The leader is merciful, spare the life of the pavilion master

When he heard the news that the plan was successful, Song Junchen's wind and chill had mostly recovered.

Inside the pavilion, Yi Jing was currently "hanging" on Song Junchen, eagerly begging for a "reward".

"Pavilion Master, the task is completed, did Yi Jing do a great job?"

"Yes, yes, it's great." Song Junchen said helplessly.

"Then why don't you give Yi Jing a reward? Just a kiss—" Yi Jing pouted and was about to move over.

Song Junchen quickly stretched out his palm to block the opponent's lips and his own face, and immediately felt a moist feeling on his hand.

"Yi Jing doesn't want to kiss her hands, but to kiss her face, even her mouth."

"You are enough." Song Junchen had a slight annoyance on his face.

"It's not enough, Yi Jing hasn't made out with the Pavilion Master for more than a year, why don't we take a mandarin duck bath tonight!" Yi Jing's eyes glowed.

"What do you mean you haven't made love for more than a year? Obviously, you have never made love before."

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, Song Junchen really wants to get angry, but when he sees the other party's hippie smiling face, he can't bear to get angry at him. Last time he was forced to be poisoned by the snake, he felt a little guilty, so he let the other party act like a baby , just bear it secretly.

"Pavilion master, don't try to deny it. Last time in Wanhuachi, the pavilion master treated him that way..." Yi Jing buried her head shyly at this point, pointing at her fingers, as if a girl from a good family had been molested look.

"What did I do to you?" Song Junchen panicked.He remembered that Chong Xi had mentioned Wanhua Pond once, and Chong Xi's expression at that time was not natural, could it be that... the original owner of this body had already cooked rice with the South hall master?

"I hate it." Yi Jing hesitated for a long time, and finally spit out these two words delicately from his mouth, which made Song Junchen's whole body tremble and goosebumps arose.

"I warn you, be normal."

Yi Jing was about to speak, but out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Xue Ce walking over with a sword in his hand. He hugged Song Junchen tightly and hid behind him. He looked at him vigilantly and said, "What do you want?"

Xue Ce didn't bother to talk to him, and said coldly to Song Junchen, "It's time to go."

Seeing that Xue Ce's face was extremely ugly, Song Junchen asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Yi Jing interjected: "I'm broken in love."

Xue Ce glared at him fiercely.

"You said to leave just now?" Song Junchen realized, "Where are you going?"

"Zi Ling." Xue Ce wanted to go to Qi'an Villa in Zi Ling to discuss the crusade against the three sects.Since the Yuanlong Sect was destroyed, he has been secretly tying up sects to avenge his shame.Most of these sects have a lot of enmity with the three sects themselves, and they also have friendship with the Yuanlong sect. After a period of time, they have attracted a lot of people, but the three sects are now the rising sun. His chips were still not enough, so he decided on the Yaoshun Talisman out of desperation.Now that the delusion of Yao and Shun Talisman has been broken, he still has to form a clique by himself, strengthen his power, and strive to destroy the three sects as soon as possible, so as to end this deep hatred.

Song Junchen was about to open his mouth when he heard the words, but was interrupted by Yi Jing.

"If you want to go, go quickly, don't get in the way of me making out with the pavilion master, hum."

Xue Ce's eyes flashed with astonishment, he looked at Song Junchen and said, "Aren't you leaving?"

Yi Jing interjected again: "The owner of the pavilion is the owner of the Golden Sparrow Pavilion, so naturally he will stay in the Golden Sparrow Pavilion. Although my Nantang is definitely not as good as the headquarters, it is also better than Ziling, who is not familiar with the place of birth."

Xue Ce was silent for a long while.

Indeed, I took Song Junchen with me back then because he was excluded by the people of Jinli and had nowhere to go after the fire.Now the two are in the south hall of the Golden Sparrow Pavilion. As the pavilion master, he naturally wants to stay, and he is just a down-and-out leader who has been slaughtered and only three or four subordinates are left. Chasing and killing, what qualifications do you have to ask the other party to abandon the Golden Sparrow Pavilion, risking his life, and follow him around to attract others?

For the past month, Song Junchen has been by his side, inseparable, giving himself the illusion that he must be in his life, as if he is the food and water that should be eaten every day, but in the end, there are still two roads people.

Thinking of this, Xue Ce's eyes darkened, he laughed at himself, and said, "I was the one who was abrupt."

"It's quite abrupt." Yi Jing shrugged and agreed, but the next second he received a stare from Song Junchen.

"I'm leaving tonight, so let's just say goodbye."

After Xue Ce said the last word, he turned and left. Song Junchen opened his mouth to say something, but what could he say.

He said Xue Ce would leave no matter how many times he had.The other party bears the blood and anger of more than 100 disciples of the Yuanlong Sect, and there is such a deep hatred buried in his heart that he has to avenge it.I kept saying to help him, but now two months have passed, besides killing the three elders who came to my door, what other practical things have I done?What about using strange stones to make the three sects fight among themselves, so what about the internal fighting? The three sects are still in good condition. Could it be possible that a large sect will be destroyed because of a stone engraved with barbarian inscriptions?Sometimes in the arena, you really have to rely on your fists to speak. Xue Ce doesn't have enough fists alone, so he will naturally find more fists, and he is just a burden with no martial arts skills.

Yi Jing interrupted Song Junchen's meditation.

"Bingshanlian is about to leave, Pavilion Master, you will be mine alone from now on." Yi Jing pouted happily and wanted to kiss Song Junchen again, but the other party stood up suddenly and threw him off her body.

"Don't bother me." After throwing down these four words in a flat tone, Song Junchen immediately walked away.

Yi Jing put away her smiling face and stood quietly for a while.

A sigh came from the square pavilion.

"Just go as long as you go. What are you doing taking Junchen's heart away?"

Xue Ce had already packed the package, but there was nothing else, just two sets of clothes and a sword.He remembered that when he left the Song Mansion last time, a certain pavilion owner foolishly gave him a large bag of dry food, saying it was a specialty of Jinli.

It's all sesame cakes.

The corners of Xue Ce's mouth raised slightly, but soon collapsed.

Seeing that the sky has been dyed red by the sunset, it is time to leave.

The door was pushed open with a creak.

"Master Xue, I'll give you a farewell farewell."

Song Junchen brought two jars of wine, put them on the table after entering the room, and sat down by himself.

Xue Ce was slightly taken aback, pursed his lips, put down the sword in his hand, and sat down too.

Song Junchen opened the bottle of wine and handed a jar to Xue Ce. Xue Ce took it, took a sip, and frowned slightly.

This is a jug of strong wine.

He remembered that Song Junchen didn't know how to drink. Although he always went to and from taverns with him, he always only drank rice wine with a very low alcohol content. Why today...

Seeing his doubts, Song Junchen smiled loudly and said, "Children of the Jianghu, strong spirits are naturally required to use strong wine. How about it? My wine is not bad."

Xue Ce saw that he, who was always gentle, had a bold and unrestrained spirit at this moment, and his heart was stirred up, and he said with a smile: "Pavilion Master Song has a heart, this is probably the strongest wine that Xue has ever drank."

The two respected each other, and raised Gulu with a big mouthful.

"Xue Jiaozhu's trip is heavy and has a long way to go. Golden Sparrow Pavilion will definitely help you in the crusade against the three sects."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master Song."

"Speaking of which, it was also the introduction made by Jinquege. I, Song Junchen, am here to make amends for harming the noble sect."

After Song Junchen finished speaking, he raised his head to drink the wine jar, his Adam's apple rolled up and down with the sound of swallowing, as if he wanted to drink up the whole jar in one gulp, and he didn't put down the wine jar for a long time.

Xue Ce's eyes sank, and he wanted to stop him from pouring wine.Such a strong wine, not to mention him, even I, who has drunk yellow and white wine for so many years, dare not drink it like water.

When Song Junchen put down the wine jar, half of the wine in the jar was indeed gone. He frowned and swallowed, his face turned slightly red.

"For so long, I haven't thanked Master Xue for saving my life. Thanks to Master Xue, I was able to survive the fire." Song Junchen raised the wine jar in his hand and motioned to Xue Ce, "I respect you. "

After taking a few more mouthfuls, Song Junchen continued: "Master Xue's martial arts are world-class, and he is a hero among men. It is really a blessing in my three lives to get to know Master Xue. This cup is a toast to the acquaintance of the two of us."

As if about to say goodbye forever, Song Junchen poured out almost all the words from his heart.

"Pavilion Master Song, don't force it." Xue Ce pressed his hand holding the wine.

Song Junchen stared blankly at the other party for a while, then suddenly grinned and said, "It's not forced, it's delicious."

Then he frowned again and pointed to the altar in Xue Ce's hand, and said with some displeasure, "Why don't you drink it?"

"Drink quickly!" He said anxiously.

Xue Ce followed his will, raised his hand and took a sip.

"You drink too little!" Song Junchen was suddenly anxious and angry, stood up and rushed towards the other party, and poured the wine.

Xue Ce frowned, and raised his hand to block it. No one had ever dared to pour himself so desperately with wine. He was a little annoyed at the moment, and was about to explode when he saw the other party burst into tears.

"Drink it, drink it, drink it, get drunk, and you won't leave..."

Xue Ce was stunned.

Song Junchen stopped pouring him, and stood there with a dazed face, two streams of tears streaming down his cheeks to his chin.

"Pavilion Master Song," Xue Ce stared blankly at the person in front of him, and said softly after a long time, "What did you mean just now?"

Song Junchen looked down at the wine jar in his hand and said nothing.

The two stood facing each other, silent for a long time.

Song Junchen suddenly threw the wine jar in his hand, and broken pottery shards were all over the floor with a bang.

Then squatted there and counted the pieces.

"One piece, two pieces, three pieces..."

Xue Ce thought he must be drunk.

By the time he counted to the 570th, the sky was completely dark.

How can there be so many fragments in a wine jar? He just counted each fragment twenty times.

And it looked like he'd count twenty more.

Seeing him so drunk, Xue Ce was really worried, so he decided to carry him to bed and sleep, and then leave by himself when he fell asleep.

Immediately, he gently picked up the person who was squatting on the ground, hugged him by the waist, and walked to the bed.

"One, two, three, four..."

Song Junchen counted the embroidered patterns on Xue Ce's clothes again.

Xue Ce's upper body was wearing a black jersey, with a dark blue wide border on the neckline, embroidered with dark square fretwork, I think he was counting that.

It turns out that Song Junchen likes to count when drunk.The corners of Xue Ce's mouth could not help but rise upwards.

However, there is a part of the collar behind the neck.Song Junchen was hugged in the front, seeing that half of the embroidery pattern was folded and hidden behind, he frowned slightly, supported Xue Ce's shoulders with both hands, straightened his upper body slightly, and stretched his neck to look at the remaining half.

The faces of the two were very close at this time, and Xue Ce could clearly feel the other party's slightly alcoholic breath hitting his ears lightly, and he couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

Xue Ce quickly walked to the bedside, bent down and put Song Junchen down, but the other party was still hugging his neck tightly, Xue Ce couldn't stand up for a while, so he half pressed on the other party's body.He didn't bother to break the opponent's hand, because he actually liked it a little bit.

But soon Song Junchen pushed him away.He saw the tassels on the bed curtain, and he was going to count that.

Xue Ce thought that he might have to count the whole night.