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The more it spreads, the more mysterious it becomes!

The fairy who slashed the Yuelou with a knife actually broke into the isolated island of the Hanjiang River alone in Moshangqiwu, and shocked the elders with the power of a knife, and tried to protect Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng's life.

That fairy is the closed disciple of Liu Seng Buddha, who killed Bodhi in one move and defeated the world's hero Liu Seng Buddha thirty years ago.

It is also rumored that the fairy also fell in love with Wind Ruthless, and wanted to compete with the Dream Fairy for Wind Ruthlessness, and meet the Snow Queen to fight.

These anecdotes are indispensable in the rivers and lakes, and if there is really a scene of two women snatching a husband, it will be rare to see in a hundred years.

Just like this groundless, whether there is any basis or not? It all depends on your understanding!

Mu Xiaokui heard these rumors and scolded: Let go of your fart.

But in my heart, it was beautiful, and I said: Comfortable!

It turns out that the feeling of this name ringing on the rivers and lakes is like this, and the name of the old lady has just sounded.

Mu Xiaokui asked: "This Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng is known as the Ice Beauty, this Yourumeng has the name of the Dream Fairy, and the old lady has to get the name now, which one is famous?

Tang Qianqiu looked at the sky, kept knocking on his head with a folding fan for a long time, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, things gather by like, people by groups, people in the rivers and lakes have the same name as you and Fairy Mengzi, and you should indeed have a well-deserved name." From the perspective of this son, it is good to be called Guanghan Fairy!"

Isn't the Guanghan Fairy Chang'e?

Mu Xiaokui is indeed like a bright moon, a round moon in Tang Qianqiu's mind, bright and white, but not extraordinary, it can be touched as soon as you stretch out your hand.

Mu Xiaokui silently recited the name of the Guanghan Fairy, frowning and not too satisfied.

At this time, Ji Chen said: "Don't think about any name, the original name of the master of the Buddha to kill Bodhi has now been installed on your head, and now the entire rivers and lakes think that you are the only successor of the master, and you will stir up the rivers and lakes with a move to kill Bodhi." ”

Mu Xiaokui shouted that she was wronged, it was not her who slashed the Yuelou with the knife, and the heir of the master was not her, and now she is in the name of killing Bodhi for no reason, the key is that the name of killing Bodhi is not as good as the dream fairy ice beauty.

Isn't it wronged!

The three words of killing Bodhi are like a magnet, specifically attracting hatred.

Kill Bodhi Mu Xiaokui, one person, one knife and one white fox!

Luoxue Pavilion doesn't always have people to listen to Zen, a few people in the distance are looking at Mu Xiaokui and the three of them, the wine they are holding is already cold, and they don't know what they are talking about, so they forget to drink.

The sky was gray again, and the snow fell with the sound of the lute.

The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune.

A white silk continued between the eyebrows of the woman who plucked the strings, covering the eyes that were the most affectionate.

I saw that the four people at the table who had not drunk stood up suddenly, two with swords, two with swords, and only one side.

The direction of going was not Ji Chen and the others, but the solo drinker at the other table.

The boy who drank alone slowly tapped the table with the sound of plucking the strings, and the finger was as white as a cocoon.

A man with a sword came up and said, "I want to ask my son for something!"

The son, who was drinking alone, still closed his eyes and said, "Do you know the rules?"

"Throw stones and ask for directions!"

The second man with the sword took out a gold ingot from his bosom and placed it lightly on the table.

"Speak!" The son who drank alone cherished the words like gold, and did not glance at the ingot of gold.

The palm of the first person holding the sword was already sweating, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "I want to know the whereabouts of the Nine Dragons Guanyin?"

The sound was neither loud nor small, and it happened to be muffled by the sound of the lute.

The people around him were still drinking to themselves.

The bottom of the warbler is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring.

"Nine Dragons Guanyin! This is more than ten taels of gold, you have to add money!" said Childe again.

The man with the sword had long expected that there would be more than ten taels, so he took out another ingot of ten taels of gold from his bosom and put it lightly on the table.

"It's still not enough!" Childe still shook his head, listening to the music.

And so on!

The gold on this table was already ninety taels, but the son still didn't speak.

The four of them were already sweating like rain, and the people who spent money to buy things were actually nervous, but the people who bought things were light, and there was such a reason in the world.

The sword-wielding man searched all over his body, and only the last ingot of gold was left, which was placed on the table.

The son, who drank alone, finally opened his eyes, and after the ten ingots of gold a little bit, he said, "Hangzhou!"

"What?" asked the knife.

"Don't you want to know the whereabouts of the Nine Dragons Guanyin? I told you, in Hangzhou. Childe said.

"Hangzhou, that's all?" the knife-wielding man was a little annoyed.

Childe said, "That's all. ”

The man with the knife said: "Only the word Hangzhou is worth a hundred taels of gold?"

Childe said, "It's worth it, and you've earned it!"

The man with the knife was about to have a seizure, but the man with the sword grabbed him, bowed down and said to Gongzi: "Master Bai Gongzi has a lot, my third brother is a rough man, you don't have to be like him." ”

Bai Gongzi said with a smile: "Although you call me a son, but in your heart, you only think of me as a fortune teller, and you don't believe in my word Hangzhou, but I have already opened my mouth, and I will definitely accept this hundred taels of gold." ”

said so, but Bai Gongzi still let the hundred taels of gold lie quietly on the table.

But the man with the knife had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and said in his mouth: "Bai Gongzi, if you say a word about Hangzhou, you can give my four brothers a hundred taels of gold, isn't it so easy to make money on the rivers and lakes?"

Bai Gongzi frowned and said, "You can't trust me, think I lied to you?"

The knife-wielding man with thick eyebrows and big eyes didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand, wanting to take back the one hundred taels of gold, which in his opinion was really not worth selling only for Hangzhou.

The water that can be set aside, just like Bai Gongzi's silver, cannot be recovered.

Bai Gongzi has already said Hangzhou, this money must also be accepted, and the rules must not be broken.

A bronze coin in Bai Gongzi's hand disappeared, and with the scream of the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, blood splattered gold, and a thumb fell on the wine table.

In the distance, the wine pot on Ji Chen's wine table shattered, Tang Qianqiu folded a fan in his hand, and the copper coin fell straight into the wine glass, and a trace of blood floated on the surface of the wine.

At this time, the sound of the pipa stopped abruptly, and silence is better than sound at this time!

Bai Gongzi was a little angry and said: "The people in the rivers and lakes have always known that I am not deceived by Bai Yutong, I said that this Hangzhou is worth one hundred taels, and it is worth one hundred taels." The rules set by our ancestors cannot be wrong. ”

This Luoxue Pavilion, which originally only heard the sound of pipa, was only under Bai Yu's words, and it became noisy, and the word 'Hangzhou' kept chattering between the wine tables.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The sword-wielding man made amends to Bai Gongzi one by one, and the knife-wielding man with thick eyebrows and big eyes hurriedly returned to his seat, his eyes full of resentment, he was afraid that he hadn't torn Bai Gongzi apart, but unfortunately he was not Bai Gongzi's opponent.

When the music sounded again, it had a different flavor, and there was murderous intent in the song.

The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns.

Dozens of people were swords and swords in the Falling Snow Pavilion, and flesh and blood were flying.

A flash of cold light.

When you have to collect the tune, beware of drawing.

The four brothers with two swords and two swords had already fallen in a pool of blood, and there were dozens of corpses around them, and the smell of blood slowly spread.

The shopkeeper stood in front of the counter and wiped the table.

The woman who played the pipa performed a thousand blessings, took out a bamboo pole from behind her, and carefully tapped the ground.

It turned out to be a blind man!

No one is perfect, and if everything is perfect, there will be no such rivers and lakes.

Bai Gongzi couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he didn't know whether he was immersed in the thrilling music or the death of the four brothers.

Maybe it's both, maybe it's none.

Bai Gongzi pinched a peanut and threw it into his mouth, and said half-drunk and half-conscious: "Reward!"

The shopkeeper came up and asked, "How much is the guest officer's reward?"

Bai Gongzi looked at the one hundred taels of gold on the table, and took the ten taels of gold that were not stained with blood.

The shopkeeper understood and shouted: "Bai Gongzi will reward ninety taels of silver." ”

The woman who played the pipa leaned over and said with a smile: "Gongzi Xie." ”

This hand won the applause of the house!

As for the dozens of corpses, everyone just didn't see them.