Chapter 130: The rivers and lakes have her

Ji Xiaoyue sat in the carriage for a long time, and thought about it very much.

So, Lu Ma Xiaobai was successfully snatched by her from Jiang Xiaoman.

And Jiang Xiaoman could only retreat and temporarily 'borrow' Yao Qi's mount.

After all, for a person stuffed in a sack, there is no need to ride a horse.

Yao Qi's mount is a 'White Jade Night Lion', which ranks 174th in the "Kyushu Spirit Pony List".

Although he is not as good as Lu, he is also quite spiritual.

Little Ash led the carriage and followed behind the two.

What is surprising is that the two 'Reckless Flying Sands' seem to be very afraid of this little donkey with gray and white coats, and they work harder than when they pull the cart with Xiaobai.

Miss Xiao leaned on the wheel, and hardly had to pull the reins on her way, and the carriage moved steadily under the traction of Little Gray.

Yao Qi, who was stuffed into a sack, was naturally not in the carriage, but was hung on the axle under the wheel.

Fortunately, at this time, Yao Gongzi, who has an extraordinary status in the Central Domain, fell asleep all the way because he was fed drugs far more than ordinary by Jiang Xiaoman, and even if he wanted to come to Beiliang City for a while, he would not wake up.

Otherwise, the stumbling along the way is really an ordeal.

Now Jiang Xiaoman's martial arts cultivation is only one step away from that innate nature.

It's just that this kick at the door is like ascending to the sky.

If there is no big opportunity for a while, it will take half a year to a year to accumulate to cross this threshold.

has only entered this river and lake, and in less than two months, he has already had the cultivation of the peak of the day after tomorrow, far exceeding the ordinary peers by too much.

But if it is said to be a genius, it is far from it.

Jiang Xiaoman never thought that he would be a genius.

If it is true, then how come it took more than three years to learn the three-style shooting when I first practiced the gun.

You must know that Uncle Eleventh said that when he was his own age, he had already trained the Unrepentant Heavenly Spear to the seventh type under the training of the old ancestor who was also from the Great Xia Border Army.

Compared with Uncle Eleven, Jiang Xiaoman's progress is not slow.

Although he had an epiphany when he was in Fancheng later, he did not regret that the twelve styles of the heavenly spear were exhausted in one night.

But that is also because of the accumulation of ten years of accumulation.

For a seventeen-year-old person who has not yet awakened the bloodline in his body, he is far from being linked to the word genius.

Ji Xiaoyue's riding skills are good, lying on Xiaobai's back and crossing Erlang's legs, seeing that the young man next to him has not spoken, he can't help but ask, "Jiang Xiaoworm, what are you thinking?"

"I said you take it easy, and you're not afraid of falling. Jiang Xiaoman retracted his thoughts, glanced at the little girl beside him, and said with a smile: "I wasn't thinking about anything, but I suddenly felt that this river and lake was a little different from what I thought." ”

Ji Xiaoyue tilted her head, nodded in agreement, and said with a smile: "It's not the same as I thought! Jiang Xiaoworm, what do you imagine the rivers and lakes to look like?"

Touching his chin and pondering for a while, Jiang Xiaoman smiled and said: "Before I came out of the house, I always felt that the rivers and lakes had to be a man and a horse to go to the end of the world in a chic manner, drink the strongest wine, kill the people who should be killed, and take care of injustices, it is best to get to know a few brothers who have intersected with their lives, no more than one or two is enough, my father said that there are not many brothers, but the truth." Of course, it would undoubtedly be better if there were so many confidants around and grinding the red sleeves with no hands. ”

Ji Xiaoyue didn't hear the rest clearly, but the last sentence was heard clearly, the slender willow eyebrows were slightly raised, and the silver teeth were lightly bitten and asked, "Jiang Daxia, I don't know how many confidantes you want?"

"Well, naturally, the more the better, the more the merrier!" Jiang Xiaoman smiled, thought about it seriously, and then said: "Eighteen or nineteen is a bit exaggerated, this trip out, how can you get to know the top ten girls on the "Kyushu Rouge List" in this world, so that this trip can be regarded as worthwhile." ”

The little girl pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "You are really greedy enough, why don't you go to heaven if you are so capable!"

She suddenly felt that Xuan Zhiqiu's dead girl was not wrong at all, Jiang Xiaoworm was a nasty embryo!

"Heaven, then you have to become an immortal first!" Jiang Xiaoman didn't think much about it, looked at Ji Xiaoyue and said seriously: "That's too far away, there are too few people in this world who can shatter the void and fly to become immortals, we have to look at the front of us first to pursue those who can be pursued, this person can't be too greedy!"

"But ......" After a slight pause, Jiang Xiaoman laughed, and said with a yearning expression: "If one day I can also come to the Martial Shatter Void and ascend to the Immortal Realm, I must go to see what the fairy sisters above the Nine Heavens look like!"

"You didn't save you!" Ji Xiaoyue glared at Jiang Xiaoworm angrily, and said angrily: "What about Jiang Daxia, thinking about the girl all day long, if Jiang Xiaoworm is making a name for himself in the rivers and lakes in the future, he will definitely become a flower thief and become famous!"

"Hey, Ji Xiaoyue, you damn girl!" Jiang Xiaoman just wanted to refute, but when he turned his head and saw the little girl glaring at him with big eyes, he couldn't help scratching his head, and his tone weakened a little: "Where do I look like a flower thief?!"

Ji Xiaoyue exclaimed angrily: "Phew, have you ever seen a hero who talks about a girl all day long, and says that he is not a flower thief!"

Miss Xiao, who was leaning on the wheel, watched the two bickering with relish, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and sneer.

Whose vinegar jar overturned?

Why is there a sour smell in the air?

Seeing that Ji Xiaoyue was inexplicably angry, Jiang Xiaoman's voice was also a little quieter, and he said innocently: "But, obviously you asked me what the rivers and lakes imagined to be like!"

"The only rivers and lakes you imagine are girls, and you dare to say that you are not a flower thief?" Ji Xiaoyue turned over, crossed her waist with her hands, puffed out her cheeks, glared at the young man and asked: "Okay! Then you say, what do the real rivers and lakes look like in your eyes!"

Ji Xiaoyue's face was already a little round, and at this moment, she looked like a little hamster stuffed with food, and she couldn't help but make Jiang Xiaoman lean forward and raise his hand to pinch Ji Xiaoyue's face.

The little girl couldn't dodge and let the young man next to her succeed, so she stared at her and said seriously: "Jiang!

Jiang Xiaoman was not afraid, retracted his hands above his head and looked at Ji Xiaoyue helplessly: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, Ji Nuxia, you forgive me!"

How could Ji Xiaoyue really be angry, jealous was almost the same.

nodded with satisfaction, raised his small chin, and then looked at the young man and asked, "Tell me quickly, what are the rivers and lakes in your eyes like now?"

Sighing for no reason, Jiang Xiaoman lowered his head and said softly: "How to say it, in short, it is completely different from what I imagined." But if I really want to describe it, I can't describe any difference, if I have to describe it, it is that I never regret it. ”

Hundreds of kinds of people and all kinds of rivers and lakes, the sword to go to the end of the world is the rivers and lakes, leaning on the building to listen to the wind and rain is also the rivers and lakes, rushing to the crown and being angry for the red face is the rivers and lakes, and it is also the rivers and lakes to punish evil and promote good all the way to the road alone.

Some people say that these rivers and lakes are sinister, and once they enter the rivers and lakes, they are as deep as the sea, and they are the quagmire, and it will be difficult to get out again. Some people also say that it is a hero's mound, the young man with black hair and sword into the rivers and lakes, decades like a day, ups and downs and grievances, there will also be good scenery, weathered snow and moon. If you are lucky, you will inevitably have confidants around you when you retreat. But if you are unlucky, you will either die and die in the rivers and lakes, or when you return with gray hair, you will be alone, like a pebble that falls into the rivers and lakes, and finally sink to the bottom, no one will remember.

The storyteller can talk about lotus flowers, and there are endless stories of rivers and lakes, so that everyone who listens to them yearns for it.

There are legends everywhere.

There is the legend of the daytime ascension, the swordsman who slays the demon in the green shirt, and the sadness of the legend of the nobody's death.

But if you are really in this river and lake, you will only know yourself warmly.

Jiang Xiaoman has only just entered the rivers and lakes, so he naturally can't tell what the rivers and lakes are.

Speaking of which, who really can be separated from the word Jianghu.

If it weren't for the rivers and lakes, how would he know Ji Xiaoyue, a dead girl?

Speaking of which, there are only two words: no regrets.

Jianghu Road, both now and in the future.

It's nice to have her around.

Looking at the little girl who seemed to understand whether she was riding on a horse at this time, the corners of Jiang Xiaoman's mouth turned up slightly, and she raised her hand to rub Ji Xiaoyue's head, but she turned her head and avoided it.

Ji Xiaoyue waited for him, and said angrily: "Jiang Xiaoworm, have you forgotten that I have three taboos!"

The little girl crossed her hands on her hips, and the young man imitated her tone vividly: "First, I hate others rubbing my head the most! Second, I hate others pinching my face the most! And third, I hate people saying that I have short legs!"

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help but be happy as he spoke, coughed lightly, stared at the little girl's legs and sighed: "This leg is really short!"

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The moonlight is like water, and the water is like the sky.

Millions of miles of barren grassland, 19 horses gallop under the moonlit night.

"Wow!"

A snow sculpture flew down from the clouds and landed on the shoulder of the man who had taken it first.

Jiang Ye lightly raised the reins in his hand, and let the two front hooves of the 'Black Nightmare', which was now ranked first on the "Kyushu Spirit Horse List", rise high, and then stopped in mid-air in an instant.

The eighteen horsemen behind him stopped one by one, one riding on the other.

On the horsebacks of the two of them, each sat a knight dressed in silver armor and carrying an iron spear, with a face armor on his face, revealing only two eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Eighteen horsemen, eighteen people, standing behind the man in a silver coat, his body was straight.

Even if it is silent, it still has an unstoppable momentum, just like the sharp sword that is out of the sheath.

Looking at it from afar through the moonlight, it looks like an inky dragon.

Jiang Ye took off the bamboo tube tied to the eagle's talons, and then reached out and gently patted the metallic feathers on the snow eagle's neck.

Snow Eagle is quite spiritual, and affectionately rubs his head against Jiang Ye's shoulder, and makes a cooing sound in his mouth.

There were very faint clouds drifting through the sky.

Jiang Ye took out a piece of paper no bigger than a palm from the bamboo tube.

Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see a few sentences written on the paper, "Slaughter 100,000 Yu troops, thirteen border cities in the Kezhong Domain, wait for the general to review." ”

There is only one word in the inscription, 'Lie'.