for sheath

Chapter 40

Go back to the first pavilion.

Mo Ruchu was leaning on the window sill on the second floor and drinking, his faint gaze was fixed on a window in the courtyard room next door, and there was a figure of a man in black standing in front of the window, but the man's face was covered by the edge of the window. It happened to be blocked.

Suddenly familiar footsteps came from the stairs, he didn't turn his head, and just took another sip of fine wine.

"I thought you went to Miaojiang." Long Er waved the origami fan and walked leisurely into the room, "Why did you turn back halfway?"

Mo Ruchu didn't turn his head back and said, "Of course I heard some news."

"what news?"

"Didn't Dragon City's eyeliner tell you?"

"I just want to confirm that your message is the same."

Mo Ruchu twitched the corner of his mouth, "Which of the big and small movements in the world has escaped his attention."

"So, the new Miao King Wuman really sent someone to the Central Plains secretly?" Long Er frowned, put away his folding fan, and said, "Then what is his intention this time? Could it be that he really came here to target Long Zhan?" ?”

Long Zhan's wife is the most beloved daughter of the old Miao Wang. Although her death cannot be said to be sudden, it is definitely strange. No one knows whether it has anything to do with Long Zhan, and it is even more impossible for the old Miao Wang to know. Wulin and Miao Jiang did not have any friction, but the new Miao King made some moves as soon as he came up, could it be related to this matter?Or just simply want to stir up the muddy waters of the Central Plains martial arts?

"Whether it's against Long Zhan or whoever it is, this world has never really been peaceful anyway."

Long Er walked over, leaned on the window sill and sat down, raised his eyebrows and looked at the person opposite, "What do you mean, don't you plan to take care of it?"

Mo Ruchu snorted, "With the current power of Long Zhan, let alone a mere Miao king, even the current imperial court must give him three points of courtesy. How can I, a drunkard, have the right to meddle in their affairs."

Long Er followed his faint line of sight, and moved his eyes to the man in black who couldn't see his true face, "You don't get involved, it's just because the matter hasn't affected that person yet!"

Mo Ruchu didn't deny it at all, took the last sip of wine smartly, wiped his mouth, and brought the topic to the man in black, "Don't you think Brother Xi is a very special person? It's been so long that he can Stay at home."

"So what if you come out? Do you still want to ask him for a drink? He belongs to Brother Xi, and Brother Xi treats him like a treasure, so don't make plans with him." Long Er glanced at him, and then his eyes fell back on the man in black. On the body, the tone suddenly turned heavy, "But... this person is definitely not simple."

Mo Ruchu smiled erratically, stared fixedly at that figure, and murmured, "Brother Xi's..."

Long Er's eyes suddenly turned, and then fixed on the young people who were practicing martial arts together in the courtyard, his brows slowly relaxed again, but after watching for a while, they quietly gathered together again, "This Xiaoqi... Could it be that he really likes you?" Brother Xi?"

Mo Ruchu's gaze followed, nodded first, then shook his head, "Although Xiao Qi has a bad temper and is a bit dead-headed, his thoughts are still too simple, and I'm afraid he will be hit again this time." gone."

Long Er sighed, and knocked on the window sill with his fan irritably, "There are so many beauties in this world, why do all of you...all like men?"

Mo Ruchu suddenly turned around and raised his eyebrows at him, the green stubble couldn't hide his handsome face, and he showed a naughty smile, "You like to pester me since you were a child, I used to think that you only love me because you like me." So."

The folding fan in Long's second hand fell to the ground. He hurriedly lowered his head to pick it up. When he looked up again, he laughed out loud and raised his eyebrows back again, "Who says it's not? We've been friends for 30 years anyway. I don't know how many times I have pulled you back from the gate of hell, haven't you considered making a promise with your body?"

Mo Ruchu was taken aback for a moment, apparently he didn't expect him to say that, and his face was a little embarrassed for a while.

Seeing him like this, Long Er laughed even louder, and kicked him lightly, "You're kidding me, why don't I drive back?"

Mo Ruchu heaved a sigh of relief after being kicked by him. When he raised his eyes, he inadvertently caught sight of the reddish ears of the other party. He swallowed the joke he almost said again in an instant, and turned his eyes a little bit painfully. went elsewhere.

Seeing his silence, Long Er touched his nose and jumped off the window sill, ready to leave.

"Have you noticed that Brother Xi and Xiao Qi seem to have some similarities in appearance?" Mo Ruchu suddenly spoke again.

Long Er raised his foot and turned back, looked at the two young people of the same age in the courtyard, and frowned, "If you say that, they are quite alike."

Mo Ruchu chuckled, "It's no wonder that Xiao Qi wants to get close to him. I think it's better to let them become brothers with different surnames, maybe it can also break some of his thoughts."

But Long Er shook his head, "Brother Xi and Long Zhan still have inexplicable entanglements, if they become brothers with Xiao Qi again, this entanglement will only bring them more trouble."

"That's right." Mo Ruchu gave a faint wry smile.

In the yard, Mei Qi has been practicing sword with Xi Cang for more than an hour. He lacks internal energy, and now he is out of breath, but Xi Cang looks as usual. This level, but this rapid progress did not let him slack off.Long Zhan's being number one in the world is definitely not a lie. If he doesn't work harder, then the matter of revenge will be delayed for some time. Thinking of this, his subordinate's moves became more calm and sharp.

Mei Qi couldn't hold on anymore, he suddenly withdrew his sword, wiped off the fine sweat on his forehead, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll take a rest first." Turning around, he shouted out of the yard, "Meng Chuan, bring some tea!"

A young man with a swollen forehead hurriedly brought in the tea, "Young master, please use it."

This young man was Meng Chuan who passed out from kowtowing two days ago. Although he didn't kowtow a thousand in the end, Mei Qi saw that he was still obedient, so she kindly spared him this time. Fortunately, this guy's hands and feet It can be considered quick, anyway, there is still a lack of someone around who can be dispatched, so I just accepted it as a call.

Mei Qi poured down a cup of tea, and Meng Chuan hurriedly handed him a clean white handkerchief to wipe his mouth. Mei Qi nodded in satisfaction, "You are quite sensible, as long as you are obedient, I will not Thanks to you, if you dare to have the slightest disagreement, that who... is your role model, understand?"

Meng Chuan nodded quickly to express his sincerity, "The villain will be the son of the son for life and death, and the son will do what the villain tells the villain to do, and he will never dare to have other thoughts."

"Very good." Mei Qi threw the handkerchief back into the tray in his hand, poured a cup of tea and brought it up, "Okay, you go down first, remember to let the kitchen prepare my favorite roast duck at night."

"Yes." Meng Chuan stepped back respectfully.

Holding the tea, Mei Qi turned to the tireless Xi Cang and said, "Barbarian, let's have a cup of tea and rest!"

But Xi Cang seemed not to hear it, and only focused on the sword in his hand. The sword was a very ordinary iron sword, and there was a big red concentric knot tied at the end of the hilt. The concentric knot followed his The movement is like a red snake swimming endlessly in the air, changing countless ways.

Holding the teacup, Mei Qi stared blankly, his heroic and extraordinary figure made him both envious and moved, he didn't even notice when the tea became cold.

Finally, Xi Cang slowly withdrew his sword and returned it to its sheath.

Mei Qi came back to her senses, and quickly took the tea over, "Come, drink tea."

After finishing speaking, he realized that the tea was completely cold, and was about to ask Meng Chuan to bring hot tea again, when a pair of slender palms took over the teacup in his hand. He took out the handkerchief for him, but Xi Cang didn't even look at it. He just wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and then went back to the room. Mei Qi followed closely behind him, but the other party stopped suddenly and almost hit him on the back .

"That's it for today."

"Ah?" Mei Qi looked at him blankly, "What do you mean?"

Xi Cang said, "I'm going to discuss with Brother Mo later."

"I am coming too!"

"It's too early for you to learn from each other."

Mei Qi curled her lips, "Can't I go to watch the battle?"

"up to you."

When Xi Cang returned to the room, he lifted the curtain and entered the inner room. Mei Qi looked at the archway that seemed to separate them into two worlds, and depressedly kicked the stool next to her feet, not because she didn't want to follow in, but because No, because Xi Cang didn't allow it, he allowed himself to practice martial arts with him, and even allowed him to eat with their master and apprentice, but he didn't allow himself to enter the inner room for a while, and he didn't allow himself to disturb that person for a while.

"Master..." Xi Cang put the sword on the table, picked up the coat on the couch and gently wrapped it up for the person in front of the window, "Although it hasn't snowed for a long time, the weather is still very cold." Gently pecked the cold and soft lips, "I feel that my skills have improved a lot recently, and it just so happens that Mo Ruchu is in the village again, so I'll ask him for advice." After speaking, he hugged him again , and dropped a kiss on his forehead, then let him go reluctantly, took the sword and went out.

After Long Er left, Mo Ruchu went to his wine cellar to fetch two large jugs of fine wine, and then drank alone by the window with the jug in his arms. At this moment, the wine jug was already empty.He started drinking at the age of ten, and the wine he drank in the past 20 years can fill up the Dragon Lake, but the more he drank, the more sober he became, he still remembered what he should remember, and he never forgot what he shouldn't remember .

"With a knife cut off the water, the water will flow even more, and the sorrow will be even more sorrowful with wine, hehe..."

Mo Ruchu looked up at the hazy sky, his vision was a little confused, and his body was a little drunk. This is really rare. After more than 20 years of drinking, it is a miracle for him to get drunk now. I only drank two altars, why do I feel like I'm about to get drunk?

"Could it be that the mood also affects the amount of alcohol?"

Standing up unsteadily, he was about to go to the wine cellar to get some more wine. This rare drunkenness could not let it go away easily. Although waking up after drunkenness still can't change anything, but this rare moment of confusion, but It can temporarily paralyze the aching heart.

The author has something to say: please collect...

Please rate...

Please leave a message...

Seeking attention……

Ask for support...

All kinds of requests...