The lights were on under the old locust tree, and Lu Qian and others sat around the stone table.

Without hiding it, Ning Chang'an handed over the black sword obtained from the Blacksmith Shop in Hongyue Market to Lu Qian.

The black long sword is slightly wider than the ring-headed sword commonly used by the Mingjing Sixiuwei.

Thanks to the omnipotence pill of Wu Yazi, the old Taoist of Hongyue Market, Lu Qian concentrated his mind and energy, and under the guidance of Ning Chang'an, the two broken swords and swords had already been very familiar with each other.

The mental method is small, and there is still a gap between the great realm of sword and score.

The long knife held in the hand is heavy and heavy, and it feels very weighty.

When holding the handle, a cold breath penetrated into the body along the palm of the palm.

"Good knife!" Liang Xiao praised, with an unconcealed expression of envy in his eyes.

But I just envy you and don't think much about it.

"There will be all, but not now. After the Zhongyuan Festival, everyone will have a handful of people."

"Thank you!" The three of them smiled.

Looking at the four people who were happy, Ning Chang'an thought, I wonder if there were any four people practicing the art of fighting in Mengpo's shop in Hongyue Market.

For example, the positive and negative sword formations, etc.

The advantage is that it can exert the effect of one plus one greater than two.

The deep sky and the moon are like a disc.

Five hundred miles south of Tianshuikou in the south of Yu State.

The bright moon grows on the sea!

Sit with his knees in his arms, a long sword placed within reach, and the little girl looked at Ye Se in a daze.

I miss my dead mother a little bit and the brother Chang'an who buried her mother.

The Zhenhai Tower is magnificent under the moonlight.

The dragon bone is a building frame, the dragon head asks the sky, and the dragon ball radiates the bright light.

The old man, who was as burly as an immortal, entered the first floor of Zhenhai Building.

Go straight to the second floor, take the "Changhe" divine sword, and take the "Mulan" divine sword from the eighth floor.

Then he went up to the tenth floor, and the white-haired old man took the sword of "Seeking the Duan".

A great sword that is even thicker than the "Zhulu Sword" of Dingxi King.

The burly old man stood on the head of Zhenhailou with three swords.

The light emitted by the dragon ball merged with the moonlight, and a full moon seemed to grow above Zhenhai Tower.

The full moon dissipates, and there are no white-haired elderly people on Zhenhai Tower.

The nine-headed Tengsnakes appear and disappear from time to time in the sky, and one hundred and eight black iron chains are straight, and the Happy Island floats to the northeastern waters.

The morning light is dim, and the Zhongyuan Festival is here.

The river is busy, and passenger ships from outside are moored at large and small docks.

The incense in the air is strong. The Tianyin Temple in Guangling County Cheng Kun, and Master Cheng Jing opened the altar to preach the sutras.

The master of Jianning Temple, Mo Wuya, opened a temple to pray for the people.

At dawn, there were more pilgrims from the Taoist temple.

The yamen is busy, but busy but not chaotic.

In previous years, the docks that needed to be arranged in a key manner are now completely save trouble, and they are all being managed in the "beating children" operation. Liang Xiao, Lu Qian, Le Huan, and Xiang Yao led the yamen runners to the Wudaoliang, Tianyin Temple and Caishikou respectively.

There are also the main pig demon Tiangou on the mountain and the white fox Fengqiao assists.

Arranged in an orderly manner.

As the sunlight fell, the capital Shangluo also became excited.

The constable of Jingzhao Prefecture maintained public order, the Jinwu Guard in the palace opened the way, and all civil and military officials left the capital and went to the imperial tomb in a mighty manner.

The Imperial Heaven Supervision Supervisor and Zhuge Wangyue, the Mingjing Secretary, all went out of the city with him.

After being busy all day, Lu Qian and others smoked their throats, and there was no abnormality in the capital.

The night falls, and the pedestrians are bustling on the Red Talisman Street.

Mo Emei originally wanted to go to the Ningchang'an courtyard in the suburbs. She had nothing to do during the day, and her tense nerves relaxed slightly.

But people are rational after all, and after thinking about it, they decided to look for Ning Chang'an the next day.

Disgusting sounds sounded on the Red Talisman Street.

"Hey, Qiuxiang! Qiuxiang, I'm here."

Following the entourage behind him, Wen Chaoxi headed straight for the little lady who was walking forward with her maid.

Banri Bookstore published an album called "Tang Bohu's Lights of Autumn".

It is not a monster, but the album has become popular among the literati in the city.

The reasons are no other reasons, the ups and downs, the humorous words of characters, the rich personalities of characters and the large number of poems that run through them attract the literati-oriented group.

Wen Chaoxi also couldn't put it down and regarded Tang Bohu as a model among people.

Zhongyuan Festival is a sacrificial day. Wen Chaoxi, who knew it, had no idea of ​​taking off other people's clothes.

He quickly stepped forward and patted the buttocks of the girl in front of him, opened the folding fan and blocked half of her face, laughing.

I feel that I have the style of Tang Bohu.

When I waved the fan and walked forward, my eyes lit up.

The girl's back is graceful from the willow alley, as if it is as if the light clouds cover the moon.

People suddenly became energetic.

I haven't seen such a girl for a long time.

But it is hard to come by, it is not as simple as slapping your buttocks. At least you have to rub and pinch it.

Lead the entourage to the top.

The screams of the woman who first sounded behind her attracted Liu Xilou's attention. When she turned around, she saw Wen Chaoxi leading four entourages to follow her like wolves and tigers.

Not strange!

Isn’t this the white-faced Wen Chaoxi who caused trouble in Jilou?

Liu Xilou has always been brave, but he is really afraid of Wen Chaoxi, which is beyond the tree demon grandma.

There is no reason.

If you encounter a monster, you may lose your life.

When you meet someone like Wen Chaoxi, you may lose your life if you lose your body.

He ran out in a panic.

It didn't take long for me to come to the capital. The road that I could still recognize during the day was completely lost at night.

The person instinctively ran along the street in front of him, and then the girl found herself entering the dark alley.

I was overjoyed every day.

What I originally thought was to rub it, but when the girl entered the dark alley, it was no wonder that she had to do more.

Liuxi Tower has reached the end of the alley.

It was dark at night, and I didn't know that the girl who left her infinite imagination for her back was the first Jiyue brand that made her distracted by Jilou, Chentang County.

Be familiar with the environment around Liuxiang and know that there is a dead end ahead.

Shaking the fan, I recited a poem in the morning and evening: "I just woke up and sat among the flowers, but I still came to sleep under the flowers when I was drunk. My little lady, I'm here."

After the initial panic, Liu Xilou woke up.

In a dead end, you can't go back, Liu Xilou took out a talisman from the sachet he was carrying with him.

The ground-exit talisman given by Ning Chang'an.

Ning Chang'an gave the talisman the idea to prevent problems before they happen, and to escape urgently if there is a special situation.

Isn't that what's happening in front of you!

He believed in Ning Chang'an wholeheartedly, and Ning Chang'an also said that the effect of talismans is a moment.

The girl crushed the talisman without any hesitation.

Big eyes looked at the feet.

The ground ripples like water waves, "Puff".

The white skirt was flying, and the girl let out a "ah" and crawled under the surface.

In the dead end.
To be continued...