Aliang stood up and heard a horn on the battlefield, and the wilderness took over.

Both sides will clean up the battlefield, and the end of the next big battle may not require a horn.

Aliang came to the pavilion at the Longya Cliff, loosened the empty jug in his hand, and the body rotated a circle. He took a scorpion and kicked the jug out of the pavilion and fell on the performance field.

The war came to an end. At one time, the sword repair on the head of the city, such as the migratory birds heading north, returned home, a sword light, picturesque scenery.

Retreat, raise wounds, refine swords, drink alcohol.

The deceased has passed away, and the sadness of the survivors will be dissolved in the wine bowl, or booze or drink, on the wine table.

Aliang forgets which high man said on the wine table, the human stomach is the best wine cell in the world, so the story of the man is the best puree, plus the bitterness, and then blending the joys and sorrows, It can produce the best drinks and tastes endless.

Thinking about it, taking a shot of the thigh, this high man is himself.

It’s really bad to be a person, and you have to change it.

Soon, a group of people Yu Jian returned to Ningfu from the city, and Ning Yao suddenly fell into a hurry and landed at the gate, talking to the old man.

The rest of Chen Sanqiu, stacked, Dong painted, 晏琢, Fan Dache, still went straight to the pavilion, floating and falling, collecting the sword in the sheath.

Aliang supported the hand on the pavilion, and reached the ground with one foot on her toes. Looking at the slim woman, she said: "The stack is a big girl."

Stacked and smiled and shouted Aliang.

When she was a child, Duan often accompanied Aliang to squat in the streets and lanes. The man was guilty of how to swear out the money. The little girl was guilty of how to prevent herself from buying wine. Every time she buys wine, she can earn some running fares. Copper coins, broken silver. The "fight" between the copper coins and the copper coins in the rag bag, if it is added with one or two pieces of broken silver, it is the most pleasant sound under the sun. Unfortunately, the number of credits of Aliang is too many, the shopkeepers of the wine cellars, see She is afraid of her.

Dong Huawen asked: "Where is it?"

Aliang smiled and said: "Ask your mother."

Dong draws a smile, "Hey, I’m talking about it, and my mother said that you helped me with this name, and I was uneasy."

Aliang reluctantly said: "What are you talking about? Let your mothers look at some of the world's fat powder books. You have so many books in your family. I don't know how many black-hearted booksellers who have supported Nanpo Weizhou. Not good, the content is also rough, ten books, there is no one can make people look at the second time, your sister is a conscience gimmick, so many key pages, tearing up, toilet paper?"

Dong painted the character does not speak, this thing, he also has a share, his sister slaps the book, murderous, he is only responsible for helping to tear the book, and then his sister secretly bound into a book.

Chen Sanqiu kicked his boots and sat cross-legged, sitting in a relaxed state, leaning against the railing.

He likes Dong, and Dong does not like Aliang, but this is not the reason why Chen Sanqiu does not like Aliang.

On the contrary, Chen Sanqiu admired Aliang’s free and easy, and was very grateful to Aliang’s actions.

For example, for himself, Aliang once had a big fight with the boss Jianxian in private, and yelled at Chen’s family, Chen Xiyi, but did not tell Chen Sanqiu from beginning to end. Chen Sanqiu knew these inside stories afterwards, but only when he knew it. Aliang has left the Great Wall of Jianqi, wearing a hat, and hanging a bamboo knife, so he quietly returned to his hometown.

Some swordsmen, swordsmanship is high, but not free, life and the world, always uncomfortable.

It seems that the most free Aliang, but always said that true freedom, has never been unconcerned.

The fat man is knocking his back on the man's shoulders and whispering, "Aliang Aliang, how do I use the swordsmanship now, go to the world, can you let the fairy heart hit the deer? You can say that as long as it is a sword fairy Even if the appearance is not so handsome, out of the sword, is the woman's best rouge, glimpse of the high swordsmanship, they are like a blush, in the end do not count?"

Aliang nodded: "How can I not count, I am very familiar with the world. If you have the opportunity to travel there, I will give you a map and mark all the hills with the fairy. You also Don't be stupid to ask the sword, just go to the foot of the mountain, the sword rises, walk around the hill, play a set of swordsmanship, finish the work, do not say anything during this period, take off the jug, stay Give the fairies a back-to-back drink, until this moment, you will sing a poem and sing aloud..."

Shantou is as big as a slap, "Aliang, I will not swear poetry."

A Liang said: "I have, a book of more than 300 sentences, all of which are poems tailored for our swordsmen. Friendship price sells you?"

Dong Huawen asked: "The verses on the booklet have long been used by you."

Aliang is a bit stunned.

Fan Dache is the most cautious.

He is not familiar with the predecessors of Aliang.

Even if the Aliang predecessors are approachable, but for Fan Dache, it is still high, close at hand, but far away.

It is like many young swordsmen who met Dong San and Lu Zhi, the old swords and the great swords, and the predecessors may not look down on the younger generations, but the younger generations often involuntarily look down on themselves.

Aliang smiled and said: "Are you called Fan Dache?"

Fan Dache quickly nodded and was flattered.

A Liang said: "You are in Jin Dan, earlier than I and the boss of the sword."

Fan Dache did not believe it.

Can I enter the eyes of the predecessors of Aliang and the boss of the sword?

A Liang smiled and said: "In fact, every child's growth has been seen in the eyes of the boss sword fairy. It is only the boss's sword fairy temperament, do not like to be with people."

This is not a good idea.

After all, it is not to treat people with sincerity.

After Ning Yao and Bai Yu separated, they walked on the Longyan Stone Road. After Ning Yao arrived at the pavilion, A Liang had already settled with everyone.

Ning Yao was tired and asked: "Aliang, is he serious?"

"The kid has been sleeping hard and has been stunned by me. It’s a lot of noise, it’s much better."

There is one saying in Aliang. "Chen Pingan should be hard to go out of town in the short term. You should stop him from playing the previous scene. It is too dangerous to develop a habit of gambling."

Ning Yao shook his head: "The big thing is by him, I can't persuade."

A Liang is amazed. "Is Ning Shutou still the Ning Shutou I know?"

Ning Yao silently sat down and shouldered the pavilion.

She was carrying a sword and wearing a white robe.

In the pavilion, just chat.

Most of them are Dong Zhufu’s inquiring about Aliang’s deeds about Qingming’s world. Aliang is there to brag about how he got there. He’s a puncher’s second child, but he’s not able to tell the winner, but he can’t A sword can pour Bai Yujing by style, but it is not a feat that anyone can make.

As a result of easy language, it will be difficult to release things.

Finally, Aliang pointed out some swordsmanship for these young people, broke the bottlenecks and concerns of their respective practice, and then they got up and said goodbye, "I am going to find acquaintances to drink, and you have to go back to each family."

Ning Yao got up and sent Aliang and all his friends to Yu Jian.

She walked down the dragon cliff alone, went to the small house, gently pushed the door open, crossed the threshold, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently held Chen Ping, who did not know when to find the left hand outside the bed. Still shaking slightly, this is the soul shudder, the air is still unstable, Ning Yao moves softly, put Chen Ping's hand back to the bedding, she bowed her head and reached out to wipe the sweat of Chen Ping's forehead, one The root finger gently smoothed his slightly brow furrow.

Chen Pingan likes himself, and Ning Yao is very happy.

Chen Pingxiang likes her, so she is so tired, Ning Yao is angry with herself.

Therefore, Chen’s brow in her sleep was just stretched, and she frowned.

What to do, can't help but like him, and can't bear to love him.

These feelings, no brows, and heart.

Aliang went straight back to the city, but instead of going to the hut, she sat next to Wu Chengyu, who was still diligently practicing swords.

Wu Chengyu looked at the battlefield, and the golden river had been taken up by the three sages. On the earth, there were some sporadic kills.

There is no bit of sadness in the face, and people have unbearable suffering.

For many of the swordsmen who have traveled to the countryside to visit, the swordsmen of the Great Wall of the Great Wall are almost tempered and difficult to get close.

Ah Liang did not speak.

Wu Chengyu finally said: "Listen to Mi Fu, before Zhou Cheng died, he said, "I don't know how to live, then I will see it." Tao Wen said that it is hard to die. I admire them."

A Liang said: "It is true that no one can choose how to live a law, and you can only choose how to die. But I still have to say that it is better to die than to live."

Wu Chengyu said: "In the years that you are not here, all the foreign swordsmen, whether they are dead or alive today, don't talk about whether the realm is high or low, and they are all eye-catching. I have no grievances about the world."

Aliang took out a pot of Xianjia wine, unveiled the mud seal, gently swayed, scented the nose, sniffed and sniffed, and smiled: "The wine has passed the autumn of the year, and the wine tastes over the years." The wines in the world are really not as good as the Great Wall."

Wu Chengyu suddenly asked: "Aliang, have you ever had a woman you really like?"

Aliang thought about it. When he just wanted to speak, Wu Chengyu had already shook his head. "No need to answer. If you ask this question, you will regret it. I guess I heard the answer. I regret it."

Aliang smiled. "Walking on the rivers and lakes, there is no point of love for children. What kind of wine do you drink? You see those infatuated species, which are not the drunkards soaked in the jar. In the field, everyone is a coward."

Wu Chengzhen had some accidents. This good day of the dog day, A Liang, it is rare to say a few words that are not swearing.

Lu Zhi rarely appeared, sitting on the other side of Wu Chengyu.

Aliang threw the jug in his hand, and the result was taken back by Lu Zhi, and Aliang borrowed the jug and complained: "What kind of politeness is with your Aliang brother, a pot of wine."

Lu Zhi raised his arm.

Aliang lamented and took out a pot of new wine and lost it. "Women's heroes, it's a matter of fact."

After Lu Zhi was drinking, he asked: "I heard that there is a sword in the world, and there is a long history. How is the sword method specific? How about the Dragon King?"

A Liang licked his chin. "You mean that the grandson of the great Xuanguan view, did not deal with it, some regrets, the big crowns of the female crown sisters... Oh, it’s the Taoist Taoist Lin, no matter how no one is, the scenery is excellent. As for the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, I am very familiar with them. The Huang Zigui people of Tianshifu are very enthusiastic and welcome to be sensational.

When you meet, you don't have to talk. First, let's take a look at the five thunders. Of course, it is very enthusiastic.

A Liang took Wu Cheng's head and smiled with Lu Zhi. "If you are interested, if you look back to Tianshi, you can report my name first."

Lu Zhi sneered: "Is your name on the newspaper? Is it equal to asking the sword to Longhushan?"

A Liang laughed and said: "The sword is the best in the Great Wall, Mo Ruo Lu."

Wu Chengyu said: "Two, I am practicing swords, drinking and chatting, going elsewhere."

Lu Zhi said: "Before the heart dies, there is no good sword."

Wu Chengyu said: "Do not bother you. I only know Feijian 'Ganlin', even if it is no longer refined, or in the top three of the first class, Lu Dajian Xian's life flying sword, only in B. The summer palace The record is clear."

Lu Zhi said: "When I finish drinking."

Wu Chengyu said: "Please hurry up."

Jianxian Wu Chengyu, not good at catching and killing, but who is not famous in the Jianqi Great Wall, Aliang was in Wu Chengyu’s side and had suffered a lot.

Wu Chengyi casually said a word, let Aliang drink a half-year drink.

"You, Aliang, the realm is high, and you will be big, and you will not die anyway. What kind of prestige is with me?"

The embarrassing thing is never the kind of speech that is totally unreasonable, but the words that sound reasonable and not so reasonable.

At this moment, Aliang waved his hand and shook the old sword, who was sitting in the north and south of the city, not far away: "Sit in the village! Cheng Hao, Zhao Geyi, bet on the bet!"

Lu Zhi has already stood up and threw the jug out of the city wall, leaving the sword.

After Lu Zhiyuan went, Aliang said: "Lu Zhi used to look like an outsider. Now it has changed a lot. It is rare for you to say something about yourself, why not appreciate it."

Wu Chengyu looked stunned and said: "It is uncomfortable to listen to your own words."

Aliang nodded. "Yes."

Wu Chengyu said: "Is it Xiao Yu, do you know?"

A Liang lay back on his back, resting on the back of his hand, and raised his legs. "There are people who are interested."

Wu Chengyu suddenly said: "In the past, there was no thank-you, no apology, and it was added today. I can’t help it, thank you."

A Liang said: "In other places, like our brothers, swordsmanship is better and looks better. It is very popular."

Wu Chengzhen is indeed a beautiful man. In many foreign women’s talks, he often talks with Mi Yu as “double shackles”.

Just an infatuation, a passionate.

I have seen the appearances of the two jade swords, and the foreign women who feel the true feelings of this trip are stunned. The original man can grow so beautifully, beautiful and beautiful, not only women have exclusive beauty. word.

Wu Chengyu placed the sword in the square across the knee, looking into the distance, whispered: "Go to the water, sit and watch the clouds."

Wu Chengyu immediately asked: "When you look at the mountains and clouds, add a mountain word, and echo with the water, will it be better?"

Aliang casually said: "Not good, more words, less meaning."

Wu Chengyu thought for a moment and nodded: "It makes sense."

A Liang smiled and said: "How is it also arty?"

Wu Chengyu replied: "I have nothing to do with it. It is very interesting to turn over the seal of the sword."

Aliang wondered: "What are you doing?"

Wu Chengyu smiled and said: "I don't know the word 皕? How to be a scholar. You are not mad at you?"

A Liang smiled and said: "You are almost mad at you."

Wu Chengyu stretched out and smiled, slowly saying: "The heart of the gentleman, the sky is azure, the autumn water is clear. The gentleman's turn, the union is the same, there is no evil language. The gentleman's trip, the wild grass is exposed, come It’s okay, it’s cute too.”

A Liang snorted. "I said this?"

Wu Chengyu smiled and said: "The scholar said."

After Chen Ping’an was awake again, he had already walked without any hindrance. He learned that the wild world had stopped siege and it was not easy.

I couldn't find Ning Yao, Bai Hao was teaching the boxing at the hiding place, and Chen Ping went to the summer palace with Yu Jian. It turned out that A Liang was sitting at the threshold and chatting with Miao Miao.

Sui Miao and Dong are not allowed to practice these local swords. They are familiar with Aliang. They are only Lin Junyi’s foreign swordsmen. For the fellow Alan, there is only one name. Everyone has heard it, no one has seen it.

Aliang has been in the Great Wall of Jianqi for more than a hundred years. For the people who are not very old in the world, about Aliang, there is only a story of word of mouth.

Jiang Shangzhen in Luzhou Luzhou has many stories and has gone through three worlds of Aliang. There are more stories.

Because of the two landscape paintings spread out in the summer palace, they could not touch the battlefield south of the Golden River. Therefore, Aliang had twice issued the sword, and all the sword repairs of the hidden officials had never been witnessed. The intelligence went to feel the style, so that the young swordsmen Lin Junxi and Cao Yu saw the real people of Aliang, but they were more restrained than Fan Daqing.

Song Gaoyuan from Fuyangzhou was even more excited and full of faces, but he did not dare to speak.

Song Gaoyuan knew from an early age that the female ancestor of his own vein was very admired by Aliang. At that time, Song Gaoyuan was very young and asked many questions that were actually more taboo. The female ancestors told the children many Chen. In the old days, Song Gaoyuan was very impressed. When the female ancestors talked about the Aliang, they both complained and were annoyed and ashamed. So that Song Gaoyuan couldn’t figure it out. It was very late that I knew that kind of demeanor. It’s a woman who really likes a person. Will be there.

Guo Zhu wine cellar was next to the threshold, holding his hands and staring at Aliang.

She is too young to have seen Aliang.

Look at it a few times today.

Guo Zhu wine occasionally turned to look at the old girl, and then glanced at Deng Liang who liked the old girl.

Aliang was stared by the little girl who did not forget the bamboo box.

Now the little girl of the Great Wall is unambiguous.

Occasionally on the line of sight, the little girl immediately grinned, and Aliang was a little embarrassed, and had to laugh with the little girl.

Let Aliang not think of Li Xiao’s little bastard, the town’s simple people.

Guo Zhu wine smashed Chen Ping, immediately jumped up and ran to him, suddenly became worried, and stopped talking.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Nothing, slowly recovering is."

Guo Zhu wine nodded hard, then poked the door with his finger, and lowered the voice and said: "Master! Live, live Aliang!"

Chen Pingan licked the head of the little girl. "Forgot? I have known the seniors of Aliang."

A Liang raised his thumb and smiled. "Get a good apprentice."

Guo Zhu wine also voted for the peaches and gave a thumbs up. Probably because the number of gifts was not enough, and a thumb was extended. "My master knows a good predecessor."

Aliang also followed his thumb again. "The little girl has good eyesight."

Guo Zhujiu keeps his posture, "Dong sister is a good eye!"

A Liang said: "Guo Jianxian is very blessed."

When Guo Zhujiu just wanted to continue his speech, he took Master’s chestnut and had to put away his hands. “You won the predecessor.”

Finally, Guo Zhu wine swayed into the house.

Chen Pingan and A Liang sat on the threshold at the left and right.

Two swordsmen, two readers, began to drink together.