"What dragon claw hand!" Zhongli Bi washed and kicked again, and Bo Nansheng's body fell to the ground, thick and squirming.
The force was so strong that the face of the man on the ground was bruised and bruised.
As the two children from the rich family watched, Zhongli Bi received a cold blow and remained silent.
If you want to frighten someone, it is better to crush them down and hit them with thunder and lightning, and the villain will always feel sad.
Royal Sister Fan, Zhongli Bi washed and sat down indifferently, the three crosses of the stone stele were intertwined, and there were nine dots, but now there is not even one.
For one seat, the other eight were already occupied.
The clouds are extremely heavy, as heavy as mountains and seas, and as solid as rocks.
Zhongli Bi washed his eyes with red light and activated his night vision magic. He saw things dimly, and a tiny speck of light on his fingertips floated across his eyes.
"Tan Nang."
Gathering in the new sky, the sun shines brightly, and the eyes are familiar and blind.
The stele is ten feet tall, thick and wide, with rhombus-shaped steps and corners. It is beautiful and solemn.
The eyes are filled with fresh water, the red ripples are moving, and the engravings are all included, walking slowly and blurred.
"Don't look too much." Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhongli Bi washed his eyes and closed them. A few drops of acidic water fell down his cheeks.
Wu Dingqian warned not to look closely, the mystery is deep, and it is true.
The meeting was over for a while, and Zhongli Bi washed and nursed back to health, waiting for her skin to get better.
The eyes opened again, and the misty handwriting read: "Mirror in the palace, dancing in colorful clothes, when the palace maid comes..."
A stream of pure Qi clears the mind and clears the mind. Under the pressure of the Qi mass, the sword Qi is like coming out of a prison or a bullfight.
Looking at the stone tablets, swordsmanship is hidden between the lines and can be understood by those with talent.
Those who call the sword can get it.
The third one from the left is the sword-crazy lady, the fan-dancing bird, the eldest dancer. She can recite the Four Books and the Five Classics at the age of three, master it at the age of five, practice martial arts at the age of seven, and has amazing swordsmanship at the age of fourteen.
In the Autumn Seizing Competition, he defeated thousands of enemies and won the first place. After that, he fell in love with the sword and became more and more out of control.
The family spent everything and invested heavily in cultivating her, and now she has just passed her hair age, twenty-eight years of age, and her strength leads her peers.
The sword flower in one hand is stunning and exquisite, and the dancing clothes are floating in the air, dreamy and colorful.
"The fan-dancing bird is not as happy as everyone. Please teach us. What secrets are there in the inscriptions on the stone tablet?"
I am not familiar with your character yet, so I have been patient for a long time, and finally broke out at this moment.
He has big green eyes, shining pupils, a small tapered face, a slight hint of baby fat, and a pretty face. When he heard the conversation on the left, the fan bird tilted its head sideways, as if thinking.
Eighteen-year-old Xia Zhen is attracted by beauty. She is handsome, rosy and shy, and has the charm of a little bird.
However, Fanque just looked at it, and after a while, he turned around and continued practicing his sword energy, completely ignoring the person.
Xia Zhen was speechless and helpless. He smiled and said: "If you want to take a shortcut, you are still far away. Don't be in a hurry. Don't be in a hurry. Just be calm. The answer is in the inscription."
Being nearby, Zhongli Bixi couldn't help but hear it and put his mind on it. Since it was in the inscription, it might be somewhat similar to the style of poetry.
"Mirror in the palace, dancing in colorful clothes,..." Zhongli Bi recited silently, reincarnating a hundred times, the air mass continued to pressurize, the gravity pressed her down and she couldn't breathe, and she gasped heavily.
People in the field were leaving one after another, but the nine seats were still full.
Those who make progress lead to the sky. Tonight at Jingyu Ferry, those hundred people stand tall in the center. They stand out and win favor. The official seal is engraved and stamped in red.
Perhaps more than a hundred people entered the inner city, and all their belongings and equipment were stamped with patterns and seals.
The chance to seal the seal can pass through the inside and outside, and rise to the sky with one kick.
Opportunities are not the same, and strong ones make exceptions, that is, those with high sword energy, with the vastness of their feet, the second level of sword energy is revealed.
At least before entering the inner city, it will take some time for Zhongli to cleanse his body.
In the next three days, Zhongli Bixi came here every day, and the house was also changed to one room in the east wing of the courtyard and one room in the west wing. The shabby room was simple, with tables, chairs and beds, which were very must-have items.
Everyone has long since noticed that a beauty has arrived in the courtyard. She is a peerless beauty, with a fairylike appearance, pure and ethereal.
Sometimes the conversation is defeated, the young man is shy, and the young man sighs to himself.
"Fairy Zhongli, the beauty of the green lotus can only be seen from a distance."
On this day, until noon, Zhongli Bi, who was sitting in the center of the earth, frowned and looked coldly.
In my mind, I picture a big palace and a temple, with wide halls and vast seas, chairs with fallen gold sculptures, foreign visitors, and the temple is full of splendor.
The maids of the palace were prostrate and bowed, and the bright flames of the lampstand illuminated the day.
Shake the lily, lean forward with your hand in hand, the bell and pot will be warm and the ceremony will begin, the skirt will rise, the butterflies will accompany you, and the flying fairies will dance.
The dance is played on the light flute, the piano is moist and elegant, and the palace and merchant horns are feathered, graceful and graceful.
Don't you, Lord Dinglang, when I was drunk, I thought about the peace in my life. The guests couldn't help but have their cheeks red, and they were so drunk that they couldn't wake up.
The sound of wind gathered together and stopped. When Zhongli Bi came here, he woke up from his dream.
"Every time I get stuck here," he said, standing up and giving his seat to others.
In a few seconds, Zhonglibi was washed away.
I was depressed, thinking hard, thinking about it while walking, and was confused and confused.
In the lunch hall, all the martial arts practitioners are filling their stomachs.
Wu Ding was serving dishes on the table, a plate of fish, the whole piece was silvery white, with a tender head and a huge body, a fat and small waist, and the meat was plump.
Add a touch of hot scallion oil, the aroma is overflowing, and a few wisps of hot white smoke.
The heat is boiling, and you take a bite of white meat. The fish is not greasy, soft, fragrant and tender, and the aftertaste is crispy and white with rice.
"Girl, this is the thistlefish. This fish is used in the taro fish balls at Xiewanpo Waterside Pavilion by the city. It is extremely difficult to catch and is known as the white meat of deer." Wu Ding replied.
The fish washed by Zhongli Bi are infinitely thin, but unfortunately they are so expensive that if you don't eat a few, you will be broke.
"Can pearls be paid off?" Zhongli Bixi faced the counter clerk.
The manager was only thirty years old, with a slick beard, a round face and a wide face, and unblinking eyes. "We have no shortage of food, clothing, housing and transportation. We have no shortage of pearls, all of which are real money."
Zhongli Bi walked through the gravel road and soon walked out of this area.
In the bustling market, you can see one store after another, a martial arts gym, and training equipment placed on the edge of the open space.
Unexpectedly, within a hundred meters of the road, two people were fighting each other. The girl had her hair in a bun on both sides, her tassels were fluttering on her fan comb, and the lovely and beautiful eldest dancer was dancing with a fan bird.
With light yellow gilt embroidered patterns, the Confucian clothes have delicate collarbones and a slim waist that cannot be easily grasped.
The hilt of the sword is like a side, not three inches away from the field of vision, and the blade is lacquered with frost.
Zhongli Bixi stopped and watched. His daughter was attacked in a chain of attacks, and the attacks were interlocking and she was unable to defeat them.
He should have been at a disadvantage, but as expected, his opponent was so strong that he couldn't make a decisive decision.
The sky is blue and white, with luxuriant grass and trees, and numerous houses surrounding the center.
The eldest daughter of the dancer is wearing a robe with golden sleeves, her sword is exposed and trembling, and the wild geese are flying and flying. Her body is bold and fearless, cutting off the left defense, and her legs are as light as water.
The swordsmanship is in a trance, the double shadow is flying as a butterfly, turning into wings and moving in the clouds, the hand is floating down lightly, the sword is swinging at will, and the sleeves are pumping water to close themselves.
Several sets of actions, tricks added one after another.
"That inscription on swordsmanship!" Zhongli Bi was startled in his eyes.
After being enlightened, the dancing fan bird's sword skills are very similar to those of a palace maiden. She holds a jade bell and travels gracefully. She dances gracefully in the halls and halls, rising and closing.
Shocked, Zhongli Bixi stopped the carriage and rushed to the original place.
The palace is at the foot of Mount Zhou, with high mountains in the background, numerous courtyards, and stone stele platforms. The venue is empty for dozens of people.
He walked slowly over, and in the blink of an eye, the person had already appeared nearby. He digressed too quickly.
Zhongli Bi washed and laid out his clothes and sat down. He immediately touched the stars with his hands and flicked them across his eyes, and the red glow disappeared.
Immediately after the words were carved, the dance partner Gong E appeared and played together. The singing and dancing stopped. Zhongli Bi washed and stared at the hand dance, and the steps were Gu Wuxu. If you are not careful, you can't notice it.
While Xiao Wu was dancing, several foot shadows appeared in Zhongli Bi's eyes, as well as ten sword-holding postures, either coming out or guarding.
Observe lightly, once the dance ends, the words and texts reappear, a string of symbols, the bones and marrow are pulled out, and the beginning and end are revealed.
