Full moon night, cold plum fragrance

The man followed the prestige in surprise, and saw a young girl in a blood-colored veil, holding a green oil-paper umbrella in her small white hands, standing there looking around, looking for a place to sit.

Her eyes turned to this side, and when she saw him, she suddenly smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved like a crescent moon.

"Sexy!" she yelled.She happily ran to him and sat down.

He looked at her intently, with a delicate little face, with curved eyebrows and eyes, as clear and beautiful as a crescent moon.This kind of familiarity penetrated into the bone marrow, just like in a dream.

I haven't seen him for two years, but he seems to be more handsome, mature and attractive.

He looked at her with gentle eyes, and she looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

And everyone else was looking at the two of them.

They have never seen anyone as strange as this man, and they have never seen anyone as beautiful as this young girl.I was crazy for a while.

Just as their eyes lingered on the girl, the man in Tsing Yi and the one-armed man saw a jade pendant at the same time.

A great jade pendant.

That jade pendant represents a person - the owner of the Acacia Building.

Seeing Yu Pei is like seeing the landlord.Everyone in Xiangsilou knows this.

Then, the eyes they looked at the girl suddenly became respectful.

The proprietress didn't know his mental activities, she just walked over and brought the wine, vegetables and noodles to the table.

The girl glanced at the jug, pouted and said, "I won't drink with you, you drink by yourself. You're almost catching up with that drunkard!"

The man rubbed his nose, looked at her tenderly and smiled, "Okay, eat your noodles well, and I'll drink it myself. Although drinking alone is boring, at least it's better than drinking without wine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone applauding.

"This is really a wise saying that is not easy to find through the ages." A person clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Just based on this sentence, it is worth exaggerating three things."

His laughter was bold and sonorous, his back was straight when he walked, his clothes were freshly put on and well-washed, a long black-sheathed sword hung from his girdle, a brass gauntlet and a The tsuba of the sword hilt was polished and gleamed.

In order to make others have a good impression of him, he did spend a lot of effort.

It's a pity that all these can't hide his haggard and tiredness, but he still hopes that others can't see it.

"It's a pity that I can't drink with you yet. I want to eat a few bowls of noodles first." He strode to the noodle stall: "I want three bowls of noodles, three bowls."

The owner of the noodle stall looked at him with wide eyes, as if he wanted to kill him.This is strange, he is still not happy when someone wants to take care of the business.

The middle-aged man with the sword was also staring at him, and suddenly sneered: "Why don't you speak up? What do you mean? Do you think that I, Jiao Lin, am too old to eat your bowl of noodles?"

His voice became hoarse because of anger: "I don't care if I eat this bowl of noodles or not, but I must let you see if I still have the ability."

He did not.

He is indeed old, his hands can no longer be controlled stably, and his swordsmanship is no longer what it used to be, so he was defeated by the noodle stall owner as a matter of course.

He slowly bent down, slowly picked up the sword that had been knocked down on the ground, and stepped back step by step.But his eyes were fixed on the bamboo chopsticks of the noodle stall owner.

His hands were shaking, and his eyes were full of despair and fear, as if he knew that every step he took back was one step closer to death.

The man who was drinking suddenly stood up, first took out a piece of broken silver and put it on the table, then propped up the oil-paper umbrella, walked over to support him.

"I can see that you must be an alcoholic." He smiled and said, "Although the dried tofu here is well marinated, the wine is too sour. Let's go to another place to drink."

He turned back to look at the girl who was eating noodles.

The girl pushed away the noodle bowl and stood up complaining, "I'm not full yet!"

He chuckled: "I'll let you eat your fill in a while."

The girl pursed her lips, held up her umbrella, and followed behind the man. Before she left, she seemed to inadvertently glance at the sallow-faced man in Tsing Yi and the one-armed man carrying a black bamboo pole.

The old-fashioned high clogs stepped on the mud, the brand-new oil-paper umbrella blocked the drizzle, supported a person with one hand, and the beautiful girl in blood-colored veil followed closely behind, and gradually walked out of this back alley.

The one-armed man and the man in Tsing Yi looked at each other, pretending to make a move, the young man under the iron sword gate had already grasped his sword, and the noodle stall owner was also ready to fly up.

"Can't move!"

The proprietress suddenly patted the table: "None of you can move, whoever moves will die."

The face of the noodle stall owner changed.

He thought the proprietress was afraid of Jiao Lin.

"I'm not afraid of Jiao Lin." The proprietress said, "Ten Jiao Lins are not as good as that man's one finger."

"Which person?" the boss asked. "Are you afraid of that petite and beautiful little girl? Or that drunk who dresses up like a playboy?"

"I'm afraid of both of them." The proprietress said, "I wanted to be theirs too, but luckily I suddenly recognized who they were, otherwise we're probably doomed now."

"Are you joking?" The young man looked at the proprietress in surprise, as if a flower had grown on her face.

The proprietress said: "I know that you are all very powerful, and you can even kill your opponent with one move. But none of you can kill that man with one move, and there is absolutely no one in this world who can kill him with one move." , and no one can kill him in one hundred and eleven thousand moves."

She gently told these people: "Because I remember that he never seemed to lose in his life."

Everyone was shocked: "Who is he?"

The proprietress said a person's name. The name she said was like some kind of spell, with an incredible magic, which made everyone's face change and everyone shut their mouths.

The name she said was: "Chu Liuxiang."

After a long silence, the young man suddenly asked, "What about that little girl? Who is she?"

The proprietress took a deep breath and said, "Wuzheng Villa."

The young man was stunned when he heard the words: "Second Miss of Wuzheng Villa?"

Although he has never met the second lady of Wuzheng Villa.But he knows how difficult Wuzheng Villa is to mess with, and he also knows how much the owner of Wuzheng Villa loves this beloved jewel.

Then that little girl, of course, cannot move.

But the man in Tsing Yi and the one-armed man were still in great shock.Because before today, he really never thought that the owner of his house would be such a young girl!

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