The night in Xinzheng was a little cold, but now there is a flow of people on the street, and there is no desolate scene of the night in the past.

Zhao Shuang stood beside the stall, holding the hot food that the store had just made, looking at this scene, with some emotion.

It's not the first time to watch the night view of Xinzheng here, but today's feeling is very special.

During the Warring States period, the night did not belong to the ordinary Qiantou.

But now, they suddenly poured out, laughing and laughing on the street, making Zhao Shuang feel a sense of detachment from the times.

A moment of prosperity is still precious in this chaotic era.

In the midst of the crowd, a man walked over. Zhao Shuang smiled and gave him a portion of the cooked food in his hand.

Wei Zhuang put down the shark tooth in his hand, leaned against the tile with Zhao Shuang, and watched the flow of people on the street.

"How's it going?"

"The troubles have been solved."

The street is noisy, and there seems to be a layer of paper gently stirring in my ears. Wei Zhuang's voice was not loud, but it was very powerful.

The counter-quicksand of Weizhuang has been secretly confronting the birds of the night lately, for the supplies brought from the East Vietnamese side.

That's a pretty big asset, both for an individual and an organization.

The arrival of Wei Zhuang proved that the materials had been divided into more than twenty points, and they were dispersed through the various strongholds of the Mo family.

Before Ji Wuye arrives at Xu Di, the best way is to speed up the delivery so as not to be blocked by the night.

Part of this money was originally to maintain the operation of the Mo stronghold in the Han Land, rather than to be transported to more distant places, so as long as you pass through Xu Di, as soon as you come into contact with the Mo family's forces, you can quickly get out of the control of Nightfall.

"In this way, Ji Wuye is destined to run for nothing."

Zhao Shuang's smile was a little bantering, not long ago, Ji Wuye's high-spirited departure was still in the minds of every Xinzheng City resident.

And now, he's afraid he's going to have to go back and forth in embarrassment. Because there, it is already doomed to find something useful.

Ji Wuye is gone, but the night is still entrenched on this city. It seems that for the night, Ji Wuye, the leader, is just a disguise. ”

After Wei Zhuang's experience in the duel with the night these days, although Ji Wuye is the master of the night, the weight of his master is not as heavy as Wei Zhuang thought.

"Guest, this is the wine you wanted."

The peddler smiled and carried two pots of wine, and came to Zhao Shuang. He took a small bag of coins out of his sleeve and threw it on the vendor's plate.

The night market is busy, and there is huge pressure on the Korean army's soldiers and horses to maintain stability. But for these vendors, it is also a good opportunity to make money.

The wine is crisp and has a long aftertaste in the mouth. Wei Zhuang looked at the scene in front of him and was very touched.

He was born in the cold palace of South Korea, and his life experience was turbulent, and he was appreciated by Guiguzi and joined the Zongheng faction.

Wei Zhuang has always been above the top, except for his senior brother Gai Nie, few people can let him take a look at it.

However, today's life has deviated from the original preset track of Weizhuang. It's just that Wei Zhuang glanced at Zhao Shuang, who was drinking.

On such days, Wei Zhuang did not get tired of it.

At least, not yet.

Revisiting this old place, Wei Zhuang felt a little complicated in his heart. Until, there was a delicate and crisp voice in my ears.

"Brother, come out with me, can't you stop drinking?"

The girl's crisp voice was a little coquettish, and she was very dissatisfied with the actions of the man next to her. In such a beautiful and lively night scene, the man next to her only knew how to drink, and did not care about his feelings at all.

When Wei Zhuang saw the woman, there was a trace of fluctuation in his unfazed eyes.

It's slight, so slight that maybe he didn't even notice it himself.

"Red Lotus, I'm tired, let's rest."

Han Fei didn't know if he had drunk too much or walked too long, so he naturally walked down the street, stayed beside Zhao Shuang and the others, waved his hand, and said hello.

Zhao Shuang and Wei Zhuang glanced at each other, and saw that the girl was holding her waist and looking at Han Fei.

"Brother, it's really time for you to exercise hard, your physical strength is not as good as mine!"

Such a scene naturally attracted some attention, and Honglian turned her head and looked aside, wanting to scold.

As a brutal princess, it is daily to scold people when they are not pleasing to the eye.

It's just that she unexpectedly found that the two men in this inconspicuous corner were unexpectedly very good-looking.

For a while, Honglian scolded the words in her mouth and swallowed it again.

Red Lotus's gaze watched unscrupulously between the two, and finally stayed on Wei Zhuang's body.

"This sword of yours seems to be very special. Are you a swordsman? ”

Wei Zhuang's arrogance is destined to ignore this girl who took the initiative to talk to him for the first time in his life.

Seeing that Wei Zhuang ignored it, Honglian was angry in her heart, but she didn't have a seizure, she just turned away, and secretly glanced at Wei Zhuang again, and found that the other party really ignored herself, and she was completely angry in her heart.

"Brother, let's go!"

Han Fei complained bitterly, he drank too much, he was full of alcohol, and he was really tired at the moment.

"Wait!"

As he spoke, Han Fei took a breath, looked to the side, shook the wine jug, licked his face and smiled.

"The two brothers, both drinking friends, are empty wine jugs, can they be even?"

Seeing her brother look so shameless, Honglian was really angry. To be precise, when Wei Zhuang poured half of the wine in the jug to Han Fei, Honglian's heart exploded with anger.

Obviously a stranger, although a little familiar, but Honglian doesn't know why, she just cares about Wei Zhuang's every move.

"Thank you!"

"I'm going to play by myself!"

"Don't run too far!"

Honglian was angry, and left by herself without saying hello. Han Fei smiled, a little apologetic.

"Sister is rude, I hope you two will forgive me."

"It's okay!"

Han Fei glanced up at the sky and sighed a little.

"Such a lively street scene, even the brilliance of the starry sky is also obscured, in this chaotic world, it is really rare."

"The more chaotic the world is, the more extravagant this prince and prince becomes. The people are poor and wars are frequent, but this is a lively scene for the people, and for the princes, they don't really care. ”

Zhao Shuang's words made Han Fei look sideways, but he didn't refute it.

"Brother Taiwan's remarks are really amazing. It's just that although the brother's clothes are ordinary, it is difficult to hide the nobility, and I am afraid that the prince and the prince are first-class. ”

Although Han Fei is drunk, his eyes are extremely sharp and have the ability to perceive world affairs.

"What the Ninth Prince said is extremely true!"

Zhao Shuang carried the wine jug and toasted a glass, Han Fei was revealed by someone, so he didn't care, and returned a pot.

Everything is in silence.

Until, Wei Zhuang slowly spoke.

"She's gone!"

Who is she?

Whether it was Zhao Shuang or Han Fei, they didn't realize who she was in Wei Zhuang's mouth at first?

When he reacted, Zhao Shuang's face showed a little surprise.

Is this kid so attentive to people?