Po Tian Xie Zun

As night fell, the white moonlight flooded the land, Xie Wuya was still wearing his iconic purple brocade clothes, the difference was that his long hair, which was usually casually draped behind him, was pulled up high, tied on the top of his head with a golden crown, and held in his hand Shaking the folding fan lightly and slowly, he looked like a Pianpianjia young man, far from his usual ruffian and lazy appearance.

"Wu Ya, didn't you say you'd check it out tomorrow? Then what are you doing with this outfit? Don't tell me you just want to watch the moon."

Xie Wuya came out of the room lightly like a thief, and then walked through the hall. He thought he had succeeded, but he didn't expect that Kong Shaoyang and Han Mengli leaned on the doorframe with their chests folded on the left and right. Headed by Lan Ting, Si Yunan, Di Zijian and Hong Zhong stared at him reproachfully, Xie Wuya scratched his head in embarrassment, pointed at himself and then at them.

"Well, I...hehe...the moon is really round today!"

As soon as the words fell, even Xie Wuya wanted to slap himself twice, grandma's legs, what kind of stuff is this?Huh... Don't they just want to go out for a stroll after they go back to the room?Is it necessary to send out all the staff to block him?

"Brother Wuya, do you know your current identity? What if someone with ulterior motives knows that the evil emperor came to Wangyue City alone and set up an ambush to kill you? It is very dangerous for you to go out alone without telling us. Do you know? If you have any troubles, what shall we do? What will Brother Xing Tian do?"

With a black forehead, she stepped forward to take his hand, Lan Ting said earnestly, when she heard Hong Zhong's analysis that he might act alone tonight, she didn't believe it at all, she didn't expect... "Uh... I'm going to faint... "

Xie Wuya caressed her forehead feebly, pushed her hand away with extreme helplessness and walked out.

"I just heard that Wangyue City is as bustling and bustling even at night as it is during the day. I just want to find out. What dangers will there be? Besides, if there is a real danger, I am not just paper, let alone stupid. I can't win and run away. That is, I know that the last injury made you feel lingering fear, but you should have almost forgotten it? That incident has passed, and we cannot live in that pain forever."

Leaning against the edge of the stone table in the courtyard, Xie Wuya propped his hands behind his back, slightly raised his head to look at them, the moonlight shone on his face, as if covering his unparalleled handsome face with a mysterious veil, looking It seems that he is more handsome and mature than usual, and more trustworthy.

"Okay, even if you are reasonable, but I will go with you."

After a while, Kong Shaoyang walked towards him. If he didn't know, let it be. If he knew, he would never be allowed to go alone.

"No, you are a summoner, and you are only suitable for group battles. If there is any conflict with others, you will hinder me instead."

Tightening his lips, Xie Wuya coldly rejected him. Kong Shaoyang's eyes quickly flashed a touch of injury, and his footsteps froze. City, where dragons and snakes are mixed, he can't let his connivance kill him.

"I'll go with you!"

"I am coming too!"

"I also want!"

Han Mengli, Di Zijian and Lan Ting flew in front of him one after another, facing the moonlight. The three of them had the same determination on their faces. The three of them are not summoners, so he has no reason to refuse, right? ?

"Eh... well, I'm afraid of you guys, Meng Ion Bond can go with me, Lan Ting, you can't!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Xie Wuya finally gave in. After speaking, he took Han Mengli and Di Zijian out of the courtyard. Lan Ting was so angry that she stomped her feet on the spot. Why couldn't she?

"Don't be angry, you are a girl after all, it's not good to wander outside at night, Wu Ya is also for your own good."

Hong Zhong walked over and patted her on the shoulder, but stared at the direction where they disappeared without blinking, deep in the bottom of his eyes was full of worry, Wangyue City is too complicated, Wuya and the others are really okay?

"I know, but I just don't want him to treat me like a girl!"

Stomping her feet hard, Lan Ting ran back to her room aggrieved. She has been working very hard in cultivation all along, in order to stand side by side with Xie Wuya forever on the same battlefield, but in the end, she still lost to How can she be willing to lose her identity as a woman?

The only person who is not dissatisfied may be Si Yunan alone. It's not that he doesn't want to, but he has self-knowledge. Mochizuki stayed up all night to check.

Wangyue City has a small area and a lot of people. Basically, there are many hawkers who are exchanging goods or mercenaries passing by here every day. They can’t find a place to stay, so they can only lay a shop on the street casually, and there are not many people in general. Because of the order of the city lord, it is inevitable that there will be troubles at night. After nightfall, the whole city will be densely lit with torches, regardless of the cost. Because of the reflection of these torches, Mochizuki City at night is even more lively than during the day, and some mercenaries from nomads will spontaneously Drinking and dancing together is very heroic.

"Hehe...It's really interesting. It would be great if the night in the imperial city could be so colorful."

Xie Wuya led Han Mengli and Di Zijian along the way, and saw many people sleeping on both sides of the street, some gathered to gamble, and some wrestled, and this time they encountered a special folk dance. Wu Ya couldn't help but join in, smiling all kinds of hearty, Han Mengli Di Zijian saw that he hadn't laughed so happily for a long time, and didn't stop him, he just dutifully guarded the surroundings to avoid any emergencies.

"Meng Ion Key, come on, don't just stand there, dance with me!"

Unexpectedly, Xie Wuya grabbed the hands of the two of them, and Xie Wuya pulled them into the dancing line with all his strength. The two of them looked awkwardly at the crowd dancing in a circle, and stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do , and the culprit who pulled them in had already followed the team to the opposite side of them.

"Haha...jump up..."

Xie Wuya laughed happily, dancing and wriggling his body, looking innocent and innocent like a child, Han Mengli and Di Zijian moved unconsciously, and slowly entered the team, holding Holding each other's hands, they jumped around the campfire.

"Ha ha…"

Everyone here is happy, at least at this moment, they are all pure and happy. Most nomads are heroic, advocating the former, forming a mercenary group, and they have more money in their eyes. Apart from these, they are as simple as white paper , bold and uninhibited, it is easy to mingle with others, especially in this way of dancing parties, simplicity is the root of their happiness.

"Haha...Little brother, by the looks of you, you probably haven't danced this kind of dance, and you're not a nomad, right? You danced really well!"

As soon as the dance was over, a man who was thicker than a bear hugged Xie Wuya's shoulders, and dragged him into their camp. His bold appearance was a bit like a modern Northeast man, although he didn't look very good. But Xie Wuya liked him very much, so naturally he didn't refuse his bear hug.

"Old Hei, who is this little guy? Look at this thin-skinned and tender-looking guy, don't you fucking like him? Let me tell you, the head of the team has said that we are not allowed to bully children .”

"Fuck you, Laozi thinks this little brother is a hit, and invited him over for a drink."

After ruthlessly spitting on the talking man, Xiong Nan pulled Xie Wuya and sat down cross-legged at will. Xie Wuya didn't dislike him either, with a faint smile on his lips all the time. Looking at the copper-colored mercenary badges on their chests, they There should be nothing wrong with the B-level mercenary group.

"Come on, little brother, drink it up!"

A thick bowl with a diameter of more than ten centimeters suddenly appeared in front of Xie Wuya. When he asked about the pungent smell of wine, and when he closed his eyes and saw the wine inside was full, Xie Wuya couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. , Damn, if he drinks this, he will be drunk for at least three days and three nights, but... it seems that he can't do without drinking!

"Wu Ya, don't drink!"

"Endless!"

Han Mengli, who finally found him, pressed Di Zijian's hands from left to right, for fear that he would really drink it. There was no way, Xie Wuya never arranged to play cards, and they couldn't guess What will he do next.

"Hehe... I'm sorry, Big Brother Hei, I have been weak and sickly since I was a child. The doctor said I can't drink, so..."

Xie Wuya smiled slightly, thanks to his slender figure, he pretended to be weak and there was no sense of disobedience at all, the smile on Old Hei's face froze, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and stammered: "Forget it." , Forget it, I shouldn't force you."

"Haha...Old Hei, you should know that when you look at someone with a delicate skin and tender flesh, he comes from a rich family, how could it be possible for us rough people to drink wine, who asked you to bring it to your door to abuse you. "

"I just said that Old Hei has taken a fancy to him!"

"No matter how weak and beautiful a man is, he's still a man. There's never been a woman who hugs him up. Hei, don't hurt yourself!"

"That's right, it's fine if you look like a woman, and your behavior is no different from that of a woman. I guess she usually just lies on the bed and waits on men..."

"call out!"

Seeing this, these mercenaries who usually speak freely began to make jokes insinuatingly. When a man who also looked like a bear not only said, but also looked at Xie Wuya with very lecherous eyes, everyone only heard With a bang, all the discussions disappeared in the next second.

"You... what do you want to do?"

He lowered his eyes to look at the weird weapon on his neck. The man stuttered in fright. Unfortunately, the one holding the sword on his neck was Han Mengli. If he would answer him in his dream, he would not be called Han The dream is gone.