When she first met the wind soul, she still felt that there was nothing really wrong with this man. White King wondered how she could like him, a guy who was playing around. She didn’t know that this man was different from his man until she had been in contact for a long time.
He desperately entered the demon spirit world in order to find Wang Miao’s idea, but he avenged himself on the witch ceremony and went out to kill the witch ceremony alone. Whether he rushed out of Jiwang Mountain with his teacher’s propaganda or defeated Mrs. Ying Shao, he could show his intelligence when necessary.
However, these are not the reasons why Xu Feiqiong likes him slowly.
What really impressed Xu Feiqiong was that he couldn’t shake his hand even in the most dangerous situation, but he was still able to maintain his unyielding expression and cynical smile before he died, and then he did not hesitate to rush to the most dangerous place to figure out a way to face the crisis
She thought, "If I fall into a volcano, he will jump with me without thinking, and at the same time he will say something indecent to annoy me, and then find a way to take me away."
He was like this a few years ago.
Being able to understand a person is usually not the person himself, but the people around him. She knows that the wind soul is the kind of person who will consciously smile for life even if he is in great danger unless death really comes.
It’s just like chess. Unless the game is completely over, there is no need to care about temporary gains and losses.
However, manpower is sometimes poor, and there are always some things that can be redeemed by law.
Suo Wang Miao’s desire to die will cause him a fatal blow.
"If it turned out that he would never bury himself here now but had already gone to think about ways to save the fox demon," Xu Feiqiong thought.
She looked up at the wind soul face and saw that his face was dark and uncertain, and then remembered the dark sighs in the bamboo forest, and then killed a person and forced them to cut their ears. This kind of thing was not what he would do before.
Is this change good or bad?
Xu Feiqiong couldn’t figure it out. She knew that this person’s thoughts seemed to be different from before.
At this time, she didn’t realize that in the future, after the East throne, the wind broke through the magic, causing the demons to dance and the immortals to hide. The original cause of the collapse of the whole heaven because of him was the change of heart of the wind soul at this moment.
His normal mind has been destroyed by Wang Miao’s tragic death, and he hates to do it himself.
When a person feels that he has no time for strength, he will quietly follow.
However, when that person becomes strong, although he can better protect his relatives around him, it will also make others feel afraid, create more disputes and put his relatives in greater danger … This is a strange circle that no one can change.
A gear that has just turned enough to change the world has not been noticed yet.
Or maybe there was a person who predicted this and the result was that he had already died.
Xue Honglian and Nie Yinniang, the blue scribe, are sitting in a restaurant in Chang ‘an.
Xue Honglian was wearing a red dress, but it happened that the red dress was a little small, and the curve of her mature figure was lightly outlined, while Yin Niang was dressed in white, light and elegant, and the two girls were naturally unobtrusive.
What’s more striking is that the blue scribe sometimes sighs and sometimes caresses the sword and sings, and sometimes slaps the table as if he were inspired. He shakes his head and wants to recite poetry, but he doesn’t finish it, but then he hides there, and then he falls down on the table and cries and drinks to drown his sorrows. Even the two people who accompanied him to the restaurant, Hongxian and Yinniang, think he is crazy, let alone others.
Yin Niang was kind-hearted and saw all the bottles on the table, so she advised, "Mr. Li, you can’t drink any more. It’s bad for your health …"
The red line curled its pie mouth. "Don’t worry, he can’t drink to death. Yesterday, I threw him in a vat and soaked him for a long time. Didn’t he live well?"
Yin Niang said, "Even so, it’s always bad to drink too much …"
The red line snorted, "Whatever, let him pay for it himself at most."
The blue scribes also sighed and smiled at the faces of the two ladies when they heard that they had to pay. "That … I have no money!"
The red line glared at him. "You still drink so much without money? I’ve lost all my silver these days. "
Yin Niang thought in distress situation, "Senior Martial Sister, you seem to be as poor as he is. I gave you all the money from beginning to end. Even the vat of wine that you flooded him yesterday was paid for by me."
The red line hummed again, "Didn’t you say that you can write a good poem if you drink too much wine? Now we are all drunk by you. You are a few words. "
The blue scribes looked distressed. "This wine is not good enough to make my poetry flourish."
It happened that Xiao Er passed by and heard him complain that he was not authentic. "My guest, you have deviated from our osmanthus wine, but the whole capital is famous for its fragrance and alcohol. No one can find a second one except the royal wine in the palace."
The blue scribes scoffed, "You have too little knowledge to give the emperor a drink is a good wine? Who will send really good wine to the palace? "
Xiao Erdao: "I said that those royal wines are naturally not ordinary royal wines. To tell the truth, many of them were drunk in the palace or we sent them here. I said that these wines were newly unearthed in Jiannan Road, but they were brewed by Ge Xuan, a fairy of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and buried underground for four or five hundred years. Recently, they were dug up by several Taoist priests of Jingzong. I heard that there were three altars in total when they were sent to the palace, but they were all sent to Yaochi for the Queen Mother to drink. But I think this is just a trick. How good can they send the wine to heaven?"
The blue scribe’s eyes lit up and he thought, "I’ve long heard that old Ge is not only refining well, but also making good wine. If the wine is really brewed by him, it will be great."
After Xiao Er left, he smiled at the red line and Yin Niang and said, "Two girls …"
The red line squints at him. "You don’t want to go to the palace to steal wine, do you? If you want to go by yourself, the girl can’t be idle. "
The blue scribe sighed, "I want to get the three jars of wine and give them to two girls. You know, the old man named Ge can’t do anything else, but he can’t make wine. The wine he brewed is not only delicious, but also beautiful, which can make the girls who drink it more beautiful."
More beautiful? The red eyes immediately turned into a crescent moon. Although she thought she was beautiful enough, she didn’t hate to make herself "more" beautiful.
Yin Niang, though young, is much more sedate than her elder martial sister. "Elder martial sister, this is not good, is it?" One thousand people caught … "
The red line eyebrows a pick "who can grasp our things? Besides, my righteous brother is the general guarding Xuanwu Gate, even if he is caught. "
Yin Niang thought distressfully, "How could it not be?"
Although I think it is wrong to sneak into the palace to steal things, and my father is still a military attache of the body-guard, won’t even my father be involved if he is caught? However, the teacher elder sister has obviously made a decision, and Yin Niang knows that no matter how hard she tries to persuade her, it is not good to secretly pray that nothing will happen.
At midnight, Taichi Palace Taiye Pool
There are several light and shadow falling like meteors in the sky, and then they are flapping. Someone fell into the water.
At this time, the nectar hall in Taiye pool is a place where emperors and empresses live and play, but it is also a little deserted, but lanterns are hung high and guarded by guards. When they hear the sound, someone comes over with a brother. These guards searched and guarded for a while, but they didn’t find anything unusual except seeing ripples on the pool surface. It wasn’t long before they were removed.
In the shadow of the rockery, a girl said timidly, "Mr. Li … are you all right?"
Someone next to him replied, "Don’t worry he won’t die."
These two girls are naturally red lines and hidden mothers.
A man crawled out of the pool awkwardly, and it was the white guy who claimed to be Li Ming. Although Yin Niang remembered that Master Dongting Lake said that this person would never be Li Bai, this guy insisted that he was Li Bai, while the red line said that other people’s surname was Yang Li, and his name was white or black. Do you still have to make a decision to allow him to be called Li Bai after the master decided to calculate it … Although no one can understand this kind of thing, what needs her permission?