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Everyone was waiting at home, and they were relieved when they saw that they came back safely.

"The old witch didn't doubt you, right?" Yang Qingfeng asked.

"I was talking about the truth, so there is no doubt about it." Xiao Lan said, "For so many years, the pharmacist and aunt have been in constant friction, relying on the same fate to maintain balance." Once this balance is broken, The Mingyue Tomb was already tilted for the most part, like a boulder picked at the spire of the tower, even if there was no external force to push it, it was still crumbling.

After returning to the bedroom, Lu Chai opened Xiao Lan's shirt, looked at the black palm prints on his chest, and frowned, "How can I beat you so hard."

"I'm anxious," Xiao Lan said, "Besides, she knows in her heart that this palm will not hurt me greatly."

"Would you like some medicine?" Lu asked.

Xiao Lan shook his head: "No, I'll be fine in a few days."

"I don't know how to avoid it." Lu Zhui arranged his clothes for him. "Let's stop."

"Distressed?" Xiao Lan asked in his ear, pinching her hand lightly under his waist.

The heat from his breath was itchy and crisp, Lu Chai avoided him, grabbed his cheek and smiled: "Since you are so energetic, don't go to sleep. Come with me to see the rescued girl."

"Going again?" Xiao Lan said, "I have asked twice."

"But when she asked the first two times, she was shocked and incoherent." Lu pursued, "Just ask again, maybe there will be new discoveries."

Xiao Lan nodded and went to the guest house with him. With her own mother who stayed with her for a few days, the peasant girl's spirit really improved a lot. Looking at Lu Chuisheng's good-looking gentleman, she got up a little embarrassed and hid behind the tent to peek at him.

"Even though I know that the girl doesn't want to remember what happened in the tomb, it's important, so I still have to ask it again." Lu Chase said, "Please don't be offended."

"Yeah." The peasant girl nodded, and said in embarrassment, "But I really don't know anything. On the ridge that day, I fainted somehow, and then I woke up in the dark cave. The hero came to rescue me, I...I don't know what else to say."

"For so many days, no one has given you water or food, and no one has come to see you?" Lu Zhui asked again.

"No, I was so hungry later that I even ate the moss and weeds on the ground." The peasant girl hesitated, "That person seems to want to starve me to death."

"The girl is suffering." Lu Zhui stood up, "rest well, I'm finished asking."

Xiao Lan followed him out of the bedroom, and said, "I took a lot of effort to arrest someone, but want to starve to death?"

"When this girl was rescued, she was indeed hungry and extremely weak." Lu Chai said, "The pharmacist has no grudges against her. Naturally, she is not meant to starve people to death. It is more like a temporary incident and can't take care of her."

"I was thinking about it just now." Xiao Lan said, "So either the pharmacist has a physical problem and cannot leave the hall where he lives for the time being, or... she has caught more than this person."

Lu Zhui's heart moved suddenly and looked up at him.

Aunt Gui staggered all the way and returned to the tomb of Mingyue.

"Where is the pharmacist?" she asked the disciple at the door.

"Aunt Hui, the pharmacist has been in the medicine room, and has not been out for seven or eight days." The disciple said, "I told him before I went in, no one is allowed to disturb."

"Can't I?" Aunt Gui asked, her voice a little cold.

"Aunt is okay, but..." the disciple thought for a while, and said with courage, "but if the pharmacist is interrupted during his practice, he may be injured." The relationship between the two of her is known in this tomb. After being injured, the other one might spit out a mouthful of blood.

"When will you leave the customs?" Aunt Gui asked again.

The disciple said: "It's about ten days."

Aunt Gui shook her head: "Open the door."

The disciple was surprised and wanted to say something, but when he raised his eyes, he ran into Aunt Gui's cold expression. He quickly lowered his head and retreated to both sides to press the mechanism.

The main hall door was quietly opened, and the gust of wind blew up the veils on the roof beams, which were pink, white, light green, and yellow. The combination was a bit nondescript, but it showed a girlish beauty.

Aunt Gui remembered that a long time ago, her fellow sister, also liked to hang veils and bead curtains in the house. After so many years, her habit has never changed.

The deepest part of the main hall is the place where pharmacists use to practice exercises. Everyone in this tomb knew that the pharmacist never looked in the mirror, and even a calm lake would make her furious. But at this moment, in front of the stone bed for practice, a huge bronze mirror was erected, and the mirror reflected the candlelight that jumped across the room, making the surrounding brighter.

A woman is leaning on a stone bed, her black hair pouring down like a waterfall, covering her body wearing a red belly, her skin is smooth and delicate, her legs half-covered under her long skirt are slender, her toes are as white as jade, and they are finely dyed. The red Danxia.

She looked at her face in the mirror idiotically, her brows and eyes were beautiful and she was only twenty years old.

Twenty years old... She laughed silently, rubbing her cheek inch by inch, and for a long time she didn't want to put it down, even if there were footsteps behind her, she was reluctant to look away from the face of the person in the mirror.

A dark shadow appeared quietly behind him, crouching, with a gloomy face, as it has been for many years.

The pharmacist turned around, folded his naked legs, giggled and looked at her, as if he wasn't surprised that the uninvited guest broke in.

"You are crazy." Aunt Gui's expression didn't change much, but the murderous intent suddenly rose in her heart.

"I'm crazy?" The pharmacist put on the bright red embroidered shoes, pulled the gauze gown to the side, and slowly walked down the steps. "Yes, I'm crazy. I was forced by you and the master decades ago. crazy."

"It was clear that you agreed to it at the beginning." Aunt Gui said.

"That's because the master gave me only two choices at the time." The pharmacist approached her step by step, her voice was sharp, and her teeth were almost broken. "Either die or give you your life. If you were me, what would happen then? selected?"

Seeing her eyes that were burned to crimson by hatred, Aunt Gui suddenly drew her long sword from behind and slashed towards the face of the medicine master. She didn't want to answer those old things, and she didn't know how to answer. It was an unfair deal at the beginning, and everyone would feel grievances in their hearts. All these years have been based on the same life, so they can barely maintain the illusion of peace. She has always known that the pharmacist is not upset, and she has also thought about what would happen if one day, the pharmacist and her own life were no longer connected.

The answer is only one word, kill.

If that layer of hypocrisy is torn apart, revealing the hideous and **** truth, only by killing the pharmacist will the future trouble be forever.

It's just that the speed of the pharmacist is faster than her, a little bit, the figure retreats five steps away. This body originally belonged to a woman in a brothel of good years. She sent someone to pretend to be a rich businessman and spent a lot of money to take it out of the city.

At the first glance when she saw the woman in the brothel, the pharmacist caught the beautiful face. She almost exhausted all her strength to make the swallow succeed this time. With the experience of many previous failures, she finally I got what I wanted and woke up smoothly.

Stroking this beautiful face, the pharmacist was completely overwhelmed with ecstasy, and even forgot the village girl who had been caught from nowhere. She hasn't left the hall for a long time-not because she is afraid of Aunt Ghost, but she wants to admire the seductive and gorgeous face in the mirror for more time, like a red flower, just right in time, layered on top of each other, and vivid.

The two battled even more fiercely, and their swords fought each other to create a string of fire. After hundreds of moves, the black insects suddenly descended from the sky and wrapped Aunt Ghost's wrists tightly. The sharp fangs pierced the old skin and stained the venom into the blood.

The long sword fell to the ground with a loud cry, and Aunt Gui became numb with her arm, and attacked her with her left hand instead.

The pharmacist picked a trace of hatred between his eyebrows, and only slashed in the air before slashing the ghost-like hand to the ground.

Aunt Gui cried out in pain and staggered to sit on the ground, blood gurgling from her broken wrist.

"Accept your fate." The pharmacist dragged his **** sword, looked at her condescendingly, and laughed: "I have recognized for so many years, how come it's your turn, it's so difficult to accept fate?

"You..." Aunt Gui had an unnoticeable tremor in her voice.

"Unexpectedly, my skill would be so many times higher than yours." Pharmacist smiled more and more sarcastically, "But think about it, you haven't been a child since you were a child, how about me? An ugly old face, which man is willing to want? You can only shut yourself in a dark room and practice the exercises day after day, so that the tormenting time can pass faster. Master scolds me for being stupid, you are really serious I have no qualifications, stupid and stupid?"

Aunt Gui struggled and said, "Lan'er, Lan'er is back."

"Your trash apprentice, how can you come back." Pharmacist shook his head, "You are not even my opponent, and still want to point at that idle dude for revenge?" As he said, he stroked the wrinkle with the tip of the sword. Smiled, "I’ve been thinking since I was a child, when I can ruin your face, but unfortunately this day is still too late. Now your bark-like face is ruined or not, What's the difference?"

Blood ran down from her forehead, blinding her eyes. Aunt Gui was in a blur, watching her mouth open and close, as if she was talking, but she couldn't hear her clearly.

She also thought about whether she would die one day in the future, or would she die in the hands of others. If it were the latter possibility, who would the others be? The people in the rivers and lakes who coveted Mingyue Tomb, Lu Wuming, Lu Zhui, Haibi, Tao Yuer, or the enemy she had forged over the years, she even thought After Xiao Lan, he never thought that the last person who was waiting would be a pharmacist.

Like a cat teasing a mouse, after having played enough, the pharmacist finally slanted his sword and cut off the throat of the dying man.

The blood image will never run dry, snakes wander around the ground, and finally gather into a pool of thick stagnant water, dyeing the embroidered shoes and the bright red skirt deeper.

One by one, blood-stained shoe prints stepped on a way to the outside of the hall. The disciple guarding the gate was still anxious, thinking about letting Aunt Gui go in like this, if the pharmacist blamed it, I was afraid that he would inevitably be punished. After thinking about this for a long time, my heart became more nervous, and I didn't even hear anyone talking in my ear.

A crisp slap in the face slapped the disciple, and the disciple was finally awakened, kneeling on the ground in shock, but screaming again. In front of me is a pair of embroidered shoes soaked in blood, and a corpse thrown on the ground... That corpse, that corpse is Aunt Ghost!

"Medicine, pharmacist! Come on!" He cried out in amazement, believing that the demon girl who had come from nowhere had killed his aunt.

"Idiot!" Pharmacist kicked him to the ground and ordered, "Go and gather all the branch people."

"You..." The disciple's teeth trembled, and she lay on the ground looking at the woman in front of her. It was a completely unfamiliar face, but her tone and expression, and even the content of her words, were inexplicably familiar.

"You just changed your face, don't you know me?" Pharmacist chuckled, eyebrows raised strangely, Bai Meiqianjiao.

...

Xiao Lan pushed the upper flap at the beginning and returned to the Red Lotus Hall again.

After realizing that the pharmacist was very likely to have caught more than one person, he even turned back to the Mingyue Tomb and wanted to find out, but unexpectedly, the tomb that was still silent yesterday became boiling, and people kept running from outside. , Hurriedly talked and shouted, as if something extraordinary had happened.

Xiao Lan stood behind the door and listened for a while, gradually twisting his eyebrows into knots.

In Yangzhi City, Lu Zhui stood in the courtyard with his hands and said, "Are you going to let it go?"

"No." A Liu sat cross-legged at the gate of the courtyard, "The one surnamed Xiao said, he is not allowed to let his father leave the courtyard."

"Hey!" Lu Chai grabbed his ears, "Who are you facing?"

"Of course it's towards Dad." A Liu said, "But if I get up, Dad will go to the Mingyue Tomb to find someone. That won't work, it's dangerous."

Lu Chai said bitterly: "I will not go to Mingyue Tomb."

A Liudao: "I don't believe it." If you don't go to Mingyue Tomb, why do you let me go away.

Lu Chai said, "I'll go to the kitchen to find some food."

A Liuda Nibudao said: "You are not allowed to eat."

Lu Zhui: "..."

A Liudao: "It's better to be hungry than to go to Mingyue Tomb."

Lu Chai turned around twice in the courtyard, and suddenly shot at him.

A Liuyan was quick with his hands and hugged his thigh, his arms were like iron chains, sitting on the ground motionless, very splashy.

Lu Chai pulled his legs twice, nailing them harder than buried in the mud, and looking at the huge eyes that were shining with eager anticipation, the man lost his temper completely, and he also sat on the ground with a quiet look.

A Liu chuckled, and took out a pack of peanut flaky candies from his sleeve to please him, each of you, one for each, and one for me.

Xiao Lan didn't come back until late in the night.

"What happened?" Hearing the sound of the door, Lu Zhui also got out of bed in his robe, making the candle light brighter.

"You are right," Xiao Lan paused, "Auntie is dead."

Lu Zhui was surprised: "The pharmacist did it?"

Xiao Lan nodded.

"How come." Lu Zhui felt that this matter was strange and unexpected. "Aunt Gui's skill is probably more than three times higher than that of Pharmacist. Why is it so easy..."

"Perhaps the poison was used. Perhaps the pharmacist has been hiding her true strength for so many years." Xiao Lan said, "No matter which one, the result is the same now. She has seized the body of a young woman. , Killed aunt, and is now the new owner of Mingyue Tomb."

"But those disciples are willing to obey her so soon?" Lu Zhui asked again.

"My aunt has a cruel and fierce personality. She always regards human life as a must. On weekdays, when the disciples are injured, they always go to the pharmacist to ask for medicine. Her popularity in the tomb is better than her aunt." Xiao Lan said, "Not to mention these years. The tomb of Mingyue leaked everywhere and was devastated. Everyone had been panicking. Now that the pharmacist has suddenly practiced evil skills to rejuvenate his old age, he has another kung fu, and he ambitiously promised to take everyone to sweep the martial arts and rebuild the sect, which would naturally incite a large number of people."

"This... I really didn't expect that Aunt Gui would die in her hands." Lu chased for a long time, still feeling quite unreal, and sighed, "It's you and me."

Xiao Lan shook his hand, pulled the person into her arms and hugged him without speaking.

Knowing that he must be in a complicated mood at this time, Lu Chai didn't say anything, but just wrapped his chin on his shoulders, staring at the beating oil lamp in front of him.

"I really don't want you to go to the tomb." After a while, Xiao Lan suddenly said without a word.

Lu Chai murmured, "That's the ancestral grave of my Lu family. How can you tell you an outsider to open it and take a first look."

Xiao Lan smiled and tightened his arms.

"Sleep for a while." Lu Chai patted him on the back, "Tomorrow morning, I will discuss with everyone how to deal with the situation now."

The moonlight outside the house was bright, shining on Yangzhi City and Mingyue Tomb.

"Aunt Gui is dead?" Almost everyone was shocked after hearing the news the next morning. Even when the old witch in the tomb could live a hundred or so years old, she finally turned into a zombie and then harmed others, and she died if she wanted to.

Yang Qingfeng asked cautiously, "Is it true death or false death, have you really checked it out?"

Xiao Lan said: "It is true."

"..." Yang Qingfeng shook his head, "This is really wicked, we haven't beaten her yet, she died first, and I don't know if I should thank God."

"The pharmacist is only more difficult to deal with than Aunt Gui." Lu Zhui spread a sheepskin scroll on the table, "This is the map of the Mingyue Tomb. I painted it together with Mrs. Tao. The red is the existing passage, and the blue is According to the formation method, the hidden secret road calculated."

Everyone gathered around.

"The Mirror Flower Array has been set up. The places in the back mountain are the entrances of the Mingyue Tomb." Lu Zhui circled the map. "But even if you can get in, there are many agencies inside, so the Tie Commander doesn't need to bring soldiers in. The tomb, just keep it outside."

"Who is going to attack?" Ah Liu eagerly fists.

"Me," Lu Zhui said, "and Xiao Lan."

...

After waiting for a long time without a sentence, Ah Liu said blankly: "Nothing?"

Lu Zhui said, "It's gone."

"Naughty!" Before A Liu said a word, Lu Wuming reprimanded, "Are you going to go heads-up with two?"

"Many people do not necessarily have an advantage." Lu Chai said, "Besides, in other people's turf, fools will fight openly, naturally, they have to quietly and unexpectedly."

Ah Liu asked: "Sneak attack?"

Lu Chai nodded: "Exactly."

A Liudao: "Then I want to go together." Everyone steals together.

"You have other things to do." Lu Chai patted him.

Ah Liu became excited: "What's the matter?"

"Take people to keep here." Lu Chai pointed to a depression: "If someone runs out, just fight to death."

"No problem!" A Liu agreed in one mouth, ambitious.

Lu Zhui glanced at Lu Wuming: "Father."

"You just arrange for someone else." Lu Wuming said Liang Liang, "As for what I want to do, you don't need to tell me."

Lu Zhui said honestly: "Oh."

Yang Qingfeng moved around and winked at Xiao Lan. What else could he do, just like a worm to guard his son, so as not to be hurt by the old witch. Seeing this, he looked majestic and righteous, but he thought it was something extraordinary. task.

It was a matter of great importance. Everyone discussed it all day and didn't leave until late at night. In addition to the control of various places, there is another Ye Jin who wants to enter the tomb. After all, the pharmacist is good at poisoning gu, and having a genius doctor will save a lot of trouble.

The stars on the horizon shone, Lu Chai leaned against Xiao Lan's arms, closed his eyes to rest, and let his mind fly to nine days away.

"Back to the house?" Xiao Lan's voice pulled him back: "Stay any longer, you are afraid that you will catch a cold."

"The head is stuffy, let me breathe." Lu Zhui opened his eyes, and there was just a shining star in the bottom of his eyes.

Xiao Lan took off his robe and wrapped him.

"Like a dream." Lu Chai closed his eyes again and muttered in a low voice, "Time flies so fast."

"A life is only a few decades." Xiao Lan lowered his head and printed a kiss on his smooth forehead. "So every day we are together should be cherished."

Lu Chai hooked his hand and pulled it up against his side face, drowsy.

Xiao Lan smiled and hugged him back to the bedroom.

Not far away, the tomb that had slept for thousands of years was cracking with fine lines silently.

Shaky, shaky.

The darkness kisses the earth, the murderous knife, the raging fire, and the evil that hides in the night. It is arrogant and domineering, but even so, it will eventually be driven away by the light and disappear without a trace.

The morning sun makes the morning dew evaporate, and the air is exceptionally fresh.

In the royal city thousands of miles away, Chu Yuan went to the morning dynasty and even breakfast was useless, so he went straight to the Imperial Study Room.

In the Northwest Desert, the little Xilan country, which was originally little-known, rose almost overnight. The sturdy horse team cast a huge net and gathered the nomads scattered in the desert together. They have gold and silver, food, and shining knives.

This force is like an invisible ghost, frequently harassing the border of Da Chu. Although it has not done too much, there has long been wind in the desert. Yeluxing, the lord of Xilan Kingdom, is a jackal. Coulihan was even more brave and cruel.

"The emperor." Tai Fu Tao Rende said, "Do you want to recruit General Shen to come back?"

"Da Chu has only one thousand sails, and it is not enough to split it into eight pieces. Rather than tearing down the east wall to make up the west wall, Tai Fu might as well take a look at this." Chu Yuan signaled Si Xi to send down the letter on the case, "Xiao Jin sent it. ."

"His Royal Highness Nine?" Tao Rende hurriedly opened, and after a quick glance, he said in surprise: "Old General Yang?"

"He came back from overseas, and he also accepted an apprentice named Xiao Lan." Chu Yuan said, "This person has a very close relationship with Lu Er's head, and he can be trusted."

As a pedantic old stubborn, Tao Rende felt that his brain hurts when he heard the words "relationship is very close." However, this is not the time to care about this, so he said again: "Old General Yang is a Northwest warrior. I was powerless back then. I was ashamed for not being able to keep him in front of the Emperor for a long time."

"You and I know the temper of the emperor, you don't have to blame yourself." Chu Yuan said, "Just this letter, how does the emperor think?"

"If General Yang really wants to come back, this is a great thing." Tao Rende said, "With him, you can kill the culprit without leaving." After hesitating, he said again, "It's just... It’s just that General Yang is five years older than the veteran.” Even if a martial artist is stronger than a literati, he is already a bad old man. Marching and fighting are no better than others, not to mention the harsh conditions in the northwest desert. , You will die of thirst if you can't find water.

"That's why I just said that there is also Xiao Lan." Chu Yuan said, "Master pointed, the apprentice is fighting."

Tao Rende was embarrassed: "It's natural to be so good, but this Xiao Shaoxia, no one has ever seen it." How can he safely hand over the army, even if he and Lu Er master are "very close".

Chu Yuan smiled and said: "I have sent someone eight hundred li to rush to deliver the letter, announcing that he and General Yang are coming to the king's city, when the time comes, the master will know it."

"This is naturally best." Tao Rende nodded repeatedly, thinking in his heart that the court should also send a helper to the northwest, otherwise I'm afraid that He Xiao will die alive.

In Yangzhi City.

Kongkong Miao sat in the courtyard and looked at Xiao Lan worriedly. According to what he had thought before, he would let people go to the Mingyue Tomb after passing on all the faculties to his grandson. Before that, it would be safe to have another son. But everyone's plan was set in ten days, and he could only sigh and step up to teach him how to remove institutions.

On the table was a book of atlas. It was a masterpiece handed down from generations to generations, the treasure that all grave robbers coveted. Xiao Lan looked carefully, and wanted to eat every page.

Empty and cleverly said: "Can't you really slow down for a while?"

Xiao Lanman asked casually, "How long is it for a while?"

Kongkong Miaoshou hurriedly moved to his side and said, "Five years."

Xiao Lan shook his head: "No."

Wukong Miao's mouth twitched, and she was about to cry again.

"Come here, this old man." A Liu just picked him up and moved outside the courtyard to bask in the sun.

Xiao Lan smiled, reaching out and pressing a wooden box mechanism on the table. Three silver needles were shot out quickly and flew obliquely to the door of the bedroom. Lu Chai just pushed the door and "brushed" all of them into the wood.

"Is it all right?" Xiao Lan was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to check.

"You little needles, even if they are really hit, what can happen." Lu Zhui held the Qingfeng sword in his arms, "Go read a book and I will take it out to bask in the sun."

"The sword also wants to bask in the sun?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Qingfengjian Xiyang." Lu Chai sat on the stone bench and drew out the sword with one hand. "Everything has spirit, like your whip. I guess he likes to stay in the dark, open his fangs and barbs. Stupid and drooling."

"Do you still dislike it?" Xiao Lan flicked his head.

"Naturally it is disgusting. I don't know how many times it has beaten me." Lu Chai said with a chuckle, and turned over the old account.

Xiao Lan knew that he was wrong, and moved his face up: "I will call you back."

"Give me the whip." Lu Chai stretched out his hand.

Xiao Lan took off the black gold whip from his waist and put his hands into his hands.

Lu Chai shook it away with his wrist, and the long whip blew a dust on the ground. Xiao Lan was still teasing him: "When you slap your face, you should use less force."

Lu Chai flew up suddenly, drew his head down with a whip in the air, Xiao Lan moved sideways, picked up the Breeze Sword on the stone table, curled the whip and avoided the blow.

Lu Zhui wanted to play, but after a long time, he hadn't fought with him, so he forced people all the way to the open space outside the courtyard. Ah Liu watched with great interest, but his empty hand became more and more wanting to cry, and he couldn't even read a book quietly. What kind of vixen-like daughter-in-law wanted him to do, what did he want him to do.

The battle was approaching, and Xiao Lan deliberately practiced with him, so his shot was two points tougher than usual. Lu Zhui's kung fu was not weak, but the sword in his hand was suddenly replaced with a whip. It was okay to play around. Once the fight started, I felt that the heavy and soft iron object was extremely uncomfortable and the disadvantages were obvious.

After hundreds of moves, Xiao Lan shook his head and pierced his chest with a sword. Lu Zhui panicked. He wanted to use the whip but didn't use the right force. Instead, he let the snake-like black gold whip wrapped around his waist and staggered under the tree.

"Be careful." Xiao Lanfei supported him, holding the waist and placing the person on the ground to stand firmly, "Isn't it hurt?"

Lu Zhui looked behind him and didn't know when he was surrounded by people, not only his own people, but also the martial artist in this martial arts hall, even the aunt sweeping the floor, and the maid serving tea, watching the excitement enthusiastically.

Under the eyes of everyone, he entangled himself and threw himself under the tree. Lu Zhui was angry and wanted to step on the person in front of him.

"Okay, okay, take you back to rest." Xiao Lan took Wu Jin whip from his waist and whispered, "I was wrong, I promise to lose you next time."

Lu Chai kicked him in his calf, and while the other party was still sucking in the air, he chopped his hand and grabbed the Qingfeng sword: "One more match."

"You--" Xiao Lan wanted him to rest for a while, but seeing the long sword whizzing to his ears, she had to deal with it again. Yang Qingfeng smiled and looked at the two, and said to Lu Wuming: "I can't tell, Xiao Mingyu is very gentle and gentle, and he actually fought like a big kicker."

Lu Wuming almost choked, and said angrily: "This is my Lu family's breeze swordsmanship. It pays attention to openness and thunderbolt, and the moves are rough and bold. What is it?

Yang Qingfeng said: "All the same, all the same."

Lu Wuming glared at him, only to feel that since the old man had accepted an apprentice, he had become more and more annoying-of course, the apprentice was also quite annoying.

After changing back to his usual weapons, Lu Zhui became more and more brave, and made 90% of the essence of Lu Family's swordsmanship. The silver long sword and the black-gold iron whip, rigid, soft, static and moving, are the objects of the weapon spectrum, and no one is more dominant. It all depends on who makes the weapon.

Shu Yiyong looked at the two fighting men, dazzled, and even couldn't tell how the whip and the sword were used. He is also a martial artist and has a high level of skill. Therefore, he has always looked down upon Lu Chase. He only felt that he was nothing more than a good-looking little white face, but at this time he really worshiped from his heart-Central Plains Wulin Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved, such martial arts cultivation, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to reach for another ten years.

Yao Xiaotao said: "Wow."

Shu Yiyong coughed twice, pulling her behind her, blocking her vision.

Worship is one thing, jealousy is another.

Yao Xiaotao: "..."

"Leten down," Lu Wuming said loudly.

Lu Chai fell backwards in the air, his waist soft as cotton wool, avoiding the whistling iron whip.

"Hey!" Yang Qingfeng said, "This is cheating."

"You are a master, you can also teach apprentices." Lu Wuming squinted at him.

Yang Qingfeng: "..."

He is a master, but martial arts is not as good as an apprentice, teaching a fart.

With the help of Lu Wuming, coupled with Xiao Lan's intentional guidance, Lu Zhuo realized several sword tricks, and simply gave up the Lu family swordsmanship. He only responded with Xiao Lan's changes in his moves, hoping to win by surprise.

Lu Wuming laughed and stroked his beard when he saw his move suddenly become messy.

Yang Qingfeng gave him a blank look and continued to squat on the ground with his sleeves in his pockets.

"Keep your wrists light." Xiao Lan held his arm, "otherwise it will hurt the tiger's mouth."

Lu Chai opened him back with a palm, flew past the treetops and attacked again.

"With my dad's skill, I'm afraid of some old witch." A Liu clenched his fists and raised his arms.

A circle of people around nodded, yes, no piece of armor left!

After more than a thousand moves by the two of them, Xiao Lan just exploited a flaw. He was hit in the ribs with a palm of his hand and fell to the ground: "Resign."

Lu Zhui: "..."

"It's gone." Tie Yanyan drove people away.

Everyone was very acquainted and left with a smile, tacitly understanding each other. Only Lu Wuming wanted to use his son's two tricks, but Yao Xiaotao and Tie Yanyan were forced to take him away, and had to leave it to tomorrow.

Xiao Lan sat cross-legged under the tree and said, "Internal injuries."

Lu chased the sword back into its scabbard, and smiled and pushed him: "I got up, but internal injuries."

"Then don't care, everyone's eyes are in full view, I am at a disadvantage when you fly over and beat me," Xiao Lan said, "Let me talk about how to compensate me first."

Lu Zhui squatted opposite, took out his kerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I will cook for you."

Xiao Lan intended to tease him, but he didn't expect that the other party would take it seriously. He couldn't hold back a "puff" smile, and pulled someone to stand up: "I've been fighting for so long and doing something to eat, my arms are sore."

Lu Chai wrapped his arms around his arms: "Thank you."

"Thank you, I also want to thank you for being with me." Xiao Lan kissed him, "First go and wash and change clothes, I will take you out to eat in the restaurant."

Lu Chai said, "Was it discovered by the people of Mingyue Tomb?"

"The pharmacist has long known that you and I are back. Everyone in the tomb is now saying that seeing Xiao Lan kill without mercy. But it doesn't matter. No one will see where I take you." Xiao Lan took him. With the Qingfeng sword in his hand, he took the person back to the courtyard with the other hand.

No one will see, what other restaurants to eat. Lu Zhui was curious, and after asking twice, he didn't get the answer. In the evening, the sky gradually dimmed, and the two of them walked all the way through the alleys and turned to the bank of a river. Many fishing boats stopped on the bank with bright lights.

"What to eat?" Lu Chai was hungry.

Xiao Lan took him on a boat: "Boss, are you still in business?"

"Do, why not do it." An old man got out of the cabin and smiled, "Guests, please sit down."

The boat is not big, only a small table is set at the bow, which can barely seat four people. The boatman soon brought hot tea up, and a fragrance wafted away. Lu Chai sniffed and his stomach groaned twice.

"Here is the fisherman's pot choi." Xiao Lan said, "it is all luck. Whatever the boatman fights during the day, he will eat whatever he wants at night."

"You still know this." Lu Chai was holding the tea cup in both hands, "It smells good, and the environment is also good." Stars have already risen from the sky, twinkling and twinkling into the Milky Way, the other star is sparse, but there is a round The full moon is reflected in the river, and the sparkling water surface is connected with the boundless fire light on the fishing boat, which is a different sky.

"I've been here before, during the time when I forgot about you." Xiao Lan filled his teacup for him. "At that time, it was Chinese New Year and the city was full of lights and festoons. I was too annoyed, so I came here by the river. Seek peace."

"Then had a meal by the way?" Lu asked.

"On New Year's Eve, no one is doing business." Xiao Lan said, "But a family is very good. The old couple spent the New Year on the boat. Seeing me sitting on the shore alone, I was still a lonely homeless guest, so I took it. We had a New Year's Eve dinner together."

Lu Zhui said, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Xiao Lan said, "I was thinking that I must bring friends to eat in the future, but after thinking about it, I don't seem to have friends either."

Lu Chai stretched out his hand to hold him, palms warm, but his tone was complaining: "Who is allowed to forget me."

Xiao Lan smiled, put his hand to his lips, lowered his head and printed a kiss.

The boat owner quickly brought the dishes up. It was a big pot with various fish, shrimp, crabs, and ribs and taro. The stew was soft and sweet and melted in your mouth.

"Is there any wine?" Lu asked.

"Yes, but it's not a good wine. The son seems to be a particular person, and he can do it if he doesn't dislike it." The owner laughed and took out a small wine jar. "It's daughter Hong."

"Only one cup." Xiao Lan said, "not much to drink."

"This thin wine mixed with water, you should be an old Xueyou from Southwestern Mansion." Lu Xiu raised his head and drank it. "There are stars, water and piano sounds, just drink it."

Xiao Lan still insisted: "Then two cups."

Lu Chau laughed, but really stopped drinking, and took out a bowl of taro, fish and shrimp, and took a spoon to eat slowly.

It was cold in the autumn night, and it was even colder on the water, but there was this steaming pot of vegetables, but the whole body was warm after eating, and the back was sweaty.

"The world is delicious." Lu Zhui put down his bowl.