Cold Mountain Bells to Passenger Ships

Lou Jingxiang drank a cup of tea and said, "I hope you can do me a favor."

Qin Su said: "Please tell me."

Lou Jingxiang said: "I hope you don't tell Lang Yingjie that I'm here after you go out. After thinking about it a lot, I think that no matter what the outcome is, if I die and Ji Zongchen dies, Lang Yingjie will be the one who suffers. Of course, if I die, he will The pain has lasted longer and deeper, and I hope he will do what he wants to do to fulfill his dream of becoming a swordsman, as for these accusations, I deserve them, and I have no complaints."

Qin Su thought for a while, then typed: "Did you lie to Ji Zongchen at the beginning, or did you feel it was wrong now?"

Lou Jingxiang's gray eyes met his sign language, his eyes flashed the loneliness he had created, and he smiled softly, "Guess."

This way of answering is very self-satisfied. If it were someone else, he would definitely jump up and strangle him to death, cursing: "You have said two fucking pages of nonsense! Now it is made up! Are you sick? Please be killed as soon as possible." Ji Zongchen will die if he unloads eight pieces!"

He was very lucky to meet Qin Su. For a person like him who lives in his own barrier, only Qin Su can patiently endure the other party's way of speaking.

Qin Su looked at him and was about to get up when the door was knocked three times and Nana's voice said: "Master Tan, the general invites you to the gate, and then I will go in the food collection box."

Again? !

Seeing that Lou Jingxiang raised his hand to touch his shoulder, Qin Su rushed to the bed, pulled it up and hid inside to peep outside.

Lou Jingxiang saw that he had hidden himself and had no fun to play, so he said, "Come in!"

Jin Ji opened the door and came in to tidy up the table, while Lou Jingxiang sat watching him.

Seeing that he didn't move, Jin Ji repeated: "Master Tan, the general invites you to the gate."

Lou Jingxiang smiled and said, "Just say it once, I'm not deaf."

Jinji: "..."

Didn't you say it again when you didn't answer?

Qin Su sat on the bed and thought: "Brother has a bad temper, he can quarrel with anyone, I hope you don't quarrel with Ah Li."

Lou Jingxiang propped his chin and said casually: "Aji, I just found out that someone sneaked in, can you get rid of him for me?"

Qin Su's heart beat faster, thinking about the master of the pool, what do you want to do?

Jin Ji put the empty bowl back into the food box, looked up and said, "Where is it?"

Lou Jingxiang walked towards the bed, and Qin Su turned out a spica arrow and buckled it on his fingertips, watching the outside situation through a thin slit with tense nerves.

When the two of them got closer and closer, the shadow was cast on the bed weft in front of Qin Su. As long as he opened it, he could see the infiltrator. Jin Ji knew that the general valued him very much. Although it was for some sad reasons, he He treated him as a general's order with all his heart, and obeyed Lou Jingxiang as well.

Just as Jin Ji was about to lift the weft of the bed, Qin Su dripped a drop of sweat on the back of his hands. The owner of Lou Tan had a very weird temper. He smiled and recited boudoir poems, and tied Bai Ling with a smile to kick the chair to hang himself. Qin Su suddenly hoped that Zhong Lidao would be there , he is so clever and intelligent, he must know what the master of the pool means.

Qin Su saw that the pillow was shining brightly, so he pulled off the outer shirt above, revealing a sword hilt under the pillow, a faint sword light, Lou Jingxiang pointed to Qin Su's position and said, "Check here."

The Xiaoxiang sword sprang out, with the hilt facing outwards, and the blade brushed against Qin Su's trousers and flew out. There was a sound of body collisions outside, and Qin Su hurriedly lifted the weft of the bed, and saw Jin Ji, who was face down beside him, fainted on the ground It turned out that Lou Jingxiang summoned the Xiaoxiang Sword to knock him unconscious.

He turned around and took out a green-faced and long-toothed hungry ghost mask from the lower drawer of the bookcase, put it on his face and said, "Qin Su, let's go!"

Kang!pound!

A burst of gold and stone staggered against the barrier, shooting out a yellow-red flame, Zhong Lidao's waistband was scratched by the long wind and his coat was opened, he drew his poor sword to meet the attack with a sullen face. The Shangqiongjian belonged to his younger brother, Qin Su didn't care about Shangqiongjian being on him at all, but Changfeng planned how to grab the sword as soon as he saw him, pretending to chat and laughing, suddenly shot without warning Grabbing the poor sword, Zhong Lidao unexpectedly reacted faster, dodged sideways, but was still torn open by the strong wind.

"You are really shameless! You actually made a secret plot!"

Standing by the bushes, Lang Yingjie pointed at Changfeng and cursed, Changfeng brushed Zhonglidao's handsome cheek with his palm, grinning and said, "Soldiers never tire of cheating! How can there be so much justice in this world!"

Zhong Lidao tilted his head and raised a smile: "The deputy head is really a role model for this world! Not bad, not bad, very good!"

Exiting the word Xiu, the tip of the sword was lifted upwards, a hole was cut in Chang Feng's chest, Zhong Lidao controlled his strength just right, the opponent grabbed his waist seal, and he himself retaliated once, Chang Feng whipped his legs across the opponent's chest and praised : "The owner of the small villa really must take revenge, very good, I like it!"

Zhongli Daoqiang withdrew the upper Qiong sword, his right palm and left fist used one skill and one defense, and he could not be confused at all. Lang Yingjie looked dizzy, Zhongli said Qingfengmingyue: "I'm sorry, I'm not good mouth."

Chang Feng punched him in the eye socket, but was dodged by Zhong Lidao, and he said, "The owner of the small villa is very fierce, let me beat you to a cripple first!"

The two faced each other with fists and feet, and the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves. Zhong Lidao put his hands on the ground and raised his legs to sweep across the tree trunk next to him. Even if he escaped, he was still smashed by fallen branches, and a small snake landed on his collar to bite him.

Changfeng threw away the little snake, turned his palms into tiger claws, and rushed forward aggressively. Lang Yingjie hurriedly said, "Brother Zhongli, I'll help you!"

Zhong Lidao secretly groaned, he had been hearing the Jiupeng Sword's continuous beeping since just now, it is likely that the Lord is nearby, this sword will no longer be under Lang Yingjie's control, and was about to decline politely, when a gray-blue sword qi slashed towards his chest!

Zhong Lidao raised his upper poor sword scabbard to block it and rolled twice on the spot. This time, his shirt was torn by the sword energy, and his cuffs were torn in strips. He simply patted the rags off his body and turned around Turning on Hei Lin's wristband, Lang Yingjie hurriedly said: "I'm sorry! I didn't do it on purpose, brother, are you okay? This, this is a bit out of control!"

Changfeng slapped Lang Yingjie away with his palm, and raised his fist to hit Zhongli Dao. He kept saying, "Let me tell you, Qin Su is upright and honest, a bit stupid but not mentally retarded! You don't have to worry about it, why don't you let me kill you first?" about you!"

Zhongli Dao blocked him and said with a smile: "You have already done this."

Changfeng's blue eyes flashed with murderous intent, and said: "Stop fighting with me, haha, bring the sword!"

Zhong Lidao hit the windy sword rain and said, "What kind of sword? I don't understand."

Chang Feng was forced to retreat again and again, and said angrily: "You don't fucking pretend!"

On Zhongli's way, Qiongjian made a sword flower, and the sword light swirled around Chang Feng's side. Not only did he not look embarrassed when he took off his shirt, but he added a frivolous and sloppy look, his black hair flew around in the wind, and he smiled evilly: "Okay." Let’s go! I’ll give you the sword, can you handle it?”

how could it be possible!The sword edge brushed against it from various dangerous angles. It was difficult for Changfeng to dodge the cheeks, shoulders, armpits, thighs, and it was impossible to fight back!

I'm not fucking going to take the sword with my bare hands!

Chang Feng was kicked away by the opponent with his face shielded, rolled seven or eight laps before hitting the tree trunk and stopped, dodged the sword edge and cursed: "You brat! You hacked me with my junior brother's sword, with evil intentions and cruel means, damn it! A Su, you idiot! You can believe anyone’s nonsense, you are not the same as the previous ones, you are the same as the others, you are full of sweet words, you are full of tricks! Don’t think that I don’t know what you are thinking! Don’t you just want to torture Qin Su to make him believe it? You, when the time is right, you will lock Asu into a small black room! Take his sword and cut off his hands, chop off his feet, cut off his tongue, and goug his eyeballs! So sinister and cruel! Then put him in an urn They are poured with salt water every day to torture them!"

Zhong Lidao saw that he dodged the Shangqiong sword and pierced his chest with his right hand. Zhong Lidao held the scabbard with his left hand and lifted it upwards.

Lang Yingjie said: "Hey! So who! Don't slander Brother Zhongli! You want to do this horrible idea! Look at the sword!"

Changfeng hurriedly dodged the sword energy, Zhonglidao wanted to slash his face with a sword, and with a bang, Lang Yingjie rushed to Changfeng and held the Jiupeng sword to block Zhonglidao's attack, explaining with doubts and anxiety : "I'm on your side!"

Zhong Li said with a smile, "I know!"

Then the scabbard swung horizontally and patted Lang Yingjie's waist to push him away. Changfeng's vision was blocked, and there was a huge pain in his chest. eight laps.

"How can I say that I came out at the beginning! Keep kicking me and kicking me! Are you fucking addicted to kicking?! Damn! This stupid man will make trouble for me! Tell him not to go down the mountain, he hit me against the wall! Tell him not to Meddling in the affairs of the fairy gate, he gave me the Houxian mansion! Damn it, I can't play with it, and he insists on stirring up the water! If it weren't for the dead boy he killed this day, I would have worked so hard to come all the way here, it's abominable, really If I don’t show off my power, I will treat me like a sick cat!”

Changfeng was so angry that his hair exploded, and with a few quick seals, the palms of both hands pressed against the ground and a strong wind swirled out. Lang Yingjie was pulled over by Jiupeng Sword, and struck Changfeng's back hard with a slamming sword.

Changfeng aroused his spiritual power to shake him away, and the end of the Jiupeng sword pierced his back. Zhong Lidao grabbed his heart with a claw in front of him. Zhong Lidao raised the poor sword obliquely to block his attack. The ferocious attack was interrupted, and the scabbard in his left hand was raised horizontally behind the blade, the wind became more and more pressing, the two of them met, their purple pupils and blue eyes burst out with all kinds of hatred and anger, Zhong Lidao still looked A high profile that doesn't care.

Between the two of them was the sword blade and the claw wind, Chang Feng grinned and chattered endlessly: "Little owner, let me teach you one thing, never mess with other juniors before you know the other party's details! Especially this idiot!" There are two elder brothers in Su, the elder elder brother I am Yushu Linfeng, the first god in heaven, Wen Neng writes poems to frighten crying children, Wu Neng mounts a horse and conquers the six worlds, and I gather thousands of loves in one body! His second elder brother is as sinister as you, His personality is so bad that there is no lower limit, and there is no bottom line for doing bad things. Although the stupid man is not as handsome as me, his martial arts is not as good as mine, and his head is not as good as mine, but he is my junior after all! You can never stretch out your magic claws to him! I can guess all the dirty and evil thoughts!"

Lang Yingjie ran over with his head covered in grass and said, "So who! You talk too much! Don't be afraid, Brother Zhongli! I'll help you!"

Zhong Lidao held his breath when Chang Feng was bragging about how powerful he was, and first withdrew the sword edge and jumped back. Lang Yingjie picked up the Nine Peng Sword on the ground, and the Nine Peng Sword rushed to Chang Feng in a hurry to catch up with him No, Lang Yingjie was dragged by his own sword, and Changfeng's arm was pierced with three blood holes. Ao Ao screamed in pain, his blue eyes burst into a fierce light, and he jumped up to catch Lang Yingjie.

Lang Yingjie wanted to control the Jiupeng Sword but was controlled by the sword. He held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and his body was shaken violently. The sword seemed to want to break free from his control, and did not obey orders at all. A huge snow-white tiger, like the blue eyes of the sky, the shadow of the white tiger enveloped him, and he could swallow the sun by opening his mouth. Lang Yingjie arched his shoulders and tried to hold down the Jiupeng sword, but he couldn't react in time. live.

Lang Yingjie closed his eyes instinctively, the Jiupeng Sword still screamed disobediently, a huge silver light pierced out, and the long wind stopped behind Lang Yingjie, with blood spurting from his right shoulder, Lang Yingjie felt dizzy and sat on the ground with his hands empty. land.

Zhong Lidao swung the poor sword, and the blood on the edge of the sword fell on the petals at his feet. He looked down at his abdomen, and a red-stained sword tip protruded!

Lang Yingjie stared at him with wide eyes and said, "Brother Zhongli!"

Zhong Lidao raised his palm and slapped the sword, the Jiupeng sword withdrew from behind, and fell to the ground with a sound of Kang.

Changfeng exhaled deeply and pressed his shoulders, Lang Yingjie hurriedly wanted to take medicine for him, a group of Leaf people rushed out of the barrier to attack Changfeng and Lang Yingjie with their swords!

Zhong Lidao covered the wound, his palms and trousers were soaked with blood like a fountain, the blade man turned a blind eye to him, bypassing him and attacking the other two crazily.

"A Li!"

When Zhong Lidao saw Qin Su in the chaos, the other party was clearly unable to speak, but he still felt that the other party was calling his name with worry on his face.

Qin Su slapped away the Ye Huaren who surrounded Chang Feng and Lang Yingjie, and approached Zhong Lidao, seven or eight Ye Hua people wrapped around his legs, Chang Feng couldn't move and shouted: "Stupid Su! You come back to me!"

Qin Su stared at Chang Feng's blue eyes: "If Zhong Lidao dies, I will never return to Heaven in my life!"

Chang Feng held down the backs of the two Ye Huaren's heads and made them bump into each other, cursing: "You idiot! He's not a good guy at all! He's just playing the sad card to lie to you! Who can play this kind of bitter drama! Appearance Pretend to be a three-year-old youth, and make up a bunch of memories with you to kill and deceive a three-year-old child! There are so many last resorts! It’s best that every bad person has a reason to rely on! Don’t leave! Come back to me! A Su!”

Sure enough, Lang Yingjie made a big commotion again, with sword energy soaring into the sky, green fire and saber light surrounding Youzhou, Ye Huaren attacked him symbolically, but they all hit the legs, feet, stomach and buttocks where the buttocks were not fatal. He pointed at the mask People shouted: "Someone come out and fight! Are you hiding inside and be a bastard!"

The masked man watched Ye Huaren's attack leisurely, dragged a bench, pulled out the pipa and played it. Lang Yingjie saw that it was string music again, and reacted fiercely, covering his cheeks and jumping back a few feet away. Knock over a bunch of Leafs.

He only heard the sound of the clank and the zither interspersed with the sound of the weapons colliding, Changfeng was afraid that the qinsu would not pay attention and hurriedly said in his direction: "Stupid! Not good! Be careful of the sound of the zither!"

Clank clang clang clang clang clang clang clang, the bitter music resounds in the chaos of war.

Lang Yingjie was directly sent flying by the sound wave, breaking a tree trunk, and a rain of fallen leaves flooded him.

Chang Feng kept on talking nonsense, and was besieged and insisted on complaining about the world: "Damn! It's good to sing eighteen touches, but playing such a sad reminder is trying to kill someone? Can the soundtrack of the fighting scene be more impassioned? This is another It’s not a danmei novel! This is a war and military novel! There won’t be weak and glamorous sword immortals who open cheats, but generals with masculine muscles! Hey! Why are you so stupid! Don’t you seal your perception first?! "

Chang Feng's roar was surrounded by hundreds of Yehua people, almost submerged in the sea of ​​people. Hundreds of shining long swords greeted him at a time. Emerging from the pile of fallen leaves, Jiupeng Sword was not fighting those Yehua people, and immediately chased after him with a sword hilt and hit him on the head. He crawled out with his head in his arms, and shouted to Qinsu with great loyalty: "Zhongli Brother is injured! Take him away quickly, I can block him here!"

Chang Feng hid in a panic, half of which was covered in blood, he was so painful that he insisted on talking, and said at the top of his voice, "Stop the fart! You can't control that broken sword by yourself!"

It's just chatter, and you will answer to death!

Lang Yingjie was provoked by him again: "What are you talking about! How could my brother be injured if you hadn't raided to seize the sword?! The most shameless is you! Woo! What time is it! Don't make trouble!"

Talking about going to pull the flying Jiupeng Sword to stab Changfeng, the two Yehua people punched him four or five times when his stomach was empty. Head, making a sound like knocking on an empty rice bucket, and playing the pipa on the point. The masked man seemed to think the picture was very interesting, and the playing became more and more miserable. Jiupeng sword chased Lang Yingjie knocked louder, Lang Yingjie ran away with his head in his arms, and the Changfeng beat all the way back down the mountain.

Behind the barrier, a row of Yehua people guarded Ji Zongchen and Lou Jingxiang with their swords. Ji Zongchen squatted down and hid behind, happily saying, "As expected of this general's younger brother, he fought well! This sword style is beautiful! Aji, don't stop!" Let them attack Lang Yingjie! Forget about Changfeng, go and attack Lang Yingjie!"

The tone was extremely excited, and the masked man said quietly: "The way you show your brother's love is really flattering."

Ji Zongchen stared at Lang Yingjie with a satisfied face and said, "You don't understand at all, a real man has to be trained like this, good! This punch is beautiful! Come again! Oh, oh, oh! It's the general's younger brother! Kicked!" Good! Press down on the back of your foot again!"

The masked man said in a cold tone: "You know that you look at the expression of a young talent like this, it's not like your brother, it's just like a pervert."

Ji Zongchen was afraid of being seen by Lang Yingjie, so he grabbed a branch to cover his face, and said, "Hmph! Your family is not warm, how do I know Yingjie's father loves you?"

The mask said humanely: "Father's love refers to a father's love for his son, and you are not his father. Before talking back, you should learn the Central Plains dialect well!"

Seeing that Lang Yingjie was blocked by the woods, Ji Zongchen quickly shouted: "Aji! Tell Ye Huaren to move that row of trees away! He blocked my view of Lang Yingjie."

Ji Zongchen had never told Jin Ji that his younger brother was Lang Yingjie. The less people knew about secrets, the better. Although it was awkward to see Jin Ji looking for the young master every day in a hemp sash, General Ji would rather let him look for him. The general imagined the scene of recognizing his younger brother many times, and then bringing his younger brother majestically before His Highness. These thoughts formed Ji Zongchen's strong motivation to keep trying to track his younger brother!

Jin Ji stood on it and formed a curse mark, the sound of the wind diluted the other party's voice, only heard the words "move the tree away" and threw a ball of green fire to explode a row of giant trees in front of him.

Ji Zongchen saw Lang Yingjie holding the Jiupeng sword crookedly in the air and being thrown back and forth in the air, as stupid as his posture could be. He sincerely praised: "This sword technique is really unique in the three worlds!"

The masked man and Jinji: "..."

Jin Ji didn't understand why his general was so happy. Seeing that he was very happy watching Lang Yingjie being beaten miserably, he ordered Ye Huaren's army to kill Lang Yingjie ferociously.

Seeing the opportunity, Changfeng didn't come back again, turned around decisively and ran down the mountain. Hundreds of Yehua people kept throwing swords at Lang Yingjie. Lang Yingjie was firmly hit by Jiupeng Sword several times. Being caught, struggling frantically, Lang Yingjie is also a muscle, he won't let go after beating him to death, Ye Huaren set off Lang Yingjie's heroic figure all around, Xilihulu was overturned by this man's sword, it looks like Lang Yingjie from a distance Blocking a hundred, in fact, he himself was dragged all the way by his sword, and his feet pressed against the soil, stirring up loess and leaves all over the sky.

Ji Zongchen looked like a good brother from the Central Plains to Lang Yingjie. He stood up and threw away the branch in his hand. Seeing Lang Yingjie ran away and disappeared, he changed into a serious expression and said: "I'm a little hungry, don't you, Aji?" Let's play! Let's cook!"

Jin Ji saw that the general was still very happy just now, and suddenly changed back to a world-weary face similar to that of Loutan Master, is he really close to Zhu Zhechi?

Lou Jingxiang's face behind the mask had some subtle changes, no one could see it, even if he was seen, Ji Zongchen didn't understand what he was thinking, and passing by him couldn't help being sour and said to the other side: "You finally found yourself so sissy Your face! Hehe! Wearing this looks much better than the original face, why don’t you wear it all the time and don’t take it off.”

After being so sour, I saw Lang Yingjie up close today, and turned to leave in a good mood.

Jin Ji and Lou Jingxiang whispered: "The general has such a temper, a little bit of a bad mouth but no malice, don't take it to heart, Lord Tan."

Lou Jingxiang hugged the pipa and took off his mask. With soft and delicate facial features, long eyelashes drooping, and a smile of a good wife and mother, he whispered softly: "It's okay, I just like General Ji's straight-forward, no-nonsense approach." Make no secret of your IQ . . . I mean, the true nature of your emotions."

Jin Ji looked astonished, and mustered up his courage to say intermittently: "Tan Master...that...my general still... prefers breasts...I'm not saying you're not good...that.... .”

Ji Zongchen stopped and stood on the steps: "Stay lucky! What are you doing so dawdly? Come here soon!"

Jin Ji hastily hugged the bench and jogged to keep up.

Ji Zongchen punched him on the back, but it didn't hurt much, and said, "Just don't tell him anything other than official business!"

Seeing the general's displeasure, Jin Ji smiled virtuously while holding the pipa behind his face, thinking in horror that the general might be jealous, right? !God!Said: "I..."

Ji Zongchen slapped him on the back of the head and said angrily, "Stay away from him, do you hear me?"

Jin Ji's heart beat, and he wanted to cry: "General! I, I, I wouldn't call him Mrs. General!" In the end, he pronounced the words Mrs. General almost by biting his tongue.

After finishing speaking, he walked away quickly with red eyes, looking at his back feeling very wronged, and ran towards the kitchen. Ji Zongchen said to himself with a question mark on his face: "What are you doing, you idiot! What is the general's wife? Are you in love?"

Turning his head and staring angrily, Lou Jingxiang snorted heavily and strode away. Lou Jingxiang was very clear about the respective thoughts of the two masters and servants, but he still liked to tease them vulgarly, humming all the way back to his dormitory.

"Don't fucking get close to me!"

"There is only one way down the mountain! If I don't follow you, I will go nowhere!"

"Those people are just chasing you! You are so stupid! What a rotten sword your master gave you! Make such a loud noise so that no one will know that someone is breaking in! Damn! Where are you going to fight!"

"Don't speak ill of my master!"

"Damn! Damn! Damn! I'm a friendly army now! Stop! Don't come over! Aww! It's killing me! Where are you going to fight! I'm a wounded soldier! Damn! Wounds!"

Ye Huaren was shaken away by Lang Yingjie's sword energy, and watched the two pinch each other speechlessly.

Qin Su knew that his senior brother had sense of proportion. Just now, he saw a man in a blue shirt wearing a mask behind the barrier playing the pipa leisurely. Inside was a fist-fighting elder brother and a world-weary master. He knew that Lang Yingjie was safe and carried the clock on his back. Lidao ran all the way down the mountain.

No, it's really unsafe because of Lou Jingxiang's presence. The simple and honest Qin Su has never noticed that Master Lou Tan's half-true memory kills.