In the dark night, Su Jing and Murong, two people who should not be friends even if they are not enemies, actually walked side by side, one was in a bad mood and did not want to speak, and the other was preoccupied and did not speak, so they were speechless to each other. ≧ nets

Strange combination, but still harmonious walked for a while, and the two met a smoke hotel halfway as they wished. Su Jing didn't hesitate, and walked directly into it, but soon, he walked out with an embarrassed face.

"What, aren't you going to drink?" Murong was a little strange.

Su Jing's face was as usual, he stood on his arm, and glanced at Murong,

Murong was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, he stared at Su Jing, and after a while, he finally laughed out loud.

Although she has an extremely strong personality, she is like a rough and heroic man in her heart, but her whole body, from head to toe, is a woman to the extreme, although she is smiling and bending over, she still feels pleasing to the eye, and her voice is as beautiful as a silver bell.

The more embarrassed Su Jing was, he could only turn a blind eye.

Murong laughed for a while, then straightened up, walked into the store with his head held high, and then walked out with a box of liquor, threw it to Su Jing, and said, "Oh, big master, Miss Ben is in a good mood today, please drink." ”

Su Jing took it, coughed lightly, and thanked him.

I don't know if I think that Su Jing's sense of this famous daughter is so much better, at least, she won't think about drawing a knife to face her without saying a word.

After that, Murong walked in front with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Su Jing walked behind with wine in his arms.

Su Jing didn't say where to go, and Murong didn't know where to go, she led the way aimlessly in front, and after walking for a while, she actually came to the vicinity of Song Kun's martial arts hall.

Su Jing, who was walking behind with wine, was in a trance.

This was originally a bustling area, but in this relatively golden hour, it was empty.

Su Jing naturally knew the reason.

Two days ago, Song Kun died here under the chaotic knife of the merchant's mother and son.

Yesterday, Su Jing came to pay tribute alone, killing four people with one sword, attracting countless policemen and Wuxie eagle dogs to come, making this place impassable, the atmosphere was solemn, the swords were tense, and it was almost about to bleed.

Although Duan Mingyuan arrived in the end and avoided a bloody battle, it also made this place a forbidden place that was difficult for ordinary people to set foot in.

However, in this way, it was cheaper than Su Jing, who had a wanted warrant from the Martial Arts Association, he hesitated for a moment, and still entered the dilapidated martial arts hall with Murong.

This was the first time Su Jing had entered it, and the owner of this place, his good friend, had already died.

The martial arts hall is still in chaos, although Song Kun's body has been taken away by the people of the martial arts association, but the traces of the fight have not been completely cleaned up, on the wall, on the ground, and even on some tables, chairs, and weapons, there are still faint traces of scarlet blood.

Su Jing sighed, found three clean cups in the martial arts hall, sat down on the ground, opened a bottle of wine, filled two of them, handed one to Murong, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for inviting me to drink, toast you." After that, without waiting for Murong, he took the lead in drinking it all.

Murong took the wine glass, but he didn't hesitate, he raised his head and dried the wine, bold and heroic, and the woman didn't let her eyebrows.

But in the end, it was a woman, a glass of strong wine in her stomach, her pretty face suddenly turned red, she choked and coughed, she stuck out her tongue, frowned and said: "It's spicy and strong, what's so delicious, why do you like it." ”

"I don't know. Su Jingleng paused, "Who else likes it?"

"My brother. Murong felt that his face was hot, and he used his hand as a fan, and he couldn't stop fanning the wind.

Su Jing poured himself another glass, drank it in one gulp, and said, "Is it the Murong City who has awakened for eight days, gathered the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles, and shocked the entire rivers and lakes, and now ranks first on the list?"

Murong also followed Su Jing's example, sat down on the ground, clasped his hands on his knees, buried his head in his lap, and muttered: "Although I don't think he is as powerful as you say, if he is called Murong Cheng, it should be my brother." ”

Su Jing glanced at Murong, and suddenly had a strange idea, feeling that Murong at this time was like a woman.

Maybe her heart is not as domineering as it seems on the surface, and she was born in a high-ranking martial arts family, and there should be some pain and helplessness that others can't imagine.

Su Jing sighed again, knowing that with Murong's amount of alcohol, he might not be able to drink with him, so he had to drink the third glass of wine alone.

Then there was another silence.

Su Jing was stunned for a while, poured the fourth glass of wine, and Murong Cai, who had gone down, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the cup that had been empty, and asked in a strange voice, "Is anyone else coming?"

Su Jing shook his head.

Murong asked again, "Then what do you mean by this?"

Su Jing drank the fourth glass of wine, poured the empty cup full of wine, spilled it on the ground, and said at the same time: "This is the martial arts hall opened by my brother Song, I didn't expect you to lead the way to come here." But since I'm here, I'm thinking about seeing off Brother Song. ”

Murong said softly, "He's Ning'er's sister's brother?"

Su nodded his head.

"I suddenly feel like you're not that annoying as a person. A flash flashed in Murong's bright big eyes, and then he took the initiative to pour himself a glass of wine and raised it, "I respect you this time." ”

Su Jing naturally raised his glass in response.

After the second glass of wine, Murong, who had not drunk much, was completely drunk this time.

When others are drunk, they either sleep or cry, but she, the eldest lady of the martial arts family, is different.

She's going to get into a fight.

Murong threw the cup, stood up all of a sudden, pulled out the red sleeve in his hand, Huo Ran pointed at Su Jing, and said, "The last time the Chang'an Martial Arts Association fought, the two of us haven't decided the winner yet, it just so happens that the place here is spacious, how about you and me?"

A drunk person is the least likely to refuse, let alone a drunk woman.

Su Jing also stood up, but he didn't pull out the Miao knife, but threw it aside, took out a long sword from the weapon rack on the side, gestured, and showed a hint of remembrance on his face, and then said: "You want to compare the sword? ”

Murong didn't move.

A look of anger rose on her face, and she exclaimed, "Do you think that if I drink too much, I will look down on people? If you don't use a knife, believe it or not, my aunt and grandmother beat you all over the ground looking for teeth?"

Su Jing smiled faintly, flicked his fingers on the sword, let out a clear sound, and said: "Since I entered the rivers and lakes, I have many opportunities, and I have a lot of understanding in my heart, and I realized a sword, and I was about to ask Miss Murong to taste it." ”

"Taste the fart!"

Ying Ying red sleeves, a line of comes. (To be continued.) )8