Wu Tang Flourishing age

These days, it seems that God opened his eyes. The continuous sunshine has melted a lot of snow armor in Anning county. However, the description changes brought by the flowing snow are not as good as the original silver in the eyes of literati and poets.

"Pounce on the edge", "pounce on the edge", a vigorous white pigeon fluttered its wings across the sunny day and flew over Liao's courtyard. Li Luoyang in the yard looked up and said, "unfortunately, there is no air gun."

Because there was no air gun, Li Luoyang didn't pay attention to the place where the white dove landed. It happened to be Zhu's house next door.

Speaking of it, because Zhu Donghe escaped after being exposed by Li Luoyang, county magistrate Liu put a paper on the front door of Zhu's house. There has been no lights for several days. Although Zhu Ying lives almost a wall away from her house, the seal of the Yamen is not for fun. Once the seal is torn off, he will bear the anger from the imperial court.

Therefore, generally, no one will enter the house sealed up by the imperial court. However, there are always unusual people in this world.

For example, the Wu girl holding the white leather in her hand.

"Xinyi, my son."

The little bamboo wax on the pigeon's leg is sealed with a small letter paper. In the letter, there is not much content except the intimate title. The text is only four words - act according to plan.

Miss Wu, that is, Wu Xinyi, didn't cover her face with a white towel at this time. She saw the sun passing through the sea in front of her forehead, reflecting the gem like brilliance on her white and red face. Her big eyes, straight nose and full red lips. This face shape and facial features can be regarded as treasures in the world.

Jingying's nose was slightly wrinkled to express the owner's dissatisfaction with the four words. The so-called "acting according to plan" was to tell her that things had not to be discussed. What she said when she started and what she had to do now, which made Wu Xinyi feel that her future was gloomy.

"Since Dad said that, hum, I'll satisfy you. Teach that little fool to practice martial arts? I really don't hate it. I'll try my best to do it. Dad, don't worry."

Wu Xinyi let go and sent the white dove back to Lantian. The poor white dove didn't get delicious food in Wu Xinyi's hands. We can only blame Wu Xinyi for her bad mood.

The white dove with wings flew away. Wu Xinyi covered her face with a white towel again. Not to mention, if she showed her true face, her charming appearance would directly reduce her momentum by 100%, especially in the face of men.

With the scarf, Wu Xinyi's murderous spirit suddenly rose, and returned to the look that frightened Zhu Donghe. For Wu Xinyi, Zhu Donghe is just a boring name in life, which can be erased at will. In fact, if Zhu Donghe didn't die himself, Wu Xinyi would have erased the name from her memory.

Zhu Donghe still came back. He really couldn't let go of Zhu Ying, his baby granddaughter. He didn't come back today. As a martial artist hiding in the city, Zhu Donghe certainly has the ability to change his description. In the past two days, he has passed through the gate of Liao's courtyard three times in a row, the first time as a street salesman, the second time as a charcoal salesman from the mountains, and the third time as a toothwalker.

These three kinds of people wander around the street all day, and no one cares. It is the best way to hide their faces. However, Zhu Donghe is not satisfied because he knocked on the door, but no one came to open the door for him, so he can't see Zhu Ying.

Today, he couldn't help it. From the day he returned to Anning county to find out that Zhu Ying was in Liao's courtyard, he had been waiting for an opportunity. The wound on his wrist was not seriously affected by the injury medicine. Although his hamstring was broken and could not be connected, his kung fu was still there. It was not difficult for Zhu Donghe to climb over the wall and enter the room.

Considering that it is easy to disturb the people around him in the daytime, Zhu Donghe plans to go home and hide first. After the dead of night, he turns into the Liao family courtyard separated by a wall and grabs his baby granddaughter. If there is enough time, he also plans to harvest Li Luoyang's life.

There is no problem with the plan, at least before seeing the figure in white.

"Didn't you say to let you go as far as you can?" a pair of Xiu eyebrows under Wu Xinyi's scarf wrinkled. The old man with bent hands really upset her. In fact, her upset has nothing to do with Zhu Donghe. It can only be said that Zhu Donghe's bad luck. If she doesn't pay attention, she becomes Wu Xinyi's vent.

"I"

Zhu Donghe's mood at this moment can't be described in words. He feels that God must be playing with him. Otherwise, how could this terrible Wu woman in Baiyun Mountain appear in his home?

"It seems that you are so old that you don't even have a memory." Wu Xinyi slowly extended her hand to the hilt of the sword.

"Girl, please listen to me." Zhu Donghe almost knelt down at Wu Xinyi's feet. He really didn't want to die. Although those scholars looked at character better than anything, Zhu Donghe didn't care about it. He just wanted to live.

"I just came back to see my granddaughter. We are connected by blood. Can't you be kind and reunite our grandchildren, miss?"

Of course, Wu Xinyi has met Zhu Ying. She also admits that Zhu Ying is indeed a very lovely girl, but it is because Zhu Ying is cute that Wu Xinyi feels that people like Zhu Donghe deserve to die. If Zhu Donghe were to educate Zhu Ying, wouldn't it destroy this lovely little girl?

Zhu Donghe didn't know he was wrong. He still hoped that his "sincerity" could move Wu Xinyi, but unexpectedly, it only accelerated Wu Xinyi's sword drawing speed.

"Whoosh ~"

With a flash of sword light, the bamboo hat on the head of Zhudong River separated from it, and a straight blood line extended from Zhudong River's chin to his forehead, so that Zhudong River, which had no response at all, instinctively focused on the crack of the bamboo hat and became a pair of cockfighting eyes.

"Cluck ~"

There was a meaningless sound in his throat. At this time, Zhu Donghe realized how big the gap between himself and Wu Xinyi was. The last time he didn't die was completely merciful under the sword.

The burning pain began to spread from the wound and gradually involved the facial features on his face, which made Zhu Donghe gather up an extremely strange expression. However, he was still alive, even if the dirty blood had begun to flow on his face.

"In this way, ordinary makeup can't be covered up. How about you go, or are you going to let me take you home?"

"I"

Finally, Zhu Donghe knew that he seemed to have picked up his life again. Although the pain on his face was unbearable, it was this pain that reminded him that he was still alive.

"Eh? There seems to be some noise nearby?"

Li Luoyang felt dizzy and distraught after three consecutive days of hard training. At the moment, he was resting against the wall. Although Wu Xinyi and Zhu Donghe deliberately lowered their voice, Zhu Donghe finally couldn't help shouting after Wu Xinyi's sword. This movement was transmitted to Li Luoyang's ears.

"No, is it Zhu Donghe coming back for revenge? No, I have to find Li Bai quickly!"

Even after seeing Wu Xinyi's martial arts, Zhu Donghe is no longer an expert in Li Luoyang's heart, but Li Luoyang, who knows himself clearly, still understands the gap between the two sides. Once Zhu Donghe is killed unprepared, I'm afraid a cockroach in Liao's courtyard can't survive except Zhu Ying!

Just as Li Luoyang was preparing to run, a figure suddenly fell from the sky.