Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 362

"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest. Why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are light than horses. Who is afraid, a cloud of mist and rain will be your life. The spring wind blows and wakes up from the wine. It is slightly cold, but the hills are slanting to meet you. Looking back. In a bleak place, when you go back, there will be neither wind nor rain."

"An empty valley produces orchids that are as fragrant as snow, and jade frost reflects the moon as rosy as a plum. The singing voice of my junior sister is indeed comparable to the sound of nature, and the gentleman and heroine will not deceive me."

"Don't flatter me, do you understand the prescription prescribed by this miracle doctor?"

"Junior Sister, why don't you listen to me too?"

"Uh... You are a handsome man who also learns this?"

"The old man chatted about being a young man, holding the yellow on the left and holding the green on the right. The brocade hat and the sable fur, and the thousand riders rolled up the Hiraoka. To report the allure, follow the prefect, shoot the tiger by himself, and watch Sun Lang. The wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty. , so why not. Chijie Yunzhong, when will Feng Tang be dispatched. He will hold the eagle bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot Sirius."

"You are arty and have a bad voice, and you don't have a long life if you avoid diseases and avoid medical treatment. I really don't understand how you can make Aunt Jun happy."

"Heh... just like my junior sister said, the benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise sees wisdom."

"If you insist on going your own way, you will die young."

"As an 'old man', Su Zi is still 'talking like a teenager', but my generation of teenagers is 'neither windy nor sunny', isn't it too boring?"

"I'm afraid that you are 'following the prefect to repay the city' and end up 'making wedding clothes for others'."

"Junior sister is so old-fashioned, it seems that she can't understand Suzi's pride after all."

"Is what I said unreasonable?"

"'To repay the Qingcheng' is certainly there, but if you really ask the one who wants to do what you want, it's more like 'will hold the eagle bow like a full moon'."

"Why not 'look northwest, shoot Sirius'? Wouldn't that be more in line with the purpose of your trip?"

"The arrow is on the string, if it is not fired, there will be infinite possibilities in the future, and this is the chance to win."

"Well...that makes sense, then I wish Fan the Prefect a long life and rule the world."

"Junior Sister Cheng is auspicious, but if you want to live a long life, you must avoid this catastrophe first."

"Where did the robbery come from? Don't you want to plot against others?"

"A machine is hidden in a machine, and changes are born out of the outside. A chess player must have the awareness to be played by others."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"When you draw a bow, you must be strong, and when you use an arrow, you must be long. When you shoot a man, shoot a horse first, and when you capture a thief, you must capture the king."

Amidst the clear chanting, he suddenly heard the bowstring being stretched, and several silver feathers shot directly at Fan Zunyang's back door, and the piercing whistle was pierced with unmatched vigor, splitting the sky with murderous intent.

The corners of Fan Zunyang's mouth turned up slightly, and he dodged sideways like a stroll in the garden, avoiding the silver light while continuing to chant: "There is a limit to killing people, all countries have their own borders."

Before finishing the recitation, he heard the sound of the bowstring again, in an instant dozens of silver lights woven into a dense net of sharp edges, vowing to kill the person in front of him in one fell swoop.

Fan Zunyang was not flustered, he raised his sleeves in front of his chest and swiped in the air. The moves seemed ordinary, but inside they were wonderful.

In a blink of an eye, the silver lights were like thousands of rivers returning to the sea, and all of them were included in Fan Zunyang's sleeves, only to hear the leisurely voice continue to chant: "If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more."

After the recitation, Fan Zunyang waved his arm, and suddenly the snowy silver light rushed out, just like a thunder and lightning, smashing a mountain stone several meters away.

Amidst the flying stone chips, a snow-white figure leaped out, turned around with incomparable lightness in the air, and then landed in front of him gracefully.

With a beautiful appearance and picturesque beauty, she is really a double ten beauty.Frost looms above the pink and delicate dimples, just like an ice sculpture and snow sculpture, its solitude is clearly repelling people thousands of miles away.

The catkin is long and slender, white as a green onion tube, with five fingers lying across a short golden bow, which looks no more than a foot away.The bowstring is looming, and the colorful brilliance glows under the sun, which is obviously extraordinary.

Snow clothes and plain shoes, not stained with slender dust, graceful body, arousing daydream, moving and moving, the fragrance is subtle, adding a very charming charm, but looking at her makeup is already famous, it is really useless.

The orchids in the empty valley are like snow, and the jade frost reflects the moon like plums. In a trance, I only feel that these two sentences can describe the beauty of a beautiful woman.Xiaolei couldn't help feeling a bit sour, and then he heard Fan Zunyang say indifferently: "Xuanming Yinyu, Ru received the golden bow, it seems that Mrs. Dong must kill Fan?"

The snow-clothed beauty responded coldly: "Kill you, and everything will be over."

Fan Zunyang blinked and said, "Oh? I don't know if this is the order of Lord Lanling, or Mrs. Dong's own intention?"

The beauty in snow, Qiongbi, snorted and said, "If you break your promise, everyone will punish you."

Fan Zunyang knew it well, but he seemed puzzled and said: "Break the promise? Where did you start?"

The eyes of the beauty in snow were full of contempt, and she said with clear contempt: "You sent someone to assassinate Yinger, and you also tried to blame the Kongtong faction and stir up suspicion between the two families. Is the above true?"

Fan Zunyang smiled deeply, and said slowly: "There is no need for Fan to hide this matter, but Fan also wants to ask Mrs. Dong, Mr. Lanling broke his promise and helped Murong Zhuo escape the siege of Chaotian Tower. How to calculate it?"

The beauty in snow clothes said coldly: "That is the dispute between the Kongtong faction and Chaotianque, what has it to do with the sealing of borders with swords?"

Fan Zunyang shook his head and said, "Those who lie to me don't know what to do. With Lord Lanling's wisdom, how could he fail to see the truth? Mrs. Dong is deceiving herself and others."

The beauty in snow was at a loss for words, and while hesitating, she heard Fan Zunyang say: "It can be seen that even if it is about breaking the promise and abandoning the contract, Mr. Lanling is also the one who initiated the crime. His actions have already completely destroyed the letter of agreement between you and me, so what can Fan do?" Abandoned thing?"

The beauty in snow frowned, and said in a low voice, "Presumptuous! You criticize my young master so much, are you really not afraid of the might of the sky?"

Fan Zunyang said in disbelief: "Mr. Lanling insisted on going his own way to protect Murong Zhuo to death, and he did not hesitate to openly break the contract for this. As the saying goes, people have no faith and don't know what to do. Faith has already been shamelessly abandoned, let alone what happened to Tianwei."

Xue Yili was so angry that her face turned pale, she gritted her silver teeth and said coldly: "Are you going to declare war?"

Fan Zunyang said sternly: "No, Lord Lanling went to the front without announcing it, and sent Mrs. Dong to plot against Fan later. If Fan wants to fight, he is only fighting, but moral crimes cannot be imposed on me."

The beautiful woman in snow clothes, Shuang Leng Jiao, scolded loudly: "Fan Wuji is such a sharp-tongued and sharp-mouthed person, then there is nothing to say, whether it is to declare war or accept the war, if I kill you, everything will be over."

Fan Zunyang stared deeply, and said slowly: "Everything is over? During the Three Kingdoms period, Lu Ziming beheaded Guan Yunchang and recovered Jingzhou, but he didn't know how to end it afterwards?"

The beauty in snow clothes said contemptuously: "The camp is on fire for seven hundred miles, and Liu Bei is in the Gubaidi City."

Fan Zunyang slowly shook his head and said: "It's not that simple, what's your opinion?"

After listening for a while, Xiaolei understood it, and immediately responded: "When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins."

The beauty in snow was stunned for a moment, before she sneered and said, "If I had known whether Liu Bei borrowed from Jingzhou or not, I should have killed him in my infancy."

Fan Zunyang smiled and said: "However, Duke Xuande was already very old at that time, and he was married to Sun Wu, so it was too late to kill him."

(End of this chapter)