Proud of the rivers and lakes

"Second senior brother, you are too cunning!" Bai Lianhua looked at Leng Qixuan who was rubbing his back, full of resentment.

Leng Qixuan looked up at him expressionlessly, then lowered his head and continued to rub his back.

Fu Jinghong lay on the barrel and glanced lazily at Bai Lianhua.

"It doesn't matter, I want to wipe the back of senior brother!" Bai Lianhua moved closer to the two of them, looking at Fu Jinghong eagerly.

Leng Qixuan continued to rub his back expressionlessly.

Bai Lianhua looked at Fu Jinghong eagerly.

Fu Jinghong stretched out his hand to caress his forehead, and said: "I've finished washing, you can wipe the back of Second Senior Brother."

After speaking, he got up and stepped out of the barrel.

Drops of water rolled off him, splashing the floor wet.

Leng Qixuan bowed his head expressionlessly, and took a step back.

Bai Lianhua watched helplessly as Fu Jinghong put on his clothes and left before he was dry.

A thin piece of underwear was immediately half-drenched by the falling water beads, but Fu Jinghong threw the wet hair behind his shoulders indifferently, walked barefoot on the wooden floor of the room, and walked to the room. A pot of tea was poured in the middle.

Although the tea is not superior, it is still good tea.

Fu Jinghong suddenly thought of Liu Xianqin drinking tea cup after cup in that small inn, and then he slowly lowered his eyes.

After seeing off the two juniors, Fu Jinghong drank a few more cups of tea before going to bed.

Lying on the bed, Fu Jinghong suddenly remembered the scene when Murong Shang stabbed him with a sword that day on the cliff.

The man was dressed in red, the glass was like fire, but his eyes were indifferent.

Suddenly, he remembered the sword stabbed by his junior brother in the previous life.

Fu Jinghong tried his best to think about the expression of his junior brother at that time, but found that he could not remember clearly.

On the second day, Fu Jinghong left the room early in the morning. When he went down to the first floor, he found that the two juniors had already sat down downstairs. There were several plates of breakfast on the table, and among them was Fu Jinghong's favourite. Peach Blossom Crisp.

Liu Xianqin was not there.

Fu Jinghong ate almost a whole plate of peach blossom crisps, and Liu Xianqin left early in the morning after listening to his younger brother.

He paused, raised his hand to drink a cup of tea, and said nothing.

Liu Xianqin, he still couldn't figure it out.

But what is certain is that they are not people all the way. Although they met each other, they were just passers-by in the end.

Although Liu Xianqin would definitely go to Situ Villa, but since he chose to go alone, it seemed that he didn't want to have too much interaction with them.

Where in life do not meet, after all, they are just strangers.

Fu Jinghong gave a long and short sigh when he had the rare leisure time, and after breakfast, he and his two juniors set off for Situ Mountain Villa.

Situ Mountain Villa is not far from Gaoji Mountain, and they arrived at a very lively town after a short walk.

This small town is much more prosperous than Gaoji Town, and the streets are full of bustling pedestrians, full of voices, very lively.

Situ Mountain Villa is located in the most prosperous section of this small town. At this time, because it recruits heroes from all over the world, its doors are wide open.

But even so, probably because they were afraid that people from the Devil's Cult would sneak in in troubled waters, many people stood at the gate of Situ Villa to check their identities.

After verifying the identities of Fu Jinghong and the other three, they were able to enter Situ Villa.

Situ Villa is magnificent, not inferior to Murong Mansion.

The Nine Sects lost a lot of manpower in the battle of Gaoji Mountain before, but there are still many people gathered in Situ Villa at this time.

Fu Jinghong walked a few steps, but was stopped by someone.

"Brother Fu!"

Fu Jinghong looked back and saw Wen Ruyu in white walking from the crowd.

He still smiled like a spring breeze, but his eyes were slightly darkened.

"Brother Fu, I was very worried that day when you fell off the cliff. I am relieved to see that you are fine today."

Fu Jinghong was about to smile back, but he heard the younger brother whisper in his ear: "If you are really worried, why don't you go down and look for it yourself."

He spoke in a very low voice, as thin as a breeze.

But Wen Ruyu seemed to have heard it, and saw that the light in his eyes darkened, as if he wanted to say something, but he remained silent.

Fu Jinghong paused, smiled at him, and said, "Thank you, brother Wen, for your concern. I'm fine. There's a river under the cliff, so it's my fate."

Wen Ruyu also paused, and smiled again, so as not to be forced, his eyes darkened, and he said slowly: "I know you won't die."

Fu Jinghong smiled and said: "Good people don't live long, and evils last for thousands of years. Naturally, I won't die so easily."

Wen Ruyu smiled slightly, and was about to say something when someone interrupted her.

"You actually... didn't die."

Tao Zhihua looked Fu Jinghong up and down, snorted coldly, and said, "It's really a disaster for thousands of years!" After speaking, he turned his head away and stopped looking at Fu Jinghong.

He was still dressed in red, his black hair was loosely tied behind his waist, and only a few strands of hair hung down his chest, making him look even more picturesque.

The most beautiful woman in the world really lived up to her reputation.

Fu Jinghong smiled at him, and said: "Praise, praise, don't dare, don't dare."

Even when Tao Zhihua's eyebrows are raised, she has a special style, her long eyebrows are drawn into her temples, her phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth are curled up. It's like a landscape, and Fu Jinghong is extremely pleasing to watch.

"It's good to see that Brother Fu is fine, but Xiao Taohua has been worried for a long time..." Shen Bishui, who appeared at an unknown time, came forward with a smile, and patted Fu Jinghong's shoulder like a friend he had known for a long time.

"I've never been worried!" Tao Zhihua turned her head and gave Shen Bishui a look when she heard the words.

Shen Bishui said with a smile: "Then who was it that couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and went to the roof to watch the moon?"

"I'm just insomnia." Tao Zhihua snorted coldly.

"Forget it, forget it," Shen Bishui shook his head helplessly, then looked at Fu Jinghong and smiled, "Xiao Taohua is so duplicity, but the duplicity of Xiao Taohua is actually quite cute, right?"

Fu Jinghong smiled slightly and said, "Brother Shen is right."

Tao Zhihua turned her head to look at him, snorted again, and left.

Shen Bishui looked at the red back of Tao Zhihua leaving, shook his head, looked at Fu Jinghong and said with a smile: "You go around, this martial arts competition will start tomorrow."

Fu Jinghong nodded.

Shen Bishui continued: "This martial arts competition, the winner is not only the martial arts leader, but also Situ Jia... But this is the last match, and Situ Meiren has to play in person. If she can win, then she can get A beauty's heart." After finishing speaking, he smiled at Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong also said with a smile: "What if the last one is a brash man?"

Shen Bishui said: "Situ Meiren's martial arts are not weak...I'm afraid, even I am not her opponent."

Fu Jinghong was still young, but he was surprised when he heard this statement. No matter how powerful Situ Jia is, she is just a girl. Even if her martial arts are not weak, her physical strength is still somewhat disadvantaged. Why does Shen Bishui think so?

Shen Bishui saw that Fu Jinghong was unquestionable, so he shook his head and said, "Miss Situ has been gifted since she was a child. Even so, she is still a strange woman, I heard that she worshiped under the sect of a strange person who is hidden from the world since she was seven years old, she is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, gossip and arithmetic, and her martial arts are also very good."

"Not to mention among women, there are few opponents among men. Originally Miss Situ would not play, but after the battle of Gaoji Mountain, the Situ family said that only by defeating Miss Situ can one become the leader of the martial arts alliance. , Marry back the jewel in their palm."

Fu Jinghong pondered, this Situ Jia...he had never heard of it in his previous life, but according to Shen Bishui, that Situ Jia was really a strange woman.

"However, even if I don't have the honor to find a beautiful woman, if I am lucky enough to have a glimpse of her beauty, this trip is not in vain." After Shen Bishui finished speaking, he turned his wrist and opened the folding fan with a swipe sound. The face of the good son.

The young lady who had been peeking at this side blushed in embarrassment.

Shen Bishui's smile became more and more suave, shaking the hand holding the fan a few times, her black hair was fringed with a flying ribbon.

Seeing him like this, Fu Jinghong turned around wisely and left.

Wen Ruyu seemed to have something to do, so he quickly said goodbye and left, but before leaving, he looked at Fu Jinghong, hesitant to speak.

But he didn't say anything in the end, he just smiled at Fu Jinghong and left.

The three of Fu Jinghong wandered around the Situ Villa casually, and someone came to arrange accommodation after dark.

There are many guest rooms in Situ Villa, but people like Fu Jinghong who are neither members of the Nine Great Sects nor famous in the Jianghu can only live in a remote courtyard very far from the main hall .

However, although this small courtyard is remote, the guest rooms are cleaned very clean and tidy, which does not lose the face of Situ Villa.

There were about a dozen guest rooms in the small courtyard, and the other residents were strangers, and Fu Jinghong didn't feel any friendship. After saying goodbye to the two juniors, he went straight to his room.

This guest room is bigger than the one in Murong Mansion, Fu Jinghong looked around and sat down to drink a cup of tea.

Bai Lianhua and Leng Qixuan didn't bother him tonight, so he went to bed early.

Sleeping until midnight, Fu Jinghong, who was not a deep sleeper, was awakened by the sound of tiles being trampled on the roof.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and listened carefully.

The sound of the tiles being stomped on was very subtle, and that person's lightness skill was considered to be excellent.

It's just that Fu Jinghong practiced listening to the sound of the wind since he was a child, and his hearing is amazing. As soon as the man stepped on the roof, he heard it.

At this time, Fu Jinghong's internal strength had recovered to [-]% to [-]%, and he turned over and got out of bed, stepped on the window frame and jumped up to the roof.

On the roof, the moonlight was empty, and under the dim moonlight, a man in red stood with his hands behind his back.

Hearing the sound of Fu Jinghong leaping up, the man in red turned his head.

The moonlight is like training, and the eyebrows of the beauty in red are picturesque.

Fu Jinghong paused, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Peach Blossom?"