Part 5 Chapter 203 Who Dances in the Clouds? !

Bean Sprout chuckled and said, "Mr. Mo's words are wrong: my young lady's youth is more than a short period of ten years." , the peerless beauty can be preserved for at least five hundred years."

"Shut up, little bean sprouts." Miao Xiaomiao stopped in a low voice, and then apologized to Jun Moxie: "Little bean sprouts are still young but don't understand these worries, please don't mind, my lord." "Innocence is the best thing in life It's too late for me to envy and like it, so how can I care? If it's jealousy, maybe there's a little bit of it! "Jun Moxie smiled freely, and made fun of it.

"Young master can say such unscrupulous words, it can be seen that the young master has a pure heart. Xiao Miao dare to ask the young master, when was the last time the young master laughed heartily?" Miao Xiaomiao asked back.

"Last time I laughed?... It seems like it was yesterday! If the ones before today are not counted!

"Jun Moxie smiled slightly, and said: "I often warn myself that this is already the case today.

, I can still breathe and be alive, it is already a great blessing, which is worth laughing at. So I laugh every day. Not only that, I also try to make people around me laugh with me...,

Mo Xie looked at her together with a smile: "I don't know how many troubles can be saved by smiling every day! Whether it's true or not, I will treat it as true!"

"Young master is really open-minded. Bu Miao is envious and jealous!"

Miao Xiaomiao's clear eyes showed sincere fascination, but it was fleeting, and she regained her composure, and said in a harmonious voice: "Young master has come to the Huanfu now, and I already know the importance of ethereal physique to my Huanfu. , I don’t know what plans I have for my future?”

Then, she raised her head slowly, looking into Jun Moxie's eyes without blinking, and said: "I only know that you are talented, but today I saw you are quick-witted and decisive in dealing with things; but what about your literary talents?"

"Then... do you hope that I have outstanding literary talents? Or do you hope that I am simply an idiot?"

Moye smiled slightly.

"Master, you are joking." Miao Xiaomiao's face was slightly red, and a trace of shame flashed in her eyes, and said: "Master, can you recite a poem as your life's wish? How about letting the little girl taste it?"

Mo Xie thought secretly. If you tell it plainly, the lie will come out of your mouth, but if you use poetry to express your ambition, not only is it much more difficult, but what you write must be your true thoughts... Because, Shino's heartfelt voice, in such a haste , I believe that no one can fake a mood that does not belong to him into a poem!

This girl's request is firstly to test her literary talents, and secondly, to see her true thoughts. Because he was afraid that he would lie casually, he came up with such a way to make things difficult for others.

I already have an ethereal physique, superior wit, decisive actions, and ruthless strikes. These must be the impression this girl has of herself now. But if it’s just these things, you can also arrange corresponding strategies based on your personality weaknesses. What you’re afraid of is... If such a person is quite educated, it will be even more terrifying...

That being the case, might as well shake you up!

Mo Xie pondered for a moment, raised her sword eyebrows, and groaned softly: "Fun with the sky may not survive, and against the sky, you should laugh. Who is like me, pointing the sword at the waves of the world?..."

He chanted here, paused for a while, and then said: "The sun and the moon are in my chest, look at me leading the way!

Qing Feng took out his sheath casually, and asked who would dare to walk in the sky with me?

A moment of pride and passion, the wind blows the yellow sand, the bloody wind, and the people will not fall; one sword to win the world, the eternal dominance is the hero, stand up and ask the sword, this life, do not bend down!

Who danced in the clouds, let me see through the sky, my heart was full of twists and turns, and my heart was full of wind and snow;

The ancient and modern smile the same, the world is free! Those who come from later generations, don't compare with me! "The voice is sonorous, like a battle, like the wine of the strong when going out, and the general's order before the fight!

But for a moment, I just listened to it, but I already felt passionate and full of emotions.

After Mo Xie finished reading, looking at the master and servant, they were both stunned. Miao Xiaomiao never imagined that this guy in front of him is actually a man of both civil and martial arts, as well as extremely intelligent, such an excellent young man, let alone in the Huanfu, even counting the outside world, how many people can there be?

How many people can compose such a long and short sentence full of passion while taking a step? Don't talk about aptitude, don't talk about courage, don't talk about tact, don't talk about potential... This outstanding literary talent alone is enough to make people admire!

However, this tone... seems a bit crazy.

"Who dances in the clouds, makes me look across the sky, with a tender heart, and a wind and snow in my heart..."

Miao Xiaomiao murmured, her memory is very good, Jun Moxie just read it once, but she has already memorized it all, but what she is repeating at this moment is this sentence that has a slightly chivalrous meaning The more Miao Xiaomiao reads that sentence, the more she feels the despondent meaning contained in this sentence, which makes people's hearts sore even just thinking about it...

Who dances in the clouds, makes me look across the horizon, tender hearted, and windy and snowy in my heart...

Yiren is dancing in the clouds, but she is on the ground, unable to see through the autumn water, her tender heart is full of bitterness, her heart is full of wind and snow, full of coldness?...

After a long time, Miao Xiaomiao let out a long breath, lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and said: "Brother Mo speaks eloquently, is he really a good writer?... Miss Bu feels ashamed!"

Mo Xie laughed, and said: "It's just a small bug and a skill, how can it be so elegant? A few crooked words barely caught the girl's eyes. There is no luck in the world, and it is also thanks to being in the mountains with an old man. I have studied characters for a few years, otherwise, Ms. Miao would really make me look bad this time..."

What the young master said this time is the truth, probably because his literary skills are all learned from the killer master in his previous life... Until now, thinking of the old man, Jun Moxie still feels that his butt is a little twitching? pain……

As for this poem, it was written by a predecessor in Young Master Jun's memory. Who did it belong to, but he forgot the name. The reason why I remember it is because Jun Moxie likes the boldness in this word very much, so I wrote it down carefully, but I didn't expect to use it here. At this time, I changed it a little, only changed a few sentences, read it out, Sure enough, I received a blockbuster effect!

At this moment, the little bean sprouts on the side looked at Jun Moxie, and it has completely turned into worship, and even wants to worship! so handsome! so amazing! too talented! If I can marry a husband like this... oh, what am I thinking? I'm so ashamed, huh...

"Brother Mo is really too modest."

Miao Xiaomiao raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said: "The one who taught you how to read and write must have been a well-educated man, a great Confucian of the generation! Moreover, he has a brave sword, a soft heart, a chivalrous heart, and a strong character... Such a character is really impressive. It's heartbreaking to think about it..."

Miao Xiaomiao was embarrassed to praise Jun Moxie in person, as it seemed that there would be other intentions... It was easy for people to think too much, so she praised Jun Moxie's master instead.

Mo Xie was stunned, she didn't pretend at all, she was really stunned.

He never imagined that there would be people in this world who admired that old murderous face so much! That's a real executioner, a typical butcher! His heart can freeze with coldness, so cruel that people will be scared to death when they see him...

He actually became a... well-educated person? A generation of great scholars? Moreover, he has a bold heart, a chivalrous heart, a soft heart, and a strong character...

I really depend on it! These words are quite appropriate to describe this son! How can I describe that old face-killer? It's a waste of these words...

However, I haven't seen that old thing for so many years, I really have some thoughts in my heart... Thinking about it, a pair of blade-like eyes suddenly appeared in front of Jun Moxie, who was in deep meditation, flashing a cold murderous intent, cutting thin With thin lips and a thin face, she looked at herself desolately: "Don't be a son! Do you want to be lazy again! See if I don't fix you!"

Following this shout, it seemed that another very familiar cold wind flew over...

The young master shivered abruptly, only to realize that his eye sockets were a little wet before he knew it...

That long-lost...the only...stern but not lacking in warmth...old man, if you suddenly heard the news that I was blown to nothing, would you cry? ...

I remember that when I was injured for the first time in the past, I was shot in the shoulder by a gun, penetrated downward, and injured the lung lobe, which can be regarded as a very serious injury; before that, I had always resented the old man, because he was always very angry. Hit and scold! Even if a drinking action is wrong, it will lead to a beating, and a month of wrong wine tasting will also lead to violent treatment...

At that time, Jun Xie, as an old man, was his biggest enemy in this life! Grinding teeth and hating!

In the bottom of my heart, I made countless vows, as long as I have enough ability, or have a suitable opportunity, I must pay back the color, cut that old thing into pieces, smash the corpse into thousands of pieces, shatter the bones and throw ashes. It is so difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!

However, it was the time when he was injured, the injury was serious, and seeing that his life was in danger, the old man drove him 800 miles overnight and was admitted to the best hospital in the city. I remember that time, the old man's face was still expressionless and deep like an abyss, but at that time the pointer of the speedometer had been stuck on the maximum speed that could be driven, but it never slipped down at all.

Killers, never take the initiative to enter the hospital, especially after being shot. During the few days when Jun Xie was hospitalized, he never saw the old man again. Jun Moxie, who was seriously injured and in a semi-comatose state, seemed to only remember what the old man said: "You must firmly remember that you are on the beach You were shot by a stray bullet! You are the son of Wang Min, an orphan!"

The old man did not appear until he was discharged from the hospital, and then, after another month, the old man came back with scars all over his body.

The old man came back from prison! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next "Support the author, support genuine reading!

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