Chapter 908: The short knife is out of the sheath, and the knife is cold
Although the two little girls were slender and had skin like congealed fat, Zhang Zhijie was disgusted by Yiye and Ziyi after just a few strokes, and then Zhang Zhijie was driven away by Yiye.
Although Zhang Zhijie touched his nose and was a little embarrassed, he was relieved to think that his two hands and two feet were not the opponents of Yiye and Ziyi's one hand, no, he was used to it.
Let's be a beautiful man quietly! Zhang Zhijie was blowing the breeze in his face, looking at this pleasant scenery, and there were two beauties behind him, what more could he ask for!
Zhang Zhijie was enjoying the feeling of being left behind and independent, and Ziyi smiled behind him: "Zhijie, you stand on the bow of the boat like this, be careful to plunge into the lake!" ”
Yiye said with a smile: "It's okay, Sister Zi and I are very water-based!" ”
Zhang Zhijie said with a smile: "I stand at the bow of the boat and have a feeling of walking against the wind, fluttering like a legacy and independent!" ”
Ziyi snorted and laughed when he heard this: "Could it be that Lord Admiral still has Yaxing who wrote a poem?" She and Yiye knew that Zhang Zhijie really didn't have much literary talent, so they made fun of him here.
Zhang Zhijie blushed a little when he heard this, as a traverser, he couldn't even plagiarize poetry, he was indeed a little embarrassed, but he really didn't have any ink in his stomach.
Zhang Zhijie's eyes rolled and he smiled: "It's so boring to compose poems, Bendu suddenly wants to sing a song!" ”
As soon as these words came out, Ziyi and Yiye suddenly opened their mouths slightly, which was more shocking than Zhang Zhijie's sudden poem! Zhang Zhijie is a little marquis, an important minister of the imperial court, a general of the Liangping Rebellion, a high and powerful position, Zhang Zhijie actually wants to sing?
It's so new! For Yiye and Ziyi, this is much more interesting than Fu Shiyi!
Yiye immediately clapped his hands excitedly and smiled: "Okay! All right! ”
Ziyi also pursed his lips and grinned: "The manly man is the talker, you can't regret it!" ”
When Zhang Zhijie heard this, he immediately opened his posture, stretched his right hand to the sky at 45 degrees to start his performance, and saw Zhang Zhijie singing affectionately: "The beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the sky in March, the spring rain is like wine, and the willows are like smoke." ”
Although Zhang Zhijie gave birth to a good skin, he gave birth to a voice with incomplete five tones, and I saw Zhang Zhijie dancing with his hands, and his incomplete singing voice immediately sang.
At this time, Magnolia's boat was quite far away, only one boat was quite close to them, and there was only a thin middle-aged man on the boat, anyway, Zhang Zhijie didn't know him, Zhang Zhijie rarely left his burden and sang quite devotedly.
However, Zhang Zhijie is invested in singing, but this song is not in line with this era, and Zhang Zhijie is incomplete in five notes. Therefore, Zhang Zhijie's singing is very ugly, and with Zhang Zhijie's dancing appearance, it looks very funny.
With just one sentence, Yiye and Ziyi almost burst out laughing, but they still held back, if they interrupted, they wouldn't be able to hear it, and they would never see such a fun Zhang Zhijie again! It's so cute, the two of them are holding back so hard that they don't let themselves laugh, and their little faces are red and bright.
But Zhang Zhijie feels good about himself, and his songs that cross time and space must have amazed them and amazed time.
So Zhang Zhijie was immersed in his own singing and continued to sing: "There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but it is difficult to hold hands on the other side, ten years of repair can be crossed in the same boat, and a hundred years of cultivation can sleep together, if it is a thousand years, there is creation, and the white head is concentric in front of you." ”
Listening to Zhang Zhijie continue to sing, Yiye and Ziyi couldn't laugh anymore, both pairs of eyes were red, ten years of cultivation to cross the same boat, a hundred years of cultivation to sleep together, the white head was concentric in front of them, these words surrounded their ears, making them stupid.
This is simply singing their own hearts, watching Zhang Zhijie dancing and singing, the singing is still very ugly, but listening to it is another taste in their hearts, which represents Zhang Zhijie's mind!
This is even more beautiful than the best love words in the world, and Yiye and Ziyi were suddenly moved. Both of them had wet eyes, Zhang Zhijie, a big man who stood up to the sky, sang for them in front of them like a clumsy play, how could they not be infatuated and moved?
After Zhang Zhijie finished singing, he looked at Yiye and Ziyi, whose eyes were a little red, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, this song that traveled through time and space was really powerful, and the two Yiye and Ziyi were moved.
Zhang Zhijie smiled triumphantly: "How is it?" Is Ben Dou singing well? ”
Although I was moved by Zhang Zhijie, I liked the artistic conception in the lyrics very much, but if I want to say how Zhang Zhijie sang, it was really a mess, Yiye and Ziyi couldn't help but purse their lips with red eyes and chuckle.
Just when the three of them were immersed in sweetness, they didn't notice that the light boat next to them was getting closer and closer. I saw that the emaciated man on the boat squinted slightly and glanced at the three people who were immersed in the deep love on the boat, raised his eyebrows slightly, and the clothes on his body fell on the boat, revealing the short knife on his waist.
The short knife was out of the sheath, the knife was cold, and the emaciated man was on tiptoe, and the person had already swept towards Zhang Zhijie like lightning. It's a pity that Zhang Zhijie at this time is still unconscious, and Yiye and Ziyi also ignore the surroundings because they were moved by Zhang Zhijie.
On the contrary, Bai Yulan, who has been following in the distance, has already discovered that something is wrong, but it is already a little beyond the reach of the whip, and they can't help but regret Bai Yulan at this time.
At this moment of crisis, the corner of Ziyi's eyes, which had been immersed in deep affection, was suddenly flickered by the reflection on the short knife, and Ziyi, who had a sweet smile on his face, instantly changed color, from a charming little girl to a fierce female leopard.
I saw a heavy blow in purple, and the person had already pounced on Zhang Zhijie in the air, and a dagger with cold light had already appeared in his hand, which frightened Zhang Zhijie.
Zhang Zhijie wouldn't think that Ziyi wanted to harm himself, if Ziyi wanted to harm himself, then he didn't know how many times he had died. Zhang Zhijie understood in an instant that there was an assassin.
Zhang Zhijie suddenly turned his head, and a little bright knife light immediately appeared in his pupils, the knife intent was refreshing, and Zhang Zhijie was directly wooden! Although he has always been diligent in practicing boxing, he didn't have the slightest idea when he encountered such a master's full force.
The light of the knife gradually expanded in his pupils, and at this time, Zhang Zhijie suddenly felt that his body was light, and the person had already flown towards the end of the boat, and the purple-clothed hair swept through the tip of his nose, leaving a familiar fragrance.
"Yiye, protect the Zhijie!" As soon as Ziyi finished shouting, the short knife had already slashed over with Sen Han's knife intent, the two blades intersected, and Ziyi's body shook back two steps.
(End of chapter)