The young and young girls hugging each other in the cold wind and heavy snow were a little overwhelmed.

The wind scattered, and the heavy snow danced like flowers.

The young man had no sword around his waist, but there was a sword. His sword body was hot, three feet high, and his mouth was ferocious and bloody.

The girl's body is like heavy snow and turns into spring water, soft and boneless.

The young man wandered in the ear beads, and the pig's mouth between his neck and skin was arched to the heart and horse's heart. His skin turned red, his breath made a green and charming light gasp, and his long eyelashes trembled.

A gentleman keeps courtesy, and a beautiful woman carries the rules.

Li Ruyu's pig's mouth finally left Xiaoxiao and just held her in her arms.

Xiaoxiao is not Amu.

She has a huge family background in Daliang.

And he is a person who is destined to become a saint in literary and moral ways. Some rules and etiquettes cannot be violated.

This is the original intention of the saint.

In fact, Xiaoxiao was a little resistant, but it hurt Yu Ge'er's heart.

Seeing that Yu Ge'er could stop the horse, Xiao Xiao felt happy in his heart. The more the girl was so happy that she was so happy that she was so happy that she was so happy that she was so happy that she was so happy that she was so happy. She was so happy that she was so embarrassed. She was so happy that she would be happy. She was so happy that she would be married now. Isn't it really a big deal?"

Li Ruyu thought for a while, "It's okay, there's something, it's time to tell Xiaoxiao."

Xiaoxiao flashed her big eyes, "What's the secret of Brother Yu?"

Li Ruyu let go of Xiaoxiao, took a few steps back, and said with a smile: "I want to introduce a few people to you, but you may not be able to see it."

Xiaoxiao nodded, and was a little curious.

Why can't you see it?

Li Ruyu bent down slightly and made a gesture of inviting: "Sir."

A piece of invisible shadow flowed out of Li Ruyu's body. This time, no phantom appeared like a mountain. The scholar on the top of the mountain just condensed from the shadow, standing next to Li Ruyu with his hands behind his back.

Smiling without saying a word.

Li Ruyu whispered: "Xiaoxiao, this is a saint of calligraphy. Do you remember that when I wrote the three words "Lanting Collection" in Fanmian Village, I was struck by thunder and fainted by thunder?"

He nodded little, "Yes, yes."

Li Ruyu smiled and said, "It was this gentleman who came to Daliang. Without understanding the reality, the gentleman wanted to see if he could still write such calligraphy after changing his body, but he never thought he would be struck by lightning."

Xiaoxiao yelled, covered her mouth and laughed, "So stupid?"

Li Ruyu glanced at the scholar with his hands behind his back and was amused, "If sir, your Yu Geer will no longer be Yu Geer."

The scholar with his hands behind his back was also happy.

Li Ruyu continued: "This gentleman is the first person in the world of strange people in a thousand years of history. He is praised as the saint of calligraphy by countless descendants. His representative work is "Preface to the Lanting Collection". After a thousand years, it has been worth a lot of value. I can pass the art of your "Xia Ke Xing" and all of which are the masters of this gentleman's calligraphy."

Xiaoxiao was shocked: "Sage of Calligraphy."

Looking at the empty seat beside Li Ruyu, he was a little unwilling to accept it, "I want to meet you."

Li Ruyu spread his hands, "I can't do this."

The little little eyes rolled, "I'll try it."

From my arms, I took out the old pine branch that I picked up to the forehand of Guanyun Mountain Fan Wen, looked back at Lin'an, and whispered to me, Master, please help me.

The sunset in Lin'an is still cloudy and rainy. The woman's crown sits on the tip of the bamboo, and the wind and rain are not invaded.

Suddenly he looked up at the north with a helpless look on his face.

I sighed, this is a bit unpredictable, and I can't do it alone, Master.

Still waved.

A golden and jade light flashed from my hand, and in an instant, it sank into the small pine branches holding on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows and eyes were as happy as the moon. She looked towards Guangxi again and said with a smile: "Little Shepherd boy, don't be stingy just because you quarrel with me. Come on, come on, hurry up and help me."

The coast of Guangxi has been within a radius of hundreds of miles in the past or two years. The little shepherd boy who guards a sea and mountain is a little amused and crying.

Even the green cow beside him mooed unhappily.

The little shepherd boy muttered, "You little girl, you know how to beg me now. You are very capable, and you still have to fight with me for a Taoist battle. How can you know how to beg me?"

But in his eyes without desire, there is more or less a spoiled person.

He smiled and said, "Danger the heavens?"

not necessarily!

With a casual grasp, I grabbed a ray of purple air from my body. I flicked my fingers slightly, and the purple air was like lightning, traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, falling among the pine branches.

The little girl said with curved eyebrows and eyes, and the little shepherd boy was indeed generous.

Holding a pine branch is like catching a pen, the heaven and earth are talisman paper, the light of gold and jade is hair, and the purple air is ink.

I wrote two words in front of me.

Imperial.

Show.

Above the sky, thunder exploded.

In the world, white birds fly around, and the wind and clouds change color.

Li Ruyu was a little worried when he saw this. He always felt that Xiaoxiao had done something extraordinary. He was afraid that the thunder in the sky would fall, so he simply stretched out his hand and a small green sword appeared in his palm.

Fortunately, it quickly returned to normal.

In front of the little eyes, a scholar with a hand on his back appeared, smiling gently.

He put down the pine branches and saluted to the readers: "I have met Mr. Saint of Calligraphy in Wanxi."

Li Ruyu stared at the side, and could Xiaoxiao see it?

The scholar with his hands behind his back sighed and said, "I am indeed a saint of Wendao. Let me ask, Xie Wanxi, Chen County, is it Langya Daoyun?"

Xiaoxiao shook her head, "I am me, Daoyun is my name, but I am not a native of Langya."

Scholars vent their anger.

Retreat to the side.

Li Ruyu thought, why did this saint of calligraphy mention Langya Daoyun? Could it be that Xiaoxiao's words are the same as the old friend of this saint of calligraphy, so he thought Xiaoxiao was also an alien?

I don’t care. No matter who Xiaoxiao is, she is my lover.

That's enough.

He bowed his hand to the courtesy, "Ask a hero."

The wind was slight and the hero who thought the short-legged man walked out of Li Ruyu's body. He looked at Xiaoxiao with a laugh and nodded.

Li Ruyu said to Xiaoxiao: "This is Jing Ke, an assassin, who has performed a tragic story of eternal success. Although he did not succeed, he actually succeeded because in his heart, the world is the first."

Xiaoxiao saluted respectfully, as if he saw an elder: "I have seen a hero in the Wanxi River."

Li Ruyu continued, "Please ask for the general."

The burly figure who appeared with a blood-red cloak and pressed the sword only appeared. The entire top of the snow-capped mountain looked like the fishy smell of a sea of ​​blood. The cloak floated without the wind. Looking at Xiaoxiao, his eyes passed directly and fell to thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Li Ruyu sighed: "This is a general, a peerless general who dares to kill 400,000 surrendered soldiers in the world. Among the generals in thousands of years, he ranks first. The enemy troops who died under his sword are nearly a million, and they are known as the God of Killing."

"This God of Killing is also my backing. If the soldier immortal is found and won over by Zhao Shi, and if the Zhenbei Army and the Western Army also become soldiers in Zhao Shi, then the God of Killing and Xu Xiao from the Daliang Iron Ridge Army, plus the gentleman flag, will be enough to deal with the difficult situation."

Xiaoxiao let out a wow, with a look of admiration, "Wanxi has seen the general."

The killing god Bai Qi still didn't say a word.

Li Ruyu hesitated for a while and finally said, "Do you want me to invite me?"

A young man wearing short-sleeved sleeves walked out of Li Ruyu's body. When he saw Xiaoxiao, his eyes shining. He didn't dare to go too far. He smiled and said that the little girl is good, it's just like a first love.

Li Ruyu coughed, "This guy is an alien. He knows most of the identities of aliens, just ignore him."

Xiaoxiao said, really ignoring it.

This made the strange man named Fu Sheng look hurt, so he simply ran aside to look for the Book Saint, and pestered him, saying whether he would write another preface to the Lanting Collection, or something, and maybe he could exchange some money for spending in Daliang.

The Book Saint is too lazy to pay attention to him.

Li Ruyu smiled and looked at Xiaoxiao: "I can reach the present day, relying more on them, so I can fight Yue Pingchuan, Zhao Li, Yue Dan, Guo Jie and others, and can reach the step of becoming a saint of Jiandao today."

Finally, he sighed: "Xiaoxiao, you just said that I am not in a good situation in the court now, and asked if our marriage will have an impact. Actually, what I want to say is, no, not at all, because there is still one living in my body."

"Since the Empress went to Dongtu, most of my strategies in the court were from the advice of this strange man."

"He is here, no matter how dangerous the court battle is, he is not afraid."

He let out a small voice, curious.

Who is so powerful?

Li Ruyu bent down and saluted: "Please ask your Majesty."
To be continued...