The thunder was loud, and the summer rain was even faster.

Luoyang took out the wine between the flowers and threw it into the air, keeping a distance not far from the decadent young man, staring at those big eyes, easily catching a touch of panic.

"Do you have any money? If you don't have money, stay in the back kitchen to chop wood, the eldest husband spits a nail in a mouthful, if you regret it...... You don't want to know the cost of repentance. ”

The young man took the wine between the flowers, drank it all in a big gulp, squinted his eyes, spit out depression, and said: "My name is Qianhao, a wanderer in the world, the money has been exchanged for wine, and the wine has been stolen, so there is no money!"

"Then go and chop wood, otherwise you will find a way to restore this place to its original state, and you are not allowed to bully people, otherwise you will be knocked unconscious and hung in the city. ”

"You call me a monkey?

Qianhao turned over and jumped up, rolled up his arms, rolled up his sleeves, and seemed to be ready to make a move, but in fact, he looked around at the surrounding situation, ready to escape.

Luoyang slowly stepped forward, reaching out and holding the brilliant Heavenly Sword, killing Yayoi, the demonic intent was rampant, the shadow was pervasive, and the sword was traceless.

Qianhao's eyes widened violently, the sky and the earth were red, blood was raining down, there were endless buried bones around, broken halberds and sinking sand, and thousands of broken soldiers scattered in all directions.

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I'm going to chop wood, I'm going. ”

After that, the young man hurriedly walked to the backyard, striding forward, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

What kind of husband would rather die than give in is to lie to himself, practice, the most important thing is to live, it is better to die than to live, if you don't live, how can you get back today's shame from Luoyang?

Dare to tell you Uncle Qianhao to chop wood? Wait until that day I will chop your dog's head!

It was nearly noon, the wind and rain had not subsided, Luoyang reined in his sword momentum and turned around to look at a rain curtain.

There are living beings there, hidden in the water curtain, and it is difficult for ordinary people to notice.

"Come out, just hide there and won't be your goal. ”

Invisible fluctuations swept across the void, and the rain in the courtyard suddenly hung in the air, turning into crystal full droplets, which looked lovely.

The mysterious guest in the corner of the courtyard slowly revealed his true face, a five-foot figure, a slender figure, wearing a hooded black-striped robe, most of his face was hidden under the hood, revealing a delicate jaw and beautiful lips.

"I actually discovered my existence from so far away, and I really have no reputation for it! Luoyang, I have no hostility towards you, and the purpose of coming here is not for the treasure in Luotian's secret realm, I just want to see you, and by the way, I will draw a picture for you, that's all." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't like people to draw me, and I don't like you to draw me. ”

Luoyang slowly approached the mysterious man, the heavenly sword moved lightly, and the four sword intents folded into the rain, turning into one hundred and eight swords of different shapes, thirty-six suspended in the air, seventy-two into the ground, and the number of heavenly and earthly magic spells, guarding the four directions, and locking the mysterious man in the courtyard.

The mysterious man stood calmly and calmly, allowing Luoyang to remove the hood on his head.

The fog lifted, and the mysterious man showed a realistic Yama ghost face, his eyes dark, delicate, and extremely cunning, like a naughty boy who successfully played tricks on people.

"Ten thousand scenes are inseparable from light and shadow, water can retain light and shadow, Luoyang, your painting, I finished painting, do you want to see it?"

Yiren took off the realistic Yama ghost face, raised his hands lightly, the raindrops in the courtyard melted into a water curtain, flowing gently, the mad demon, the blood Shura, the Tibetan Feng sage, the shadow killing god and an illusory sword shadow A total of five shadows stood behind Luoyang, except for the sword shadow, the remaining four were lifelike, their eyes were full of covetousness, staring at Luoyang, like seeing the beast of their favorite prey, ready to move.

Luoyang nodded, this painting is the heart, the killing sword, the magic sword, the wisdom sword, the nine ghost sword, the four sword intent is ready to move, the heavenly sword momentum is impossible to suppress the four sword intent, the black-clothed Luoyang walks faster than him, and is also more stable than him.

"It's realistic......"

"Nonsense, my father is the first painter in Great Xia, he can draw dragons and rains, and he can draw swords to cut evil spirits, which is amazing. ”

The girl turned the pen proudly, smiled and bent her eyebrows, and couldn't help but shake her head when she saw Qianhao returning from chopping wood.

The girl is not very beautiful, but she has an inexplicable temperament, which is more eye-catching than charming.

Luo Yang nodded, flicked his fingers, and the four sword qi rushed to the door, cutting out the vermilion wooden door with four openings.

"Do what you have to do, and this is also counted on your head!"

Qianhao pursed his lips, looked at Luoyang's indifferent eyes, dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, turned around and walked to the firewood house again, familiar with the road.

"Hehe, it's a funny person......"

The girl smiled softly, waited for Qianhao to walk through the foot of the courtyard, looked at Luoyang again, coughed lightly, woke up the young man who was thinking about sword intent, approached progress, and asked in a low voice: "Do you have anyone you like, I want to marry you and become the sheath of your sword." ”

"I'm sorry, I already have a place in my heart. ”

Luoyang refused, looked up at the feet of the rain, as if he saw his heart, and really wanted to talk to Nannuo, but unfortunately she was not around.

"Do you mind having one more?" The girl tentatively took a few steps closer, saw Luoyang lowered her head, and chuckled: "My dowry is far more than you imagined, let alone a man...... If you hold her in your left hand, what do you do with your right hand?"

"Hold the sword!"

"Uh...... Forget it, forget it, do you have a brother or not, you can have a wife, you can have a wife, I have a good hoe, and I am very good at digging corners. ”

The rain is temporary, and the water at the corner of the eaves flows into the green leaves, intimacy with the delicate leaf veins for a moment, and falls to the safflower without hesitation, greedy for the fragrance in between.

The girl looked at Luoyang prettyly, her eyes were full of hope, this is not a matter of one person but a country.

Luoyang thought slightly, shook his head, and said: "Several junior disciples have already been married, you can't dig into the corner, because if you dare to move, I will kill you, whether you are from Great Xia or Dashang." ”

"Got it, then I'll beat your idea, tell me, who is that girl?"

"Demon princess, Nanno!"

The girl's eyes widened in shock, looking at Luoyang undoubtedly, and just about to open her mouth to ask, Luoyang slowly raised her palm, and the immortal demon Yan surged, and the fireworks danced, rolling heat.

"Her heart was given to you?"

The girl frowned, looked at Luoyang's heart, and curiously stretched out her hand, which was deftly avoided by Luoyang.

"That's right, without her heart, I wouldn't be alive now, my life is given by her......"

The voice was abrupt, Luoyang looked at the girl she didn't know, she said too much, turned around and walked towards the house, ready to change her clothes, adjust her state, and finish writing the last wonderful thing about Linzi.

"That, I won't give up, I really can't, how is your ancestor?"

"Patriarch, Patriarch meets your requirements, you can give it a try. ”

Luoyang stopped, looked at the rainbow in the sky, hooked the corners of his lips, and there was also cunning in his eyes.

What should the patriarch look like when he is in such a hurry? At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, he is not the only one who wants to see it.