After the war, it is necessary to recuperate. This is common sense. Because the court army has not constituted a threat, and the mountain village has Song Fengshan sitting in the town, Song Yuzhuo is not in a hurry to rush back, just waiting for Chu Yu to wake up next time, he has to ask something.

A pure Wufu who enters the room, as long as it does not hurt the fundamentals and spirits of the body, after a period of rest and recuperation, it can restore the peak, the length of time, varies from person to person, Song Yuzhuo originally thought that "Wu Shenjing", that is, Chen Ping An’s so-called golden body, feathering and mountainous scenery, it is said that the conversion between the old and the new, the real gas can be completed in an instant, the outsiders can not understand the truth, of course, there is no flaw, the Qingzhu Jianxian was on the battlefield, waiting for the rabbit, It is impossible to appear, so the central rivers and lakes of Baojuan have been rumored to be full of domineering, called "the martial arts before the death of the gods, are the peaks", but Song Yuzhuo is just a hearsay, Chen Pingan only knows the boundaries of the realm, for the refining of the three realms The scenery of the top of the martial arts is still covered with clouds.

Song Yu-sang saw that Chen Ping’s face was not very good. This was a bit unusual. It was reasonable to say that after Wu Fu left the battlefield, the weather should be stable. Chen Ping’s life showed some fatigue, and he stopped and couldn’t help but ask. : "What happened? Was it hurt?"

Chen Pingxian first looked at Chu Yu, breathing slowly and smoothly, as if there was no sign of waking up for the time being, but Chen Ping’s words were not to be said, as if he had followed Liu Yiyang’s mountains and mountains in his youth, and after grabbing the mountain snake, he only needs to shake the snake body. Can be able to relax his bones, but also a shake of the wrist, the General Combs General will be shocked and fainted.

Originally, I thought that I would mourn my heart, and my eyes would be black and I would be unaware. It’s really nothing to do with such a **** sword fairy who doesn’t talk about the rivers and lakes.

Chen Pingan explained this with Song Yuzhuo: "Because it is not a sword repair on the mountain, so I have to control two flying swords. It takes a lot of effort. Although they can kill the enemy after leaving the sword, they still need me. Divide some of the gods on the flying sword, like their scabbards, otherwise they will not stay in the gas house or raise the sword for too long, and the square inch is used a bit more, plus two times the ventilation is a bit hasty, It’s a bit uncomfortable now, but it’s okay, as long as there is no big fight in the near future, you can breathe a little bit to make up for it.”

Song Yu was relieved and walked between the mountains and forests. The shades of the trees and the sunshine complemented each other. The old man was refreshed and relaxed. He had both the heart and the heart open, and he had re-ignited a touch of water on the rivers and lakes. hope. Even if the heart is not old, the rivers and lakes are still there.

The old man suddenly smiled: "Chen Pingan, although you have a sword, you don't have to shoot every time like Jian Xian. Afterwards, you have to spend a certain amount of treasures to repair the smashing of the sword. But One yard of the code, Chu Yu actually asked the Songxi Guoqing Zhu Jianxian pressure array, this time without your help, I must be planted in the siege of the army, so I went back to the villa, I will take all the little snow money As a gift, the number is not much. After so many years, it will cost less than 2,000. Fengshan went to Xianjiadukou to buy '沧水', and used half of it, so I can only give you eight or nine hundred small snow money. ”

When the old man said this, some of them were embarrassed and self-deprecating: "I didn't want to comb the life of the Sword of the Sword of Song Shui, but I was worth less than a thousand small snow money."

Chen Ping thought for a moment and nodded. "Song Laos, I only need three or four hundred small snow money. I don't have to give it to me. Song Fengshan will definitely use it later."

Although in the square of Feijian fifteen, there is a pile of snow money that Tsing Yi children bought in the ordinary snake gallstones, and there are eight more precious small summer money, not too small. However, under the recommendation of Wei Wei, Chen Pingan witnessed the scene of the Niujiao Mountain Baozhai, and worried that he would go to the Xianjia Ferry and once he met the favorite mountain objects, he would regret it.

As for the old Song and the Jianshui Mountain Villa, Chen Pingan believes that the old man said that Qingshan does not change, and the green water flows.

Chen Ping chooses to accept the money, but not all. In addition to the unexpected expectation of Song Yu, the old man can not help but say: "You are polite... you are welcome! Xiao knows the older generation of Jianghu people, how would you say? With a chest saying, 'Between brothers, talking about money hurts feelings, if you treat me as a brother, then you have to talk about it again, otherwise the brothers have to do it.'"

Chen Ping shook his head: "It’s harder to owe people than to owe money, at least I am."

Song Yuzhuo had a deep understanding of this and nodded: "It is true."

The old man finally added, "It should be."

The mountain winds are blowing in the mountains, the green leaves are wandering, and the shade is cool.

Because of the physical condition of Chen Ping’s body, Song Yuzhuo did not walk fast, but there was no wind pressure in his heart. The old man would enjoy the scenery along the road. Song Yuzhuo only reminded Chen Ping that he would wake up next time. Halo, he has something to ask. Chen Ping’s self-defeating, determined that the general martial arts of Chu Yu was repaired, and Chen Ping, who was cautious and cautious, also let go of his heart. He did not want to walk the mountains with Chu, but it was not a matter of taking the neck of others. Going, Chen Pingan simply dragged a leg of Chu Yu, like a mountain king who inspected the site, using the broom to "clean up" the litter in his own courtyard.

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Qingzhu Jianxian is not afraid of Song Yuzhuan and the young man chasing himself. He walks back to the state town along the official road and suddenly turns his head to look at the roadside forest in the distance. After standing, he reaches for the hand hanging on the waist side. Cut green bamboo. From the mountain forest slowly walked out of an acquaintance of a green bamboo sword fairy, the age of the ancient, the face is angular, clear, a look is not a good river and lake people, waist sabre, wrapped in green scabbard with unknown green material, The length is far better than the sword of the ordinary swordsman, extremely eye-catching.

Qingzhu Jianxian walked out of the official road and headed for the ancient Shujianjian who had a number of faces. The two stopped at the same pace, 20 steps apart.

The old swordsman smiled and said: "Su Shi, the last time there was a riverside, has five or six years?"

Qingzhu Swordsman said: "Lin Gushan, what are you looking for? There is something to say, I am not in a good mood now."

For the arrogance of a younger generation of rivers and lakes, the old swordsman did not care, and really opened the door to see the mountain: "I was asked by the national teacher this time, come here to intercept Chen Pingan, had a fight before, a royal family dedicated to practicing gas and snakes Madame, I have died in the hands of Chen Pingan. Now I only have to buy the landlord and I don’t want to stop. I have seen a wonderful drama in the mountains before, I wonder if I can Join hands and pursue Chen Ping and Song Yuzhu together. After success, Song Yu burned it to you, and Chen Ping gave us back to the ancient Shu Kingdom."

Su Shi took a look at the mountains and asked two questions. "Is it too late? Is there an odds?"

Gushu Guojian Zunlin Gushan nodded: "Buy the Loulou landlord is the best at assassination, he will first move his hand, carry out the harassment, enough to delay the two people's footsteps. As for the odds, I can only say that things are artificial. The three of us even join hands In the end, I can live a few, and I can’t guarantee Lin Gushan."

Su Shi smiled and said: "If the seniors of Lin said that the odds are great, then I will not order this."

Lin Gushan asked: "Is this a promise?"

Su Shi nodded: "You first go to support the owner of the building, I want to return to the original road, go to the deputy general of Chu's fine riding, and the two combing countries to worship the practicing spirit, you two can only stop the Song Rain and Chen Ping, I can make the odds bigger."

Lin Gushan is somewhat hesitant.

Su Shi smiled and said: "This time hastily joined forces, it is advantageous to gather, no profit is scattered, you believe that my Su Shi is normal, but I want to believe that the head of a young man who is a squirting country, for a pine In the case of Xi Guojian, how big is the temptation."

Lin Gushan sneered and said: "Is it easy to take the head of the ancient Shujian Zun, and take it away? At that time, there are dozens of national rivers and lakes, but you swordsman alone is the only martial art, it is not better!"

Su Shi’s hand pointed to a glimpse of the blue silk hanging from the corner of the horn. He slammed the green bamboo in one hand and looked very casual. “You’ve never got into my eyes.”

Lin Gushan, who has a very poor reputation in the rivers and lakes, squinted, and he smiled and said: "There is a big breath."

Su Shi’s look is calm. “The truth has always been not very good.”

Lin Gushan laughed and said coldly: "No matter what, today's Song Chen and the two are our enemies. I am waiting for the good news with the owner of the building! If you are late, I dare not say that vengeance. Will you buy a squatter, will you retaliate against you, Su Lin, I will definitely ask you and the Songxi National Royal Family to ask for a fair."

Su Shi extended a hand and gestured to Lin Gushan.

The sword is a savage one.

Su Shi also turned and plunged into the official road.

Only in the middle of the road, Su Shi suddenly stopped his body shape, he saw an innocent and moving girl, a goose yellow powder skirt, standing in the middle of the road.

Su Shi slowly moved forward.

The girl took out a secret letter from her sleeve and had a vermilion seal on her head. She wrote the letter to prevent the messenger from unpacking. The girl smiled and said: "Song Fengshan wants me to hand it over to you, saying that you open the envelope. As you can see, the guy also said that if you promised, just click on my face and you will do it. Song Fengshan promised that after a dozen countries and rivers, you will be able to occupy half of the country with the status of Jianxian."

Su Shi thought for a moment, from the sleeves, two pairs of white silk threaded gloves, put on, and waved: "Throw it."

The girl is one of the four gongs of the ancient country of the ancient temple, and this time she left the Jianshui Villa, in addition to staring at Song Yuzhu, in case of any eventuality, it is more important to find this secret letter. To the hands of Su Shi, the Qingzhu Swordsman, who is well-known in the rivers and lakes, is actually the emperor of Songxi, but his bloodline is not correct. There is no chance of inheriting the throne.

Su Shi carefully removed the seal, opened the envelope, quickly browsed through the contents of the secret letter, and the corner of the mouth slid a curve, then the wrist shook, shattered the secret letter, took off the glove and retracted the sleeve, Su Shi nodded: "Girl I can go to Song Fengshan to cross the border. Since the Jianshui Villa is so sincere, I will also vote for the Tao, and the girl tells Song Fengshan that there will soon be a good news that is not too big, and has a relationship with the old sword. I hope that Song Fengshan will do it."

At the moment, the girl has nothing to do, and her hands are behind her. The fingers are intertwined and she smiles. "Song Fengshan, although he does not understand the customs, can still do things very calmly. It is better than the devils who have lived for hundreds of years and hundreds of years. You must be sophisticated. So Su Shi can rest assured that in the future you will be the king of the rivers and lakes in the dozens of countries, not sitting on a dragon chair like a dragon chair."

Su Shi smiled and said: "That is the girl's words."

"If there is a lack of pillows in the future, Su Dajian will only know, and the slaves will be on call!" The girl throws a wink at the man of Yushu, and makes a string of silver bells, and the figure is swaying and then turned into a A stream of green smoke, rising from the ground, quickly disappeared in the air.

Su Shi continued to move forward alone, but began to weigh the pros and cons.

It is a quick success, and the benefits will be settled early.

Or join forces with Song Fengshan, let him push himself to the high level of the rivers and lakes king?

Su Shi suddenly laughed and laughed. There was a proposal on the secret letter. It was really interesting. Song Fengshan promised that there would be a mighty river and lake in every ten years. The two would fight in a peak. Song Fengshan would inherit it. The title of Juggernaut in Jianshui Villa, with the status of Juggernaut, and Su Shi, who is the sole name of the sword fairy, carry out the so-called battle between life and death. In fact, it is just acting for the rivers and lakes. In the letter, Song Fengshan even picked up three places to fight. The first time was that Song Fengshan challenged Su Shi. The place was chosen at the top of the main hall of the Songxi National Palace. Su Shi won the second time. At the top of the waterfall of Shuishanzhuang, Song Fengshan was slightly better. For the third time, he was about to be in the mass grave of Jiaozhi County in Caiyi, and Su Shi won.

Su Shi felt very interesting.

Therefore, he decided to take the sword of the ancient Shu State and the head of the landlord, and pick it up as a gift.

Su Shi soon saw the figure of the horses and horses of the Qingshui State. In his mind, Song Fengshan’s interlocking plans, muttered: “Can the rivers and lakes still play like this?”

In the end, the Songxi National Swordsman did not go straight to the army, but suddenly turned to the mountain.

Still three to two, but this three is Song Yu, Chen Pingan, plus him Su Shi.

Will be together to deal with Lin Gushan and the owner of the building.

After Su Shi entered the forest road, he began to deliberately slow down and smiled: "The rivers and lakes are sinister."

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Within the state town, there is a Beijing-based dignitary in an inconspicuous secluded house. Although the house can't talk about the extravagant style, the interior is very clean, all kinds of decorations are full of the elegant atmosphere of the scholarly door, and the place is quiet. Obviously it took a lot of thought.

There is a pampered woman standing in the hospital, although the age is not small, but the maintenance is good, the charm still exists, not looking at the wrinkles of the corners of the eyes, like a young woman in her thirties, she is bending over to a bite The large tank is fed with fish, and there are dozens of exquisite goldfish in the tail. It is also planted with a green lotus flower. The gold and green colors are interesting.

In addition to this glamorous Beijing woman, there is only one strong niece in the hospital, no one else.

However, the lanes around the house are hidden secrets. Not only are there military guards in the army, but also several martial arts masters are hiding in the market. Some of the finest and capable old catches of the thorny residences have long been secretly martial. It can be seen that this visitor to the capital city is bound to come.

But in the heavy protection, the burly victorious woman like a saber, the virgins, without any warning, softly on the ground, behind the prostitute, there is a handsome man with a folding fan, fanling the breeze, the hair of the horns drifting slightly, laughing and looking The woman who was still bent over to feed, the rich woman's posture is full, the scenery is bleak, the son of the son only feels that this scene, the beauty is not good, it is worthwhile.

The woman stood up and turned her head and looked at the young man silently.

The young man smiled: "Madam, we met in Beijing before."

The woman looked calm and sneered: "When did the younger brother of Xiaozhongshan Han, have the courage to marry a great general?"

After the young man folded the folding fan, his hands covered his face and slowly wiped it down. Finally, a woman's familiar face was revealed. The young man smiled at the same familiar voice of the woman: "Now? My good lady?"

Before the woman screamed, Han Yuanshan, a younger brother of Xiaozhongshan, put out a finger and snorted. "Mrs. Rest assured, Han Hanshan only likes to steal the heart, never stealing the woman's body. But I believe that one day, my wife is willing to recommend her pillow, and me..."

At this moment, Han Yuanshan, who showed his face in the face of Chu, extended his finger to the fish tank. After the words paused, he continued: "There is a glimpse of the fish and the joy of fish and water."

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In the color-dressing country, Ruzhi County, there is an old gentleman who hangs jade around his waist, standing in the city, his eyes are dignified.

In the capital city of the capital city, in the royal palace of the palace, there is a place of the ancient ruins, and there is also a jade in the waist, the old man standing in the window, without a word, the emperor of the color coat is standing next to the battle, not even sitting.

The ancient Shu Kingdom, or a green sorcerer who stood in the same year, still admired the jade with the same style. He sat in a rough carriage that was hired, and then abandoned the green maid who was disgusted. On the official road that is 20 miles away from the ancient Shu Kingdom, he was scared and dumbfounded. He saw that there were thousands of fine squadrons on the other side, and there were a lot of Huangguan Gongqing’s official posts. It seems that there is still a man in a yellow robe standing on the side of the road, standing with his hands, as if waiting for someone?

The readers in the carriage put down the books in his hands and said to him: "When you stop at the station and stop the horse, rest assured, they are waiting for me. In addition to the deposits previously delivered, the rewards given to you by the ancient courts in the private court are the rest of me. Everything is spent."

After saying this, the middle-aged scholars smiled as they packed up the book box: "It’s hard to come out and go to the country, you don’t want to be angry."

In Jianshui Mountain Villa, the main ceremony of the Wulin League is about to be held. Within the lobby, there are fewer faces that have appeared in the previous feasts, but there are also many famous rivers and lakes, black and white, and rivers and lakes in the country. Hero, most of them are here.

Song Fengshan sits in the main position and sees these people in the storm. In fact, there is not much emotional fluctuation.

Among them, there are people who have speculative speculation, those who have squandered their grievances, those who have judged the situation and then bet on their bets, and those who think they can see a big joke.

Not far from Song Fengshan, sitting with his wife, dressing up, that graceful, I am afraid not to lose to the girls in the palace.

Song Fengshan certainly has a well-thought-out, and some people below think that it is a stable victory.

But neither side thought that the door of an uninvited guest broke the painstaking and long-term plan on both sides.

There was no concierge at all, and there was no disciple from Jianshui Villa to stop. After seeing the self-registered figure, almost everyone was subconsciously giving gifts and treating guests with Confucian etiquette.

The young man wearing a Confucian shirt and a scarf wearing a jade hangs around his waist. In an unclear pace and rhythm, he walks into the lobby of the gathering of Jianshui Mountain Villa. After crossing the threshold, he looked around again and once again reported his identity. "Wanghu Academy, the wise man."

In the lobby, almost everyone stood up and stood up to the people.

The young man replied, and then walked two or three steps forward, looking to the Shoushui Villa on the main seat.

Song Fengshan’s face was gloomy, and the young woman sitting nearby showed her eyes and could not act rashly.

The young sage of Guanhu Academy is plain and plain: ""Han Yuanshan, a younger brother of Xiaozhongshan, can be in a mountain village? ”

Song Fengshan suppressed the anger in his heart and pulled his lips. He said slowly: "Unfortunately, Han Yuanshan was still in the mountain village yesterday. Today, it is no longer there. He said that it is a temporary intention, and he has to travel to the river. I don't know this. Mr. Academy, what is it for him? If you are not in a hurry, I can tell Han Yuanshan."

The young sage smiled. "Han Yuan is a scholar of the Confucianism. He is a Confucian student, but he is practicing the magical martial arts. He is guilty of speculation and harms a country. I will take him to the Guanhu Academy for punishment. As for how to deal with it, When I arrived at the academy, I decided. Song Fengshan, I am not a sage of the Academy, but I want to persuade you to say that it’s not too late. It’s not too late to make up for it.”

Song Fengshan elbows on the chair handle, dragging the gang, so squinting his head, laughing at the sage of the Guanhu Academy, so I looked at it.

It is rumored that these unspeakable gentlemen and gentlemen, each time they leave the academy, are ordered to act, and the jade that is given by the saints of the academy will be hung in the waist, and they can record all the way to see and cultivate themselves, so as to show the light of words and deeds. The jade style is the simplest and most elegant Ping An card in the world, but the different sages and gentlemen, the words engraved on the top, have different contents, but without exception, they have profound meanings, often containing the expectations and points of the saints in this school.

Song Fengshan was rude and did not answer the words. The young woman would of course round off. After standing up and saluting the sage of the school, she smiled and said: "If Han Yuanshan is really like this, my Jianshui Villa will act in good faith and be righteous. I must do my best to help the college to take this person."

Zhou looked at the woman, Shen Sheng said: "If you don't break the Changsheng Bridge early, you can stand here and say nothing, otherwise your end will not be better than Han Yuanshan. The magic road people, making waves in the rivers and lakes, own chivalrous people. In addition to the magic guardian, if you dare to invade the mountains and rivers of a country, my college will never be light!"

Song Fengshan sat up straight and stared at Zhou Mo. "Talk to my wife, you are best polite."

"Fengshan!"

The young woman turned her head and whispered softly. Song Fengshan saw her anxious eyes, and her heart sighed. The body leaned back against the back of the chair and stopped talking.

At this time, Dou Yang, the self-styled demon teacher, poured a glass of wine and slammed the glass on the table and sneered out.

The young sage turned to look at the practicing martial artist and said: "When I finish the school's business, I will take off my waist and admire. I hope that you will laugh when you arrive."

Douyang squinting eyes should not be less than 30-year-old school master, hehe said: "Others are afraid that you look at the name of the lake college, afraid of death, I am afraid of Dou Yang, but because I know the rules of your college, it also It’s not a war, what is the threshold of Confucian sages, how is the bottleneck, and how big the gap with the gentleman is, I know it clearly, so you don’t have to press me to say it. It’s hard to hear, you pick the jade card, I still I will be jealous of your college, and I dare to let go of your hand, but if you have the ability to pick up the Confucian shawl and take action with the rivers and lakes, then I don’t want you to fight you, I will follow you. surname!"

The words of the devil head Douyang are so domineering and deflated. Even if they are some white people, they feel that this person has done a lot of evil. It is a **** hurricane on the rivers and lakes, and can be a Guanhu Academy. The face of the sage, saying such words, is really the word of innocent rivers and lakes! Can the water country have such a magical giant, is it considered to have overwhelmed the rivers and lakes of the ancient country?

The wise man smiled slightly.

He bowed his head and whispered to the jade card: "Sir, listen to you, can I bear it? Hold back the sages of the academy, and stop, go out, away from the college, and still Forbearance, a magical martial artist? Well, you will definitely say that you can bear it forever, and you can regain your life as a gentleman, but... I can’t stand it... oh, sir, you have to say 啥... Hey, hey, can you hear me? Hey, the jade card has a problem, sir, you must take care of the guys in the college manufacturing bureau. Then, don’t talk, go back to the college. Sir, can you change a piece of jade for me..."

In the end, everyone saw the young man who was talking nonsense, and stretched out his hand like a jade card that trembled on his own. He shook it hard. At the end, he double-fingered, gently turned, and had a breeze. Surrounded by the jade card, wrapped it like a silkworm cocoon, the young sage smiled and took Yu Pei off, and earned it in the sleeve.

The young woman did not pay attention, went to Song Fengshan, and smiled bitterly: "Fengshan, I remember, this person is one of the rumors of the sage of the Guanhu Academy. Among the disciples, this person is the youngest, temper Worst, the ability...even if there is no highest, but it is sure to rank second. He obtained the status of a gentleman at the age of the weak crown. At that time, he was extremely sensational and was praised as the best candidate for the 'Positive Man' after Cui Minghuang. It is very likely that the school sage will personally inspect and examine, so the Guanhu Academy has protected him very well. We have been recorded as Zhou Juran, not Zhou Mo.

Dou Yang was sitting in the same place and swallowed.

Although he did not know that Zhou Mo is Zhou Juran, but "smashing the sage" and "returning to the gentleman", Dou Yang still caught the clues.

Therefore, Douyang stood up and apologized.

To convince a Confucian gentleman to give up, never to lose.

It was only for the time being to leave the academy as a wise man. He extended his hand and pointed his finger at Douyang, the devil in the country. He smiled and said: "My Confucian sages once had a magnificent poem, and asked future generations, no one, no one. Sichuan gravel is as big as a bucket, and the wind is full of stones. The later generations are here to answer, I have seen!"

The burly body of Dou Yang, with him as the center of the heart, the hurricane swept through, the fierce wind like a land tornado, crazy around the magic road giant.

The end of Dou Yang is a veritable shape.

The hurricane dissipated and the bones fell to the ground.

The young sage did not look at the sinus Yang with only one white bone left, looked up slightly and looked at Song Fengshan and asked: "Do you know now, I have been talking with your wife before, is it very polite?"

Song Fengshan was so angry that his younger back was exposed, but the young woman who stood by her hand stretched her hand and pressed his back. She smiled and said: "Our couple, of course, know the goodwill given by Zhou Fuzi."

Zhou moment smiled. "Since Han Yuanshan is not present, then I will not disturb your co-authors. I will go to him and you will continue."

The sages of the academy turned and turned, so they went to the gate. Just happened to have an old and a small return to Jianshui Mountain Villa. They walked side by side to the lobby. It seemed that they had experienced a series of dangerous wars and their bodies were stained with blood.

The two sides did not stop, and did not say anything, just passing each other when they crossed the threshold.

The young sage has been staring at the young man who is behind the sword. The latter is a bit strange, and he looks back at him, and the two look at each other.

Even if the teenager has already entered the lobby, he will no longer look at him. He was once a young sage of the Guanhu Academy, or he turned his head and looked at the teenager.