"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not whistling and walking slowly. Look at 1 Wool 3 Chinese website. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are lighter than horses. Who is afraid? A mist and rain will lead you to live your life. The steep spring breeze wakes you up, it is slightly cold, and the mountains are shining slantingly. But we welcome each other. Looking back to the desolate place where I came from, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine when I return."
"The orchids growing in the empty valley are as fragrant as snow, and the moon reflected in the jade frost is as cold as plum blossoms. Junior sister's singing is indeed as good as the sound of nature, and you will not deceive me."
"Stop flattering me, do you understand the prescription prescribed by this miracle doctor?"
"Junior sister, why not listen to one of my songs?"
"Uh... you, a handsome man, actually learn this?"
"I chatted about my teenage madness. I hold the yellow on my left and the blue on my right. I wear a brocade hat and mink fur, and a thousand cavalry roll around the plain. In order to repay the love of the city, I followed the prefect and shot the tiger myself to see Mr. Sun. I was drunk, my chest and courage were still open, and there was a slight frost on my temples. , so why not. In the clouds holding the knot, when will I send Feng Tang? I will draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf."
"You are arty and have a bad voice. You keep your illness secret and your medical life is short-lived. I really don't understand how you make Aunt Jun happy."
"Heh... As my junior sister said, benevolence sees kindness and wisdom sees wisdom."
"If you insist on having your own way, just wait until you die young."
"Su Zi, as an 'old man', is still 'crazy as a teenager', while young people like me are 'neither rainy nor sunny'. Isn't this too boring?"
"I'm afraid that you are 'following the prefect in order to repay the love of the city', but in the end you end up 'making wedding clothes for others'."
"Junior sister is so old-fashioned, it seems she can't understand Su Zi's pride after all."
"Does what I say make sense?"
"Of course there is 'repaying a beautiful city', but if you really want to ask for what your brother wants, it is even more so that he can hold an eagle's bow like the full moon."
"Why not 'look northwest and shoot at the Sirius'? Wouldn't that be more in line with the purpose of your trip?"
"If the arrow is on the string but not fired, there will be infinite possibilities in the future. Only in this way can we win."
"Well...that makes sense. Then I wish you, Grand Administrator Fan, a long life and unification of the world."
"I accept my junior sister's good advice, but if you want to live a long life, you must avoid this disaster first."
"Where did the calamity come from? Aren't you trying to plot against others?"
"There are hidden opportunities within the game, and changes will come from the outside. Those who play chess must ultimately have the awareness to be played by others."
"Huh? What does that mean?"
"When you draw your bow, you should use it as a strong one, and when you use arrows, you should use a long one. When shooting a man, shoot a horse first, and when catching a thief, capture the king first."
Amidst the clear and clear chanting, I suddenly heard the bowstring tightening, and several silver feathers flying directly towards Fan Zunyang's back door. The piercing screams were filled with murderous intent.
The corners of Fan Zunyang's mouth curled up slightly, and he moved sideways like he was strolling in a court, avoiding the silver light while continuing to recite: "There is a limit to killing people, and all countries have their own borders."
Before he finished reciting, he heard the sound of the bowstring again, and suddenly dozens of silver rays woven into a dense network of sharp edges, vowing to kill the person in front of him in one fell swoop.
Fan Zunyang did not panic, he raised his sleeves to his chest and made a volley in the air. The move seemed ordinary, but inside it was extremely wonderful.
In the blink of an eye, the silver light was like thousands of rivers returning to the sea, all of which were caught in Fan Zun's sleeves. He could only hear the leisurely voice chanting: "If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more people?"
After reciting, he suddenly saw Fan Zunyang wave his arms, and a bright silver light suddenly burst out, just like a thunder and lightning, which smashed a rock a few feet away.
Amidst the flying stone debris, a snow-white figure suddenly jumped out, turned around very lightly in the air, and then landed in front of him.
She has a beautiful appearance and a picturesque appearance. She is truly a double ten beauty. The frost looms above the delicate pink dimples, just like an ice sculpture. Its aloofness clearly repels people from thousands of miles away.
The catkins are long and slender, as white as an onion tube, with a golden short bow lying across its five fingers. It looks like it is no more than a foot long. The bow string is looming, and it glows with colorful brilliance under the sun. It is obviously an extraordinary thing.
The snow-clad clothes and plain shoes are not stained by dust, and the figure is graceful and arousing people's imagination. The subtle fragrance is conveyed when the body moves and the shadows move, which adds to the very charming charm. Just looking at her makeup, she is already famous and has her own owner, which really makes people sigh.
The orchids growing in the empty valley are as fragrant as snow, and the moon reflected in the jade frost is as cold as plum blossoms. In a trance, I feel that these two sentences are particularly suitable to describe the love of a beautiful woman. Xiao Lei couldn't help but feel a little bit sour when he heard Fan Zunyang say lightly: "Xuan Ming Silver Feather, holding a golden bow, it seems that Mrs. Dong must kill Fan?"
The beauty in snow clothes responded coldly: "Kill you and everything will be over."
Fan Zunyang blinked and said, "Oh? I wonder if this is Lord Lanling's order or Mrs. Dong's own intention?"
The beauty in snowy clothes snorted and said, "If you break your promise and break your promise, everyone will punish you."
Fan Zunyang knew it well, but he seemed confused and said: "Breaking a promise? Where do you start talking about this?"
The snow-clothed beauty's eyes were full of disgust, and she said with clear disdain: "You sent people to plot against Ying'er, and you also tried to frame the Kongtong sect and stir up discord between the two families. Is the above true?"
Fan Zunyang smiled deeply and said slowly: "Fan no longer needs to be cryptic about this matter, but Fan also wants to ask Mrs. Dong whether Lord Lanling broke his promise and broke the promise to help Murong Zhuo escape the siege of Chaotian Palace. We have another account for this." How to calculate it?"
The beauty in snow clothes said coldly: "That is the dispute between Kongtong Sect and Chaotian Que. What does it have to do with sealing borders with swords?"
Fan Zunyang shook his head and said: "Those who hide things don't know it. With Lord Lanling's wisdom, how could he not see the truth? Mrs. Dong is deceiving herself and others."
The beauty in snow clothes was at a loss for words. She hesitated and heard Fan Zunyang say: "It can be seen that even if we talk about breach of trust and breach of contract, Lord Lanling is the culprit. His actions have completely destroyed the trust between you and my family. What can Fan do? Something to abandon?”
The beauty in snow-clothed eyebrows frowned, and she shouted in a deep voice: "How presumptuous! Are you really not afraid of the power of God when you criticize my young master like this?"
Fan Zunyang said abruptly: "Lan Ling Lord is determined to protect Murong Zhuo to the death, and he does not hesitate to openly break the promise for this. As the saying goes, people have no faith and do not know what they can do. I have shamelessly abandoned my faith, let alone the power of God."
The beauty in snow clothes turned pale with anger. She clenched her silver teeth and said coldly: "Are you going to declare war?"
Fan Zunyang said seriously: "That's not true. Lord Lanling went to war without declaring it, and sent Mrs. Dong to plot against Fan behind. If Fan wants to fight, he just accepts it, but he cannot impose a moral crime on me."
Snow-clothed beauty Shuang Leng, with a delicate dimple, raised her voice and scolded: "Fan Wuji is such a sharp-tongued man, so there is nothing more to say. Whether it is declaring war or accepting war, I will kill you and everything will be over."
Fan Zunyang's gaze was deep and he said slowly: "Is everything over? During the Three Kingdoms period, Lu Ziming killed Guan Yunchang and regained Jingzhou, but I don't know how it ended after that?"
The beauty in snow clothes said contemptuously: "The camp was burned for seven hundred miles, and Liu Bei left the White Emperor City alone."
Fan Zunyang slowly shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. What's your opinion, junior brother?"
After listening to it for a while, Xiao Lei understood it and immediately responded: "When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins."
The beauty in snow-clothed clothes was startled for a moment, then she sneered and said, "If I had known that Liu Bei had borrowed money from Jingzhou but would not repay it, I should have strangled him in his infancy earlier."
Fan Zunyang smiled casually and said: "However, Xuande Gong was already old and virtuous at that time, and he was even married to Sun Wu. It was too late to kill him."
