In the late autumn night, it was particularly bleak, and the streets were lit with lights.

Walking down the street, the wind blew Chu Mo's sideburns, and sometimes he could hear the snoring of the sleeping people in the house.

Chu Mo stopped and looked at a brightly lit pavilion a few hundred meters away, there seemed to be a lot of people inside, and from such a distance, he could hear the voices of the people inside, Chu Mo couldn't help frowning.

At this moment, a young man with rags and messy hair walked over from not far away.

The man's boots were made of tan, and his toes were sticking out from underneath.

On top of that, this guy has a foul smell all over his body, as if he hasn't taken a shower in months.

Suddenly, this guy stopped, chuckled, and looked at Chu Mo: "The autumn wind is bleak, and the night is dark and cold, why don't you find an inn to sleep beautifully?" ”

"Get some sleep? It's a good idea, but before going to bed, you have to have a full meal..."

Chu Mo turned his head to meet the young man's clear gaze, chuckled, and then walked towards the brightly lit building in front of him.

"You have to eat a full meal before you go to bed..."

After the beggar man finished speaking, the smile in his eyes was even worse, he chuckled, and walked side by side with Chu Mo towards the brightly lit small building.

Pushing open the door, there were a lot of people in the building, all kinds of people.

In an instant, everyone turned their heads to look at Chu Mo and the others, swept their eyes twice, and then turned around again, those who should eat wine eat wine, and those who should play women play women.

There were only two people in the room who never looked up, one of them sitting at the top of the staircase, his head bowed, as if asleep, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes and neatly groomed.

The other person was a young man sitting at the table directly opposite Chu Mo, and this person looked very special.

Just because this man was eating, he was holding a pitch-black knife in his hand.

As if ready to kill at any moment!

It seems that the black knife is a rare treasure, and once it is put down, someone will snatch it.

It was a knife of a very peculiar shape, with a black scabbard and a black hilt.

The pale hand held the pitch-black knife.

Pale face, dark and deep eyes.

The beggar man had already walked over and sat down across from him.

Looking at the man, he suddenly smiled and said, "You never drink?" ”

The man did not reply, but still bowed his head to eat, as if the bowl was full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and he had no time to answer.

Chu Mo also sat next to him, put the Heilin Sword in his hand on the table, and looked at the man who was picking up rice.

Now, he knew who these two men were.

The beggar man is Ye Kai, and the man who eats is Fu Hongxue.

Fu Hongxue slowly finished the last bit of food, then raised her head, there was no smile on her pale face, she looked at Ye Kai opposite, and said seriously.

"I don't drink!"

"You don't drink, so how about inviting me to drink two? By the way, there is also this brother. ”

Ye Kai listened, and the smile on his face was even worse.

"Two drinks, please? Why? ”

Fu Hongxue looked at Ye Kai, and then opened Chu Mo on the side, and said very seriously, but her tone was very slow.

"Why? Because I think you're pleasing to the eye! Ye Kai said with a smile, looked up at the people around him after speaking, and added.

"Except for you and this brother in this place, I don't even have a pleasing person!"

"Then why didn't you let him invite you to drink?"

Fu Hongxue lowered her head, looked at her pale hand, raised her head and said.

"What you say makes sense, this brother, why don't you invite us to have two drinks?"

Ye Kai smiled when he heard Fu Hongxue's words, and even his eyes smiled, looking at Chu Mo.

"Oh, if you beg me to invite you to drink, I won't!"

Chu Mo's eyes closed slightly, and he looked at Fu Hongxue.

"Oh, you won't?"

Fu Hongxue glanced at Ye Kai and did not speak.

"This is your last chance, wouldn't it be a pity if you missed it?"

Ye Kai saw that Chu Mo seemed indifferent, and said with a smile.

"Except for the two of you, even if anyone kneels down and begs me to drink, I won't drink a drop of his wine."

"Oh, my wine is not for anyone to drink, and if I don't want to, even if someone kneels down and begs me, I won't give him a drop!"

Chu Mo took out a bottle of "Drunken Red Dust" from his backpack, which was Chu Mo's self-brewed brew in the Daimyo's world and placed in the Reincarnation Tower.

Ye Kai was even more interested when he heard this, looked at the wine Chu Mo took out, and said with a smile: "Oh, then I will drink your wine even more." ”

Chu Mo's voice changed, he looked at Fu Hongxue, and at the same time unveiled the seal of Drunken Hongchen.

For a while, a strong smell of wine emanated, permeating the entire restaurant, the aroma of wine was lingering, and everyone's necks turned around, looking at the drunken red dust on Chu Mo's table.

"It smells like a good wine..."

Ye Kai inhaled greedily, his face was ruddy, as if he had inhaled K powder, as if he wanted to inhale all the fragrance in the air into his nose.

"Gollum..."

The eyes of the people around him could no longer be opened, and their eyes were blood-red, as if they had seen a peerless treasure, and they swallowed their saliva wildly.

Even the middle-aged man who bowed his head at the top of the stairs raised his head, his face was different, and he looked at the "drunk red dust" on the table.

"Brother, this wine must be drunk no matter what, if you don't drink it, I will have to die tonight!"

Ye Kai seemed to be a gambler who lost a red eye, and mortgaged his hand.

"Oh, it's not impossible for you to drink it, as long as this brother speaks, then I can invite you to drink this altar of 'drunk red dust'!"

Chu Mo said and looked at Fu Hongxue next to him.

Fu Hongxue took a few puffs of 'drunk red dust', a trace of blush appeared on her pale face, and her face showed a hint of drunkenness.

"Such a fine wine, it is simply a rare treasure, it is the imperial wine in the palace, it is less than one ten-thousandth, brother, you don't drink, but this kind of rare wine in a hundred years cannot be missed, otherwise God will send a thunder and chop you to death."

Several people in the room had already stood up and walked over, led by a young man in a purple shirt and a sword.

"This brother, I wonder if I have the pleasure of tasting your drunken red dust?"

The purple-shirted young man had a kind smile on his face, sat down as he spoke, and reached out to get the "Drunk Red Dust".

"Put it down, you're not worthy!"

At some point, the purple-shirted young man's hand was pressed against the table by a black sword.

"Do you know who I am?"

The purple-shirted young man tried his best, but he couldn't shake a single bit, but instead blushed and yelled angrily.

"No matter who you are, I won't let you drink my wine, even if you kneel down, you can't!"

Saying that, Chu Mo withdrew his strength and looked at Fu Hongxue.

For Fu Hongxue, Chu Mo appreciated it except for pity.

This person seems to be strong, but his heart is extremely fragile and pitiful, a person who lives only for revenge, and a person who lives for others.

A man who has never enjoyed his childhood, a lonely soul who hides in a dark corner.

Throughout all Gu Long's novels, if you talk about the worst protagonist, no one can compare to Fu Hongxue.

But this person is at the end of the world, and his heart is as vast as the end of the world, as noble as the bright moon, and as lonely as a cold knife.

He entered the WTO with a deep hatred of blood and was born in extreme pain.

But at the end of the world, after going through hardships, the fragile heart will become as strong as a rock, redeem itself, and become the sword saint Fu Hongxue in the rivers and lakes.

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