See Jiangshan

Cheng Qianren expected Xu Ran to arrive tomorrow, but she came early, just in time for dinner.

The pair of swords, golden armor and red cloak are full of majesty and coldness, like a blizzard in the east, standing out in the Jiange with fairy air and clouds.

There was smoke rising from the small fenced courtyard of real Qiu Ming, Xu Ran sat with her legs crossed and waited for her meal, Cheng Qianren was in a good mood recently and decided to show his hand.

Jiange Shuangjue was originally Yanshan Forging Swordsmanship and Danshan Sword Formation. Since he succeeded as the owner of the mountain, 'Danshan Roasted Chicken' has sprung up, faintly as famous as Sword Formation.The disciples called Manshan Pheasant "the great legacy of the real Qiuming, the mysterious gift of nature".

Autumn insects chirped in the grass, the afterglow of the sunset stretched the shadow of the fence, and the sound of bells sounded in the distance.

Xu Ran eagerly held the chopsticks: "Just the three of us? Where's Lin Lu?"

Gu Xuejiang said: "Play chess in the West Pavilion."

Cheng Qianren recalled some past events in the academy: "Where can the gods still play chess with him?"

"You are a quasi-daoist companion."

"..."

The hot roast chicken was tender and delicious, and the three of them rushed to eat without saying a word, and ate most of it in one go.Gu Xuejiang remembered something: "I didn't see Fu Keji and Qiu Bei this time."

Cheng Qianren: "Qiu Bei is in closed-door training. As for the old Fu, he has been stuck in the bottleneck of swordsmanship for nearly half a year. He walks alone and doesn't deal with people very much. His swordsmanship is unique, and he can only sense the energy of heaven and earth by himself."

Xu Ran puffed his cheeks and asked vaguely, "Then what does he do every day?"

"Listen to the pine trees, admire the flowers, watch the moon... watch the sword."

"What's so good about it." Gu Xuejiang kept talking nonsense, "He watched it for so many years, hoping to raise a beautiful sword spirit and marry him as a Taoist companion?"

"You can insult him, but you can't insult his swordsmanship." Cheng Qianren said helplessly, "Don't let the old man hear it, otherwise the story of 'the union ceremony has suffered a catastrophic change, and the old friends turned against each other and spilled blood on the Jiange' will spread in the world, where will I lose face? Let it go? Not only do I want face, you have become a devil king, and you are also a person with status..."

Listening to the pines in the fog, and listening to the sound of chess in the clouds are all elegant things in the world.

Only the three of them were left, sitting and eating chicken, their mouths full of oil.

After eating the chicken, Cheng Qianren went to the back kitchen to serve the chicken soup.

Xu Ran looked at his back and sighed: "The craftsmanship has not deteriorated, and the taste is still familiar. Both of you have married and established a family. Who would have thought that one would marry a younger brother, and the other would marry a brother. Destiny."

When Cheng Qianren came back, his eyes flicked over her unsheathed gold-chopping knife, and his expression was indifferent.

"I persuaded Wen Le before, saying that you don't care about IKEA. You are too. You can't give it away. What's the point of giving a scabbard?"

Wen Le inquired about Xu Ran last year.

Cheng Qianren said casually as if joking: "Xu Ran sees beauty as if appreciating flowers. Each flower is beautiful. If you want her to give up the world of flowers, I'm afraid it won't work. Such a temperament can be used as a confidant and a friend, not a good match."

Wen Le Qiqiao Linglong understood what he meant, so he didn't mention it again.

Xu Ran drank the chicken soup without saying a word.

Gu Xuejiang showed disapproval on her face: "We have all reached this age, you should be sensible. You should know that 'a concubine is not as beautiful as a wife, and a lot of money is not as good as the situation', look at me, I am penniless now, except for Lin Duzhi, Nothing else, but life is much happier than drunk dream Huaijin Lake."

Xu Ran wondered blankly, what nonsense are you talking about, what do you mean by 'this age', and how is Wen Le so virtuous?

Cheng Qianren said in a cold voice: "Putting it out and showing off in the dark, you're going crazy!"

Xu Ran also came back to his senses, sighed for a while, pointed to the sunset in the western sky and said:

"Gu Er, look at that colorful cloud in the sky, does it look like your old red horse? You haven't ridden a horse for a long time, right?"

"Yes." Gu Xuejiang was stunned, thinking that she had been in charge of the military all these years, her temperament had become more calm and gentle, and she was actually not angry.

"I remember that you are very good at drawing, why don't you draw it down? Well, drawing is too ordinary, I should get a needle and thread, and you embroider this horse, um, it's better to embroider it..."

Xu Ran raised his sword violently: "Are you showing off your horse?!"

Cheng Qianren hurriedly stopped him: "Xu Da, forget it!"

Xu Ran left angrily.

Gu Xuejiangpi was very happy, and wanted to catch up with Xiu, but was stopped by Cheng Qianren: "I have something to ask you."

He looked serious, Gu Xuejiang also suppressed her smile, and finished the chicken soup in silence.

The rays of the sun gradually dissipated, and the dark blue night fell on the surrounding fields. Gu Xuejiang lit a pipe.

"Speak."

Cheng Qianren: "How far have you and the deer come?"

"Cough cough cough... Damn, you're just asking this?"

When Gu Xuejiang becomes the Demon King, how will he change the Demon Race, where will the future of the Human Race and the Demon Race lead, whether to merge or assimilate.

It's a pity that they don't care about the world tonight, they only care about the little things beside the bed.

"Lin Lu has a body protected by Buddha's light. I have been listening to scriptures on Penglai Island for three years before I can touch his fingertips. Oh, don't talk about me, how about you?"

Cheng Qianren rubbed his nose: "Better than you."

Gu Xuejiang saw the clue, and said incredulously, "I haven't settled down after so long, is there something wrong with you?"

He lowered his voice, "Could it be that you, Jiange Mountain Lord, are unable to do what you want?"

Cheng Qianren remembered that he had spread rumors about Fu Keji in the early years, and now he was slandering himself again, cursing angrily:

"Fuck it, take it out and make gestures! Have you heard of 'Hold for a long time, and you can fight a hundred battles'?"

Gu Xuejiang was shocked and speechless.

As expected, Xin Dao held back for a long time, his anger was soaring, and he caught fire at one point.

Cheng Qianren slowed down, and sighed: "I watched Zhuliu grow up, and felt pity for him in my heart, so I have endured until now."

Gu Xuejiang: "When two people are in love with each other, it is common to be happy."

Cheng Qianren shook his head: "You don't understand, facing his face, I always feel like a beast, and if I want to do anything wrong, I will defile him."

He considers himself not a sage and gentleman, and his moral standards have always been low, so he shouldn't have these concerns.But Zhuliu is different and unique. Of course, there is another set of standards for younger brothers.

Gu Xuejiang had an intuition that something was wrong, smoked a cigarette and pondered for a moment: "You never thought about it, maybe you are the one who is pitied..."

Cheng Qianren looked innocent: "What?"

"There must be a way for the car to go to the mountain. My brother has exhausted his benevolence and righteousness. Please ask for blessings."

The night breeze was cool, blowing away the floating clouds that covered the moonlight. Cheng Qianren looked at the dim lights and shadows in the distant mountains, just like watching a psychedelic dream.

Thinking of Zhuliu waiting for him under the same moonlight, his heart softened uncontrollably.

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