MTL - Sword of Coming-Chapter 1042 A flower blooms in the spring

The village school is by the water, there is a plum tree in the ancient stream, people are standing next to the tree at the foot of the cloud, the sound of the water and the color of the plum blossoms, all race to see you.

There are thousands of green bamboos in the mountains. When night falls, it will be a different scenery. The flowing water and bright moonlight melt into a stream of snow.

Under the eaves of the school, Yu Mian gave a thousand blessings, and Yu Yu didn't seem to get out of the way anymore.

Chen Pingan nodded in greeting with them, then cupped his fists with his two colleagues, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Feng, I made the two seniors laugh, and I teach in the hall. If there is something wrong with this junior, I hope you can give me some advice. "

There were outsiders present, and the two masters nodded solemnly. After listening to the lecture for half an hour here, this old record is still the same as it is. He is young and has a big tone. Oh, a teacher who has never been gilded in the county school, dare to say anything about his achievements and show off his articles. ? In order to attract Meng Tong to earn a little more money, there are many tricks, and it is worthy to be an upright person? It seems that in order to be able to make a good impression in front of this group of foreigners, I really want to go out and don't have any shame.

The governor of Yunzhou, Pei Tong, and the general of Yunzhou, Chu Liang, each saluted silently, and they did not rush to report their identities. The two frontier officials each had their own thoughts and what Pei Tong thought in his heart. The man in front of him was the close disciple of Wen Sheng, the national teacher Cui Yu and the younger brother of Mr. Qi from Shanya Academy? The military general Chu Liang was thinking, the gentle and elegant teacher in front of him, with a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes, is really the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the latest person to engrave the word "Ping"?

Seeing that guy squinted at him with a half-smile, Zhao Yao was a little helpless. You can talk to anyone, but you care about me, so you hold grudges like that? Didn't you just make a harmless joke when you were in the capital of Dali? Seeing that the other party didn't intend to let him go, Zhao Shilang had to bite the bullet and softly called "Little Master Uncle". Seeing that Chen Ping'an showed a relieved look of "the elders in the family see the future", Zhao Yao sighed, you are of high seniority, so bear with you.

During the quarter-hour break after class, the Mengtong children were a little restrained because there were such a large group of outsiders, and they were all rich. The children were not as noisy as usual, and they were timid. While pretending to flip through the book, they looked at the fresh scene outside the window. The boys paid more attention to the scar on Chu Liang's neck, while the girls secretly observed the clothes of the two women.

Chen Ping'an led everyone to the lobby of his residence to take a seat. An old table of the Eight Immortals was bought with money from the villagers, and Zhao Shuxia was asked to make tea to entertain guests. After Chen Ping'an introduced the identity of this disciple to Song He, Apologetically, he said, "You guys came a little earlier, and it's not time to pick Mingqian tea. These are the grain rain teas from last year, and it will be a little bit."

The master, Han Yu and Tong Sheng, Feng Yuanting, were reluctant to leave too early, and just heard Chen Ji's active invitation.

Ning Ji didn't dare to disturb the gentleman's hospitality, but just stood by the stone-carved sundial in the drying field.

The two disciples, Zhao Shuxia is somewhat similar to the kind of disciples who are in need to serve them and accompany them. Ning Ji, however, is a serious student who has recently been transferred to a village school, just like Meng Tong.

Chen Ping'an beckoned to Ning Ji, Ning Ji trotted into the room, Chen Ping'an said with a smile, "It's a student I just accepted, An Ning Ning, Auspicious Auspicious, it's a good name.

Ning Ji smiled and bowed to everyone.

Everyone in the room paid more attention to this dark boy named Ning Ji.

Only Zhao You looked at Zhao Shuxia, who was taciturn but did not give off the impression of being withdrawn.

Because there were two teachers from neighboring villages, the host and guest didn't talk much about business. Chen Ping'an apologized after drinking a bowl of tea, and he had to go to class. He took Ning Ji out of the house and asked Zhao Shuxia to stay. Chat with guests.

After Chen Ping'an left, Song He took the initiative to ask the two old masters about the school in Wuxi Village.

On the side of Peer Chenji, the two old men still put on airs, but on the side of these foreigners who can't figure out the details, the two masters are not so casual, especially the man surnamed Song who is vaguely headed. , It seems that he has a few kilograms of official energy, so when he asks and answers, it is like being asked about his homework by his husband. Yu Mian tugged at the corner of His Majesty's clothes under the table, and Song He stopped talking and turned to ask about gossip about farming time and local folklore.

After the school was over today, the two old masters had already resigned and were far away from the school. Feng Yuanting tugged at the collar of his Confucian shirt, exhaled, and said tentatively, the surname Song is not a clerk in the prefecture. the official, right? Han Yu pretended to be calm and smiled, and looked back at the direction of the school. It is hard to say how big an official is, but one thing is certain, this person must be from a noble family from the north. Feng Yuanting couldn't help but wonder how these children of aristocratic families knew Chen Ji. Han Yu thought for a moment, and said that the person might be a noble person with old traces. Feng Yuanting muttered, "Good boy, it's really lucky to step on shit.

Chen Pingan was the host, so he naturally sat on the main seat facing the door. Song and Yu Mian sat on a bench, opposite Pei Tong, Chu Liang and Yu Yu.

Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji sat opposite their respective masters, and Zhao Shilang, who was the same generation as them, sat next to Zhao Shuxia, relatively close to Yu Yu on the other side of the table.

After a few greetings, when it was time to eat, Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Home-cooked food, are you used to eating it? In the mountains and fields, the year-round hard work is inevitably spicy and salty. I have similar tastes, and it's nothing. Do as the locals do.”

If you're not used to it, there's nothing you can do. Here is Chen Ping'an, an ordinary master, but he didn't plan to make an exception for this group of people and move to Luopo Mountain to entertain guests.

Song He Wenyan immediately looked at the queen beside her, she nodded with a smile, and Song He said, "Yes, we are all fine."

Chen Ping'an stood up, "Then I'll cook a few small dishes myself, maybe I'm not good at craftsmanship, please forgive me."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yao was a little settled.

Chu Liang was a rude man and didn't think there was anything wrong. Pei Tong was a careful person, and noticed that Chen Ping'an seemed to have changed a bit, and there was no such indifference that the two sides were doing business and seeing off guests after speaking.

It didn't take long for Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji, who helped out, to bring the dishes to the table. It's hard to say that they were full of color and flavor. Among them, several plates of seasonal vegetables looked light.

Chen Ping'an took off his apron in the kitchen, Ning Ji brought two kinds of wine, soil burning and glutinous rice. Yu Yu carefully looked at the face of the young hidden official. She said with her conscience that she would just drink some glutinous rice wine.

Chen Pingan picked up the wine bowl and said with a smile, "It's all optional. I'll do one first."

Song He also finished drinking a bowl of soil burnt, but his face flushed with choking, and he quickly turned his head to cover his mouth. Pei Tong and Chu Liang wanted to say something, but they still held back.

For some reason, when they arrived at the school and met the teacher, they were like... leaving the country and officialdom of Dali.

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything, and took the lead in picking up chopsticks and persuading everyone to eat.

Song Hexian explained why he came here, so that Heshen Gaojiu and Yu Huiting could "choose dishes" out, so that Chen Ping'an would not misunderstand them.

Chen Pingan smiled, listened patiently, and nodded occasionally.

Song He hesitated for a moment, but said straight to the point: "Mr. Chen, I took the liberty to come here this time, and I still want to persuade me. I hope that Mr. Chen can reconsider the matter at the wedding banquet in Beijing last time."

Chen Ping'an took a chopstick of the dish, chewed it slowly, nodded and said, "From today onwards, I will consider it carefully."

Song He's face was full of surprise, and he was ready to eat a closed door today. He never thought that he could eat Mr. Chen's home-cooked food, drink at the same table, and even didn't directly reject his proposal. You must know that the last time Chen Ping'an brought a "stranger" into the palace, and the vision was full of visions, but the Da Liqin Tianjian was very frightened. Song He misunderstood that Chen Ping'an and Da Li Song's family had completely broken up, so that during this period of time, it seemed that the empress dowager Nan Zhuang, who was a little guilty, was on his side or on his daughter-in-law Yu Mian's side. , are too polite... the mother-in-law who is still in charge.

After a pause, Chen Ping'an continued: "The reason for the hesitation before, aside from some personal grievances and old accounts, must be settled first, and the main reason is that Brother Cui once said some serious things to me, and he said it very directly. It's just a few words, to the effect that I am not suitable to be the national teacher of Da Li at all, because he thinks that I am a layman who is cocooning himself and has only a self-confessed 'he Mei'. Heart ', I'm not qualified to talk about opening up the situation or creating a new atmosphere. I also said that I was on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Array formation, so my role in the Great Wall of Sword Qi is just the icing on the cake. It is not a help in the snow. If he is in the same position to do the same thing, then my position in the summer palace, that is, the role of so-and-so, is indeed there. It's better, but it doesn't matter if it doesn't, it just doesn't matter."

As soon as these words were thrown out by Chen Ping'an, it was probably because Chen Ping'an was reciting Cui Yu's words, or because the words "Sword Qi Great Wall" and "Summer Palace" weighed heavily on everyone's heart. Therefore, whether it is Emperor Song He, or Pei Tong, Chu Liang, and other officials of the frontier who aspired to the title of Shangzhu Kingdom and Patrol Envoy, they all held their breath subconsciously and straightened their backs.

Chen Ping'an smiled to himself and said, "The truth is such a truth, but I think it's okay to keep my business. It's not too bad to be entrusted by others and keep the promise."

There are no stupid people here today, except for the young Ning Ji, who is ignorant of the world.

As a senior brother, if you say that you are not good, then it is not good, don't make any achievements and be stubborn with me, but this is between brothers and sisters. My little junior brother, if something happens in the future, I still have to be on top.

Saying that you can't do it is worth my Cui Yu's words. The others are even less capable. Those in the Dali Dynasty who think they can't do it, and those who think they can't do it, are actually not okay.

Therefore, when Chen Ping'an went to the capital of Dali last time, in addition to solving the shards of the porcelain, he just wanted to see with his own eyes whether Senior Brother Cui had arranged a candidate for the next national teacher, such as Zhao Yao.

After a meal of wine and dinner, it was the queen Yu Mian who took the initiative to clean up the dishes and Yu Yu, who felt that she had to act on the side of the young hermit.

After the dinner table, Chen Ping'an invited the emperor and the two local officials in charge of the military and political affairs of a prefecture, and of course, the nephew Zhao Yao, to sit in his study and chat with each other over tea.

It was only after a chat that I learned that the grandfather and father of the prefect Pei Tong were originally from the Jingcheng Old Shanya Academy, where Qi Jingchun served as the mountain chief. Of course, it has now been changed to the Chunshan Academy sponsored by the government.

Seeing that his colleague, Inspector Pei, was chatting and laughing with the young hidden official, Chu Liang was a little anxious, and after thinking about it, there was really nothing close to Chen Ping's.

Yu Mian stood at the door of the side room, bent his fingers, and knocked gently on the door.

Chen Ping'an, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, turned his head and shouted with a smile, "Yu Yu, bring a bench in."

Chen Ping'an crossed Erlang's legs and hugged his knees with his hands. When he spoke, his feet were already on the ground.

There were only two official hat seats in the house, and Chen Ping'an and His Majesty the Emperor simply gave it to Pei Tong and Chu Liang, and the two of them sat on the edge of the bed.

Chu Liang wanted to give up the seats to the Empress and Yu Yu, but was stopped by Pei Tong's eyes, and he was very particular about who would sit in the chair with your **** warm? What a system!

Yu Yu moved a bench beside the Eight Immortals Table into the house and sat side by side with the Empress.

Song He, who had guessed what he was thinking, shook his head, indicating that Yu Mian's matter could be postponed.

It was rare for the Empress to insist on her own opinion, her eyes were firm, Song He sighed softly, and had no choice but to nod her head.

Yu Mian said: "There is something, I have to apologize to Mr. Chen, and then ask Mr. to help."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter."

Yu Mian took out the bracelet, which was strung with rhinoceros beads, from his sleeve. Yu Yu hurriedly grabbed it, got up and handed it to Lord Yinguan.

Chen Pingan took the bracelet and said, "A few of them were indeed banned by Xiao Mo's swordsmanship. When I look back, I will ask him to remove the ban, and then let Wei Shanjun help return the items to the Lord."

Yu Mian breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Mr. Chen.

Song He was even more relieved.

That confused account, Mr. Chen's so-called obsolete account, even if it has been uncovered? Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and there are many things that are really difficult for an honest official to do housework. Even if he is the honor of the ninety-five, the king of a country in the Dali Dynasty, he is still the son of the Queen Mother Nanzhang after all.

Since Chen Ping'an mentioned Wei Bo, Song He took advantage of the situation to chat about the Five Mountains Fengzheng.

Chen Ping'an didn't say more details, but Yu Yu laughed and joked, just look at Wei Shanjun's true face once, and you will understand why the men on the mountain like to look at the mirror.

Pei Tong just pretended he didn't understand the banter of the Yu family girl, after all, the Empress was in the house. Chu Liang didn't have so many contortions, and grinned on the spot. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Pei Shishi sitting there looking at his nose, nose, nose and heart, and he was a little embarrassed. The general hurriedly shifted his gaze a little. Seeing that the young hidden official and His Majesty the Emperor were laughing, Chu Liang giggled in a foolish way. They were all great gentlemen. Lord Chief Inspector, why are you pretending to be a gentleman here? . Knife and pen officials, don't care how big the official hat on the head is, it is not as refreshing as those who really use knives on horseback.

Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji were busy washing dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

The boy lowered his voice and asked cautiously, "Brother Zhao, those people?"

Zhao Shuxia smiled indifferently and said, "You guessed right, it is His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress. As for the two officials beside them, they are probably Inspector Pei and General Chu from Yunzhou."

The young man smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, does this mean that there is a great scholar in the book, and there is no white ding in the relationship?"

Zhao Shuxia laughed dumbly.

Ning Ji immediately changed his tune and said, "No, sir, since he has distant relatives in the mountains, he is even more so, 'I have no time in my heart, and Qingchuan is like this.'"

Zhao Shuxia couldn't help but teased: "Ning Ji, he is very good at learning and applying now. The younger brother must think that you are a piece of material that can be made. It is estimated that he will inevitably teach you some unique skills of Luopo Mountain in the future."

Ning Ji stretched out his palm, which was covered in sweat.

Zhao Shuxia smiled and said, "I've seen Headmaster Lu, so you don't have to be so nervous."

Ning Ji pondered a little and felt that Zhao Shuxia's statement was indeed reasonable.

Ning Ji asked curiously, "Senior brother Cui is obviously Mr.'s first student, so why do you call him junior brother and senior sister Pei?"

Zhao Shuxia shook his head and said, "I don't know, the younger brother seems to be unwilling to be a senior when he first met the master. He insisted that Senior Sister Pei call him Junior Senior Sister, so he called Senior Sister Pei and Senior Sister Pei. of."

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The spring breeze is full of mountains and can't be closed. The sunset and the moon rise, birds fly on the eaves, clouds come out of the windows, and the wind passes for the king to make a sound of pine.

In the lonely mountain, in the courtyard of the old cook, Xie Gou was sitting on the steps, watching Xiao Mo knitting a bamboo dustpan with Mr. Zhu. She felt that Xiao Mo, who was focused on doing things, looked in a mess, she swallowed her saliva and held back. With the urge to be hungry, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the mink hat on his head. He was in high spirits, and without any reason he said, "Little Mo, last time I left Luopo Mountain without authorization, you didn't worry about me, let me do things by myself, I Very happy!"

Xiao Mo hesitated for a moment, but said honestly, "It was the young master who told me not to follow you."

Zhu Lian lowered his head and rolled his eyes.

It's hard to teach an uneducated elm knot. You Xiaomo are in the same path as men and women. Anyone who has one-tenth of his own swordsmanship skills will not be stupid enough to tell the truth.

Xie Gou seemed to be still elated, his arms crossed his chest, raised his head high, and said loudly, "I don't care about this, as long as you don't follow me, I'll be happy!"

Xiao Mo said: "Young master persuaded me like this, and I think it makes some sense."

It's all true.

Xie Gou twitched his nose and said in a low voice, "Xiao Mo Xiao Mo, if you say that, I'll be happier!"

Zhu Lian shook his head and continued to weave the bamboo dustpan skillfully.

Don't look at this pair of men and women, one is older than the other, more than 10,000 years old, in fact, among the flowers of love between men and women, they are just two chicks.

One has to raise his voice to cover up his loss. He says he doesn't care about this, but can he ignore it in his heart? The other one can't hear it at all, is it a fool.

It's a good match, in fact, it's quite right.

Xie Gou's eyes were sharp, and he wondered: "Mr. Zhu, what do you have different opinions? Who are we and who, let's hear it."

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "No problem, I just think it's disgusting that you are so affectionate with me in my yard."

Xiao Mo's face.

Xie Gou laughed and shook his shoulders. She was not ashamed but proud of the old cook's evaluation, "Hey, I'm sick to death."

Zhu Lian didn't care about the sable-cap girl, but reminded Xiao Mo, "Xiao Mo, you just look young, you are a lot of age, take it easy, don't let the old house catch fire."

Xiao Mo became more and more embarrassed, what was this all about.

Xie Gou Yi Boxing Palm, Mr. Zhu speaks with knowledge, and it is not pleasing to the ear at first, but in fact, every word is in the heart!

Our family is a good place. The more I stay, the more comfortable I feel. I feel very comfortable every day. It’s not that the family doesn’t enter the house, and they don’t leave!

Xie Gou asked, "Mr. Zhu, do you think I have a chance of winning a battle with that Chen Zhuoliu?"

Zhu Lian asked back with a smile, "Are you working hard?"

Xie Gou grinned and said: "The visitor is a guest, what are you trying to do, just learn from each other."

Zhu Lian said: "There is no chance of winning."

Xie Gou asked, "How about desperately?"

Zhu Lian said: "There is no chance of winning."

Xie Gou's eyes resented: "What nonsense."

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "You talk nonsense first."

Xie Gou was not even angry, and nodded to himself: "It seems that I have to practice swords well."

First there was Lu Yan, whose Taoist name was Chunyang, and then there was the scholar Li Xisheng, and now there was another Chen Zhuoliu, who made a similar Buddhist vow to prove Taoism.

Well, the masters of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are all complete.

Xiao Mo asked, "Mr. Zhu, will your son serve as Da Li's new national teacher?"

The movement of the Yanzhou Prefecture in Yunzhou could not be concealed from Xiao Mo in Luopao Mountain.

Zhu Lian stopped his movements and thought for a while, "Yes."

Xiao Mo wondered, "Why?"

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Young Master always likes to make things difficult for himself."

Thank you dog for slandering endlessly, what kind of answer is this.

Gao Jun walked alone to this point, hesitating for a while, but he still walked into the yard. He was familiar with the door and the road, so he picked a bamboo chair and sat not far from Zhu Lian.

Zhu Lian greeted her with a smile and nodded, continuing the previous topic, "If you want to be a good person, don't you just need to make yourself difficult all the time?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said, "When you hear people's kindness, you raise your suspicions, and when you listen to people's evil, you believe them. This is full of murderous intentions. When such murderous intentions are combined, the good thoughts will retreat. That's why the goodness and the evil are not done, so it is so good and difficult. "

Zhu Lian nodded and said, "It's easier to know than to do it. The difficulty is that if you really want to make a certain truth, you need to set up too many other truths next to it, and tear down many of the original truths. It's more difficult to go back and forth."

Xie Gou hurriedly praised: "Xiao Mo Xiao Mo, you are indeed someone who has heard Buddha's teachings with your own ears!"

Xiao Mo said helplessly, "It used to be only a passing ear, but it never came to my heart. Looking back now, it's really a pity."

Gao Jun's eyelids trembled.

To say that the girl with the mink hat is very likely to be nonsense.

But that "Mr. Mo" who made an excellent impression on anyone was never the kind of serious scholar who spoke big words.

Then Zhu Lian asked a strange question, "Xiao Mo, Miss Xie, Master Gao, do you like to study arithmetic?"

Xiao Mo said: "I can't talk about liking, I'm following the young master, I'm familiar with it, I have a rough understanding, but I'm still a layman."

It was rare for Xie Gou to be silent, and she was least interested in arithmetic because of the three teachings and hundreds of schools.

In fact, Qi practitioners on the mountain, more or less, almost cannot get around the knowledge of arithmetic.

But Xie Gou may be one of the few exceptions. As for swordsmanship, it is enough to practice swordsmanship with your eyes closed, and you don't need to turn over a book.

Gao Jun said: "There are similar courses in the sect, but I usually only occasionally study arithmetic and hexagrams."

Zhu Lian said indifferently: "Maybe all free transfers are in pursuit of the greatest common divisor."

Xiao Mo was thoughtful. .

Xie Gou glanced at Xiao Mo, and she pretended to be thoughtful.

Gao Jun couldn't help but ask a question that had been in his heart for a long time. This question, since the first day she left Lotus Root Blessed Land, climbed Luopao Mountain, and learned that the old cook's name was "Zhu Lian", she wanted to get one. The definitive answer.

"Zhu Lian, are you really Zhu Lian?"

Xie Gou couldn't help laughing out loud. Can you ask such a silly question?

Zhu Lian asked back, "Why does Sect Leader Gao ask this question?"

Gao Jun's pretty face turned slightly red, but he hesitated.

It turned out that in the secret library of the Hushan Sect of Songlai Country, there was a portrait of a certain person, and there were more than one portraits, all of them were the hands of the senior women of the Hushan Sect, and they were all recognized as great beauties by the Hushan Sect.

The noble son Zhu Lian, the most exiled immortal, is the most talented in the world, and his style is unparalleled and unmatched.

In addition, this "Martial Madman" was the number one person in the world before Ding Ying of the Demon Sect, and the history is not too long, so the Hushan faction often talked about Zhu Lian.

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "If there is no accident, I should be the Zhu Lian mentioned by Sect Leader Gao."

Gao Jun glanced at the "old cook".

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Zhu Yan recites the mirror and the flower recites the tree. Since ancient times, old age is not only a woman, but it is not only a woman, which has disappointed Sect Master Gao."

Gao Jun let out a faint sigh. He only hated that he was born a hundred years late, and that he was not able to see the "Zhu Lang's face", who is said to be difficult to describe in a thousand and one hundred portraits in the world.

It is rumored in the Jianghu that in the peak battle of Nanyuan Kingdom's capital in the past, Zhu Lian, the number one in the world, and the rest of the nine people in the world met in the sky and the snow.

The nine did not dare to enter the city alone, but came together. On the top of the wall, someone was sitting cross-legged, with one hand supporting his cheek, and wearing a silver lotus crown.

The sky and the earth were as white as a glass world, and when the person slowly got up, the two female masters among the nine people had already been secretly hurt before they could make a move.

Gao Jun grew up in the Hushan School listening to a lot of similar "story", and most of the Jianghu women like her are like this, no exception.

Within a hundred years of Ding Ying becoming the world's No. 1 river and lake, I felt that what happened to Zhu Lian must be exaggerated, and some thought it was well-deserved. There are different opinions, often quarreling over a character who has been away from the world for more than a hundred years, women and men. Noisy, women will quarrel with women.

Zhu Lian, who just lowered his head to weave baskets, suddenly raised his head and said with an angry smile, "Xiao Mo, take care of your family, Miss Xie!"

Xiao Mo was at a loss, and saw Xie Gou, who was the "culprit", pretending to be an idiot, and seeing that Gao Jun again, she looked at Zhu Lian blankly, with a shocked look on her face, and even a bit... frightened.

Seeing that Xie Gou couldn't hide it from Xiao Mo, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and asked for credit: "Xiao Mo, I saw Mr. Zhu's true appearance last time, but I won't be as rude as the headmaster Gao."

Xiao Mo smiled angrily: "Don't withdraw the sword intent quickly!"

Xie Gou pouted and put away the sword intent that washed away Zhu Lian's "face covering his face" like rain.

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Sect Master Gao, during the first heavy snowfall in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom this year, I will have a fight with my son. If Sect Master Gao is free, he can watch the battle from the sidelines."

Gao Jun was speechless.

Xie Gou coughed a few times and reminded: "Head Master Gao Master, wake up."

Gao Jun stood up silently, she didn't say goodbye to Zhu Lian, she just left the yard.

Xie Gou was still there and sighed to himself, "If Luopo Mountain is willing to hold Jinghuashuiyue, how much fairy money will be earned."

Xie Gou asked softly, "Little Mo, is there any female cultivator of the Fourteenth Realm who has a feud with Luopo Mountain?"

When the time comes, Mr. Zhu will be able to go into action. After a few points, once you reveal your face, you only need to stop there, and it is guaranteed that it will work better than anything else.

Xiao Mo glared at him and said, "Mr. Zhu is generous, don't care about this kind of joke with you, you should also be more interesting, don't be too aggressive."

Xie Gou sighed, and asked with a hippie smile, "Have you ever seen Mr. Zhu's face before, Shanzhu Chen?"

Zhu Lian smiled and shook his head.

However, Xiao Mo knew a secret story that Wei Shanjun heard, but he didn't reveal the truth on Xie Gou's side, lest she spread it out on the mountain.

Xie Gou asked, "Why did you think of asking Chen Shanzhu about boxing?"

Zhu Lian said: "For the young master, it may be just stretching the muscles and bones. For me, I have to go all out. Outside of my status, there are two types of boxing, and the jade of his mountain can attack the stone."

On the other side of the door, two people tiptoed away, Guo Zhujiu slapped his fist, "The old cook's appearance is not bad, compared to the master, the difference is only a tiny bit!"

Pi Dian Pi Dian followed the white-haired boy next to the leader of the Guo alliance with a big mouth. No matter how good the hidden official ancestor was, it would be a bit unconscionable to say that he could compete with the guy in the hospital in terms of appearance. Do not export.

Dipped in the light, dipped in the light, I accidentally saw the face of the old cook tonight, the white-haired boy waving his sleeves, tsk tsk amazed, if the world talks about Taoism and asks boxing, it is better than the face.

Don't say that self-proclaimed second, no one dares to call himself first, I am afraid that Zhu Lian calls himself first, and no one dares to call himself second.

Gao Jun's mood was extremely complicated. When she walked to the door of her house, she still didn't push the door and walked all the way to Baiyu Square at the top of Jise Peak.

It's not that she, a cultivator, would fall in love with "Zhu Lian" at first sight. She's just a man, and she is indeed too good-looking. It's not reasonable at all.

She put away her many thoughts and gradually became clear about her Taoism. Gao Jun laughed. Although the rivers and lakes were separated by a hundred years, she could still meet fellow villagers in a foreign land.

Involuntarily, Gao Jun slapped the white jade railing heavily and muttered to himself.

Seeing this face, one flower is full of spring.

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