Chapter 131 There have always been many lovers since ancient times

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it's night. Brilliant starlight poured down from the sky and sprinkled on the tranquil Killing Pavilion Altar. The soft moonlight, reflected in the turquoise water, 'swinging' with the gentle 'wave' pattern, this lake is far away from the main altar of the lore pavilion, and exists in an extremely secluded place.

By the lake, a fragrant tree, which is not necessarily hugged by five people, is exuding the unique fragrance of the fragrant tree in the soft moonlight, which makes people feel peaceful.

The verdant branches and leaves, each leaf almost the size of a palm, make a "rustling" sound when the breeze blows.

Under the leaves, there was a small wooden house, not very large, and it looked like there was only one house. Around the cabin, a fence is made of wood, and the fence is covered with many small pink and white 'flowers', which looks extremely quiet and has a unique quiet charm.

In front of the wooden house, Mo Zhanpeng stood there, dressed in black, with silver edges, and his knife-like face looked extremely indifferent in the moonlight. Behind him, two black-clad shadow guards knelt on the ground, looking extremely depressed.

"Master, we ......"

Mo Zhanpeng raised his hand to stop them. Now is not the time to hold accountable. Moreover, although this Sword Monarch was a guest elder of the Killing Pavilion, he was not subject to the rules of the sect.

The Sword Monarch's personality is extremely eccentric. It's just that I don't know how my two subordinates provoked Jianjun, 'made' a disgraced return, and one of them lost a finger.

After asking about the situation, these two people didn't know why, they were originally extremely respectful, and they only entered the Sword Monarch's house after being allowed to do so. Later, as soon as they entered the house, as soon as the two of them mentioned the 'medicine', Jianjun laughed three times, and when he lifted the sword, he cut off half of their little fingers.

Later, the two men lost consciousness and woke up, lying on the edge of the lake. Because it was a special 'handover' for him, the two didn't have time to bandage their wounds, so they ran over to look for him.

This time, it was already the middle of the night, and the stars were crawling all over the sky. Originally, this kind of time was really not suitable to disturb the Sword Monarch, but tomorrow's peach 'flower' banquet, no matter how much he resisted in his heart, he had to go.

Not to mention the several patriarchs of the clan, they attach great importance to this cooperation with the Shangguan family, and they are themselves, so why not look forward to this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If the Shangguan family and the Luoyun Imperial Family cooperate completely, then the Huangpu Flying Dragon, seize the throne, and restore the former glory of their Luoyun Imperial Family, they will no longer be the sun in the sky, and they can only see but not 'touch'.

That 'medicine' must be taken. Mo Zhanpeng looked at the small wooden house in front of him lightly, and on the wooden fence, there were small pink and white 'flowers' in full bloom.

A face with watery eyes and a often playful smile flashed into his eyes. There is a slight bitterness in my heart, Xue'er, Xue'er, how I want to hold you in such a night, give you warmth, and give you a solid arm. I know that you are suffering thousands of miles away, and I know the deep wounds in your heart, but I can't be by your side.

I'm like this, let you down.

However, if I turn my back on the Luoyun clan, let the hopes of the clan for many years be disappointed, let the Huangpu traitors continue to steal the country, and 'make' the people miserable.

Cher, you're going to be more disappointed in me, aren't you?

Mo Zhanpeng sighed softly. He was born with a mission and was destined not to act recklessly. The beloved 'girl' can only be buried deep in her heart.

If it is discovered by someone with a heart, I am afraid it will be unfavorable to Xue'er, although Xue'er is now far away in Southern Liao, and she is about to reach Northern Liao, and the chance is relatively small. However, he absolutely cannot tolerate anyone being unfavorable to Cher. Not at all.

He will always secretly protect her, which is the only thing he can do for her.

The night was as cold as water, and the two men knelt there, not daring to move. In the cabin, there was no reaction, but the candle flame was always lit, reflected on the window paper, and a figure sat by the window, judging by the gestures, it should be drinking.

The Sword Monarch, who had never touched a drop of wine, actually drank wine today. He, sure enough, something. Mo Zhanpeng thought about it for a while, knowing that it might not be so easy to take the 'medicine' tonight.

Repel your men. Mo Zhanpeng untied the ruthless sword at his waist and hung it in front of the 'gate' of the garden. Calmly entering, with his usual cold and calm expression, he knocked on the somewhat dilapidated wooden 'door' in front of him.

This 'door' is very broken, no, it's too polite to say that it's broken, it's just a piece of rotten wood. In the place of the 'door', there is a bowl-sized hole, that is, the 'door' flute, which also has a huge gap. From time to time, a wind poured into it.

Before Mo Zhanpeng's hand knocked on the wooden 'door', he only heard a piercing "squeak" sound in his ears, holding a long tone, and listening to people's teeth were sour.

Retracting his hand, the 'door' in front of him slowly opened, and a yellowish candlelight came out of it. There was no human figure in the 'door', but the 'door' just opened, and there was a wind through the hall, through the broken 'hole' in the wooden 'door', making a "whine" sound, like crying and complaining, like a 'female' ghost screaming in the wind.

"Here we are." A deep voice came from inside the cabin, a little hoarse, as if it didn't speak very often, and the two words were extremely dry.

Mo Zhanpeng's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his 'legs' and walked in: "It's here." "Yes, here he is, he hasn't set foot in this cabin for three years.

Jianjun sat in front of the window as he did three years ago, his legs covered with interlining, and he couldn't see the situation below. The beautiful face, with the pale face that has not seen the sun all the year round, the eyebrows like willow leaves, condensed together, and the pale blue 'colored' eyes, with an indissolvable melancholy.

It's just that, unlike three years ago, Jian Jun was holding a wine glass in his right hand at this time, and when he saw him come in, he smiled brightly at him and leaned up. Obviously smiling, Mo Zhanpeng saw a deep, desperate sadness in his unusual eyes. In the past three years, he ignored it.

Without deliberately speaking, Mo Zhanpeng took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The wine entered the throat, spicy as fire, and the stomach seemed to be burning with a fire, but I felt a different kind of pleasure. He was about to drink when someone grabbed him by the wrist.

"No." Sword Monarch's voice was low.

Mo Zhanpeng raised his eyebrows slightly: "The Sword Monarch is okay, why should I?" ”

“……”

There was no response, grabbing his hand, but slowly letting go. The two sat indifferently like this, drinking cup after cup, from the second watch to the third watch, the sky outside became darker and darker, and the stars set off became brighter and brighter.

The windows of the wooden house opened, and the wisps of starlight fell on the wooden table, and fell into the pale blue eyes of the Sword Monarch.

She ...... Did she really 'force' you to do this? The Sword Monarch held his wine glass, and his deep voice was tinged with a hint of loss. Mo Zhanpeng's eyes moved slightly, could it be ...... Jian Jun actually had such a thought. This may also be that Shangguan Youyun is indeed an extremely beautiful 'girl', with no lack of courage and courage. does not have the delicate and willful 'sex' atmosphere of ordinary official ladies, because she has been giving advice by her father's side all the year round, and she is even going out on tasks alone.

There is a different kind of heroism on his body, and there is a bit of arrogance that people can't take lightly.

It's a pity that he only has Cher in his heart. With her, it's just a cooperation. If it was the Sword Monarch, he really had a little thought about Shangguan Youyun, and this 'medicine' should be better to get his hands on. Mo Zhanpeng poured the wine into his sleeve without a trace. Only then did he pretend to be slightly drunk and deliberately asked: "She...... Which one of her? ”

Jian Jun's whole body was completely lying on the wooden table, and Mo Zhanpeng observed, the pale blue 'colored' eyes in front of him flashed with a strange light, and his voice was hoarse: "That 'female' like a cloud, that 'female' who often appears next to you." Her eyebrows, her eyes, and her face were like a light cloud, and she could only look at it from a distance, but she didn't dare to look closely.

She is a hibiscus 'flower' out of the water.

She's the Lotus in my heart, but...... She ......"

Mo Zhanpeng sat there, looking at the Sword Monarch who was trapped by love, spread out on the table like mud. It was never possible to have compassion in the heart. Perhaps, it was because of the bitter love in his heart that he looked at Jianjun and felt something.

So, he gave Jianjun a promise for a period of three years. He will give him an intact Shangguan Youyun, including the heart that was lost in his body. Actually, he didn't think that Shangguan Youyun loved him much, after all, they didn't get along for long.

Shangguan Youyun is very smart, captivating the country and the city, and grew up in a big family, born with a golden key, it can be said that there is nothing in this world that she can't get. It was only here that she suffered setbacks and hit a hard wall. She was originally the proud 'daughter' of the sky and had a very proud heart.

I was rejected by myself several times. That's when there will be daytime, her words. She clearly knew what this cooperation meant to him, and she was sure that she would never give up, so she let out such cruel words.

This 'girl' will get what she wants, even if she does whatever it takes.

This is very different from Cher, who has an extremely kind heart and never pushes anyone. His Cher is also extremely smart, but she always 'shows' a lazy appearance as cute as a kitten. With her, there is no pressure, only relaxation and extreme pleasure.

The three-year covenant is not only for Jianjun, but also for Xue'er, I hope that at that time, she will still have a place for him in her heart.

Tightly pinching the two celadon bottles in his hand, Mo Zhanpeng glanced back at the Sword Monarch who was spread out on the wooden table. Since ancient times, it has been amorous and hurtful, and the beautiful woman is smiling and showing her face, adding a little drunk and a little annoyed.

Mo Zhanpeng looked up at the moon, his face like a knife carving, with a little tenderness, people from afar, have you ever thought of me who pushed you out of my arms.

In the Forget Worries Pavilion, the bright moon like a disc is reflected in the lake.

Suddenly, an inadvertent frog sound came from the rockery on his side. Mo Zhanpeng's eyes were slightly happy, and the information that he had been waiting for for so long had finally arrived. I just don't know if there is any information I have always wanted to get this time, who is the person who has always been the biggest secret of the Shangguan family, with magical powers, and what kind of existence is it.

Walk quickly into the rockery and make sure that there is no one around. Mo Zhanpeng put his hand on the rockery, where there was a small green pine, held the branch of the green pine, and gently boarded.

The dark 'door' opened with a "bang", and Mo Zhanpeng walked into it quickly.