[Thunderbolt] Drunken Song Fu

He bowed slightly to Hongchen Shenmeng: "I'm sorry, Mrs., I will transfer him to my good friend, who is also my benefactor." Hongchen Shenmeng said calmly, "So this is the person you mentioned, it's okay, The sword is in the heart, the hero is in the heart, the sword in the heart can't be turned away, and the hero of the square inch can't be given away, you send this sword, it is to pass on the way of chivalry."

Leng Biefu smiled: "I got a sword because of a friend, and I met a wisdom because of a sword, so it's really a pleasure to meet." Yan Gexing glanced at him dissatisfied: "Are you turning a corner and calling me stupid? Leng Biefu's smile continued: "When did I say it, you admitted it yourself."

Yan Gexing pretended to sigh: "Oh, you just pretend that I don't exist and speak ill of me as much as you want." Hongchen Shenmeng asked: "You brought your friends here this time, what's the matter?" Yan Ge Xing pointed to Leng Biefu: "Master, this is the No-Things Academy, how dare Yan Gexing come here with nothing, it is Leng Biefu who is very interested in the origin of Xia Wu, I will bring him to study and study."

Leng Biefu said bluntly: "This sword is very special. It is restrained and clumsy. How dare you ask how it was cast?"For two days, there was no alcohol or meat, Yan Gexing was extremely uncomfortable, but Leng Bie Fu was content.

He pushed Leng Biefu: "Hey, why are you so at ease?" Leng Biefu drank the hot tea offered by Gu Yun'er, smiled elegantly: "I am a practitioner of Taoism, so I don't look like you. I only know how to make tea." In the wine. There is no wine here, I think it's fine, anyway, I don't want to see you drunk at all."

Yan Gexing sipped his tea, with a bitter expression on his face: "Are you so happy to see me slumped? You have heard about the origin of the sword, so we should go." Leng Biefu was in a good mood and didn't move: "I want to stay for a few more days. If you have the money to pay for the drinks, you can leave by yourself." "..." Yan Gexing was silent, shedding tears of poverty.

Hongchen Shenmeng looked at Yan Gexing meaningfully: "Are you still used to eating vegetarian food for the past two days?" Yan Gexing really complained: "I have no wine and no joy. I only drink porridge and water, and I must be depressed." Leng Bie Fu was in a happy mood: "I think this is very good. If you don't mind bothering me, we can stay for a few more days."

Hearing that Yan Gexing's eyes were dizzy, he glared at the man with a very good-looking smile: "Leng Biefu, you... are a ruthless person!" Leng Biefu is gentle by nature and rarely does bad things, occasionally teasing his servants makes him inexplicably happy .He smiled and said goodbye: "This time we have been bothering for a long time, we still leave first, thank you for your hospitality, please."

Yan Gexing nodded desperately behind him, and when he heard that Leng Biefu was about to leave, he smiled and took the lead: "Master, let's take our leave first." It seemed that he couldn't wait.Hongchen Shenmeng stopped Leng Biefu who was about to turn around, and said slowly: "Being able to see this Xiawu again means that he has gradually let go of the past, thank you for being by his side."

A woman's mind is always much more delicate, she can see the difference between Leng Biefu and Yan Gexing, but she didn't say it clearly at this time, she just said: "He once valued this sword as his own life, and he can Forwarding it to you shows that he values ​​your friend very much, and please take care of him more in the future. He has lost a lot, and I hope you will take care of him in the future, he will not be able to bear the pain of parting. "

Leng Biefu nodded, with firm eyes: "Don't worry, I will definitely cherish this sword and my friend Yan Gexing." As everyone knows, it turns out that the person who will suffer the pain of parting in the end is not Yan Gexing, but himself.

Leng Biefu didn't like Yan Gexing drinking, especially after that day, the thoughts in his heart were even worse, he always wanted to take Yan Gexing away from the wine, but someone would always lead him to the wine.Like the past, or the sword ghost in front of him, Leng Biefu sighed softly: "Miscalculation."

The sword ghost who drank the most was in a particularly bad mood because of the quarrel with the god of shepherd. Hearing this sentence, he shouted: "What's the loss? Seeing me, it's like seeing a ghost, right?" Yan Ge Xing vigorously He patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, Sword Demon, what are you doing so loudly, I'm not deaf."

Sword Demon, like an awkward child, patted the table: "What are you worrying about, come and drink!" He handed the wine jar to Leng Biefu, Yan Gexing took it naturally, and sat down: "Didn't Leng Biefu see You are worried because you are worried when you see the two of us together, he doesn't drink, I will drink with you."

Sword Demon was so irritated by the pair of friends in front of him, he was even more angry: "You know him best, you know everything without saying a word. Well, I am worried that no one will drink with me. He troubles him. We Drink! Today I must decide the winner of the last round of equal shares!"

Yan Gexing raised the wine jar, arrogantly: "I'm afraid you won't succeed?" The sword ghost looked at Leng Biefu impatiently: "Why don't you speak?" Before Leng Biefu answered, Yan Gexing glanced at his face Looking at him, he laughed loudly: "Don't tell him to talk now, otherwise, he will breathe fire."

Leng Biefu glared at him, drinking tea at another table, looking at the two people who were dizzy after drinking together with a headache, sure enough, after getting to know Yan Gexing, he really became more and more irritable.Yan Gexing turned his head to look at his face secretly, and said with Sword Ghost: "There is a kind of friend who is always reassuring. You know that he hates you drinking the most, but when he is drunk, he will always be by your side."

Knowing that he said it to himself on purpose, Leng Biefu still smiled lightly, the sword ghost caught a glimpse of his smile, and was stimulated again: "Okay, okay, I know he treats you very well, what are you proud of?" What are you showing off? Drinking! What nonsense!"

The two drank vigorously, Leng Biefu sighed slightly, and told the boss, "I'll pay for their drinks when I come back, and you can just serve whatever he wants." He got up, patted Yan Gexing: "I'll start Go back to Duzhao Songyue." "Is Huai Xiao looking for you?" "He inquired about Tired Shoutian, I'll go find out."

Hearing the name of Tired Reaping Heaven again, Yan Gexing paused his drinking hand, then nodded calmly: "Okay, you go, come to Sword Ghost, keep drinking!" Leng Biefu left, Sword Ghost smiled clearly: "Leng Biefu has too many friends, are you unhappy? Big man, don't be so stingy!"

Yan Gexing also laughed: "Don't talk, just drink!" It's not unhappy, it's an indescribable feeling, sour, astringent, like envy, and like jealousy.Tired Shoutian is someone who can walk side by side with him, but he himself has long since lost the qualification to use a sword.