The donkey was confused, turned around and walked back as if he was sorry for the donkey's face, so he had to move forward with his head sullenly. Li Luo didn't say anything, but Gu Lianglei's pupils condensed slightly and he took a breath secretly. She knew that Li Luo
His martial arts skills are not weak, and he is not bad when compared with her. But he is good at building momentum and using moves to win. In his words, those who were stronger than him in martial arts in the world could also be frightened. When it comes to the foundation, Nachuan Dafa
The inner family's zhenqi that has been gathered together seems to have fallen into the devil's way. Although it is strong, its purity is far inferior to that of Gu Liang's tearful heart. Even after the Bingxin Jue has been sorted out, it is still not as good as it is. In this regard, interacting with him
Many masters who have fought against him know this, and he has never shied away from impure internal energy. For example, he has always been jealous of Gu Lianglei's Jade Hand Commander, who insists on practicing the Frightening Finger.
Although Gu Lianglei rarely sparred with him, she had extraordinary vision. She could see his true and false realms before, but since she came back from Shiwan Mountain, she could no longer see clearly. Today he teased the donkey.
, it seems that there is nothing surprising when you say it, but it is a bit boring, but only when you reach her level can you understand the mystery. Just now, he could make the donkey walk a completely different path without making a move, using the domain of the peak martial arts realm,
But to be able to do it so easily and tepidly, she couldn't do it. I'm afraid there is only one person in this world who can do it.
After seeing Li Luo display his domain, Gu Lianglei couldn't help but wonder whether the end of the martial arts journey would be more than just a domain, and would there be other realms after the domain? Outside the mountains, the Qingshan Tower, maybe he was in the Secret Realm of Skyfire.
have been touched.
Stingy! You hide it and don't tell me if you see it, for fear that you won't be able to beat me again! Gu Liang wrinkled his beautiful nose in tears and secretly slandered.
The snow is heavier than before, and the snowflakes have spread out a little, and are a little lighter. They can at least dance in the air. They are not like tiny grains of salt like they were in the early morning, falling from mid-air to the ground without any beauty. The snowflakes have also changed.
As the weather gets bigger, the flower boats on the river bank begin to appear and disappear behind the willow branches covered with white silk and the flying snow in the sky.
Snowy days like this are just like when the temperature changes suddenly, and people are the most intolerant of the cold. On a ship, it is no better than on land, and it is inconvenient to light a fire to keep warm. These women can really endure this hardship. Li Luo did not say that she still thinks that these are the spring rivers under the moon
The daughter's parents have lived on the flower boat for many years, which is naturally surprising. In any case, most of these people are just ordinary people, and there are not many who have martial arts. It is not Donghai Congfu and her sons who are engaged in the sea, who can be at the forefront.
Sleeping on the waves is as normal as breathing. If it were a normal person, it would be rocking back and forth like this. Not to mention eating and sleeping, it would be difficult to stand still.
Gu Lianglei felt quite emotional, it is true that not just anyone can be the water fairy on the Spring River under the Moon. Such days may sound nice to say, but it is indeed difficult to live them.
Not far away is the Yuexiachunjiang River. The boat is very close, and you can smell the faint scent of rouge in the wind and snow. It is said that there is a kind of fish in the river water near the Yuexiachunjiang River. After being steamed, it has a different aroma from other fish.
, some people who have eaten it said that it smells like rouge and spices from my daughter’s house, and there are also some lewd and lewd things that say it smells like milk. Fish is very uncommon, and one fish often costs two taels of silver, and the good ones are even more expensive, Li Luo
I have never eaten it, but Zhang Zeliu has eaten it several times. According to him, the fish is really fragrant, the meat is fresh and tender, and it is indeed a bit interesting. As for the appearance of the fish, it is not clear after it is cooked. It seems to be similar to ordinary carp and crucian carp.
Not much different.
Li Luo didn't say anything after hearing this. Maybe the fish in the water was contaminated by the water that the girl on the boat poured into the river after washing. It had a little bit of powdery smell, but it was nothing. At most, it was just a drink from the girl's house.
It's just bath water. The speaker didn't mean it, and the listener doesn't know whether it was intentional or not. But since then, Zhang Zeliu has never eaten sweetfish from Yuexia Chunjiang, even if he didn't have to pay for it.
This was all before getting married. After getting married, Zhang Zeliu came to Yuexiachunjiang less often. He would occasionally steal things, but he never dared to spend the night on the boat.
Li Luo came less often, and later went back to Zhuocheng once or twice. When he went back again, the whole Yuexia Chunjiang River was shocked. There were people in front and behind to greet him. On the contrary, it lost the fun of sneaking away when he was a boy, and even worse.
The person is a bit boring. With his current status, he is the master of three ships on the Yuechun River. When he sees him, he can only kneel down and worship him, unlike when he was a young man who wanted to see Rou Yue but couldn't.
He heard that there were several oirans in the Spring River under the Moon after Rou Yue. He had seen Miaoyin, and her appearance was not inferior to that of Rou Yue. Perhaps because of preconceptions, he always felt that after Rou Yue, there would be no oiran in the Spring River under the Moon, even though she was not as beautiful.
It's not that good, I always feel like something is missing.
In the past, I could always hear Zhang Zeliu yelling that Zhuo Cheng lacked sentiment, and he still despised him for moaning for no reason. Now that he thought about it, could it be that this bastard was right? Could it be that he really lacked some of this useless thing called sentiment?
No matter what is missing or what has changed, Spring River Under the Moon will never be able to return to its original appearance.
The flower boats were lined up one after another, covering half of the river, adding a different kind of scenery to Suoshui. Gu Lianglei got out of the carriage and looked at the boats parked on the river not far away with interest.
.Reflected under the snow, these ships appear more and more colorful. In the hazy atmosphere, there is indeed a bit of fairy spirit, and the water fairy is well-deserved.
At this moment, a low and suppressed cry suddenly came from the roadside. It was a woman. Gu Liang was startled by tears and looked at Li Luo in surprise. Li Luo looked up at her, blinked and said: "This
Crying..."
Crying is common and often heard. Almost everyone cries and has made others cry.
There are many kinds of crying.
The sad sound is like the sound of water or silk and bamboo, making it whimper.
The sound is loud and bright, usually for crying out to others, called crying.
Crying incessantly is called sobbing.
The sound is small, and the listener can make a sympathetic cry, which is called You Yan. It is difficult for ordinary people to cry out the Youyan cry. It requires skill and practice, and the one who can break the heartstrings is the best. Li Luo knows that to
How can crying be the most touching thing? There may not be one in the teaching workshop, but there was indeed a trick like this taught in Yuhua Pavilion back then.
Ordinary people, when something happens and their hearts are hurt, just burst into tears.
Crying does not necessarily have to be sound, and crying with sound is not necessarily the saddest. Compared with the joyful venting of pain, the kind of crying that suppresses emotions is the most heartbreaking.
Walking on the road, you may meet someone with tears streaming down his face, but silently, as if he is crying with his whole life. Open the clothes on your chest and let the wind blow on your face and chest; let the muddy tears gush out.
From the eye sockets, along the cheeks on both sides, it flows unbridled into the neck and onto the chest.