It didn't take long for Xiao Yu'er to wake up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I opened my eyes, I saw a man sitting next to me, looking at me with emotion. Unless you are a veteran, if you change any woman, you will have to blush.

There are districts between men and women, and there are differences between the top and bottom, and this kind of getting along is not in line with etiquette. But fortunately, Xiao Yu'er did not feel any unhappiness because of this. Because the so-called etiquette is nothing but politeness. Dressed in a heavy disguise, it's just because the relationship is not familiar.

"Why did I fall asleep all of a sudden?" Xiao Yu'er was still strange.

And seeing that she was fine, Zhang Yan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He really wanted to tell Xiao Yu'er the cause and effect of the matter, so that she could stay away from Gao Lingxuan. But this past is not glorious, but how can it be opened.

I remember Chuantian said that if you want to completely change your perception of a person, the easiest way is to deepen your understanding of him as a person.

If she says it, how will she see herself?

Zhang Zhan naturally didn't have the courage to explore the consequences, so he could only smile and say, "I must be tired, Miss should rest for a while." ”

Walking out of the door, Wan Yansheng, who was standing in the courtyard, shook his head: "How long can you deceive?" Zhang Yan noticed that Xiao Yu'er had fallen asleep soundly, so he said indifferently: "It depends on the level of my lies." Of course, the decisive role is how smart she is. ”

Wan Yan didn't persuade him more, but just said in a loud voice: "Ha, she is still young, but for a period of time in the future, she will have to live in lies every day." ”

Zhang Yan nodded and said seriously: "Then in the future, she can proudly say to the people around her that she was deceived." ”

After smiling sadly, he left. His injuries were particularly serious and required adequate recuperation.

Zhang Zhan didn't return to his house, he was carrying a thick-backed knife behind him and a long sword hanging from his waist, his appearance was actually a bit unusual. However, he strode through the streets and alleys, but he did not pay any attention to the strange eyes, just because he felt that there was nothing abrupt about him, and he did not feel any disobedience.

Step by step, Zhang Zhan felt extremely brisk, completely losing the heavy weight of the thick-backed knife. His eyes began to blur and blur, but they were not strange at all, and he didn't feel any fear because his mind was getting clearer and clearer. Until now, his eyes were wide open, but it was pitch black, and he couldn't see. However, he clearly "saw" that some of the pedestrians around him were in a hurry, and some were strolling leisurely. The sound of fast or slow footsteps forms a cheerful sound that is flat and rhythmic.

He also saw that the flowers and plants around him were trying their best to stretch their branches and enjoy the bright sunshine. Not only that, but their huge root system also absorbs a small but endless supply of nutrients and water from the heavy earth.

Three feet away in the tree, a bee was flapping its wings and struggling through the cobwebs. And the spider, who was eyeing it, sprang up with astonishment and pierced the poor bee with a poisonous needle glowing with cold light......

In the ordinary time, the wonderful but all the time is staged.

For Zhang Zhan at the moment, this is a clear and vivid world.

Turn left and right, gradually move away from the hustle and bustle, and come to the coldness that few ordinary people can reach. In a humble tavern that no one cared about at the moment, Zhang Yan sat down.

The afternoon sun was too warm, so the little two in the store were bored and forced to support their necks, looking lethargic and sluggish.

And the person sitting opposite Zhang Zhan, wearing a cloak, was wrapped in a black robe all over his body, it was difficult to distinguish the body shape, and even whether he was a man or a woman, Zhang Zhan couldn't be sure. The most terrifying thing is that this person does not have any breath on him.

You can't feel your breath, you can't feel your temperature, and you can't feel the unique taste that is unique to each person.

It was he who summoned Zhang Remnant.

He stretched out a right hand and placed it flat in front of Zhang Yan. He was telling Zhang Chuan that there was a peaceful solution.

Zhang Yan looked at that hand fixedly, it was a dead white hand, perhaps he had never experienced the bathing of the sun, so he could give birth to such a gloomy hand. And if it weren't very clean, just looking at the long black and shiny nails, just like "poor shirt, worried about charcoal and wishing for the cold", Zhang Yan would be able to easily guess the field he was involved in.

Then Zhang Yan smiled, took out the jade bottle carrying the blood of the true dragon from his arms, raised his hand, and put it into his arms.

Talk about the verdict.

If it was night, Zhang Yan would definitely not come to see him with such fanfare. Just as the unknown intuition told Zhang Zhan that there was no danger when he came this time, Zhang Zhan clearly knew that under the blue sky and white sun, his walking corpse had no power at all.

The two of them looked at each other through the soft black veil under the cloak, and they didn't give in.

Xiao Er on the side finally couldn't stop being sleepy, closed his eyes, and his head sank.

Like a silent drizzle, the shadow of the sword is scattered all over the sky.

The man's dead white hand suddenly had a chopstick on the ground, ignoring the thousands of sword shadows flying towards his neck from the side, and with a knock, there was an inaudible sound of the sword, and Zhang Yan's sword revealed its true body.

The shadow of the sword shattered.

As soon as the standing little er's head sank, he was startled by the imbalance of his center of gravity and opened his eyes.

In front of the eye, two people sitting opposite each other, motionless like fools, staring at each other.

The next moment, the tiredness was even worse, and Xiao Er's head sank again.

Before the chopsticks could shoot out, the airflow that broke through the air had already made Zhang Yan's face cold. The long sword turned out a sword flower, like a real flower, and enjoyed the raindrops in the face.

Zhang Xuan's eyes were bright, and he sacrificed the phantom sword technique, and the long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, as if it had been completely annihilated, and he had never appeared in the world.

Although he couldn't see his expression, Zhang Yan still clearly sensed his surprise.

At the same time, his hands were bowed left and right, each holding a chopstick, like a madman in the eyes of others, covering left and right, dancing with his hands.

When I was sleepy, I had the experience of planting my head like this.

After another pause, Xiao Er glanced at it, and the scene in front of him was almost unchanged, except for the small fragments of chopsticks on and around the table.

Before he had time to react strangely, Zhang Yan smiled slightly: "Trouble little brother to add a pair of chopsticks for my friend." ”

Xiao Er was confused, but he was still very obedient and took another pair of chopsticks from the table next to him and put them in front of the man.

Zhang Yan said kindly: "A few more hot dishes." He raised his chin and signaled: "He gives money, no need to look for it"

With a "bang", the man placed an ingot of ten taels of silver on the table.

Zhang Yan touched it casually, took out a pitiful piece of broken silver, and put it in the hands of the dumbfounded Xiao Er: "Just kidding, don't take it seriously, just get a pot of good wine." Oh, no need to look for it. ”

Xiao Er reacted at this time, crying and laughing, and laughing and laughing. However, he did not have any excessive displeasure, and turned to get the wine.

As soon as he turned around, Xiao Er never knew that the people behind him were entangled again.