The Paranoid Emperor’s Black Moonlight Shizun

Qiu Yutong also raised his head and looked towards the courtyard gate.

Brother Two and Brother Three are here?

I saw two extremely handsome sword repairs, and walked in through the gate side by side, and everyone immediately gave way to a murmur.

The sword repairer on the left is tall and muscular, with white clothes like snow and eyes like Han Xing with long eyebrows on his temples. There was a long sword hanging on his waist, the sheath of the sword was as white as snow, and there were three pale golden seals-"Cut the wind and snow".

Everyone couldn't help whispering.

"This is Lord Ao Xuefeng of Shuoxue City, Bai Hanyuan? He cut the snow on his waist, and heard that he was ranked fifth in the sword score, only one lower than the master of angerless Nanshan Temple ..."

"Hush, be quiet, this man looks bad-tempered."

"I've heard that Bai Hanyuan is very tempered. But he is also a little tempered, and he is better than his three younger brothers. Look at the look of Sang Lingxi. Gee."

"Haha, Lord Cui Pingfeng is still like that, romantic, hey ..."

"Yeah, I heard that last year, the eldest lady of the Li family in Yueyang was about to get married. When Erlong looked up in February, he met him at Guanyin Temple and immediately refused to marry. Master Li's head was bald for sorrow, hahaha ... you see, he hooked up again. "

The handsome sword repairer next to Bai Hanyuan was naturally Cui Pingfeng's master Sang Lingxi. I saw him with a pair of peach blossom eyes and water, and a thin goose-yellow shirt with a dark green sword hanging around his waist. The slender soft sword of the sheath is also lined with three pale golden seals-"smoky green".

Qiu Yutong listened to the whispering gossip of the people around him, unable to help being speechless and amused. It seems that Brother Three has not only failed to converge in these years, but has also become more unruly, and I do n’t know if Brother Brother will punish him to ask Jianya for three years and five years.

As Sang Lingxi walked, the female nuns who kept moving forward, back and forth, tossed their eyes, from the age of eighteen to eighty years old, from the gorgeous repair of the Fengyue Road, to the Kun Dao of the ruthless path. Not picky, as long as she is a woman and alive, she can receive the charming eyes of the master Cui Pingfeng.

"Sister, he looked at me, he looked at me!"

"He still looks at me! Oh my god, he looks at our master! This dude, gee."

"What's wrong with Playboy, he looks so handsome, even Master is watching him ..."

"Xiaorou, who are you looking at as a teacher ?!"

"Master ... Ah, he looked at me again!"

Bai Hanyuan couldn't help but slightly turned his head away, staring at Sang Lingxi fiercely: "Ask Jianya not enough to kneel?"

Sang Lingxi shouted involuntarily, and immediately withdrew his gaze honestly, and begged eloquently: "Second Brother, look at the friendship of the same generation for a hundred years, you old man, don't complain to your brother in charge, My legs are still soft. "

"You just know." Bai Hanyuan snorted coldly.

"Yes, you know, Brother II, you have a lot of adults ..." Sang Lingxi nodded like a rice, but didn't look over, secretly rolled his eyes and whispered, "Only Brother Brother Zhang Suppress people, hum. "

"Mutter what?"

"No