After being dressed as green tea cannon fodder, I captured the hero

After Jiang He said this, he took Nie Rong and fled the scene.

The person he wanted to see with all his heart, finally met him, but he fled in a hurry.

Jiang He spurned himself from the bottom of his heart.

But what can he do?

He felt so sad that he was about to die. He didn't want to see the arms around him but now around another woman, and he didn't want to see the woman who used to stare at him affectionately. Didn't expect to see...

If he stayed there any longer, he would surely cry.

He didn't want Gu Xingge to see his tears at all, let alone Yun Ke'er.

Surely they would have laughed hard at him.

He didn't want to be so ashamed.

But no matter how much he didn't want to lose face, the moment he turned around, tears still fell out of his eyes.

Just like beads with a broken thread, the tears were full and round, falling down his face, and wet his clothes in a short while.

"Rongrong, your master is happy today, go to the restaurant with me." Jiang He wiped his face indiscriminately, and pulled Nie Rong to the tavern on the street.

Nie Rong thought to herself that you are happy with tears all over your face?I'm afraid it's not the joy of seeing a ghost.

I have been looking for Gu Xingge for many years, but I finally found it. He hugged another woman and gave him a good lesson. If you don’t go up and give him a good lesson, you turn around and run away crying. That’s all. Promising.

Forget it, she is also her master anyway, so what can she do?

With the man gone, the apprentice still has some role to play, right?At least drink with you to relieve your distress and boredom.

Nie Rong followed Jiang He into the tavern. Before she could say anything, Jiang He yelled at the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, bring the strongest, best and most expensive wine here! The more the better!"

Nie Rong: "??!" What are you doing!It’s okay to drink the best and most expensive one, but are you sure you’re serious about the strongest one?You don't know what your drinking capacity is? ?When the strongest wine is served, you don't get drunk just after a glass or two!

"Guest officer, your wine is here~" The shopkeeper quickly brought up several bottles of wine and placed them on the table.

Jiang He didn't say anything, grabbed the wine bottle and lifted the cap, and blew directly at the mouth of the bottle.

Nie Rong: "??! Master, please drink slowly!"

Jiang He avoided Nie Rong's hand that came up to snatch his wine bottle, his eyes blinked and two lines of tears flowed: "Don't stop me! Gu Xingge bullied me with Yun Ke'er in his arms, are you going to bully me too!"

Nie Rong: "..." It's not that I don't have it, I just want you to drink it slowly.

Forget it, a broken-hearted person can't be persuaded, she shed two lines of tears as soon as she said one sentence, as if she bullied him, God knows she didn't do anything!

Jiang He doesn't drink very well. He has lived his life for only 26 years. Most of the first 16 years stayed in Wuji Sword Sect, carefree, happy and arrogant.

Until I had a dream and started to get involved with Gu Xingge.

The time he spent with Gu Xingge was the happiest time he had lived so far.

Although Gu Jian has spoiled him since he was a child, Gu Xingge's pet is obviously different. For the first time, he has made friends who are about the same size as him and can share his feelings.

Although he went to the Sunset Forest and entered the Demon Realm, others thought it was very dangerous, but Gu Xingge stood in front of him from the beginning to the end. This man has always been protecting him and pampering him.

However, the happy days are short-lived.

In the past, Gu Xingge doted on him so much, but in the end he still said no to him.

After drinking a few glasses of strong wine, Jiang He's throat was burned, but none of these could overcome the burning sensation in his heart.

Another sip of wine fell into his throat, and the usually noble little uncle was so embarrassed that people couldn't see him at this moment, but he didn't realize it, or didn't want to, and let the tears flow non-stop.

"Ten years, a whole ten years, do you know Rong Rong? I have been looking for him for ten years!" The alcohol fermented, and the drunkenness surged up, tearing Jiang He's disguise to pieces.

"I have been looking for him for ten years. I worked hard for him and became a seventh-rank alchemist. I also prepared a lot of pills for him, just because I was afraid that he would get hurt..." Jiang He cried while drinking, tears and no money It seems to fall down.

"I want to apologize to him when I find him, and tell him that I never thought of harming him. He can beat me, scold me or stab me a few times, as long as he relieves his anger..."

"But when I found him, I realized that I was wrong. He didn't want to forgive me at all, and he didn't want to be found by me. He was with Yun Keer, and he didn't want me anymore..."

The sad emotions in my heart grew bigger and bigger, and all turned into tears.

Jiang He threw away the empty wine bottle and poured another bottle into his mouth. Nie Rong wanted to stop him, but seeing Jiang He's sad expression as if he was about to die, he still didn't reach out.

She thought what her father said was right, since ancient times, love words are the most annoying.

That's all, if drinking alcohol can make Jiang He feel better, then let him have a good drink and get completely drunk.

It's just that she hopes that these wines will really make Jiang He get drunk and relieve his worries, instead of pouring out his worries on the wine and making his worries even worse.

Jiang He has been holding it for too long, ten years, and it has almost become his instinct to pretend. Even though he is drunk at the moment, he still swallows the words that he wants to vent in his heart.

why?

Probably a Youdao voice kept reminding him, telling him that he was Jiang He, the disciple of Gu Jian, the master of the Wuji Sword Sect, and he shouldered the responsibility of the Wuji Sword Sect. He should not be cowardly, nor could he be cowardly.

Now that he has grown up, he can no longer act like a baby, let alone vent his emotions.

What's more, Gu Xingge, who had always doted on him and was willing to treat him as a child to support the world for him, is no longer here.

He is gone.

Jiang He doesn't want you anymore.

These words flashed through my mind over and over again, and today the image of Gu Xingge hugging Yun Ke'er was also reappeared over and over again. The young man was sobbing on the table, biting his lower lip with his teeth, and tasted it quickly in his mouth. The smell of blood.

This meal lasted for a long time, so long that Nie Rong had already fallen asleep on the table, and the shop was about to close.

Jiang He was top-heavy, paying the bill with a dizzy head. His broken consciousness still remembered asking the shopkeeper to send Nie Rong back to the City Lord's Mansion, and then staggered out of the shop.

The daily noisy streets are empty, the moon hangs high in the sky, the shallow clouds are like tulle, the wind blows gently, a bit cold.

Jiang He was shivered by the wind, his consciousness returned for a moment, and then sank again.

The steps under his feet were too heavy, so heavy that Jiang He seemed to be unable to lift up anymore, he simply didn't go, and sat down by the wall of the alley.

Drowsiness came slowly, Jiang He could no longer hold his eyelids fighting up and down, and fell asleep on the spot.

After a long time, a gust of wind blew by, and there was a slight noise in the alley, like the sound of a cat falling to the ground.

The flag of the tavern beside the alley was fluttering with the wind, and when the wind stopped and the flag fell, there was a shadow stretched extremely long by the moonlight at the entrance of the alley, paving the bluestone road on the street.

The shadow reflected by the moonlight was a tall man, dressed in black, with white hair spread behind his back, and the luster seemed to compete with the moonlight.

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