Today's Pao Ge is still single [Sword 3+Comprehensive]

White clouds float in the blue sky.

Under the white clouds, today's Yangzhou city is also beautiful, with people coming and going.

Connecting the wide and flat flag-planting area with a row of moat arch bridges at the main gate of Yangzhou City, the disciples of Chunyang Palace in white clothes covered with snow were lying on the stone bridge deck warmed by the afternoon sun, with their outstretched eyebrows like the dark colors of distant mountains, Spring mountain cloud shadow.

Bang A scimitar of the desert brushed his cheek dangerously and plunged into the stone slab under him, a small burst of dust splashed into his eyes, and disciple Chunyang couldn't help blinking his eyes quickly.

The owner of the scimitar is a cute and delicate girl with a round face and round eyes, like a cat.

The girl wore a pale pink lace hood on her head, her brows covered her brows, and she outlined a pair of bright and clear cat eyes. The almond-colored eyes clearly reflected the figure of Chunyang disciple.

"Get up!" The girl's Mandarin is not standard, just two words, you can hear a little weird.

"No." The disciple of Chunyang Palace blinked his eyes again. He looked like a fairy, but he revealed a rascal feeling when he opened his mouth.

"Love can't afford it."

Putting a scimitar in Chunyang youth's face, the girl turned around and sat on the railing of the stone bridge, with another scimitar in cold light across her lap.

"Sister Zi Miao."

With a soft call, the gentle woman in black and black hair approached gracefully holding a white umbrella decorated with red plums.She holds an umbrella in one hand and an incubator in the other.

"Sister Qingmo."

Lu Zimiao, a young girl from the Ming religion, had a cold and pretty face when facing Li Yunhe, but when she saw this gentle beauty from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, her eyes showed a little bit of intimacy.

Walking on the bridge, Fang Qingmo lowered his head and smiled at Li Yunhe, came to Lu Zimiao's side, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the girl's cheeks: "Girls, I don't even know how to hold an umbrella under the sun, How can it be good if it is broken?"

Lu Zimiao smiled nonchalantly, and replied in Mandarin with a slight accent from the Western Regions: "Sister Qingmo, you don't know how harsh the desert's sandstorm and scorching sun are, we're all used to it, and your sun here is like warming yourself by a fire in winter. , it won’t spoil ours.”

Fang Qingmo smiled helplessly, and didn't quite agree with Lu Zimiao's statement: "If you don't get sunburned, you will get tanned, like a porcelain doll, is it ugly when tanned?"

Opening the incubator, a cool mist came out.

Fang Qingmo said: "I have worked hard for you for staying here for a long time. I brought some cold drinks for everyone. You are welcome, everyone has a share."

"What's so funny about that?"

"Thank you, Sister Qingmo!"

"Thank you Miss Fang."

"Wow cold drink! I want that... Hey, don't grab it from me!"

Surrounding the opened incubator, several figures wearing Western Region costumes suddenly appeared in the sunlight. They were all young people, male and female, some with pure Western Region faces, and some with Central Plains looks.

The same thing is that each of them has a murderous look on their brows and agility that is naturally revealed in their fights. It is obvious that each of them is a first-class martial arts master.

One of the men with golden chestnut curly hair, knife eyebrows and eagle eyes seems to be the head of the group. With one look, a cold moon's sharp edge swept across his throat. Go back to the original place, take a few steps back in unison, or lower your head and eyes to look at your nose, nose and heart, or turn your head to look at the distant scenery, all of them behave like kittens.

His gaze swept across the crowd coldly, and when it landed on Lu Zimiao, it suddenly became soft. The corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile, and he picked one from the incubator and gave it to Xiao Miaoluo.

"Here, remember you like this best."

As he spoke, he changed from a cold lion to a docile big cat.

Meow Luo narrowed her clear cat eyes, took the ice cream with a smile, and reached out to pat the other person's head.

Brother Meow stretched his eyebrows and his expression became more gentle.

The boss and the eldest sister showed their affection as if no one was around their heads. Taking advantage of Enai Miao not being able to see them, the melon eaters quickly divided up the remaining cold drinks.

"Mo Mo, you are not being kind."

Li Daochang, Li Yunhe, who had been forgotten for a long time, was lying on the stone bricks that were getting colder and opened his mouth quietly.

"This group of cats are guarding my corpse. As my lover, it's fine if you don't help me, and you'll buy them cold drinks... I feel wronged and sad, and I'm going to make a fuss."

"scoff~"

The cats sneered coldly, and one sister cat shook the popsicle she had just broken in her hand, and said to Li Yunhe, "Get up, I'll give you mine."

Li Yunhe looked at the scimitar clenched tightly in the other hand of Sister Miao, and sneered at this low-level temptation.

If he really got up, what he would eat would definitely not be a cold drink, but a whole set of Burning Shadow Sacred Art.

Fang Qingmo gathered her long skirt, squatted down, stretched out her hand to gently stroke Li Yunhe's temples, and sighed softly: "You... It's not your fault, why are you making fun of people for no reason, disturbing people's martial arts competition and recruiting relatives? You are allowed to bully others, but they are not allowed to vent their anger on you? Although I am your love, it is not good to protect you regardless of right and wrong. "

Li Yunhe hummed twice, turned his head and pretended to be dead.

Fang Qingmo touched his face, and said softly: "Hey, tell me what you want to eat tonight, I'll go shopping later."

Lu Zimiao jumped off the bridge railing with an ice cream in her mouth, kicked Li Yunhe's leg, and said, "Thank you Sister Qingmo, such a good girl, it's a pity to match you. If Sister Qingmo hadn't been Ask us to intercede, do you think we really have nothing to do with you if you lie dead?"

Li Yunhe just complained, he naturally knew who Fang Qingmo was thinking about.

Smiling at Baby Qingyuanyuan, Li Yunhe looked at Lu Zimiao: "I confessed wrongly, and you have been chasing and killing me for so many days. If you beat me back, I won't fight back. My wife even sends condolences to you. Open it." Skylight is telling the truth, when will this matter be resolved, you will not chase me down to death, will you?"

"Wow, with your attitude, if it weren't for Sister Qingmo's face, I would have hunted you down to the bottom of the sea." Lu Zimiao said.

However, what Li Yunhe said was correct, the incident he caused was not small, but if it was said to be big, it was not so big, it was mainly a matter of face.

After a few days of quarrel, people were murderous and angry. It was time to end it. Lu Zimiao thought for a while and said, "In the end, it wasn't me you bullied, it was my senior brother. I'll ask your senior brother about it." Attitude, then consider whether to let you go."

As she said that, Lu Zimiao leaned her upper body slightly backwards, leaned her back against the bridge railing, lowered her eyelids, and concentrated on launching a thousand-mile sound transmission to secretly chat with Lu Zhenyan, who was thousands of miles away.

In the land of five swords, surrounded by the blue sea on all sides, the beautiful Peach Blossom Island, Lu Zhenyan, who rarely leaves the scope of the Holy Cult, is enjoying the magnificent scenery of the water and the sky, and the gentleness of the falling flowers and clouds, when he is suddenly greeted by a familiar "senior brother" I was so scared that I almost jumped into the sky.

Trembling like a frightened cat, Lu Zhenyan looked left and right, and asked in a panic: "Zi, Junior Sister Zi Miao?! You, you also came to Peach Blossom Island?!"

"What Peach Blossom Island?" Lu Zimiao was taken aback for a moment, then remembered the character of this senior, reacted, and sternly reprimanded, "I'm in Yangzhou City, how many times have I said, don't always confuse secret chat with recent chat !"

"Oh, oh oh..."

As soon as he was taught a lesson, he subconsciously stood at attention, and after a while realizing that his junior sister was not in front of him, Lu Zhenyan slowly relaxed.

Lu Zimiao asked: "Senior brother, the person you favored last time is Tangmen who is with that troublemaker Chunyang. Are you still with him?"

"You said Ah Qi, yes," Lu Zhenyan replied truthfully, "Ah Qi is fine, I told him that I can't leave him, so he took me to his house to play, and his family is very kind to me of."

"...????"

The amount of information was a bit large, Lu Zimiao lowered her head expressionlessly, trying to digest it.

What the hell happened? !At that time, she caught the Tangmen only because she saw that he was with the troublesome sheep and bleats. At least one of them was left as a hostage, and the other one was caught and then stewed. What's the situation now? !What did her stupid senior brother do? !What does it mean that he can't leave him, what does it mean to go to his house to play, and what does it mean that his family treats him very well? ? ? !

What the hell happened in her absence? !

"...Senior Brother," Lu Zimiao asked tentatively after finally sorting out his emotions, "You... like that Tang Sect very much?"

"I like it." Lu Zhenyan replied happily.

Although he was beaten by Fatty in Tang Sect, the beating was really nothing to a Ming Zun, besides, Tang Sanqi had already apologized.

In order to express his apology, the other party also invited himself to visit Tangjiabao, hugged a panda to watch the mecha battle, and now he brought himself to play in another world.

Lu Zhenyan doesn't have many friends, and usually only hangs out with people from the teacher's sect, and hardly leaves the Holy Cult except with friends and relatives.Now that he has a friend outside to take him around, it's no wonder he hates Tang Sanqi.

"...I see." Leaving this sentence behind, Lu Zimiao ended the secret chat and voice transmission.

Outside Yangzhou City, Xiao Miaoluo raised her head slightly, her eyes shone with a light that was colder than the edge of a knife, and she scraped and deboned Li Yunhe back and forth.

With a wave of the scimitar, the two scimitars crossed like scissors, and the curved blades held Li Yunhe's throat at the same time.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, the cats who were still chatting and laughing suddenly changed their aura. Half of them hid themselves and waited in secret, half of them raised their scimitars and stood around Lu Zimiao to support the eldest sister.

Fang Qingmo was surprised and worried, stretched out his hand to protect Li Yunhe, and asked Lu Zimiao softly, "Sister Zimiao, what's the matter, has something happened?"

"Don't worry, Sister Qingmo, I just have something to ask Li Daochang."

After giving Fang Qingmo a comforting smile, Lu Zimiao lowered her head and said to Li Yunhe: "You are right, the grievances between us should be settled. Now, let the Tang Sect who made trouble with you Give me your name, background, and background information, and this matter will stop here."

"Seventh?"

Li Yunhe was slightly surprised, he didn't understand why Tang Sanqi was involved again, but looking at Lu Zimiao's expression, he knew that the other party was not joking.

Seeing Miaoluo and the melon-eating meows behind Miaoluo, with their murderous aura that could rub against the air and create sparks, Li Yunhe struggled for less than 0.1 second between his own safety and betraying his brother, Li Yunhe said decisively: "Okay, no problem , Ah Qi is my childhood friend, if you want to know anything, just ask, I promise to tell you everything I know!"