In the winter of the 40th year of Yangping in Nanzhao, heavy snow covered the city of Anjing, as if covering this majestic city with a layer of white sand.

Coupled with the fact that the old emperor did not go to court for several days, the whole Kyoto was filled with a certain strange atmosphere, and on such a day, the threshold of the officials of the three provinces of Shangshu, Zhongshu, and Menxia was almost trampled to pieces by countless dignitaries and dignitaries, and the wealthy lords and clans.

But no matter how these people who are extremely sensitive to politics sharpen their heads, the officials of the three provinces are still closed to the guests, only Shang Shuling Li Jian'an's mansion will receive a few people every day, so there is an unprecedented lively scene in front of this Shang Shuling, but there are strict personnel restrictions on the guests received every day, so countless people come here in the middle of the night to wait, hoping to impress this Shang Shuling Lord with this sincerity.

On this day, Li Jian'an rarely closed the door.

Inside the East Wing Hall.

A set of purple sand tea sets, which are very common in Nanzhao, are quietly placed on the small case, and a young lady on the side slowly drags the tea roasting for tea.

Li Jian'an won the title of the seventh year in Yangping, and was promoted to Shangshuling three years ago, and he also had the elegant title of Li Dingguo in the court, which can be seen that his prestige and grace in the Nanzhao court are prosperous.

Li Jian'an, who has not yet reached the age of knowing his fate, has a slight gray temple, stretched out his hand to raise the seven-point full pottery cup to his lips, slowly drank it all, and said warmly:

"This year's winter is particularly fast, the charcoal used in my house for winter has not been delivered, and the charcoal used is still last year's old charcoal, this charcoal fire is damp, and it burns a little smoke, Wei Siqing don't be surprised. ”

There is a respected Li Dingguo in the Nanzhao court, so there is naturally a Wei Siqing who makes everyone disgusted and feared, this person is Wei Geng, the supervising temple secretary who commands the Nanzhao Shadow Guard, and in terms of the official character of Shang Shuling, it is enough to be higher than the three products of this supervising temple qing, but this supervising temple secretary in gray cloth cotton clothes did not have the slightest cowardice because he was sitting opposite the most powerful Shang Shuling of the dynasty, but said lightly:

"Master Li is incorruptible, and I have a record there. ”

This is very blunt.

Li Jian'an laughed:

"You person, everyone in the court says that you are a gavel that beats people indiscriminately, I think this is not wrong at all, you are not afraid of offending people at all?"

Wei Geng shook his head, and a smile appeared on his emaciated face:

"It's an annoying errand, and if everyone didn't hate me, I guess I wouldn't be alive now. ”

When the lady on the side heard these words, she didn't frown, she still calmly offered tea, and when she added tea to Wei Geng, Wei Geng nodded in gratitude.

Li Jian'an nodded and said:

"What you said is true, the more no one in the court dares to make friends with you, the longer you will be on this errand. ”

"However, I invited you over today, not to have tea with you. ”

Wei Geng smiled and said:

"If Master Li invited me to come just to enjoy tea and talk about it, Wei would not come. ”

Li Jian'an shook his head and smiled:

"You big mallet. ”

"I called you today, and it's still the same thing. ”

Wei Geng nodded:

"There are already eyebrows, Your Highness should still be in Qingyun Mountain. ”

Li Jian'an nodded.

Wei Geng suddenly frowned and asked:

"How many days?"

Li Jian'an glanced up at the lady, but said bluntly:

"Three days at the least, seven days at the most. ”

Wei Geng sighed, got up and walked slowly outside the house, the heavy snow in Anjing City had stopped, and the snow scene was still there.

The superintendent Siqing, who was dressed in gray cloth, slowly walked into the snow.

The tea roast in the house was put back on the stove, and the lady slowly sat down in Wei Geng's position and said gently:

"I have heard that Master Wei of the Supervision Temple has an upright personality, and he is worthy of his reputation today. ”

Li Jian'an smiled when he heard this:

"Everyone has their own way of survival, and this path taken by Wei Geng is unique in the world. ”

The lady shook her head, pinched the corner of her clothes and said:

"It's tiring. ”

Li Jian'an shook his head and said:

"It's going to be more tiring next. ”

......

The wind swept through the quiet bay, and on the waves was a fishing boat, with a man in the bow and a girl in the stern.

The small fishing boat, relying only on the sea breeze and oars, has been slowly wriggling at sea for several days.

At last a voice broke the silence, it was a thunderclap, it was winter, but there was a kind of thunder that can only be found in summer, and the sky over the sea was smeared with dark clouds.

As the first wind fell on the surface of the sea, a wave was startled, and countless wisps of wind blew, and countless waves rose on the sea, and the fishing boats on the sea constantly babbled in pain.

Changqing continued to stabilize the hull with his oars, and looked back at Yan Lingyu, who had been sitting near the stern of the boat in a panic, in a panic, and said with some worry:

"Hold on. ”

Yan Lingyu clung to the bamboo poles used to install the Wupeng, and when the wind came, the entire Wupeng kept shaking, as if it would be blown to the sky by the wind in the next moment.

But what the two people on the fishing boat didn't know was that between the sea and the sky, a wave about several feet high was forming, and the small fishing boat was right in front of it.

.......

The huge waves that cover the sky and the sun are like a giant beast several meters long, the giant beast slowly stands between the sky and the earth, and rushes towards the fishing boat, when the blue wave contacts the sea, there is a loud noise between the sky and the earth, which is the collision between the waves and the sea.

In such a collision, the fishing boat was the first to be broken into countless bamboo pieces, and in the impact of the waves, it seemed that countless bamboo arrows were scattered.

Then the oars let out a painful groan, and they all snapped, Changqing let go of the oars and flew towards Yan Lingyu, the huge waves rolled, and the fishing boat suddenly capsized.

......

The next day, after the storm that had been roaring all night, calmed down, and on the blue sea, there were many broken pieces of wood floating, and on one of the particularly large planks, the beams of the fishing boat, which had been preserved as the strongest part of the fishing boat.

There were two people lying on the beams, and the woman's robe was clinging to her body because it was soaked in the sea, and from a certain angle of light, you could see the beautiful curves that singuled and undulated.

Changqing slowly got up from the beams, looked at the strong sun in the sky, felt the coldness of the contact between his body and his clothes, frowned slightly, turned to look at Yan Lingyu, who was still unconscious, and then remembered that Yan Lingyu had never practiced martial arts, and now he was wet, and it was winter at this time.

Reaching out to probe Yan Lingyu's snort, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then a pair of hands slowly slid onto the hem of her clothes and took off her coat.

Then she turned over and put her into her arms, one hand on her dantian, that is, on the lower abdomen, and the qi in her body flowed slowly, which was the first time that Changqing ran the qi after accepting the old man Huang's big Zhou Tian, and the winding meridians were like a wide river, and the qi in the river was as thin as a stream slowly flowing into the woman's dantian, turning into a warm current.

Yan Lingyu's turquoise inner fir emitted a trace of white smoke, which was steaming out of the seawater.

As the qi engine turned on, Changqing also closed his eyes and refreshed his spirit.

I don't know when, it was almost dusk, and Changqing woke up in a daze, but he looked at a pair of embarrassed eyes.

"When are you going to put your hand? ”

Chang Qingtian shamelessly said:

"Your clothes are wet, my martial arts practitioner is better for hot and cold, but you are different, a weak girl, I have to send some qi to maintain your temperature. ”

Yan Lingyu's eyes softened slightly, and he was still lying in this person's arms, and then asked:

"Why is it a weak girl, not a weak girl. ”

Changqing smiled:

"I always feel that the words weak woman are a bit old-fashioned. ”

Yan Lingyu sneered and said:

"Oh, yes, that's a girl. ”

Changqing nodded.

Scratching his nose with some weakness, the right hand placed on Yan Lingyu's lower abdomen, the qi was still endless, it stands to reason that for such a long time, it is impossible to support his squandering with the qi of the third grade of the Evergreen Xuan Realm.

But this qi is constantly flowing and has not been cut off, and I think this is also the wonder of Old Man Huang's Great Zhoutian.

Taking advantage of this time, Changqing has already discovered that this Great Zhou Tian is hidden in the eighteen acupuncture points in his body, and the reason why he has supported the transmission of qi for such a long time at the level of the Xuan Realm is probably also related to these eighteen acupoints.

It's just that the current situation is not a time to be happy because of this, because this is a deserted sea, even if he can rely on the endless support of the Great Zhou Tian for a long time without eating or drinking, but Yan Lingyu.

Although he could help her avoid being attacked by the cold, food and water were still a big problem, after all, he couldn't hope to be saved immediately.

When the stars shone brightly, Yan Lingyu woke up again.

A pair of tranquil eyes just stared at Changqing.

"You know, your eyes always have a very sad feeling. Changqing said with a smile.

Yan Lingyu reached out and touched Changqing's eyebrows, and said with a smile:

"You're no better. ”

Changqing said in a daze:

"I think it's good that the boat is gone. ”

Under the night sky, a few blush flew out of Yan Lingyu's pretty face.

"What's a good way?"

"It's just good, you see the stars in the sky are bright, your eyes are bright. ”

"Oh"

"Changqing, what if we can't go back. ”

Changqing looked down at the two scarlets on Yan Lingyu's face, and said with a smile:

"That's good, too. ”

......

In the early morning of the next day, Changqing found several very strange conch shells on the edge of the beam, and there were circles of patterns on the shells of the snails, so he broke off a conch with his hand, cut off the shell with a long sword, cut off a piece of snail meat, put it in his mouth, frowned and swallowed slowly.

I don't know when Yan Lingyu has woken up and looked at Changqing's scene.

"Isn't it delicious? ”

Changqing stretched out his hand to put the rest of the snail meat aside, and said with a smile:

"I feel like I'm eating raw snails, and if I stir-fry them with chili peppers, it will definitely taste good. ”

Yan Lingyu seemed to have become accustomed to lying in Changqing's arms, his body arched slightly, and he found a more comfortable position, his eyes looked at the snail meat and said:

"Then you imagine that it has been fried with chili peppers. ”

He looked down at the girl and smiled:

"Oh, too. ”

Changqing used a long sword to cut the snail meat into small pieces, and Yan Lingyu put the raw conch meat into his mouth and swallowed it slowly.

It's just that what worries Changqing is that Yan Lingyu's complexion is too flushed, he reached out and touched the other party's forehead, and a pair of sword eyebrows frowned tightly.

........