"There is a sincere relationship in front of me, I don't cherish it, I regret it when I lose it, the most painful thing in the world is nothing more than this......"

Stephen Chow's affectionate confession in "Journey to the West" once made countless girls tremble, so it became all the rage and was praised and cited as a classic. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But when many people admire this classic line and worship the "magic" of this line, they ignore why Fairy Zixia burst into tears and fell to the ground with the sword in her hand.

Even though Fairy Zixia is wearing a wedding dress and is about to marry the Bull Demon King, she has always loved the Supreme Treasure in her heart.

If Fairy Zixia's love for the Supreme Treasure is less, then this affectionate confession may not turn out to be.

The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, like stars twinkling in the sky, a little dazzling, the shadows of the trees were swaying, revealing an unpredictable silence, and a few small green leaves on the broken branches shivered in the breeze.

Bao Wenzheng held the cracked poplar tree with one hand, and stopped for about two teas with a desolate face, then stood up straight in despair, looked up at the Xujiadu ferry, his eyes were full of helplessness and loneliness, and then walked slowly along the official road.

Judging from the swiftness of the light work of the Moon Palace Master, even if she returned to the Jade Maiden Boat at this moment, the maid sent should have been nearby, perhaps secretly peeping in the distance.

Words and deeds should conform to their own "role" setting, since they are gentle and thrifty talents, then they must not be stalked, and turn back to the ferry again to overlook the Jade Maiden Boat, this behavior may make the Lord of the Moon Palace sad, but he has lost the man's arrogance and outstanding integrity, and is underestimated.

The maids of the Shifting Flower Palace, such as ice and frost, were indeed secretly peeping in the distance, how could they dare to obey the orders of the lord of the Moon Palace, and when they saw this Xiucai leaving in despair, they used light skills to sweep over the branches and follow secretly.

The maid Rubing has been the maid of the Moon Palace Lord for many years, because Bing Xue is smart and knows the height of her eyebrows, so she is rarely scolded by the Lord of the Moon Palace, but now she first heard that the Lord of the Moon Palace lost her temper and broke the jade cup, and then she was even more angry and reprimanded, although she knew that it was just anger, but now that she saw this show lose her soul, she also secretly had some speculation.

The green mountains, the lush trees and the vast blue sky, and the ethereal wisps of clouds form an elegant and light-ink landscape painting.

The tributaries of the Surabaya basin surround Xujiadu, the clear lake faintly ripples, the reflected mountains, with the ripples scattered and reunited, the verdant bamboo raft separates the river, the Xiucai wearing a white Confucian robe, holding the penny slowly separates the water, with the breeze blowing on the river, the outstanding handsome body, the flying clothes are even more lonely.

The bamboo raft stopped in the center of the river, and the lonely Xiucai casually put the penny on the bamboo raft, took off the wine gourd around his waist, raised his head and poured a few sips, and the water stains flowed down his lips, and then he stood alone on the bamboo raft, looking at the mountains in the distance, and never moved again.

There is a faint sound of singing lingering on the surface of the river, if it weren't for the maid's success in cultivating in the ice, I am afraid that I would not be able to hear clearly.

"The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side, trace back to it, the road is blocked and long, trace from it, like in the middle of the water......."

"The so-called Yi people, in the water of the Mei, trace the migration from it, the road is blocked and climbed, and the swim is from it, just like the ...... in the water"

"The so-called Yi people, in the water of the Si, trace the migration from it, the road is blocked and right, and the swim is from it, just like in the water."

The Book of Poetry is one of the "Four Books and Five Classics", the maid in the Flower Shifting Palace has studied since childhood, how can she not know, but when she heard that the voice full of loneliness and loneliness lingered on the lake, the maid Rubing and Rushuang glanced at each other, and both saw the strange look in each other's eyes, and then each converged to cover the past.

The Xiucai stopped for nearly an hour with the lake, and then propped up the penny, and pushed the raft towards the opposite bank of the river.

After Bao Wenzheng handed over the bamboo raft to the boatman, he heard that more than 30 miles north of Xujiadu, it was the only Qingxi Town that could be settled, so he followed the official road and followed the pedestrians on the official road towards this Qingxi Town.

No, it's not enough!

The lord of the Inviting Moon Palace is an extremely paranoid woman, who can suffer for the fifteen years of "Yulang Jiang Feng", in order to make Jiang Feng and Hua Yue slaves die without turning a blind eye, raising Hua Wufeng with her own hands, and teaching her superior martial arts, just for Hua Wufeng and Jiang Xiaoyu's brothers to kill each other, such a woman, even if she is emotional, will not easily reveal the past.

If she can't be completely moved, as time goes by, this gradually rising feeling will disappear.

In the Yunlai Inn in Qingxi Town, Bao Wen sat on the table with a lonely face, put the wine glass to his lips, and under the rapid turn of his mind, he once again met with the Lord of the Inviting Moon Palace in Zhuyue Slope, and then outside the Wufeng Garden of the Shifting Flower Palace, he kept thinking about the differences between trespassing in the Huanhua Pond and today.

Bao Wenzheng poured himself a drink, and the wine was even more sorrowful, as if he wanted to get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows, but the four dishes on the table did not move at all.

As the sun set, that ray of light slowly fell on the west after all, and the guests of Yunlai Inn gradually increased, either ordinary businessmen and friends, or the people in the rivers and lakes with swords and swords were rough and arrogant, Bao Wen poured himself a lonely face, and listened to everyone's words over and over again.

"Shopkeeper Li, a small gift is not a tribute, and I hope that Shopkeeper Li will raise his noble hand ....... ”

"Jiang Daxia's birthday wishes, my brothers don't want to weaken their prestige in front of ........ ”

"The shopkeeper, then cut ten catties of sauce beef, a jar of wine ....... ”

Bao Wenzheng saw that the Yunlai Inn was already full, and there were many Jianghu people with swords, but he still sighed secretly in his heart, he had no kung fu in his own family, only plagiarized Nalan Xingde or Li Qingzhao's poems, but in front of such a rough and heroic Jianghu people, wouldn't he play the piano to the cow.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, followed by the neighing of the horses.

It was a young man in a blue robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like a crown of jade, holding a three-foot sheathed sword in one hand, and then stretched out his strong arms to support a graceful woman in white.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel or stay in the hotel?" The shopkeeper, who was full of flattering smiles, hurriedly stepped forward and took the reins of the horse.

Although the young man is gentle and elegant, he ignores the second child of this shop, as if he only has this graceful woman in white in his eyes, and said apologetically: "Third sister, I missed the night, I'm afraid that I will wronged you today." ”

"Husband, with you, how can you say a word of grievance?" said the woman in white coquettishly, the style between her eyebrows had both the joy of the newlywed Yan'er, and the slightest shyness.

The couple walked into the Fulai Inn, which had already attracted the whispers of the Jianghu people.

Bao Wenzheng quietly poured himself a drink, and already knew a little about the couple.

Although this young man is arrogant, he has the ability to be arrogant, not only is he good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but at the age of twenty-nine, he has become the leader of the Liangguang martial arts, and married one of the "Nine Shows in the World" of Murong Villa.

This woman in white is the wife of the alliance leader of Liangguang Wulin, one of the "Nine Shows in the World" of Murong Villa, the women of the world, she is all fine, and the piano she strokes, in the rain, sounds more like it came down from the sky.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the only one who can be comparable to the "Nine Shows in the World" is the nine sisters themselves.

If you can marry Murong Jiumei, you can become a martial arts giant, not only have the wealth of the country, but also who can afford to provoke eight brothers-in-law.

Talented people and talented women, I want to know this song "Huanxi Sha".

"Xiao Er, bring pen and ink!" Bao Wenzheng's body swayed, as if he was drunk and stupid, and opened his mouth with drunken eyes.

The shopkeeper of the Yunlai Inn made a look, and let the shopkeeper walk forward with a pen and ink, this Xiucai has already drunk a lot of wine, and the luxurious robe is unusual, for the guest officials who are not stingy with money, the Yunlai Inn always makes people feel at home.

Bao Wenzheng took out the broken silver from the package and threw it to the shopkeeper, attracting another burst of flattery, and then staggered past the "Murong Jiuxiu" couple and came to the wall.

"Huanxi Sand"

"Whoever reads the west wind is cold alone, Xiao Xiao Yellow Leaves close the window. Ponder the past and set up the remnant sun!"

"I was surprised by the wine, and I slept heavily, and the gambling books were so fragrant that I poured tea. At that time, it was just ordinary!"

After plagiarizing this "Huanxi Sha" of Nalan Xingde, Bao Wenzheng pretended to be lonely and chuckled, and then staggered back to the table, raised the wine in the cup and wanted to drink it, but his drunken eyes were hazy and he noticed that it was empty, and then shouted to the shopkeeper to serve the wine.

"Smack!"

But he was already lying on the table and fell asleep.

"Murong Jiuxiu" and his wife are both talented and outstanding people, how could they not know the beauty of this "Huanxi Sha", get up and stand side by side, and recite this "Huanxi Sha" several times, and look at the drunken Xiucai with admiration.

But I don't know that this talent has a big name, and it is a pity that he has such a talent but has never covered his face.

"Murong Jiuxiu" and his wife saw that this Xiucai was already drunk, so they wanted to call the shopkeeper and carry this Xiucai to the wing, and wait for this Xiucai to wake up tomorrow, and then put it away, but they only felt that a pair of slender figures appeared in front of the Yunlai Inn, so they stopped.

The maids Rubing and Rushuang are also extremely beautiful women, and at this moment they came lightly, and they were wearing palace clothes and skirts, and walked to Bao Wenzheng's side, and the two of them helped them up, and after calling the shopkeeper to open the first-class wing, they helped Bao Wenzheng up.

"Shifting Flower Palace!"

"Murong Jiuxiu" and his wife looked at each other, and then slowly sat down, and the horror in each other's eyes could not be hidden.

The maids Rubing and Rushuang helped Bao Wenzheng into the wing, took off his boots, put them down on the bed, and wanted to get up and leave.

"Inviting the ....... of the Moon"

"Invitation to the Moon......

The drunken whispers were vague but clear.

Rubing and Rushuang both stopped with palpitations, and then glanced at each other, only then did they understand why the Moon Palace Lord was so out of shape today.

"You go and tell the palace master, I'm here to guard. Rubing whispered.

The maid Rushuang nodded in agreement, and then walked out of the Yunlai Inn with a light lotus step.

Although Bao Wenzheng had never heard the whispered conversation of the maid of the Moon Palace, he had already said the drunken muttering this time, and all the "homework" prepared today had been completed, and he felt tired after walking more than thirty miles, so he fell asleep.

A bright moon hangs above the sky, the bright stars are also covered with brilliance, the breeze blows, the river surface of the Surabaya basin on the jade maiden boat is slowly sailing, a small boat separates the water, towards the jade maiden boat, there are still more than ten zhang away, then see a slender figure, like a ghost rising up.

"Palace Master!" Rushuang knocked lightly on the door and exclaimed.

"Come in!" the pale and cold cheeks of the Moon Palace Lord were already so cold and ruthless.

"Squeak".

Rushuang pushed open the door, and after bowing sideways, she reported Bao Wenzheng's words and deeds today to the Lord of the Moon Palace in every detail.

"Stand down!" the Moon Palace Master was silent for a long time, and said lightly.

The door was closed again, and a few wisps of light wind passed through the cracks in the wooden windows in the Langyue Pavilion, swaying the candlelight, and the graceful back of the Lord of the Moon Palace also swayed.

"Smack!"

The jade cup was crushed by the soft wattle.