The boy was bored for a long time, so he had to get up and look into the distance. Looking back, you can see that the mountains and rivers surround the water, and the waves form a line. Taking advantage of the waves in front of him, the young man squinted his eyes and secretly glanced at the little girl who had finally quieted down.

Zhao Qingrou, who was playing in the water on the side, was a little helpless, and wanted to pull the young man up to play, but she knew the young man's temperament and temperament, and she couldn't help but disturb Li Zhiyu when she looked at the sluggish appearance of the mountains and rivers.

Just ask how many young men in the world can still calm down and read between the dilapidated thatched houses.

The two of them were well and sat and lay down peacefully.

But this moment of rare harmony was accompanied by a strong undulating wave that melted into nothingness.

The big carp has the essence of heaven and earth brewing, bearing a hundred years of luck, and has been blessed by heaven and earth, and now it has jumped out of the Yellow River into the river.

The carp is active, fishy, born in the humus, and rarely has brilliance. It's just that at this moment, the big carp, which is nicknamed "Mr." by the little girl, has been added to the meaning of the original name.

The word "sir" is simple to say, but under the seal of the little girl's accidental proof, the meaning may be a little more unusual. But the innocent little girl is more looking forward to this big carp, which was desolate from the wind and rain when she first met, to be able to realize a little cangtai in the spiritual root, and to be able to play freely in the lake and water, this is Zhao Qingrou's true intention.

It's just this expectation, Zhao Qingrou is either a little Linggen, or half-described. As for the wisps of the Tao at that point, when the time comes, it has long been blurred into the past.

The big carp was still unaware, and it didn't notice any change in its surroundings, it just habitually swayed the big tail, revealing half of its body, leaning on the waves by the long wind.

Time passed bit by bit, I don't know how long it took, the half-submerged big carp raised its head violently, it puffed up two long whiskers melodiously, and said with a little sadness: "I don't know when we can swim out of this mighty river, and we can also go to the distance to see the scenery of the mountains and rivers." ”

The carp's long whiskers are beating, and its smart eyes are full of hope and yearning.

Zhao Qingrou was speechless, leaning on the railing, lowering her head and looking intently at a figure floating on the water. She listened to this question in a daze, and the bored little girl burst out laughing.

Zhao Qingrou was interested, flashed her eyes like willows, took over the conversation and said lightly: "Wait until you turn back." ”

Zhao Qingrou said unintentionally, perhaps by accident overhearing the strange question of the big carp. Without thinking about it, the little girl who didn't know the mysteries of the Great Dao didn't notice that there was suddenly an electric snake swimming between the square inch of heaven and earth far away from the nine heavens, and a thunderclap sounded above the calm sky. It seems that there are nine heavenly immortals who twist their eyebrows in disgust, blaming them for leaking heavenly opportunities.

The big carp's heart swayed, and when he listened to the little girl's half-playful answer, he naturally didn't think about it deeply, and guessed more. It's just that in the bottom of my heart, I think that there is a girl in the world who cares about me like this, and the hardships and dangers of the past are nothing now.

No matter how hard it is, isn't it so muddy.

It lies in the middle of the river, its eyes blurred. But the body that almost occupied a small piece of the river never looked back.

Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. Those things in the past have long been wrong, so why do things in the world need to be turned back from time to time. Even though I saw the colorful scenery in the distance, and the scenery was wonderful, when I passed by, I had already seen thousands of bright and dark scenery. How could there have been such a paradise, enough to put the world in the world.

How can there be such a scenery that can accommodate this big tail, which is enough to relieve the wind and dust.

Xue Liuwan pours water and clear springs, and enjoys himself. Invite the deceased and don't come, even if he is as strong as him, he has no other way but to do it. Thinking of the black and thin man, Xue Liuwan, who couldn't talk about how deep his friendship was, also smiled heartily.

"That white scene really makes Xue Mou indescribable. Xue Liuwan pursed his lips bitterly, and he was not urging the old man who came from afar. Just looking at a big boat in the distance, watching the transformation of the clouds and me.

"After all, there are still many partings and few reunions in this world. Xue Liuwan may think of the parting of the old man's wine shop, the corners of his mouth are bitter, and he sighs with emotion.

Zhao Qingrou lifted her toes, stood on the bow of the boat, and suddenly looked like a dust immortal.

Li Zhiyu is still the appearance of the old three, in addition to the scenery of looking at the torrents of the mountains and rivers, the young man's already somewhat tired eyes also have an uncontrollable beating at this moment. Some are bitter for parting, and more are blessings.

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Many years ago, in Baishui County, Lilu County, there was a wealthy son who was born into a family who did not like to go to the land of red willows, green warblers, warblers, and swallows, but climbed up to the city tower in the evening every day. At the beginning, the old and young servants in the family didn't think it was very strange, but they thought that their young master was tired of studying these days, so they climbed the high platform to relieve their hard work.

But the development of things was completely unexpected, the young master who appeared on time every day not only liked to ponder the white clouds, but also developed to the point of carrying a wooden sword out of the sheath at the good time of the building, so that the old man who studied and cultivated the heirloom couldn't help but start to doubt Bai Jing's thoughts.

Thinking about when such a day is a head.

It wasn't until later that Bai Jing, who had always liked to curl up in the north building to study, actually went out of the house alone and started a righteous act to eliminate violence and peace.

Bai Jing's father, Bai Yuan, was a well-known local pedant. For Bai Jing, he has always been resigned to it, entertaining and educating. But Bai Jing's preference is to encourage permission, and he has never been deeply responsible for dissecting beaks. But Bai Yuan's kindness Bai Jing may not have been able to comprehend, but has intensified and intensified. From a Confucian who likes to talk about scriptures and Taoism with others, he has become a swordsman who has returned from a long time.

And Bai Jing seems to have become a good rule when he goes out at night, even though the father and son nod their heads and don't look up, but they don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd, the father and son are willing to fight and suffer, but they are tight-lipped, neither poking nor mentioning.

The servants and servants in the house were suspicious, but the master let it go, and as the servants in the house, it was even more difficult for them to say a long and short word. Only a few servants who can play a few hands of Othello with the old man will occasionally mention two sentences inadvertently when they talk about tea. Bai Yuan touched his head and pretended to be confused, stroking his long beard vigorously and smirking.

The young boy is unscrupulous, and sweeping the green forest with a sword on his waist is also the favorite way for many scholars and scholars to decorate themselves. And Bai Jing, who was uneven at the beginning of the sword, naturally learned the same, pretending to play a heavy sword with more than 20 catties in the blacksmith shop in the east of the city, but he couldn't taste the taste of the new fire and the old fire, and the new fire tried the taste of the new tea. The black and strong boy who was born has already retreated.

Wu Blacksmith is a well-known local craftsman. Ten miles and eight towns to make a hoe and sickle or something, naturally the chef takes the spoon and comes easily. Seeing this brocade long satin, the smirking son, the free and easy Wu blacksmith did not ridicule and ridicule, but forged some small swords with weak willow branches and gave them to the young people who were interested in the rivers and lakes in batches.

At that time, Bai Jing was still a young man who would blush when he looked at a beautiful girl.

It's just that things are not going as expected, and Bai Jing, who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, was vividly taught a lesson by the treacherous cunning on the rivers and lakes.

The man's eyes showed an aftertaste, or he remembered the past, just like a strong wine filling his throat, he whispered: "A pot of turbid wine is Ren Pingsheng, and a green robe returns to Lumen." But!"

Bai Jing smiled freely, borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and sold Ye Chuiyang a big pass.

You Ye Chuiyang don't wish that the power of a sword could break the wall and turn the tide with a sword. I, Bai Jing, am not a chivalrous man of good words?

"Dare to ask the weeping sun and slanted willows, how can you use more energy than the positive manifold" The man smiled, and the blessing came from his heart.

Ye Chuiyang progressed layer by layer, and between the swings of the moves, a sword was swift and swift over a sword, so consumed and the Heavenly Dao did not make up for it, Ye Chuiyang's veins as thin as his fingertips were already full of holes, and he was scorched a lot. But Yuan Hongxing's delicate body is still in front of her, a little red spot is as bright as residual blood, how dare Ye Chuiyang, who is beloved, let go.

Ye Chuiyang smiled miserably, and there were more bright red smudges dripping from the corners of his mouth. In this short period of time back and forth, Ye Chuiyang, who was exhausted, had already raised his qi many times, and how could the weak tendons and veins of the Qi Returning Dantian be able to withstand such a force.

His face was pale, almost like gold paper.

"This time, I'm not for the past, not for the future. Just to fight Yuan Hongxing with a smile. He was stunned and glanced at the woman lying in a pool of blood.

In fact, what Ye Chuiyang hopes most is to take that plaque and hand it to this graceful woman to see her face.

None of this is there. Then why does he have to hide his wit and not show it, and why bother to hang that little paleness far-fetched.

The man's brows were tightly locked, and the blue tendons on his face were exposed, and he looked extremely hideous.

Bai Jing was not surprised, and he didn't stop it, but instead took out an attitude of resignation, the past of these forces, he Bai Jing didn't understand the taste.

That year, the handsome young man in white was not full of grief and indignation.

Let's ask who his father, who has offended his father, who has devoted himself to studying poetry and books, and why he has compassion but not mercy. He was puzzled, he was really puzzled.

"In the end, there are still many negative people in this world, and there are few intimate people. "Bai Jing's eyes are desolate, like frost and snow.

And looking at Ye Chuiyang's attitude, Bai Jing, who looked indifferent, was even more powerless, and there was grief and grief for a while.

"Ye Chuiyang, come if you hate me. Lao Tzu is waiting here, but I want to see how many catties you have Ye Chuiyang. Bai Jing's mouth is like a knife cut into frost, although at this point, the man who has long buried the past in the soil still refuses to spit out half a good word. He smiled faintly, raising his eyebrows.

Looking at this situation, if he didn't bend his spine by reality, Bai Jing would not lower his head no matter what.

Bai Jing, who died once, would still care about life and death.

"Isn't it painful to live and die? Bai Jing held his sword indifferently, and his momentum was like rain.

The blade of the sword is difficult to break, and the blade of the sword in the hand is even more difficult to cut. At this moment, holding the ethereal sword like an immortal, Ye Chuiyang understood what his father said in a daze.

"There are many landscapes in this world, which are much heavier than the sword in your hand. At that time, Ye Chuiyang, who was ignorant of childhood, didn't understand the meaning of his father's words, but now, seeing that the red clothes were not swaying, Ye Chuiyang finally understood the meaning of what his father said.

This sword is more than a thousand pounds.

What more represents is that his Ye family will be accompanied by the white fox for the rest of his life.