Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 285 [White fox face, drunk, sleeping on Xu Qianqiu's bed]

With a white fox face, he always cherishes words like gold, and it is difficult to open his mouth. Today, the prince of Beiliang returned, and he came to see her immediately.

Without knowing it, the two had already said a lot without knowing it.

Speaking of Chen Yu, the rouge commentator, who was "not inferior to Nangong", was finally snatched away by the queen's urgent decree.

Nangong Pushe didn't believe it, because a domineering man like the son of Beiliang dared to rob the current emperor of a woman, dared to shoot him for moving bricks.

How can such a person give up the meat that has reached his mouth to others?
Nangong Pushe wisely didn't ask about the mystery.

However, in his heart, he already had a premonition that the emperor's harem might not be peaceful.

Bai Hulian stretched out his hand, His Royal Highness pretended to be confused, and asked why.

Nangong Meinan didn't flinch, but just stared.

Murderous, evil, domineering!
All three.

This motherfucker is the embryo of a master who will win the championship in the future.

This tomboy is regarded by the old sword god Li Chungang as the highest in martial arts in the future, and he sits firmly on the Diaoyutai.

At a young age, you can regard the land gods as something in your pocket.

In comparison, those so-called young heroes in Jianghu are eighteen streets away. During this time, there are countless bun shops, pawnshops, restaurants, brothels...

People are more angry than people

Shop around, just throw it away!
His Royal Highness, who had just been praised for his integrity, didn't want to provoke her, so he reached into his bosom, took out a cheat book, and handed it over.

This cheat book is the Twelve Flying Swords of Deng Tai'a, the Peach Blossom Sword God, which is used to kill people thousands of miles away.

Seeing her fascinated, His Royal Highness rolled his eyes and said helplessly:
"In today's world, if you ask me to do something, you still have such a bad attitude, and you are still alive, you are No. 1!"

After all, without disturbing her, he turned around and went upstairs in a hurry.

The white fox turned his face over to the secret book in his hand, and looked at the handwriting, which was twisted and crooked, so he knew who it was written by.

He tilted his head, smiled and said nothing.

Xu Qianqiu came to the top of the pavilion.

Sitting upright, terminally ill, and increasingly emaciated, Li Yishan, a unparalleled national scholar, was writing something slowly with a hard pen.

After half an hour, he raised his head and said slowly:
"The Xuanyuan family's collection of secret books has been sorted out, and the Nangong servant downstairs has put in a lot of effort..."

Just as he was speaking, Xu Xiao came upstairs carrying two jugs of wine.

Sitting cross-legged, he separated the three green bowls that were stacked together on the table, and filled them up one by one.

In the attic, the aroma of wine filled the air.

As long as there is wine to drink, this unparalleled national scholar will stop talking and say nothing.

Green ant wine is affordable for all ordinary people in the market.

Li Yishan, who was slightly drunk after drinking half of the jug, saw that there was only half of the jug left, so he waved his hand and gave the father and son an order to evict them.

The father and son smiled at each other, stood up and left the pavilion.

Li Yishan took care of himself, poured a small bowl of wine, and murmured: "Jiangshan".

Afterwards, drink it all in one gulp.

He said again: "Beauty".

Another gulp.

Another small bowl...

Follow-up, loyalty, ruler and subject, spring and autumn, rivers and lakes...

Green ant spirits, one by one.

In the end, he passed out drunk and was on top of a few cases, and snoring suddenly broke out.

Xu Qianqiu and Xu Xiao came to the top of Qingliang Mountain.

Father and son talk in secret.

Its contents are unknown to outsiders.

The next morning.

Xu Qianqiu went to Wudang alone.

On Xiaolianhuafeng, near the tortoise stele, sat in a daze, raised his neck, looked at the sky for a long, long time.

Finally, go to the Chamber of Secrets.

Quietly, return to Beiliang.

Back in Liangzhou city, His Royal Highness stopped by to see the shop selling sauced beef.

Closed for business.

The little girl who always had a straight face towards any guest, but this time, she couldn't see her.

Ha ha no ha ha.

This year, the 28th of the lunar calendar.

Instead of Xu Xiao, Xu Qianqiu went to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Dojo alone, and rang the bell at [-].

Lantern Festival, at dusk.

Every household is covered with red lanterns.

His Royal Highness went out to relax, with a white fox face, he took the initiative to accompany him, which was unexpected.

The two of them didn't go to the downtown area, but chose a secluded restaurant.

Going up to the second floor, I ordered some exquisite pastries, and asked Xiao Er to warm a pot of rice wine.

On the first floor, there is a pair of grandparents and daughters who are storytellers.

The blind old man knocked on bamboo boards and told stories, eloquently.

Sallow and thin little girl, sitting on a small bench, playing the pipa

The quality of the pipa is inferior, and the technique is jerky, far from being called the sound of nature.

Your Highness, Shizi, started to drink, and drank face to face with the white fox, the blind old man, just finished a small opening piece.

It's about, Princess Beiliang, dressed in white and beating drums.

Due to the remote location of the restaurant, most of the people in the city are visiting the Lantern Festival Lantern Market at this moment.

There are very few diners on the first floor, and the business on the second floor is even more bleak.

Xu Qianqiu and Bai Hulian faced each other, drinking wine.

After thinking about it, His Highness Shizi waved and asked the waiter to bring a bowl of warm rice wine to the grandfather and grandson downstairs.

The wine was delivered to the first floor, and the blind old man said something to his granddaughter. The little girl stood up with her pipa in her arms, and bowed slightly towards the second floor.

The blind old man borrowed a stool from the restaurant, put the wine bowl by his hand, and raised his hand to take a sip when he was excited.

Talk about Beiliang, the sound of horseshoes, talk about Spring and Autumn, and the smoke is everywhere...

Finally, when it comes to the son of Beiliang, he said that His Highness has been stirring up trouble in the world recently.

On the banks of the Guangling River, the flying dragon was flying in the sky, destroying [-] enemies, much more powerful and powerful than the old sword god Li Chungang, and his methods were sharp.

On the second floor, Xu Qianqiu listened quietly, expressionless.

Perhaps it was because, in line with the ups and downs of the grandfather's mood, the little girl played the pipa with great difficulty, her face was red and her ears were red, and she was powerless.

After the blind artist came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched his granddaughter's head, and then reached out to get the wine.

Touch to know, the wine bowl is empty.

The old man put back the wine bowl, smacked his mouth, and felt unsatisfied, but he didn't feel that it was a pity to run out of wine.

Just said to himself:
"Beiliang old soldier, Han Hu, today, it seems that he has drunk the heroic spirit of going to the east. It's really good wine!"

After drinking, the white fox fell drunk.

This girl really doesn't hold a lot of alcohol.

When he woke up the next day, Nangong Pushe subconsciously drew his sword.

Looking around, he was actually lying on a big soft bed.

On the quilt and pillow, there was a faint fragrance.

Fortunately, her clothes are intact, and she has two knives in her arms, which are always there.

It was later known that it was Xu Qianqiu's bed.

Is it...

I was drunk last night, he carried me back?
The cheeks are slightly red, Sa is good-looking.

Holding the two sabers in his arms, he hurriedly left the room without making a sound, and went back to Ting Chao Ting.

I swear in my heart, next time, I will never drink with that disciple again.

There are things to do.

Some people, want to kill.

Knowing that His Royal Highness wanted to enter Beimang alone, Xu Xiao did not stop him.

This angered Xu Weixiong, the second sister who was far away in Shangyin Academy.

In the academy, the operation to close the net is coming to an end, with human heads rolling and blood flowing like rivers.

The bloodstains on the floor hadn't had time to scrub, Xu Weixiong, who had already defeated his opponent and was promoted to the seat of sacrificial wine, traveled thousands of miles and rushed back to Beiliang.

When he entered the mansion for the first time, without saying a word, he drew his sword and chased after the former Dazhu Kingdom, slashing wildly.

The majestic king of Beiliang, with disheveled hair, repeatedly begged for mercy, it was too horrible to look at.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

His Royal Highness, the son, has secretly set off for Beimang.

At present, it has disappeared.

Missing together, there is also the blue bird!
(End of this chapter)