The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

From the famous city in the northwest to Xinglong Mountain, it is a total of more than 100 miles. Looking around, there are barren mountains and valleys.

At this time, although the land is full of spring, there is no trace of spring here.

But after passing through the mountain city of Yuzhong, we will arrive at the foot of Xinglong Mountain, and suddenly the world will be completely new, and the eyes will be full of greenery. It turns out that the creations have gathered all the spring colors here.

But this is not Xinglong yet.

To the west of Xinglong Mountain, there is another high mountain named Qiyun. There is a small river between the two mountains, which naturally forms a gap, and the suspension bridge runs across the two mountains. It is called "Yunlong".

Its momentum is also like "Yunlong".

Qiyun Mountain is tall and straight, elegant and elegant, with twists and turns, and the word "Qibi" for the temple, but there are many caves and temples, which take away the beauty of the mountain.

This is like a rural girl, wearing brocade clothes, although she is beautiful, she finds it vulgar.

But Dongshan Xinglong, the majestic mountain, is like an imposing hero, standing upright, enough to shame the secular fans of the world.

Happy Forest is at the foot of the two mountains.

It was a garden built along the mountain, shrouded in a green light and shadow, with a stream running through the garden and green poplars lining the road, it was quiet and unremarkable.

Looking at it at a glance, it seems that you can't see anything else except the green mountains, but if you walk slowly among the green poplars along the road, you can see small bridges with curved railings, red railings and green boards. ——You can see three or five small and exquisite pavilions, hidden in the mountains.

These are the flowers on the sideburns of girls, and the pearls on the top of heroes.

dusk.

The folk songs are melodious in the setting sun.

Two young girls with smiles on their faces, singing folk songs, walking down the winding mountain road with the setting sun under their feet.

They are holding small and quaint earthenware pots filled with newly drawn mountain springs, and their hearts are filled with the joy of spring.

They wear bright red clothes, and their smiles are also bright red. The bright red girls strolling in the green mountains are poetry and pictures.

There was light in their eyes, as if they were excited about something special, the eyes of the girl on the left were like spring water, and the pupils of the girl on the right were like pearls.

"Chunshui" suddenly stopped singing, bit his lip, smiled, his eyes seemed to be looking at the sunset and mountains, but actually he saw nothing.

"Mingzhu" glanced at her, and suddenly smiled coquettishly, "Little devil, I know what you're thinking."

Chun Shui said: "Oh...could it be the roundworm in my stomach."

Mingzhu pinches her with a smile, while Chunshui begs for mercy with a smile.

Mingzhu's hand suddenly reached into Chunshui's wide sleeve, Chunshui couldn't straighten up with laughter, panting, "My dear sister, please forgive me."

Mingzhu was also panting, and said, "It's fine if you want me to spare you, as long as you tell the truth, are you thinking about him?"

Chun Shui blinked and said, "He... who is he?"

Mingzhu moved Chunshui's sleeve again, and said, "Little devil, you pretend not to know. How dare you?"

Chun Shui yelled: "I don't dare, I don't dare... The man our sister Mingzhu is talking about is that... the young master who just arrived this morning."

Mingzhu said: "Besides, are you thinking about him?"

Chun Shui said: "Yes... yes..., you... your hand..."

Mingzhu said: "Since you have told the truth, well, I will forgive you."

Chun Shui was panting, and his face was redder like the setting sun.

She put down the earthen pot and sat beside the road, panting delicately, with winking eyes like silk, her whole body seemed to be completely limp, so soft that she had no strength left.

Chun Shui glanced at her, and said with a light smile, "Little devil, looking at you, you must have moved Chun's heart."

Mingzhu bit her lip, and said: "It's not you, you...your dead hand..."

Chun Shui chuckled and said, "What about my hand, if it's his hand..."

As I spoke, my face suddenly flushed—spring, alas, spring.

Chun Shui gently: "That young master... well, which girl shouldn't miss him, who can forget him as long as she takes a look at him..." Her voice was like a groan, she opened her eyes, But it seems to be dreaming.

She continued dreamily: "Especially his smile... Sister Mingzhu, have you noticed his smile? It's terrible, why does he smile like that, as long as I think of his smile, I... I can't even eat I can't eat it anymore."

Mingzhu said: "His smile... I didn't notice it."

Chun Shui said: "You lied, you lied, you lied, when you poured tea for him, he looked at you and smiled, you couldn't even hold the teapot firmly, you splashed all over, you think I didn't see it .”

Mingzhu's face turned even redder, and she said in a trembling voice, "Little rascal, you...you..."

Chun Shui said: "Why should you be ashamed? A man like him, not to mention us, even our Auntie Chunjiao, she has met many men, but when she sees him, she must be fascinated."

Mingzhu finally gave a "puchi" smile, and said: "I think she really can't wait...she can't wait to swallow him in one gulp, making our Uncle Li's face turn blue."

Chun Shui murmured: "When I didn't see him, I really couldn't believe that there would be such a lovely man in the world, his smile, his eyes, his lazy, indifferent expression... Sigh, it's really scary." Life."

The person the two of them mentioned was Shen Lang.

In the world, there are very few girls who can resist Shen Lang's smile.

At this time, I saw a one-eyed man in brocade clothes coming with his hands behind his back, followed by several men in black with swords on their backs.

Bursts of murderous aura emanated from these people, filling the mountain path.

This one-eyed man is exactly Zhao Qiu. He thought about it: "So, did Shen Lang come too? Is it the reason for the correction power of this world?"

Na Chunshui and Mingzhu asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

Among the men in black behind Zhao Qiu, there was a young man with a jade-like face, Xu Ruoyu, who said coldly, "A man from hell!"

Xu Ruoyu's tone was so cold that the two girls couldn't help shivering!

Zhao Qiudao: "What are the people in Happy Forest doing?"

Mingzhu pondered for a moment, then said: "Pai Gow!"

Zhao Qiudao: "It's just a matter of time to play!"

At this moment, vaguely, I saw the beacon smoke rising from the foot of the mountain.

It was the disciple of Shendaomen who fought against the 36 Qifeng cavalry.

Zhao Qiu took big strides and went up the mountain quickly.