Nangong Qingyi walked into the forest alone.

There are no traps in the forest, it is green. Nangong Qingyi's speed was fast and he came to Sanssouci Villa.

Sanssouci Villa, said to be a villa, is actually three tile houses, and the middle tile house has four big characters with iron paintings and silver hooks: Sanssouci Villa. The words are quite stylish, with an unparalleled domineering. This domineering spirit might seem out of place in other tiled houses, but it is appropriate here.

The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. The tiled house was dilapidated and mottled, but its owner was a courtier. A few years ago, Nangong Qingyi came here. He and a minister drank and talked happily, and there were clouds and clouds in the middle, but what about now?? Nangong Qingyi's heart flashed complicated, and he walked towards Sanssouci Villa.

The yard is planted with different flowers, such as peonies, rhododendrons, and moon seasons. Those flowers that could not have grown in the same season have turned into miracles under the skillful hands of the owner of the villa.

A young man in a coarse brown cloth watered the flowers with a ladle. One scoop or half a scoop ......, and the man was very particular about the amount of water. In any case, it can be seen, and the owner is very fond of flowers, and it is an almost addictive fondness.

Bang! The scoop fell again into the barrel and was not picked up again.

The young man turned around and looked at Nangong Qingyi with a smile, the man was only twenty-seven or eight, with a long nose hooked and eyes like a crescent moon, with a faint smile, and when he looked closely, the smile was hidden in the indifference, revealing the air of contempt for the world, and said, "You are finally here." The voice was calm and cold, like an ice cube hitting a stone, which made people feel chills.

Nangong Qingyi said lightly: "I'm here." ”

The man nodded, and walked towards the flowerbed, his right hand struck the ground below with a wave of lightning. With a bang, flowers waved all over the sky, a piece of land collapsed, and the man sucked in with his hand, and sucked up a ball of good wine.

He walked towards Nangong Qingyi with a smile and said, "Three years ago, you and I had a drink, and three years later, I hope to have a drink with you, after all, there are not many people who can drink with me." ”

The courtyard is not large, no more than 10 meters long and no more than 6 meters wide. The flower beds alone already occupy two-thirds of the yard. Therefore, the stone table and chair near the flower garden on the left hand are very conspicuous.

The man took out three cups from the room, carried the pot of ten-pound wine jar, and walked towards Nangong Qingyi, who was already sitting on the stone chair.

Nangong Qingyi glanced at the man and said, "Who else is coming?" ”

"Of course it's a sea of clouds." The man smiled smugly, and then said: "Although Huo Wubing and Jian Fan are first-class people in the rivers and lakes, but they are a little late when they meet you, I think you should have notified Yun Haitian without them knowing, it shouldn't be long before he arrives." ”

Nangong Qingyi was very calm. He glanced at the man, shook his head, and said, "No last resort, you are even better at controlling human nature than you were three years ago." ”

"There are some things that you can't stop if you want to, and I don't want to study human nature, but in order to live, I have to study it, and I have to study it with all my heart......"

Nangong Qingyi changed the topic and said, "Don't you want to know where Huo Wubing and Jian Fan went?" ”

The man smiled faintly, "Why should I know about them? Have you ever heard that ants can threaten elephants? I heard that there are not many masters who have died at their hands in the rivers and lakes recently? The man said and smiled, looked at the two glasses of wine in the cup, and pushed one in front of Nangong Qingyi.

Nangong Qingyi said lightly: "There are a lot, exactly ten people." ”

The man smiled, "It's good, they didn't disappoint me. ”

"I wonder why?"

The man smiled faintly: "Of course I will tell you, as I did three years ago, tell you everything in my heart, but you still have to wait for someone!" Three years ago, three people! It's the same now, whether it's one or two or three in three years' time, it's up to us to make it! ”

On the rivers and lakes, few people dare to talk to Nangong Qingyi like this, but he is one. He is one of the few friends of Nangong Qingyi who can talk about the world. He is also the top swordsman in the rivers and lakes: a minister.

Worry-free, can it really be worry-free?

The man in the blue robe stopped at Sanssouci Villa.

At this moment, it is already the middle of the night.

"I'm coming." The man walked like a swimming dragon, with an elegant temperament. He was very handsome, so handsome that he could attract all the women and all the men in the world. There have been many men who have fallen in love with a man when they see his appearance, but the man who fell in love with him had only one death, his own death. And what about the woman who fell in love with him? No one knows, anyway, those women who like him are not dead, they are still alive.

He has been wandering on the rivers and lakes for three years. After three years, he came here again, Sanssouci Villa.

The two of them were already waiting for him in the backyard of Sanssouci Villa.

Without any hesitation, the man walked towards the two men, although one of them had a terrifying golden sword in his hand.

The three of them did it quietly.

The man in brown clothes smiled and said, "Three years ago, there were three people, and now there are still three people. There's wine here, let's drink it, I'm afraid we won't have this opportunity in the future. ”

The man in white didn't move, and the man in blue took the lead in snatching the old wine on the table and drank it in a big gulp. He didn't know why there was no smell of alcohol when he drank today, but the wine today was very, very strong, as thick as a storm.

"Take it!" The man in blue didn't know how much he drank, and then threw the wine to the man in white. The man in white caught the wine very steadily, and the wine did not make any sound. Is there no more wine in there?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Wine poured wildly into the stomach of the man in white.

The man in white handed the wine to the man in brown.

The man in brown did not hesitate, and the wine was finished. (To be continued.) )