However, sometimes the peasant woman bought poison to commit suicide because she couldn’t stand the anger at home, but after eating it, she found that she bought fake medicine. At this time, the peasant woman’s mood may not be happy because she will continue to live and suffer since she is not dead.

There will never be a false cause. The poison is from the old woman herself and Li Zhichang is not dead. This is the truth. What he said is also the truth. But can the old woman let him take her away?
The old woman said, "Who the hell are you?"
Li Zhichang said, "I am who I am."
The old woman smiled, and Li Zhichang also smiled. When the old woman smiled, she pulled out a pair of short swords from the basket. Li Zhichang’s eyes could naturally see that these short swords were sharp. He could also see that these short swords were made by ancient masters.
Ancient masters are famous for building weapons. Ancient masters are not one person, but a kind of inheritance. Every generation has an ancient master, and every generation cherishes their names. Unless the ancient master is willing to build weapons for you, you will move to Jinshan Yinshan, and he will not look at you seriously.
It’s not the first time for Li Zhichang to see an ancient master build weapons. Whether it’s Jing Ming Qing Gang Jian or Guo Songyang Tiejian, they are all made by ancient masters, and both of them are rare figures in the Jianghu. Now, the old woman actually owns the weapons of the ancient master. To put it bluntly, this person is not simple.
The old woman was dancing in the moonlight with a bright red satin sword. It was beautiful and smart. Just when Li Zhichang saw the dagger, the light flashed and the blade reached his throat.
This is indeed determined to win a sword, so close and so fast. The old woman is very confident that she can never hide from her sword in front of this monster.
Some people in Jianghu have said that Ximen Chuixue’s swordsmanship is the cleanest, but she doesn’t believe it. She thinks her swordsmanship is equally clean and will never be slower than Ximen Chuixue’s. Unfortunately, because she is a woman, she is doomed not to attract as much attention as Ximen Chuixue, and because she is a woman, all the money is enough, and it is just a tool for her to exchange money.
At this moment, she thought enough. At this moment, she was confident. She thought that as usual, this dagger should gently pierce each other’s skin, so charming and beautiful.
"there lived years ago the beautiful Gongsun, who, dancing with her dagger, drew from all four quarters and an audience like mountains lost among themselves are long and low.
Yao, like a shot, fell on and rapid as angels before the wings of dragons, she began like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and and ended like the shining calm of rivers and the sea on the 9th … "
Is this what Zhai Gong Sundaniang taught her brother to dance the sword?
Li Zhichang felt the coolness of his throat and stared at the dancing firm but gentle.
He moved, or he saw through it. He took a step back. It was this step that Gong Sundaniang’s sword slowed down from the fastest. At the moment when her sword slowed down from the fastest, Li Zhichang held out his hand. It was a clean hand and a strong hand. He took two fingers and clamped the sharp sword.
The fourth chapter is full of flowers
And the sword from sen cold firm but gentle seems to have no effect on his hand.
This is a magic hand, so that indestructible shock wave can’t hurt it.
Gong Sundaniang Bai is not that the other side is not afraid of shock wave, not that the other side’s hand can stop the dagger from being sharp, but that the other side’s hand is very clever, and the timing and speed of his hand are just right. He has seen through your sword path when you least expect it.
"God meets without looking at what is thick." This is already the realm of technology.
It’s a pity that Gong Sundaniang doesn’t have a sword, and another sword, like a dragon, drills into Li Zhichang’s lower abdomen, and it’s also wanton with firm but gentle. Moreover, if this sword stung him slightly, this meridian would be absolutely devastating for a man.
Gong Sundaniang is not a high swordsman, but she knows men and women very well. If a man can never be careless about this, it will be difficult for him to stop this dagger in front of him if he comes here in Li Zhichang’s spirit. Gong Sundaniang thinks that she is sure to win. Although she has tasted it many times, the taste of victory is so charming that people are never tired of aftertaste.
However, this sword didn’t hit Li Zhichang, because the muscles in Li Zhichang’s lower abdomen seemed to have disappeared. Because Li Zhichang’s body actually became thinner, Gong Sundaniang wouldn’t miss the blow, so her strength would never be more.
It was this point that brought her from the edge of victory to the abyss of failure. At this time, Li Zhichang waved his hand lightly and cut the sword ribbon and broke.
Gong Sundaniang lost a sword and simply didn’t even want Li Zhichang’s finger to hold this sword. Her body slowly flew to the long skirt and danced. She no longer bowed but showed her graceful figure, and at the same time she showed her red shoes on her feet.
It can be seen that she has beautiful feet. A woman with such feet should definitely die. It’s a pity that she is an old woman now.
She giggled in the middle. "It’s so small. Since you like these swords, I’ll give them to you." A high swordsman is always alone in the sword, but Gong Sundaniang doesn’t care if he loses his sword.
Li Zhichang still has time to catch these two swords. Although Gong Sundaniang is very poisonous, he is not afraid of poison, so it is not terrible for him whether the sword is coated with any powerful poison.
Moonlight two people chase each other.
Gong Sundaniang believes that his flying skill is already the top class in the world. Even stealing the stars from Wang Wangsi may not be better than his flying skill, but so flying skill can’t get rid of the young man behind him.
Two people always keep a distance of five or six feet, never close or pull away. Gong Sundaniang secretly hates, "I shouldn’t be curious and casually provoke this little man without four eyebrows, but it can also hold my sword with two fingers. Who is it?"
The capital is beyond people’s imagination. The rockery in the high loft terrace garden does not live in the retreat of two people’s feet. This kind of peerless flying skill is definitely more beautiful and thrilling than the fight between two swordsmen.
Gong Sundaniang knew he would be exhausted if he went on like this before being chased.
Fortunately, a group of beggars appeared in front, and Gong Sundaniang suddenly spilled a lot of money, which caused beggars to rush in.
Li Zhichang, stop these beggars. They’re crazy. If you don’t want to pounce on him, it’s not beautiful. After all, he is a clean person, even though he is lazy.
Gong Sundaniang took advantage of this and finally got rid of Li Zhichang.
Li Zhichang looked at Gong Sundaniang’s distant back and smiled gently. "I remember your taste" is this sentence. The voice is too low, and no one can hear it except his own fear. Gong Sundaniang’s flying skill is high, but this does not mean that Li Zhichang can’t chase it.
In Pingnan Wangfu, Wang Shi Nan is practicing swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is very neat, but he has the air of a king. It is not easy for an emperor to practice swordsmanship to this point.
But even so, if his father is a captaincy, he will be a captaincy in the future, and he will never leave this world, no matter how high the swordsmanship is or how amazing his talent is, it is his fate.
In the courtyard, the maple leaves quietly fell into the hands of Wang Shi in Pingnan, and the sword never stopped. One sword after another, the maple leaves circled around his sword and fell to the maple leaves when he finally closed his sword and stood up, forming a big’ jun’
Wangfu butler praised and clapped his hands beside him as if to say that the little prince’s swordsmanship was really amazing.
Earlier, someone handed a towel to Wang Shi in Pingnan to dry his forehead sweat and calmly said, "What’s the news from Beijing?"
The housekeeper said, "Father Hai is dead."
"Good," said the little prince. "If we don’t make any small moves in these princes’ palaces, I’m afraid my cousin will be really sleepless."
If Li Zhichang were here, he would find that this little prince looks exactly like the young man he met before.
Living in a attic full of flowers, he loves the strong fragrance of flowers, which is the breath of life. Living in such a attic, his life will be full of sunshine.
It’s already dusk, and it’s also his favorite time of the day. It’s not blazing. The sun shines on him, and the evening breeze is soft.
How could he enjoy such a beautiful and quiet evening if it was not a gift to give him life?
At this time, he heard a footstep in Lou, a strange footstep. Few people were in Lou at this time. Even if he didn’t talk about his family, he would never let outsiders in. People who can come here are often very busy, and of course, it is often his friend who can become his friend, not because his friend has something, but because his friend must have something.
But now the people in this building are really busy, but they are by no means his friends.
The bearer is a young man dressed in moonlight. His waist is dark as ink, and his sword is very eye-catching. The bearer is Li Zhichang. Of course, I don’t know him yet.
Li Zhichang, look at this man. Look at him and you will know what life is and what sunshine is. This is a man full of vitality and a wise man.