[Douluo] I have a needle but not a sword

Under the huge old tree, two dumplings, one big and one small, were sleeping in each other's arms with their heads pressed against each other under the warm sunset.

After Li Bai and Elder Tang Lan agreed to cooperate, he began to look for his young apprentice, intending to carefully check the results of his cultivation.

Li Bai looked everywhere but could not find his young apprentice. He guessed that Tang Xiaoliu might be practicing swordplay in the back mountain, so he immediately ran towards the back mountain.

As a result, I saw this warm scene on the back hill of Tangmen.

Li Bai twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled helplessly.

He woke up the two dumplings, one big and one small, and personally took them back to the wing.

Li Bai has been staying in Tangmen for the past few days, discussing with the elders of Tangmen how to cooperate? What to sell?

Because the Tang Sect's things are too precious to the outside world, they cannot release all their trump cards at once.

Just when several adults were worrying about this matter, the eccentric Tang Xiaoliu appeared again...

Three months later, Beijing.

"Hey, do you know about 'Jizhen Pavilion'?"

"Hey, hey, is it the store that opened at Dongxiangkou a month ago?"

At a small stall selling wontons, two strong men who knew each other were chatting.

The owner of the wonton stall knew without eavesdropping that the two of them must be talking about the newly opened shop in Dongxiang.

"Then do you know that the daughter of the Yang family has been selected as Princess Shou."

"Eh? Is this really true? But what does the Yang family's daughter being chosen as Princess Shou have to do with the 'Jizhen Pavilion'?"

"Hey, you are so ignorant. Six days ago, wasn't there a party in white? The daughter of the Yang family really stole the show!"

"The woman who was standing on the drum and leading the dance was Yang Yuhuan, the daughter of the Yang family."

"That woman is Yang Yuhuan? She is so beautiful, even prettier than Miss Anhui from Tianxian Tower! Hehehe, the longevity king is blessed..." One of the strong men didn't know what he thought of, and he let out an evil laugh. .

"Are you desperate for your life? How dare you miss the prince's woman?"

"Hey, didn't I talk to you because I have a good relationship with you? Forget it, there are many people here, go to my house and let's chat slowly..." With that, the two strong men paid The money left hand in hand.

There was a guest who had just come from other places, and he was excited to listen. Unexpectedly, the two strong men left halfway through the conversation.

The guest suddenly felt a little disappointed, and became more curious: Why was Yang Yuhuan's selection as the longevity princess related to a small shop?

The customer was just about to ask the owner of the wonton stall when he heard a "pop".

The customer trembled with fright. He suddenly turned around and saw a small stall appearing in the small deep alley opposite.

The stall was very strange. There were no adults, only a young boy with a half-year-old child.

The guest's eyes were caught by one of the children, who looked to be only eight or nine years old.

The child was sitting on a high stool, with his feet barely touching the ground. His clothes were as white as snow and spotless.

The child looked like a little fairy boy. Her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her jade snow is cute. Her round cat eyes are shimmering, and there are two fat little lumps of flesh on both sides of her cheeks. Her breasts are sizzling and round, and she looks very rare!

The guest felt itchy in his heart when he saw it. He wanted to rush forward immediately, hold the little fairy boy in his arms and kiss him a few times, but he held back. Because he felt that there was a pair of eyes looking at him with cold eyes.

The guest carefully moved his eyes to the young man who was staring at him.

The young man stood guarding the little fairy boy, and his appearance was also very extraordinary.

With long black eyelashes, a high bridge of nose, and thin lips, his eyes are like the glass that was popular among aristocratic families some time ago. They are beautiful and cold, handsome and reserved, with a temperament as cold as frost.

What a handsome gentleman, what a pair of immortal master and fairy boy.

When the guests came to their senses, the two children were surrounded by people.

There were men and women, old and young, and many people brought their own benches and spontaneously lined up in several rows. Almost everyone had a small cloth bag in their hand, and he saw someone taking out black melon seeds from it.

The customer asked the boss curiously, and the boss said: "Those two young heroes are here to tell us books. They have been here for half a month."

The boss showed a kind smile and said, "Sir, please don't underestimate them just because they are young!"

"The younger one is eloquent and eloquent. What he tells...are secrets that are rarely known in the world."

"The skills of the three young heroes who were guarding him were even more extraordinary. A few days ago, there were a few lazy guys who thought they were young and easy to bully. After all the listeners were gone, they wanted to follow them secretly and grab them. Their money. As a result, those lazy guys were discovered by the Third Young Hero before they could take action..."

"Then what?" The guest was aroused.

"At that time, I wanted to go up and help, but the third young man turned around and raised his hands, and those strong men fell to the ground!"

"Everyone is dead?!!!" The guest was shocked!

"I thought they were all dead at the time, and I was too scared to come forward. The three young heroes looked at me and said they were not dead, and asked me to pick up their money and throw them there..." The owner of the wonton stall touched He touched his head and told the guest about this experience.

"How skilled are these three young heroes?" The guest put down his meal money and walked into the alley. "No, I have to go and see for myself!"

As soon as the guest walked into the alley, he heard the little fairy boy narrating in his milky voice, "The figure of Yang Yuhuan on the drum is as light as a flying swallow, as graceful as a startling giant, and as graceful as a swimming dragon. He moves his hands and feet. In the meantime, the subtle fragrance surged, attracting thousands of butterflies to worship."

"Countless butterflies danced with her, and the bright sunshine shone on Yang Yuhuan's body. Her waist was slender, her limbs were slender, and she had a fairy-like and refined temperament. She was like a fairy who had just descended from fairyland to the human world."

Everyone was stunned. What kind of strange woman Yang Yuhuan must be! It can actually attract countless butterflies to dance with her!

No wonder King Shou fell in love with her at first sight and wanted to marry her as Princess Shou.

"Sisters, please don't be envious of Yang Yuhuan. Jealousy will make beautiful sisters ugly. Besides, you can also attract butterflies to dance with you." The little fairy boy showed a sweet smile.

"Sisters must have heard that 'Yang Yuhuan can make butterflies dance because she uses the perfume from 'Jizhen Pavilion'.' This is a rumor."

"Now let me tell you that this rumor is true!" Yes, this little fairy boy is Tang Xiaoliu of the Tang Sect, and the "Jizhen Pavilion" was opened by the Tang Sect and the Li family.

Tang Xiaoliu was extremely excited. They had spent so much effort and cast a net for so long just to wait until today.

Now they can finally start fishing.