There is a piece of wind, frost, rain and snow in the Jinlou, there are many fairyland holy places, there are rich cultural heritage, there are teenagers in the nine days and ten places, there are beliefs in the sea and rivers, there are architectural magic arrays, and the Meteorite Pavilion only has a winding market, no matter how you look at it, it is only a market.

And this bazaar and the star pavilion on the mountain range are all of the Meteorite Pavilion.

The northern meteorite, the southern brocade building, is absolutely a domain.

If you haven't been to the Meteorite Pavilion, you will be wondering, why would the powerful people compare the Meteorite Pavilion with the Changjing Tower, the heavens and the earth don't take it, Penglai Pavilion doesn't take it, Dunhuang Ancient City doesn't take it, but take the Xingchen Pavilion that lives in a corner?

It is true that the age of Changjinglou standing exceeds the broken ancient books that are in the book, and the Quartet admires it, that is, the style is like heaven and earth, chic, secluded like Penglai Pavilion, magnificent and gorgeous like the ancient city of Dunhuang dare not oppose it, but it is this small palace, sitting on the opposite side of Changjinglou, which has many killings and has been safe for so many years, this case is really incomprehensible.

Therefore, the historical records of the Meteorite Pavilion have been turned over and over many times, but no trace can be found in the world how to observe, and the peculiar and mysterious temperament is like something hidden in the bones of the Meteorite Pavilion, although everything it does is recorded, it is still impossible to calculate the origin, so when it comes to how the Star Pavilion in the mountain range has grown to an existence that can be compared with Changjinglou in a short period of time, all the powerful people have remained silent, and no one can say three, two, one, two, one, one by one, they are holding back like a little bear, kicking their legs pitifully。

However, although the Jinlou is not affected by the blue sky and the white sun, and operates freely, the momentum of the Meteorite Pavilion has been suppressed, but compared to the long market, its performance is far beyond the imagination of the great forces, because the forty-seven major forces all know the constraints caused by the other side to themselves, as long as there is a slight comparison, the confidence of the Meteorite Pavilion can be glimpsed.

Atmospheric, bright, distinct, brilliant.

The Meteorite Pavilion on the mountainside smiled shyly and went to sleep obediently.

Satisfied, I was praised today~

The little guy covered a quilt and fell asleep quietly on the low mountain range, Qiu Yi sat on the willow moon, stretched out his hand to gently soothe the restless clouds on his side, and the Xingchen attic in front of him slept like a doll, drooling at the corners of his mouth, and the bright treasure was translucent, probably missing Xuanyuan's decoction.

It was a bowl of sweet soup, and it loved the crisp and sweet taste.

Qiu Shang smiled,

This smile makes the stars dreamy, and the starry sky is vast.

Today, the Meteorite Pavilion woke up.

It wants to drink sweet soup.

The star tree is swaggering, the poplar flowers are flying in the sky, the blue boy sitting on the attic is smiling, the little guy is turning over, a little spark is fluttering, and a child is holding a broom and looking into the distance angrily.

Angry. This baby has come all the way over, and he doesn't greet him? Aren't you afraid that my child will be abducted and sold?

The little doll took out a comb and combed her hair into an adult-like appearance, pouting and blowing the oblique bangs at the ends of her hair, and turned her head to stand in front of the restaurant.

Hum.

If you don't pick me up, I won't enter the door!

That's it!

After arranging the children's robes, the sweeping monk Shi Shiran sat down, and folded the placket on his chest to form a meaty cow, and the angry expression of the cow calf was similar to that of the doll.

seemed to notice a burst of aggrieved breath of splashing and rolling, and the shadow of the wind on the side stretched out his hand to disperse the smell of wine, looked back, and smiled speechlessly.

He's coming.

The purple-robed young man poured the tea, and after the description was neat, he walked towards the straight blue back in the distance.

After many days of harassment, Zheng Yan's face is now much thicker, he is not frightened, and his resistance to disappearing is even more so, it is completely an attitude towards the air, no matter what the other party says or does, he is indifferent, numb into a piece of wood.

As if sensing the evil aura behind him, the blue boy restrained his smile and was slightly serious.

In fact, he has been doubting the talent effect of the shadow, the kind of absurd behavior that makes people feel fluctuating, others can ignore it, but in the face of the shadow, even Qiu Hong, who is well nourished, can't help but take action.

Now the ruffian who didn't know how to survive came forward with his body swaying and smiling, like a ruffian.

Zheng Yan lowered his eyes, stepped forward without a trace, raised his eyebrows at the upright young man sitting on the chessboard opposite, smiled inexplicably, and his laughter was full of absurdity, "I said, have fun, do you have fun?"

That smile can make the old bustard's mind tired, but it can make the red line tremble, the breath of the "big golden beetle son-in-law" cannot be hidden, and all the bad problems of the official family are reflected in him.

Uncle, come and play~

Ignoring the temptation of the young man, the blue boy got up, leaned against the door with a teacup, and the purple-robed young man stepped forward without any concern and hugged his shoulder, bowing his head and close to his ear, "Hey, you agreed?"

"Agreed? I didn't understand what you were saying. The young man stretched out his hand and pushed the purple-robed young man on his side away, leaned sideways against the wall, pulled out the silver needle, his hair was scattered, his expression was indifferent and distant, but there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked back at the tea: "Just say it, I'm still quite curious, and I don't know what Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to play." By the way, even though I don't know what you want to do, I know you know more than I do; ”

"It's boring, how can it be just a trading relationship between us? Besides, time is tight, don't you want to cooperate?" Looking at the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth on the opposite side, his body relaxed a little, and he no longer hid, and waved his hand casually, "Hey, it's okay, I've been too lazy lately, and I've been seen through by someone with a heart." ”

"Stop, why should I have a 'heart' for you? Can you keep a little verbal distance from me?

"Hahahaha! Don't do this!" The purple-robed young man's face was slightly red, as if he was a little shy, and a little cute.

Zheng Yan smiled, shook the cup and poured tea.

Why did Hengzun come, and you were so skinny?

Tidy up a blue robe, the young man and the purple robe on his side looked at the white-clothed young man in the distance at the door frame, the curtain was fluttering, the young man's posture was graceful, half of his face was sideways, and his face with red lips and white teeth showed a charming smile, but the man's body was more charming than his daughter's family, and the heroic spirit was mixed with seven points of weakness.

If this is not Tianjiao, even a genius will not be able to escape the fate of being a male pet.

Shadow Without a trace secretly commented in his heart, obviously he had seen too much of the rich and noble flies in the world, Zheng Yan stayed for a few moments, and then just sighed silently;

Probably not wrong, just like a deflated ball, as long as it is not perfect, it is a matter of time to see through, and with that doubt, everything will be hidden.

Su Yan: What a Jinhualou Tianjiao.

Good one, Octagon chess master.

Smiled without a trace, Su Yan looked back and smiled.

You're back.

The eyes of the three of them intertwined, and someone fell softly not far away.

It was a burst of light.

Looking at the light, the young man in white had his eyebrows and eyes moving lightly, as if he was observing some scarce handicrafts.

Looking back without a trace, looking at the beautiful woman dressed in the glow, wearing a treasure hairpin, wearing a streamer long skirt, her face is pink and shy, her hair is soft, like a butterfly in the fairy dance, like a flower fairy peace and tranquility, beautiful, like a little girl next door, so well-behaved that the evil does not dare to move, dare not come forward to blaspheme, so that the starry night is settled, fascinated.

She is so beautiful that she is not ostentatious, but she fills the young man's heart.

Zheng Yan was silent, and the streamer girl in the distance got up to look back, holding a wooden box in her arms.

The blue boy didn't move, the curtain behind him swayed, covering the hazy moonlight, but the starlight behind the girl opposite was instantly blooming at this time.

Sink.

The three of them just looked at it, and the girl opposite shrank back like a frightened fawn, covering her face with a wooden box, and her little face was ruddy.

She is from Wushan, her name is Guiyu, and Wushan is close to the mountain.

Thinking that she poked out a pair of spiritual eyes, smiled skillfully, filled the pavilion with flowers, and filled the building with incense.

Heaven and earth are quiet, who is to talk about pleasure? Ecstasy under flowers, ecstasy under the moon.

As if thinking of something happy, the Falling Star Pavilion sat up flutteringly, dragging the small quilt with his little hand against it with his small chin, holding the stone bowl and drinking Xuanyuan's decoction, sweet, playing around.

Today's air smells of childlike innocence.

Looking up at the stars and moon, the green-robed young man sat on the fence, peeling roasted sweet potatoes, blowing the wind on his side face, and smiling silently.

He fell in love with the Meteorite Pavilion, which is as quiet as the Soul Mountain, peaceful as the white-robed medical officer of the Luo family, lively but not noisy, the starry night is not cold, the winter wind is not cool, the sheng song is not sad, the young people who come and go are peerless, everything is smart, and the heaven and earth are peaceful.

How can I not be happy in such a holy place.

Xuan Chan sighed, stretched out his hand to meet the brilliance of the falling stars, and suddenly a trace of righteousness was born in his chest.

The more he rejoiced, the more he let go.

The young man smiled, and the sweet potato was warmly dyed with a thin layer of carbon ash, sweet and not greasy.

Red makeup, ten miles of young people singing, the ancient bridge corridor evergreen, the distance Tsing Yi dance, the drama penetrates the dark clouds, a flute is tiled, the small song is long and stretched, there is a girl holding the red line, putting the cattle and sheep of heaven and earth.

She laughed, the yellow spring was full, and a mournful cry was heard in the distance.

Listen carefully, it's a "Su San".

Under the light of the flowers, a silver glow dyed plum, the heroic girl next to the carved armrest stood behind the beams and pillars on the side of the young man, the eyebrows were handsome, two chopsticks and a bowl of knives cut noodles, the soup disappeared most of the girl/clean and neat movements, the process was free and natural and frank, and never shied away from the image, there was a kind of bearing on the market avenue, the long hair was spread out and a casual robe was close to the delicate body, the eyebrows were sharp and gentle, and the eyes could not be moved, and the beautiful scenery line.

After eating most of the sweet potatoes, the young man licked the corners of his mouth, perceiving the stunning aura that he noticed in three places, turned around and looked at the robed girl beside him, and blinked a little embarrassedly, "Hehehehe, sister...... Someone seems to be bullying me~~"

"If you bully, you will be bullied, and I will just bully you. ”

"Huh...... Is this like this?" Xuan Chan just wanted to say, "I was bullied by Ma Qiubei", but thinking that the meat mound was very powerful, he swallowed his words back, hugged the sweet potato and thought about something viciously, and then stopped his gaze back at the little kid in front of the tavern.

He and the little boy looked at each other for a long time, but this broom is deeper than him, selling cute, splashing and rolling, pretending to be tender, these child-specific scoundrel methods are at his fingertips, and he is more skilled than him, do you really think you are a milk boy?

Hmph, look at each other and go back.

Xuan Chan squatted down and looked at the children's robe, while the heroic girl beside him set her eyes on the sky, drinking the noodle soup with one hand and smiling with her eyebrows.

"Zihan, Qian Kun Palace, Pingjiangshan, Meteorite Pavilion, who do you want to trade with. ”

"Hmm, let me choose?" patted the fat sweet potato in his arms with his palm, and the green-robed young man squatted on the ground and hesitated, "Hmm...... I let keep the deal, and I didn't want to lose touch with it so soon, no matter what they wanted. Xuan Chan raised his eyes and looked at the robed girl beside him, and his voice was slight, "Sister, you, what do you think......"

"No problem. Wait, she'll come to you. Xuan Niang smiled gently, pulled the weight of her body away from the top pillars, the spring breeze lifted the ends of her hair, and a simple robe on her body looked very different, open-minded, and emotional.

Xuan Chan smiled sweetly, and a black dress walked in the air opposite, the girl was sweet and her eyes were cunning.

Naked legs, Qiu Shang stretched out his hand, took out a lollipop and smiled at the young man opposite, "Hello, my name is Qiu Shang." Oh, sweet!"