The sword was fierce and had extremely strong murderous intent. This murderous intention strikes fear in people's hearts, and it also has a feeling that can make people's souls instantly vanish.
This sword energy has been sweeping across the lake, causing ripples that are constantly rising and falling everywhere. They are suppressed by these sword machines and do not dare to cause a ripple.
Ling Dabao from Yezhen didn't dare to go up from the water.
"Damn it, the most beautiful woman in the world has to look like the most beautiful woman in the world. If a good female celebrity doesn't learn, she has to learn how to dance with a sword."
Ling Dabao felt very sad because this woman was very powerful. It's a bit stronger than him.
As a result, neither carrot nor hard policy can be achieved. He could only watch helplessly as the beautiful woman walked away from him.
Ling Dabao raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, his eyes shone with starlight, as if the stars were moving around, and his vision kept wandering.
It's like the stars in the sky are spinning, constantly moving, and finally forming a picture.
That was the face of a woman, and it seemed to reveal a face. Isn't it the nine-day fairy with stars over the moon?
"The moon waxes and wanes, but this face will never. Because this face is perfect." Ling Dabao sighed again, looking at the night sky and falling into intoxication.
It was as if that woman was right in front of him.
After a long time, Ling Dabao suddenly gritted his teeth and seemed to have made some great determination in his heart.
"No matter what, it is an eternal truth that a talented man matches a beautiful woman. Without this truth, there would be no such sentence." Ling Dabao still decided to pursue the woman named Zhou Youluo.
It wasn't love at first sight. But Ling Dabao was unwilling to accept this fact. Don't hit the wall and don't look back.
He wanted to go all the way to the iron. No matter how thick the south wall was, he would still break a hole in the wall if he hit his head with blood and tears. Otherwise, he would lose his reputation as the most beautiful man in the world.
Even if she loses her reputation as the most beautiful man in the world, it doesn't matter. She can't let her Cangyun Sect lose her reputation.
After all, he was slapped by the woman and swept into the lake in public.
Fortunately, the autumn water is cold. But after all, Ling Dabao is also a member of the Lian family, and he comes from the top sect Cangyun.
Cangyun Gate, this is almost an immortal gate. What I learned is the art of the immortal family. Naturally, there will be no problem with freezing in this autumn water.
Ling Dabao was thinking about what went wrong.
According to his own resemblance, it was Zhou Youluo who was impressed by his painting skills after seeing himself painting. Then worship yourself deeply.
She even asked herself to climb through her window and sleep on her bed every night. Let her have a child for herself.
Unfortunately, there is a huge difference between imagination and reality. The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is extremely cruel.
"What exactly is the problem?" Ling Dabao frowned and shook his head. It's really hard to figure out which part went wrong.
He is still very confident in his appearance, after all, he still sees the performance of other women.
"It's very possible that Zhou Youluo really cares about me, otherwise he wouldn't look at me quietly when I was painting." Ling Dabao stretched out his hand and raised it upward.
In the night, on the flower boat, there was something that looked out of place.
If a timid child sees it, he will be shocked and start crying.
The object swayed with the strong wind and kept hitting the hull of the boat, dripping a few drops of sticky water.
This sticky water is oil, and under the starlight you can see that the thing is a head, a golden head with a rope through the middle.
This flower boat has guard handles, many of whom were once masters in the world. There is also the Painting Saint and Zhou Youluo who is not weaker than the Sword Saint.
It’s hard to find a single person in this world who can cause trouble in this flower boat. Not to mention killing Zhou Youluo in front of him and hanging his head on a flower boat.
This is naturally not a human head. There are not so many perverts in this world who would roast people's heads until they turn golden.
This is a pig's head. And what Ling Dabao reached out to dig out was the pig's head.
This golden pig head is not complete, but incomplete. A pair of ears and half a nose are missing.
Ling Dabao brought the pig's head to his mouth, took a bite, and laughed happily.
"That must be the case. Zhou Youruo was indeed moved at that time, but after all, she was a girl who had not yet left the court, so it was difficult to express her feelings. Originally, she really wanted to resolve the matter privately, but she couldn't bear it. However, I accidentally wet herself with the water. .”
"So she became angry from embarrassment. For a while, she was still angry. She even forced me not to get on the boat in front of many people. But I believe that she will calm down soon."
"Although it's a little cold here, it won't be cold if you use your profound energy to drive away the cold. What's more, there are good wine and meat here. Staying in the lake for a night is nothing. It's just a kind of grinding. Practiced.”
Ling Dabao spoke vaguely, and before he could completely swallow the meat in his mouth, he stretched out his hand.
In addition to the pig's head, there was another thing swaying and tinkling, which was very clear and loud.
This is a pot of wine. This pot is made of jade, so there is no need to worry about it breaking in the collision. Ling Dabao brought the pot of wine to his mouth and took a swig.
After all, this wine comes from Hua Chuan, so it goes pretty much anywhere. There is a faint floral aroma in the wine, which hits your throat instantly. Suddenly, I felt a heat in my body, which dispelled some of the chill in my body.
Along with the wine, the meat in Ling Dabao's mouth also entered his stomach.
"Oh, I didn't expect that the most beautiful woman in the world is not as good as those men." Ling Dabao sighed, feeling that Zhou Youruo had gone too far, and then fell into complacency.
This pig head was given to me by the middle-aged scribe who was painting. And this jug of wine was given by a good-looking woman.
Forget it about women. It was expected. He didn't expect that even men would pity him.
Zhou Youluo saw all this and did not take any action.
Ling Dabao took a few more bites of pig head meat and drank a few more sips of wine. He glanced into the distance. It only takes half an hour to go ashore. At that time, you can climb to the shore.
After all, this is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and both sides of the river bank are extremely lively at night. If he climbed up the dark side, Zhou Youluo wouldn't be able to sweep his sword energy in all directions.
"Eat slowly, eat slowly. After all, there is still half an hour." Ling Dabao would eat the pig head and drink again after a while.
After all, he didn't know if anyone would give him wine again after eating these.
He wasn't hungry, he just wanted something to do.
It's not a problem to keep hanging here.
Ling Dabao didn't know that there was always a figure on the flower boat with his head lowered, looking at the figure in the lake.
This is exactly what Ling Dabao thinks, the middle-aged scribe who pities and even loves him for his suffering.
At this moment, Mr. Yan was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and looking at
Below, the expression is extremely complicated.
"Alas..." The middle-aged scribe stood by the railing of the boat, looking at the young men eating and drinking happily. His heart was extremely complicated, and he felt like he could not speak.
This pig head meat was indeed a gift from Mr. Yan. After all, even if what Miss Zhou said is true, there are indeed people who are more accomplished in painting than this young man, but after all, this young man's painting skills are much better than the painting saint himself.
Such people will be respected wherever they are.
So, so, Mr. Yan felt compassion. Originally, he took a piece of beef with sauce and wine, tied it to a rope and threw it down quietly to prevent the painting master from getting hungry.
As for whether it will freeze, Mr. Yan is not worried. After all, he saw that this young man was also an expert and could use the energy in his body to remove the cold.
But his kindness was noticed by Zhou Youruo.
Zhou Youruo was so angry that even his sword energy was locked on Mr. Yan. The latter was so frightened that he ate a palm-sized piece of soy beef in a few bites.
Mr. Yan knew that Zhou Youruo was almost naked in public, so naturally he was extremely ashamed and angry. No one killed anyone with a sword on the spot, which is considered good.
Therefore, as an elder, there is no blame.
Mr. Yan originally wanted to give up, but Zhou Youruo changed her mind because she saw a pig's head thrown into a dirty bucket while preparing dry food in the kitchen.
He asked the chef to roast the pig's head, and then asked Mr. Yan to feed it to the young man.
The people on this flower boat have unusual identities and backgrounds. As a pampered child, he would naturally not touch the food of a poor and humble person like a pig's head.
But Mr. Yan thought that Ling Dabao was a charlatan and would not mind, so he happily threw the roasted pig's head down with a rope.
But he didn't dare to throw away the wine because Zhou Youruo didn't give instructions.
Fortunately, he didn't take the wine, but others did. The ones holding the wine were the women who fell in love with Ling Dabao just by looking at him.
Mr. Yan was overjoyed. But he saw the woman holding the wine and opened the jug. Then, he spit into it. After that, it was handed over to another woman.
So, he spit out again. There were twenty-eight people and twenty-eight families in total.
The beautiful thing is that in order for the young master to feel our sincere love from the heart, it will also allow him to understand us better.
Under Mr. Yan's horrified eyes, the women tied the wine bottles with ropes and threw them down.
Just as Mr. Yan was about to speak, he saw that the young man had already lifted the lid of the wine bottle, took a sip and praised him.
“Good wine!”
The wine has been drunk, and Mr. Yan is in a dilemma.
This is not true even if it is not said. If I say it, I'm afraid that the young man will be embarrassed. If I don't say it, I'm afraid that the young man will drink all the wine later.
Mr. Yan held the wine and squinted his eyes to see those women preparing for the taste of love again, and the corners of his mouth twitched again.
"Miss Zhou just left a sword to scare the man. Then she packed a large bag of dry food and went ashore alone, preparing to find the young master who taught her the way of swordsmanship."
"Miss Zhou has left. It's time for the master to come up. As for Zhou Zhiruo's safety, there is no need to worry too much. Even if she goes to the old capital..."
