Chapter 271: Ning girl, sorry.

Chen Pingan did not wait for Ning Yao to finish his words. He said that he was so angry that he said that you would wait for a while, then Chen Pingan turned his head and took off the sword and secretly drank the wine.
Ning Yao is a little confused.
Is this guy, what can't do anything about himself? For example, from Tianzhu Road, Zhuzhudong, rushing over the mountain, owing a debt, are they recorded on her head?
For example, he lost the Lushan boxing spectrum early, and only trained a few thousand punches, he felt that there was no interest in practicing boxing. So now he has a sword and started to practice the sword. Finally, he practiced the boxing and practicing the sword.
Or Chen Ping’s swaying rivers and lakes, silly people have stupid blessings, surrounded by a large circle of confidante confidantes, now waiting for him in the inn?
Ning Yao wants to think east, think south and think north.
I haven't thought about whether Chen Ping was throwing the sword that he had cast.
How is this possible? Thousands of mountains and waters, spring, summer, autumn and winter, he will certainly send the sword.
After drinking the wine, Chen Pingan suddenly stood up and walked down the steps, facing Ning Yao, behind Ning Yao is a Jing Jiang Pavilion, as if it is the eternal spirit of the Jiancheng Great Wall, and there is that 茱萸 and quiet Chen Ping was squatting at the wall and thought of a lot of messy things. For example, in the poems written in the book, there are fewer people in the book, there are only one person sitting in the quiet, there are Aliang and the word, there are those in the pool. More historic lettering, Chen Pingan even thought about the first reunion between the two, not so stupid sitting on the hanging mountain steps, and then saw her.
Ning Yao sat on the steps with a squat, leaning back and elbows against the steps of the high place. Her eyes narrowed and her eyes became more and more sleek.
After Chen Ping’s seeing this scene, he couldn’t say a word. He turned his head and drank his mouth.
Chen Pingan just spoke.
Ning Yao suddenly picked up his eyebrows and sat up straight, asking: "Chen Ping, when did you become a drunkard?!"
Those who have been brave enough to courage, like climbing to climb to the mouth of the mouth, one by one scared back to the stomach, as if the cliff died, one by one fell into pieces.
Chen Pingan lamented, kneeling on the ground, silent, shaking his head with both hands.
Ning Yao stood up and smiled and said: "Chen Ping, you seem to grow taller?"
Chen Pingan suddenly got up and reached out and gestured to Ning Yao not to go down the first-level steps. "Ning girl, you wait for me to finish this sentence!"
The teenager raised his head high, raised his chest, tightened the jug, and looked at the girl wearing a dark green robe.
Ning Yao blinked his eyes and couldn’t seem to guess what medicine was sold in Chen’s gourd.
Chen Pingan said: "Ning girl..."
He shook his head and changed his name. "Ning Yao, I like you."
Ning Yao sat back on the steps. "You have the ability to say something louder."
Chen Pingan shouted and shouted, "Ning Yao! I like you!"
Ning Yao asked: "Who are you?"
Chen Pingan’s smiling face is splendid, and there’s no more sternness, and he’s arrogant and dry:
Da Long Longquan Chen Pingan!

Although Chen Pingan also knows that after sending the sword to Ning girl, and then getting along with him for a while, it is best to see Ning girl’s native hometown and her friend in the Jianqi Great Wall. When is the time to decide whether or not to say it, it is the most The safe and worst result is that Ning Yao doesn't like him, but maybe he can be a friend.
However, Chen Ping is not willing to do this.
Ning Yao stood up again, she looked strange, and asked Chen Pingan, "I like a person, so great?"
Chen Pingan was confused and did not know how to answer.
After being confessed, the girl in the world will ask such a question?
Chen Pingan couldn't help but confess some of the masters of the old swords of Songshui and the old masters of Guihua Island, a crow's mouth, and a life and death would not pass on the experience of the rivers and lakes.
Ning Yao stepped down the steps and came to Chen Ping’s front and extended a hand.
Get it.

Chen Pingan snorted, untied the knot, took off the raft behind him, and took out the sword that the sage had cast and handed it to the girl in front of him.
After Ning Yao took over the long sword, he did not pull out the sword and looked at the edge. He hung it on the right side of the waist. She went straight ahead and passed away with Chen Pingan.
When Chen Pingan suddenly turned his head and looked around, she only saw her raise an arm and waved her hand.
Chen Ping’s lips were fretting, but he couldn’t say anything because all the strength and courage were used in the previous sentence.
He has been reluctant to turn his head for a long time and is unwilling to take his eyes off.
As she went further and further, her figure gradually disappeared into the night.
Chen Pingan turned his head and walked to the position where he was sitting. He began to smash the chanting and said words that were too late to speak.
Ning girl, how are you doing recently?
Ning girl, I am going out, seeing a lot of interesting things, telling you to listen?
Ning girl, you must not think about it. I promised you to practice boxing a million times. Now I only have 20,000 punches.
Ning girl, do you know that when you were laughing at the mud house, you will feel that you are the richest person in the world.
Ning Yao, I saw Aliang, but Mr. Qi left.
Ning Yao, I have been to Huang Tingguo, Daxie, Caiyiguo, Jiashuiguo, Laolongcheng, and have been to many places. I have seen a lot of girls, but they are not as good as you.
Ning girl, you used to ask me if I like you or not. I said no, you don't seem to be unhappy, but now I like you so much, you don't seem very happy, sorry.
Ning girl, I am very happy to meet you.

On the white jade square at the foot of Lonely Mountain, the little boy wearing a fishtail crown continues to sit on the futon and turn over the book. These days are the important fasting days of the Qing Dynasty, and the hanging mountains have never been self-sufficient in the world, so they lead to Jianqi. This gate of the Great Wall will only be reopened when the next generation is over, otherwise it is one of the most lively areas of the hanging mountain.
Because it is only passing people, but the goods.
The real transit hub is in the hillside of the hanging mountain.
In the vicinity of the eight ferry crossings, there is a sloping road leading to the mountain belly. In the early years, in order to build a new Dadukou in the mountain belly, is it necessary to ask for the world? The one who is in charge of the teacher, the two brothers and brothers have a dispute, and the big mountain king thinks that the general trend is the trend. Why do you not pay for so many incense money?
In addition to the janitor, the real identity is the little boy who hangs over the second place in the mountain. He feels that the groundbreaking of the hanging mountain, as long as it involves the body of the mountain, even if it is a trace, it is a disrespect for the master.
At that time, the two men couldn't argue with the answer. They did not hesitate to fight for it. Afterwards, they each ignited the Sanxiangxiang in Shangxianglou, and they were alarmed by the teacher who stayed in Tiantiantian all the year round. The master first returned to Baiyujing in the world, and then I personally issued a will, and the two brothers and brothers stopped, but after that, the little boy who had the power and hardly lost the brothers, no longer dealt with any overhanging affairs, all of them gave Datianjun I am guarding such a futon.
The sword-bearing man sitting on the pile of horses was sleeping all day long. At night, he was sober, his eyes were bright and bright, like a bright moon, looking at the lively smile, looking around, seemed to be waiting for someone.
Left and right, etc., did not wait until the expected person, he was a little impatient, jumped off the pile of horses, bypassed the mirror door, came to the side of the little boy, squatting, only the little boy was slow to turn the book.
Xiaodao Tong’s recent mood is very bad. Although he is a Taoist person in the Datianjun, he is close to the relationship between the three palms and Lu Shen. When he sees the maiden of the surname Lu, he is annoyed. The little girly voice is louder and more annoying. The brother Datianjun lost in a fight with people, but he was still annoyed.
How do you have so much trouble in the world?
I haven’t been swindled by the small palms to the downhill of the world. I stayed in the white jade, but I didn’t have so much trouble. I accompanied the Luzhang every day to walk on the railings of the top floor, waiting for the teacher to respect the sky. Returning to Bai Yujing to recuperate, occasionally lucky, but also encounter the ancestors of the ancestors who have been in trouble for a hundred years, the ancestors are a busy man, rarely appear in Bai Yujing, or travel in an unknown secret cloud to help stabilize the air transport and make it available. The caves where the monks lived in the monastic practice, or the Tianguan Road in the small lotus cave, of course, the Taoist lord certainly did not need to enlighten. The so-called view, according to his own teacher, is just watching other people's trails.
The little boy can't stand the sword man next to him. "In the final analysis, it's not a little girl. What's so good."
The sword-handed man smiled and said: "You don't understand, I am wearing a sin, and I am punished here. It is a little bit of interest."
Xiaodao Tong closed the book and grinned and said: "Hey, one door apart, in the vast world, there is also a big sword fairy in the immortal world, small interest? How small?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "It’s really nothing to chat with you guys."
The man added another sentence, "It’s still the pair next door, which is better than ours. This is not the case now."
The little boy has a bit of interest, "What are you gambling?"
The sword man asked tentatively: "Does the futon take me half to sit?"
The little children are not moving, sneer: "What do you think?"
The man is no longer entangled in this point, and continues: "The next door, Lao Yao, is talking to the sorcerer of the Sabre. Before returning to the Great Wall, before the gambling girl is dawn, is it alone or two people."
The little boy asked: "Can't you not return one?"
The sword-stricken man shook his head and looked into the distance. "She will definitely return to the Great Wall."
Xiaodao Tong asked: "Because of the glory of the two surnames of Ning and Yao?"
The man sighed and looked complicated.
The little boy's eyes lit up, and he waved his sleeves. After the two names in the heart of the Dongbaobozhou accent, there were two blue-colored symbols, which disappeared at the same time.
Holding a sword and a man, he smashed the two scorpions that were more than the blue smoke. He didn’t have a good air: "I don't want to see it, don't smell it."
Two symbols, a heavenly echo, a breeze, a former, can move quickly between heaven and earth, as long as a certain place to talk, involving the characters of the meditation of the characters, this symbol will begin to be effective, you can quietly Record the conversation. The latter facet, you can find the characters painted by Fu, and return a picture.
The ranks of the two are very high, and it is extremely difficult to draw. However, in the mountains, it belongs to the chicken ribs of the Taoist traits. Because the echoes are good, the breeze and the noodles are worth mentioning. In the case of the prohibition of the law, the place where the suffocation is strong will consume the symbol. Aura, such as hitting the house where the door sits, Wenwu Temple, Chenghuang Pavilion, and mass graves.
Even if the texture of the paper is good, the rebound that can be provoked is large, and the movement is too big. After being detected by the monk, it will naturally be regarded as a provocation. Following the clues, it is easy to find the person who has the symbol, and eventually cause disputes.
Therefore, the two symbols are only suitable for the wandering investigation of the "unable" place.
However, the Xiaodaotong is driving two roads on the home of the hanging mountain. Of course, there is no problem.
It was a pity that it was broken by the hanging mountain sword.
The sword man asked: "Do you not gamble?"
Xiaodao Tong is lacking, shook his head and said: "No gambling, you are such a bad gambler, the difference between gambling, can be ranked in the top three in the hanging mountain, I bet you, gambling lost, I will definitely give you something, bet If you win, you will definitely not get anything. You will bet on gambling and not bet."
The man’s state of mind is sorrowful.
I’ve never looked forward to it in my life. Even a gambler can’t rank first.

The little boy thinks of an interesting thing, smiles haha: "You are good, the two broken swords in the Jing Jiang Pavilion, you look back at yourself, the people passing by here, whether it is Jianqi Great Wall Still awe-inspiring in the world, who is not respectful to you? In their view, your living big sword fairy is a fragrant."
The sword-stricken man is not annoyed and laughs at himself: "So, I am here to watch the door, and there really should be no complaints."
The little boy put down the books, hugged his head with his hands, and looked up at the sky.
The man murmurs: "For the people of the city, after a hundred years from home, the hometown will almost become a hometown. For the martial arts, how can we count for a thousand years? Then we will go up for 10,000 years. What about criminals?"
The boy did not answer this question.
Can't answer.

The night of the hanging hills is deep, and on the other side of the gate, the sun is hanging high.
There are also two people sitting at the door of the town, or one of the Jiancheng Great Wall and the inverted mountain.
A gray-skinned old sword was corrected in Zhengda’s brightly tempered life sword, standing next to a middle-aged aunt who was hanging a knife.
Daogu frowned: "Ning's head went to the hanging hills privately, and it was out of order. When Datianjun was held accountable, I would tell the truth."
The old sword repaired nodded: "According to the truth, it is me."
A group of young girls are coming from afar, and they are the darlings of the great name of the Great Wall.
Although almost everyone is born in the world, it can be described as the pride of the sky, but in the recent battle, in less than three years, the child has been levied three times, and the friend has two fewer, one nickname The boy was killed in the battlefield south of the city. One was completed and returned to the Confucian school.
Junmei juvenile, two long swords hanging from the waist, one with a sheath, a book, a non-sheath, a name cloud.
A fat boy, born with a smile, but the most murderous, the waist of the sword purple.
A one-armed girl, carrying a big sword, the town is not fit.
A dark-faced boy with an ugly face and a scar, with a red dress.
The old sword repair saw the rabbit scorpion, did not have a good face, continue to refine the sword.
However, there is no point in the family of the Great Wall of the Jianqi. There are some sincere smiles and greetings to the children.
It is said that these guys are children, and they are only their sons and ages. In fact, each of them has a bright future and a high level of achievement in the future. Almost all the swords and the Great Wall can be seen. Especially when they went to the city, and then walked down the city to the battlefield in the south, they experienced a battle and killed them. In fact, they have won enough respect.
The Great Wall of Swords, no matter what your surname, needs to go to the battlefield.
Of course, there will be some differences. It is because the swordsman’s cultivation is the realm. The young girl’s sword repair in the poor portal can only accept the swordsman who is arranged by the Great Wall, and the children of the big family have to go out early. There will definitely be people who follow secretly. Most of them are not powerful in the past, but unless they are in a position to die, these people will not easily help.
To the north of the Great Wall of the Jianqi, this soil, one inch and one inch, is soaked in the sword that has been passed down from ancient times to generations.
To the south, one inch and one inch are infiltrated with the blood of ancestors.
This dials people's temperament, the fat man is entangled with the teacher's knife and aunt, imitating someone's swearing words, but the result is turned into a dead goose by the hanging mountain road, the one-armed girl stares hard at the old sword repair sword The technique is handsome, and the young boy looks unhappy. The dark boy looks at the door. Hearing that it is just another world, and there is only one sun and moon there, the scenery there is beautiful. The teenager can't imagine what it is like.
Junmei’s hands and hands continually patted the hilt, seemingly impatient, complaining:
If I see the guy, I’m afraid I can’t help but slash it, and you must stop me.

The fat man smiled and said: "Which stop, hacked and pulled down, when you are Ning Yao Yucheng into a meat sauce, suddenly there are two unsightly guys, not two birds. Rest assured, the scriptures and the two swords, I Will help you keep it."
After a joke, the fat boy is somewhat helpless. "About that guy, Ning Yao is not willing to say more. It’s just a few words from the past, the fool of the bead, the bad guy, the financial fan... How do I feel that if I have to choose Or is the nerd of the school more likable? The people have been fighting with us many times, and they have saved Dong Hechan once, and they are strong and worthy of Ning Yao."
The ugly boy squinted at the fat pier.
Where is the latter afraid, throwing a wink back.
Junmei’s boy asked:
Would it be that we thought more, and I would like Ning Yao’s temper, who can I like this life?

The one-armed girl seriously thought about it, and she cherished the words like gold. She said: "Difficult!"

In the middle of the night after hanging up the mountain, an imperial girl with a dark green robes and a pair of swords appeared in the vicinity of the foot of Lonely Mountain. She did not look at the sword and the little boy, and walked straight into the mirror.
In an instant, she came out of the mirror again, and when the sun was shining, she looked up and subconsciously narrowed her eyes.
Inside and outside the gate, the sword-bearing man and the fish-crowned boy, the gray-skinned old sword repairer and the teacher’s knife, looked at each other in unison.
As for the peers of the girls, the friends who are full of admiration and respect for her, are relieved and relieved, and feel that only Ning Yao returned to the Jiancheng Great Wall today, the weather is really good.
Walking and walking, the black-like Dong surnamed teenager turned his head and said: "Ning sister?"
Ning Yao sighed, speeded up and kept up with them.
Crossed them again.
The four people who laughed and laughed were silent.

Outside the Hanging Pavilion, Chen Pingan stood up and planned to return to the Inn.
Just after he got up, he found a couple of middle-aged men and women who came in a distance, dressed in elegant, plain and smiling, just glanced at him and looked at the Jingjiang Pavilion behind him.
Chen Pingan bowed his head and didn't like the wine gourd that had never been drunk. He was leaving.
The woman smiled softly: "We are visiting Jingjiang Pavilion for the first time. I heard that it is very big. Is there any excuses and arguments?"
Chen Pingan stopped and thought about it. He nodded. "Otherwise, will I take you around?"
After the men and women smiled, they nodded: "Okay."