The rivers and lakes can't stand it

It was a great night of drinking.

If Leng Hanshuang hadn't sighed while peeking at Qiu Zhuoxue thinking that she was unknown after getting drunk, maybe Qiu Zhuoxue would have had more fun drinking.

Of course that pot of small wine was not enough. Not long after drinking it, Leng Hanshuang got up and went to the wine cellar of Wanjian Villa to bring out another five altars of fine wine. He is probably a frequent visitor here, and the servants are very used to it. Wine is ready.

The two drank until dawn, Leng Hanshuang lay unconscious on the table, Qiu Zhuoxue was still drinking by himself.

When drinking, people will always say a lot of words unconsciously.

Leng Hanshuang was no exception. The two first changed the topic and talked about the Blood Robbery Sword in Wanjian Villa. Only then did Qiu Zhuoxue know that he was invited by Wanjian Villa to protect and investigate the case of Blood Robbery Sword. The matter is of great importance, of course one cannot act hastily, besides him, Jiang Haishi is also invited.

Back then, the Blood Tribulation Sword set off a bloodbath, but now the Blood Tribulation Sword appeared in Wanjian Villa out of thin air.

There have never been demons and ghosts in the world, let alone divine soldiers from the sky. Someone could sneak into Wanjian Villa silently. Maybe today it was just to send out a peerless divine weapon, but who knows if they will kill their father and son tomorrow? Bu Yuan had to stop worrying.

Moreover, after the Blood Tribulation Knife was destroyed, the Blood Tribulation Sword reappeared after five years, which shows that the people behind the scenes have no intention of stopping at all, and what kind of catastrophe will be caused next. Bu Yuan must continue to investigate.

The Blood Tribulation Sword might still be a secret to outsiders, but I only asked about it in the hall after getting lost in the daytime, so Leng Hanshuang didn't have any taboos.

I don't know who forged the Blood Tribulation Sword, who leaked the news about the Blood Tribulation Sword, and who fabricated a lie to kill the Three Great Masters...

These three questions all seem to point to the same place.

However, these things have little to do with Qiu Zhuoxue. First, he doesn’t use swords. Second, the swordsmen he knows don’t seem to care much about the Blood Tribulation Sword. Since Wanjian Villa has taken care of this kind of business, If he stretched out his hands to mess around again, he would really be nosy.

He drank all night, although the matter was not resolved, but the sullenness dissipated a lot, and he also turned enemies into friends with Leng Hanshuang, so he felt a bit at ease.

But thinking of these inexplicable debts of love on her body, Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help but have a headache.

The rumors between him and Mu Huarong were originally intended by the two, so it is not uncommon; the rumors between him and Fengmanlou... all rely on Yan Wuhen's lightness skills and big mouth; as for Hei Fenghuang, this woman is just It is deliberately showing off beauty and cleverness, and using this as my third weapon. Although it is not a real sex, most people only look at the surface, and it is not surprising that they misunderstand...

But Chai Xiong and Jiu Minghou are really...

Qiu Zhuoxue has never thought in her life that something will follow the two of them, especially Chai Xiong...

Now I have a friend who doesn't even exist.

In fact, Qiu Zhuoxue is angry and funny.

The only fortunate thing right now is that no matter how many people misunderstand, most of them still cherish their lives, and will not be so stupid as to speak these gossips in front of Yue Mijin, otherwise it would be hard for Qiu Zhuoxue to imagine that when Yue Mijin heard that everyone believed that he was in love with himself, he would what a reaction.

I am afraid that they will really never communicate with each other in this life!

It was still early, and the morning breeze was still a bit chilly. Although Leng Hanshuang's name sounded cold, but her body was normal, the alcohol receded, and she couldn't help shivering. Qiu Zhuoxue shook her head and laughed, and went to the room to find He put on a fur coat and covered Leng Hanshuang's body.

Leng Hanshuang fell asleep for a while, most of the alcohol disappeared, although his expression was lazy, but his vigilance was still there, when he suddenly heard a slight wind blowing behind his ears, he sneered in his heart, thinking that it was Qiu Zhuoxue who finally revealed his true colors, and his drunk eyes were not yet completely After waking up, the whole person has bounced from the table, and immediately shot like lightning, grabbing Qiu Zhuoxue's hand.

Although Qiu Zhuoxue didn't have any malicious intentions, but she was quick to respond, she saw every move, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had used several moves, but the fur coat hadn't landed yet.

"Brother Leng is good at kung fu." Qiu Zhuoxue smiled slightly, loosened both hands from Leng Hanshuang's veins, stretched out his hand to fish, and gently brushed off the fur coat in his hands, "It's just that the weather is cold and dew is heavy, It’s better to take care of your body.”

Leng Hanshuang trembled when she heard the words, and then she woke up completely, her hands were still stretched in the air, her eyes glanced at the fur coat in front of her, and she immediately understood that Qiu Zhuoxue sent a piece of clothing here out of kindness, but she was herself. Don't ask indiscriminate shots, as if deliberately plotting, his face suddenly turned red.

"I... I didn't do it on purpose." Leng Hanshuang had a tough temper and never bowed her head. Even if she apologized at this moment, she couldn't say it out loud.

"It's okay. This wine makes people dizzy. Brother Leng has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and it is normal to be vigilant. It was Qiu who got drunk and lost his feelings, and was abrupt."

Of course Qiu Zhuoxue was not angry, not to mention that Leng Hanshuang had been against him for many years, but only the vigilance of the Jianghu people. After all, there were not a few Jianghu people who were killed after getting drunk, so he would not blame anything.

What's more, what happened last night, even if it makes people laugh and cry, is enough to show that Leng Hanshuang is not a villain, and he can even be called a good person with a conscience. Qiu Zhuoxue originally thought that he was entangled, which was somewhat irritating Annoyed, deliberately made him suffer a few times, but he ignored the past and came to comfort himself.

Now it seems that I may not be prejudiced against others.

Leng Hanshuang listened to his soft voice, as if she didn't care that she had hurt someone just now, and couldn't help but feel even more awkward in her heart.

"You don't have to be like this." Leng Hanshuang gritted her teeth, "Don't forget, I still have the same thoughts about Miss Mu. Last night, I just didn't want to take advantage of others' danger, not to mention that it was indeed not your fault. I Just to be fair, you must not think that I am your friend..."

It's just that it's hard for him to say what's on his mind right now, he just feels mixed feelings and doesn't know what to do for a while.

Qiu Zhuoxue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "...I'd rather Brother Leng not say such a fair word."

Leng Hanshuang's face changed greatly when he heard the words, and he said angrily: "What do you mean?! Do you look down on me?! Everyone can speak this truth, you think I, Leng Hanshuang, can't say it?!"

Of course Qiu Zhuoxue had no intention of provoking him, and said with difficulty: "...No, Qiu did not mean that..."

"You don't have to say it!" Leng Hanshuang said loudly, "I, Leng Hanshuang, am not such a brazen person. Although you don't want to believe me, I will never betray my conscience!"

Qiu Zhuoxue: "..."

Before anyone could answer, Leng Hanshuang had already picked up her soul-breaking knife, angrily climbed over the wall and went back to the room. Qiu Zhuoxue looked at the side door and sighed: "Although the door is on the other side, the wall is on the other side." Here, yes, why bother to look far away.”

If it weren't for Leng Hanshuang, Qiu Zhuoxue would be very happy to make an interesting new friend, but now he just wants to walk around this kind swordsman.

He has even begun to miss that annoying Leng Hanshuang a little bit.

guilt guilt...

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help but sighed.

He really shouldn't think so. Although Leng Hanshuang has somewhat misunderstood the truth, this flaw is nothing compared to his character. After all, not everyone is willing to say something for their opponent To be fair, Qiu Zhuoxue should be grateful for this kind of rare and precious integrity.

Now he only hopes that Leng Hanshuang will not be so stupid as to say such a fair word in front of Yue Mijin.

That must be an ugly death.

Although Qiu Zhuoxue drank all night, she was not very sleepy, and she had no intention of going back to catch up on sleep, so she walked casually in Wanjian Villa, and came to the sword forest before she knew it.

Jianlin was originally the place where the ancestors of Wanjian Villa abandoned their swords. Later, Bu Qingge made a rule that the people of Wanjian Villa must hide all the swords they have used in their lives in this place.

Hundreds of years have passed, and countless rusty iron stands here, witnessing the years.

The more labyrinth is also here.

Qiu Zhuoxue looked at him from a distance, and saw him walking through the sword forest, seemingly indescribably lonely, but also indescribably at ease.

In the past seven years, Qiu Zhuoxue has never heard of Yue Mijin making friends with anyone.

Relatives, sworn brothers, lovers, friends, all entanglements in the world seem to have nothing to do with Yue Mazin, he just walks in the rivers and lakes, alone.

Sometimes Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help wondering whether it was because of the incident back then that his disposition became more and more withdrawn, so he entered the martial arts world, and all he encountered was malice, and everyone had a purpose for him , everyone is unwilling to listen to what he has to say, there are always people who hurt him and frame him, so naturally he is too lazy to say anything, too lazy to pay attention to others.

Soon, Yue Mijin turned his face and met Qiu Zhuoxue's eyes through a layer of mist in the early morning.

"Am I bothering you?"

Qiu Zhuoxue has always been a very knowledgeable and interesting person. Normally, he would never ask such a question hastily, but would leave quietly with understanding, because when a person asks this question, it is usually because he has realized that his behavior is indeed true. Contains such a meaning.

The reason why he asked this was to stay.

The more confused said: "No."

While speaking, Yue Mijin drifted over like a puff of smoke, with a light body, this lightness kung fu was taught to him by Qiu Zhuoxue, and he has been using it for the past seven years.

At the moment when she turned around, Qiu Zhuoxue said in a daze: "Your lightness kung fu..."

Yue Mijin really stopped, turned his face sideways, stared at him, his tone was neither happy nor angry: "I don't know anything else, if you are unhappy, I won't use it in the future."

Qiu Zhuoxue's heart seemed to be pricked, he smiled wryly: "That's not what I meant."

"It doesn't matter." Yue Mijin said, "It doesn't matter what it means."

Yue Mizu's eyes and tone are still the same as before, and the disgust from yesterday seems to have slowed down, he just doesn't care about Qiu Zhuoxue.

Qiu Zhuoxue was flattered by his purity, but now he was at a loss.

Qiu Zhuoxue is eloquent, but at the moment he can't say anything. He knows that it is best not to get in the way of getting confused, but he is unwilling.

"Why... come to Jianlin so early, can't you sleep?" Qiu Zhuoxue searched for a long time before finding her tongue.

Yue Mi thought: "Here makes people very peaceful."

When he was 16 years old, the way he spoke was already a little scary, but at that time, people used disgust to pretend to be calm when they bullied him that he had a tender face, was young, and had no reputation.Now it's not so easy, no matter how much Qiu Zhuoxue wants to get close to him, but looking into his eyes, she still can't speak.

Qiu Zhuoxue thought, so I was also a little afraid of him.

"You don't have to force yourself to talk to me." Yue Mijin lowered his eyes, scanning the swords, as if he felt that they were more interesting than Qiu Zhuoxue, "Let's save these hypocrisy for others."

Qiu Zhuoxue said slowly: "It's not hypocrisy, I want to talk to you, but I'm afraid you won't be happy."

Yue Mijin finally looked at him: "Then what do you want me to do for you this time?"

Qiu Zhuoxue's face was pale, and this time he didn't go out of the maze, but he left in a hurry.

This made Yue Mijin twitch the corners of his mouth, trying to pull out a sarcastic smile, but he couldn't.

Only he himself knew that those words were sincere.

As long as Qiu Zhuoxue waved to him, he would willingly take out his heart, just like a dog.