Although Xiang Qianren is a self-proclaimed reader, he usually likes to listen to the anecdotes of the rivers and lakes told by Mr. Storyteller when he has nothing to do.

He followed the gun-bearing man all the way, dotting out seven or eight streets, and he was even more secretly surprised in his heart.

The middle-aged knight didn't seem to be very fast, but he ran desperately, and he could only hang his back, and he couldn't take a step closer.

"This hero is really weird!"

Xiang Qianren was curious, and his footsteps were even more non-stop, but his body was not strong, and he ran around, only to feel that his legs were gradually sore, and he gradually slackened.

Seeing that the middle-aged knight's back was getting farther and farther away, Xiang Qianqian was anxious, so he shouted loudly in spite of it: "The hero in front, please stay!

"Seniors! seniors!"

Xiang Qianren shouted a few words, and the middle-aged chivalrous man ignored it, strode away, and walked faster and faster. He was very depressed when he couldn't catch up with people. But he was reluctant to give up, and still tried his best to follow. Suddenly, a small figure came out of an alley, Xiang Qianren ran a little harder, couldn't hold his foot, and collided with the other party head-on. I could only hear, ouch, a coquettish cry of pain. He pressed the other party firmly under him.

When he looked closely, he recognized that it was the famous handsome widow in the town, the only daughter of Widow Li, Li Muzi.

Li Muzi's father went to urinate since he was a child, and he didn't even have time to pick a name for her when he went, her mother didn't have much culture, so she made do with such a strange name, Li Muzi is like her mother, a full beauty embryo at a young age, with a gentle surname and generous surname. Studying in private with Xiang Qianren, he often saw his classmates get together and say that Li Muzi was the goddess of heaven in his mind.

Xiang Qianren actually likes her too, the kind of like from the bottom of his heart, but he has self-knowledge in his heart, knowing that this white swan is not something that his toad can eat, so whenever his classmates get together to discuss Li Muzi, he just stands silently on the side, smiling and not speaking.

In fact, when there is no one, he will also fantasize that he will become famous one day, riding a high-headed horse and returning to his hometown, surrounded by evil slave officers and soldiers to open the way, gongs and drums are beating loudly, at that time the whole Zhuangzi came to slap himself, Li Muzi also fell into his arms, saying that he would go home with him to be the daughter-in-law of the Xiang family.

And every time he thought of this, he would slap himself hard, and then spit out.

He is humble, but he also yearns for it with difficulty.

Xiang Qianren happened to fall on Li Muzi's body at this time, the girl's delicate and soft body pressed him to the ground, and he frowned slightly for a while, and he couldn't ease up. He got up, but he was not evil-hearted, and hurriedly helped Li Muzi up, his face turned red, and he said again and again: "I was reckless just now, I took a step in advance, and I will apologize to you when I come back!"

Before Li Muzi could speak, he saw Xiang Qianren flee in a smoke, and he disappeared in a few breaths.

After running a long distance, he stopped and gasped for breath, only to feel his heart beating wildly and at a loss. I wanted to look back, but I was afraid of seeing Li Muzi staring at him with a cold face of disgust, so I didn't look back.

Therefore, he didn't see it, Li Muzi looked at his back and paused slightly, bit his lip and muttered, "Fool, turn back." I'll stay, only after you turn around!"

The town is not big, there are only dozens of small streets, after this delay, Xiang Qianren ran several streets, only to see the middle-aged chivalrous man again, the middle-aged chivalrous man sat on a tea stall, the spear on his back has been taken off by him, inserted on the ground beside him, a large jar of plum wine on a table of eight immortals, and he did not order, he poured himself a drink.

Although Xiang Qianren is young, he is a very decisive person, and he shouted loudly from afar: "Don't leave, senior, the kid has a few things to ask!"

This time, the middle-aged knight did not leave as before, but the expression on his face was blank, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Xiang Qianren ran close in a few steps, opened his mouth two or three times, but didn't know what to say.

However, the middle-aged knight, whose voice was hoarse, like a broken gold and iron rubbing, asked first: "I don't know what happened to you, a little boy, how many times you called me?"

As soon as the middle-aged chivalrous man spoke, he came back to his senses and said respectfully: "The boy saw that his predecessors were walking like flying, which was not ordinary, and he had the heart to ask for help." I want to ask my seniors to take me as an apprentice and sneak into the Dao!"

The middle-aged knight was speechless for a long time, but a strange light shot out of his eyes, Xiang Qianren only felt that when he was looked at by this middle-aged knight, all the organs of his body seemed to be pierced, and his mind was even more drowsy.

Although Xiang Qianren flew away, his mind was very resolute, and under the thaumaturgy of the middle-aged knight, he did not flinch.

The middle-aged knight was quite surprised, this kid was not bad, he could actually hold up his own secret method of the Demon Dao. Originally, he was passing by this place for something, and he didn't have the idea of accepting disciples, and he didn't know how to move in his heart, and said: "You kid is not bad, although his roots are poor, it is rare to have a clever heart, strong spiritual sense, and he is also a good material for cultivation. I'm going to stay here for a while, and if you're really willing, you'll go to the ruined temple outside the city to find me, remember, it's outdated. ”

Xiang Qianqian was stunned, although he had the heart to learn some skills from this middle-aged knight, but he never thought of running away from home. The meaning of this middle-aged chivalrous man is clearly to take him away, how can he explain this to his parents?

Xiang Qianren hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to make up his mind, turned his head, and looked at the middle-aged chivalrous man with wide eyes.

The middle-aged chivalrous man frowned, puzzled.

Xiang Qianren stretched out his hand and pointed to the spear that the middle-aged knight had inserted in the ground beside him.

Obviously, in Xiang Qianren's opinion, no matter what decision he makes, he has to touch this real gun.

In fact, what child doesn't have a dream in his heart?

The middle-aged chivalrous man paused, then smiled, generously pulled out his spear, and handed it to the young man.

The young man wiped his hands on his body, his eyes full of joy and surprise, and reached out to hold the heavy spear.

He closed his eyes in enjoyment, as if he were an intimate lover

When I was sixteen years old, I hugged a gun, and I thought I had hugged the whole country.

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