Oriental Card Leader [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing them coming in, Yan Yang glanced at them apologetically, and then prepared to lure them out before they approached.

Yan Yang just walked around the table, but An Qi made a move first.

The big man who led the way in with a broken knife in his waist suddenly flew backwards, bumping into the people who came in with him, and fell out of the door together.

"Ouch..."

Because there was someone on his back, the big guy in the lead didn't fall too hard. He stood up and listened to the yelling from the side. He glanced into the tavern and knew that there was probably a master by his side.

"Thank you, brother!" Yan Yang sat down again and said with a smile.

"You really can call wherever you go." Thinking of the situation in the teahouse just now, Li Xuanyuan sighed casually.

Yan Yang smiled embarrassedly, and after drinking the rest of the wine in the bowl, he said, "Actually, it's just a misunderstanding. The day I first came to Fengcheng, I saw a young man who had a rough road. I thought he was nice, so I invited him to have a drink together, and I came here at the time. Suddenly, a group of people blocked the shop, and he asked me to help me, so I stopped them for a while, so that he had time Leave. Who knew that those people who called themselves the Yellow Sea Gang would not let me go, and even said that I kidnapped the eldest lady of their gang."

"God knows that I haven't even seen the hair of their eldest lady!" Yan Yang sighed depressedly, then turned his head and asked darkly: "Brother, do you think I was wronged or not?"

Before An Qi answered, Dongfang Bubai snorted.

"Brother Dongfang, what's your opinion?" Sensing his disapproval, Yan Yang turned his head puzzled.

"You and that young lady drank too much, and they helped you out. How could it be that they wronged you?" Dongfang Bubai put down his glass and refilled it.

Yan Yang was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't believe it when he came to his senses, "You...you mean that young man is...wrong! I saw that he was dressed in white and had a folding fan, and he looked more chic than me. How could he be... ...is a woman!"

Dongfang Bubai, who found that the wine jug was empty after pouring it, ignored him, and his eyes fell on the wine jar under the hands of the people around him.

Seeing that he ignored him, Yan Yang wanted to find someone to convince him, "Brother, what do you think?"

Knowing that the junior brother who had the best relationship with him in the sect back then, since he has been looking for him for so many years, when he saw him, many scenes that were deliberately forgotten appeared in his mind. Thinking about the question he asked, but caring about another thing, "Is your injury caused by those people just now?"

Yan Yang suddenly remembered how defensive his senior brother was at the beginning, because he didn't want him to cause trouble, so he said with some boasting: "They have suffered much more serious injuries than me..."

The two senior brothers chatted about this, but Li Xuanyuan, who noticed Dongfang Bubai's gaze, raised his hand subconsciously, and drank the wine in the jar in one gulp.

Dongfang Bubai was not so addicted to alcohol, half a jug of wine was barely enough for him to drink, the glance just now was meaningless, but seeing him like this, he half-closed his eyes instead.

However, Li Xuanyuan mistakenly thought that he was annoyed that he had finished drinking, and smiled at him with a flattering smile.

In the end, perhaps because of the angle, Dongfang Bubai saw pride in his smile, and immediately gave him two injections without holding back. sk

Li Xuanyuan, who was stabbed twice before realizing that he had been stabbed, glanced at him, and then stretched out his arm very simply.

Dongfang Bubai looked at him lightly with his phoenix eyes, and asked him what he was doing.

"Alcohol is definitely not for you to drink, but you can prick your hands as you like." What Li Xuanyuan didn't say was, "Anyway, he can prick it back after taking the medicinal bath tomorrow." Not the same thing.

"Who are you?" Dongfang Bubai slapped his hand away angrily.

Li Xuanyuan, who took advantage of the situation and squeezed his hand twice, said very smoothly: "Of course it's mine."

If you can't drink to your heart's content, sitting in a tavern is also meaningless. After seeing him finish the glass of wine in his hand, Li Xuanyuan proposed to go back.

"Today's is not counted, I will treat you to a drink next time!" Yan Yang said after leaving the tavern after paying for the drink.

This wine is indeed a good wine with a very full aftertaste.

There were people on the left and right who pushed him without using his own strength. When he came out, the wind blew, Dongfang Bubai simply leaned his elbows against the handrail, propped his head up and closed his eyes halfway.

Li Xuanyuan, who was paying all his attention to the person in front of him, slowed down after responding to Yan Yang's voice.

"By the way, senior brother, where do you live?" Yan Yang asked suddenly.

After An Qi reported the name of the inn, Yan Yang let out an "ah", and then regretted, "I wanted to change to live with you, but if I stay in that inn for a few days, I'm afraid I won't have enough money to drink. "

A knight-errant who wanders around the rivers and lakes has always had a modest purse, so Yan Yang doesn't have much money on him.

Mo Feiwen, as the leader of Mingjiao, naturally wouldn't carry a purse with him at all times, so Dongfang Bubai didn't have a tael of silver on him, and as a hidden guard, An Qi basically stayed in the church, so it's impossible for him to have any money. silver.Therefore, after leaving Qianzhangyaxia, the expenses of the two of them have always been a jade pendant that Dongfang Bubai casually threw to An Qi.

Hearing his words, Li Xuanyuan remembered that when he left Kunlun Mountain, he just picked up a purse from the bamboo hut and took it with him. The journey along the way cost a lot, and he doesn't seem to have much money left on him now.

Thinking that he still lives in Dongfang Bubai's courtyard now, Li Xuanyuan felt that he had to earn some money.

When he was the emperor, he would never be short of money, and when he was the owner of the Red Flower Valley, the gold, silver and jewels in the valley were enough for him to spend his whole life spendthriftly. Now Li Xuanyuan finds it quite novel to think of making money by himself.

However, it seems pretty good to make money by yourself and raise Dongfang.Li Xuanyuan looked down at the person in front of him, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Fortunately, the two inns were on the same street, and they also stopped by. Afterwards, the three of Dongfang Bubai returned to the inn in the middle of the street, while Yan Yang walked to the end of the street alone.

It was just after noon when I went out, although I didn't seem to do anything, but when I came back, it was already sinking.

It was getting dark early, and when it was completely dark, the voices of pedestrians could still be heard occasionally on the street.

In the room with dim lights, Dongfang Bubai looked away from the book in Jiang's hand after reading another page, and raised his eyes to glance at the person who stayed in his room after eating.

"Would you like some water?" Li Xuanyuan also held a book in his hand, but Li Xuanyuan, who spent more time watching him than reading, smiled and brought a cup of tea to him when he looked over.

Dongfang Bubai, who had a cup of tea at hand, didn't pick it up.

Li Xuanyuan who casually put the tea aside sat beside him, "It's still early, let's chat."

After casually proposing, Li Xuanyuan originally thought that he would ignore him, but saw him close the book in his hand and put it aside, "Are you Li Yuanqing?"

Li Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, and after recalling the scene in Mingjiao, he nodded and said uncertainly: "I don't have the memory of this body, but someone called me that name once."

"That should be right." Dongfang Bubai didn't realize it when he overheard the storyteller's description today, and thought that Li Yuanqing was in Mo Feiwen's memory.

"I heard that your martial arts are very good, let's compete in a few days." Dongfang Bubai said.

Hearing this, Li Xuanyuan glanced at him again and again.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help saying: "Why, can't it?"

"I have no talent for martial arts." After uttering this sentence, Li Xuanyuan said it outright.

But it turned out that in the previous life, Dongfang Bubai decided to teach him martial arts when he saw that he had profound internal strength but could only do light work.

However, compared to Dongfang Bubai, who is very talented in martial arts, Li Xuanyuan is definitely a rotten piece of wood. Whether it is swordsmanship, saber technique, palm technique, boxing technique... or anything else, he can't learn any of them well.

Thinking that he is proficient in bow and horse, and he is also very good at practicing internal and light exercises, but he just can't learn one martial art, Dongfang Bubai thinks this is really a very strange thing.

After teaching him for several years and still not learning the same martial arts, Dongfang Bubai finally gave up.

The few times I saw him before, he just waved away the dark seven with his palm without any moves. Dongfang Bubai, who felt his strong inner strength, thought that his martial arts had reached the realm of returning to the original.

After being silent for a while, Dongfang Bubai became somewhat interested. After all, he really couldn't believe how it was possible for someone to fail to learn martial arts just by following gestures.

Although there was no expression on his face at all, Li Xuanyuan could still see what he was thinking, so he said: "Maybe you can teach me martial arts after your legs recover, maybe I can learn it with a different body."

If the original Mo Feiwen knew that the martial arts No. 1 whom he admired would let him teach martial arts one day, I don't know what kind of mood he would feel.

This thought flashed through his mind, Dongfang Bubai nodded and said: "Okay."

Then the two were speechless for a while, and after a while, Dongfang Bubai said directly: "I'm going to rest."

Li Xuanyuan, who tried to sleep with him yesterday but failed, nodded his head, approached and skillfully helped him take off his robe and hair crown, picked him up and put him on the bed, pulled the quilt over him , bowed his head and quickly stole a kiss on his lips before leaving.

For his proficient and natural movements, Dongfang Bubai inexplicably couldn't bear too much rejection, and after watching him leave, he pursed his lower lip and closed his eyes.

After finally finding his brother, Yan Yang, who was excited all night after returning home, found him early the next morning.

He was using Dongfang Bubai earlier to tell An Qi to go out with him, but An Qi was still hesitating at first, but was dragged out by Yan Yang.

After spending breakfast with him, Li Xuanyuan pushed him to the yard to bask in the sun, while he went to prepare the medicinal soup himself.

After the strong smell of medicine quickly spread to the whole courtyard, Li Xuanyuan came out and pushed him into the room.

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyes and saw him consciously avoiding behind the screen, then raised his hand to untie his clothes and soak them in the tub of medicinal soup.

After soaking his whole body in the medicinal soup, Dongfang Bubai sighed silently, then raised his head and raised his chin slightly because the strong medicinal smell was really pungent.

After closing his eyes for a while, when he heard his approaching footsteps, Dongfang Bubai opened his eyes and glanced at him.

Against the backdrop of the dark brown medicinal soup, his complexion looked very fair. Looking into his eyes, which were a little foggy due to the steam, Li Xuanyuan put his hand on his shoulder and rubbed it twice, then said: "I will Tighten your muscles for you."

He pressed it very comfortably, so after meeting him, Dongfang Bubai closed his eyes again.

Seriously rubbing and pressing for him for a while, after a low sound escaped from his lips, Li Xuanyuan couldn't hold back and leaned over to enclose his lips, sucked gently before letting go.

Dongfang Bubai didn't even feel too surprised when there was a touch of coolness on his lips, instead he had a feeling of expectation in his heart.

Seeing him leaving so quickly, Dongfang Bubai didn't even bother to open his eyes.

Seeing that although he didn't remember it yet, but he always indulged himself unconsciously, Li Xuanyuan's eyes were filled with a soft smile.

When the hour came, Li Xuanyuan picked up a large cloth towel from the screen, picked him up from the bathtub and put him on the soft couch next to him, took clean clothes and put them in his hand, turned around to get the needle bag.

By the time he was sitting by the couch with the needle bag, Dongfang Bubai had already put on his underwear.

Putting the outer robe on the side for him, Li Xuanyuan began to give him acupuncture.