The Deyue Building has collapsed!

This is the brightest pearl of the state, and it turned into a bubble overnight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This undoubtedly caused the entire Bingzhou people to suffer a huge blow, and the Deyue Building collapsed, what does this Bingzhou rely on to attract people from all over the world to come here.

Could it be that with the half-hung Shenyue Lake, which is neither cloudy nor sunny, to attract the attention of people all over the world?

The people of Bingzhou only know that this Deyue Tower was cut off by a pitch-black knife.

No one knows who the man with the sword is.

But now, the people of Bingzhou hate the sword-wielding knights.

King Xiaoyan's 3,000 retainers and horses were no longer stationed outside the city of Bingzhou, and they continued to march towards Chang'an.

King Xiaoyan was in a particularly good mood at this time, so he gave up the sedan chair and rode a white horse, the white horse was tall and mighty, and there was no trace of miscellaneous hair on the whole body.

Lang Yue couldn't stand the bumps during the ride, and was still sitting in the sedan car, she opened the window, and when she saw that King Xiaoyan was still excited, she asked, "What is Your Highness thinking?" ”

After hearing this, King Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh and said: "You don't want to watch this Deyue Tower collapse, but among them is just a person who is pretending to be drunk and talking nonsense, and several killers, by the way! ”

Xiao Yan Wang stroked the mane of the white dragon Xiangju, like the softness of silk, which made him love it.

Lang Yue was curious, what does this have to do with the joy of His Royal Highness King Xiaoyan.

Xiao Yan Wang said: "The more things this person cares about, the more timid he becomes, and he is naturally cautious in doing things. The name of this Confucian poisoner, he Zhu can't afford it. ”

Lang Yue nodded thoughtfully, and said: "This Zhu Wuneng is also a person with an old mother and a wife and children now, so naturally he will not be as ruthless as he was when he was young. ”

Xiao Yan Wang smiled: "Not only is he not ruthless, but he also has to block that sword for me!"

King Xiaoyan recalled the attack in the Deyue Tower, the person who was pretending to be drunk was indeed the incompetent person of Zhu Taishou of Bingzhou, but it was the people of Shilun Jizang who came to attack and assassinate.

That Zheng Tianyue was the number one killer of the Infernal Hell under the Ten Rounds of Jizang.

Killers don't always hide in the dark.

The assassin hides his identity and turns into a son and brother who eats and drinks in the Deyue Tower.

That sword came too suddenly, but it was not that King Xiaoyan couldn't dodge, but he didn't want to dodge! He just wanted to see what kind of reaction this Zhu Wuneng would have.

Sure enough, Zhu Wuneng stood in front of King Xiaoyan and received the sword.

It wasn't until the assassin was cut off half of his head by Wu Chuyi that Zhu Wuyi fell down.

He was afraid that King Xiaoyan would die in Bingzhou, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the anger of King Lao Yan, and he was afraid that that anger would turn everything he had gained today into an illusion.

He will block that sword!

......

Ji Chen really began to accompany Mu Xiaokui to practice knives.

The old monk's killing of Bodhi is the exercise,

It is not only a martial art, but also a mental method.

Although there is only one trick, it can make Mu Xiaokui useful for life.

With that knife, Ji Chen was confused, but Mu Xiaokui looked at it carefully.

Mu Xiaokui said mockingly: "It turns out that your good wood is not as good as my rotten wood. ”

Since Mu Xiaokui practiced killing Bodhi, she has become more and more quiet, and she even consciously reads books.

What Ji Chen didn't know was that the reason why Mu Xiaokui read the book was that Ji Chen once said that a woman who could chant 'warm a pot of moonlight wine' was beautiful.

Mu Xiaokui hopes to be so beautiful forever

Ji Chen took two hot steamed buns and handed them to Mu Xiaokui, who was looking down at the book in his hand and took the steamed buns without raising his head.

When the steamed buns were cold, Mu Xiaokui didn't take a bite.

Seeing this, Ji Chen asked, "What book did you read and became a god?"

Mu Xiaokui closed the book for a long time, and when she raised her head, tears rolled in her eyes.

Ji Chen saw that the book was written - the peacock flew southeast.

It's a sad story!

Mu Xiaokui was still sobbing, and said slowly: "I...... I saw that the girls in the city were buying this book, so I ...... I couldn't help but buy a copy and read it!"

Ji Chen laughed and said, "How does it read then?"

Mu Xiaokui wiped away her tears indiscriminately, threw the book aside angrily, and said: "I knew that reading this book would hurt people's hearts, so I didn't read it." ”

How can you not be heartbroken when you smash beautiful things in front of everyone?

Ji Chen smiled dumbly, this peacock flying southeast is such a book.

Ji Chen didn't know how to comfort him, he couldn't help but dig up the author's grave and let him rewrite the ending?

Ji Chen had no choice but to divert Mu Xiaokui's attention and persuade her to practice the knife.

At this time, Mu Xiaokui was in the mood to practice knives. The people in the book broke her heart.

Mu Xiaokui asked: "Why does the peacock fly southeast, not southwest, north and south?"

What kind of flying method is it, Ji Chen racked his brains and couldn't imagine it, if he usually wanted to make fun of it, but if he made fun of it at this time, he might be slashed by Mu Xiaokui.

Ji Chen thought for a while and said: "There are tall buildings in the northwest, and they are on the same level as the floating clouds. ”

Mu Xiaokui's eyes were already red, and she seemed to have shed a lot of tears, and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Ji Chen said: "There are high-rise buildings in the northwest, so naturally they can't fly over, and the sunrise is in the southeast corner, and the wind is naturally the warmest southeast wind. ”

Mu Xiaokui nodded half-ignorantly.

Ji Chen thought for a while and said: "But others always say that it is because Jiao Zhongqing hanged himself on the southeast branch, and he can see Liu Lanzhi's house. ”

Mu Xiaokui, who had just quieted down, cried again when she heard that Jiao Zhongqing was hanging on the southeast branch, where can she care about the high-rise buildings in the northwest.

After a long time, Ji Chen's fire was raised, and Mu Xiaokui's newly bought books were also thrown into the fire.

Mu Xiaokui was anxious: "What are you doing, I just bought a new book, exhibitionist you ......"

Ji Chen grimaced at Mu Xiaokui and said, "This book makes you sad, I can't get used to it, it's better to turn it into fire, so that it can make you warmer." This is up to you. ”

Mu Xiaokui took a black lump of charcoal-like things and asked, "What is this?"

"Sweet potatoes!" Ji Chen said with a grin, "I stole it from the farmer's field, and I was almost beaten to death, but fortunately, I did it lightly, otherwise I would have been planted there." ”

Mu Xiaokui peeled off the charred skin, but the inside was just roasted, and the aroma was tangy.

Ji Chen saw that Mu Xiaokui couldn't wait to eat it, and said, "Eat slowly, be careful of scalding." ”

Mu Xiaokui raised her head and smiled, and the carbon ash stained the tip of Mu Xiaokui's nose and cheeks, like a little flower cat stealing food.

Mu Xiaokui said: "I didn't expect that the exhibitionist, your level of baking sweet potatoes is not bad." ”

Seeing Mu Xiaokui's joy eating, Ji Chen was naturally happy in his heart, but the phrase 'exhibitionism' didn't sound like a taste, if it was heard by others, he might not know what kind of eyes he would look at.

Ji Chen said aggrievedly: "Can you not always be an exhibitionist, it sounds awkward." ”

Mu Xiaokui ate the roasted sweet potatoes after a while, and said with satisfaction: "Then what do I call you? Ji Chen, Xiao Ji, or Xiao Chen?"

Xiao Ji Chen is a little outside, and Xiao Ji looks weird.

Mu Xiaokui pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't I call you sweet potatoes, so that you can roast sweet potatoes for me to eat every day in the future, okay?"

"Sweet potato?" Ji Chen thought about it, it was better than an exhibitionist, so he agreed.

Snow is a lonely butterfly, fluttering in this quiet and quiet world, but it is a butterfly that will only fall and will not take off.

"It's snowing!"

When the first butterfly landed on Mu Xiaokui's face, Mu Xiaokui became excited. She waited all year until the snow came.

Ji Chen looked at Mu Xiaokui standing under this lone butterfly, and she was the most brilliant one.

Ji Chen thought of the little junior sister again, the little junior sister who cried and shouted, 'I'm not going anywhere, just waiting for the snow here', and the senior brother who was born with white hair.

And the dead old man with the snow-white beard.

In this snowy scene, Mu Xiaokui didn't feel a trace of cold.

The pale hand pulled out the pitch-black knife.

"Sweet potato, come with me to practice knives. ”

Ji Chen smiled after hearing this, this sweet potato is not very difficult to hear!