New Times Inn

"The position of the leader of the martial arts alliance should fall into the hands of that guy."

"Of course, he's been looking forward to this position for a long time."

On a cruise ship in Jiangnan, a group of people whispered while drinking.

"Actually, only he is famous and powerful. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find anyone else."

"So, what happened ten years ago, won't anyone mention it?" Suddenly someone asked softly.

His words seemed to be saying something bad, and the ship instantly became quiet.

After a long time, someone chuckled.

"How is that possible."

"Ten years ago, nothing happened."

…

"This is the wine that I have kept for three years."

Ji Yihan said when he saw the woman sitting beside her.

She took out a small glass and poured him a glass of wine.

"Alcohol may be slightly stronger, but it is very useful to relieve boredom, please feel free to drink."

Ji Yihan looked at the shopkeeper in front of him, her hair fell down low, revealing half of her face.

The shopkeeper is a very beautiful woman.

In addition to this bottle of wine, there is a stack of salted peanuts in the tray.

"I don't have that much money." Ji Yihan lowered his head and said, "I can only pay for a glass of wine."

"It doesn't matter." The shopkeeper laughed.

"You owe it and pay it back to me later."

The conversation between the two was exceptionally calm.

Ji Yihan wanted to ask the shopkeeper why he thought he could give it back to her in the future. In fact, he has always been a little too poor, and every day counts.

Why does the shopkeeper have such confidence in him?

Ji Yihan himself is a very good person.

For him, there is nothing in this world that particularly concerns him.

If he has ten pennies on him, then he will use all the ten pennies to buy wine, without thinking about how to live in the future.

In fact, a large number of people in Jianghu are like him, because this is a place where there is no tomorrow after today.

"The knife."

Li Qi was washing vegetables in the kitchen, and said drunkenly to Chu Chang next to him.

"It used to be Ji Wuming's knife."

"Ji Wuming?" Chu Changzui, who was quietly preparing to listen to the story, suddenly widened his eyes.

"Wait, is this knife his?"

"Yes."

The sound of washing vegetables in the room continued for a while, and Chu Changzui's shocked voice came again, "Then that person, shouldn't that be Ji Wuming's son?"

"Probably."

Li Qi put the dishes aside, "But I've never heard of him having a son, when I met him, he was already famous all over the world, but I was still a Just a nameless guy."

"How did Ji Wuming's son fall into such a state?" Chu Changzui seemed to be very puzzled.

"His knife technique is extremely terrifying. Over the years, I have only seen his knives technique that the more painful the practitioner, the stronger the practice."

Chu Changzui couldn't help but have a shadow of a person in his mind.

—Ji Wuming.

Many years ago, he was a mediocre person. However, after the death of his wife, his skills greatly increased and he became the most terrible swordsman in the arena at that time.

Everyone said that he had a particularly terrible swordsmanship, however, there were few people who were attracted to his swordsmanship.

Because his knife skills are very evil, so evil that ordinary people can't resist.

It is rumored that only those who have experienced the deepest love and hate will have a great increase in skill, which is why Ji Wuming's strength has grown rapidly only after the death of his wife.

Although such exercises are indeed very powerful, most people do not wish to suffer the same setbacks and pain as him.

I don't know if this is a blessing in disguise, Li Qi thought.

He thought of his parents who passed away for various reasons, and suddenly laughed at himself.

"But anyway, Ji Wuming's son is too..." Before Chu Changzui finished speaking, Li Qi robbed him.

"This is not bad, at least, it shows that his son has not suffered as much damage as him, so, isn't it good?"

Feng Qing looked a little embarrassed at the man lying on the table.

She didn't expect that the big brother who seemed to be able to kill two altars of burning knives in one bite would be knocked down by her.

This is not enough.

Feng Qing shook her head and wanted to go upstairs to get this eldest brother some hangover pills, but before he could leave, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

In this way, Feng Qing was almost shocked.

"Why is it so quiet in the inn today?" A person in charge of monitoring Feng Qing outside the house came in curiously and took a look.

Then, he saw a person he had never seen before lying on the table of the inn, and his hand was still tightly holding the hand of the shopkeeper.

The man shuddered violently.

What's going on here?

He intuitively realized that the person in the room seemed to have an extraordinary relationship with the shopkeeper, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only cover his mouth secretly, pretending that he didn't find anything look.

But that kid seems to have never seen it before, what relationship can he have with the shopkeeper?

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a very complicated look on the shopkeeper's face.

What kind of complicated expression is that? Complicated almost made the man think it was an illusion.

However, this look only lasted for a second, and soon disappeared.

...Feng Qing listened to the drunken words that the hero behind him said when he had drunk too much.

In general, people say they tell the truth after drinking, Feng Qing actually likes to watch those scenes where heroes drink too much when reading martial arts novels.

After all, the hero drank too much, and then showed a fragile look that he would never show at ordinary times, and then muttered about his former lover. This kind of scene very pokes Feng Qing's XP system.

Then, as she wished, she saw the picture of the hero drinking too much in front of her.

This eldest brother, in a deep and decadent voice, said something softly.

Feng Qing couldn't hear it clearly at first, so she deliberately got close and listened.

, his voice was particularly low.

It is a voice that can sink into one's heart.

At that moment, Feng Qing was also thinking, how can someone sound so nice when drunk.

Is this the hero?

Feng Qing felt at that moment that she was the legendary chivalrous woman who was confessing something to the hero behind her.

Just when Feng Qing was dizzy, her heart was beating wildly, and even her brain was a little awake, she suddenly heard what the man was saying.

"I'm so tired."

"Huh?"

Feng Qing leaned over again.

Ji Yihan rolled over and said, "Oh, why didn't you listen to your friend and go back to the countryside to farm, snoring..."

“…”

Feng Qing suspected that she had heard it wrong, so she leaned over and listened again.

Then she heard Ji Yihan muttering again, "If you have money, you can build two small houses, and then, snore, marry a wife, and have two children, a boy. a girl."

Ji Yihan really drank too much, his little face blushed.

There was an inexplicable sense of joy on his face, which made Feng Qing always feel that he should not appear in such a place.

—yes, that's right.

Ji Yihan, who usually pretends to be five people in front of others, has always had a secret that is hard to tell.

He is a salted fish.

A salted fish that is completely invisible just by looking at his appearance.

Ji Yihan is different from all kinds of people in Jianghu. When everyone was desperately fighting for power and profit, he suddenly looked away.

In fact, Ji Yihan's childhood life could not be considered too perfect, his mother died young, and his father was a half-madman who likes to kill, but Ji Yihan was able to develop such a Buddhist character, he had to It is another level of talent.

His family martial arts is a kind of evil martial arts. The more painful people are, the stronger it is. However, Ji Yihan has seen through the essence of this martial arts from a long time ago.

It's rubbish.

So Ji Yihan has always had little interest in promoting this practice. His father was a swordsman known to everyone in the arena, and he was just a mediocre pawn.

No one knows what Ji Yihan's goal in this life is.

He hopes to just hang around until the end of the world.

But Ji Yihan looks like a serious hero on the outside. people.

That serious, tense nerve anytime, anywhere, as if licking blood on the edge of a knife.

This is the only talent that Ji Yihan's father left him.

Anyway, from the appearance, most people can't find Ji Yihan's secret.

Unless, he drank too much.

Feng Qing heard a bunch of this hero muttering to himself, then silently, took his hand out of the opponent's.

Then, she went to the side to find a tissue, and wiped every detail of her fingers.

Wiping and wiping, Feng Qing's tears that belonged to a girl fell.

—Don’t say such things that are too social! It really will make people stop for a second!

You pay her back! You are still the hero of the moon in her heart!

Feng Qing never imagined that the first person who could communicate with her in her life would be such a person.

And why did she say such terrible things in such a nice voice.

Even if her voice was a little sullen, she wouldn't be so disappointed!

Feng Qing was sad like a squirrel that lost a pine cone.

She was about to rub her hands and peeled off, the people behind her were still chattering, Feng Qing was too sad, she heard the voice of the man behind her, she didn't turn her head to look at him, but was sad the way:

"There is hangover soup on the table, you can drink it, ah, by the way, there is also a plate of peanuts, you can drink that."

Ji Yihan dizzy heard the instructions of the shopkeeper, then touched the hangover soup and peanuts on the table to eat.

The hangover soup tasted sour, but the peanuts tasted good. Ji Yihan didn't remember what he was doing at the time. Anyway, he thought the peanuts tasted very good.

It's too hard to bite.

Feng Qing finally slowed down and turned his head to see that this eldest brother looked happy.

According to the messy things this eldest brother just muttered, Feng Qing knows that this buddy seems to have been poor for a long time, and it is estimated that there should not be many chances to fall asleep in such a warm room .

Let's carry this eldest brother upstairs, what should I do if I get drunk downstairs.

Feng Qing couldn't lift this big brother.

She called upstairs, "Li Qi, Xingxing, help lift someone."

Then Feng Qing took the dishes back to the kitchen to wash them.

Li Qi took Feng Xiruo downstairs.

When he came to this person, Li Qi deliberately looked at him a few more times, Feng Xiruo was slightly surprised.

He deliberately jokingly said, "Is this man a big man? As for you looking at him so much?"

"He's not yet." Li Qi didn't say anything, just picked Ji Yihan up by himself, and walked upstairs.

Not yet...what does it mean? Feng Xiruo felt that there was something in Li Qi's words, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Before leaving, he turned to look at the wine on the table and sighed with emotion.

"What kind of wine is this? It smells amazing."

Feng Qing had already finished brushing the dishes in the kitchen at this time, eating all the peanuts and rice, but there was still more than half of the wine left.

She looked a little distressed, and said that one day she would learn from the ancients and see if the wine could be stored in a jar for a longer time?

Feng Qing was about to go out to find the jar, when she suddenly saw Xiaobai standing at the door with her little hands behind her back, obediently raising her head and asking, "Shopkeeper, can you teach me how to use that thing now? Yet?"

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot." Feng Qing turned around and remembered this, and quickly turned to find the Bluetooth headset.

However, she looked around and couldn't find it.

Ah, what about the headphones?