The rivers and lakes can't stand it

Contrary to what most people in Jianghu think, Xu Qinglan and Mu Huarong, two beauties with their own merits, let alone compete with each other, Xu Qinglan didn't even look at Mu Huarong.

Jade Lady Mu Huarong looked at her politely, but her expression remained unchanged, obviously she had no intention of competing for beauty.

But what was even more unexpected was that when Xu Qinglan walked into the hall, she didn't even pay attention to the owner, and instead sat beside Yue Mijin as if nothing had happened.

Before crossing the maze, the audience fell silent the moment he opened his mouth. Except for Qiu Zhuoxue, almost no one dared to provoke him, let alone sit beside him.

Therefore, when Xu Qinglan sat down, everyone couldn't help but stare sideways at her, seeing tenderness in her eyes, how could they not understand what happened.

In the arena, although the reputations of Yue Mijin and Xu Qinglan are not extremely bad, but they are not as good as Yanboke. In addition, they are both arrogant and fierce swordsmen. Each is different.

Some people squinted and sneered slightly, or felt that the two were not compatible, or thought that the two were the same kind; some had a different expression, their eyes flickered, trying to dig out some benefits from the news; some smiled Looking at each other, I feel that these two people are talented and beautiful, if they can achieve good things, they will be a couple of gods and gods.

Xie Weiwen is not only the second type of person, but also the last type of person. He knows very well that if this matchmaking can be done, these two masters of the younger generation will have to owe him a big favor.

But just as Xie Weiwen's eyes turned, he met Yue Mizu's gaze that seemed to have insight into the world, and he shuddered immediately, no matter what thoughts he had, he faded away.

Xu Qinglan has no interest in other people, and doesn't care what other people say. After seeing the confusion, she immediately pulled back a few strands of her hair, her cheeks were slightly blush, and said softly: "Do you still remember my concubine's status?" ?"

"The swordsman outside Wudu City." Yue Mijin admired Xu Qinglan as an opponent, and of course he would not forget, "I remember you, you are Xu Qinglan."

Xu Qinglan didn't expect that he would still remember her, and she was quite flattered, the smile on her face became wider, her eyebrows and eyes flicked with indescribable demeanor: "Yes... the concubine is Xu Qinglan, you... you still remember."

In her words, there is really indescribable tenderness and indescribable joy.

Yue Mijin nodded and did not speak again.

He is not a man of few words, but he does not like to talk too much.

Suffering such indifference, Xu Qinglan didn't care, and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, handed it to Yue Mijin, and smiled softly: "This is because you accidentally left it behind, and after Wu Du said goodbye, there will be no chance to return it." Here it is, I thought that the hero would be so lively, maybe you would come, I really didn't think wrong."

Among the group of heroes, there are not a few who have suffered from Xu Qinglan's big loss. Knowing that she has always been as cold as ice, and occasionally laughed a few words, but also revealed arrogance and contempt, but now she has such an extremely docile little daughter attitude towards Yue Mijin, I can't help but secretly amazed and funny .

"No need." Yue Mijin glanced lightly, he couldn't remember if he had lost such an object, but it didn't matter, after the previous fire at Fengbomen, Qiu Zhuoxue had already prepared everything, there was nothing missing, "Nothing special."

In the end, it was just a handkerchief to wipe the sword, nothing special, and not worth remembering.

Xu Qinglan just handed it over with a smile, the handkerchief was plain white and had a delicate fragrance, it was actually cleaner than her who was busy in the world, which showed that the bearer cherished it very much.

Seeing that Xu Qinglan cherishes so much, Xu Shi loves it very much. He pondered for a moment and said, "If you like it, you can keep it for yourself."

Xu Qinglan's face flushed slightly, and she asked shyly, "Can I really stay?"

"Just a handkerchief."

When Xu Qinglan heard this, she couldn't help showing a little disappointment on her face, but she still smiled softly at Yue Mijin, folded the handkerchief carefully, and stuffed it into her sleeve.

The more confused she saw the true feelings in her eyes, she didn't understand and didn't care at first, but now there is nothing unclear.

He didn't know if Xu Qinglan had always looked like this. After all, he didn't know it, so he couldn't compare it, let alone whether he hated it or liked it.

Compared with Xu Qinglan herself, Yue Mazin is actually more familiar with her sword.

In terms of the style of using the sword, Yue Mijin always felt that Xu Qinglan's temperament should be more straightforward than she showed.

At the beginning of the sword competition, Xu Qinglan hesitated for a while, but was forced by the sword to meet her with all her strength. At that time, she swung freely, every move made Yue Mijin feel the joy and danger.

pity--

He made Xu Qinglan weak.

This kind of emotion does not embarrass Yue Mijin, nor does it make him feel overwhelmed. He once had this kind of emotion for Qiu Zhuo Xuesheng, feeling confused, irritable and irritable, and he also became a complete stranger Own.

Because of this, Yue Maze knew exactly what to do.

Murong Hua on the other side looked suspiciously at Qiu Zhuoxue and Yue Mijin, with a strange expression, and lightly tapped the table with his left hand.

In the carriage before, Murong Hua always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with these two people, but he couldn't really tell what was wrong, which made him vaguely give birth to an extremely terrible guess.

However, it seems that there is nothing wrong now, especially the conversation with Xu Qinglan became more and more confused, and the chat was so back and forth. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would have asked if the two had similar good things.

But then again, Yue Mijin would pay attention to Xu Qinglan, and obviously admired this woman quite a bit, this is already wrong enough.

It seems that I am overthinking, there must be too many rumors in the Jianghu, which made me miss it too.

Murong Hua silently suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and took a sip of tea calmly.

On the other side, Qiu Zhuoxue was in a very complicated mood, especially from Bu Yuanting's eyes, he could tell that the other party was no better than himself.

However, Bu Yuanting did not anger Qiu Zhuoxue because of his son's choice. He seemed to have accepted everything destined to be given by fate. to your seat.

When Bu Tianxing followed his father across the autumn snow, he gave him a hesitant look, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Although he didn't say anything, it seemed like he said everything.

Qiu Zhuoxue didn't give him the chance to tell the truth, but smiled slightly: "Master Bu Shao, please take a seat."

Bu Tianxing nodded in embarrassment, and quickly sat down beside his father, but when he sat down, his eyes seemed to be still chasing Qiu Zhuoxue, and it was unclear whether it was guilt, emotion, or emotion in his eyes. Or something else.

Qiu Zhuoxue: "..."

Qiu Zhuoxue didn't really want to know.

The so-called good medicine is bitter, but good advice is hard to hear, because people are always used to ignoring their own mistakes, so some good intentions in the world accept it, which will inevitably make people feel uncomfortable.

Admitting mistakes, admitting defeat, and admitting fate is sometimes more difficult than death in the arena.

Qiu Zhuoxue is quite experienced in these matters, so he always handles such matters with ease.

He really didn't expect that the current world has changed so fast, and people's morality has improved so much.

This is the first time in Qiu Zhuoxue's life that he hopes that people (especially Bu Tianxing) will have a weaker sense of morality, can ignore the small mistakes he made, and don't have to admit his mistakes so sincerely, and try to make any compensation .

Qiu Zhuoxue can stop the killing, eliminate crimes, and heal injustice, but how can he correct the confession, guilt, and goodwill from others?

He sighed deeply.

Today, the heroes from all walks of life have not yet arrived, Xie Weiwen held a banquet, and it was just to invite the heroes from all walks of life to meet, just drink and eat food, and did not plan to discuss any major issues.

The hero list he made this time included all the heroes from all over the world, and since he didn't dare to make a big deal easily, he invited all the respectable people from all over the world to Luohua Manor.

If people from Jianghu who don't have a hero card want to enter this hall, they can only enter from the arena at the other end of Luohuazhuang.

The guests had already sat down, Xie Weiwen then returned to the main seat, raised his glass and said something in a loud voice, all the heroes greeted him with a toast.

Although Qiu Zhuoxue has many things to say, but looking around, there are really few people who can make the decision. It is okay for the Blood Tribulation Sword to be led by Wanjian Villa, but Yu Xielang is a big threat. He decided to put it on hold until tomorrow He raised it, and took a drink from his glass.

Murong Hua saw a few people dealing with business, and he had already walked over to exchange drinks with them.

When the wine was hot, the four heroes laughed loudly, their tongues were so big from drinking, the whole room was muffled, and it was extremely lively.

Qiu Zhuoxue is quite famous in Jianghu, but now he is sitting with Yue Mijin, no one dares to toast, after several rounds of drinking, seeing that Yue Mijin's mood is fading, he excuses his excuses to thank the host for not being able to drink Sorry, I'm going to leave.

He just stood up, Yue Maze also got up together, Xie Weiwen glanced at it, and heaved a sigh of relief.

No matter how tricky other people are, they are also honey-mouthed swords at any rate, but Yue Mijin is a hedgehog, and there is nothing inconvenient from inside to outside. Just now Xie Weiwen was still thinking about how to remove this killing god, so he immediately laughed enthusiastically and ordered his servants to take it away. They go to the guest room.

Seeing Qiu Zhuoxue and Yue Mijin leaving side by side, Xie Weiwen couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Xie Weiwen had heard that the two had an old grudge, but he didn't expect Qiu Zhuoxue to not only resolve it, but now they have become best friends.

But it's not surprising, Qiu Zhuoxue has always had a lot of friends, and I heard that he has always been very enthusiastic about his friends.

It seems that although this kind of favor is not easy to do on Yue Mijin, it is not uncommon to do it on Qiu Zhuoxue... or even Xu Qinglan herself.

Before Xie Weiwen turned his head to talk to Xu Qinglan, he felt that Xu Qinglan had put down his wine glass and followed him away, leaving only a trace of his back.

Xie Weiwen: "..."

How come none of these two swordsmen are willing to listen to others!

He rubbed the wine glass lightly, he knew it already, and a thought came to him: It seems that this matter still has to start with Qiu Zhuoxue.

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