Cat and Mouse Short Stories

Going, Zhan Zhao took the initiative to untie his pockets and take off the aqua-blue beanie outside. "I didn't hurt you on purpose, you just want this thong for you, and it's all my apology." There was an apologetic smile on the corner of his mouth, and the lips were moist like a spring breeze.The eyes are moist, deep and shallow on the little guy.

The little baby was not polite either, she grabbed the thong and put it on her body.The two restraint belts fell on the front, frowned after thinking about it, and smoothed them down to make them hang down, lest they would tie a knot and become a knot that would not come off.Zhan Zhao's beanie was on the little doll's body and hung down to his heels. The little doll patted the dust off with a little disgust, and climbed up to a spare stone bench next to Zhan Zhao with hands and feet.

The man was still indifferent, but moved his eyelids slightly and glanced at the little doll.The tea powder is mixed in the emerald green water, and the ups and downs exude a sweet and light fragrance.

After sitting down, the little baby straightened his skirt until the water-blue trousers completely covered his original pure white snow-satin gown.He raised his eyes and stared at Zhan Zhao for a while, went back and forth several times, took the cup in front of Zhan Zhao and put it in front of himself without saying a word.Look at the color, smell the fragrance and taste, the whole set of movements is slightly unstable but well done.

"My name is Zhan Zhao, who are you?" Zhan Zhao asked when he saw that the doll was full of aura and stubborn, and his behavior was not like that of ordinary children.

It just so happened that Dr. Cha shook his head with a smile, and begged the fox-fur boy for silver taels again.This immediately angered Mr. Huqiu, he slapped his palm on the stone table abruptly and let go of his voice, "Listen well, Mr. is the second young master of the Bai family, Bai Yutang." Patting it on the top hurts faintly.The child who called himself Bai Yutang withdrew his hand, bared his teeth and hurriedly took it to his mouth to blow.

With a series of light coughs, the little doll who was drinking from Zhan Zhao's tea cup moved the tea cup away from his lips.After being stained with tea, the red lips became more rosy and brighter, embellishing Shengxue's face with a touch of radiance.Zhan Zhao shook his head lightly, and said to the little baby: "This Bai Yutang's behavior and style can't bear the title of the second young master of the Bai family at all."

Unexpectedly, the little doll who was nestled obediently on the stone bench raised her head suddenly, her eyes narrowed like torches, like a little white-haired marten with its teeth and claws.Between the opening of the mouth, the voice was milky, and the words were still unclear, but the tone of voice was as clear as the eyes. "You can blame him, but you can't blame Bai Yutang."

"Is there a difference?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled, but felt that the little guy's angry look was quite interesting, so he wanted to tease him.

The little boy raised his eyebrows and put the teacup in his hand on the stone table fiercely, and said angrily: "He is him, and Bai Yutang is Bai Yutang." The soft and waxy voice was like waterfalls pouring beads and jade With a cool and cool imposing manner, the small tiger teeth like broken jade are slightly exposed, inlaid with craggy edges.

Jianhe (Trailer 2)

Zhan Zhao swung the sword out of its sheath with one hand, the blade cut the palm of his hand, and the dark red blood splashed on the white snow, and small red Manzhu flowers bloomed.Sacrificing blood to break the Phantom Eye is the simplest and most direct way to break it, and it is also the only way to break it.

Giggling and laughing, it was the voice of a woman's jade.A pair of beautiful eyes are smiling and hopeful, each eye is bright with the sun and the moon, with double pupils.

All the sharpness in his bones was revealed, and the cold sword clanged in his hand. At this time, Zhan Zhaozhuo stood proudly in the sky, and it was impossible to see that he was just a childish child.The thin lips were lightly parted, not trembling or chaotic, condescending as if interrogating the prisoner, "Who are you and what is your purpose?"

The woman covered her face and smiled lightly, the flowers and branches were trembling, and the willow eyebrows were picturesque and seductive.Ruoliu's waist is not full, and she has a graceful figure when she turns sideways. "Young man, just hand over that little guy in your hand. A merciful girl, I don't want to commit more crimes."

Yan Xilai, who had been silent all this time, closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Black-browed snake, you can go now."

The black-browed snake's cherry lips let out an exclamation, and then began to take a closer look at Yan Xilai.The whole body is stable and there is no vigor. If it is not unfathomable, it is a person who does not know martial arts.However, he was so reckless, his words implied that he couldn't bear it, most likely because of his peerless martial arts.With a charming smile, the black-browed snake said, "Since you can recognize my identity, the hero must also know that the Tongshan Five Snakes take money from people to do things for others, and please the hero."

Tongshan is an organization of killers, and the five strongest killers in the organization are known as the Tongshan Five Snakes, each with unique skills.The black-browed snake is born with double pupils, and has cultivated the magic pupil illusion.

"Don't even think about it, he's my junior brother," Zhan Zhao interrupted the black-browed snake, saying every word firmly.

The black-browed snake's cherry lips were slightly broken, and it smiled all over the city. "Xiaoxia pointed a sword at someone. It's really majestic. It made the little girl fall in love at first sight. It's a pity that the little girl came here this time to take people away, and the elder brother was really pressing. Otherwise, you can have a drink with Xiaoxia. It's a pity to enjoy the stars and the moon."

Yan Xilai's hand touched the sword at his waist, and the sword seemed to have a psychic power, and it let out a clang, like a golden spear, an iron horse, and a dragon chant in the abyss.

"Ju Que," the black-browed snake's face paled for a moment, and he was completely different from the previous one, tremblingly calling out the name, three words, "Yan Xilai."

Yan Xilai didn't say a word, just nodded slightly, his calm eyes fixed on the pair of double pupils of the black-browed snake.

The black-browed snake gritted its teeth, and finally dropped the word "good" and walked away.The heavy snow covered everything, even the shocking blood was buried underneath.

Zhan Zhao retracted the sword and returned it to its sheath, stretched out his hand on several acupoints to stop the blood flow on his palm. "Master, someone went to great lengths to invite Tongshan, but they only came to take away a child like Yutang. Do you think the target this time is the Bai family?"

Neither shaking his head nor nodding, Yan Xilai turned around and left.

"Master, what kind of power must it be to invite Tongshan to move? If the Bai family is in trouble, why don't you just sit back and watch?" Zhan Zhaolang said, his eyes that were always clear and quiet were scorching hot.I hold the sword, and I will strike when encountering injustice and sorrow, just for a word of righteousness and a word of pity in my heart.

Yan Xilai's footsteps froze, but only froze.With his back to Zhan Zhao, the voice seemed to have aged several decades, every word was like a sword, ticking in Zhan Zhao's heart, "This is Jianghu."

"Master, wait a minute," Zhan Zhao held the little doll in his arms, hesitatingly calling for Xilai.When Yan Xilai turned around to look back, Zhan Zhao's cheeks had an embarrassing light blush, exactly the same as when he did something wrong when he was a child.

A snowfall, the ground is bright and clean, as clean as a wilderness.

There was an innocent smile on the corner of Zhan Zhao's lips. Seeing Yan Xi turned his head back and forth without saying a word, he gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't control the strength of the shot just now, Yutang... I'm afraid I'm going to fall asleep for another hour or two."

"On the back."

Fenghua (1)

The banner inlaid with goose-yellow piping whistled with the wind, and on it was the word "tea" written in ink.

Grind the tea as the powder, inject it with soup, and beat it with a whisk.The teahouse at the end of the thoroughfare shakes off the dust and mist of the businessmen.

One person curled up and knelt down on the ground, knocking his head on the bluestone board, making a knocking sound.The voice from the throat was hoarse and broken, and it was just words such as "the hero spares his life, and the villain will change his ways after the pain".The man on the seat was wearing an indigo gown, with slender fingers with well-defined knuckles, slowly rubbing his hands on the purple sand tea cup.

The setting sun was dim, and the ground was bleak.

"When we meet again, we will definitely not forgive," the man sighed inaudibly until the sound of begging for mercy was almost whimpering.The gurgling voice was just like his face half hidden in the evening sun, moist and gentle.

The person kneeling on the ground was in a hurry to thank him, and fled in a panic.The majestic and domineering broadsword was abandoned by the side, the blade was broken into three pieces, and it was scrap iron.The onlookers couldn't help sighing, this man who is not standing still can shatter steel by throwing a wooden chopstick casually, what kind of cultivation should he be.But the blue-shirted knight just stared blankly at the completely cold tea in his hand, then raised his hand, and drank it like drinking strong wine.

"Heroes, please stay."

The man who had already left his seat stopped and looked back.He didn't know how to make a move, so he calmly held the young man's body that was about to bow down.In a light tone, tepid, "What's the matter?"

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched and his face looked sad, he raised his voice and cried: "I implore the hero to save my young master's life."

The man withdrew his hand, and his slender body cast a thin shadow under the afterglow of the setting sun.

"The demon face, it is the demon face who wants to kill my young master."

Along the way, I can't remember how many times I've heard the name Demon Face.The Night Killer, who was born within a month, set off a bloodbath with one hand.In conclusion, this demon-faced sword killed only three people, but all of them are famous figures in the world for a long time.The head of the Liuhemen sect was shocked by thunder and slashed across the sky, Xiao Wen, the head of the Kongtong sect with black hair and white eyebrows, and Yan Luo Geyun, the master of Fanyunzhai.So far, the name of Demon Face has spread all over the world.

The reason why it was dubbed the name of the demon face is because the killer came in the dark night, with excellent lightness kung fu and a shining silver mask on his face.The sword technique of the left hand is ruthless, coming and going like an evildoer.

The young master mentioned by the young man is Yun Ting, the son of the leader of the Qishan Sect.The Qishan Sect is relatively safe, but it is a sect that rarely causes disputes.

"Boldly ask the hero's name and surname." After the man asked the reason and consequences, he nodded in response, and the young man cautiously asked.

The man was silent for a moment, and finally opened his mouth, sighing like a bosom. "I don't dare to be a hero, I, my surname is Mao."

Mao, what a strange last name.The boy scratched his head and followed the man who suddenly quickened his pace.

The sky is full of nets, and ambushes from all directions.

The man frowned, but he didn't look annoyed, "Why did the leader set up a thousand-feather array?"

"Hero Mao has good eyesight," said Yun Mu, the over forty-year-old leader of Qishan's religion.