Chapter 97 Lonely Picking Flowers

Two Southern Tang bodyguards blocked the way of the swords.

"I'm from the embassy of the Second Empire in half a month. I'm here to find your master." Jian Xiao took out his book of fooling others and continued to fool him.

"The people of the embassy?" The guard of the Southern Tang Dynasty should be called a disciple of the Cherry Blossom Gate. One of the disciples took the book handed over with the sword flute and took a look: "Please wait a moment, I'll inform the door master.

The half-month embassy was not an ordinary identity and could not be neglected. Disciple A hurried into the door. Soon a middle-aged man appeared on the steps, and his bright laughter came out from afar.

The crimson robe, with a white jade crown on his head, his feet are as strong as flying, and the smile on his face is even more red: "I guessed that you must be here."

"The magic sword flute pays homage to the master of the sword."

"The Soege Swordsman of Jimo Villa paid a visit to the master of the Xiaomen."

A uncle and a nephew both reported their names, and they naturally saluted.

Xiao Qin and Jianxiao said hello, and immediately looked at the sword clan: "You are the sword clan that the little girl often refers to."

"It's right here." The swordsman arched their hands.

Xiao Qin didn't have time to say anything. He even just wanted to praise the swordsman. As a result, before he could say anything, he saw a white shadow flying out of the door of the house and floating to them: "You are finally here. I want to die."

"Dead girl, in front of outsiders, there are no rules like this." Xiao Qin put on an angry face, and his face was fierce and murderous.

"What outsider? Are they outsiders? Xiao Yu, the famous, directly talked back to his father on such an occasion.

"You girl, go out privately. Dad, I haven't settled with you yet."

"You dare,,,,,,

When the two father and daughter on the street began to scold the improvisation on the street, this scene really opened the eyes of the swordsman and the sword flute who came here for the first time. The father and daughter were really lively when you quarreled with me.

"Tiger father and no dog girl." The tough scene makes the swordsman's memory particularly deeply. It is estimated that when they get old, the swordsman can be sure that they will not forget today.

Listening to the words of the swordsman, Jian Xiao looked at the good play in front of him with interest and sighed for a long time: "Our family is much quieter."

When Dugu Caihua thought of Jian Xiao's daughter, he couldn't even spit out the overnight meal: "Forget it, even if your daughter is given to others, they won't want it." Jianxiao's ears are too sensitive. Dugu Caihua's mouth has always been typical of a dog's mouth that can't spit ivory. Jianxiao grabbed Dugu Caihua's clothes: "What are you talking about?"

Dugu picked flowers and quickly changed his words: "I said it's like frost, beautiful as a flower."

"Why don't you marry my daughter?" This idea suddenly floated in Jianxiao's mind, and he thought that this boy was actually quite good, but he was too lustful.

"Then I'd better die." Dugu picked flowers and clothes as if he were dead. It seems as if you want to take it easy.

This side instantly tightened the clothes of the sword clan: "Brother of the sword clan, who is Sister Rushuang?"

"You can see her if you have a chance." The swordsman patted the little girl's head kindly.

Wanrong smiled and pinched the little face of the instant girl: "When you and Brother Suo have a wedding, Sister Rushuang will come over."

In an instant, her pretty face turned slightly red, and her little hand pounded Wanrong hard: "I hate it."

The two girls' families were laughing and playing. The dispute between the sword flute and picking flowers over there finally stopped at this time. On the contrary, Xiao Qin's father and daughter are still quarreling at this stage. Fortunately, the headquarters of Sakura Gate is a little remote, otherwise this matter will really become a joke in the town.

"You two shut up and quarrel at home. At this time, the guests are still quarreling there." A middle-aged woman appeared at the door of the house, which surprised the sword clan and Jian Xiao.

"Who is he?" The swords know very little about the cherry blossom gate.

Jian Xiao took a look and immediately looked at it with respect: "Have you ever heard of a flower in the Southern Tang Dynasty?"

"That seems to be a dominatrix." The swordsman corrected and immediately realized: "The taste of Master Xiao is really different."

"The tiger father has no dog girl, but in fact, the tiger mother has no dog girl." After saying it in a low voice, Jianxiao arched his hand and walked up the steps: "Magic Gate Jianxiao pays homage to Mrs. Xiao."

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On this side, Wanrong whispered, "Brother Jianzu, who is a flower in the Southern Tang Dynasty?"

The swordsman gently patted the head of the moment: "Little girl, don't ask,"

Xiao Qin and Xiao Yu immediately closed their mouths. Although the scolding war disappeared for a while, the father and daughter still stared at each other and were fierce. The father and daughter went to the door and Mrs. Xiao scolded a few words, and then everyone went to the house.

Forget the scenery in the house, the swordsman said with internal force, "I didn't see the shadow of the person you are looking for." As the nephew of Jian Xiao, the swordsman knows too well who their uncle is looking for here.

Jian Xiao obviously had no experience in this matter, so he had to be vague: "Wait a minute."

Everyone sat in the hall. When several maids finished arranging those refreshments, Xiao Qin casually pulled a few words and went straight to the topic: "I don't know why the master of Jianmen came to a small place like ours to the south."

"We,,,,,," When it came to an end, the old man Jian Xiao suddenly couldn't open his mouth. His heart was entangled, and his heart was full of breath there, and he couldn't spit it out.

"We are looking for the butterfly dance." Dugu picking flowers doesn't have as many scruples as swords and flute. This guy hates the butterfly dance. The Qin Empire is still looking for itself, which is the ghost of the butterfly dance. Dugu picking flowers at this time didn't even think about the feelings of those women on Dieyi Mountain.

"Who is this?" It is said that Xiao Qin did not know the one in front of him. Although the name of Dugu's flower picker is also spread all over the north and south of the Chinese people, there are really few people who have seen the true face. In addition, Dugu has never been to the Southern Tang Dynasty at all, which is also the first time. Several cases have not been committed, and the Jianghu name is naturally not as sensational as the swordsmen.

Dugu picked flowers and bowed his hand with great interest: "In the people who love flowers and drive the car, Dugu picking flowers." The swordsman regretted it. This man is so proud that you should at least figure out who is opposite you.

Before Xiao Qin realized that there was something special about the name, Mrs. Xiao, who was also sitting in the hall, did begin to lose her temper: "Come on, give this product out to me."

"Why?" Dugu Caihua thought about all the girls he had soaked in his mind and suddenly felt extremely innocent. He had never left the Southern Tang Dynasty and had never touched the girls of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Dugu Caihua was not a good person to provoke. Of course, there is a big reason why this man lacked more than one line in his head: "Your family Xiao Yu, I didn't do it, okay?" Looking at the two disciples of the cherry blossom door getting closer and closer outside the door, Dugu Caihua felt a little guilty. It's hard to say whether the swordsman will abandon him at the critical moment, so he must identify himself.

"Fortunately, I didn't touch your fingers. If I touch your fingers, I will definitely cut you so that you can't take care of yourself. Even in the underworld, I will peel and cut your bones." When Mrs. Xiao said this, as soon as she raised her hand and copied it, a huge axe appeared in her hand, pointing at Dugu picking flowers and covering her head. For a moment, the axe shadow flew in the hall.

The swordsman and the sword flute finally couldn't sit still, and Xiao Qin couldn't sit still. His wife was too tough, which must be stopped. Xiao Qin waved his long sleeves and rolled up his wife's hand: "Madam, stop it."

Between the swords and Jianxiao over there, one protected Dugu and picked flowers, and the other hugged his fist and said, "Mrs. Xiao, has the person in my lonely villa offended you?"

Mrs Xiao stopped the axe in her hand, looked at Dugu Caihua and Jianxiao with doubt: "Is he from your Jimo Villa?"

Jianxiao burst into tears. It's no wonder that if Dugu Caihua was not from Jimo Villa, Butterfly Dance would have stamped this goods long ago. How could it wait for Mrs. Xiao to take action? However, Dugu Caihua belongs to Jimo Villa. After all, the Southern Tang Dynasty is remote, and this kind of news is generally difficult to spread. . Facing Mrs. Xiao's question, Jianxiao nodded: "Please forgive Mrs. Xiao."

"How did this kind of scum come out of Jimo Villa? When did Jimo Villa not clean up the door?" Mrs. Xiao finally put down the axe in her hand.

Dugu Caihua bursts into tears, and Jian Xiao is depressed. Dugu Caihua, a six-level disciple of Shuntianjing, is a figure who can sweep a bunch of people in Jimo Villa. Dugu Caihua is really not qualified to clean up things like the portal. Jian Xiao didn't say this, and he did say, "I'm ready to start Charlie's things. At that time, I will return some justice to the girls."

"Ye, be sure to inform me then. If you need an executioner, I can execute it myself." Mrs. Xiao said murderously.

Everyone is busy sweating, and the Xiao family is really all kinds of strange people. Dugu Caihua huddled behind the sword clan, and his face was full of helplessness. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Yu opposite, and immediately took a cold breath. Whoever marries such a girl will be a real evil in his last life.

Xiao Qin finally began to speak now: "You all retreat." A small storm was temporarily calm.

Xiao Qin said, "You just said you were coming here?" Xiao Qin didn't say any more, because he didn't hear the sentence of Dugu picking flowers clearly. After such a disturbance just now, he naturally forgot that sentence completely.

The sword clan knew that Jian Xiao was a little difficult to talk about this problem, and the sword clan immediately stood up: "We are here to find the master of the butterfly dance."

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