Pick up trash and be a good person in the world of martial arts

This is a silver-white sword with three lifelike plum blossoms engraved on the hilt.The person holding the sword has a face more glamorous than a plum blossom, and an aura heavier than the night.

Xin Yi said coldly: "Do it."

It's a pity that standing in front of Xin Yi is a Chu Liuxiang who doesn't like to fight very much, even though this person has very good martial arts.

Chu Liuxiang sighed: "You, like your brother, always say things that are not what you mean, you should sit down and have a good talk."

Xiang Shuai has eyes that girls like, but now these eyes are looking at a junior who is a bit stubborn and awkward.

The junior's sneer at the beginning turned into a strange expression.

Xin Yi wanted to say something more, but unfortunately it was late now, he just took a deep look at Chu Liuxiang, and let the system send him back to Wangchun Pavilion, and changed into the blue shirt Xin Yi was wearing.

"you are back."

This is not the electronic sound of the system, nor is it Zhang Wuji's voice, this is another man's voice.

Xin Yi glanced at the kneeling man, and it took him a while to remember that this was Du Huan brought back from the desert.

"Get up."

Xin Yi has been kneeled by many people, but he doesn't like being kneeled by others, because he himself is not a person who likes to kneel.

Du Huan passed by respectfully.

Xin Yi said: "I think the matter at your house has been resolved?"

Du Huan: "Boss Xin's kindness will never be forgotten."

"I don't want to listen to these scenes. You just need to do one thing for me. When you don't need to do it one day, you will be free." Xin Yi's voice was calm.

One life for one thing, this is the most cost-effective deal in the world.It is also because saving a person is just a matter of convenience for Xin Yi.

The plane merchant has been to many places and met many people.He clearly knows who should use it and who should not use it.Du Huan knelt quickly, just because the person who made him kneel was a capable and useful person.

However, if this type of person is used well, they will never betray.

Xin Yi said: "You just need to treat yourself as me and sit here in the Wangchun Pavilion, and other things will be arranged systematically."

The system's physical holographic projection can make Du Huan exactly like Xin Yi. When the time comes to let the system guide him, there must be another businessman in the world.

Du Huan suddenly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Boss Xin's entrustment, I must be familiar with it by heart."

Xin Yi kept a cold face and didn't let Du Huan get up, just said: "You should know who I am, and you should also know what kind of people I hate. If I find out that you have other thoughts, I can save people as well. kill."

Du Huan should be again and again.He is a smart quack, he knows who can be messed with and who must not be messed with.

Xin Yi waved his hand to make Du Huan back down, then called Zhang Wuji over and asked about the business of Wangchun Pavilion recently.

Xin Yi said: "Pay more attention to some flying collections, I will be of great use."

Zhang Wuji said: "Recently, there are more Xianxia planes. I think there will be collections that suit your wishes in the next few days."

Xin Yi thought of the blinding pumpkin cart, and said firmly, "I don't want the fairy tale plane, I don't want the magic plane, you can go to the Journey to the West plane to see."

Flying collections are easy to find, but collections that suit Xinyi's heart are hard to find.

System: "Master, Ximen Chuuxue is waiting for you outside the door."

Xin Yi explained a few more words, and asked the system to send him back.

Last night's lamp oil has long been burned out, and the sky has already brightened.

Xin Yi calmly opened the door and let Ximen Chuuxue in.

Ximen Chuuxue held a basin of pastries in his hand, and he handed the pastries to Xin Yi.

"Cakes from Lu Xiaofeng."

Xin Yi took a sip, the taste was not bad, he said: "Lu Xiaofeng wants to exchange my wine again?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "You've been drinking."

This is a strange thing, because Xin Yi never drinks.

Xin Yi's back stiffened suddenly.

Xin Yi, who was dressed in Xin or skin, drank wine, changed his clothes, but forgot to remove the smell of wine.

He said calmly, "I did drink."

Ximen Chuuxue: "Sometimes you should drink some wine."

Xin Yi looked at Ximen Chuuxue in surprise, this didn't seem like what the sword god said, because top swordsmen knew that they shouldn't touch alcohol, as alcohol would make their sword hands unstable.

Ximen Chuuxue: "You and I can drink together."

It's a sad thing to let someone who likes you drink too much. Ximen Chuuxue doesn't like to drink, but he is willing to drink with his friends.He knew that a grieving friend didn't need someone to talk to, but someone to be with.

Ximen Chuuxue thought of Xin Yi who was crying outside the small building in the south of the Yangtze River.

He suddenly felt that having a very kind friend was also some cute little troubles.

Xin Yi said calmly: "I don't know how to drink, I just smell the wine."

Xin Yi knows how to drink, but he doesn't like to drink. From now on, the plane merchants will not drink, and the sword demon likes to drink.

"Because the aroma of wine can make a person forget many sad things."

Lu Xiaofeng's voice suddenly came over.Standing next to him was a smiling Hua Manlou.

They walked in, Lu Xiaofeng said: "Since you don't know how to drink, why do you hide so many jars of fine wine?"

Xin Yi: ...

Maybe it looks like it?

Lu Xiaofeng said again: "I know why you hid so much wine."

Xin Yi looked over in surprise, he didn't expect Lu Xiaofeng to be such a smart person, he guessed the reason why he hid the wine just by looking at his expression.

Thinking about this hobby is also a beautiful thing, Xin Yi naturally asked Lu Xiaofeng to say something casually.

"I know," Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "Is it because Xin or likes to drink?"

Xin Yi was stunned, and he showed a surprised and bitter expression.

He hides wine for himself?

But from Lu Xiaofeng's point of view, this is not the case.All he knew was that when he said this, Xin Yi showed a shocked expression of being guessed, and also bitter about his brother wanting to kill him.

Lu Xiaofeng thought about the smell of alcohol on Xin Or's body last night and Xin Yi's reaction now, and he probably confirmed his guess.

He sighed again that having a good friend is a very troublesome thing. He not only has to worry about his friend's loss, but also has to worry about his friend's easily hurt heart.

In Jiangnan Xiaolou, the people who saw Xin Yi crying were not only Ximen Chuuxue, but also Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou.

Xin Yi sighed: "You always don't believe me, I just want to smell the wine."

Lu Xiaofeng: "You always don't believe us, we just trust our friends."

Xin Yi: ...

Well, anyway, he knew clearly that the three of them would not ask about the hatred between Xin Yi and Xin Or.

They have inexplicably perfected the love and hatred in their minds, and they even feel that Xin Yi is the most hurt person.

Xin Yi thought about what Chu Liuxiang said again. Could it be that Lu Xiaofeng and the two pillars of Chu Liuxiang's plane had written a wonderful book together to some extent, and the protagonist of this book was Xin Yi?

Xin Yi decisively changed the subject.

"Why don't we go out for a walk, even if we come here, we haven't really seen Baiyun City."

They talked and fought with the Lord of Baiyun City, but they didn't take a good look at Baiyun City, which is a bit pity.

The three of them also had this idea. The fastest way to recover a sad person is to solve this sad matter, or find another thing to do. Obviously, visiting Baiyun City is a very good choice.

The four people who made the decision at the moment pulled Ye Gucheng and walked down the street.

The market in Baiyun City is not as lively as the capital, but it is a special market.

There are bracelets worn with shells, pendants made of green leaves, and a hairpin engraved with plum blossoms.

Xin Yi held it and looked at it for a while. This hairpin was made of wood, thicker than the girl's hairpin, and it was a hairpin only worn by men.This is not a precious material, but the plum blossoms carved on it are very delicate,

Xin Yi said: "Old man, how much is this hairpin?"

The old man glanced at Ye Gucheng and said: "This is just a small thing, you are the friend of the city lord, so naturally I can't ask for money."

The old man in gray rubbed his hands and looked at Ye Gucheng excitedly.

This is their best city lord, who helped them fight off the thieves and let them live a good life.

Xin Yi: "Since I am a friend of the city lord, I should pay the money even more."

Xin Yi took out a tael of silver from his backpack, but there was one person who moved faster than Xin Yi.

Ximen Chuuxue had already put a tael of silver into the old man's hands.

Xin Yi: "The last person who should pay this money is you."

Ximen Chuuxue looked over suspiciously.

Xin Yi smiled, he smiled brightly and beautifully, and he stuffed the plum blossom hairpin in Ximen Chuuxue's arms.

When he saw the plum blossom, what he thought of was Ximen Chuuxue.

Xin Yi said: "This is something for you, but you paid for it. It seems that I have to find something better for you."

There are some people who can make people feel comfortable when they talk and do things. Xin Yi is probably such a person.

After speaking, he went to the market again.

"I don't need anything from you."

Ximen Chuixue said calmly, he hid the plum blossom hairpin in his arms, and walked to Xin Yi's side.

Xin Yi: "But I want to give my friend something."

Ximen Fuxue: "Okay."

Ximen Chuuxue's answer was so fast that Xin Yi was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Ximen Chuuxue in surprise, as if he saw something interesting.

"Could it be that Ximen already has what he wants?"

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "I want a sword."

The cold-faced sword god thought of the blue sword in Yang Lianting's hand, and his eyes became colder than the winter wind.

Xin Yi: "Then I have to find a different sword."

Lu Xiaofeng leaned over and said, "Since that's the case, I also want one thing."

Xin Yi said: "You want to trade your eyebrows and beard for my wine again?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "I'm Ximen Chuuxue's good friend, so naturally I also want a matching sword."

Xin Yi didn't speak, he just glanced lightly at Lu Xiaofeng, then at Ximen Chuuxue with a smile.

Ximen Chuuxue had already raised his sword, and a long sword with a black scabbard quickly and firmly pressed against Lu Xiaofeng's waist.

Ximen Chuuxue said calmly, "What do you want?"