Chapter 404 (1/2)

There is a small town called ”small town” near Qize, home county. It's small and interesting. City, market. In the past, there was no one here, the five countries fought, and the people moved here to avoid the war, but the successors gradually prospered and formed today's small town. People in the town ”923” go out to hunt animals, and there are also farmers. Sometimes they are redundant. Most markets sell a few dollars, or exchange some self-sufficient things for self-sufficiency. In addition to the ordinary, there are some extraordinary things.

Lotus pond. The moon can print the atrium. Rouge, red makeup, Qingfeng tourism, silk carving war.

”Fan, I'm your mother now. I have a dowry. The two shadows depend on each other,” said the woman sleepwalking.

The man named Xiaofan held his wife tighter, as if he was afraid that his wife would leave and said, ”Xueyao, we won't separate again. Don't have a second time.

Xueyao smiled sweetly and looked at the lotus in the lotus pond, snow-white, pink and shy. At the thought of this, there were two red clouds on his face. It was happiness, satisfaction and a quiet ending.

What about it? ”Xueyao looked at an old sword, which was inserted on the ground a few feet apart.

Xiao Fan listened to Xueyou's question and looked at it. The ancient sword is not like iron and jade is not like jade. It always exudes a warlike atmosphere. He was sad and said, ”over the years, the five countries have killed each other, and the Jianghu, blood and wind are all because of it.” this name is Zhu Xian. In fact, it's to punish people. I don't want future generations to fight for it. ”

When Xiaofan comes to the ancient sword, the air gathers in the Dantian, and his lips and teeth are restless.

”Good luck and repentance, Yuanzhen.

Dark luck is powerful. Only hands can pull it out. For a while, the wind is strong, and the world has changed. The wind is rising, and the clouds are thick, covering the moon.

Xiaofan looked at him for a moment with the old sword in his hand. Thinking about his past and remembering the stories of his ancestors was like a dream like fireworks.

Within nine days, there should be no you. You will still appear. You don't know that this is human good and evil. ”Xiaofan sighed in a low voice, as if he were with a friend who has been with him for a long time.” since no one knows where you come from, no one should know where you are.

Holding a sword in his hand, he flew alone. Suddenly, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed. At this time, little Fanton remained motionless in the air. He saw half a month of moonlight scattered all over his body. Suddenly, five fingers clenched and one hand threw the old sword powerfully into heaven. The old sword flew straight for nine days, as if to break through the sky and run beyond nine days. After a few days of rest, Zhao Jie finally recovered slowly. It was more in line with his extraordinary physique. He drank all the northerners with a thousand cups of drunken physique again, showing the northern star style of the first idol.

The ordinary and elegant prince from ancient to modern times, this time he saw his third brother wake up completely because of misfortune, and his eyebrows soared all day. In the past few days, even one person secretly giggled. Gu Tianzhong bumped into him several times, and Gu Tianle didn't take it for granted. We can't let the third and second silly idea in life.

This is not the rule of the army. The marshal in the north is very strict. He drank a lot of innocent wine at the reception. In the winery, he raised his kettle and sang Ruoshi. The sound of footsteps disappeared. He became an unruly image of the sage of Jiuxian poetry. Not only that, northerners will be forced to sing poetry, which can make the world in the North difficult and make suffocating faces red . all the regrets were not brought about by the generals' bookkeepers.

We should know that the Han people are martial arts, and everyone can dance swords and sticks. This is no problem. It is also a Chinese custom to enjoy a banquet with the help of martial arts. It should be said that none of these generals has a 13 set of skills to help wine, but this kind of dance is much worse than this, even nonsense.

It can be said that the Great Han man was concentrated in the capital or other countries, but in the north, the soldiers suffered all year round, and it was difficult for the generals to recite poems and poems.