Chapter 137 – Letting You Not Practice Your Sword
Xu Fengnian, who was kicked in the face, said with a foggy head, “Practicing?”
The old Sword God sneered, “Otherwise, how else could you have practiced that Princess Jing’an for real? Do you want to give up the Great Yellow Court?”
As thick skinned as Xu Fengyen, he still blushed a little, he did not dwell on this topic, he approached the campfire and sat down beside Yu Youwei, Ning Emei carried some golden and oily roasted meat in a single hand, and handed it to His Highness and the Old God of Swords respectively, the hungry Xu Fengyen tore into the game and joked, “General Ning, sit down with me, let’s dip into the Old God of Swords’ Immortal Spirit together. ”
Ning Emei, who had dismounted his armor but was still carrying his halberd bag, sat down and smiled coyly, this Wudian general looked fierce and evil, but his voice and personality were the opposite. Xu Fengyen looked at the elegant eating general Ning, inexplicably laughed out loud, the campfire a whole bunch of people are looking at each other, Xu Fengyen softly to Ning Emei asked: “The sand field against the battlefield killing, some big generals and fierce men like to yell some ‘thieves to take the life of the’ or ‘take your dog’s head! ‘ grandiose words, General Ning, but you have this soft tone of voice, what should I do? I’ve always been curious about this for a while.”
Ning Emei rough face reflecting the firelight, do not see clearly whether the blush, scratching his head and laughed: “just do on the lieutenant, also want to learn those prima donna predecessors in the front of the battle shouting, and then once with the great general side by side, do the vanguard will go to the battlefield, just blindly yelled a sentence, was shouted to the great general to give a hard scolding, said to play halberd on the play halberd, waste what words, and also with the The girl hiccups general, the momentum is not even compared to the man put a loud fart, the general reprimanded that do not give the Northern Liang army disgrace. After this I formation will no longer dare to shout, kill then kill, just kill.”
“I knew you were going to be scolded by Xu Snap.” Xu Fengyen laughed with his belly, his tattered image at this time is no better than the beggar’s costume of his three years of traveling, when he laughed, he was carrying roasted meat in his hand, looking at not far away from King Consort of Jing’an, some of his mind was in a trance. Jing’an king Zhao Heng need not say, is never high above the spotless moral appearance, even the son of Zhao Xun also come to the food is not too fine and fine tricky style, large to room decoration, small to the waist of jade, are treasures, and the word “vulgarity” is absolutely no edge. After taking a glance at Princess Pei, Xu Fengyen smiled at Li Chun Gang, who was devouring his food, and said: ”Old senior, how is General Ning’s halberd technique? Call it pure fire?”
Hearing this, Ning Emei immediately fidgeted, and as expected, the most venomous old man in sheepskin fur spat out a piece of bone and laughed, “Hearth and fire? That empty-handed halberd Wang Mingyin should be transcendent into the saints, right, how is it still ranked in the world’s eleventh? You kid, want to let the old man point this guy halberd law straight, don’t come to bend the intestines.”
Xu Fengnian smiled, “I beg the old senior to give me some advice.”
The old Sword God impatiently said, “Say it later if you are in the mood.”
Xu Fengnian saw that the big halberd Ning Emei, the hanyou, was just indulging in shocking surprise and quietly stretched out his leg and kicked it, the latter’s body shook and cupped his fists and said, “Ning Emei thanks the old sword god.”
Old man Li glared, “What old Sword God, recognized Teng Tai’a as the new Sword God not? One day has not fought with this junior, the old man is still the sword god of the jianghu for a hundred years.”
Ning Emei was filled with fear, how could he understand Li Chun Gang’s heart temperament, he could only look at His Highness the Prince for help. Xu Fengyen waved his hand, signaling Ning Emei to leave first, just want to make a round, inadvertently glimpsed the little mudman holding a book there to wipe tears, slender shoulders trembling, stretching over his head to vaguely see the title of the book, dumbfounded, is actually Wang Chudong’s “first snow”, just don’t know to read the first few volumes. Xu Fengnian sat over, gently snatched, swept a glance, look at the page, ginger mud has been looking at the end, it is estimated that for the sentence may the world’s lovers end up in love, not waiting for the little mud people angry, will be interested in the book back to her, flirting: “are some fictional stories, can read out tears? Countless men and women under the sky have spilled tens of thousands of pounds of tears for this book, not much for you.”
Jiang Nai dead holding the book of the first snow, tearful eyes, choked and scolded: “Think everyone is like you this kind of stone heart!”
Li Chun Gang said: “I had time to glance at a few, the book love is okay, but this Wang Donghang’s poems, really good, copying the sages, well versed in the right poetry of the gold and stone rhyme. However, there are a few pieces are not up to par, I do not know with whom I learned the bad habits, large sections of the raw copy of the old Zhuang Yi three Xuan, especially from the Buddhist scriptures peeled off some of the out-of-the-way vocabulary, to the old man to assess, that is, born of the Zen disease. However, after the Spring and Autumn state war, the scholar escaped hundreds of thousands of Zen, so it can not be said that this is the Wang Dongqiang talent is not enough, just follow the trend.”
Suddenly, Xu Fengyen and the old man were extremely tacitly wide-eyed, looking at the bystanders with another blank stare. These two guys at the same time smile oddly, just Li Chun Gang smile in more than a few trace of emotion sighing. Both of them sighed again at the same time, even Jiang Nai couldn’t help but gather her emotions and curiously muttered about what was wrong with these two guys. She naturally did not know that the old sword god that Li Qingdian alias is from a great lady’s gift of poetry, that woman and Wang Donghang general, in the literary world at that time is also a poet like the wonders, but the most colorful chapters of her life, are in the adoration of Li ChunGang written. Unfortunately, Li ChunGang heart without distractions, extremely love in the vast sword, young completely disregard for children’s love, how many women for this sad sad, to the death of the two words can not rest assured.
In this matter, Xu Fengyen and Li Chungang, how similar?
The old sword god murmured sadly: “This Wang Donghang little girl has a big fairy gas ah, a “first snow” has long been the world to say all kinds of exhaustive, that is, the old man, such as this earlier self-proclaimed the world’s first light-hearted guy, read the book after the head to drink, only to know that the light-heartedness of idleness is false, what the bullshit flow of eloquent lice hand hand, what the jaggedness of the self-proclaimed bones more to see this fragmentation, in the child! I’m afraid I still can’t escape that ‘long love of children, heroes are short of breath’. Back to think about qi xuan frame that parting words, said as long as in the mountains, will be two fingers square inch between a paper talisman to the Taoist ancestor detained down, no matter how can not escape.”
Li Chun Gang raised his hand, took a wine bag thrown over by His Highness the son of the world, fiercely poured a mouthful of it, the stuffiness in his chest was swept away, and asked with a smile, “The author’s mind when he made the book, how can the other people know. Your next time you see that little girl who was named as Wang Donghang, ask a question for me, how could she, at a young age and without leaving her home, borrow the book’s mouth of a rascal to say that all the difficult things in the world can be done on a woman’s thighs as a warning to the world’s wondrous words.”
Xu Fengnian nodded. He read the “head snow” is not much, but it seems that everyone around him is caught up in it, big sister and Jiang Nai is the same to scoop up countless tears of sympathy, even the infamous North Liang diehard Li Hanlin are the sun out in the west of the flood of heartache, coupled with the first time we met on the reading of the “head snow” of the King Princess of Jing’an, the fans of the Wang Dongyang can be said to be innumerable, no wonder it has been known as a thousand people to read the “head snow” a thousand kinds of snow, it seems to be to take the time to It seems that he should take the time to enjoy it once again. Xu Fengyen lowered his head and chewed his meat, fish Youwei softly reminded that there is still a set of clean clothes left in the carriage, Xu Fengyen hmmm, raised his head and said, “In the next few days, you work with grandpa Wei to paint the talismanic patterns of those four pieces of armor, I may not be too able to get free.”
Fish Youwei padded her pointed chin on the white snowy lazy Wu Mei Niang body and softly said, “Okay.”
Xu Fenian said with some guilt, “Have you been frightened by the killing during the day?”
Yu Youwei smiled and shook her head. Xu Fengnian immediately revealed his fox’s tail and said hehehe, “Isn’t my knife stance very much in the style of everyone?”
Yu Youwei gave a charming blank look. Jiang Nai, who was sitting right beside Xu Fenian carefully protecting the Headland Snow, snorted coldly and was very unenthusiastic.
Xu Fengyen stretched his finger and flicked a grain of insect that he didn’t know whether it was a mosquito fly or a moth onto the little mudman’s cheek, the force wasn’t too light but not too heavy, flicking several of them one after another, making fun of it on his mouth, “Letting you discredit this Shizi’s hard-heartedness, letting you lazy goods not practicing your sword.”
Poor pathetic little mud man cheeks raw pain, open teeth and claws a face of anger.
The old Sword God skimmed his head, out of sight, out of mind.
Xu Fengyen saw the good thing and after teasing the little mudman who could not help himself, he got up and went to the carriage where the green bird was, Shu Shy and Yang Qingfeng were guarding discreetly near the carriage. Xu Fengyen waved his hand to signal the two men to retreat, boarded the carriage and bent into the carriage, the movement of the gentle green bird in his arms, closed his eyes and slowly exhaled, the highest layer of the Great Yellow Court, can be conceived in the body of the Green Lotus one hundred and eight, an orifice and a hole with the darkness of heaven, the world’s mouth describes the top of the heavens of the people who do the righteousness of the people to be used as an analogy for the Great Yellow Court is the most appropriate. Not only to serve heaven, but also closely connected to the earth, only the heavenly Taoist real person.
Li Chun Gang added a few pieces of firewood and threw them into the campfire, looking at the sullen Jiang Nai, he tentatively asked, “Do you want to practice your sword?”
Jiang Nai’s face was hesitant, a handsome face reflected by the firelight was absolutely beautiful, she was really a natural beauty. The emperor of western chu is a handsome and suave man, the empress is the spring and autumn history of the magnificent beauty, the king of guangling once openly said to accept the empress as a servant girl, the west base wall smoke has just fallen, the king of guangling has already sent a messenger to find the general xu primrose, as long as the latter is willing to hand over the empress of western chu to him as a forbidden pet, he can agree to give six thousand big wei pawns to the xu primrose at all costs, do not want to think of xu primrose promised to be promised! I didn’t expect Xu Snapdragon to promise, but after entering the palace, he just threw a white damask to the honored creature.
The old sword god lowered his voice and said: “small mud people, the old man really pressure box of skills, are still hiding it, originally wanted to stay against the Wang Xianzhi and Deng Tai’a, as long as you want to learn, the old man certainly teach.”
Jiang Nai calmly said, “Just learn the word.”
Li Chun Gang, who was once again hurt by this niece’s internal injuries, sighed and continued to drink and deal with the roasted meat at the same time. Not to mention, with the son of His Highness, this is the most comfortable, clothes to hand talk about, anyway, the body of this sheepskin fur is quite fit, but meals to mouth is not easy ah, in the past to walk the rivers and lakes, the world only see him this sword god sword how magnificent and domineering, where is the clear sword on the road to deal with the enemy is easy to deal with, but their own five viscera temple is difficult to wait for, especially in the scarcely populated places, looking for game is good to say, can be The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what is going on in the world. So what if you are invincible, don’t you need to eat, drink, and shit? And don’t need to fart? The old god of swords looked around the week, on that face of reverence look at their own Jiu Dou Mi Taoist glared at, what to look at, a big old man, but also like this with the gesture of a young girl in love, the old man’s face has flowers or silver ah? Li Chun Gang sighed in his heart, look at it, or ginger mud is the most suitable, as for that boy well, sloppy is smooth.
Pei Wangfei followed the fish Youwei to get up together, quietly asked: “Where is the next team of horses to go?”
Fish Youwei flatly said: “Unsurprisingly is directly to Jiangnan Road.”
Pei Wangfei was about to speak, for the old man who is not respecting the sheepskin fur threw a piece of roasted meat bone on her rounded buttocks that her clothes could not hide the flavor, tsked and laughed: “Be careful at night, that boy always peeps at you here. By the way, just now he also told me that he wanted to let you set up a lot of postures, what the Goddess of Mercy sitting lotus ah, the old man wheelbarrow ah, the old tree root ah, the roasted goose holding the moon ah, anyway, I don’t understand too much, I don’t know if you, the princess of Jing’an, do not understand. Estimated that the eighteen martial arts have finished practicing, how should be dawn, or tomorrow morning I call you to eat breakfast? Or good people do in the end, later send some snacks to you two?”
Pei Nanwei even have the heart to die.