wine hit fairy

"Little Cicada...that's not a belt..."

Shu Wucha turned his face sideways, his voice a little tense.

"It's all right! It's all right! I know where the belt is!"

Lu Xiaochan took it away as soon as she saw it, and took out the broken silver from Shu Wuxi's belt, and threw it to the girl.

The girl saw it, and immediately bowed her head to Lu Xiaochan to express her gratitude: "Thank you, my lord!"

At this moment, the lines in the script suddenly popped out, but the sound of the lines being read made Lu Xiaochan feel a little nauseated.

"Oh, Chen Hua, are you out of money? Why didn't you tell your brother? What you want, what will you give me! He's obviously a pretty little brother, so it's a pity that he insists on pretending to be a girl!"

As soon as the voice sounded, the people who were watching the juggling before suddenly dispersed.

When one of the aunts passed by Lu Xiaochan's side, she hurriedly left a sentence: "Young master is beautiful, leave quickly!"

Lu Xiaochan touched her face, then lowered her head and asked Shu Wuxia, "Brother Wuxia, do I look good?"

Shu Wucha's answer can be thought of with his toes.

"nice."

"It's not just for people to look good, what are you hiding?"

When the crowd of onlookers dispersed, Lu Xiaochan saw a fat man approaching.

There is also a sword on his waist, revealing a hint of spiritual light, it seems that this person is still a member of the Taoist sect?

It's just that the Taoist disciples that Lu Xiaochan has met, from Ye Linshuang, who holds the sword in Nanlijingtian, to Jiang Wuchao, who is in Zhiwu Villa, all of them are slender and seductive.

How is it like this guy in front of him, fat head and big ears, not seductive, like a pig farmer!

Behind this person are four or five sword cultivators with swords. Although their swords are not very powerful, they are much better than this greasy fat pig's head.

"Brother Wu Xia, I thought you didn't like to watch the excitement."

Lu Xiaochan lowered her head and whispered into Shu Wuxia's ear.

"I don't like to watch the show, but you want to watch it. If you are not allowed to watch it, you will keep thinking about it. Why don't you finish watching it all over again, and it will be over once and for all."

Lu Xiaochan was happy, but he didn't expect that Shu Wucha would suit him more and more.

The fat man came in front of the busker girl and pulled his clothes shamelessly. Lu Xiaochan was dumbfounded - ah, he was clearly a boy, not a girl at all.

The young man dared not speak out, so he couldn't help but retreat, but the greasy fat man pressed him every step of the way.

"Do not touch me!"

"I, Zhang Wutian, have a crush on you. It's your luck! You don't know what to do, and you pretend to be a woman to avoid me! See if I don't deal with you today!"

Lu Xiaochan scratched her head, leaned close to Shu Wuxia's ear and said, "Why did you hear what Zhang Wutian meant...he fell in love with this young man who was performing arts, and the young man disguised himself as a girl to avoid him ? So this big fat pig likes men, not women?"

Shu Wucha remained motionless, standing under the edge of the wall, just where the moonlight could not reach.

"En." Shu Wuxia replied.

"Oh, disgusting." Lu Xiaochan smacked her mouth.

But Shu Wuxi's shoulders tightened, and he asked in a low voice: "Do you think men shouldn't love men?"

"I think, if you are a man, it's beautiful to be admired by a beauty like you, Brother Wu Xia. Being forced by this fat pig... It's not as good as being an old beggar and choking to death on fried peanuts!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Xiaochan kicked her legs proudly.

Shu Wucha thought that he was not tall enough, so he turned him up again.

At this time, the father of the young Chen Hua knelt down and was about to hug Zhang Wutian's leg, but was kicked away by Zhang Wutian in disgust.

"I just want your son to have fun with me for a few days! He is pretending to be a woman and a chaste woman, who will show it to me! When I get tired of giving you ten taels of silver, don't you It’s better than performing chest-crushing boulders every day!”

Lu Xiaochan shook again, Shu Wucha turned his face, and heard him say: "Brother Wucha, if someone asks me to play with him for a few days, I will give you ten taels of silver, will you?"

"I want him not to be reborn."

Well, this answer is very comfortable.

"That's right. Even if you can't bear it, being a parent is even more so!"

Sure enough, Father Chen immediately kowtowed to Zhang Wutian, bang bang bang bang, even his forehead was broken.

Seeing that Lu Xiaochan felt sad, she remembered herself as a beggar.

"Xianjun! Xianjun! Old man, I have a son in my later years, just such a son! I hope Xianjun raises your hand!"

"It's just a son, it's your sincerity to dedicate it to me! Someone, take Chen Hua away!"

Several Taoist disciples behind Zhang Wutian rushed up, two dragged old father Chen away, and two subdued Chen Hua.

This whole street, since Zhang Wutian brought people here, the people who closed the stalls closed the stalls, and those who went home, suddenly became deserted.

Lu Xiaochan rubbed the back of her head: "What is the origin of this Zhang Wutian? He is so 'lawless'?"

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be a member of Zhangshan Sect. His cultivation base is not high, and although he is carrying a sword, he doesn't even light up his alchemy."

"I just said, if you really have a cultivation base, how can you grow into such a virtue, you don't have any fairy style. How dare you call yourself a fairy king, it's really ridiculous."

Don't look at Zhang Wu who is born with a greasy side of a pig, but his ears are very good.

Lu Xiaochan shook his legs, this time he was telling Shu Wuxia that he was going to get off Shu Wuxia's back.

"Are you minding your own business?"

"No, I want to try my hand. And I don't like his name very much."

Lu Xiaochan landed on her legs and picked up her cuffs.

"Don't like it? What does his name matter to you?" Shu Wuxia asked.

"He looks like a pig, yet he dares to be called Zhang Wutian? Does that mean lawlessness?"

"That's right!" Zhang Wutian didn't expect that there would be someone in Zhangcheng who dared to challenge him, so he immediately got excited, wanting to see who would die, "My father gave me this name, which means lawlessness !"

"Haha!" Lu Xiaochan stepped out of the shadows.

I think it stinks to lawlessness!

Zhang Wutian was stunned for a moment.

This young man under the moon is refined, with round and bright eyes, and a sly and cute smile on his lips.

Compared with him, Chen Hua, who still had some good looks, was simply unattractive!

Zhang Wutian's saliva was almost drooling, as if wishing he could pounce on Lu Xiaochan and swallow him.

"This young master is from another place! He must not know who I am, Zhang Wutian!"

"I'm from another place, but I also know who you are. There's only one sect under Zhangshan, the Zhangshan sect. The sword on your waist is dim, probably not even the lowest level of Xuanjian, Haven't formed a pill yet?"

Lu Xiaochan's laughter was obviously mocking Zhang Wutian.

Zhang Wutian's face changed, although he didn't have immortal energy, the young man in front of him was the best looking boy he had ever seen.

He wished he could lock the young man in front of him into the room, playing and singing every day.

"These people behind you are obviously better than you. But they still obey you, so there is only one answer. Are you the son of the head of the Zhangshan School?"

"That's right! I am the Zhangshan faction's sword-handler! Since you know who I am, then be friends with me, and I will take you to eat, drink and have fun!"

Lu Xiaochan choked back her laughter.

He walked in front of Chen Hua calmly, and shook his hands behind his back, meaning to let Chen Hua take his father and leave quickly.

Chen Hua didn't leave, but persuaded, "My lord, the Zhangshan faction can't afford to offend, you still..."

Lu Xiaochan suddenly felt that this Chen Hua was quite interesting. Although she had no skills, she was not a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

"I don't have any fairy fate in my life, I only saw two swordsmen." Lu Xiaochan purposely leaned towards Zhang Wutian and stretched out two fingers.

From this distance, Zhang Wutian can almost count Lu Xiaochan's eyelashes.

His skin is delicate, his eyebrows and eyes are full of youthful heroism, Zhang Wutian swallowed hard, just about to reach out to hug Lu Xiaochan, but Lu Xiaochan easily avoided it with a step back.

Shu Wuxia's eyes narrowed, and as soon as he took a step forward, he saw Lu Xiaochan waving at him, meaning "I'll take care of this fat pig, I don't need brother Wuxia to do it."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you follow me, young master, I will take you to Xiyuan Realm to watch them choose their swords! At that time, all the famous sects in Xuanmen will be there, not to mention swords, the heads of all sects will be able to see them! Let the little boy open your eyes!"

"Oh, is that so? Then I should be able to see Jiang Wuchao, the sword master of Zhiwu Villa? When I left my hometown, I hadn't had time to drink with him, so I'm going to continue the unfinished story!"

Zhang Wutian laughed when he heard it: "Young master, are you bragging? Zhiwu Villa is a famous family, and you can still see his sword Jiang Wuchao?"

"Why haven't I seen it before? He is a man of righteousness, with a warm heart, and the power of the Minglan sword is as powerful as the blue sea, and it stretches endlessly."

Zhang Wutian was stunned for a moment, thinking that the young man in front of him spoke well, could it be that he really knew Jiang Wuchao?

Originally, I wanted to say that the young man refused to follow him, so he insisted.

But if he really knew Jiang Wuchao, he had to restrain himself a bit, otherwise what would he do if it spread to Jiang Wuchao's ears and he came to Zhangshan faction to make trouble?

"Oh, that's right! Will Ye Linshuang, the sword in hand of Nanlijingtian, go?"

Zhang Wutian paused: "You...do you still know Ye Linshuang?"

"I know." Lu Xiaochan nodded.

Zhang Wutian can now be sure that Lu Xiaochan is bragging.

"Oh, tell me what kind of sword Ye Linshuang used?"

"Aren't you a pig's brain! Ye Linshuang's fairy name is Lord Linshuang, so his sword is naturally the Linshuang Sword! The sword formation is also in the shape of hexagonal frost flowers! The power of the Ninglong Sword Formation is enough to compete with the Demon Lord. "

Zhang Wutian's heart skipped a beat, this kid even Ye Linshuang's sword array is very rare, what is his identity.

"Kunwu should go too! Since that's the case, I'll go to Xiyuan Jingtian to look for him. I lost the elixir he gave me."

Lu Xiaochan sighed, touched the medicine pot on her waist, and looked very sorry for losing the medicine.

"You...you still know Yizong?"

"I know. He even cried and begged me."

"Please...please what?"

"Please don't pull out his fairy grass, please don't break some kittens and puppies to grind their claws in his medicine garden!"

Zhang Wutian immediately burst out laughing: "This fairy friend! I understand, you are kidding me!"

Lu Xiaochan blinked her eyes: "I'm not joking with you. Otherwise, let your followers try to catch me!"

Zhang Wutian licked his lips and said with a smile: "If you want to play, I'll just play with you! They have rough hands and feet, what if they hurt you!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Wutian rushed forward, his greasy face made Lu Xiaochan want to throw a rotten egg.

Lu Xiaochan casually moved a step, and deftly avoided him, Zhang Wutian staggered and fell to the ground.

His followers were about to step forward to protect him, Lu Xiaochan stretched out his hand in Shu Wucha's direction.

Shu Wuxia was very clear about Lu Xiaochan's thoughts, he directly took out the Wuhen sword from the Qiankun bag, and with a flick of his wrist, it flew into Lu Xiaochan's hand, and he held it tightly.

The aura spread along Lu Xiaochan's hand and spread up the sword body, forming a faint circle of light on the tip of the sword, and then a sword array opened up, throwing the disciples of the Zhangshan sect several feet away.

Chen Hua, who was always worried by Lu Xiaochan's side, opened her eyes wide.

Zhang Wutian raised his head, just as Lu Xiaochan lowered his hand, the tip of Wuhenjian was right next to his cheek.

It was a sword that looked like it hadn't been forged yet. It wasn't smooth, and it was full of bumps and holes. It just barely had the shape of a sword.

Zhang Wutian never imagined that it was just such an inconspicuous sword, and the sword formation formed by it stunned the disciples of the Zhangshan sect behind him.

Lu Xiaochan raised the corners of her mouth, lowered her head to look at Zhang Wutian, and smiled.

A pair of eyes were bent into crescent moons, looking innocent, but the corners of the lips were raised with a hint of presumptuousness.

Like an evil spirit ignorant of the world, full of sexual thoughts, Zhang Wutian looked at him, unable to move his eyes away.

"Do you know what you did wrong?" Lu Xiaochan held up the sword, and the tip of the sword patted Zhang Wutian's cheek.

"What?" Zhang Wutian asked stupidly.

The moonlight fell, following Lu Xiaochan's hair, outlining the outline of his cheeks, his brows and eyes were dyed with the coldness of the moonlight, but with an indescribable allure.

"Your name is really bad."

"You... how dare you question my name! You just look down on my entire Zhangshan faction!"

Zhang Wutian was about to stand up, but Lu Xiaochan's sword tip touched his back, and Zhang Shan sent people to feel frightened.

They were about to rush forward, but Shu Wuxia who was not far away just played a burst of spiritual energy, like a bowstring splitting, directly shocking them to the inner mansion and severely wounding them, blood spurted out, no one could get close.

Lu Xiaochan snorted softly, and a sword formation fell along the tip of the sword, directly pressing on Zhang Wutian's back.

"You can just leave it to me like this! At least when I reach my level of cultivation, I have the nerve to call myself 'this Lord'."

Mount Tai was on Zhang Wutian's back, he couldn't move his whole body, his bones were about to crack, and he couldn't breathe.

Lu Xiaochan raised the sword, looked in Chen Hua's direction, and threw a piece of silver at him.

Chen Hua caught Sui Yinzi and looked at Lu Xiaochan with wide eyes.

"Look at your father and son's performance of smashing boulders in their chests. You kid can do it, and I don't even recognize it as a little girl! It's amazing!"

Chen Hua immediately knelt down in front of Lu Xiaochan: "Thank you Xianjun for saving the siege! I beg Xianjun to inform the fairy name! We father and son must..."

"Burning incense every day? Don't! I don't want to smell nine sticks of incense for a penny!"

Lu Xiaochan still has lingering fears about the choking incense smell of the Yijun Temple in Lushu Town.

"Let's get out of here quickly. My sword array can hold down this pig for an hour at most." Lu Xiaochan raised her chin.

Chen Hua thanked countless times, helped his father up and left.

Lu Xiaochan handed the sword to Shu Wuxia, but he didn't take it from him, but asked instead: "Why do you want to meddle in this business?"

"Because I feel uncomfortable when I hear Zhang Wutian's name."

"It's a bad name."

"Then do you know what's wrong?" Lu Xiaochan touched Shu Wuchi with the hilt of her sword.

"Too cheesy."

"Not tacky. I think it's good, but there is only one person in this world who can be lawless."

Lu Xiaochan approached Shu Wucha, showing a big smile.

"Who?" Shu Wuxi turned his face slightly, probably really thinking about this question.

It was Gu Jing Wubo's expression, but there was a hint of ignorance in the world, which made Lu Xiaochan want to jump up and bite his face and body hard, leaving his teeth marks would be the best!

"Me!" Lu Xiaochan untied the Qiankun bag and stuffed the sword into it.

Shu Wucha still looked at him.

Lu Xiaochan walked around behind him, and jumped on him: "Since Lu Xiaochan got Shu Wuxia, she can get the wind if she wants the wind, and the rain if she wants the rain! The essence of the sun and the moon, the thunder and the rain, are driven by me! Isn't this 'Lawless'?"

Shu Wucha paused, stretched out his arms, and carried Lu Xiaochan on his back.

"Ah."

Lu Xiaochan lay on Shu Wuxi's shoulder, looking at his ear, and when he occasionally blinked his eyelashes fluctuated, his heart was itchy to death, and he directly bit Shu Wuxi's ear.

At that moment, Shu Wuxia stopped, his shoulders seemed to be raised again, Lu Xiaochan kept his mouth shut on purpose.

His cold body warmed up, Lu Xiaochan deliberately scratched it with the tip of his tongue, before he got angry, pretended nothing happened, and tilted his head.

Shu Wuxia took two steps, and asked again: "Xiaochan, are you hungry? Shall I take you to eat something?"

"I want to eat! Let's go!" Lu Xiaochan sniffed vigorously, and pointed in the direction of the smell of food, "Over there!"

"Ah."

While Shu Wuxia was walking, Lu Xiaochan was lying on his back, shaking his legs restlessly, twisting his mouth, thinking to himself: I don't want to eat.I just wanted to eat you up!

When the two of them walked away, Zhang Wutian's face was flushed by Lu Xiaochan's sword array, cold sweat covered his forehead, no matter how hard he struggled, he remained motionless.

He groaned towards the disciple of Zhangshan School who fell to the ground and hadn't finished vomiting blood: "You...you useless things...you don't come to untie this sword formation!"

The other disciples hurriedly vomited blood, came to his side, and formed a sword array together to dissolve Lu Xiaochan's sword array.

Don't look at Lu Xiaochan's sword formation is not big, but it is extremely strong, half an hour passed, Zhang Wutian was almost dying, and still couldn't get up.

At this moment, a man in plain clothes and a silver-blue sycamore leaf-patterned belt walked with his sword, leaving a trace of light blue light in the long night.

It was Ling Nianwu, the owner of Zhiwu Villa.

His figure is handsome and gentle, his eyes are like clear springs and flowing wind, his hair is raised up lightly, when he lowered his eyes, he happened to see Zhang Wutian lying on the ground and all the Zhangshan sect disciples who were in a panic.

He paused suddenly, his brows raised slightly.

A disciple following behind also stopped.

"Master, what's the matter?" He followed Ling Nianwu's gaze and said clearly, "It's a member of the Zhangshan Sect. If you guessed correctly, the person lying on the ground should be the only son of the head of the Zhangshan Sect. Zhang Wutian."

Ling Nianwu said: "I'm not interested in the Zhangshan faction, but the sword array suppressed on Zhang Wutian's body is no small matter."

"Really?" The disciple turned his face to the side and looked carefully, "This sword formation is exquisite. I can't tell what kind of momentum it is borrowed from. I just feel that there is strength in softness."

"It's the simplified 'Fei Tuan' sword formation." Ling Nianwu narrowed his eyes.

"Flying...Flying Turbulent Sword Formation? Isn't that the Wuwujingtian's sword formation? Could it be the Sword Sect Yangcang?" The disciple showed a surprised expression.

"Yang Cang doesn't put anyone in his eyes. He is just like dust in his eyes. Can you use the sword array to flick the dust?" Ling Nianwu asked back.

"Of course not. But besides Yangcang, who else can use Wuwujingtian's sword array?"

"It seems...Yangcang has accepted his disciples. This sword array looks inconspicuous, but it implies a universe. It cannot be so stable without a thousand-year cultivation base."

After finishing speaking, Ling Nianwu left with his sword again.

The disciple followed closely behind: "Master! Aren't you going to untie the sword array for Zhang Wutian?"

Ling Nianwu smiled lightly: "It is Zhang Wutian's luck to experience the 'Fei Tuan' sword formation. How can I break Zhang Wutian's blessing?"

The disciple froze for a moment, and quickly followed him.

And Shu Wuxi came to a restaurant full of guests with Lu Xiaochan on his back, just as he was about to go in, Lu Xiaochan patted his back and said, "No! Back! Back!"

Lu Xiaochan stretched her neck to sniff.

Shu Wuxi turned around, bypassed the restaurant, came to the back alley, and saw a small stall.

The stall owner is an old woman, who set up a few small tables and sells pig blood soup noodles.

Lu Xiaochan got off Shu Wuxia's back, stood in front of the old woman's soup pot, closed her eyes and inhaled vigorously: "That's the smell—it smells so good!"

Seeing his fair and handsome appearance, the old lady felt a little more joy in her heart: "Young master, is this your first time here?"

"Yes! Yes! Grandma, give me two bowls of pork blood noodles!"

"Coming soon."

Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wucha sat down at the small table, Lu Xiaochan bit her chopsticks and waited eagerly.

"Grandma, your pork blood noodles are so fragrant, why are there so few customers? Is it because this alley is too remote?"

"My old man and I used to cook pig blood noodles on the street. Once, Wu Tianjun from the Zhangshan School rode by on horseback, and the horse's hoof stepped on our soup pot...the horse's hoof was scalded. Wu Tianjun was very angry and said no. Let us set up a stall on the street. We hid the stall in the alley."

The mother-in-law brought the noodles.

Lu Xiaochan's eyes wrinkled: "What Wutianjun! If he is really a fairy, he can walk with a sword instead, and don't need to ride a horse?"