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79 The end of the world is at this time(1/2)

Once the ceremony is completed, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

The crowds gradually receded, the noisy Zhuque Street gradually became colder, the moonlight was like water, and the breeze blew on my face.

From then on, Liu Xinsheng became a worshiper of the Jin Palace. Although he was probably the most unpopular worshiper, he had no worries about food and clothing, and no longer had to wallow in the mud at the bottom of the rivers and lakes.

The Prince of Jin's Mansion made careful arrangements for the young talents in the world, and each of them had a beautiful girl to lead them to their resting residence.

Wang Erzhu had regained consciousness under the treatment of the elders of the Kurong Sect, and got on the broad and soft carriage. After returning to his residence and adjusting his breathing a little, he would be able to recover 70% to 80% of his injuries. Wang Erzhu was still immersed in the duel with Xu Tianran.

Who is the little-known Xu Tong? He has already sacrificed his life flying sword and still lost, and Xu Tong's calculations are really extremely subtle. If Xu Tong, who is only in the junior master realm, reaches the first level, what will happen to him?

What a terrifying existence.

Wang Erzhu closed the curtain, closed the curtain and rested. The Langya Wang family is free and refined. If you fail, you will fail. There is no need to worry about it. The road to practice is long and long. Only a handful of people can reach the top. And the leader of the world is never the person with the highest qualifications.

.As beautiful as a tree is in the forest, the wind will destroy it. Xu Tong’s road to the world is not easy to follow.

Xu Tianran saw Liu Xinsheng from a distance and was about to leave with the graceful maid. Xu Tianran's body flashed and appeared in front of him. Liu Xinsheng was startled when he saw Xu Tianran's pale face. He seemed to have seen him in the middle of the night.

Like a ghost.

Liu Xinsheng gently stroked his heart and breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out to be Brother Xu. What do you want me to do with you?"

Xu Tianran grinned, his originally handsome face now looking a little funny, "Brother Liu, do you still remember the agreement?"

Liu Xinsheng suddenly realized, "Brother Xu is going to paint now? It's getting late. Besides, Brother Xu's injury is not serious. Why don't we wait until tomorrow?"

"Just tonight, three paintings."

"Brother Xu is not kind. The price we agreed upon at the beginning was for one painting."

"One piece for the top 16, and three for the top eight."

Liu Xinsheng pondered for a moment. He could not suffer any loss when traveling in the world, but Xu Tong did not hesitate to lose but also promoted himself. He was considered his great benefactor. Three paintings were not too much. After a long while, he hesitated and said: "Brother Xu, three paintings are enough."

But one is already given to you on stage, how about two more?"

Xu Tianran snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Deal."

Liu Xinsheng smiled and asked: "Brother Xu, what painting do you want to paint?"

Xu Tianran's body flashed and he reached Zhu Ziqi's side. He held her hand and said in a warm voice: "Come with me."

With a few gentle jumps, Xu Tianran and Zhu Ziqi appeared in front of Liu Xinsheng. The young man with a bruised nose and swollen face in a torn blue shirt stood side by side with the stunning woman in white clothes. Under the moonlight, only the same jet black silk was floating in the wind.

Xu Tianran thought of his ragged appearance and hurriedly said: "Wait a moment, I'll go change my clothes."

Under the guidance of the maid, Xu Tianran found the nearest room, took off his green shirt that was full of blood and tatters, and took out a clean green shirt from the bundle Lu Xiaobu gave him.

Xu Tianran folded the old clothes and put them away. They were sewn by someone and should not be thrown away casually. Besides, Xu Tianran was originally a person who cherishes things and misses the past. The five green shirts she had sewn in the bag had already been

I ruined two of them and won’t wear them again after tonight.

It's not that the blue shirts made of commoners look shabby and shameful, but that the blue shirts are too precious. One less one is really one less. Xu Tianran couldn't help but think of that woman with skin as good as snow. I wonder if she is okay?

Thinking of this, Xu Tianran couldn't help but want to slap himself a few times. If Zhu Ziqi knew what he was thinking at this time, he might not be allowed to come within five steps of him for ten days and a half. He already knew in his heart that Zhu Ziqi

She is the only woman I love most in my life.

Xu Tianran closed the bag and stood in front of the mirror. Looking at his own appearance, it was really scary. His spiritual power had only recovered one-tenth or two. He could not swallow up the spiritual power of the world while he was in Prince Jin's Mansion. Naturally, he couldn't.

He used spiritual power to repair the injury in a short period of time and restore his old appearance. Xu Tianran sighed and wiped his cheek clean. Since he couldn't be a handsome man, he had to be clean and tidy. The towel slid across his cheek, and there was still some pain. This Wang Erzhu was too aggressive.

He's so cruel, he doesn't hit people in the face, he doesn't understand any of the rules of the world.

Xu Tianran walked to the door, reluctantly glanced at the baggage before leaving, and closed the door.

In an instant, Xu Tianran returned to Zhu Ziqi, and Zhu Ziqi couldn't help laughing, "I thought Mr. Xu went to dress up, but I didn't expect that he would still look like this when he came back."

Xu Tianran said with a bright smile: "This look is still handsome and impressive."

Zhu Ziqi smiled brightly.

Xu Tianran turned sideways, put his arms around Liu Xinsheng's neck, and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, please paint a picture for us under the osmanthus tree. Remember to make me look handsome, elegant, and elegant."

Liu Xinsheng had a puzzled look on his face, "Brother Xu, this is a bit embarrassing for me."

Zhu Ziqi smiled slightly and said: "Just follow this pattern. Wherever Liu Shaoxia sees the best scenery, we will follow your arrangements."

Liu Xinsheng's embarrassment disappeared instantly and he said with a smile: "Okay. There is a five-foot-tall osmanthus tree in the palace garden. The two of you stand under the osmanthus tree, and I will paint a picture for you two."

Xu Tianran frowned and said helplessly: "Brother Liu, can you paint one painting realistically and one painting my original appearance?"

"Can."

Xu Tianran was a little more open-minded, so he gave the handsome and unrestrained one to Zhu Ziqi and kept the realistic one for himself.

There is an osmanthus tree in the garden, with luxuriant branches and leaves. The bright moon hangs like a silver plate on the top of the osmanthus tree, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers spreads for seven miles.

One is wearing a green shirt, the other is wearing a white shirt, with their fingers clasped tightly.

She looks miserable in her green shirt, and her smile is as bright as the warm sun. She smiles in white clothes, her eyes are like lacquer, her lips are like delicate cheeks containing elixir, she is as pretty as a spring peach, as clear as an autumn chrysanthemum, and her pair of deep dimples are like ripples in the water, as delicate as a delicate one.

Like a charm, like a dream.

Liu Xinsheng spread out the rice paper and immersed himself in painting. Unexpectedly, a painting he inadvertently created became a famous painting through the ages. Later generations of literati only regarded the two paintings as one painting, and the painting was titled "Together at this time, even though we are apart from the world".

Liu Xinsheng's spiritual power fluctuated, and the purple cones were swayed wantonly. Two pieces of rice paper were stacked together. He felt something in his heart, and he felt something enlightened in his heart. He started to write like a master. The two seemingly identical paintings were lifted up by Liu Xinsheng when he lifted up the first piece of rice paper.

At that moment, the ink marks on Xu Tianran's face spread out on the second piece of paper, and the painting seemed to come alive. Xu Tianran's originally handsome face gradually turned into the current bleak look.

Zhu Ziqi smiled happily, rolled up the second painting and put it in his sleeve.

Xu Tianran said anxiously: "Let me take the second one and give you the first one."

"I like the second one."

"In the future, when you show your painting to others and they tell them who the pig head next to you is, wouldn't it be a loss of face?"

"No, no, I am that vulgar woman who only cares about skin."

Xu Tianran was speechless and could only roll up the first painting and put it in his arms.

Liu Xinsheng said with satisfaction: "Fortunately, I am in excellent condition tonight. The three paintings are all the pinnacle works of my life. Fortunately, I have lived up to my destiny."

Xu Tianran bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Liu."

Liu Xinsheng turned around and returned the gift, showing sympathy to each other. Liu Xinsheng was led back to the house by the maid.

Behind Xu Tianran and Zhu Ziqi stood an elegant maid each, waiting quietly for the distinguished guest to return to the room.

Xu Tianran raised his eyebrows, jumped up high, and sat on the osmanthus branch. Zhu Ziqi understood and sat side by side. Zhu Ziqi swayed her slender legs, and Xu Tianran crossed his fingers with his hands and held his chin, admiring the bright moon together.

In the night, the maid looked at the backs of the two people from a distance, which looked like a beautiful painting, as if she saw two immortals sitting on the laurel tree in the Moon Palace.

Xu Tianran smiled with relief: "Tonight is really good."

"It's just a matter of making a fuss in Sister Shiyu's bridal chamber."

"The second brother and the second sister are very compatible."

"Say, my

I forgot to give the gift to Sister Shiyu."

"what gift?"

Zhu Ziqi took out a luminous pearl from his sleeve and reflected it beautifully against the silver moon. At a glance, he knew it was not an ordinary pearl.

Xu Tianran sighed: "Compared with my sachet, it's really hard to give away."

"No, I see that Sister Shiyu likes it very much."

Xu Tianran wiped it from his arms for a long time, took out another sachet, patted it gently, and handed it to Zhu Ziqi: "The one I gave you is uglier than the one I gave to my second sister."

Zhu Ziqi smiled brightly, thinking that this was the first sachet he had sewn with his own hands, and it was indeed a job he did not dare to compliment.

"My husband gave me a piece of talisman paper, saying that it can come in handy in times of crisis. I am thick-skinned and thick-skinned and don't need it, so I thought of giving it to you. There is also a strand of fetal hair that my mother cut off when I was four months old.

If you miss me in the future, I will miss you when you see things."

Two wisps of morning glow rose on Zhu Ziqi's face, and he said coquettishly: "Who misses me?"

The corners of Xu Tianran's mouth raised slightly, and the remaining narrow eye narrowed slightly, full of sweet smile.

A flying knife flew into the air, and Wutong stood in the air. Xu Tianran gently caught Wutong and handed it to Zhu Ziqi, "Wutong gives it to you, my first serious knife."

Zhu Ziqi took the Wutong, and the Wutong sword came out an inch away. Cold light flashed. Zhu Ziqi turned his head and stroked his long hair. The Wutong took it out of its sheath. A flash of sword light flashed, and a strand of long hair was in his hand. Zhu Ziqi tied it with a ribbon.

This strand of long hair was tied up, and he took out a handkerchief from his arms to wrap it up and handed it over, "I have nothing to give you. I'll leave it to you to see things and think about people."

Xu Tianran put the lightly fragrant handkerchief into his arms and teased: "A token of love?"

"A bit awkward."

Xu Tianran was disappointed: "When will you go home?"

"I don't know, it will be soon."

"Wait until my name resounds throughout the world."

"Daliang's espionage is meticulous and detailed. I can look it up anytime I want to see your deeds."

"Isn't there no privacy at all?"
To be continued...
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