The sword aura was sharp and had extremely strong murderous intent. This murderous intent struck fear in people's hearts, and it also had a feeling that could make a person's soul vanish in an instant.
This sword energy has been sweeping across the lake, causing the ripples that were constantly rising and falling everywhere. They were suppressed by these sword machines and did not dare to cause any ripples.
Ling Dabao from Yezhen didn't dare to go up from the water.
"Damn it, the most beautiful woman in the world must look like the most beautiful woman in the world. If you are a good female celebrity, you have to learn how to dance with a sword."
Ling Dabao felt very sad because this woman was very strong. She was even stronger than him.
As a result, it was impossible to do it both softly and hardly. He could only watch the beautiful woman leave him helplessly.
Ling Dabao raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, his eyes shone with starlight, as if the stars were moving around, and his vision kept wandering.
It seems that the stars in the sky are spinning and moving, and finally form a picture.
That is the face of a woman, and it seems to reveal a face. Isn't it the nine-day fairy with stars over the moon?
"The moon waxes and wanes, but this face will never. Because this face is perfect." Ling Dabao sighed again, looking at the night sky, falling into intoxication.
It was as if that woman was right in front of him.
After a long time, Ling Dabao suddenly gritted his teeth, as if he had made some great determination in his heart.
"No matter what, it is an eternal truth that a talented man matches a beautiful woman. Without this truth, there would be no such sentence." Ling Dabao still decided to pursue the woman named Zhou Youluo.
This is not love at first sight, but Ling Dabao is unwilling to accept this fact. He will not look back until he hits the wall.
He has to go all the way to the iron. No matter how thick the south wall is, and his head is broken to tears, he still has to smash a hole in the wall. Otherwise, he will lose his reputation as the most beautiful man in the world.
Even if he loses his reputation as the most beautiful man in the world, it doesn't matter. He can't let his Cangyun Sect lose his reputation.
After all, he was slapped by the woman and swept into the lake in public.
Fortunately, although the autumn water is cold, Ling Dabao is also a member of the Lian family after all, and he comes from the top sect Cangyun.
Cangyun Sect, this is almost an immortal sect. What you have learned is the art of the immortal family. Naturally, you will not suffer from the cold in this autumn water.
Ling Dabao was thinking about what went wrong.
According to his own resemblance, it was Zhou Youluo who was impressed by his painting skills after seeing himself painting. Then he deeply admired himself.
He even asked himself to climb through her window and sleep in her bed every night so that she could give birth to a child for him.
Unfortunately, there is a huge difference between imagination and reality. Imagination is beautiful, but reality is extremely cruel.
"Where exactly did the problem occur?" Ling Dabao frowned and shook his head. It was really difficult to figure out which link had the problem.
He is still very confident in his appearance, after all, he still sees the performance of other women.
"It's very possible that Zhou Youluo really cares about me, otherwise he wouldn't look at me quietly when I was painting." Ling Dabao stretched out his hand and raised it upward.
In the night, on the flower boat, there was something that looked out of place.
If a timid child sees it, he will be shocked and start crying.
The object swayed with the strong wind and kept hitting the hull, dripping out a few drops of sticky water. The sticky water was oil. Under the starlight, you could see that the object was a head with a quilt in the middle.
The rope passes through, the golden head.
This flower boat has bodyguards, many of whom were once masters in the world. There is also a painting saint and Zhou Youluo who is not weaker than a swordsman.
It’s hard to count the number of people in this world who can cause trouble in this flower boat. Let alone kill Zhou Youluo in front of him and hang his head on the flower boat.
Naturally, this is not a human head. There are not so many perverts in the world who would roast human heads until they turn golden.
This is a pig's head. And what Ling Dabao reached out to pull out was this pig's head.
This golden pig head is not complete, but incomplete. It is missing a pair of ears and half a nose.
Ling Dabao brought the pig's head to his mouth, took a bite, and laughed happily.
"That must be the case. Zhou Youruo was indeed moved at that time, but after all, she was a girl who had not yet left the court, so it was difficult to express her feelings. Originally, she really wanted to resolve the matter privately, but she couldn't bear it. However, I accidentally doused her with the water.
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"So she became angry from embarrassment. For a while, she was still angry. She even forced me not to get on the boat in front of many people. But I believe that she will calm down soon."
"Although it's a little cold here, it won't be cold if you use your profound energy to drive away the cold. What's more, there are good wine and meat here. Staying in the lake for a night is nothing. It's just a kind of grinding.
Practiced."
Ling Dabao spoke vaguely, and before he could completely swallow the meat in his mouth, he stretched out his hand.
In addition to the pig's head, there is another thing swaying and tinkling, which is very clear and loud.
This is a pot of wine. This pot is made of jade, so there is no need to worry about it breaking in the collision. Ling Dabao brought the pot of wine to his mouth and took a deep sip.
After all, this wine comes from a flower boat, so naturally it goes there. There is a faint fragrance of flowers in the wine, and it enters the throat instantly. Immediately, I feel a heat in my body, which dispels some of the chill in my body.
Along with the wine, the meat in Ling Dabao's mouth also entered his stomach.
"Oh, I didn't expect that the most beautiful woman in the world is not as good as those men." Ling Dabao sighed, feeling that Zhou Youruo had gone too far, and then fell into complacency.
This pig's head was given by the middle-aged scribe who was painting. And this pot of wine was given by a good-looking woman.
Forget about women, it was expected, but he didn't expect that even men would pity him.
Zhou Youluo saw all this and did not take any action.
Ling Dabao took a few more bites of pig head meat and drank a few more sips of wine. He glanced into the distance. It would only take half an hour to get ashore. At that time, he could climb up the shore.
After all, this is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and both sides of the river bank are extremely lively at night. If he had climbed up to the dark end, Zhou Youluo would not have swept his sword energy in all directions.
"Eat slowly, eat slowly. After all, there is still half an hour." Ling Dabao would eat the pig head and drink again after a while.
After all, he didn't know if anyone would give him wine again after eating these.
He's not hungry, he just wants something to do.
It's not a problem if it stays here all the time.
Ling Dabao didn't know that there was always a figure on the flower boat with his head lowered, looking at the figure in the lake.
This is exactly what Ling Dabao thinks, the middle-aged scribe who pities and even loves him for his suffering.
At this moment, Mr. Yan was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and looking down with a very complicated expression.
"Alas..." The middle-aged scribe stood by the railing of the boat, looking at the young men eating and drinking happily. His heart was extremely complicated, and he felt like he could not speak.
This pig head meat was indeed a gift from Mr. Yan. After all, even if what Miss Zhou said is true, there are indeed people who are more accomplished in painting than this young man, but after all, this young man's painting skills are better than his own, who is a painting saint.
many.
Such people will be respected wherever they are.
So, so, Mr. Yan felt compassion. Originally, he took a piece of beef with soy sauce and some wine, tied it to a rope and threw it down quietly to prevent the painting master from starving.
As for whether he would be frozen, Mr. Yan was not worried. After all, he saw that this young man was also an expert and could use the energy in his body to remove the cold.
But his kindness was noticed by Zhou Youruo.
Zhou Youruo was so angry that his sword energy was locked on Mr. Yan. The latter was so frightened that he ate a palm-sized piece of soy beef in a few bites.
Mr. Yan knew that Zhou Youruo was almost naked in public, so he was naturally extremely ashamed and angry. It was a good thing that he didn't kill anyone with a sword on the spot.
Therefore, as an elder, there is no blame.
Mr. Yan originally wanted to give up, but Zhou Youruo changed her mind because while she was preparing dry food in the kitchen, she saw a pig's head thrown into a dirty bucket.
He ordered the chef to roast the pig's head, and then asked Mr. Yan to feed it to the young man.
The people on this flower boat have unusual backgrounds. They are pampered and spoiled, so naturally they will not touch the food of poor and humble people like pig heads.
But Mr. Yan thought that Ling Dabao was a gangster, so he wouldn't mind, so he happily threw the roasted pig's head down with a rope.
But he didn't dare to throw away the wine because Zhou Youruo didn't give instructions.
Fortunately, he didn't take the wine, but others did. The women who took the wine were the women who fell in love with Ling Dabao just by looking at him.
Just when Mr. Yan was overjoyed, he saw the woman holding the wine, opened the flask, and then spit into it. Then, he handed it to another woman.
So, he vomited again. There were twenty-eight people in total, twenty-eight mouthfuls.
The beautiful thing is, in order for the young master to feel our sincere love from the heart, it will also allow him to understand us better.
Under Mr. Yan's horrified eyes, the women tied the wine bottles with ropes and threw them down.
Just as Mr. Yan was about to speak, he saw that the young man had already lifted the lid of the wine bottle, took a sip, and praised him.
“Good wine!”
The wine had been drunk, and Mr. Yan was in a dilemma.
It's not true if you say it, and it's not true if you don't say it. If you say it, you're afraid that the young man will be embarrassed. If you don't say it, you're afraid that the young man will drink all the wine later.
Mr. Yan held the wine and squinted his eyes to see those women preparing for the taste of love again, and the corners of his mouth twitched again.
"Miss Zhou just left a sword behind to frighten the man. Then she packed a large bag of dry food and went ashore alone, preparing to find the young master who taught her the way of swordsmanship."
"Miss Zhou has left. It's time for this master to come up. As for Zhou Zhiruo's safety, there should be no need to worry too much. Even if she goes to the old capital..."