There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

The man was tall and tall, with long hair casually draped behind his head. He walked from the huge wind and snow. He was dressed in black but was not stained with any snowflakes, and there were no drops of water on his hair and brows, as if he came from a sunny day Another world slowly approached.

He came very quickly, and looked at his steps calmly, but he arrived in front of Boss Li in just a moment, his green eyes glanced at the store, and then he showed a little disappointed expression.

That was Jun Mowen who came to the Central Plains again.

Ever since he decided to realize what he said on the top of Mount Tai to "unify the rivers and lakes", he dispatched the elite of the Yueheng Sect to retaliate against the various factions in the Central Plains who had repeatedly invaded the North Tianshan Mountains, and immediately set off a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes fight.

Since they couldn't convince the other party and let go of their prejudices, in order to protect the tranquility of Beitian Mountain, they had no choice but to control violence with violence, forcing them not to dare to attack easily.

Jun Mowen has always been sloppy in his actions, just like the martial arts he has practiced, either he does not make a move, and once he makes a move, he will definitely do his best and show no mercy.

Therefore, in just over a month, Yuehengjiao's actions have successively dealt heavy blows to the seven sects of the Central Plains, causing many martial arts practitioners to feel panic all day long.

But there are also more sects, mixed with old and new hatred, have more intense aversion and resistance to Yuehengjiao's actions, and plan to unite the power of all sects to compete with the power of Yuehengjiao .

But the more this is the case, the more Jun Mowen was aroused to be competitive, so although he did not continue to press on the surface during this period of time, he secretly sent his congregation to disperse and collect the various sects. information, to understand the other party's movements, so as to arrange the next action.

In this short period of calm when the rain was about to come, he passed Qingzhou City again, and couldn't help but came to the Sanfen Restaurant again alone.

The elites of the Yueheng Sect who followed him to the Central Plains were all left outside the city, and they didn't know why this hidden young leader suddenly decided to enter the city alone in the snow. It is even speculated below that maybe the leader is going to do an important and confidential event.

However, no one would have expected that at such an important moment, when Yuehengjiao and the Central Plains martial arts are on the verge of a full-scale war, Jun Mowen, the leader of Yuehengjiao, just wanted to revisit his old place and find himself. Just the figure of someone in memory.

Although Jun Mowen knew in his heart that it had been three months since he had an appointment with the boy in white on the [-]th of September, the chance of meeting him again at the Sanfen Restaurant was very slim, but his gaze was slightly glancing. When Nei didn't catch a glimpse of the impressive slender figure, he still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He lost interest for a while, and looked back at Boss Li who was standing in front of him. He didn't want to say anything, just nodded slightly, and planned to leave.

"Wait!" Boss Li suddenly stopped him from behind.

Jun Mowen stopped, turned around and looked at the other party.

He has always been more patient with people who treat each other with courtesy, no matter whether the other party is a peerless master or an ordinary person who doesn't understand martial arts at all.

So although he didn't feel the need to greet Boss Li, he still decided to listen to what the other party had to say for the time being.

"You, you are finally here. You and your friend's wine are still stored in the wine cellar, but it's a pity..."

Boss Li spoke nervously, almost incoherent.

Different from the white-clothed boy before, this tall and handsome black-clothed barbarian in front of him, although he also saved the lives of people in the shop, and never did anything scary to himself, but he just quietly Standing in front of him suddenly made Boss Li feel oppressed like he was about to suffocate.

He couldn't help wondering why he dared to call him around and be so rude to such a person with such a sense of presence and intimidation?

Perhaps it was because, at that time, I didn't know how terrifying the opponent's martial arts were?

It's a pity that although the black-clothed barbarian came to the Sanfen Restaurant again, the white-clothed boy who had been waiting for him until the early morning hadn't appeared for a long time.

What is Boss Li thinking in his heart, in fact, Jun Mowen is not interested in finding out, but what the other party said has successfully attracted his attention.

"That friend", who else could it be besides the white-clothed boy I met by chance?

So, he really went to the appointment as scheduled, but because he was seriously injured on the top of Mount Tai, he had to miss the other party?

In Jun Mowen's heart, the slight sense of melancholy suddenly became stronger, and the green eyes like jade were fixed on Boss Li's face, and said: "Our wine?"

"That's right, on the night of September [-] when we opened the cellar to get wine, your friend waited in the store for a long time, but you didn't show up..."

Boss Li's eyes sparkled with curiosity, and he wanted to ask directly why the black-clothed barbarian missed his appointment that day, but he was forced by the imperceptible aura emanating from the other party, so he dared to think so.

Seeing that Jun Mowen just stared at him silently, and didn't intend to take up the topic, Boss Li could only cough awkwardly, rubbed his red hands again, and then said: "I originally left a jar I'll give you the wine, your friend heard about it, and temporarily kept his altar with us, saying that he would drink with you in the future."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "By the way, why didn't he come today?"

Jun Mowen didn't know what it was like in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. After a while, he shook his head lightly and said, "I haven't met him."

Boss Li's eyes widened in surprise. It has been several months since he was rescued by the barbarian in black and that handsome young man. Could it be that these two people have never met again since then?

"Then... do you want to go in and sit down?"

Boss Li was stunned for a moment before realizing that Jun Mowen was still standing outside the door, and hurriedly opened his mouth apologetically.

Jun Mowen hesitated for a while, but finally shook his head.

Since you can't meet that person, even the best wine will become boring if you drink it alone, not to mention that there are still many people in the world at the moment.

Naturally, he was not afraid that the other party would recognize him or take the initiative to provoke him, but he did not want to bring the disputes in the martial arts to this peaceful three-point restaurant.

One day, I will meet that unknown white-clothed boy here, right?

Before this, Jun Mowen felt that in addition to fulfilling his duty of guarding Beitian Mountain, he could also spend more energy in this small three-point restaurant, let it be like a paradise, far away from the disturbances of the rivers and lakes.

So he just shook his head slightly and said: "No need, let's talk about it next time, when I come with him."

After speaking, Jun Mowen turned around without hesitation, and left proudly in the snowstorm again.

Leaving Boss Li staring blankly at his back, he muttered to himself after a long while: "Even what he said is the same..."

But I don't know when will Jun Mowen and Wu Feng say "next time"?