"Li Gongzi's profound martial arts, not seeking to be vigorous, but not enterprising, is really a waste of a great talent!"

Xie Xiaolan's eyes were clear and focused, and she spoke softly to Li Wufeng, her expression was much softer than just now, as if she hadn't seen Xiao Yuesheng who suddenly appeared, and she didn't glance at it.

Seeing that she turned a blind eye to the owner of the village, he knew that the two of them were making trouble, so he could only smile bitterly, bow slightly at her, and hurriedly turn around and bow to Xiao Yuesheng: "The villain Li Wufeng pays a visit to the owner." ”

"There's no wind,...... How about leaving the villa, are you used to it?" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Xie Xiaolan, who looked indifferent, patted Li Wufeng's shoulder affectionately, and helped him up, which made Li Wufeng secretly excited. Xiao Yuesheng has the ability to never forget, so naturally there will be no things that he can't remember the people in the villa.

"Thank you for the owner's concern, the villain is doing well, but I miss the villa a little. Li Wufeng could only let the owner straighten himself, and his handsome face was slightly excited.

"Hehe, just left the village, and you were homesick?" Xiao Yuesheng pressed his big hand on Li Wufeng's shoulder again, with a kind and warm smile, and also a little kindness, "In a few days, you will be better, and the feeling of homesickness will become much lighter, you are still young! ”

Li Wufeng nodded vigorously, his eyes were slightly red, he had lived in the village since he was a child, and Mission Hills Villa was his home, and he left suddenly, floating alone on the river, although he was at ease, he inevitably felt lonely sometimes, and his thoughts about the villa became deeper and deeper.

Xiao Yuesheng patted him on the shoulder again, he could feel Li Wufeng's admiration for the villa, his eyes turned to Xie Xiaolan who was holding the scroll, and when he saw her ignoring her, he knew that if he wanted to persuade her to go back, it would be a lot of trouble.

"I've seen the owner of Xiao Zhuang, and the old man went out to breathe, so the young lady greeted the owner. ”

Aunt Sun glanced at Xiao Yuesheng deeply, smiled softly, saluted him, and exited the cabin, Li Wufeng was also a clever person, so he naturally followed her out.

Aunt Sun knows the young lady's mind best, after leaving Mission Hills Villa, the young lady was angry and left Jiaxing City, although she tried her best to dissuade her, to no avail.

Xie Xiaolan insisted on going on the road alone, in Aunt Sun's opinion, this is no different from seeking death, it must be that the owner of Xiao Zhuang broke the young lady's heart and made the young lady's heart sprout to die!

She was so frightened that she had no master, and she had to follow the young lady alive or dead, and Xie Xiaolan could only comply with Aunt Sun, who was also a servant and a mother.

Along the way, Xie Xiaolan was in a depressed mood, with a cold face all day long, without a trace of smile, which made Aunt Sun even more worried.

Sure enough, there were people from thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands on the road, and these groups of people became Xie Xiaolan's punching bag, and she beat her to cry wolf, hug her head and run away, and lose her surname, ten of them.

She shot far more vicious than before, her expression was as cold as ice, she didn't care about herself, every move went down, it was a lose-lose frame, one life for another, and the jade was burned, which not only made the opponent tremble, but Aunt Sun was even more frightened when she watched it, and her heart was terrified.

The bell must be tied to the bell, and now that Xiao Yuesheng, a person surnamed Chrysalis, has appeared, Aunt Sun is naturally busy creating opportunities, hoping that he can restore the young lady to normal.

After the two went out, the cabin suddenly fell silent, and the two who left stood in the bow of the boat, silent, the sound of rushing water never stopped, but it was ignored all the time, and in this quiet space, people suddenly realized their existence.

Xiao Yuesheng stood by the window of the boat, didn't say a word, just quietly looked at Xie Xiaolan who was reading the volume.

The scroll in Xie Xiaolan's hand seemed to have a great attraction, so that her eyes didn't turn a glance, her eyes were firmly fixed on the book, as if she didn't know about Xiao Yuesheng's existence.

Xiao Yuesheng stepped lightly, the hull of the boat suddenly shook a few times, the octagonal lantern above his head swayed, and a few drops of tea on the low table inevitably overflowed.

In this case, the book can no longer be read.

Xie Xiaolan frowned slightly, looked away from the scroll, glanced at the shaking lantern, turned around, quickly swept past Xiao Yuesheng, and stopped on the tea cup in front of her.

The hull of the boat was still shaking slightly, and it looked like an undercurrent surging in the river, and it was difficult to determine that it was Xiao Yuesheng's ghost.

But for drinking tea, there is no hindrance.

Xiao Yuesheng saw Xie Xiaolan's gaze looking at him indifferently, without pause, knowing that she was really angry this time, she felt a headache in her heart, sighed, sat on a brocade pier, and sat opposite Xie Xiaolan.

Xie Xiaolan's jade neck drooped slightly, her eyes were just staring at the celadon tea cup in Su's hand, and she didn't look at Xiao Yuesheng, her hands were snow-white and warm, and under the yellowish light, they were a little as translucent as ghee, if she was a hungry person, she would definitely want to bite it.

"Ahh

Xiao Yuesheng sighed heavily, his eyes staring at Xie Xiaolan's face.

Xie Xiaolan didn't blink her eyes, still staring at her teacup in a daze, indifferent to Xiao Yuesheng's long sighs.

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were scorching, staring closely at the jade face of the beauty opposite, with apricot eyes and peach cheeks, a small nose, and a small cherry mouth, which was so delicate that people had to sigh Zhong Shenxiu.

Under Xiao Yuesheng's fiery gaze, Xie Xiaolan's frosty jade face was unmoved, still as cold as ever.

Sipping tea lightly and scrutinizing unscrupulously, Xiao Yuesheng looked leisurely and contented, admiring the jade man opposite.

The sound of the river flowing is endless, and it seems that the cabin is quiet.

"Miss Xie?"

While admiring the beauty without scruples, he tasted tea leisurely, and soon a cup of tea was sold out, and he took the initiative to speak.

What greeted him was a cold gaze.

Xiao Yuesheng calmly met her eyes and looked at Xie Xiaolan with an indifferent face.

He had already felt the resentment in Xie Xiaolan's heart, and love and hate were a thin line.

Xie Xiaolan suddenly withdrew her cold gaze, took a heavy breath, tried hard to suppress the churning in her chest, and the herbal tea in her hand was drunk by her.

"Please let Master Xiao leave, the little woman's place is ugly, and it really can't accommodate you, a master!"

Xie Xiaolan slowly put down the teacup, the fire of resentment seemed to be extinguished by an herbal tea, and when she spoke, she was calm and waveless, as usual, and her eyes were not shocked.

"Alas!" Xiao Yuesheng sighed, his eyes were earnest, and he whispered with a sense of tenderness: "Xiaolan,...... Come back with me!"

When Xie Xiaolan surrounded him, he didn't feel anything, but now that Xie Xiaolan left angrily, Xiao Yuesheng looked back on the past, and the love and apology that he had accumulated poured into his heart, and his heart was full of pity, and his tone was soft and affectionate.

Hearing Xiao Yuesheng's words, Xie Xiaolan was slightly stunned, Xiaolan's title made her heart flutter, she suddenly laughed silently, and under the faint yellow light, the snow-white shell teeth shone brightly.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at her quietly, facing the cold gaze revealed in her smile, her heart hurt slightly, and it was a great sin to make a woman sad for herself.

Her smile was inexplicably sad and sarcastic, complicated and difficult to distinguish, and she glanced at the smiling man sitting opposite, still as quiet and introverted as before, wanting to suck people's minds into it, her heart was full of mixed tastes, whether it was love, hate, bitterness, sweetness, but it was not clear.

Xiao Yuesheng saw that her jade hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, but she tried her best to suppress it, and she was even more pitiful in her heart, and said in a gentle tone: "Xiaolan, follow me back to the villa,...... Be my wife!"

"Smack!"

Xie Xiaolan's expression remained unchanged, but the tea cup in her hand turned into powder, and the green and white stone powder was piled up on the table, she didn't feel anything, but her cold smile gradually changed its taste.

Her world suddenly became quiet, the sound of gurgling water was inaudible, and there was only one sentence in her ears, "Be my wife", which echoed endlessly, like thunder.

The past is coming one after another, and one by one is emerging in front of you.

His chic, his erudition, and his gentleness are like an invisible net, binding himself tightly, and the more he binds, the tighter he is, and he cannot break free

Every morning, she has to tell herself not to go to Mission Hills Villa, not to moths to the fire, but whenever she sits in front of the piano, there will always be that chic figure in front of her, which makes her uneasy, even if she stands in the distance, looking at the mountain villa covered by trees, her heart has become much fuller, she can't control her feet, always unconsciously step there, even if it is just a glance from afar.

When I see him every day, I feel that everything in the world is beautiful and lovely, even if I am deeply afraid of death, it is not so terrible.

In the room where he is, the air has become much fresher and sweeter, and when I can't see his figure and those warm eyes, the world seems to have no half of color, and my heart is empty and boring.

It's just that he is really hateful! He would rather marry a woman whom he has never met a few times, but he turns a blind eye to his affection, still smiling gently, cordial and distant, and between the two, it seems that he has built a high wall, which is insurmountable.

Gradually, every time she saw that chic figure, she hated and loved in her heart, she was stunning, saying that the matchmaker was about to step through the Snow Spring Garden, and every time she had to make a cold face to pick up people, fortunately, Jiaxing City knew her relationship with Guanlan Villa, and no one dared to use it.

It's just that Yunying is not married, and she is waiting hard, isn't it just a word from this enemy!

Now, she finally heard this sentence, but her heart was tired, and she was no longer as excited and crazy as before, and some were just helpless like making people worse.

After being hit hard by Murong Ye last time, she died once, if it wasn't for his rescue, now it is two heavens of life and death, it turns out that death is not so terrible!

Seeing him change the color of the heavens and the earth in order to save himself, she felt unusually sweet after worshipping, if he died like this, he would definitely remember himself forever......

His gaze can't stay on his body, but there is no love in that world, it is better to break grievances and settle a hundred.

So she left Mission Hills Villa, left Jiaxing City, and went straight to Lin'an City, even if she died, she would bury her bones in Lin'an, so that every time he heard the three words Lin'an City, he would remember himself, and remember that there was a woman named Xie Xiaolan.

Xiao Yuesheng quietly looked at the woman opposite, her face was constantly changing, sweet, bitter, resentful, crazy, her smile had disappeared, her eyes were blurred, and her bright eyes were like discolored amber, constantly changing colors.

"Xiaolan—?"

Xiao Yuesheng saw her crazy look, a little worried, and hurriedly drank in a deep voice.

Xie Xiaolan suddenly felt a clear drink go straight into his mind, scattering all his thoughts, his mind was empty, and his originally violently changing mood was also restored to tranquility.

The heart that was disturbed by the past suddenly calmed down, but he loved and hated the person sitting in front of him, but he couldn't ignore it.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand lightly, and a piece of jade pendant slowly flew out and rose to the side of the octagonal cage, emitting a faint blue light, but next to the lantern, the blue light was faintly visible.

The crisp sound of the river suddenly disappeared, and the inside of the boat was suddenly quiet, only the burning sound of the lantern and Xie Xiaolan's heavy breathing sounded.

"You...... Let's go, why bother with me! Why torture me, a poor woman!" The dry and trembling voice was hard to believe that it came from Xie Xiaolan's mouth.

Xiao Yuesheng just quietly looked at her changing eyes.

Xie Xiaolan also couldn't help but look at him in a daze, and the eyes of the two were intertwined for the first time.

His face was as warm as jade, his eyes were as clear as water, and his slight smile was full of warmth, which made her heartbeat and tranquility when she never stopped hiding in the Eastern Hiding Province, and the contradictions of movement and stillness were perfectly blended together, entwining her and unable to extricate herself.

She sighed in her heart, trying to take her eyes off him, her heart was cold, she remembered the poisonous oath she made when she left Jiaxing: never set foot in Mission Hills Villa, otherwise she will be a slave for generations, and she will never turn over!

Xiao Yuesheng suddenly stood up and paced two steps in front of her, although his figure was still chic, he could not hide the turmoil in his heart, and he could feel that Xie Xiaolan's heart was disheartened and boring.

Even though he can bring people back to life through the Tao, he can't change the state of mourning more than death.

After pacing for two steps, he suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed with golden light, and his originally gentle and calm face suddenly gathered with evil energy.

Full of contemplation, Xie Xiaolan, who was stunned, suddenly felt that her breathing was stagnant, the air around her seemed to be solidified, unable to be inhaled into her body, and the blood all over her body seemed to be surging backwards, which was uncomfortable.

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand, and a touch of blue light flew to his palm, and the jade pendant that was originally suspended on the side of the lantern appeared, and the silent enchantment naturally stopped.

"What kind of person!" Li Wufeng's deep voice came into the cabin, followed by the sound of the rushing river, the sound of the breaking water, and when I heard it, I knew that several oars were rowing rapidly, and the surrounding area returned to its original noise.

"Hmph!" Li Wufeng snorted coldly, as if the strings of the full moon were suddenly released, shocking people's hearts, he felt that the hull of the ship shook, and then there was a snap, and the sound of objects falling into the water was transmitted to the cabin, making Xiao Yuesheng's face slightly pale.

Xie Xiaolan took a heavy breath, her snow-white face was already red and purple, and the air frozen around her seemed to have regained its freedom.

There was no need to guess, she also knew that this strange situation must have come from the hand of that enemy.

Although her martial arts are not worth mentioning in front of Xiao Yuesheng, but when she is outside, she is a shocking master, although she has not seen the scene outside the cabin, only by hearing, she can already know the ** of ten, through the sound of breathing, she knows that there are two boats, each carrying more than a dozen people, all of them are masters, through the position of each person, only these are two big ships, they are parked on both sides of their boat, into a bag clamp, but like two adults between children,

"Owner Qiqi, someone has come to look for trouble, I don't know what to do?" Li Wufeng's voice came into the cabin low and clear.

"Kill! No one will be left!" Even Li Wufeng's voice was as cold as ice beads, and even Li Wufeng felt a slight chill in his heart, he had never seen the owner of the village so murderous.

Although Xiao Yuesheng was sitting in the boat, he could see the scene outside the cabin clearly, they chased and killed the beautiful woman in front of him, a group of men, and they actually chased and killed a weak woman, which made his already somewhat irritable mood rise a little angry, coupled with the actions of the eleven people who died before, he heard Li Wufeng's instructions, and naturally became murderous.

"Yes!" Although his heart was slightly cold, Li Wufeng still did not hesitate to answer.

Xie Xiaolan's originally purple face gradually returned to snow white, and at this time, she felt that the air was cold, and the cold air was piercing, and it went straight to her heart.

Xie Xiaolan saw that the face of the person sitting opposite him was like water, and he knew that he was very angry in his heart, and it was extremely rare for him to be angry, even if he was sneering at him in the past, he never made him angry, he just smiled at him, he was tolerating his surname, right? !

Outside the cabin, Li Wufeng stood in the wind, smiled at Aunt Sun beside him, and said: "The owner of the village has issued a nirvana order, and the villain can only carry it out, so don't blame the villain for being ruthless." ”

After that, he took out an embroidery needle from his bosom, and in the faint blue sky, he could still see its shining silver light.

"These thieves are innocent of death, the old body hates to kill none of them, Li Gongzi can make a move, and the old body can only be grateful!"

Aunt Sun said two cruel words. Then she smiled softly, looking at the silver needle in his hand, she wondered in her heart, these are his secret weapons? But it is too stingy, this silver needle into the human body, unless it is a life and death acupoint, it is tantamount to scratching.

Li Wufeng didn't say much when he saw her expression, with a soft smile on his face, he lightly flicked a silver needle between his index finger and thumb with two fingers, and with a casual flick, the silver needle disappeared suddenly, and his two fingers were lightly flicked, like the orchid fingers of the pear orchard, extremely elegant, just when he appeared on a big man, there was a little twist.

If there is a Shaolin master here, he will exclaim: "Flower finger!"

A flower is a world, a leaf is a Bodhi, and a smile is the understanding and wisdom of all the world.

The silver needle is fleeting, it is difficult to see with the naked eye, although Aunt Sun is extremely profound, she can't see where the silver needle shoots in a hurry, she looked at the four men in black shirts standing on the two boats not far away, they stared at each other, in the faint blue morning, they were all shining in the wind, and the twinkling star in the eastern sky was comparable.

Li Wufeng's hand did not stop, with a free smile on his face, his right hand was flicked calmly, his wrist was flicked, the silver needle flew and disappeared without a trace, Aunt Sun stared intently, Xiao Wuxianggong ran around her body, and finally found that the silver needle was actually shot at the water not far away, and there were people underwater!

The water here is quite turbulent, not far away gradually emerges a human body, as the river quickly floats down, Aunt Sun looked at her dark shirt, similar to the four people standing on two big boats, no wonder they stood there motionless, bluffing, but it turned out to be a plan to attack the west! This gang of thieves does have some real skills, some people are underwater, they can hide themselves, fortunately there is Li Gongzi, otherwise it is difficult to escape the difficulty of falling into the water.

Li Wufeng flicked his fingers, and shot out another needle, seeing Aunt Sun looking at him, and then looking at the silver needle, he put away that comfortable smile, replaced it with his sincere smile, checked the silver needle in his left hand, and said with a smile: "The villain's skills are not good, so he can only use the silver needle." ”

"Why don't you use an iron needle? It's too wasteful!" Although Aunt Sun was shocked by Li Wufeng's high skill, her expression was a little teasing, "Li Gongzi really deserves to be a person from Mission Hills Villa, and he is extremely worthy of your style of Mission Hills Villa!"

The luxury of Mission Hills Villa is not noticed by outsiders at all, and Aunt Sun often goes to Mission Hills Villa with the young lady, so she naturally knows a thing or two, and she can only be stunned in her heart.

At this time, the currency of the Southern Song Dynasty was still copper money, silver was scarce, only used for court rewards or settlements, one tael of silver is equivalent to two guan, that is, equivalent to two thousand copper coins, about can buy nearly 500 catties of rice, a county lord's Yulu, converted, is only about twenty taels.

Li Wufeng shot out such a silver needle, I am afraid that two or three taels of silver will be thrown out, which is enough for ordinary people's expenses for a year.

Li Wufeng picked up another silver needle in his right hand, but the smile on his face turned into a bitter smile, with a flick of his wrist, the silver needle disappeared, and Aunt Sun knew that another surname had been killed.

"Does the eldest lady think this is the silver needle of the villa?" Li Wufeng stopped and asked with a wry smile.

"Oh?" Aunt Sun was curious, picked up a wisp of green silk blown down by the river wind, and asked in surprise: "Could it be that you made it yourself out of silver?"

The two of them looked at the strong men on the big boats on both sides as if they were nothing, and they didn't look at them.

Li Wufeng glanced at the cabin and nodded: "It was made by the villain himself." ”

Aunt Sun's still bright eyes suddenly widened a little, swept him carefully, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile: "Your ship is not a black ship?"

She has a graceful demeanor, with the charm of a child, and has a sultry style in her gestures.

It's no wonder that she has some doubts, how easy it is for Li Wufeng to earn a tael of silver for this cheap job! But seeing his strength to throw a needle and kill him, he doesn't feel distressed at all, so he naturally has this kind of question.

Li Wufeng picked up another silver needle in his right hand, but he didn't shoot it, but shook it in front of his eyes, and looked at it with a plush morning color, and whispered with a wry smile: "The money I earn in a year is almost all in these silver needles." ”

"Then why do you have to make silver needles?!" Aunt Sun was puzzled, and her voice was unconsciously a little high-pitched: "Isn't it the same with iron needles?"

"Shhh ”

These rules are not secret regulations and can be told to others, but Li Wufeng was cautious, and still secretly consulted the owner of the village with the transmission of sound before saying it.

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