The long song was celebrated, and all the people on the boat were gathered at this time.

This big ship, which had been in Luoshui for more than a thousand years, finally waited for the person who was holding the penny to stand on the stern of the boat and move again.

Even though they were walking through the mist, people who had never seen a big boat moving were still happy, leaning on the side of the boat to see the white lines of the water and the crabs swimming.

But at this time, there was still a woman trembling, kneeling seriously at the feet of her adult, her small mouth kept open, telling about the events of the previous days.

Cao Yizhi likes the water vapor that comes to his nose, and he also loves the breeze that hangs on his ears, and he has no time to listen to the woman's story.

What's more, what the woman said was not anything interesting, but it was just some grumbling about reproach.

However, the more the woman spoke, the more excited she became, not knowing that she was blaming her adult bosom friend and the boatman who was supporting the boat.

"Alright. Cao Yizhi felt that his day's leisure and elegance were going to be disturbed by this chattering woman, frowned, and stopped him.

"My lord, my subordinates have not won the fairy sword this time, and I ask you to punish him. "The woman kneeling in front of Cao Yizhi and talking is the person in the painting, Jiang Sisi.

Punish?

Punish you for being taller at night?

Cao Yi folded his brows, the evil thoughts in his heart flashed, and the corners of his mouth hooked a beautiful arc.

However, nothing can be said in the heart.

Cao Yizhi pursed his lips helplessly and said, "Don't mention this matter, get up, don't kneel, and watch the wind with me." ”

Jiang Sisi got up obediently, but unexpectedly, the man in front of her directly hugged her with a big hand, took her into his arms, put one hand on her lower abdomen, and rested the woman on his lap.

Jiang Sisi's face suddenly turned red, her eyes dodged, and she was vigilant all around.

It is definitely not that there is no one around at the moment, the woman's little heart gradually relaxed, and said secretly, fortunately, no one is looking at them.

"Isn't the young master you chose for us too child's play?"

After a long time, the long song shook left, Li Qingyue raised her eyebrows, and asked the sloppy man at the stern who was quiet and contemplative, and closed his eyes to support the boat.

He was a long-winded man who sang long songs, and the clothes on his body seemed to have been worn for thousands of years, and they were in tatters.

"I'm not the one I chose for you, I'm here to be happy with long songs. The man with closed eyes opened his eyes and replied.

He changed his posture and chose a new direction for the ship.

The current was perpendicular to the direction of the ship, and it seemed that he wanted to come to shore.

Everyone couldn't help but ponder, Changge Danghuan is such a big ship, how can there be a ferry by the Luoshui to moor?

"He's a nice boy, but he's nowhere near as good as his two brothers, and I don't understand why you chose him?"

Changge shook left and Li Qingyue even felt that with that kid's heart and character, he would not be able to live the day when he could refine the penny.

Even if that kid's pure broken martial arts cultivation is good, his sword skills are also quite good.

"Do you think you're better than me and have better vision than me?" said the boatman, smiling slightly.

"That's not exactly. Li Qingyue flicked her robe, stood against the wind, and said unconvinced.

Li Qingyue, who had an immortal temperament, thought to herself, I will look down on your eyes if you live like this.

"In the world, at any time, only a person like me can enjoy a little spaciousness in the bustling flow of people. In the future, so will that little one. The person holding the boat seemed to have seen all the years to come, and said confidently.

"If you wash it cleanly, the spaciousness will be gone. After watching the water for a long time, the white-faced man who was clear of the waves said something.

One sentence provoked Li Qingyue to applaud.

"Hear me, your spaciousness is smoky. Li Qingyue suddenly laughed, and suddenly found that this extremely feminine man had quietly become a lot more eye-catching.

The person who spoke was the most famous killer in Changge Danghuan, and the world was known as a bloody scholar.

He took on the most missions and killed the most, but unlike the other Assassins, he didn't care about being known.

In broad daylight, he has always been straightforward, and whoever he wants, he will go to whoever he wants to ask that person for it.

Anyway, the whole world knows that there will be traitors in the Qi Gate.

And he is the traitor.

His name is Coffee Table, because he thinks that in this world, if anyone has a home, he cannot be missing.

On weekdays, the coffee table is dressed in white, and generally the white clothes turn red after killing people in the end.

The red clothes are wide and wide, the pink and white face, the red eyebrows and the lips are bloody, which together make up his appearance.

The bloody scholar is him.

"Are you a coffee table?" asked the man holding the boat.

"I am. The white-faced scholar bowed his head slightly.

"Red eyebrows are enough, and some rouge is smeared on your lips all day long, are you going to be a woman, or are you not going to kiss women anymore? The sloppy man was heartbroken, and he didn't know whether it was true or false.

Fortunately, the white-faced scholar had a thick enough powder on his face, and his face was red and white for a while, and no one noticed it.

The man turned his face and listened to the ill-intentioned people behind him laugh softly, and the master who sang and sang in his heart was really a stingy person.

"Are you a guest?" asked the middle-aged Taoist priest who had been standing on the side of the boat like a zombie since boarding the ship.

"The Taoist procrastinates, and the guests are not free. The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his head and raised his eyebrows, as if he hadn't woken up yet, and repeated what he would say only when he killed, which was an answer.

The Taoist priest used to be the one at the helm of one force, but he was in the way of the eyes of the greater force and was destroyed.

After joining Changge as a joy, he lived up to his name and had a lot of fun.

"The person in the painting, Jiang Sisi?"

"Uh-huh. The woman on Cao Yizhen's body nodded happily and smiled happily.

She used to be a mortal, and all the people in her family starved to death, and she was fortunate to be a concubine for ten days by a wealthy gentleman.

Later, Hao Shen was too excited on the wedding night and died violently.

Cao Yizhi passed by and fished out her from the river who was forced to accompany the burial of Shen Jiang.

"Smiling monk, Huaduo?" the man nodded, and turned to the fat monk who had been smiling.

"It's the poor monk. ”

The fat monk with kind eyebrows has not blinked for two hundred years.

His eyes were like Buddha's kind, squinting or closing, and he never blinked.

Hua Duo used to be a well-known non-angry monk in the Wind and Snow Temple.

Later, a trivial incident occurred, he was so angry that he committed the murder ring and was expelled from Fengxue Nunnery.

At that time, the old monk who drove him out was his master, called Pushan.

In the world of Mohai, the old monk has an honorific title: the good Buddha in the world.

"You are all guilty of murder, and you are unwilling, so I chose you. Only the two people who sway left and right when they are happy with the long song are the chosen ones and the candidates, so that they can fulfill each other. ”

The man who held the boat continued, "The last time the person who took the seat of the two of you was four thousand years ago, he wielded a knife and a gun. ”

When everyone heard this, their colors suddenly changed.

In this way, isn't he already living for more than 4,000 years?