Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

'clank clank...'

On the top floor of the high pavilion, there is a spacious living room, with a gentle breeze and the fragrance of flowers.

The window curtains swayed gently, and the sound of the piano was ethereal and melodious.

Nong Yuxian plucked the strings with his hands, making a clank sound, and the notes of the sounds of nature came out joyfully, composing a melodious, elegant, and melancholy tune.

In the living room, Wan Lai was silent.

In front of such an ethereal and beautiful piano sound, it is disrespectful to make any abnormal noise.

No one wants to destroy this beautiful song.

Li Changqing's eyes were half closed, just after drinking a cup of orchid brew, the fine wine and the music of nature seemed to be fused together, producing a chemical reaction in his body.

His spirit seemed to enter a magical world.

The sea is turbulent, the sea is boundless, the blue water and the blue sky.

On the sandbar islands, there are beautiful Canghai sharks. They are all women with upper body and lower body with fish tails. They are as beautiful as immortals and charming.

One by one, the beautiful Canghai Merman began to sing, and the melodious voice spread across the vast sea, blending with the waves, and blending with the blue sky and blue sea.

Li Changqing sank into it, allowing his mental power to swim freely.

All of this is so beautiful, it completely settles the mind.

'clank…'

Be careful drawing at the end of the song.

Nong Yubaiyu's string hands, ten fingers are slender and white, as long as jade, delicate and beautiful to the extreme.

She has a pair of string hands that women all over the world envy, hands born for strings.

The ethereal melody suddenly dissipated.

The sea sharks jumped into the sea one after another as if frightened, and dived away.

The sea is ebbing rapidly, and the clear water and blue sky are gradually fading away.

Everyone woke up slowly.

Among the audience, Li Changqing and Han Fei were the most engrossed.

Han Fei praised: "Nongyu girl is indeed a master of the piano."

"The ancients said that the sound of the sound of nature, the lingering sound lingers on the beams, and it lasts for three days. Don't deceive me!"

Nongyu smiled lightly: "Young Master Ninth praised you absurdly."

The girl smiled, her beautiful eyes fixed on Li Changqing, showing a look of anticipation, as if she wanted to hear Li Changqing's evaluation more.

Han Fei: "..."

Li Changqing breathed lightly, and slowly opened his half-closed eyes, which happened to meet Nongyu's eyes.Just listen to him whispering softly:
"Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one pillar contemplate the Chinese New Year."

"Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wangdi Chunxin entrusted cuckoos."

"There are tears in the moon and pearls in the sea, and smoke in the warm sun in Lantian."

"This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss."

Zhang Liang got up and saluted, "What a beautiful song, what a beautiful poem."

"Miss Nongyu is good at singing, brother Li is good at poetry."

"This song and poem are really a match made in heaven."

Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, and Shang Chaoshi's expectation of the emperor, these two are famous allusions, and they happened a long time ago.

The poem is used here without allusion.

Nongyu Wuxia's face was slightly red, and he smiled in surprise, "The Moonlight Pearl of the Canghai has tears... How do you know, Brother Li, this song is called: Tears of the Pearl of the Canghai?!"

Li Changqing looked at the girl, and blurted out the golden sentence of flirting with sisters: "It may be because you and I—without a colorful phoenix and wings, have a good understanding of each other."

Although there are no wings between you and me that fly together like a colorful phoenix, you and I have a tacit understanding and a tacit understanding.

Nongyu was crazy, and whispered:
"The body has no colorful phoenix and two flying wings, but the heart has a tacit understanding."

This sentence, in ancient times, is simply a top-level literary confession of "I like you". In front of it, any confession is a younger brother.

So, Nongyu soon had rosy cheeks, rippling eyes, pear-blossom face, her hands were hidden under her long sleeves, her fingers were tightly clenched, and she was very nervous.

Her heart was very fast and chaotic.

Zi Nu suddenly said: "Li Changqing, regarding the matter of cooperation, Liusha welcomes you."

"Now, you can go."

This man must be allowed to leave as soon as possible, out of Nongyu's sight, and it is best that the two never see each other again.

Li Changqing got up, stretched his waist and said: "Miss Zi Nu, didn't brother Wei Zhuang tell you that he intends to hire me to be the teacher of Zi Lanxuan."

"Specially responsible for teaching the girls of Zilanxuan daily sword skills, martial arts, lightness skills, fighting and other skills."

Zi Nu was taken aback, and suddenly looked at Wei Zhuang.

The light in Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed away, and he nodded calmly: "Yes, I have already sent an invitation to him."

Zi Nu asked, "Why?"

Wei Zhuang said in a flat tone: "It's better if someone is willing to do such a boring job."

"In Zilan Pavilion, there are really no outstanding martial arts talents."

Nongyu: "..."

Zi Nu is also speechless.

In fact, the aptitude of the sisters of Zilanxuan is not bad, but in front of the disciples of Guigu, they are really not enough.

Wei Zhuang didn't care about these, he was happy in his heart.Starting today, he doesn't need to spend a certain amount of time every day teaching the female sword skills.

Li Changqing shrugged and said, "Food and lodging are all included, I'm not very interested in wages."

"However, I hope to serve a bottle of orchid brew every day."

Han Fei's eyes lit up and said, "It's so good, a bottle of orchid brew every day."

"Miss Zi Nu, why don't I also stay here and teach the girls in Zi Lan Xuan to learn Chinese characters."

Zi Nu pointed to the door, her face was frosty: "Get lost!"

Seeing this, Zhang Liang and Nongyu couldn't help laughing.

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Compared with Zilanxuan, there is a harmonious, relaxed and joyful atmosphere.

General Ji Wuye's mansion was terribly dull.

In the hall, 21 corpses are displayed.

21 corpses, 21 wooden stretchers, 21 white cloths.

21 pale and dead faces, the blood on the throat and the thin sword wound has not been completely drained.

Ji Wuye didn't say a word, his face was wrinkled, and the whole mansion was dull.

Near him, there were two beauties shivering. They were beautiful and lovely, and they had always been Ji Wuye's concubine, so they had never seen a corpse before, but they still saw so many corpses at once.

Every face is extremely pale, extremely silent, the pupils are startled, and the mouth is slightly opened.

"Hey..." The two beauties sobbed softly.

Ji Wuye snorted coldly: "It's so noisy."

"Drag down."

Whizzing!

The two men in black suddenly appeared like shadows and ghosts, and then disappeared suddenly.

Those two beauties also disappeared together.

"General..."

"what!"

The two beauties screamed at the same time, and the world was completely silent.

The hall was still dead silent, terribly dead silent.

Two men, one black and one white, they are the commander of the General's Mansion and Ji Wuye's guards - Mo Ya and Bai Feng.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng stood aside obediently, not daring to speak, they were also afraid.

It's just that they are not afraid of corpses, because there are seventy or eighty lives lost from their hands.

What they fear is Ji Wuye who can control their life and death, the supreme general of the Han Kingdom, and the strongest general of the Han Kingdom in a century.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came softly.

Here comes the vulture.

Vulture, one of the five leaders of the Hundred Birds Organization, he wears a half-faced vulture bird mask, a slender iron nose hook, a stooped figure, and is dressed in black.

As the killer of the Hundred Birds Commander, there are very few existences that can make him fear.

And Ji Wuye was undoubtedly the person he feared the most.

Because he left his post without authorization, the red owl had to lead the team alone, but the group was wiped out, and the birds suffered heavy losses.

Every time the vulture took a step forward, he felt that he was one step closer to death.

The fear in his heart cannot be described in words.

Bang!
The vulture knelt heavily on both knees: "Greetings to the general."

He closed his eyes, life and death depended on Ji Wuye's thought.