Sitting on the snow-white felt, playing with the small medicine bottle in my hand.

Chu Tianman wanted to tell the last story of "Liang Zhu", and Zi Xiaosheng still owed him an answer. But thinking about it, he had already obtained some answers from Ying Xiuer.

He raised the small medicine bottle in his hand, and Chu Tian smiled and said, "For the sake of this medicine!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Chu Tian smelled his scent of fragrance. The cool air in his body did not drop at all, and it continued to flow in his body. The power of this small pill was beyond imagination and was a hundred times stronger than any pill that Chu Tian had taken.

After a moment of silence, Chu Tian looked up at the gradually lit sky and said slowly: "This story is when I met an old beggar on the roadside. He was thirsty. I gave him a bowl of water to help him, so he told me this story. Unfortunately, he was too anxious to drink water and choked to death by accident. So I only know this story in the world."

Zi Xiaosheng looked gloomy and stared at Chu Tian fiercely. His expression was clearly roaring silently at Chu Tian. Do you think I am an idiot? The same was true last time!

Aunt Feng emerged from somewhere, standing quietly behind Zi Xiaosheng, and staring at Chu Tian with a pair of wonderful eyes.

"This story, the dynasty, year, month, and location that happened cannot be verified." Chu Tian shook his head slowly and slowly said the song "Peony Pavilion": "By the way, there was a woman in that year, month, day, and then, that place, named Du Liniang!"

When Chu Tian slowly told the story of "Peony Pavilion", Hu Dali, covered in water, poked his head out of the edge of the waterfall in a panic and screamed at the top of his throat: "Your purple-clad young master, did you save Brother Dali's life? Be careful, Brother Tian has been the most nonsense since he was a child. We don't know how many times he has been fooled!"

Zi Xiaosheng was furious. He looked at Hu Dali, who suddenly spoke up and slapped him in the face.

A storm rose up on the ground. The tiger who had just climbed to the edge of the waterfall screamed strangely, slapped him in the face and fell backwards. The waterfall rolled all the way down.

Chu Tian smiled "hehe" and continued, telling a story that was originally beautiful and moving, becoming more and more graceful.

When the interest came, Chu Tian played the strings of the piano with his fingers, and sang a man's voice, "Whose good times and beautiful scenery can be enjoyed by the sky, and then the songs were extremely exquisite, with extremely sweet lyrics coming out casually, with melodious music and singing voices merged together. Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng were like geese struck by thunder on both ends, and opened their mouths and couldn't speak.

A strange sound came from behind Zi Xiaosheng. A big man among the six guards beside her was kneeling on the ground. In front of her was a thick plate of jade paper. His right hand was like flying, and he remembered every word and sentence of Chu Tian firmly.

Chu Tian glanced at the man and slowly told the story slowly.

The more Aunt Feng listened, the more she felt unbearable. In the end, the glow of light was faintly shining around her, and a terrifying force was ready to go. Chu Tian felt a chill all over her body. The delicate and bright Aunt Feng, who was so beautiful that she actually gave him an illusion that she was even more terrifying than the ancient giant beast.

Resisting the pressure brought by Aunt Feng, Chu Tian finally told the whole story of "Peony Pavilion".

The top of the waterfall was silent. When Chu Tian finished speaking the last word, the guard had just copied the last word. He quietly dropped the last stroke, then stood up and quietly retreated back into the mountains and forests on one side with a thick plate of jade paper.

Zi Xiaosheng held the jade flute tightly with both hands, raised his head blankly to look at the sky, learning Chu Tian's singing style over and over again, and repeating the exquisite, wonderful and touching lyrics over and over again.

After a long time, Zi Xiaosheng finally stabilized his mood.

A strange light flashed in his eyes, Zi Xiaosheng looked at Chu Tian with a strange face, and suddenly asked, "Chu Tian, ​​do you know that the world is vast?"

Chu Tian was stunned. He looked at Zi Xiaosheng with a strange expression and asked him with a little nervousness: "Young Master Zi, can't you be a person of the Five Ways?"

Zi Xiaosheng smiled silently, waved the jade flute in his hand gently, and he said in a deep voice: "Six Blood Sacrifice, it seems that you already know? I have nothing to do with those five paths. I just ask you, do you want to see the scenery outside of the Great Jin Dynasty?"

‘Seeing the scenery outside of the Great Jin Dynasty’?

Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng with serious expression, and suddenly felt a ridiculous feeling in his heart.

Last night, Ying Xiu'er was still sighing to Chu Tian that for countless years, generations of elites of the Ying clan have advanced to all directions, trying to find the end of this world, but they have gained nothing for countless years.

Zi Xiaosheng was so relaxed that he said that he wanted to take him Chu Tian away from Dajin and see the glory of the outside world.

Leaving Dajin?

Does it mean that you can avoid the bloody blood brought by the Six Paths of Blood Sacrifice?

Why did Zi Xiaosheng's intention come about? Is it because he, Chu Tian, ​​told two stories that seem very ordinary to him?

But Chu Tian has so much concern here!

Can't walk away.

Can't leave.

Can't leave.

Don't want to leave.

"Why are my eyes full of tears... because I love the hot land of Dajin so much." Chu Tian said to Zi Xiaosheng very seriously: "Young Master Zi has a kindness, Chu Tian is grateful. But Chu Tian can't leave."

Zi Xiaosheng looked at Chu Tian deeply, and he murmured to himself: "Can't you go? Chu Tian, ​​Chu Tian, ​​are you just a small secret detective leader from the Great Prison Temple?"

Chu Tian touched his nose a little shyly and looked at Zi Xiaosheng a little embarrassedly: "To be precise, we are the thugs in Dazhu Temple. The spy and thugs in Dazhu Temple are "Jing"... uh, two systems with clear boundaries."

"Boss!" Zi Xiaosheng couldn't help but smile, and subconsciously knocked Chu Tian's head gently.

Aunt Feng's pupils suddenly condensed, and Chu Tian rolled away from Zi Xiaosheng's jade flute, and shouted strangely: "Young Master Zi, don't you want to knock me out and kidnap me, right?"

Zi Xiaosheng was stunned, smiled awkwardly and put away the jade flute, and coughed heavily.

Looking back at Aunt Feng, Aunt Feng looked at Zi Xiaosheng with a stern look and shook her head gently. Zi Xiaosheng sighed helplessly and said in a deep voice: "Since you don't want to leave, I'll give you a piece of advice."

Before Chu Tian could speak, Zi Xiaosheng hooked his fingers, and the Qingjiao sword in Chu Tian's right arm guard flew out straight away and fell into Zi Xiaosheng's hand. A ray of purple flame in Zi Xiaosheng's palm spewed out, wrapping the Qingjiao sword inside.

Inside the Qingjiao Sword, countless green agile runes splashed out like fireworks.

Zi Xiaosheng grabbed a few transparent crystals surrounded by light with his other hand, and threw them into the purple flames, constantly turning into wisps of strange rays of light and blending into the Qingjiao Sword.

"There will be a big change in the past two days. I have seen many interesting people." Zi Xiaosheng said in a man-inspired voice: "Minzhou, Minzhou, Mangzhou, and the seven states in the east will all become bloody ghosts. This is the first wave of attacks by the five creatures, their trials against the 'Dao Seeds', and a competition between them."

"Take your acquaintances and walk the farther you go, the better."
Chapter completed!