Whitewater is too young to drink wine. Others also call it drinking fruit wine with a cup. As usual, this thing is not wine. He looked at the young masters who came to Jia’s house while drinking, and of course, he usually respected your family. "One is a little older, but it’s too young to be spoiled." Whitewater twisted the cup in his hand. "For my master, I should say that the mouth is slippery. This goods are eating people."
When I was seated, I was supposed to have some entertainment again, and Bai Lang’s "age" now is just a few words about the scene. It’s nothing to sing poetry after him. Of course, it was Jia Baoyu who went to a poem to win the applause of all the people. When the girls had another place to go, Bai Lang listened to Bai Lang’s mouth and turned it over, just playing with the glass. At this time, Bai Lang happened to be his turn to look at you guys’ faces, very tired and lazy.
"Poetry is not how to also can’t write out three cups without penalty? Why don’t you bring me a bow, horse, sword and gun to play for you? " White waves and other States are also quite remarkable-a lout is knighted with one knife and one gun. Where are there any poems and articles? Yes, this situation needs to be ugly. People don’t defecate at all ages, and there are one or two older people who can’t help but watch the fun.
Poetry-reciting belongs to a few schools for these people-most of them are uneducated straw bags, including Jia Baoyu … Now it seems that some people are willing to ride horses and perform martial arts. This excitement is much more interesting than what everyone reads poetry. It is called that nowadays, your brother is more elegant and straw bags, that is, he visits the kiln to play with maids or a few people will bully the good and rob the women in the street to fight. In the past, it is really rare for evil young eagles to go hunting outside the city.
This place is full of respect for your grandchildren, but there are also family studies that seem to be white waves. On weekdays, it’s more than enough for him to practice martial arts without trotting in this garden, so Bai Lang ordered people to bring horses-at this time, not only Jia Baoyu, but also the other side of the harem came to see it with interest, but he didn’t come to see it. A hypocrite said that it was a scandal to turn over the horse in Bai Lang. "This horse array is free, but it is enough to ride around."
Field brother can’t ride a horse, many can ride a horse, but at the age of nine, none of them can ride a horse-straw bag Jia Baoyu didn’t. Not only did he never ride a horse, but he didn’t have close contact with Ma Bailang’s saddle bag, so he ordered people to set up an arrow target-this thing didn’t even exist in Rong Guofu, or those good deeds made a wooden stool and brocade directly, which made people have to sigh that they were luxurious.
White waves simply control the horse root with both legs, so they don’t grab the reins. This kind of riding is already unique in the field. Then he takes the archer directly sideways and shoots an arrow at the target. "Sure enough, the bow and arrow has improved!" Whitewater is quite complacent and directly scoops up his hand in Ba Yi. "I forgot that he hasn’t grown beard at the moment." He has always been the leader with a long sword, and now he has made progress in archery. It is also good to make progress bit by bit.
Don’t talk about the scenery. A gifted expert alone should be able to make a perfect shot. Before reaching the realm, it was just a white wave. The goods didn’t do it. Now he is welcoming everyone with this arrow. It’s lively. Look at the horse running around. The child can still bow and shoot an arrow. It’s not small. Can you see this kind of busk on your street? It’s hard to raise horses, that is, to play archery or something.
Or is it a soft bow to play with, but the real hard bow in the army should be a strong bow, and no one in the field can pull it.
"What a good little uncle!" After watching the excitement, everyone cheered for the whitewater exit … It’s true that Jia’s elders heard the sound, and it’s hard to say much when they saw this scene. Jia Baoyu, the darling of Jia Baoyu, also thought it was fun with his big eyes blinking.
Chapter six hundred and twenty-six Product resin gas
After all, Jia Baoyu is not going to fight hard to exercise martial arts-the first generation of horses in Rong Guogong and Ning Guogong won fame, and the second generation was already the third generation of gold plating in the army, that is, Jia Baoyu’s father’s generation had already gone, and his brother had gone all the way with the civil servants. The fourth generation Jia Baoyu now seems to be a stubborn ancestor, Bantou Wan, or a girl country.
Ning Guofu is not as good as Rong Guofu … In the third generation, there is a scholar who is not proficient, but a nest is not as good as a nest of wan ku. "I have never thought of fighting from the army again for a wife, a wife, and a ticket to worship."
So I want to come to Tianshui Bobaijia, although the title is far less expensive than the top honors such as the four princes. However, generations have devoted themselves to the army, but they have done a great job, but they have kept their family name-it’s not a hereditary replacement, so it’s really a hereditary replacement. This damn court is not like a bigger one, but more like a Tatar.
Nowadays, this imperial court has shown signs of decline only after decades of founding the country. As Si Wu said, this dragon spirit has always been the old dragon border, but now it seems to have won. That’s it. It costs a lot of money. The results can be said that they didn’t give each other a chance to invade and behead, usually several.
Going deep into the northern grassland, the barbarian jungle and the Xidi wasteland, this kind of play has been abandoned by this court since 20 or 30 years ago, and it is enough to make the country prosperous and prosperous anyway.
Jia Baoyu will go to the ethnology meeting to get together with friends. However, Bai Lang Tianshui Bofu has never lived in the future before. Just a few days before the New Year Festival, Tianshui Bomen reported that Bai Lang, the young master of Rongguo Mansion, was also at the gate to meet Jia Baoyu. On one side, there were two sedan chairs, several little girls, maids and several domestic servants.
Whitewater is a person. He is half a head taller than Jia Baoyu at the moment. When he came to see Jia Baoyu, Whitewater also shone at the moment. This little head was wearing a bundle of hair inlaid with jewels and purple gold crown. Qi Mei was wearing a two-color golden butterfly, wearing a big red arrow sleeve with colorful silk flowers and a long tassel palace sash cover. The blue satin foundation and the small boots were quite gorgeous like a woman.
Jia Baoyu’s white wave is just a semi-old arrow suit, a pair of trousers, and his hair is casually combed in a bun. His feet are a pair of cowhide boots and there is no decoration, that is, his neck is hung with a rope to wear. Just think of jade fish as looming, while people are majestic, like tigers, not only taller than Baoyu by half a head, but also wider than Baoyu by half a person.
"I wonder if Shixiong’s visit today is a matter of fact?" Whitewater didn’t know what this guy was doing when he came to see him. The result was just Baoyu’s curiosity. When Whitewater also invited him to the tinker, "There is also a cloister in this tinker. Brother Nuange can do whatever he wants, so he will continue to exercise."
Whitewater has already played with the stone lock-it is not necessary for him to practice martial arts so much. It is enough for him to meditate and breathe and fill the abdomen from his own true spirit. However, Whitewater prefers to practice martial arts through his in-laws and there is no tinker. Whitewater knows that he seems to be a special ability. It seems that it is not a problem for a saint to walk around the world. "I really envy him." By the way, Whitewater suddenly remembered Huang Jinsheng’s clothes. He suddenly remembered that he had never seen such a martial arts wearing Huang Jinsheng’s clothes. "He would like to have a look at it.
I think so, but he didn’t loosen his hand-Whitewater took out his weapon and put a long arm on it, and the dancing flowers were radiant with cold light, and the long arm stabbed back a small plum every time-these plums were put on the top of a small wooden stick, but Whitewater stabbed back these plums without knocking down a wooden stick. This ingenious power is really wonderful to the peak.
Jia Baoyu can’t see the difficulty. He’s just watching juggling. However, after practicing the ten weapons of Whitewater one by one, he finally bows and shoots arrows continuously, or let Whitewater "similar" guys of his age shout, "Brother Shi also wants to fight for fame with one knife and one gun?" He asked Whitewater the same thing.
And Whitewater smiled, "Is that Shixiong also trying to revive the glory of Rong Guogong’s family?" Jia Baoyu’s face soon sank. It didn’t take long for this guy to leave and leave. Since then, Jia Baoyu has never been to Tianshui Bofu again. "I really don’t know the so-called coming?" What is he doing here? " It’s quite fast in a year, and Whitewater is immersed in practice. "It’s almost time to pick me up and see if you can understand soul bending." On this day, Siwu looked at Whitewater and said it was quite serious.
"Let’s go, don’t be here." Both of them nodded their heads and quickly rushed out of the city. At this moment, Whitewater’s posture was not fast enough, but Siwu grabbed his shoulder and directly turned into a meteor, which directly smashed into Yanshan Mountain.
"It’s a good place to practice in Fiona Fang where miles are crowded," Siwu said. "I also know that it’s nothing for you to see separately! My holy clothes! " Si Wu reached out and pointed to a golden light from his index finger, which penetrated through nine layers of clouds.
The golden meteor falls in the sky and stays in front of Siwu. White waves see that this is a golden box with a constellation of Cancer carved on the outside. The box automatically reveals the golden crab inside … The crab automatically decomposes and the golden light covers Siwu’s body. When the light solidifies, White waves see Gold Saints Siwu, a white cloak hunting and flying.
"It’s just the right time to teach you soul bending, I’m a cancer," Siwu said. "Get ready to squeeze your strength!" The golden phosgene white waves around Gold Saints felt the "Is this the small universe?" He thought
With the pale phosphorus fire hovering around the saint with the index finger, the dim ghost cluster "corpse gas" of Cancer emerged. At the same time, the index finger of Whitewater slowly pointed out to him, "Be careful that I won’t release water and accumulate corpse gas! The wave of the underworld! "
Chapter six hundred and twenty-seven Road
The pale phosphorus fire turns into a thunderbolt spiral expansion, which directly brings the white wave to the circle. With a poor force, the soul of the white wave will be pulled out directly. It is just as painful as tearing, and the white wave feels as if it almost strikes back. "Throw the soul … no, and the body into Biliang Sakamoto!" Whitewater transports its own magic power, fights against the white tiger, tears its strength and gives off a sharp critical sound.
But not
For a moment, the white tiger phantom suddenly appeared and jumped and roared vividly. However, the white tiger was rolled up with the illusory shadow torn out of the white waves to be thrown into the center of the spiral pale phosphorus fire. "If you can’t feel the power to control the ghost, it will be a waste!" White waves are like holding shit. Mm-hmm. Luck keeps coming to me. This reminds me of the killing rampage when martial arts were not that high a long time ago.
At this moment, those people who were killed by him actually appeared one by one. These weakly entangled white waves and resentments have become a dead soul in the sky. "Actually, so many people have been killed …" White waves see ghosts. His white tiger has a true meaning. Although he didn’t understand it, he was born with the soul of people who were killed by him.
At most, the armor is broken, the soldiers are not killed, and the white waves step through the thousands of troops. Those people have accumulated corpse gas, and the power is first revealed and then turned pale. The phosphorus fire is put into the corpse gas, and the white waves at the entrance of the yellow sea are in harmony. Suddenly, a tiger roared at the white tiger phantom, and his phantom merged into his body. The roar of the golden bell resonated from the sky and a golden bell fell to protect the white waves.
Whitewater will shock the giant tiger and roar, directly arouse the ghosts that have not been swept away, and directly blow up the corpse. "It’s a good accumulation, and it’s quite willing to give up all the money accumulated in the past, otherwise it’s really impossible to blow up my corpse." Whitewater panted and said in a Cancer Golden Dress, "Congratulations, this is the first step that has not started."
This Gold Saints arms around "that is, I haven’t released water after the intensity of the wave of the dead body gas. Now that you have mastered the art of soul bending, you will leave by yourself. I am not responsible for the baboon’s entrustment. I will leave and go to the pub and remember to buy me a drink." After that, he turned into a golden meteor and flashed from the mirage in the palace.
That’s what white waves can see. This world is a Buddha.
The Buddha root in this world can’t contain the arrogance and Whitewater knows that his fate has been completely covered up-not only the arrogance but also the body, and the jade fish refiner has also confused his fate.