More complex and more connected.

Zuo Qiuming looked at Han Yu and said to me: "In fact, there is nothing worth hiding. Last night, my eldest brother went to celebrate the Nangong family's birthday. The third brother was sitting in the military camp outside the city. I stayed at the general's mansion. No one expected that He was attacked on the way back, and when I received the news and brought people to arrive, my elder brother had already been killed, and none of the Hundred Guards survived, and the pool of blood was a mess. Although the assassin left more than a dozen corpses, there was no way to verify them. "

I couldn't help frowning. There was no difference between what Zuo Qiuming said and what he didn't say. There was no useful information from what he said. Either the assassin was really clean and neat without leaving any traces, or he deliberately concealed it and didn't want to I, an outsider, talk a lot.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

"Report to General, General Wang and General Zhao came to pay homage to General Liu."

Both Han Yu and Zuo Qiuming's eyes lit up, and their expressions shook. These Wang Datong and Zhao Shijie were the leaders of the other two factions in the Jinling Army. Apart from Liu Daoqing, the two figures with the highest status in the Jinling Army were even higher than Han Yu and Zuo Qiuming.

Now that Liu Daoqing died, they were probably applauding behind their backs. It was a lie to pay homage to the general, but it was true to spy on their brothers. Han Yu snorted coldly, did they really think that once their elder brother died, they could do whatever they wanted? Glancing at me and Zuo Qiuming, Fang said, "Please!"

Wang Datong and Zhao Shijie walked in side by side.

I retreated behind Han Yu and looked at the two of them silently. I don't know much about Wang Datong and Zhao Shijie, let alone dealing with them is Han Yu and Zuo Qiuming's job, and they are relatively good at it .

Wang Datong is seven feet tall, burly and tall, with a square square face, beard, piercing eyes, and extraordinary momentum. He can be seen as a military commander at a glance.

Zhao Shijie is the complete opposite of him. If he walks on the street, as long as he is not very familiar with him, no one will think that he is a general, and they will only regard him as a weak scholar. Wearing a Confucian shirt, wearing a scholar's scarf on his head, and holding a folding fan in his hand, he looks elegant and elegant.

"The last generals, Han Yu and Zuo Qiuming, see the two generals." Han Yu and Zuo Qiuming bowed at the same time.

After the two saluted Han Yu and Zuo Qiuming, they went straight to Liu Daoqing's mourning hall and offered incense to him.

"It's unreasonable! How dare a traitor assassinate an imperial court official? I don't know if the two brothers have found out any news. I'll call in troops immediately to kill everyone." Wang Datong opened his eyes wide and said menacingly.

Han Yu said softly: "Don't dare to bother the two generals, the murderer is under investigation, I have ordered the whole city to be on guard, no one is allowed to enter or leave Jinling within three days, and I ask the two generals to forgive you for making arbitrary claims. "

Zhao Shijie smiled lightly and said, "General Liu is my Taishan Beidou in Jinling, arresting criminals is the top priority now, and I, Zhao Shijie, fully support anything that is conducive to revenge for General Liu."

Wang Datong also said: "General Zhao is right. You can rest assured to track down the real culprit. The duty of guarding Jinling will be left to me and General Zhao."

Han Yu couldn't help but sternly said: "The two generals' words are wrong. It is important to avenge General Liu, but we are soldiers first, and the first duty of soldiers is to defend our home and country. Of course it is your task to defend Jinling, but It is also our task, we will never forget the public for personal reasons, and forget the important mission of the country in order to avenge General Liu."

I couldn't help shouting "Hello, Wang Datong's words, when I heard them by chance, seemed to be good intentions to let them focus on tracking down the murderer, but after careful consideration, it was a hidden secret. Once I gave up the duty of guarding Jinling, it was tantamount to handing over the responsibility of guarding Jinling." military power and defense. And Han Yu's answer was neither serious nor serious, just right, it resolved the crisis without embarrassing them, and more importantly, he was upright and awe-inspiring.

"General Wang also has good intentions. Since General Han is so dedicated to his duties and is loyal to the emperor and serving the country, we will naturally not overdo it. We are just working hard on both sides. Please take care of your health and don't work too hard." Zhao Shijie said to the two with a smile, " Then we won't bother the two generals anymore, go back and mobilize manpower to cooperate with the two generals, and do our best." Then he said goodbye to the two with a fist.

"Please!"

After the two of them left, Han Yu and Zuo Qiuming couldn't help but looked at each other.

"Second brother should go back to the military camp to stabilize the overall situation. The two of them will definitely make some small moves in the next few days."

Zuo Qiuming nodded slightly, and then whispered in Han Yu's ear. Although the voice was very low, it fell into my ears word for word. It probably told Han Yu that I had the prince's jade pendant. Han Yu was not too surprised, but nodded silently.

Zuo Qiuming turned his head and clasped his fists at me, then galloped away with his own soldiers.

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It has been several days since Liu Daoqing and Yan Huitian were buried.

Thinking that the two heroes are world-class, in the end they are nothing more than a handful of loess, and human beings are nothing more than that, without exception.

A few days after Liu Daoqing was assassinated, there was no turmoil in Jinling as some people imagined, but it was deathly quiet, so chillingly quiet.

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building.

Liu Qingying has become a different person since then. These days, she has never got out of bed and walked a step. When she is awake, she lies on the bed and stares blankly at the white tent, but she has no focus, her eyes are blank, and she is tired. Then close your eyes.

But in just a few days, she lost a whole circle of weight. If Xie Yu hadn't helped her comb her hair and wash her hair every day, no one would have recognized her as the famous Liu Qingying.

I sat on the edge of the bed and fed the ginseng soup into her mouth spoonful by spoonful. When I brought the spoon to her mouth, she opened her mouth.Opening the mouth seems to only be able to do this mechanical movement. Looking at her lifeless in front of me, I couldn't help feeling a little sad in my heart.

I caressed her flawless but too pale face with my big hand, my eyes were blurred, I couldn't bear to look at it anymore, I closed my eyes, opened them again after a long time, looked at her and said with heartache: "I beg you to wake up Okay? Do you know how many people are restless and sleepless because of your depression? Do you know how selfish it is for you to close yourself and lick your wounds by yourself?" I couldn't help but become more and more excited as I said it, holding her in my hands Turning her beautiful face around, "Do you still remember Wuxia? Your biological daughter? She is on her way here at the moment. Don't you let her suffer the pain of losing her mother after losing her father?" ?Seeing you now, do you know how sad she must be? Do you want her to become like you now? "

"Wake up for me, wake up for me!" I patted her beautiful face with my right hand and shouted loudly.

"Sanggong, don't do this!" At this moment, Xie Yu just walked in with Han Yu.

Seeing the woman he loved the most in his heart become like a dead person, Han Yu felt more pain in his heart than anyone else. He seldom came to see her, he was running around all day, non-stop, just not allowing himself a chance to rest, he tried his best to numb himself, otherwise when he stopped, thinking of her, the heart-wrenching pain would make her He can't take it. No one knew that he loved Qingying more than anyone else, including her husband Yan Huitian. He turned his body slightly and turned to one side, not having the courage to look at her again. His slightly trembling body showed the love in his heart. uncomfortable.

No one expected that Liu Qingying's lifeless eyes would turn slightly twice, and the focus would gradually focus on one point, and her eyes would gradually brighten up.

She stretched out her jade hand to take my hand away from her face, and gave me a cold look. Those penetrating eyes made my heart tremble, as if I had fallen into a thousand-year ice cellar.

Although she was noble and cold in the past, she didn't make people feel unapproachable, but now, the chill in her body is enough to push people three feet away.

Among the women I've seen, there is no more glamorous than Tianxiang. Of course, in front of me, that is a unique exception. However, Liu Qingying is a little colder than Tianxiang now, and she can't see any emotional fluctuations in her body.

"Aunt Liu?"

"Miss?"

Although everyone felt her remarkable changes, it was even more gratifying that she could wake up.

Liu Qingying's eyes as cold as ice swept across several people, and finally landed on Han Yu, and said, "Have my elder brother and Huitian's funeral been taken care of?"

The voice was very calm, as if those two people had nothing to do with her. Han Yu didn't dare to look into her emotionless eyes, bowed and said, "Miss Hui, brother and brother Yan have already buried themselves in peace."

Liu Qingying just nodded lightly, "Go out first, I have something to talk to Xiaofeng alone."

Naturally, Han Yu would not go against her will, and walked out with a bow. I nodded slightly to Jieyu, and she then left the room.

Chapter 3 Between thoughts

"Thank you for taking care of me." Liu Qingying half leaned on the embroidered couch, stroked the hair on her forehead, looking extremely elegant, and suddenly a faint smile appeared in her eyes looking at me.

After I raped her, she never gave me a chance to be alone again. In order not to let others see the flaws, she would smile and greet me when she saw me. Maybe others couldn't see it, but I understood her love for me. hate.

However, her smile at this time made me unable to feel even a trace of her hatred for me, but I knew that the distance between her and me was not getting closer, but farther away. That is not only for me, but for the whole world she no longer has much attachment.

My heart trembled suddenly, and I suddenly wanted to come alone—Chang'e, who was as beautiful as her, after taking the elixir, her body became lighter and lighter, and she floated to the boundless sky, just like her at this time, leaving The world is getting further and further away.

Seeing her still beautiful, I couldn't help feeling the urge to cry, but now her smile made me feel more uncomfortable than the indifference when she just woke up, and said bitterly: "But I'd rather you hate me."

Liu Qingying said in surprise, "What do I hate you for?"

I don't know if she really forgot, or if she pretended to cover it up, but I have no choice but to keep silent.

She sighed faintly, looking at me with hazy eyes, "Xiaofeng, Aunt Liu wants to discuss something with you, I wonder if you can agree?"

"What you want me to do, as long as I can do it, no matter what, I won't frown, you can say whatever you want." I have always felt guilty towards her, and being able to make up for her has always been my wish .

Seeing my solemn demeanor, Liu Qingying couldn't help but smiled lightly and said, "It's not as serious as you imagined. As long as you have the ability to make your wives docile, it's you who will take advantage."

I smiled wryly and said, "Then don't be a fool, tell me quickly, it makes me really uncomfortable."

"Do you still remember Wushuang?" When Wushuang was mentioned, Liu Qingying's eyes lit up with a hint of pampering.

I said solemnly: "Brother Wushuang, how could I not remember? How could Aunt Liu ask so much?"

"That's good. What's your impression of Wushuang?"

"Brother Wushuang is gentle, elegant and personable. He is the real good son in troubled times. The world has long concluded that Mr. Wushuang is unparalleled in the world. I have the utmost admiration for him."

"That's good, then I marry her to you, you should have no objection?" Liu Qingying looked at myLooking at her face, she said softly: "You! You are so kind to her in your heart, but you are so fierce on the surface? Are you afraid that she will hold grudges against you?"

Su Zhiyu couldn't help shaking her head with a wry smile, and sighed softly, "This girl is good at everything, but she cares too much about me, lest I accidentally suffer from others. No, I just heard some troubles from me , I ran to your place to fetch reinforcements."

Hearing what she said, my heart was half relieved. This at least shows that she has no real intention of using herself as a bargaining chip.

"Even if Zhiyu doesn't think about herself, she still has to think about her mother. If Zhiyu really doesn't cherish herself that much, she doesn't know how sad she will be." She laughed at herself.

"Your mother?" This was the first time she mentioned her family in front of me, and I couldn't help but repeat it in surprise.

"What? Can't Zhiyu have a mother?"

"No, I'm just curious." Seeing her reproach, I could only smile wryly. I couldn't help but yearn to meet her mother earlier, "I don't know what kind of beauty a mother who can give birth to a daughter like Yu'er will be."

"You!" Su Zhiyu couldn't help but glared at me fiercely. It seemed that in this man's eyes he only had beautiful women, and he couldn't be serious at all. She even regretted not seeing the true face of this rascal earlier.

Chapter Thirteen: Butian Pavilion

Diagonally opposite to the left of "Ye Lai Xiang" is a distinctive restaurant. It is neither luxurious nor elegant, but it is well known in Jinling.

It's not difficult to enter its threshold, as long as you have three pennies, you can go in and have a good time. If it's just that, then it's nothing. Its brilliance lies in the fact that no matter how elegant people enter it, they won't feel vulgar. This is what makes it unique.

Both refined and popular tastes are perfectly interpreted here.

Logically speaking, a place like this should have a very happy or simple name, but on the contrary, the name of this restaurant is neither happy nor simple, but it will make many people who see it for the first time stop.

It's hard to imagine that this is the name of a restaurant. According to common sense, this unlucky name is enough to make people shy away, and it is enough for everyone to send it to the 18th floor of hell forever, but the strange thing is that this restaurant is in the hands of Qibei. The business is bleak, but there are an endless stream of customers.

Twenty years ago, since it was changed from a shop to an inn, Qibei gradually became known and accepted by Jinling people along with his inn. Today, it is the most famous inn in Jinling.

Hate the sea is hard to fill, this originally very sad word has quietly changed in the hearts of Jinling people in the past twenty years.

Kind as hands, warm as home.

Today's Jianghu people almost always live in this inn when they arrive in Jinling.

Hate that the sea is hard to fill, the four big characters engraved on the giant plaque stand proudly in the bitter evening wind.

The sky has completely dimmed, but the lights here are brightly lit, like daytime.

Although there were many guests, it didn't seem noisy at all.

Qi Bei, who was counting the accounts on the counter, trembled suddenly in his heart. The earth-shattering breath was so familiar to him, but he hadn't felt it for many years.

Twenty years, maybe longer.

Before I knew it, it had been twenty years. Every day in the past twenty years has been a long suffering for him.

He is not a peaceful person, but during the twenty years of waiting, the years have worn away the edges and corners of his body little by little. Even he himself can't believe that he has really stayed here for two years. ten years.

Qibei, this name may still be known to some people in the Jianghu, after all, this "Hate the Sea Difficult to Fill" is one of the most famous inns in the Jianghu, and everyone who owns it has heard of it, but no one compares it with the other two. The words are linked together—Qida, those two words that chilled so much twenty years ago.

The number one confidant of Zhong Shidao, the lord of the Demon Sect, and Zhong Shidao's spokesperson in the martial arts. Twenty years ago, he could make countless famous sects tremble with fear with just a word.

Now, he often looks at himself in the bronze mirror. He often doubts whether he is still himself. There is no trace of his old appearance. If he went to a certain sect and said that he was Qi Da, he might not only fail to achieve the original effect, but would be thrown out as a lunatic instead.

Zhong Shidao's words made him wait here for twenty years with peace of mind. He didn't even ask why these three words once. His incomparable charm, as if the whole world exists only for him, as long as he appears, no matter where he is, he is so dazzling.

He slowly raised his head, but saw that Sunan, who was going upstairs, was also stagnant on the stairs.

That was really the aura of the suzerain, and there was a trace of unconcealable excitement in Sunan's eyes.

Sunan is much younger than Qibei, probably in his early forties, with fair skin and dressed as a scholar. Different from Qibei's kindness, he looks very indifferent, giving people the impression that he is a noble and down-and-out scholar, and he is indeed a rare and well-educated person in the world.

Originally from a famous family, Sunan was one of the few rising stars in the Jianghu back then. However, he who has always regarded himself very high, completely changed the trajectory of his destiny after meeting Zhong Shidao.

He lost that bet, and what he lost was his whole life. He also won, won a master who is unparalleled in the world.

Since then, the famous "Jade Horse" in the world has disappeared, and there is only Sunan from the Butian Pavilion of the Momen.He seldom admired anyone, but Zhong Shidao's bearing and mind made him so determined. From the moment he followed him, he forgot who he really was.

Seeing Qi Bei looking at him and nodding slightly, Sunan couldn't help feeling a warm current in his heart. For so many years, only Qi Bei cared about him like a father and an elder brother. From the moment he stepped over the threshold, everything in the future was doomed.

When I came out of Wanyun Pavilion, I felt a burst of relief. Things were finally not as bad as Yi Ning said.

Thinking of Yi Ning, I couldn't help being a little funny, and that girl was pretty dazed too.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly a figure flashed not far away, bypassing the beams of the house, and that glimpse was like a flash of lightning.

Without thinking, I started and chased after the moon like a shooting star.

The man's steps were not fast or long, but in the blink of an eye, he had passed tens of feet.

I couldn't help being startled inwardly. I've only seen the lightness kungfu reach such a state of perfection, only in Brother Yang. I don't know who this person is.

I raised my skill to 80%, but I still can't get any closer. It's still not too far or too close.

The figure in front of him who didn't land on the ground seemed to be walking in the void, unrestrained and leisurely. He obviously still had some strength left, but he never left my sight.

I suddenly realized that I was his target for tonight. The reason he was trying so hard was to attract me. Thinking of this, I gradually slowed down, and I was not so eager to catch up. Sure enough, the shadow in front also slowed down.

A smile couldn't help but appear on my face. Now, I'm not so impatient, and I followed behind with leisurely steps. Although the surface is very relaxed, but the bottom of the heart is extremely vigilant. Faced with this level of masters, no one dares to be careless, even if it is the master, Brother Yang or Ling Yuexian, they may not dare to say that they will be able to win easily.

Along the roof on the left side of the side street, after a few ups and downs, you arrive at a barren waste garden. When I turned the corner to the side, I felt that my feet were lowered, and the stone slab he walked on turned into powder under my feet. I folded my right foot, and with a little force on my left foot, I rushed forward like a big roc spreading its wings.

However, the man had already stopped his figure, and it seemed that he was waiting for my sweep. He turned around suddenly, raised his big hand, and a strong wind hit me.

His movements were very casual, like flowing clouds and flowing water inadvertently, and the strong wind didn't make too much noise, just like a light breeze, but the swirling air flow made me feel it clearly when I was several feet away. That indescribable oppression.

He arrived in front of me in a blink of an eye. The speed was so fast that I couldn't dodge. When it was inevitable, I waved my right hand to meet him.

There is no loud noise as imagined, no picture of gravel flying across the sky, and the two forces pass through each other clearly and distinctly.

There were two soft "bang" sounds, and my palm hit him hard, and the force of his fist actually landed on my chest.

With a soft snort, in this short moment, I have gained precious time and withdrew the sword in my hand.

At this time, with the help of the moonlight, I could see clearly what the person in front of me looked like.

It was an old man with white eyebrows and long beard, dressed in green clothes, thin and hale, with a kind smile on his face, if he was walking on the street, anyone would only regard him as the old man next door, but at this time and here , but his kind eyes made me feel a little guilty.

With a "choke", I put the long sword that had just been withdrawn into its sheath. From the punch just now, I felt that he had neither killing intent nor killing intent. Natural instinct, just like wanting to eat when hungry.

He looked at me and smiled slightly, then turned his gaze to the back of me, with his feet slightly open, his hands behind his back, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that his expression was different, my heart moved, and then I started to look around. Sure enough, there was a breath of life that I was very familiar with not far behind me, and there was another wave of energy fluctuations behind him.

"Huajian sent Hua Jieyu to meet Uncle Qi." Following the sound of these words, Jieyu's pretty figure appeared from the dark side.

Every frown, smile, and every word and rest are full of unspoken and strange charm. At this time, she has brought her beauty to the extreme, like a goddess under the moon who has fallen into the mortal world, hazy, mysterious and elegant.

The old man was surprised at first, and then smiled joyfully, "I haven't seen you in twenty years. I didn't expect that Xiao Jieyu from back then is now so fresh. Where's your master? Is she okay?"

Hearing Qi Bei mention Master, Hua Jieyu couldn't help but feel sad, and said quietly: "Master, she has been immortal for many years."

"What!" Qi Bei's whole body trembled, and an inexplicable sorrow appeared on his face. She, who was so beautiful that even her master was reluctant to hurt even the slightest bit, went just like that. I don't know what will happen when the master gets this news in the future. sad.

"Master's only concern before his death is Uncle Zhong's whereabouts. I wonder if uncle can tell Xie Yu, and let Xie Yu comfort the spirit of the late master." Xie Yu's eyes showed the same hope when he mentioned Master Zhong in front of me. .

This is something she promised her master more than ten years ago, but she still hasn't fulfilled her promise for more than ten years. It is already a heavy burden in her heart, and she can't let go of it every day.

There was a trace of helplessness on Qi Bei's sad face. Human beings could not escape this hurdle, so what if the master's towering ability to create the world could be used? Didn't the woman I love end up as a handful of loess.

He understands the feelings of Xie Yu's master and apprentice very well, so he can understand it better.In Xie Jieyu's state of mind, he looked at Xie Yu with pity and said, "Uncle wants to help you very much, but..." He suddenly sighed, "But I also don't know where the master is. To tell you the truth, after so many years Come on, I have been inquiring about the master, but I have found nothing."

Xie Yu couldn't help but smiled bitterly. This was the second time she was disappointed. The two people she thought were the most promising brought her endless disappointment. Sometimes the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, "Then Is there any trace of Uncle Zhong before he disappeared, or what did he explain?"

Qi Bei slowly turned his gaze to me, "At that time, the master did have some abnormalities. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Now that I think about it, the master seems to have a premonition of what will happen in the future."

"What exactly did Uncle Zhong say?"

Qi Bei looked at me all the way down, and finally landed on the white ring on my finger, and said solemnly: "The master once wanted us to keep our names incognito for 20 years, and only after we found his aura can we recover." Now in the world, the person who wears the black jade twenty years later will be the new owner of my Butian Pavilion."

"See the suzerain!" Qi Bei knelt down as soon as he finished speaking.

At the same time, another figure appeared behind him, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, and knelt down on the ground. It's that other hidden energy breath - Sunan.

Chapter Fourteen Wan Qing Visits

Looking at the two people kneeling on the ground abruptly, I couldn't help but smile slightly, "Your Excellency, I'm afraid you have misunderstood the person. I am a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, and I am also the master of Xie Yu, but I have nothing to do with the noble sect. Your Excellency wants to choose a new master, and find someone else." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but he was paying attention to the changes between the two of them.

Qi Bei and Sunan kept their heads down and knelt on the ground without moving. Qibei confirmed through the palm just now that I was using the supreme mental method of Butian Pavilion. The two of them had already confirmed in their hearts that I was the successor of their master, the new generation of venerable demons. Even though I knew I was walking forward, I didn't raise my head. Zhong Shidao's casual words made them so loyal, which shows how deep-rooted Zhong Shidao's weight in their hearts is.

Although there are constant disputes within the Demon Sect, the Huajian Sect and Butian Pavilion have always been on good terms, and there has never been a large-scale conflict since the establishment of the sect. It is said that the founders of the two sects were a loving couple. Although it was God's will that they could not marry each other, they remained infatuated with each other. Although this has not been finally confirmed, it has gradually been recognized by the disciples of the two sects.

Twenty years ago, when Xie Yu's master and Zhong Shidao were in charge of the two sects, there was even a tendency to contract as a family. Everyone knew the special relationship between the two of them. Therefore, although the Huajian Sect doesn't have much contact with the outside world, it knows everything about Butian Pavilion better than any other sect, and Qi Bei and Sunan often go to the Huajian Sect. There is a lot of love, so Xie Yu and Qi Su have a very deep relationship.

Since Uncle Zhong said that, the two uncles would definitely not go against his old man's will, and no outsider would understand the supreme status of Master Zhong in the Demon Sect, nor would he be able to comprehend his incomparable strange charm .

Mo Yu is wearing it on his hand now, that is a fact that no one can deny, although Xie Yu also knows that he is Tang Mengyao's apprentice of the Shushan Sword School, but even she herself cannot believe that he is really the same as Master Zhong The slightest relationship, not to mention Qisu two people.

Once they recognized him as Master Zhong's disciple, once they recognized his status as suzerain, if he hadn't spoken, they would really have knelt here forever.

Seeing the man walking forward slowly, Xie Yu couldn't help but feel anxious secretly. Looking at the two kneeling on the ground without any reaction, and then at the man in front of her, she opened and closed her mouth several times, and finally couldn't help calling Xianggong.

Hearing Xie Yu's voice, I turned my head to look at her, but saw that her brows were slightly locked, and there was a trace of hope and pleading in her beautiful eyes looking at me.

"You all get up first." I stopped, turned my gaze to the two, and said calmly.

Actually, I didn't really leave, it was just to test the two of them.

I have a faint feeling that I will be inseparable from the Momen in the future. First it was Xieyu, and now it is the Butian Pavilion.

From the first time Xie Yu asked me about Master Zhong, I had some doubts. What I learned was actually the magic method, and the gift my master gave me was actually the token of the suzerain of the magic door.

Now that the people in Butian Pavilion have reappeared, I have somehow become their suzerain again. As for why, even I myself don't know.

Now it seems that the connection of these two incidents is not accidental, but a careful layout. Even if the master is not involved, at least he is an insider.

I don't doubt the master, nor do I doubt her reasons and capital, but I can't figure out why she did this.

She herself is the backbone of the White Dao, but she wants her disciples to be the villains of the Demon Sect. If there is such a day when good and evil are in conflict, will she be cruel to confront me with swords?

"Thank you, Sovereign." After Qi Bei and Sunan got up, they stood on both sides of me respectfully with their hands down, without saying a word.

A kind of inexplicable tiredness and embarrassment suddenly rose in my heart, and I really wanted to go back to Shushan again and ask her for clarification.

Although she surpasses everything in my heart, I want to be a person, not her puppet.

Yes, I want to be a human being, not a puppet. No one can play with me, not even her.

After that bit of heartache, it suddenly became extremely clear.

I don't want to look up at her anymore, I want to look at her calmly. That requires the confidence to defy the world, and only strength is the source of self-confidence.

theI don't know if it was a coincidence or I didn't pay attention, but I didn't see the boss here a few times.

Right now is the time when the inn is busiest with people. The Jianghu people don't have the habit of going to bed early like ordinary people, and they are not as refined and refined as the scholars. The hearty laughter is the most heard here.

Walking up to the second floor, I first looked at the position I was used to when I came here.

It is facing the window, and a few feet outside the window is the Qinhuai River that feeds Jinling.

The winding and winding Qinhuai River is a symbol of Jinling, and unintentionally decorates the scenery here.

The reason why I like that location is that apart from the quiet and elegant Qinhuai River and the graceful weeping willows along the river, what’s more important is that there are tourists passing by in a hurry, leisurely tourists, or tourists on the deep path between the restaurant and the river. A poet overlooking the river.

You are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.

I didn't let Qi Bei follow us. After coming here, I didn't want to know more about the situation of the Demon Gate. After coming to Jinling, I have never been as relaxed as I used to be when visiting. At this moment, I can't help but feel a sense of interest to appreciate the scenery of lakes and mountains again.

There was already a person sitting on that small table, a young and handsome monk who looked to be in his early twenties.

He was wearing a white monk's robe, but he drank without any scruples in public. He doesn't drink pots and pots like other Jianghu people, but pours it into a cup, tastes it sips, and tastes it sips.

His face was very calm, as if he had already ignored the existence of others, and he was concentrating on drinking and eating. All the dishes on the table are vegetarian, without any fishy meat.

I couldn't help but smile lightly, what an interesting little monk! Quitting meat but not alcohol, I don't know if this guy will quit sex.

I pulled Xie Yu, walked towards that table, and sat down opposite him.

Looking at Qinhuai at night at this time has a special flavor.

Qinhuai is ten miles away, with boundless wind and moon, beautiful women like jade, and none better than Jinling.

The beauty of Jinling has long been recognized by the whole world.

Across the river is the famous rouge powder tent in Jinling, which has left countless stories about the tenderness of heroes and heroes and writers and poets.

Singing, singing, singing and dancing, and beautiful lanterns and shadows are all set off on the rippling blue waves of the Qinhuai River.

Seeing the familiar lamp shadow over there, listening to Yanyan's laughter occasionally, I couldn't help but think of the indulgence I once had, but no matter what, that has become a thing of the past.

The only regret is that, due to the late night, that trail is now deserted.

After a while, the waiter brought out the side dishes I had ordered before, and of course the pot of yellow soup was indispensable.

"In the vast sea of ​​people, meeting is fate. I have nothing else, but there is still a jug of dirty wine." I opened the neck of the jug and filled it up for him first, then for myself.

Smelling the strong fragrance of Biluochun, his plain eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at his wine pot, then at mine, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face. As soon as he came, he ordered Xiao Er to serve the best wine, but now it seems that the best wine is not in his glass.

I couldn't help but smile a little. The moment I opened the bottle neck, I also found that this wine was different. It was only the pleasant fragrance that made people intoxicated. The few times I came here before, although I wanted the best wine, it couldn’t be compared with this wine at all. I immediately understood that this was not for sale. Qi Beiding just put him at the bottom of the box and took out the wine that I couldn’t bear to drink. .

Xie Yu gently tugged at the corner of my clothes, I turned my head to look at her, her little hand pointed to the side secretly, I looked in that direction, but saw the eyes of several big men sitting next to me glowing golden Looking at my hands, the throat growled even more unconsciously, as if wishing to swallow my hands together.

I couldn't help but smile wryly. Although Qi Bei had good intentions, he unintentionally caused me a lot of trouble.

It was also the first time I encountered this kind of peerless wine. In all fairness, it is definitely much better than Qin Qing's own brewed wine. Although I was very reluctant to part with it, I finally threw the half pot of wine over and smiled at them. Gently nodded.

Those big hands stretched out suddenly, and the three of them caught the wine at the same time, you look at me, I look at you, but in the end they refused to give in to each other.

I turned around and ignored their disputes, it was just a way of exchanging feelings between their brothers.

I raised my glass and stretched it out, and the monk also raised his glass,

I just took a sip, but the scorching warm current flowed down my throat and melted into my internal organs, dredging the seven meridians and eight meridians, making the whole body comfortable and full of aftertaste.

"Good wine!" The monk's slightly closed eyes slowly opened.

I picked up the wine glass, and my eyes rested on the glass. I couldn't help thinking of the scene of having a drink with my elder brother by the Dongting Lake, sister Xixi was beside me, pouring wine for me, and Qingxuan held the pot for my elder brother. Now that there is good wine, there is one less person. No matter how beautiful the wine is, it can no longer feel the same as before. I couldn't help but feel sad, and said casually: "Master, is it better for wine or for people?"

He shook his head lightly, "Wine is good, and people are good, but from my point of view, the more important thing is people's hearts." After speaking, he looked at me and smiled softly, then raised his glass and took another sip.

I couldn't help but be surprised. I just sent out a moment of feeling. I didn't expect his answer. I didn't expect his answer to be so profound. It was reasonable, but it was obviously unexpected by ordinary people.

Good wine, good people, good heart. This is a simple wine tasting but there are such harsh conditions.

"Good wine, good people, good heart." I read it softly, looking into his eyes, "I wonder if there is anyone in Master who wishes her a good life?Almost all of them were done by people from An Lushan, but the terrible thing is that they don't know who they are. They only know that his son An Qing'en is among them, but where he is, they have searched all over the place. Jinling couldn't find any clues either.

I just explained clearly to Aunt Liu and Han Yu, but it is difficult to put it into practice.

Xinyu didn't retort her lips as usual, bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, hesitated for a while, and finally took out the hand hidden behind her, "This is a letter from Miss Su."

I reached out to take it, only to see that on the pink cover there were four slender characters "Feng Jun kisses you", which were exactly Zhiyu's handwriting that I was very familiar with.

"Zhiyu, what's wrong with her?" I pondered for a long time, but only these words came out of my throat.

"Miss Su left all night last night." Xinyu seemed to be afraid that I would spill my anger on her, so every word she said was soft and cautious.

My half-bowed body suddenly fell back on the chair, opened my mouth slightly, and closed my eyes gently.

Sister Qing is gone, Xie Yu is gone, Wuxia is missing, and now even Zhiyu is gone.

Gone, all gone.

I let out a long breath, and said softly, "Leave, it's fine to go." It's just that I clearly felt an unprecedented loneliness.

I suddenly understood why Zhiyu was still so close to me with her other identity and face yesterday. It turned out that it was the last memory she left for me.

Xinyu opened her mouth, but in the end she still didn't speak. She turned around gently and left quietly. Just the moment he turned around, two crystal clear tears fell down that pretty face.

Seeing the decadent appearance of the man at the moment, there is no trace of the demeanor she had when she first met him. She only felt that her heart was hurting, but in the end she couldn't resist not comforting him, not even a single word.

She understands that a man needs comfort and encouragement when he is frustrated, but she knows that she is not that person, and what he needs is not her, but she also has her own pride.

Since that's the case, she can only leave him alone and let him heal slowly, even if it means crying. She understands that a man doesn't want others to see him as weak. They have a strong appearance, but the occasional vulnerability is only enjoyed by themselves.