"Hey, what am I doing? Are you going to praise me? The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The wind shook for a while, but Miyamoto Lanyi seemed to have completely fainted, and his face became even paler, and he seemed to be angry."

Feng Yiyang helplessly grabbed Miyamoto Lanyi's slender wrist, checked the pulse, and concluded his guess, now he needs to find a place to put it down, it is best to find the second senior brother to prescribe her medicine and prick a few needles, so that she can wake up early and finish praising herself.

Looking around in anguish, a large street stretched left and right, with an inn in front and a courtyard with six doors behind it.

As soon as the wind lifted and thought for a while, he picked up Miyamoto Ranyi's clothes horizontally, rose upside down out of thin air, floated through the two-story high wall, and fell into the courtyard.

Not long after the wind was gone, Miyamoto Yuichi pushed open the window from the second floor and sat on the windowsill, overlooking the bluestone street that he had overlooked for a long time.

It was early afternoon, the sun was shining, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street, only a lone flagpole remained, and the little er who swept the floor just now didn't know where to go, and the broom was thrown aside at will.

The sun shone brightly on Miyamoto Yuichi's slightly pale face, and today's face, with a slight anxiety, deep eyes, unconsciously floated towards the north side of the street.

On the north side of the street is the direction of the south gate of the palace.

Looking up at the position of the sun, Miyamoto Yuichi's two thin eyebrows furrowed, and the folding fan in his hand unconsciously clicked on his chin.

When Miyamoto was in a daze, a hurried step caught his attention, and he turned his head, only to see a pale blue shadow in the air.

Miyamoto stared at the man with interest.

It was a petite teenager, dressed in light blue clothes, carrying a simple long sword on his back, breathing rapidly, as if he was hiding from someone.

Almost instantly, Miyamoto Yuichi's expression froze in an instant, his jaw fell to the windowsill with an extremely untemperamental attitude, his eyes stared at the ancient long sword on the young man's body, and the two eyeballs seemed to burst out.

At this moment, two phantom shadows swept through the air at a faster speed, one blocked in front of the petite boy, a fat man in white, and the other in the back, blocking the retreat, a scholar in blue clothes.

Miyamoto glanced at it, and his pupils contracted.

I only heard the petite young man turn around and cross his waist with one hand, and his willow eyebrows were upside down and shouted at the scholar: "You two are not annoying, why do you always follow me?"

It looks very fierce, but the voice is soft and crisp, and it is indescribably good.

The scholar stepped forward and said politely, "Girl, you took my junior brother's sword, please return it." ”

The petite boy's eyes flickered, but his mouth was still domineering: "What a sword, I haven't seen it, don't wronged me." ”

"Girl, it's the one on your back. The scholar clenched his fists and smiled, still polite, and couldn't find fault with his every move.

The petite boy rolled his eyes, smiled slyly and said, "Whoever you say the sword belongs to it, you call the sword to try, if it answers, I will return it to you." ”

Unexpectedly, the green-shirted scholar walked in front of the young man with a serious face, and said calmly to the sword: "Sword and sword, if you have a spirit, you will promise me." ”

There was no sound for a long time.

A breeze blew, and everyone's clothes fluttered gently.

Still no sound.

The scholar in the green shirt coughed with an embarrassed face.

The petite boy originally thought that this scholar had some backhand, but at this time, seeing the other party's stupid appearance, he put his mind at ease and said triumphantly: "Startle me, I thought you could really make the sword speak, but it turned out to be a nerd." ”

~~ "I'm here!" When the petite boy was proud, there was a broken cry in her ears, which scared her into a scream, covered her ears and squatted down.

Immediately after that, there was no movement for half a day.

The little boy turned his head cautiously, only to see the fat man squatting behind him with a smile on his face, and the sudden voice just now was probably from his handwriting.

The scholar in the green shirt walked up and said with a smile: "My junior brother, it is very coincidental, his name is Bao Jian, his name is Jiang Weihan, girl, the sword you are holding is my little junior brother's beloved thing, please return it without hesitation, Jiang has thanked me here." ”

The little boy stared at the fat man named Bao Jian for a long time, and suddenly flattened his mouth, and cried out with a wow.

This cry, Bao Jian and Jiang Weihan immediately panicked, Bao Jian looked at her dry eyes dumbfounded, Jiang Weihan originally wanted to reach out and gently pat her back, but the hand was halfway out and retracted, and the hand was raised in the air, not knowing where to put it, and comforted in his mouth:

"Girl, don't cry, Jiang will give you a sword when you go back, this sword is really my junior brother's beloved thing, please forgive me." ”

The little boy cried and complained: "Woo woo, what kind of sin has this girl created, I ...... when I meet you two evil stars, I No, you can wait a while~"

The little boy wiped away the tears on his face three or two times, turned his head to stare at a pair of big watery eyes and asked, "What did you call me just now?"

Jiang Weihan was stunned by her, and said naturally: "I called you just now, girl, what's wrong, is there anything overstepping?"

The little boy pointed to his nose, widened his eyes and asked angrily, "Why do you call me girl, you are blind, don't you see that I am a man?"

"Oh~, you said this," Jiang Weihan smiled leisurely, with a confident expression on his face, and said slowly:

"Well, although Jiang is not talented, he also feels quite involved in medical skills, although you are dressed as a man, but whether it is from the flow of qi and blood, the sound of the pulse, or even sometimes an action, Jiang can deduce that the girl is not a man. ”

The little boy stared stunned for a while, and while Jiang Weihan was not paying attention, he suddenly made a nimble and neat inverted somersault, and then landed lightly on the ground behind Bao Jian, and was about to jump forward.

With a thud, he slammed his head against a wall of flesh, took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

The little boy had gold stars in his eyes, his hands covered his head, and he looked up groggyly, and the fat man named Bao Jian stood in front of him with a smile, and his extremely honest face was like a ghost in the eyes of the little boy at this time.

"Hmph, you deceive people too much," the little boy stood up and stomped his feet, his left hand standing in front of him, and his right hand pointing behind his sword, putting on a desperate posture.

When Jiang Weihan saw this posture, the gentle smile on his face disappeared, his expression changed greatly, he took a step back suddenly, raised his hand sideways, and put on a posture of seriously facing the enemy.

At this time, the three of them finally faced away from each other or sideways to the Six Winds Inn.

So, at this moment, a black light quietly and silently slid down from the second floor of the six winds, and swept a graceful arc in the air, straight towards the little boy.

Jiang Weihan frowned and stared, all his energy was on the young man (girl), and he didn't realize it.