worse than 108,000 miles, not to mention that Li Ping'an can cook.

These Confucian monks basically ignore what is going on outside the window, and only read the books of the sages and sages, where can they cook.

By the way, Li Ping'an will also play erhu~