Riling Up The Jianghu

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"Du Zhong!" A whispered voice.

Diao Yuliang didn't have a moment in his year of dancing spoons. He walked towards Huo Linfeng with a narrow shirt, and wore a jade ring around his waist. Yuhuan hung a cymbal cage, and wailed as he walked, throwing a string of sounds.

Huo Linfeng said: "The Lord of the Four Palaces is very stylish today."

Diao Yuliang smiled, and couldn't help touching the jade ring around his waist, and said, "Given by the third brother." The result of the gambling has already come out, and Lu Zhuan has lost all three thousand.

Huo Linfeng sat on his horseback, with two baggages across his saddle, and dismounted his horse to walk with each other. He did not coax the children's joy, euphemistically pushed the wave: "The palace master need not control me, don't delay your business."

Diao Yuliang didn't understand: "I have no business." Huo Linfeng made money for him, and he looked at each other like a treasure. "Yuan Ruan Ni and Zou Lin moved here yesterday, so late." He led Huo Linfeng to the stables, intending to help him become familiar with them.

Huo Linfeng relieved his burden and went to the widest and most empty place in the palace, Diao Yuliang said: "This place is called" Cang Cangtai ", which is a place for disciples to practice, when you need to practice them."

Huo Linfeng swept rough, plum pile, Qiankun bureau, masonry smooth and light, visible hard work. At the rear is the main hall of the carved beam embroidery household, the Shenyang Hall. He did not look at the real thing when he made a night exploration, and sighed the beauty of the building.

Passing through another place, the mellow fragrance is Duan Huaike's drunk Shen Yazhu. Diao Yuliang said, "This is where the disciples live, called Qianjitang."

Qianjitang resembles the house of Houfu deeply. After a walk around, Diao Yuliang led him to a small courtyard, a bamboo pavilion, and the door locked. The courtyard was full of weeds.

Diao Yuliang said: "Well the yard, but it was a little dirty for a year." He invited his disciples to clean it up, and when Huo Linfeng set aside his baggage, they went out from the south gate.

"Don't approach the Tibetan Pavilion in the near future," he reminded kindly. "The third brother is distressed, and he has a scimitar attack every day."

Huo Linfeng wanted to ask why, but met a small pond in the pond. Go up the wooden bridge, poke away the pink flowers and blue leaves, fold the lotus and chew the fresh lotus beans, and board the boat again, and drove away.

The fewer and fewer flowers, the deeper and deeper the water, Huo Linfeng soaked his hands in water and raised his eyes, and Xiaozhou left him alone. The octagonal branches and leaves were not moving, and the water surface was still without ripples. Then the child disappeared out of thin air?

Wow! Water splashed around the boat, and Diao Yuliang emerged from the bottom of the water, holding the boat along the edge of the boat. Huo Linfeng was suddenly shocked, he couldn't take the water drops away, grabbed the opponent's arm and raised it. Diao Yuliang sinks into the water, and his spirit is as fast as a fish, pushing the boat on the bottom.

Huo Linfeng's surprise turned to amazement. After a tea time, Diao Yuliang was still in the water. "The Lord of the Four Palaces?" He started to explore, looming Diao Yuliang's jade ring, and fishing it back to the boat.

The villain dripping with water suddenly became angry, "You **** ..." Diao Yuliang wiped her face and covered her baby's waist, "If you shatter it for me, I will press you to death in the marsh."

Huo Linfeng didn't listen, and his eyes turned towards Diao Yuliang. The river was in succession, a wooden road erected a riverside hut, a grass pavilion was set up next to the house, and a few juvenile clothes were drying on the railings. He was curious: "You live here?"

Diao Yuliang answered, "Yeah, I can't do without water."

Huo Linfeng remembered that there was another house of Rong Luoyun. The boat approached the river beach, went ashore through a dense bamboo, and reached the anonymous residence. As far as the door, Huo Linfeng lowered his head to face the lynx at the foot of the wall.

Seeing him, the Lynx screamed at his back and fled. Coincidentally at this time, Diao Yuliang followed the exclamation, and it was actually Lu Jun who was struck by a surprise braid.

Lu Zhunwanjin dissipated and cut his teeth: "Small jerk, right to find the second brother you want!"

Diao Yuliang screamed more than painfully: "Do you bird thing? You pressed the wrong treasure, which one!"

Huo Linfeng was afraid of being attacked, and gradually retreated into the door. Two dark browns flew in, and he turned quickly and intercepted, spread out, but saw the two cores lying on the palm of the palm, still wet.

He leaned towards the half-open window, behind which Lu Zhun and Diao Yu chased away gradually, this side was quiet. After stepping on a piece of gravel, he stopped outside the window across the porch and saw Shu brocade and light gauze tent. A hand wrapped with a parchment was found in the tent, and he squeezed a dried fruit from the locket.

For a moment, the body behind the tent moved slightly, as ink splashed, and Rongyun Yun's tent sat up. He heard the movement early, leaned and twisted his face, and saw Huo Linfeng outside the window.

Huo Linfeng stood upright, like the sentry in the army, his eyes were straight, like the sun in the blue sky at this moment. He stared at Rong Luoyun's swollen cheeks, knowing the origin of the palm kernels, and felt hot.

Rong Luoyun got out of bed with his bare feet, and some loose crowns were crumbling in the back of his head. His face was cold, and he took two or three porcelain bottles and walked under the eaves. Sitting on a futon, he was blocked by light as soon as the parcel was untied. As when the stairs collided, the man stood in front of him like a wall.

Huo Linfeng said: "Lord, let me help you."

The one next to him could not wait, but the bandaging wound was very good. Rong Luoyun was obedient and obediently gave it to him. The cotton yarn was wiped, and the powder was ordered. Rong Luoyun asked softly with the core of the fruit: "Where are you from?"

Huo Linfeng lied without a lie: "My subordinates have lived with Master on Lusha Island since I remembered it. I have no father and no mother. I don't know where the roots are."

Rong Luoyun asked again, "Where is that Shasha Island?"

In the northern part of the city, there is a restaurant named “Luoshaju”, which is the favorite of Huo Linfeng. He said: “The deserted island is nothing but the Master is a hermit Ranger. At the beginning of the year, I will go all the way to the south.”

Rong Luoyun nodded, and Huo Linfeng took advantage of the situation and said, "The palace master, I have a brother, because he was weak and unfamiliar with martial arts, unable to serve the extraordinary palace. But the rough work is not a problem, can you ask him to take a puppet? "

He said, raising his eyes, but Rong Luoyun didn't look at him, only a moment later, he said lightly: "No matter, many people just eat."

"Xie Gongzhu." Huo Linfeng palm up, holding the opponent's right hand in vain. With the remaining piece of cotton yarn, he saw Rong Yunyun's face hanging with water drops, and handed in: "Wipe your face."

Rong Luoyun caught it, and he didn't cherish this carefully carved head and face.

He sat under the eaves, Huo Linfeng squatted outside the eaves, hiding in the shade and exposing to the sunny day. With the tip of his nose light, he smelled the scent of acacia in the other's clothes, couldn't help thinking about the parchment, and described the other party's feelings of picking up the parrot.

Rong Luoyun asked casually, "Do you like Fengyuechang?"

Huo Linfeng was stunned, and this cold and cold character made him forget it. Rong Luoyun accounted for "color" and was a madman who picked flowers and destroyed them. He secretly confided that if he wants to win the trust of the other party, he should do whatever he likes, so he responds: "I like the gentle hometown most, the rain and clouds are over, and Jiao E comforts me for a good night."

Rongyun clouded for a moment, and it seemed that he quietly leaned back slightly. He thought mockingly. It turned out to be a romantic species, so he twitched the corner of his mouth and said lightly, "Chaomu Tower must have been here. Do you like Jiao'e?"

Huo Linfeng recalled his intestines and scratched his stomach. He met many beauties that night. If Rong Duanyu is worried, he may be flattery, he vaguely said: "... Heart treasure Luo, willing to be her skirt minister."

The words were sour that the clouds were shaking, and the magnificent scenery in the blue building appeared in my mind, as if all the ears were coming in. He waved his hand: "It's okay, step back." Turning his face, he stunned, as if asking Dongwenxi is not him.

Treating others to leave, Rong Luoyun went back to his room to study, still reading the hard and obscure book. The time was consumed in one breath, and the emptiness in the belly was consumed, so he was willing to go to the Shenyang Hall from an anonymous residence.

There was no voice in the hall. Rong Luoyun held the dairy box to the door of the hall and saw the grand occasion on the platform. The disciples of Xungong filled the open land with all weapons and exercised under the guidance of the big disciples. Xu Shi was born, and disturbed the minds of other great disciples.

He squinted around and saw Huo Linfeng and a group of disciples crowding in the corner.

Huo Linfeng leaned against the tree, thinking that he could order Qianjun with a single voice, but now he even had to fight for his bright seat. He pointed to the southeast corner: "The flat land is narrow and the plum pile is on."

The plum pile practice is a solid skill, which is a basic skill. When Huo Linfeng saw this, he jumped up and said, "Five moves can be practiced without landing. Who will come?"

A disciple went up against each other, Huo Linfeng's two moves to sacrifice people, and then, it is still two moves. The anger was rising in his chest, and the soldiers would practice basic skills every day when he was quiet and quiet. These gangsters really thought they were right.

In the hall of Shen Jing, Rong Luoyun witnessed from a distance, and unknowingly emptied the milk cake in the box. He stepped across the threshold and walked through the array. The disciples of Yishui called him "Palace Lord". He put his sleeves and bowed his head, looking for a dense tree in the southeast corner.

Rong Luoyun leapt to the trunk, curling his left leg and shaking his right leg lightly, holding a tender green leaf in his mouth, and continued to watch the plum pile battle.

Huo Linfeng independently piled his heart: "All up."

Come to fight one, two to double, no internal force of weapons, purely rely on fists and feet to balance. The disciples slammed down the window like rain, already trembling. Huo Linfeng then landed: "One person, two piles.

Rong Luoyun meditates, there are fewer piles than people.

Huo Linfeng ordered: "Die Luo Han." This was not enough. He went to the weapon rack and drew a bamboo basket. The crowd was terrified, and he groaned, "When the Lord of the Second House passes by, he will get down."

The disciples have a hard time saying that the owner of the second house is the one who doesn't like to walk around. This shows that they are treating them.

If you cover the canopy, Rong Luoyun rides a tiger, how can you think of Huo Linfeng making him a bet. For a moment, he simply stayed like this, closing his eyes against the tree and snoring.

An hour passed, Huo Linfeng stood upright with his disciples, and remained motionless.

Another hour passed and someone shook. Huo Linfeng's eyes were holding his hands.

He did not move an inch, and under the torture of the iron heart there was a silent caring, a group of disciples clenched their lips and gritted their teeth. So until dusk, the plum pile was dyed red plum, and he asked, "Can you persist till sunset?"

The disciples gave their approval.

Huo Linfeng nodded with satisfaction, picked up iron tribulus, and then reclined gently under the tree. The sun was sinking inch by inch, and the red hot glow was like a hundred phoenixes eating the sky.

He tilted his head, climbed the trunk and flew up, trying to hide from the sky.

Unexpectedly, Rong Luoyun's wren was awake, and he was bumped into the tree.

Huo Linfeng shuddered, but Rong Luoyun was sober. His layered shirt was wrapped around the opponent's arrow sleeves, his eyes looked at his chest, and he lifted his eyes to his eyebrows.

The person born Piansheng first asked, "How do you sleep on the tree?"

Rong Luoyun frowned: "Don't you say I'm going to stump when I show up?"

Huo Linfeng was still stunned, and then Ren Jun could not help but shook his face and shouted, "To this day, I will return to Qianjitang."

The disciples went to help each other, no matter if the dove occupied the nest, or the two eagles were fighting, there was only the opposite between them. Rong Luoyun's face was embarrassed, "Let me bet less in the future." Flicking the other's arm away, twisting and jumping, thinking about flying lightly.

Yu Wen was still alive, Huo Linfeng stayed alone for a while, and he looked straight at him.