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"Purple girl arrangement, can you please satisfy me?"

After walking to Li Sandao's position a few steps, Zi Nu knelt across from her and said with a smile.

When the slender waist twists, it is like a weak willow to support the wind, which can easily make people feel pity.

"Haha, then Li San thanked Miss Zi.

However, the girl came and disturbed the three Tingqins. I wonder how can I compensate me for the pleasant sound of the fairy sound?"

When Li Sandao heard this, he smiled and joked, saying that he didn't mind, and he also brought the relationship closer.

"Sir, joking, if the teacher wants to listen to Bai Shuang playing the piano at any time, how can he be short of time?"

Seeing Li Sandao’s humor, Zi Nu naturally let go a lot and smiled and joked with him.

When seeing Zi Nu smiled, she lightly covered the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, Li Sandao showed a unique smile.

"Miss Purple Girl, I wonder if anyone has told you that your purple hair and purple eyes are very beautiful."

Li Sandao asked with a smile after picking up the fruit on the table.

"Yeah! No.

Mr. Li is the first person to praise me!”

"Is that true? I have to say that you Xinzheng people really have no vision.

If it were a beautiful girl like Purple Girl, I would definitely snatch you home.”

Li Sandao's words made Zi Nu stunned at first, and then she couldn't help but laugh.

Not long after, Bai Shuang came over with two pots of wine and knelt down next to Li Sandao and poured him a bottle.

Li Sandao took the wine bottle handed over by Bai Shuang and took a sip. It was pure fragrance when he swallowed it, and it was warm and not spicy.

"Not bad, even if it is softer, it will not lose its smell of alcohol. Is this the serious wine?"

Putting down the wine bottle, Li Sandao then sighed.

Thinking of the bottles of North Star Erguotou in his dark space, Li Sandao sighed.

Compared with Erguotou, Baishuang is naturally not considered a strong wine.

But compared to Erguotou, it is more memorable.

Seeing that Bai Shuang was about to pour wine for herself again, Li Sandao reached out to interrupt her pouring wine.

"Miss Purple Girl, if it's convenient, can I let Miss Baishuang play a song for me alone?"

After interrupting Bai Shuang's movement, Li Sandao looked at Zi Nu and asked with a smile.

As soon as Li Sandao said that, not to mention the Zi Nu who was interested in looking at him drinking, even Bai Shuang was stunned.

This Mr. Li is really interesting. He just praised his purple hair and beautiful purple eyes. Why did he start to drive people in a blink of an eye?

Now Zi Juzhen wants to ask him, don’t you know whose territory Zi Lanxuan is?

The guest drove the owner away, but he was embarrassed to speak.

"Sorry, it's wrong to bother Mr. Qin Yaxing, it's Zinn. Zinnn is here to accompany Mr. Li!"

While speaking, Zi Nu filled a glass of wine and drank it herself. Then she nodded to Li Sandao and left with a smile.

Although she was laughing, Li Sandao seemed to be able to see a grievance in her face.

Just as he turned around, the grievance on Zi Nu's face had disappeared, and all that was left was peace, as calm as abyss.

On Li Sandao's side, after Zi Nu left, the sound of Bai Shuang's piano finally rang out slowly. Li Sandao closed his eyes slightly, held the wine bottle in one hand, and gently used his fingers to cater to the piano on the table, looking so freehand.

Li Sandao was relaxed, but the purple girl looked solemn at this moment.

"Did you see clearly?"

In a room with completely different decorations, the purple girl was sitting opposite a young man with short white hair. This sentence came from the white-haired youth.

"Well! Although it has not been unsheathed, it can be judged from the sword jaw and the hilt, and it is probably 18 or 19 to be sure that it is the Sun-Sword among the Eight Swords of Yue Tortoise."

As he said, the purple girl frowned slightly and her tone was full of worry.

Anyone who truly understands it knows that the Eight Swords of Yue is the symbol of the killer of Luowang Tianzi.

People are famous for their swords, and swords are passed down by their swords.

A man can die, but a sword cannot be thrown away.

Now that the Annunciation Sword appears in his hands, Zi Nu naturally knows that the trouble is coming.

Whether Li Sandao is Yan Ri or he kills Yan Ri, as long as he comes to Zi Lan Xuan, it will be trouble for Zi Lan Xuan.

"Don't worry, he's not hiding the sun."

Seeing that Zi Nu seemed very worried, Wei Zhuang suddenly said coldly.

"Oh? How do you tell that he is not a blind spot?"

When Zi Nu heard this, she didn't doubt Wei Zhuang's judgment, but was just curious about how he got the answer.

"Although his aura is violent and cold, it is not sharp, and his posture of holding a sword proves that he is not a swordsman."

Although Wei Zhuang didn't talk much, every word was at the critical point.

Looking back a few years ago, Hei Bai Xuan Jian, the killer of the word "Tian" a few years ago, Wei Zhuang was quite curious about Li Sandao's strength.

He is also a killer of the Tian character. Even if he has never fought, Wei Zhuang can roughly guess the strength of Yan Ri.

But even so, the Sun Jian Jian was still in Li Sandao's hands.

"Even if he is not Yan Ri, as long as Yan Ri sword is in his hand, the net will come sooner or later.

What's more, Mr. Li was wandering around with the Sun-Strike Sword, and there was no intention of hiding it at all."

When Zi Nu remembered that she was driven out by Li Sandao, she felt so angry that she was itchy.

After so long her debut, her purple girl was invited out of the room by a man for the first time, so her guess about Li Sandao can be said to be full of maliciousness.

"You don't have to pay attention to him.

He is very strong and we don’t need to intervene.”

Although Zi Nu's analysis made sense, Wei Zhuang's intuition as a swordsman told him that Li Sandao was very strong, unexpectedly strong.

After chatting with Zi Nu for a while, Li Sandao, Wei Zhuang finally changed the topic.

"The spy returns, the ninth prince Han Fei has set out from Qi to oppose South Korea.

According to the time, the Ninth Young Master will return to Xinzheng in a few days.”

"Master Weizhuang, do you really want to press your hope on Mr. Han Fei?"

Not to mention that Zi Nu couldn't figure out Wei Zhuang's choice, even his master Gui Guzi could not figure out.

Wei Zhuang is different from his senior brother Gai Nie. Gai Nie has some idealizations in his thoughts.

But Weizhuang is different, he is a very realistic person.

But such a realistic person chooses the most difficult thing to support South Korea, and it is the ninth son of South Korea who is the least favored by the King of Korea, which makes Zi Nu wonder.

"No, I want to see if he is qualified to work with me."

After picking up the wine bottle and taking a sip, Wei Zhuang said coldly.

That posture of a boss of heaven and a man of earth is worthy of being the entire world of heaven and being regarded by netizens as the king of pretentiousness.

If Li Sandao saw it, he would probably not be able to help but complain.

Both the descendants of Guigu, Su Qin and Zhang Yi in politics, Sun Bin and Pang Juan in the army, all achieved great achievements.

Only Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang are really weird. They didn’t see the technique of swaying and striking, and their swordsmanship was so brilliant.

One becomes a bodyguard, the other becomes a killer.

If Guiguzi knew, he would probably be able to crawl out of the grave and give them a sword.

I call you a hundred-step flying sword, I call you to travel across all directions.

Guigu has arrived in their generation, and has changed from a talent training center for Wang Zuo to a thug college. What a sad thing!
Chapter completed!