Show your flaws, just show your flaws, it doesn't matter if you make it clear - it's not right or wrong, self-promotion has destroyed the Black Shirt Society, and it doesn't scare that guy silly? Wuyi Young Hero, where can I put my face? Forget it, people are afraid of being famous. Pigs are afraid of being strong, and everyone in the world knows that I am a bad guy, and it is not fun to travel around the world. It is better to push Gong and the Emei Sword Sect - well, the Emei Sword Sect is more credible to push Gong. Anyway, I am the supreme one, and the credit goes to others. As for that boy Yun Jian, let’s fool him first!
I felt very happy. I had avenged myself during this trip, and I roughly understood my life experience. I had no reason to feel unhappy. I felt great, very happy, and as happy as I wanted. I held Ling'er's hand, or faced each other. One person walks and the other retreats, pointing east and west, admiring the scenery of Emei.
Outside the mountain, there are green peaks and peaks with different postures. They are like boats floating in the vast sea, rooted in the deepest layer of the earth.
The seventy-two peaks of Emei are covered with low clouds and fog, forming a sea of clouds. The peaks are high and the clouds are low, as if many islands are emerging from the sea. Clouds and fog surround them, disappearing and appearing. It is like a fairyland in the Buddhist land. It can be said that "the sky is covered with clouds and welcomes you" When the sun rises, the peaks and clouds float on the sea." Looking back at Lingxu Cave, the sun shines, the golden color is brilliant, and the golden dome is well-deserved. In the distance, there is the faint sound of water, like a waterfall...
After crossing the vine bridge and the wooden bridge, you can see the clouds and wild cranes roaming freely. The mountains and flowers are blooming from a close distance, and the white flowers are also graceful from a distance.
Jump as much as you want, jump as much as you want. If you want to play low, you can do eighteen flips on the ground. If you want to play high, just fly and glide. Han Shaer boasted: "Does it look like a roc spreading its wings?" Ling'er teased him "Well, sir, you are so awesome, you can fly much further than a rooster!" Han Shaer pretended to be annoyed and said angrily: "Mr., I am an eagle, I will catch your little hen and eat it!" Ling'er giggled. Hide: "You haven't eaten meat for two days, are you hungry? My meat is very expensive." Sometimes he laughs, sometimes he fights, and he is overjoyed.
This kind of indulgence, this kind of wildness, this kind of selflessness, this kind of relaxation, Han Shaer has not seen for a long time. When he was still in school, he often jumped up and down with Huohuo, the little fat man, peeling off tiles and stealing melons... Since falling off the cliff, I have never been so happy, never so heartless.
Suddenly I heard: "The green mountains are fluttering and the water is misty, and the Emei grass is standing in autumn. The clouds are steaming and the clouds are brighter than the moonlit night. Where can a beautiful woman not play the flute?" Then the flute sounded - needless to say, it must be that boy Yun Jian, the flute sound, The song has almost become a label.
Han Shaer looked at Ling'er, and thought about it, asking her to squeeze some grass juice, mix some soil, and apply on her face. Ling'er came closer and stared at it, and said in a funny way: "Foolish husband, are you afraid that Ling'er will be seduced away? Are you? Aren't you super confident? What kind of thing can make you feel in danger? It looks like chicken intestines!" Han Shaer was indeed not magnanimous enough and said forcefully: "Your husband and I cherish our own things. We are not afraid of thieves stealing, but we are afraid that thieves will miss you." Ling'er was displeased: "I'm a broken broom, it's up to whoever cares." Han Shaer said sarcastically: "I can't bear to leave you." Ling'er smiled and obeyed.
The sound of the flute was getting closer, and the two of them deliberately turned a deaf ear, talking and laughing, and walked forward in a swagger.
"Brother, stay!" Yun Jian floated out of the forest as expected, "Where are your men and horses? Hey, who is she? I didn't see her when I went up the mountain!"
Han Shaer warned himself to hold on to his anger and pretended to be calm: "The black shirt will make Emei look round, and there will be no one left..."
"So, you are finished. A major cancer in the world has been removed? Emei is mighty!" The water beetle appeared.
Han Shaer smiled lightly and said: "You two want to pick up the slack, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed - this is my confidante, the little Taoist Priest of Emei."
"My confidante? The Taoist Priest?" Yun Jian was confused. Although he was a close disciple of the head of Wuyi, he was still one step away from the Taoist Priest. "Isn't the Taoist Priest of Emei Yuyanzi?" Emei was covered in black clothes.
He can kill so many people, even if the Taoist nun from Qunfang Pavilion is someone's confidante, it's fucking unreasonable!