Legend of Fei

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"Really?" Zhou Fei was stunned, and after a while, he asked a little uncomfortably, "But wasn't Granny Li too lazy to take care of things-what did my mother say?"

"Aunt said, what they love, as long as they don't attract everyone to the forty-eight villages." Li Yan sat sideways on a huge reef, holding a shell with roasted meat and water in his hands. Blowed twice, and poured into my mouth, so that the tears almost did not come down. "Woo" for a long time, he shuddered out a sentence, "Good, delicious, brother-in-law, so delicious!" Good, delicious, brother-in-law, so delicious!"

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Xie Yun sat silently while watching the fire and roasting shells. This was a delicate job. He couldn't keep up with the two to eat alone. After a long day of work, he didn't take care of himself. The last one was left in his hand. The word "brother-in-law" that Yan Yan was born outraged, so she gave her the last one automatically.

Li Yan took over happily, not polite to him at all, but hated that his mouth was not big enough to take the entire East China Sea into his stomach.

She ate the last shellfish satisfactorily, threw the shell into the sea, and jumped from the reef, asking, "I can take it, sister, will you go by then?"

Zhou Feidao said: "It's a Chu matter, I have to pass the pot and sell the iron, let alone not far away."

Just finished, Chen Junfu not far away beckoned to Li Yan and asked, "Little girl, don't you eat dried fish?"

Li Yan heard that without saying anything, she ran away, leaving her handsome brother-in-law and a more handsome sister, and turned to a hundred-year-old old man without turning back.

In the year when the North and the South returned to one, Zhao Yuan changed the year name to "Qian Feng". This is the second year of Qian Feng. After two years of hard work, Xie San Gongzi wished to treat all the trivial things in the Forty-eight Village that no one was willing to manage It was all handled by one hand, and finally Da Li turned his eyes to him.

In the autumn of this year, Zhou Fei accompanied Xie Yun back to the East China Sea, visited the teacher and paid tribute to his ancestors.

There are two "ancestors" in total, one is the uncle Xiao Xie who saved his life and saved the other, and the other is Liang Shao.

Liang Chengxiang's body was accidentally blown up by Mu Xiaoqiao and was blown away together with the valley. In the end it was dust to dust and soil to earth. Xie Yun then set up a simple clothes mound for him on the small island of Penglai.

When I wanted to come to Liang Liang, he was vigorous and organised before his death, and should be quiet after his death.

The two of them have visited the old man, finished the tomb, and are about to leave. Li Yan did not invite him. He also sent a message—Wu Chuchu has collected and sorted out the remains of various factions in recent years. Sheng was often released by Li Jinrong to contact the parties, and had a lot of friends. Somehow, he took the lead in posting posts for Wu Chuchu on all sides. I’m just saying that in recent years I have compiled some books that are scattered around. I want to take this opportunity to ask everyone to drink a thin glass of wine.

The place was set in Liujiazhuang, and Li Sheng's upsurge began when Liujiazhuang encircled and suppressed the eighteen drugmen. Since then, he and Master Liu have become friends for years.

Posts and messages were sent out with the help of Xingjiao. I thought there were very few responders, but I invited a few old friends to join in the excitement. Nobody knows how to make a big noise. One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, four heroes one They rushed to Liujiazhuang in a big gang, which was more lively than the farce that Huo Liantao made in Yongzhou City. The small Liujiazhuang was not enough to arrange, and it seemed that the large and small inns in Jinan were full, and the streets were full. The rivers and lakes people of different shapes made Li Sheng a little panicked and had to send Li Yan to call Zhou Fei this "Southern Sword" to support him in the past.

"This is not an accident," Xie Yun said. "After so many years, there were the living dead mountain first, and then Beidou and Yin Pei were rampant, and the hatred and grievances were stacked for generations. We are all dead, and the backwaters of the Central Plains Wulin should also come very well. Your brother has the same background as his wrist, and it is even more rare to be humble. He does not take himself seriously. It is said that in the older generation, people are very popular. In the field of holding him up, this time I am afraid that people from all major schools intend to help."

Zhou Fei wondered: "Do they still want to hold him as the next mountain sword?"

Xie Yun asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Fei always feels a bit wonderful. She has never seen the style of mountains and rivers in those years. She just listened to this and said a few words, and probably got a vague impression from the words and words-the predecessor’s virtue is high, a handle Epee calmed the sprites of the whole Central Plains.

In her heart, if Yin Daxia is a high mountain, Li Moumou is a hindrance. If Yin Daxia is a holy beast that guards one side, Li Sheng is a skewered wild dog with a trembling tail-in short, Apart from being human and male, it seems that there is nothing in common, she is really a little unimaginable.

After thinking about it for a moment, Zhou Fei worriedly said, "He? Martial arts can't take it. He can only play tricks on his mouth. In case he is jealous, he wants to harm him. He doesn't even need to make conspiracies and tricks. It's nothing to kill directly.

Xie Yun: "..."

No wonder Master Li is clearly a young and vigorous age, but he always has a "transcendental" temperament that doesn't take himself seriously. He grew up in this sinister environment from an early age.

Zhou Fei turned Xiwei in a circle in his hand, and said as if it was very troublesome: "Hey, I still call a few more people to give him courage."

Xie Yun was busy seeing the stitches and slapping the horse way: "Zhou Daxiayu is unparalleled in the world, invincible in the world."

Zhou Fei always thought this sounded strange, and the surname Xie seemed to be sarcastic again, so he gave him a suspicious look.

When she looked up, her chin was sharp and her eyes were slightly raised with half-open eyes. She was a pretty little cousin. Xie Yunluo looked at her innocently for a moment, and she couldn't hold her mouth together. He slightly bent over and pinched Zhou Fei's chin, whispering: "If I knew that this week's heroes could finally be cheaper for me, I would definitely dress up a little more beautifully when I broke into the Mojiang River, and my light skills would be more elegant."

Zhou Fei said with a smile: "Go to see a waterweed essence, what else do you want to dress?"

Xie Yun rolled her eyes, bent over and said something in her ear, and somehow she was shameless. After he finished speaking, he immediately jumped away, just avoiding the handle of Zhou Fei poking his stomach.

His hand Fu Xiong said: "niche mention six pro, your father and mother are hard and soft nails fed twelve, life and chew out of a beak steel teeth, only to come home to marry a beating every day, hard it is - —”

In the last two words, Xie Yun sang out of the singing, and even speaking and singing did not prevent him from jumping a distance, and also turned back to Zhou Fei: "Zhao Yuan has told me to sing "Bone Bone" so I can't sleep. If you bully me again, I’ll write a biography of Nan Dao in Minger to expose the appearance of a hero. If you don’t agree in private, you will abuse the weak scholars... Haha, A Fei, you’re still unskilled. what."

Zhou Fei is not as good as him-after all, he is born with congenital insufficiency and is not a leg under his neck.

The two chased and fled, and ran out half an island in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Xie Yun stopped, a little bit on a reef, seemingly effortless, and the dust fell on it without any surprise, swinging his hand to Zhou Fei slightly.

Zhou Fei looked at the probe and found that the two of them came to the two tombs unconsciously.

The two stone tablets living next to each other are on three sides of the atoll, as if surrounded by natural reefs. They are surrounded by a small heaven and earth. It is very quiet. The open side faces the vast East China Sea, and you can see the sea-sky junction at a glance.

Master Tongming was holding a long broom, sweeping the floating ashes on the two tombstones at once.

The monk and the stele have an indescribable tranquility in the bleak sound.

Xie Yunchong made a gesture with Zhou Fei, and took her hand gently to the side. The two walked away from the back of the big reef without disturbing Master Tongming.

Walking out of the distance, Xie Yuncai whispered: "My master's status is special. Since his death, his family has been hiding in Penglai, East China Sea. The other few uncles were all loyal ministers who were attendants. He doesn’t leave the island at all, but a few uncles occasionally go out to run errands. At that time, Uncle Chen was entrusted by the swords of mountains and rivers several times to do armor and swords for him. As a messenger, come and go, and have some friendship with the heroes of Yin."

Speaking of which, Zhou Fei already understood, so he said: "Later he has doubts about the death of Yin Xia?"

Xie Yun nodded: "Mountain sword, Nan Dao-Old Nan Dao, and my affairs at that time, he had been cherished since his death, and his last wish was for me to trace Haitian and find an account... Now they The two lived next to each other, and I could have explained face to face."

Zhou Fei paused slightly.

"Haitian Yishi" is like a leader that everyone seems to be obsessed with and hold back to each other. Everyone wants to use this leader, and everyone is secret.

Forty-eight Village was originally a lot of people. Later, Zhou Yitang brought back a group of confidants to go home, which is a lot of people with mixed eyes. Some words have not yet had the opportunity to ask clearly. At this time, on the top of the East China Sea, the Quartet’s vision is smooth and the surroundings are clear. She only deliberately and implicitly said: "Is that really not surnamed Zhao?"

Xie Yun slightly curled his eyes and replied subtly: "The generations of our Zhao family are indecisive and women's benevolence, and they are particularly prone to blood. They take their ears for granted, and they have a good ability to sing the wind and the moon. It’s a good hand, and I can’t get a real chapter. From Emperor Xian to my father and then to me, it’s all the same thing, and there have never been such a prosperous character."

Zhou Fei looked back subconsciously, but her sight was blocked by the tombstone. She could not see the two tombstones living next to each other: "What is Liang Shao's picture?"

"The arrow was on the string at the time," Xie Yun whispered, "The south side planned for a long time, gathered tens of thousands of troops, and moved the whole body in one stroke. Once discovered, it will definitely collapse, and Zhao will really die."

Zhou Fei wondered: "No one is surnamed Zhao. Isn't this a dead country?"

Xie Yun stretched a lazy waist, smoothly grabbed Zhou Fei's shoulder, and slapped her hand lazily on her body: "The map has not been changed, the Manchu dynasty, military and martial arts have not changed, Jiangshan has never changed his surname, the most important thing is that There is still room for realizing what one wishes, Liang Gong and the first emperor's new policy can be spread out in Jiangnan, and the new emperor can only rely on Liang Shao when he is young. When his wings are hard, even if Liang Shao is dead, there are also ' "Haitian Yishi's spirit is not scattered, and can only go on the route he envisioned forever. Within one or two generations, there must be a peace in the world. By then, you will look east on the reef. respectively?"

Xie Yun said it painlessly, his tone flustered, and he only lacked a small table case and a gavel, otherwise it would be a good place to talk about it, and he personally performed for Zhou Fei how the descendants of the Zhao family were muddy. Not on the wall.

Then his claws scratched Zhou Fei's chin gently and irregularly, and leaned into her ear and said: "Let's go to Liujiazhuang first, and after watching the excitement, I will take you to the old town to play, OK? In winter, let's go outside to see new grass and tender sheep."

Zhou Fei slapped his claws away: "Go, is there something serious? Just know to play, if the big master sends me something..."

Xie Yun interrupted her with a smile, and leisurely added: "You can also buy a few lambs at a high price and roast them on the spot. The outer coke is tender and tender. You don't need to put many spices at all. A little salt will taste endless."

Zhou Fei: "...I will write to my mother and say something."

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