"Hahaha!"

Li Ji finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed heartily, the sound of the cow's voice shook far away, which was called a gloating.

"Poof!"

Yu Youwei spit out two mouthfuls of water, poked out a small half of her body from the pond, the water droplets on her cheeks shimmered in the sun, and the hair was close to her cheeks, which had a special beauty, like a hibiscus out of the water.

Bright and dusty.

She was furious, staring at Xu Ping'an in front of her fiercely with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey... Madam, I'm afraid you should lose weight. Xu Ping'an smiled and said something that was not said by a human being.

Suddenly, Yu Youwei was even more angry, kicked him in the leg and stomach, and scolded angrily: "You yourself are guilty of what you said! Mrs. Ben just planted some wattles outside the hospital, you can go by yourself!"

"......" Xu Ping'an smiled and glared fiercely at Li Ji, who was laughing in the distance.

I spontaneously felt a sense of frustration from my heart, why can't I be more stable, let alone hold on for two or three hours, so that I won't be so embarrassed.

"Hey, I'm afraid that I'm afraid that I, Xu Ping'an, have been heroic all my life, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to get around the courtyard wall and fall into the pool for a lifetime, and I will be taken out by Yu Youwei from time to time to whip the corpse!"

He thought so in his heart, and he was extremely sad.

In fact, this kind of thinking is really too much, and opening the second vein to be able to run the internal qi so accurately and smoothly is already an earth-shattering thing.

If it was really as he thought, it could last for a few hours, wouldn't it be messy!

"Hehe, Youwei, this can't be all thanks to me! Let's not talk about it for a while, go into the house and change your clothes, don't feel the wind chill again. Xu Ping'an smiled weakly, and after speaking, he took off his coat and quickly covered her body to prevent it from going away.

Jumping with both feet, hugging Yu Youwei, like a dragon soaring into the air, ignoring the resistance of the water, jumping up several meters high, with an unimaginable physique!

rushed all the way into the small mansion, and did not forget to glance at Li Ji dangerously, this foolish man became more and more dishonest, and he dared to laugh at himself.

There was a faint voice of dissatisfaction from Yu Youwei in the small house.

"Guilty of guilt!"

"Lose my dress!"

"The hairpin can't touch the water!"

“……”

……

In the next few days, Xu Ping'an did not go anywhere, enjoying a rare and comfortable life, and this leisurely state of Nanshan seemed to have become a new pursuit for him.

No matter how late the first night is, the next day will get up to practice martial arts when the sky is white.

After a few days, he completely stabilized the internal qi in his body, and was able to walk on the water very steadily, as if walking on the ground, but Yu Youwei said that he would not follow him up and rub his cheeks with his ears.

After recognizing the "Great I Ching", it was like discovering a martial arts treasure, and he was oblivious to cultivation during the day, and soon his internal qi was growing in a straight line, which made Li Ji stunned when he saw it.

In addition, his knife path is progressing rapidly, containing true meaning, just pinching a wooden knife made by himself is extremely powerful, and it is definitely not a knife skill that a hairy boy can master.

All in all, after a few days, his strength has been greatly improved, and many times Yu Youwei feels incredible when she watches him practice swords.

According to the battle between him and Li Ji every day, he came to a terrifying result that no one dared to believe, that is, if Xu Ping'an wanted to fight to the death, he would probably be able to drag a second-rate master to death.

Counting the strange people in the Spring and Autumn List of the rivers and lakes, there are many people who can be amazing and gorgeous, and there are also many who can kill people beyond the level.

But it is almost zero to be able to do Xu Ping'an.

In fact, if it weren't for the Grand Canal, which made him feel that martial arts were necessary to reach a certain level of self-preservation, he would not have pursued the depth of martial arts too much.

This day is the day of the West Lake Lantern Festival in Yangzhou City.

Once a year, it is a very lively festival, when the time comes, the sons and ladies of all households will come out, even the dignitaries or ordinary people will come to participate in this grand event, which is a special festival in Yangzhou City.

The lantern festival is famous far and wide, including inscription poems, guessing lantern riddles, word competitions, sentence breaking, singing and dancing, swordsmanship, etc., which is very attractive just by listening.

This lantern festival is also the place where the demon child promised to take her before.

Unexpectedly, the demon child can already write letters, the font is dignified, like a long-standing poetry book, you must know that she has just listened to the old gentleman teach in the Assassin's Mansion for only half a month.

At noon, the demon asked the subordinates of the Assassin's Mansion to send a letter, complaining that Xu Ping'an hadn't gone to see her for so long, whether he didn't want her anymore, etc., and repeatedly reminded her that she had to pick up a few children to go to the West Lake Lantern Festival tonight.

There is a strong childlike atmosphere between the words, which makes Xu Ping'an feel warm and a little guilty at the same time.

"It's a letter from that girl from the demon, right?" Yu Youwei walked from behind him.

She inserted carved wooden hairpins obliquely, with red stripes on the center of her eyebrows, lightly swept her eyebrows, and wore a gold silk hibiscus skirt with vibrating sleeves and waist.

This is a lot worse than the first time Xu Ping'an saw her outside Yangzhou City, she has been a woman, her style is hairy and her temples are exposed, her eyebrows are lightly swept and her eyes are spring, her skin is delicate and moist like warm jade, soft and greasy, the cherry mouth is not red and delicate, and the two strands of hair on her cheeks are gently brushed with the wind, adding a bit of mature style.

Xu Ping'an smiled faintly: "Yes, I'm accusing me of saying that with Sister Youwei, I don't want a demon." ”

"Poof. ”

She laughed and trembled, and said: "That's right, I haven't seen those children for a long time, and I still miss them very much, let's go to the city today, go to see my father first, and then go to the West Lake Lantern Festival." ”

Xu Ping'an nodded, suddenly felt something, and wondered: "Youwei, what are you holding in your hand?"

Yu Youwei's red lips hooked, and she slowly took out a slender box with both hands, like a sword box, and it seemed to be filled with some kind of piano flute or something.

"What is this?" Xu Ping'an said.

"A few days ago, I wrote to the Assassin's Mansion and asked Uncle Yu to find the best blacksmith in Yangzhou City for me to build a knife, you see that you practice knives every day, you can't pinch a wooden knife at any time, right?"

"This knife was sent by someone from the house today, I looked at it in advance, and I was very satisfied, it depends on whether you like it or not. ”

"The style and pattern of this knife are all embroidered on the silk scarf by Mrs. Ben!" Yu Youwei said with a smile.

Xu Ping'an also smiled when he heard this: "You said so, do I dare to say that I don't like it?"

She suddenly rolled her eyes and spit out her fragrant tongue, full of amorous feelings.

"Smack. ”

Open the knife box, a slender gilt knife three feet long appeared in front of you, its handle is nearly a foot away, there is a gilt hibiscus flower on it, the whole body is slender, the scabbard has a rui beast insect pattern, both handsome and fierce two different temperaments.

At first sight, Xu Ping'an couldn't put it down, Yu Youwei knew herself.

"Zheng!"

Drawing the knife, there seems to be a dragon roaring, a touch of cold light and the moon.

The blade is like autumn frost, and the groove is like summer thunder.

"Good knife!" Xu Ping'an sighed sincerely.

Yu Youwei saw that he liked it, and her smiling eyes were even more charming, so she hurriedly said, "Let's take a name." ”

After pondering for a while, he blurted out: "Spring and Autumn Knife!"