"Lord Zangbaishan has always been secretive, the dragon sees the head but does not see the end, and the eight ladies are even more like immortals, and they know everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

When she was young, she often heard her aunt mention the romance of the Tibetan Baishan adult, and the aunt once said that the posture of the son is unparalleled in the world, and once you meet a hundred goodness, you will miss it for life, and the meaning of yearning does not need to be expressed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, let's go to the law county you said" Li Muyang nudged the kite for an afternoon, "Get on the horse, let's go"

Wu Weiyuan turned over and got on the horse neatly, and whipped first, followed by Li Muyang.

It turned out that the rock gate in her mouth was nothing more than a dilapidated city wall, overgrown with wild grass, and a pine-skewed pine with a crooked neck was rooted on the edge of the city, crumbling.

Li Muyang heard the sound of Wu Wei's stomach growling, so he asked, "Is there an inn, a restaurant, a teahouse or something like that?"

"What? Are you hungry?"

"Well, after running around for so long, you really need to drink some drinks to replenish your strength, what about you?"

"It just so happens that I'm also hungry, let's ride faster, and a hundred miles after the Yanmen Pass is Lejun City, where it's not like the grass grows and warblers fly here, sparsely populated, and no one drives it."

"Che!" the kite clenched the horse's belly in the afternoon, and the horse galloped quickly in pain.

The horse's foot strength is not as fast as Li Muyang's own light work, and he is not in a hurry, so he slowly and leisurely chases behind.

A team of men and horses galloped by, stirring up dust.

Wu Weikite ate a mouthful of soil, "Bah, who the fuck are they?" Hey, you don't have long eyes!"

"Here, rinse your mouth" Li Muyang untied his last bag of wine and threw it over.

"Haa

Wu Weikite rinsed his mouth twice, and poured some wine, not to mention that the taste of the liquor was really good, his cheeks were slightly red and slightly drunk, "Brother Yang, let's ignore those muddy people, let's go our way"

Riding their horses and traveling far away, just as the sun was setting, the two finally arrived at the city of Lejun, where the towering city walls stood high, and from time to time people were carrying clubs or swords, and some were passing by with iron hoes.

Li Muyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and he could see a slight aura in his eyes, and eight out of ten of the people he saw were people who practiced martial arts.

There is an uncle who carries a hoe, the lower plate is steady, and the tiny transparent bubbles surround between the legs when walking, and the center of the eyebrows is slightly protruding.

This is nothing, he led the horse into the county and accidentally saw a two-foot child, holding a heavy sword, walking with difficulty.

The adults in the family do not squint, watch their deeds, hear their words, and turn a blind eye as if it is a common habit for a long time, and there are not a few warriors under the careful look.

The guests of the Shitian Pavilion are like clouds, because there is a notice outside, "only three taels, wine, food and lodging are all self-take, and now there is a musician to set up the stage and fight skills"

At night, the silver moon hangs on the branches, and the high platform in the Shitian Pavilion is not noisy, and there is rarely the sound of individual eating, so there is no noise.

"I said" Li Muyang was subjected to collective anger after he said two words, including Wu Weiyu, did he say in his heart?

He made a radio gesture, as if he were drinking a small wine, and the sound of swallowing was extremely clear.

Glancing around, there was a woman holding a folding fan of the landscape, a woman dressed as a man, and looked at him angrily.

Li Muyang silently said, "Look at your grandma, stupid, get out"

Wu Moxian pushed away Qing Xiuxiu, who was waiting, coughed lightly, and took out the eldest brother's jade plate from his cuffs, and the bright jade plate opened the way unimpeded.

She walked all the way to the weak scholar, pointed to the passer-by in the same seat, and asked him to leave, but the person was not angry and nodded after seeing the jade plate, and left in a gray manner.

Wu Moxian tapped the wooden table, but he didn't know that the man's head was lifted, and he wanted to pull the man's sleeve, but a woman grabbed his wrist.

Wu Weiyi's eyebrows furrowed, let go of his hand and leaned on Li Muyang's side, smiling silently, and writing with a drink, "Gongzi Wangzhen, this person has a master"

Wu Mo waited with a blank eye, and "I" spoke again, and wrote angrily, "Who robbed you?

Li Muyang raised his head and glanced at Wu Weiyuan expressionlessly, and then at the tomboy sitting beside him, kept silent, and raised his head to continue drinking.

Wu Weiying was a little embarrassed for a while, and twisted Li Muyang's thighs with his hands, and asked with a smile, "Brother Yang, do you need to take another jar of wine?"

Li Muyang took her hand away expressionlessly, "No, I'll do it myself," he said, getting up and leaving to get the drink.

Wu Weiyuan's expression was stunned, what was the matter? She smiled angrily, and her eyebrows were coldly raised.

Wu Mo calmly shook the folding fan in his hand, smiled, and Qing Xiuxiu handed him a plate of fruit pastries, picking up fruits and eating them.

"Hum" resounded through the Shitian Pavilion, Zhao Xuntian stroked Liang Xuwei with his hand, and a song of watching the water gurgled out.

The long river rushes endlessly, so long that it seems to fall asleep in a constant stream of water, and the cycle repeats.

The impatience of the guests gradually appeared, although the sound is wonderful, but few people can recognize the sound.

The sound of the flute is strongly added from far and near, and it is hard to change the direction, and its sound is sad, and the listener burst into tears, wanting to break the soul.

The sad past seems to be resurfaced in front of me, bitter, sad, and not as good as returning to my hometown.

The sound of the piano mutates, the roar is singing, the green clouds go straight up to the nine dusts, and the water travels.

The sound of the piano is agitated, the sound of the flute is whimpering, and it is not only the performer who is crippled by the two confrontations, but also the listener who is not good at the skill of the musician, and almost bleeds.

The sound came to an abrupt end, and Han Wenqing, who played the flute, was well aware of the defeat, and his face did not appear to be quietly gone.

Zhao Xuntian pursed his lips and smiled, waved his robe and sat down, "But there are still bosom friends to teach?"

"Hahahaha, that's nature, Zhao Xuntian and let me Zhang Jiangshan meet you for a while"

Zhang Jiangshan sat on the roof of the house, holding a phoenix head and said with a smile, "I treasure Nanyin to offer ugliness for you"

Between the snap of the fingers, it is like an empty mountain condensing clouds and scattered branches, and after the ethereal is a high-pitched and exciting earth-shattering world, as if a stone shatter bursts and the world changes color.

Xiao Yin slowly caters to the heavens, crossing the mortal dust from the fairyland, the long song seems to be familiar, the clouds are full of sky, and the stars are fighting.

The murmur began, "What is this Xiao?"

"It's the man of Changlemen"

"Really, how is this fake?

The sound did not sound, and Liang Xuwei did not lean around, Zhao Xuntian tied his back to Aiqin, and jumped off the high platform to fly to the corner of the street, "Senior Brother Yang, why did you come?"

Zhang Jiangshan's hand was broken, and the people of Changlemen were so rude?

"Stupid" Zhao Xuntian's iron kite is also a weapon, and the iron string pops out between the light picks, holding the sword without a trace, and Zhang Jiangshan fell to the ground and died with a wave of his sleeve.

Gong Hou fell to the ground, screaming.

"It's a good fun, but it's a pity that I followed the wrong master, Senior Brother Yang, how about we give it to Senior Sister Meng for a rest?"

"The idea is good, but it's a pity that it's too late, have you forgotten Master's words?"

"Huh?" Zhao Xuntian thought about it, and he didn't know what he had forgotten.

"Idiot, you forgot the summoning order!"

"Huh?" Zhao Xuntian's face turned pale, "When was the summoning order released? I didn't see it! Senior Brother Yang, you have to save me, I don't want to go to Mocun to stay."

"Haha, why do you need me to help, Mocun is afraid that he has already annoyed you as a regular customer, and the master is thinking of other ways to rectify you, you will be fine before that"

"Senior Brother Yang, can you bear to see death and not save you?"

"Why can't you bear it?"

Zhao Xuntian smiled evilly, "Okay, I'll tell Senior Sister Meng that you peek at her... Woo."

"That's it, that's it, it's all a senior brother, I'll help you, the master has ordered the disciples who are looking for words to go to Fajun immediately, and Chu Xunfan is responsible for the expenses of the road. ”