The old man turned to look and found a large monkey head, which jumped into his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I was shocked in my heart, and then I was happy, and I didn't know what I thought.

He said with a calm expression: "Who are you?" ”

However, the little girl with pigtails was not too afraid, but stepped forward, circled around the monkey king a few times, and said crisply: "Grandpa, this monkey is so strange, why is his hair golden." Well, he can also speak human words. ”

The Monkey King really didn't like to be watched as a monster, so he immediately made a grimace at the little girl.

The hairy face thundered his mouth, and he bared his teeth.

The little girl was so frightened that she hid behind the old man, poked her head out, and her watery eyes were rolling smartly.

He looked at the Monkey King with both fear and curiosity.

The Monkey King scholar shook at the old man and said, "I came from afar and wanted to ask the immortals to visit the Tao and find a way to live forever." Old gentleman, the Beixia mentioned earlier is a stream of immortals. ”

The old man twisted his beard and said: "Whether it is a god or not, I don't know." However, I heard that he is a person with high skills and great powers. ”

The Monkey King said happily: "I don't know, where is that person now." ”

The old man thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a branch of the Huanhua Sword Pavilion in the state city ahead. If you want to visit him, you can go to the state city. ”

When the Monkey King heard this, he thanked him and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

The little girl with two pigtails stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Grandpa, why are you so happy?" ”

The old man smiled briskly: "Because, you can tear new clothes for the girl soon." ”

When the little girl heard this, she burst into laughter and cheered.

The old man stroked his gray beard slightly under his chin and smiled without saying a word.

The county seat of Qiancheng.

A mansion surrounded by tall cyan brick walls.

The vine is lightly drooping, and the rose flowers are fragrant. Bees and butterflies, busy coming and going.

Inside an octagonal gazebo.

The curtain is light, and the spring breeze is coming. The flowers are clustered, pink and willow green.

On the stone table, one side of the white jade chess piece and two boxes of black and white chess pieces are quietly placed.

A slender hand, like the slender white fingers of the onion tube, stretched into the exquisite chess box, and slightly twisted a white chess piece.

Xiu frowned slightly, with a little hesitation, and finally fell into the corner of the chessboard.

"Miss Qing'er, you have no regrets. ”

A warm voice with a slight teasing smile sounded.

"Hmph, naturally no regrets. ”

There was a hint of sweetness in the girl's clear voice.

The palm of the hand is as warm as jade, and the two fingers twist up the chess pieces, and they fall steadily into the chess game.

On the chessboard, the situation suddenly changed.

The black and white chess game, the offensive and defensive momentum, is very different, and the killing is sonorous.

"No...... I misplaced it this time. ”

Qing'er in a cyan long skirt, with high temples, a gorgeous temperament, and a snowy neck,

On Ruyu's cheeks, eagerness flashed.

You will repent of it.

Lu Bei immediately stretched out a palm, protected the chessboard, and said with a smile: "You said that you have no regrets, why did you regret it again." ”

"Not this time. ”

The Qing'er girl seemed to be quite persistent, and went to catch the chess pieces again.

Lu Bei knew that this woman was going to be a scoundrel again, so he immediately subconsciously took action to block it, but he didn't want to catch a Rouyi.

Well, a soft and slippery feeling came from the palm of your hand.

Slightly cool on your fingertips......

Lu Bei was shocked and hurriedly put it down.

When I looked at it in a blink of an eye, I saw that the Qing'er girl's expression was slightly different, like a warm jade face, flushed.

...... Even the petite and delicate earlobes had a touch of crimson.

Lu Bei coughed slightly, picked up a cup of fragrant tea, and looked at the girl in front of him with interest while tasting it.

The girl lowered her head, stretched out a plain hand, and pulled up her three thousand lush green silks, not knowing what she was thinking.

Just when the atmosphere in the gazebo gradually became charming, even slightly embarrassing.

At this time, a carrier pigeon with snow-white feathers flew from the sky.

In the end, he stayed not far in front of Lu Bei.

Lu Bei stepped forward and grabbed the carrier pigeon, took a bamboo pipe from under his paws, and unfolded it to look at it, and his face was surprised and happy.

"What's the matter, Mr. Lu. ”

Qing'er asked curiously.

Lu Bei said with a smile: "In a Huanhua Pavilion in Xuzhou, there is a happy event. ”

Hearing this, Qing'er didn't ask in detail.

I don't know what I remembered, but I sighed with emotion: "Speaking of which, your Huanhua Pavilion has helped Xiao Qi and Dong Yong a lot." ”

Lu Bei also sighed.

In the past five years, he has gone from a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old to a young man of weak crown age today.

With his martial arts, he personally founded an organization called the Huanhua Sword Pavilion.

Not for the rivers and lakes, not for the rich court, just to help him find the trace of the monkey.

As for the young girl in front of her, there is also the purple girl who often goes to school with Dong Yong to help poor children and teach enlightenment.

I met five years ago at that lantern festival.

He vaguely guessed the identity of the second daughter, but he just pretended not to know.

He didn't have Dong Yong's good luck, and even if he did, he didn't have the delusion to be the son-in-law of the Jade Emperor.

Throughout the mythical world, those few immortals fell in love.

In addition to the causal calculations of some forces, it is simply said that mortals who have no source of heel fall in love with immortals.

Which time will not face a lot of resistance from the gods of the heavenly court, and finally end in disgrace.

As for the ending of the full moon.

I'm sorry...... He hadn't heard of it.

If you marry an immortal, you will not die well.

He experienced it.

Even if you survive the catastrophe, but the kind of hiding behind a woman...... The mind is powerlessly looking forward to the mercy of the gods and Buddhas.

He would rather die, and he is resolute...... How can it be.

However, he and this young girl are quite close to each other in conversation.

This feminine affection is extremely gentle and subtle, but it also does not lose the playfulness and cuteness of a girl.

Well, thinking of this, he smiled to himself in his heart.

Xindao, I really ...... Thinking too much.

Qing'er stepped forward curiously, waved her palm in front of her eyes, and said softly: "Lu Bei, what do you want, so distracted." ”

Lu Bei smiled slightly, and said in a condensed voice: "It's nothing, it's just that I want to go to Huaisi and my party, and I may not come back for a few years." ”

Qing'er was full of doubts: "I haven't come back for a few years, has something big happened?" ”

Lu Bei founded the Sword Pavilion, she knew it.

For this reason, she also came up with a lot of ideas.

The power of the Sword Pavilion is huge, covering several coastal states, and she even thought that Lu Bei was going to fight for the position of this king.

Even, the school established by his own seventh sister and Dong Yong was funded by Lu Bei.

The seventh sister does not care about the world, although she is kind and innocent.

But I didn't know that it would cost a lot of silver taels to take in a large group of orphaned children to study in the school.

Although Dong Yong is a talented person, in the short term, he has no heart to excel.

I can't get the money out of it.

Speaking of which, the seventh sister and that Dong Yong are a little closer. I can't let her follow in the footsteps of Sister Weaver and be calculated by others.

However, thinking of this, she didn't know what she thought of in her heart, and her pretty face turned red.

...... On the back of the hand, there is still a trace of warmth.

Lu Beilang laughed: "It's a good thing for Lu." ”

Seeing Lu Bei's expression, he looked happy, and he didn't mean to talk deeply.

Qing'er is empathetic, and she no longer asks questions, but her starry eyes are shining, thoughtful.