Li Muyang put down a piece of land in Zhuangzhou to live in, and he didn't do any business on weekdays, but there were people who came to make trouble, and he was angry and cut people clean. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not Li Muyang's joke, this huge territory doesn't even have a person or a hall to uphold justice, everything relies on fists to speak, and strength and financial resources are indispensable.

Time can't catch it and disappear in a blink of an eye, Qian Duoduo grew from a small bean sprout to a slim girl, Li Muyang came to his senses, it turned out that more than ten years had passed.

In the past ten years, Li Muyang has not devoted himself to martial arts, but has placed his affection on landscape paintings, in addition to guiding Qian Duoduo to practice martial arts, he is listening to the music and stroking the piano and splashing ink to paint.

Today is the thirteenth year since I picked up a lot of money, and the girl has to cook, and God knows that the girl can't eat the food at all.

Li Muyang climbed to the top of the tower and looked up at the sky, and his name was "absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon between heaven and earth", which was in fact the only magic weapon for avoiding Qian Duoduo's poisoning.

Qian Duoduo's temperament is very popular with Li Muyang, how can he say it? It is right to say that he is raising apprentices, but in Li Muyang's opinion, most of them are pets.

She is very obedient, soft and cute, Li Muyang tosses the apprentice to play when she has nothing to do, and she doesn't hear any complaints.

Well, Li Muyang knew that Qian Duoduo in front of him was not as cute as he looked, the little girl was ferocious, and her combat effectiveness was also amazing, but it didn't matter, it wasn't within his consideration.

Qian Duoduo was holding a plate of black paint, I couldn't tell what the hell it was, it was said to be a magical creation of rice.

She smiled sweetly, and her eyes were engraved with the person on the top of the tower, her master, her savior......!

The door to the tower was locked by Li Muyang, and Qian Duoduo had not yet reached home from light skills, so he had to shout, "Master, it's time to eat!"

Li Muyang covered his ears and responded, "What are you talking about? It's too windy! I can't hear clearly, I still have something to deal with, you can play by yourself."

After Li Muyang finished speaking, he didn't go to see Qian Duoduo's reaction, and jumped off the tower and left in one go.

Qian Duoduo threw the food in his hand to the ground, the bowl shattered, and the medicine that made up for it was also coagulated with dust.

The herbs she had worked so hard to ask for were not offered like treasures, and the people who needed them were gone, so what was the use of finding them even if they were hard to find?

Qian Duoduo sometimes thinks that the heavens love Master, otherwise, why hasn't Master's face changed for more than ten years?

Not only his face, but his attitude and temperament seem to have never changed in his memory.

Qian Duoduo forgot who had said to her something like "Without external force, if someone will look ageless, then he must be the darling of God's favor, hold him tightly and don't let go", of course, it may also be her imagination.

I want to stay by Master's side, I want to hear him talk, I want to hear him play the piano, I want to hear him sing songs that she hasn't heard but are very good, I want to hear him tell stories.

Qian Duoduo wondered if her expression was too explicit, why did Master keep running outside, and she was not happy?

The cold winter is about to pass, the rain in early spring is expensive, Li Muyang will not return, Qian Duoduo has been waiting for him in the mansion for nearly a month, the mountain does not come to her, she will go to the mountain, Qian Duoduo packed his bags and went out to find a teacher.

Thanks to the master for coercing and seducing her with rattan, Qian Duoduo, who can only write dog crawling characters, has good painting skills, at least when looking for someone, he doesn't have to dictate.

Dictating that thing is too general, others must not know what you are talking about, and it is much easier to find someone with a pattern.

Li Muyang, who said that he had nothing to do, ran away happily, and he was not the one who was added to the road idiot, and he had a map in his heart to go with him.

There is no map and no direction, the ghost knows how to go, and anyone is stupid, saying that the place where the sun rises is east.

Li Muyang disdains this statement, you look up and keep looking at the sun, there are many forks in the southeast and northwest to the point that you are in a circle, look at the sun?

Li Muyang once heard Qian Duoduo say that the land of Fengyue Fence is a place favored by capable people in another world, there are few heroes and many romances, and the literati and ink dealers have silver but no silver, oh, those who don't have silver can't get in.

Fengyue is a pretty woman in the place, and the Qing Yi Ji dances with red sleeves, Li Muyang only found that this place is different from the Fengyue he understood.

A pot of sake warms the intestines and throat, Yiren is drunk with red makeup, and the beauty dances with swords, and the drink is to forget the worries of the world.

The sound of the piano is like that, and the songs and laughter are gone, this place is really worth lingering in, and it is not a matter of spending a lot of money.

Li Muyang lived in Drunken Zhaoyue for more than ten days, and when he went out, he had ten thousand gold, and when he walked out, he didn't save three out of ten when he got out of Drunken Zhaoyue.

When it is really an inch of gold, there is a saying, I am happy that it is difficult to buy a thousand gold, silver is earned and spent, and living is not to live for the sake of living.

In the drunken summoning of joy, it is more like a drunken dream of death, no matter how beautiful the dream is, you must wake up, true and false, false and true, true and false, who can tell the difference?

There is too much pain in the world, Li Muyang only wants to be free and has nothing to seek, and he is in love?

Li Muyang felt bored after a long time in drunken Zhaoyue, and he could listen to the wonderful music thousands of times, but what about after a thousand times? If he was no longer interested in music, dance, calligraphy and painting, his life would be really boring.

Stir up trouble? Watch a play? If others are not happy, he will be happy? Li Muyang is not so nervous.

Li Muyang left Zhuangzhou and floated down the boat, Qian Duoduo could already take care of himself, he was very relieved.

If he doesn't run away at this time, when will he run? Does he have to wait until he gets married and has more children? Don't be funny.

Li Muyang was lying on the boat and swaying, he was thinking, "Maybe this is the case with water burials, right?" Lying in the coffin and pushing the coffin down the river, fluttering and drifting, he will never know where the end is."

The drifting boat overturned, and Li Muyang's clothes were soaked by the river in an instant, "Grass, who the are you?"

A man in a blood-stained robe squeezed in.

The blood was stained on Li Muyang's clothes, "Grass, get out, don't let me say it a second time"

The man said weakly, "I'm sorry, I."

Before she finished speaking, she fell on Li Muyang.

Li Muyang kicked to the side, disgusted, "You can't just forget it, I don't want him to lose money for his life"

Li Muyang searched up and down with his hands and took out a blood book, the blood book was soaked in water into a piece of paste, and he only saw the words "Wu'er Su Quercus" clearly.

"Trouble" Li Muyang saw the ferry swing boat over, and threw the boat into the reeds, stripped and washed, and hung on the branches and leaves to wait for the wind to dry.

Chunjiang is cold, and it is also thanks to Li Muyang's internal strength to return to the past, although he can't dry his clothes, it's not that he can't do it, the problem is that he can't.

If you don't advance in martial arts, you will retreat, and Li Muyang has used his hand once in more than ten years, but he still didn't use internal force.

The sun is not very good, and it takes only one coat to dry in the morning, and the middle clothes and pants on Li Muyang's body are almost warmed by himself, so he can't wear them wet, it's too uncomfortable.

There was no one around, and those who fainted on the boat did not count, Li Muyang quickly put on his coat and then put on his coat, the wind blew his body and his hips were colder, and he continued to wash and dry.

"Find me, if you live to see people die, you must see corpses, I must see Yang Zongchen today, if I can't find you, I will die!"