Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4744: Take you to a good place
If there is no sword Wushuang carrying, I am afraid that even the road will be unstable.
"Brother Jian, good brother, only you are still by my side." Drunken and dim, Xiao Dijun murmured, "My son, Yan, has never been as happy as today."
"Without you, I wouldn't be able to step on the soles of those guys so as to vent my hatred."
"It's you, let me see some hope." Xiao Dijun smiled and pressed his fist against Jian Wushuang's chest.
"In addition, I have already said that there is a ruler, everything can be expected."
Smelling the smell with a faint smell, Jian Wushuang took a slight step back and said softly, "Sleep for a while, wake up and talk about other things."
“Can’t sleep, since we’re here at the Fengge Pavilion, I’ll take you to a good place.” Xiao Dijun hung a meaningful smile on his face. At the next moment, he directly took the sword Wushuang and moved the cloud. Fog, directed straight ahead with a goal.
"Where are you going?"
"You will know later...Absolutely a good place to linger."
"..."
Fairy rhythm, the peach blossom forest that stretches for thousands of miles was left behind, replaced by green bamboos.
The entire listening typhoon is equivalent to the back garden of the heavenly court, and it is extremely beautiful. All the fairy spirits and fairies play in it, and it is beautiful.
Being puzzled by Xiao Dijun with his sword forward, he vaguely felt that nothing good happened.
The more you move forward in this listening typhoon, the lingering clouds begin to have a faint fragrance.
"Where are you going?" Jian Wushuang confirmed again and again.
Little Emperor’s eyes became more and more hazy. "A good place is definitely a place that Brother Jian likes. I have been thinking about it for a long time. Today I will take you for a turn."
No longer talking, Jian Wushuang had to follow him.
When the clouds are gathered, a gorgeous cluster of flowers, a beautiful place of paradise, will appear in front of you.
Little Emperor seems to be a bit impatient, he and the two stopped on the top of a low mountain.
"Brother Jian and follow me."
It is only a few dozen steps away from the top of the mountain, and the little emperor rushed to the top of the mountain in one arrow.
Jian Mushuang followed closely, and he also doubted what was going to make him so excited.
Long stride up the mountain, Jian Wushuang looked forward.
With just one glance, his eyes were completely round, and his eyes revealed unbelievable.
Crossing the top of the mountain, I saw that in this fairy-like clear river water, there were actually nearly a thousand fairies bathing in it...
A beautiful picture at a glance.
Silver bell-like playful sounds echoed in the valley, and they were laughing at each other, living like a real fairy bathing picture.
Just looked at it, Jian Wushuang squatted down quickly, completely hidden in the fairy flower.
"Are you drinking too much fake wine, is this a place where we can come?" Jian Wushuang was annoyed, and he was very angry that the little emperor brought him to this place.
Little Emperor Jun also had some doubts in his hazy eyes. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and stared at them for a few more moments before murmuring, "No, why did you get here..."
"Hurry up." Jian Wushuang apparently didn't want to stay here. If it is discovered, reputation damage is a trivial matter, and it would be bad to be caught and slammed...
These seemingly soft and delicate fairies are all real fairies.
Little Emperor nodded confusedly, and the two got up and prepared to run.
"Oh, who stepped on my hair!"
The two froze, turning back slowly.
I saw a small flower fairy waking up in the flower clusters behind him.
......
Six eyes met, a cry of exclamation rang throughout the valley.
"Auntie, they are them, just peeking at you to take a shower!"
At this moment, Xiaohuaxian said with his hands on his hips, pointing at Jianwushuang and Xiaodijun.
At the same time, nearly a thousand fairies who landed from the water have already jumped to the top of the mountain, blocking the two in the middle.
All of them have a bad look and murderous eyes, and they wish to eat them alive.
"This is a big misunderstanding. We accidentally entered here and left." Jian Wuwei was embarrassed and embarrassed. Obviously, this excuse couldn't even convince himself.
Next, Xiaodijun closed his eyes and fell asleep directly.
"Sister, don't believe their gibberish, I have long seen that this son is a color embryo, do you believe they will intrude here? Obviously it has been a long time!" The fairy in the purple shirt, Liu Mei's eyes angered.
Another fairy in yellow shirt said in shame, "I have long seen that the emperor's eldest son is not a good person, and Chen Qing beside him is not a good person, and he is naturally not a good person!"
"Yes, never let them go!" All fairies echoed.
But at the forefront of these fairies, a slightly older, full-featured white-shirt fairy didn't make a sound. Her qiong nose moved slightly, and she was already aware of the alcohol on the little emperor's body.
"Did he drink?" Fairy White Shirt asked.
Jian Wushuang nodded, "I drank some in Taolin before, so I broke into here by mistake, and hope the fairy will forgive me."
The fairy in the white shirt doesn’t seem to want to embarrass him, but he only whispered after carefully examining the swordsmanship, "Death is exempt, living sin is inevitable, no matter if you are unintentional or sincere, today’s fight, you Can't run away!"
"Sisters, just take a breath and fight to death!"
"..."
Jian Wushuang instantly moved, running his whole body and running away with all his strength!
And the little emperor who pretended to be sleeping, after hearing this sentence, the alcoholic smell also woke up most of the time, with a speed not much slower than Jian Wushuang, and fled the sea of flowers with all his strength.
But there are too many fairies. In order to chase down the two, even all kinds of supernatural powers are used.
The chaotic fist still kills the master, not to mention the shameful fairies...
A severe beating is already a stubborn thing.
......
"Don't touch me, my face still hurts."
A misty cloud above the pavilion on the top of the mountain, two black shirts sat side by side on the eaves.
"Brother Jian, it's really my fault. I'm guilty to you... I couldn't drink anymore. It was just a moment when the alcohol was up, so I didn't know how to take you to the place where they bathed..."
"But there is nothing in the world, I don't have any thoughts about peeking, I really went the wrong way."
"Shut up, past things will pass."
"... Also, Brother Jian, I'm really not a color embryo."
"..."
On the eaves of the pavilion, the two figures were speechless, and if they looked closely, the original handsome faces of the two had already been swollen, and they were all suffering from real skin trauma.