Too Reckless

Under the premise of no survival pressure, the scenery of the Yellow Sand Desert is undoubtedly magnificent.

After the third watch, the silver moon has reached the top of the head, the sand sea under the bright moonlight is boundless, and the bonfires in the crescent-like spring bays are the only bright spots in the world.

Practitioners do not need to keep warm, but when they are resting in the wild, they light a bonfire, which is always bright and warm. If they are discovered by outsiders, they will also be mistakenly judged as low-level monks, so as not to cause doubts about their realm.

Beside the bonfire, Xie Qiutao sat on the ground, holding an iron pipa in his arms, alternating his fingers, playing a foreign tune from the far north.

clang clang ~

Xie Qiutao is a familiar character, and he has a good relationship with Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye. At this time, we meet again after a long absence, and the mood is naturally very good. It feels like the sound is hitting the heartstrings, and even the calm small lake next to it, the water surface is slightly rippling with the rhythm.

Zuo Lingquan didn't study the rhythm deeply, so he could only listen to the sound. At this time, he heard it quite vigorously. With the long sword inserted beside him, holding the wine bowl, he improvised and told the vague stories in his memory.

Shangguan Lingye was sitting beside him, and he was very happy to hear such leisurely moments before, but in front of the younger generation, he still maintained his ladylike temperament, and he was stern and seldom interjected.

The dumpling prefers to be lively, mainly because the more people there are, the more people will pet it. At this time, they are rolling in the sand beside the bonfire, rolling out a big circle between the three of them, and following the beat 'Gujiji~Gujiji~ ' of singing.

No matter how long the tune is, there will be a time to play it. At the end of the tune, Xie Qiutao put down the iron pipa and took a sip from the wine bowl containing the immortal brew. The spirits on it made him stick out his tongue:

"Hey~ I drank the Immortal Drunk at Sixiangzhai last time, and I didn't feel so strong, and the taste was pretty good."

In one sentence, his face turned red.

Zuo Lingquan didn't mean to turn over the peaches and eat them, and dissuaded him when he saw this:

"The wine you drank last time was made by a disciple of Taohuatan. This jar is the handwriting of Venerable Peach Blossom. Naturally, the stamina will be different. Don't drink too much, or it will be normal to be drunk for three or five months."

Venerable Taohua gave two jars of immortals drunk, Zuo Lingquan drank it several times, but he drank less than half of the jar in total, because this thing was too powerful. The taste of wine is also poured in a bowl. Xie Qiutao goes down with a jar of wine. If no one sobers up, it is not unusual to be drunk for three or five months.

Xie Qiutao actually liked the feeling of being drunk and sleepwalking too much, but when he was out of the house, drinking too much was harmful and useless.

"Sister Shangguan said that Sister Wu was also here, why didn't you see her?"

"Qingwan hides in the dark to protect us and does not show up easily. I will call her."

Zuo Lingquan put down the wine bowl, raised his sword, and flew to a cloud in the sky.

Xie Qiutao was dubious about this, and as Zuo Lingquan left, there were only two people and one bird left by the bonfire, and the atmosphere fell silent.

Shangguan Lingye didn't want to talk about things related to practice now, but he lacked the accumulation in daily life, and some couldn't find the topic, so he set his sights on the direction where Zuo Lingquan left, waiting for the man to come back.

Fortunately, Xie Qiutao suffers from social obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he doesn't talk with people, he feels uncomfortable all over. Seeing that Shangguan Lingye didn't speak, his eyes turned slightly, and he took the initiative to sit closer:

"Sister Shangguan?"

"Um?"

Shangguan Lingye turned around and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Xie Qiutao "hee hee~" smiled, with a three-pointed strangeness in his eyes, looked at Zuo Lingquan's back, and whispered:

"Sister Shangguan, do you have a sweetheart?"

The dumplings lay on their backs in front of the two of them with a "ji~" sound, presumably saying, "Why do you need to ask?"

Shangguan Lingye has already accepted the relationship with Zuo Lingquan, but when faced with this question from outsiders, he still shows the arrogance in his bones, or the shyness of his daughter's family. She looked surprised and sneered:

"What nonsense, I am 80 years older than him, and I am the concubine of the Dayan Emperor. Daoxing is several floors higher than him, how can I have any thoughts about him."

"I haven't said Zuo Gongzi yet, I just asked if I have a sweetheart. Sister Shangguan's answer is sincere and sincere."

"..."

Shangguan Lingye opened his red lips, and according to his temperament, he should have repaired Xie Qiutao, but he couldn't do it, and in the end he didn't say anything.

Xie Qiutao had never experienced a relationship between a man and a woman, but she couldn't help but listen to her theory. Seeing that Shangguan Lingye acquiesced, she put on the appearance of someone who had come over and said:

"I see that Sister Shangguan speaks very little, and being with Zuo Gongzi is not like a couple at all. It must be because you can't let go."

"Um?"

"It's that Sister Shangguan's age and conduct are not equal to Zuo Jianxian, and she can't sing with husband and wife like a secular couple; Sister Shangguan wants to get closer, but it's hard to say clearly because she is in a high position, so she wants to ask Zuo Gongzi to take the initiative, but Zuo The son can't hold you down, can't take the initiative, and the two of them froze, isn't that so?"

Although Shangguan Lingye didn't want to admit it, she felt that it made sense. She took a sip of her wine and motioned to continue.

Xie Qiutao looked like a half-sized girl, but at this time, she looked like a caring big sister from a neighbor's house, and said seriously:

"Let me see, this is the standard 'women are strong and men are weak', whether in the world or in the practice, this kind of thing is not uncommon; for example, the uncle of a large family in the world, or the son-in-law of a wealthy family, most of them have this kind of thing. In such a situation, one wants to be unable to express himself because of his identity, and the other wants to go further, but because of his strength, he does not dare to be presumptuous."

Shangguan Lingye blinked his beautiful eyes: "Then what should we do?"

"It's not that simple, you have to give people a chance. For example, if you drink alcohol, if you accidentally get yourself drunk, people will have a chance. After sobering up, scold them again, saying it's not your intention, make a noise and then It's over; in this way, the face is saved, and the matter is done, Shangguan sister said, right?"

"..."

Shangguan Lingye is not stupid, he understands the meaning of Xie Qiutao's words. But in front of Xie Qiutao, how could she nod to accept:

"The seven emotions of human beings, even my master has not seen it through, how can I sum it up in a few words. You are still young, and you will understand when you encounter this kind of thing."

Xie Qiutao had a three-point drink on her cheeks, and she couldn't tell if she was blushing:

"Hee~ I've never thought about such a thing. If I meet my sweetheart, I'll definitely want to show my parents. If my parents haven't found them, I don't have time to think about this..."

Speaking of this, Xie Qiutao's eyes showed a bit of wandering tiredness again. A girl's family, lonely and lonely, traveled the world, under the lively appearance, she was very tired.

Cultivation is not easy, Shangguan Lingye didn't ask much about it, just picked up the wine bowl and touched Xie Qiutao lightly...

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Zuo Lingquan knew nothing about the chat beside the bonfire. After Yu Jian came to the cloud layer alone, the small painting boat, which was hiding its tracks, floated there quietly, until he got closer to see the whole picture.

Shangguan Lingye's white cat lay on the top of the painting boat and slept soundly. The lights were dimly lit in the painting boat. From the window, you could see a silhouette sitting cross-legged beside the desk. I couldn't hold back the tension that was about to come out.

After two drinks, Zuo Lingquan was three-point drunk, obviously more frivolous than usual. He landed on the deck silently, and without knocking on the door, the door came:

"Wan Wan?"

Wu Qingwan was sitting in front of the desk, all the files on the table had been processed and put aside neatly; in front of them was a string of white jade beads, the beads had already been made, and a fox tail was added to the end.

The door suddenly opened, making Wu Qingwan tremble, and hurriedly swept the things that could not be on the table under the table. Seeing that it was Zuo Lingquan, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said:

"Why didn't you knock on the door? How much did you drink?"

Zuo Lingquan had already seen the objects on the table, and there was an inexplicable smile in his eyes. He came to the desk and probed into Qing Wan's arms:

"What are you doing? So mysterious?"

"It's nothing." Wu Qingwan put the jade beads into her sleeves and tilted her head to keep Zuo Lingquan from getting close:

"Miss Xie is here, why are you running up here if you don't go with me?"

"Drinking down there, it's not appropriate to hang you here, just come and call. Let's go down together."

It was boring for Wu Qingwan to be alone in the painting boat, but it was definitely not because of her makeup that she didn't follow along to explore the sand sea.

Wu Qingwan was dressed in a camel-colored dress. She was dressed plainly, covering up her proud figure. The original delicate face was also changed, and she looked like a passerby. .

The reason why she didn't follow is because Wu Qingwan's cultivation base is not as high as the two of them, and she can't control her sword. She has to let Zuo Lingquan walk behind her back in case of trouble; Ling Quan, it is better to stay on the painting boat and help Shangguan Lingye handle some official affairs, so that Shangguan Lingye can concentrate on taking care of Zuo Lingquan.

Although she thought so in her heart, Wu Qingwan did not speak out in front of the two, but said:

"How do you see people with this look? The concubine is also true. She put on men's clothes and went out. She dressed me so 'finely'. I think she did not let me go out on purpose, and was here to help with work. Originally I don't want to embarrass her yet, now it seems that this bead is still too gentle, what else do you have in mind? I happened to prepare it for her on the boat."

Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan are already old husband and wife, and they know Qingwan's character very well.

Seeing Qingwan asking about this, Zuo Lingquan had a lot of crazy ideas. He was about to pick up the brush to design, but after thinking about it, he looked at Qingwan who was bulging:

"The beads are ready? Have you tried it?"

try? ?

how to try this...

Wu Qingwan sat on the chair in a gentle manner, her hips froze when she heard the words, her demure cheeks showed a look of alertness, and she said solemnly:

"What nonsense? How can I try this thing alone? You can't believe my craftsmanship?"

Zuo Lingquan laughed, put down the pen, and groped in Wu Qingwan's sleeve:

"This magic tool has a special effect, and there is a formation in it. How can you know if the effect is good if you don't try it..."

"If you want to try to go to her, what do you feel on me? This is for her. If I try it, it will become mine?"

"Then make another one. I'll pay for the material and manual costs..."

"you……"

Wu Qingwan resisted it for three or two times, and was pulled up and lay on the desk. She had the nerve to mess around on Shangguan Lingye's desk. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was disobedient because of the wine, she could only turn around and press down her skirt. Swing, begging for mercy:

"Okay, I'll make another one. I'll let you try it out in the future, right? I look awkward with this appearance now..."

There are still people waiting below. Zuo Lingquan was just joking with Qingwan. Seeing that Qingwan gave in, he naturally accepted it and said with a smile:

"What I like is Wanwan herself, not the looks. What kind of you have become, in my eyes, you are as beautiful as a fairy, what's so awkward?"

Wu Qingwan finally broke free of the suppression, turned over and sat on the edge of the desk, tidied up her dress, frowned and said in disgust:

"I didn't say I didn't look good, I meant you looked ugly. With a big beard jumping up, I feel like watching a wild boar come over to cabbage, and I don't want you to touch it."

"...?"

Zuo Lingquan's smile froze, and he felt that Wanwan's love words were too bad, so he looked dissatisfied:

"Wanwan, you can't do this. Husbands and wives talk about growing old together. How can they mind the changes in each other's appearance? No, I have to correct you."

Say it and arch up.

"Huh?" Wu Qingwan didn't agree, but she wasn't good enough. She pressed her hands on the table and kissed her, so she could only tilt her head to avoid and reprimanded in a low voice. The scene looked like a bandit who had just come down the mountain, bullying a little lady from a good family. ...

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The words are divided into two parts.

In Feisha City, not far from the sand sea, monks still arrive every day, and then enter the sand sea.

However, after more than a month of exploration, a cultivator found that there were some cracks on the ground in the area of ​​Huoshan Valley in the middle of the sand sea, which was consistent with the last movement according to time.

Fire Scythe Valley, as the name suggests, is rich in flint, but it is located in the deepest part of the sand sea, and there are often monsters such as fire pythons. Several aristocratic families received the news. Although they didn't know whether the news was true or not, they all sent people to find out.

At twilight, when the heat was a little slow, a team set off from Feisha City and headed to the sand sea in the west.

There were more than ten people in the team, all from the Qi family. Because they had to explore along the way, all of them did not have swords, and walked on foot with equipment, which was not much different from the scattered cultivators in the sand sea.

Although there is nothing special about the attire, the scattered repair at the city gate is more surprising that among the Qi family's team, it is rare to bring a carriage.

The carriages are not extraordinary. The horses that pull the carriages are all spirit beasts, and the decorations are even more gorgeous, but they are not very practical when placed on the spiritual path. They are generally ceremonial items, used to pick up and drop off distinguished guests, and show respect for the guests.

The scattered cultivator from a distance thought that the young master of Feisha City was sitting inside, but upon closer inspection, the young master of Feisha City was actually sitting outside and driving!

This scene directly stunned many scattered cultivators.

Feisha City has never been out of the Sword Emperor, but the power of the family is not small in Central Continent, which has no major sects. If you can allow your own young master to drive a car for an outsider, what identity does this outsider have?

Not only the casual cultivators who are on the sidelines do not understand it, but also those who are willing to hide in the dark.

Outside the sand sea, two swordsmen wearing bamboo hats stood side by side on the sand dunes, looking at the Qi family's team from a distance, walking out of the city gate of Feisha City.

The swordsman at the head was Lin Zifeng, the Sword Immortal who had appeared in Crowmouth Fort. He just glanced at it and recognized the old man walking on the side of the carriage:

"Lu Jianchen is indeed there. We drank together before, but I didn't expect to see him for so many years, he's grown like this."

The swordsman next to Lin Zifeng is Ye Hong, a little-known swordsman in Central Continent, and a famous figure in Sword Emperor City, but Daoxing is still weaker than an old-fashioned swordsman like Lin Zifeng.

Hearing Lu Jianchen's name, Ye Hong's eyes showed surprise:

"The young master of Feisha City is driving the horse, and the sword emperor city Lu Shisan follows the car. It's a big show; I don't think the young master of the Iron Clan Mansion is enough. That young lady from the enemy family is only qualified to come here."

"Qiu Fengqing's daughter has this qualification, but she has a great grandfather and has no shortage of immortal soldiers. She will not be interested in such half-true rumors, and the Qi family will not move. I can make the Qi family treat me so solemnly. There are only the first Qingkui of the nine sects to curry favor with.”

Ye Hong pondered a little and felt that it made some sense, and then said:

"There is no news from other places. If that person comes, it is most likely in the carriage. However, Lu Shisan is holding an immortal sword. In terms of killing power, he is recognized as the first sword cultivator under the Jade Rank. There is no one, and I am definitely not. Opponent, how do you kill this person?"

After Lin Zifeng glanced at the convoy, he turned and walked into the depths of the sand sea:

"The cost of killing Lu Jianchen is too high. I will find an opportunity to steer the tiger away from the mountain, lure Lu Jianchen away, and kill others."

As long as Ye Hong didn't deal with Lu Jianchen, the rest of the people were just ants under the sword to him, so he didn't have any problem, he turned around and followed into the sea of ​​sand...

The other side.

The convoy moved slowly in the sand sea, and the Qi family followed the route and carefully explored along the way.

Wearing a bamboo hat, Lao Lu walked slowly beside the carriage, occasionally taking a sip from the jug and scanning the surrounding sand dunes; this was not to detect the enemy, but to recall the past when he was young.

Qi Jia leaned against the door of the carriage, and carefully checked the map in his hand. From time to time, family members came to report things, and from the carriage behind, there was also a loud noise:

"My mother-in-law~ What the **** is this place, it's so hot. Lao Lu, get me a summer talisman, I'm going to suffer from heat stroke..."

The sea of ​​​​air in the sand sea is extremely hot, even in the periphery. The cultivator can walk in it freely, but ordinary people who come in and walk out only a few dozen miles will be scorched to death.

Old Lu had the intention to let Zuo Yunting experience, and naturally he would not let him live too comfortably, so he said:

"I just entered the sand sea, and before it started to heat up, I brought ten summer talismans and used them again when I got to the Huoya Valley. Otherwise, you won't even be able to call, and you'll be an adult."

"Why don't I go back, there's nothing to see in the city, at least it's cool..."

"Patriarch Qi heard that you are 'Young Phoenix', but he had high hopes for you. At this time, he escaped from the battle. When you go back, are you embarrassed to enter someone's house?"

"What do you mean by escaping? What kind of person am I? I just figured it out, and I think this trip is a bit weird. I'm afraid it's a lot of misfortune. We should go back and make preparations and buy more magic talismans for self-defense... Hello? Did you hear? Did I speak?...Hey, the carriage is still not soundproof..."

...

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Zuo Lingquan arched the cabbage on the painting boat for a long time, probably because of the spirit of the wine, he was a little over the top, and finally he arched the front of his clothes and arched twice between the big white balls.

Zuo Lingquan's feeling of facial cleanser made Zuo Lingquan fluttering like a fairy, but Wu Qingwan's feeling was not so good, mainly because Zuo Lingquan had a big beard on his face, and it was really hard and bristled, and it was a bit prickly.

Wu Qingwan's skin was already soft and delicate, how could she endure this kind of devastation, she still felt a little bit, she frowned when she brought her face up, and kicked Zuo Lingquan away with one kick.

Zuo Lingquan also felt that the beard on his face was a bit annoying. For the sake of safety, he couldn't take off his disguise. He could only give up now. After saying goodbye to Qingwan, he left the painting boat and returned to the dunes.

Fighting with Qingwan on the painting boat, although the time is not long, it is not short, about two quarters of an hour.

Zuo Lingquan quickly returned to the campfire. He thought the two women were still chatting, but when he looked up, he saw that Shangguan Lingye had pulled out a beautiful couch, lying on his side with flushed cheeks, as if he had fallen asleep. .

Xie Qiutao next to him was not far behind, leaning on the couch of the beauty, holding an iron pipa in his arms, and humming a foreign tune while drunk; Danzi stood on the pipa, plucking at random with his small claws, like playing cotton.

clang clang~~

Zuo Lingquan was slightly surprised, he landed next to the bonfire, and glanced at the wine jar where he drank most of the time:

"Why do you drink so much?"

Xie Qiutao was a little confused. Seeing Zuo Lingquan coming back, he got up and said:

"Sister Shangguan is a little upset when you see that you won't come back. The more you drink, the more I have to accompany you... Where's the boat? I have to sleep for a while, I'll go first..."

Saying that, he directly lay on the pipa, and then controlled the pipa, swaying and flying into the air.

Zuo Lingquan was frightened when he saw it. He wanted to remind him that "drinking does not use swords, and Yujian does not drink", but in the blink of an eye, Xie Qiutao had already reached the clouds. Although it was crooked, there was no big problem, so he didn't give it away. .

Looking down at Shangguan Lingye on the beauty's couch, Zuo Lingquan was a little hesitant. He wanted to take her back to the boat to rest, but the boat was not big, and there was no place to lie down when he went back. He was fine now, and it was not appropriate to wake him up. Sit cross-legged next to you and stay by your side.

Shangguan Lingye was wearing a scholar's robe. Although she didn't wear makeup, the flush on her face was enough to make people fall in love with her, especially against the backdrop of the bonfire, her beauty was indescribable.

Sha Hai was silent, Zuo Lingquan was beside him, and there was not much to see, so he slowly moved his eyes to Shangguan Lingye's red lips.

Fell asleep……

Zuo Lingquan blinked, he is not the temperament to take advantage of people's danger~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but he has already pouted with Shangguan Lingye. At this time, a secret kiss is also her boyfriend's doting, so it shouldn't be regarded as taking advantage of people's danger.

Zuo Lingquan thought of this, came up to him, and tapped on his red lips.

Shangguan Lingye didn't wake up, but he frowned slightly, and he must have been pricked by his beard.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan touched the beard on his face, shook his head and smiled helplessly, gave up the idea of ​​taking advantage, and instead held Shangguan Lingye's downed hand, leaning against the couch to watch the stars.

The bright moon was faint, fingers intertwined, and there was only the occasional crackling of the bonfire between heaven and earth.

Maybe the long night was too boring, Zuo Lingquan sat for a while, and sang a little song that was vague in his memory:

"...The long ancient road is long~ I can't describe the joys, anger and sorrow..."

The tune is very strange, and the words are hummed intermittently, but with the endless sand sea in front of you, it is quite fitting.

On the beauty's couch, Shangguan Lingye's tightly closed eyes felt the warmth between his palms, listening to a little song that was a bit unpleasant, but he wanted to keep listening to it, he raised his lips and smiled imperceptibly.

He laughed so beautifully, but he didn't let the people around him see it.

Originally, this feeling was very warm, and people would never want to wake up for the rest of their lives, but after hearing a sentence in the lyrics, Shangguan Lingye still opened his eyes, raised his head drunkenly, and asked:

"What does it mean to have only one camel to accompany you?"

"Uh...you're awake, the lyrics are all, I didn't say you..."

"Hmph~"

Shangguan Lingye closed his eyes and fell asleep again, leaving Zuo Lingquan alone to look back, wondering if he should continue singing...

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