Eagle Archer's Gale Sword

() Immortal Changchun Valley?Ouyang Ke's heart moved, and he blurted out: "Could it be possible to live in it and live forever?" <There are elders in the valley, people over a hundred years old are like boys and girls in their teens, but after leaving this spring, they will recover in a day or two The original appearance of the chicken skin, it will die of old age in a few days..."

He didn't want to mention the past too much, and instead said: "The five poison gods have medical principles and poison skills. Uncle, I am called 'Western poison', and I call myself a master of poison art in the world, but compared with the gods who live in seclusion in the Changchun Valley, It's just a difference between clouds and mud, her old man has the latitude and longitude of the sky and the earth, and a little bit of cold poison is definitely not a big deal to her!"

Ouyang Ke was full of energy when he heard the words, and said: "Then let's go and ask the god and his old man to cure me of cold poison!" But he hesitated immediately, and said in a low voice: "But if this is the case, then it will delay your winning "Nine Yin "The Scripture"?" <Gu, I don't know if I'm destined to come back, how can I control the Nine Yin Scriptures!

But he immediately thought: After forty years, maybe the gods don't care about my stealing drug scriptures and absconding back then?

"The "Nine Yin Manual" is on Peach Blossom Island, we can come and pick it up anytime, but Kerr, your cold poison cannot be delayed, so let's cut wood and build a raft, return to the land, and set off for Dali!"

"Uncle..." Ouyang Ke was slightly touched, and the two of them cut wood and built a raft on the small island. After that, they prepared enough food and water, and drifted on the raft for more than half a month. He arrived on land alive and dead.

On the way, Ouyang Ke's cold poison broke out several times, all of which were forcibly suppressed by Ouyang Feng's Yungong.

After a while, Ouyang Ke also gradually woke up. The two of them drifted on the sea for so long, hungry and thirsty, and they were happy to see a village not far away. Ouyang Feng said: "Let's go, let's eat and drink first..."

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In Lin'an City, in the Drunken Immortal Restaurant with carved railings and vermilion lacquer, a graceful singer with vermilion lips parted slightly, chanting softly in her mouth, her sleeves swaying lightly, softly and softly, with the utmost grace. <The cold retreats.The shadows of flowers are chaotic, and the sound of orioles is broken.Drifting and sparse wine cups, parting undress.No one is seen, and the blue clouds and the sky face each other—”

A soft and melodious ditty has not yet been finished, but it has already won applause from all the halls. <, directly watching the guests upstairs and downstairs, no matter the dignitaries sitting in the high court or the people living in the grassy rivers and lakes, they all feel fascinated by her charming eyes.

The singer finished sweeping around, and then walked softly, Yingying turned around and sang aloud: "Recalling the Xichi meeting in the past, the heron and Feigai. We are hand in hand, who is now? When we go, Feihong is as sad as the sea."

The layout of Zuixian Tower is unique, with two floors above and below, the middle is hollowed out, and there is a stage in the middle of the lower part, and some singers, dancers, etc. are specially invited to present singing and dancing performances from time to time, or other juggling, book reviews, etc. Anyway, it is eye-catching.

At this moment, Hou Qingyun and Xia Gulan were sitting in a seat on the second floor, with red, white and emerald green dishes in various colors on the table. Hou Qingyun saw the beautiful singer leaving the stage after singing, and everyone cheered endlessly , he also cheered.

Xia Gulan took a glass of cold marrow wine and sipped it carefully. At this moment, she looked calm and calm, and did not look at the singer.

After the singer left the stage, led by the waiter, two vigorous men and women in fur suits came up. Seeing the unusual attire of these two, everyone whispered to each other.

"Look at this attire, it doesn't look like someone from the Central Plains, does it?"

"This little girl is born well. If she puts on a Hanfu, she will be a heroic heroine..."

Hou Qingyun didn't react when he saw the man's face, but when he saw the girl, his eyes lit up: It was her!

The girl cleared her throat and sang as soon as she opened her mouth. The moment she opened her mouth, everyone's eyes were shocked:

"I am looking up, above the moon! How many dreams I have, soaring, with you far away, it is heaven~~"

The impassioned and impassioned tune of the Yingting girl, like piercing through the clouds and fog, is shocking, making these drinkers who are accustomed to Wuqiang Nong's language face each other, and there is silence. It was dumbfounded.

"Hahahaha!" Hou Qingyun couldn't help but patted the table and laughed wildly, everyone burst into laughter immediately, and a few rude men also hung down the table and said: "This is a fucking song~~"

A few old Neo Confucian scholars even said again and again: "It's really immoral to be blunt and blatant~~"

Everyone ridiculed, but the two people in the audience were not affected. The man even played the violin wildly in one hand. After a while, he danced and shouted repeatedly: "I'm waiting, I'm imagining, My soul has long since lost its rigidity~ The sound of hooves rises, the sound of hoofs falls~ oh yeah~ yay~~~"

"Seeing and invisible, instant and eternal, green grass grows, heavy snow blows... oh yeah~oh yeah~"

As soon as the man's ghost screamed, the woman's ghost screamed again: "Ah, it's warm, it's Saran~ ah, it's so hot, De Lehou~~~"

After the woman sang, the man roared again: "The rhythm sounded, stirring up the imagination~~Let the swaying body start thinking~Matouqin is melodious, horse milk wine pierces the intestines~My love is running on the Hulunbuir Grassland~~Your Kindness, I can’t resist~ Your purity binds my heart tightly—oh~~~”

Inside the Zuixian Tower, no matter whether it was the court minister or the local ruffian, they were all stunned, until the two of them finished singing, everyone came back to their senses and shouted: "What the hell are these two talking about?"

"A barbarian is a barbarian, singing a song is like howling ghosts and wolves~"

Someone yelled: "Nimma, what you're singing is so dirty to people's ears... Get out of here, get out of here!" The crowd echoed one after another, and there was a burst of ridicule and shouting, but the Mongolian woman Regardless, she clasped her fists at everyone, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, heroes and heros, the little girl, brother and sister, came from the grassland all the way, just looking for an old friend—"

The female man's speech is not proficient, it seems that he has just learned it, a rascal heard it, and said with a smile: "Looking for an old friend, Brother Qing?"

The woman was not ashamed when she listened to his teasing, instead her eyes lit up and she said repeatedly: "Yes, he is my love brother, his name is Guo Jing, he is from Lin'an, do you know where he lives?"