Ninety-Seven Outsiders (1)

The rivers and lakes finally calmed down for more than a month.

But the originally peaceful bamboo garden couldn't calm down for more than a day.

"Girl, where did you hide my wine again?"

"It's back to the wind seniors!"

"You!"

"Don't scold! You drink secretly, I'll tell my brother!"

"Dare to take away Lao Tzu's wine? Don't you want to learn swords?"

"If you don't give, you don't give, you don't give! The wind seniors will also teach me, who is rare!"

"Sister Xuehai is not bad at all, the master just shouldn't steal the master's wine!

It's been restless for a while.

Feng Ruohan frowned, Liu Siren smiled generously, but wherever there is Chu Xuehai, it can't be stopped, not to mention that now there is more Xie Junhe to accompany her to fool around, and there is a little little man fishing in troubled waters. While laughing, Liu Siren was helpless: "I don't know what the young master thinks, let us two old bones accompany a group of dolls." ”

"The young master has always been demonic. Feng Ruohan sighed faintly, "Old Liu, haven't you noticed that Xie Jun is very different?"

"His heart is not dead after all-" Liu Siren looked at the solemn black shadow and actually held up the bird's nest on the tree at the end of the day, it was really an accident, "However, the road ahead is boundless, and I don't know the danger...... "But after all, this level, this iron man has finally survived." The two looked at each other and smiled. I am used to seeing the blood-soaked rivers and lakes, and suddenly I see the life revived under the watering of blood, and I have a kind of surprise.

When Chu Tao's horse's hooves knocked on the path outside the bamboo fence again, he almost didn't recognize the ruffian.

The straw-like beard was finally trimmed, the unkempt hair was finally combed into a bunch, and at last someone urged him every day to sweep away the dust of his face like the bottom of the stove. It's still not changed to be black, but at least the upper won't open the line. Chu Tao saw that he was dancing a sword, and deliberately stayed outside the firewood for a while, but saw that the cold light and the black shadow were blended, walking like electricity, stopping like a mountain, lying like a tiger, and jumping like an eagle. It's a lot smarter, and it's sharper a lot.

Before he could approve it, Xie Junhe had already discovered him, put away his sword, and nodded and smiled at him rarely.

Chu Tao's eyes flashed: "Finally stop being a savage?"

"That's my credit!" Xue Hai rushed out of the house to ask for credit, holding a sweat towel in his hand. Stretched out his hand and handed it to Xie Junhe, who was sweating profusely.

Chu Tao stared at Chu Xuehai like a monster, pondered for a long time, and then glanced at Xie Junhe, who was inexplicably stunned, and suddenly smiled loudly: "Growing so big, except for pranks, I haven't served me a decent cup of tea, why are you so well-behaved in the blink of an eye?"

"Huh, well-behaved?" Xie Junhe sneered.

"Brother!" Xue Hai blushed for a moment, glared and pouted, and ran far away to the back of the house.

"Just be shy in a word, don't want the sugar gourd?" Chu Tao said deliberately aloud.

"Whoosh" to the ground, and a stone flew in front of you. Chu Tao was defenseless, he didn't have time to dodge, he raised his hand to volley into the air, and the stone suddenly turned to the back of his hand, but fortunately he lacked a little strength.

"Heh!" This was really completely unexpected, Chu Tao gave the sugar gourd in his hand to Mo'er, and said to Xie Junhe in a deep voice: "You really have to pass it on!"

"Not happy?"

"Nonsense, it's okay for you to use this trick to toss my pigeon, and now you taught my sister to use this trick to fight back her brother!" A punch slammed into Xie Junhe's shoulder.

Xie Junhe held back a smile: "It's not that you don't know that she has a big temper, who asked you to make fun of her?"

"Who really made her have a heart......" Chu Tao stretched his intoxicating gaze meaningfully, as clear as sake, "What is on her mind, can I really not know?" His gaze slowly fell on Xie Junhe. Xie Junhe seemed to understand, but he didn't understand, he looked up at the sky very uncomfortably, turned to Mo'er again, and said with a wry smile: "What's on your mind?

Another elbow hit landed on Xie Junhe's shoulder.

"Hey, it hurts! Pretending to be Sven and beating people?"

"You said this Sven is pretending!"

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.