Martial King’s Retired Life

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Click. The scissors squeaked loudly. -The branches were dotted with a few Xuemei, and the branches that overflowed with light fragrance fell to the ground. The impact force reached, the branches and tails still trembled, the white petals drifted a few petals, and the wind-send, snow-like white plum K dance under the winter sun, and the oblique shadow of the courtyard was a little more elegant.

Northern martial arts love Huai, Jiangnan martial arts love plum.

Plum blossoms are not afraid of the cold, they are more fragrant after the snow, and have a high-quality character. They are often loved by saints, and they are called gentlemen in flowers. They coincide with the swords of gentlemen in the soldiers, and they are in line with the traditional Jiangnan culture that has always loved elegance.

Therefore, in the Jiangnan area, swordsmen love plum blossoms. All the courtyards that are not cut are always decent bonsai. Among them, Luojian Mountain Villa is the most important. Not only is the plum tree planted up and down in the villa, the Luojia family crest is also based on the five petals of the plum flower.

This plum is being pruned by the people, but it is a well-cut white water in a pot. The petals of this flower are as white as the snow, and the stamens are like the wind. The petals are born with strange patterns, like folds like waves, blown by the cold wind, and always open in the wind, trembling layers of white waves, imitating clouds, if the returning wind is snow, it is the best in Hanmei. This flower is also named as Canxiu Zhaoshui because of its ice-cold and touching quality, and the meaning of taking the winter to get over the residual snow is clear, which is probably the ingenuity derived from this scene.

The pruner's craftsmanship is very extraordinary. He doesn't take thin branches, but chooses to rough and cut the knife. An exquisite fine shear almost used in a woman's boudoir turned out to be like a broad-edged large shear in his hand. She cut it with ease, the branches fell sharply, and the incision was extremely sharp. This person is not fast, but the cut bonsai stands one after another. If it meets the columns, if it is in line with the words in the Garden, it can be said that it has got the middle sham.

He cut left and right, and gradually formed.

If anyone comes to see this Baibi Zhaoshui, I'm afraid that this is not the plum blossom that was elegant yesterday.

And if anyone recognizes this person, I'm afraid he will be scared to death. Widely

Because this person should not appear so easily. He should not engage in any activity in the sun at this time. Even if there were reasons why he had to do it, one should definitely not have to prune plums quietly in the courtyard.

He is the sneaky thief that is feared by the world as the northern heroes-Alples.

It is said that Alples is a marvelous martial artist. Although it is also related to his childhood encounters, he did not encounter any unsolvable difficulties in martial arts. This situation is also known as the world's commonly known as one-eighteen martial arts mastery.

What I see now, even if he doesn't know if he is really proficient in various weapons, at least this scissors makes it excellent. He was burly and strong, with a tower-like height, and he didn't seem to be good at such fine work. His hands are wide and thick, covered with rough cocoons, and his tall body, compared with a plum in the basin, with plums hanging from the wind, it seems that the skin is thicker than this plum branch.

He just did a great job, and the little scissors are more handy, as if they have been used in his hands for a lifetime.

Alpens slowly and slowly trimmed the bonsai, gradually dwindling to the back and getting slower and slower.

"Report!"

A serious voice like Xiaofeng killing suddenly erupted, dissolving the tranquil atmosphere of the courtyard, a big man fell down like an eagle, and fell to his knees in front of Alpoli.

The ghosts and gangs have distinct classes, and the charms and the oxen, the ghosts and the snakes each have a flag, and they are divided into positive and negative positions. Each of the four is the flag owner, and there is a deputy flag owner below.

The man who came here was the deputy banner owner of Qi-Ban, and was named the epidemic ghost. There are many heroes in the northern Xinjiang, except for the Zombie-Banner, the brave and fierce warriors in the remaining three flags are not a few. This man named Plague Ghost is one of them. Among the four ghosts, the most savage, so many people under his control are not contaminated by this habit, but a vicious army. The epidemic ghost is the most thorough one who has accepted and inherited this habit, and has therefore become the deputy leader of the cricket.

Behind him was a blood-stained ghost-headed sword, and his murderous spirit seemed to have just returned from the battlefield. However, as he knelt down, he felt the charming fragrance of flowers, and when he looked up again, it was his murderous spirit that was infected by this ubiquitous tranquil atmosphere, and gradually disappeared.

The epidemic could not help but shock. The master of martial arts had the heaviest spirit. If he did, he would be as murderous as this time. What else would he fight? Jiucheng had lost 90%. Mind: This floral fragrance can restrain the sword and murderous spirit, it can be described as a soldier who defeats without fighting, the master is really smart.

The epidemic was lost in the atmosphere for a moment, but it was because of its inner strength that it had returned to God. He came here to report, and he dared not speak for a long time and bowed his head respectfully: "Master, the flag owner has news from Changzhou, please allow his subordinates to report."

Alberus did not answer, but calmly pruned the branches. He-momentarily contemplating,-frowning, cautiously seems to be playing tricks with peerless masters, and after a long time stretched his eyebrows and smiled, seemingly addicted to it, very relaxed. In the thin air of winter, the sun is falling obliquely, and sunlight, standing shadows, white plums, scissors, cold winds, and Alples seem to be integrated into one and can no longer be separated. One action, one movement, is inseparable from nature and completely enters into a space that is hard for people to see.

At this moment, Alples was clearly standing in front of him, but the epidemic ghost seemed to have nothing in front of him-there was only Xiaoyuan Hanmei and Dongyang proudly standing. Nothing else.

The epidemic ghost said: the ghost of the past master

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