In the middle of the night in spring, still with a little coolness, Wang Quanquan went out of the gate of Fengyue Tower, and subconsciously tightened the cotton clothes on his body first, knowing that it was so cold tonight, and he should be wearing a fox fur before going out.

Wang Quanquan walked forward more than ten steps, looked back at the window spirit on the third floor of Fengyue Building behind him, the candlelight was reflected on the window paper, Wang Quanquan couldn't help sighing, and said with a wry smile:

"Judging from the window, I must have looked like a dog."

After that, he took out a wine jug out of nowhere, drank it alone on the street as he walked, and waited until he drank all the wine at the bottom of the pot in one go, then wiped his mouth, shook his head and muttered:

"Others are candles and windows and shadows for three months, but I invite the moon to shadow three people, which is really sad and lamentable."

At this time, it was curfew, and only a lonely back was left on the street.

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On the third floor of Fengyue Building, Huo Xin at the south gate gently closed the window with a slight gap, with a hesitant look on his face, and the woman who had been watching calmly from beginning to end saw his doubts, and said lightly:

"The prince of Nanmen doesn't need to worry too much, the prince has also said that he is willing to lose the bet, and this matter will never affect the relationship between the two of you in the future."

Nanmen Huo Xin rubbed his hands and came to the table and sat down, the hesitation on his face was greatly reduced by the woman's words, but he still frowned slightly and said:

"I'm not afraid of girls' jokes, I haven't had any big ambitions since I was a child, and my studies are so-so, and I won't even take the proportions that the children of the big clan should have, and I finally got to talk to the prince before, if I offend him for tonight's incident, it's really ......"

When Nanmen Huo Xin said this, he suddenly stopped talking, the woman opposite was already at the top but still smart, and naturally knew that the second half of the other party's abrupt stop was the four words "the gain outweighed the loss", and he was the so-called "gain".

The woman did not say anything or feel displeased, but smiled lightly:

"If Childe chases him out at this time, it's still too late."

When Nanmen Huo Xin heard this, his originally relaxed expression became entangled again.

This kind of way of doing things that can't be decided on the spot, even the South Gate Dashao himself can't get used to it, his father is right, he is indecisive by nature, and he can't be the head of the family.

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When the woman on the other side saw him like this, she suddenly burst out laughing, and when she saw that the face of the son from the south gate was even more embarrassed, she stopped smiling and said:

"Don't blame Childe, the slave family just thinks it's very interesting, obviously downstairs just now, Childe can be fearless in the face of several generals, but at this moment, because of an uncertain result, he is timid.

Although the slave family is a little woman with shallow eyes, she can also see that the prince is not a person who will repay him, and his status is noble, and he will definitely not anger the Nanmen family for a woman like me. ”

After the woman finished speaking, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, no matter how much she accepted her fate, she still couldn't fully convince herself after all.

Nanmen Huo Xin didn't seem to notice the change in the woman's expression, and thought for a moment when he heard the words, and then laughed at himself:

"Let Gu Huakui laugh, this matter is indeed narrow-minded, since the prince has such good intentions, there is naturally no reason to refuse."

After Nanmen Huo Xin finished speaking, he looked straight at the woman opposite, until he was about to stare at this Oiran who was used to seeing all kinds of men a little embarrassed, and then he said:

"Let me be fair, the girl was too modest just now, outsiders may only pay attention to Gu Sanniang's appearance, but today's good words make the south gate like an empowerment, the girl shows her wisdom and vision, and her vision is not inferior to that of a woman from a big family."

Nanmen Huo Xin's sincere words were obviously more effective than the praise of the king's power, only to see Gu Chunniang's cheeks slightly red, and she pretended to drink the tea that was getting cold on the table.

This night moon and stars are scarce, and it is a rare beautiful scenery.

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Ye Jian's grandfather and grandson have been living in the Tang Gate for a while, and since the last robbery of the Dharma Field, the two of them have naturally become guests of the Tang Gate.

The future head of the Tang Sect, who had proudly said that he had no right to interfere with the decisions he made, was directly grounded by his father as the sect master after he came back, and he didn't think about it anymore.

The woman rescued by Hong Mao was also placed in Tangmen, the young man was not a person who took advantage of people's danger, and he didn't really want to do anything to a woman who only had one side, and the reason why he saved the other party that day was only because she was still young.

A gentleman does something and does nothing, although Hong Mao is not a gentleman who has read the books of sages, but this truth is still clear.

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Compared with this kind of happy thing of "drawing a knife to help each other when the road is uneven", the young man is more interested in his cheap grandfather, although the other party has not been less ink along the way The little things when he was young, but he never paid attention to it.

God knows if this old guy will say that the wild cat on the side of the road is a Menghu, and the butcher who kills the pig is a demon who slaughters nature, although the old man Ye has made a few swords in the middle, but in the young man's heart, the master in the capital is the most powerful swordsman in the world.

In the past few days, the old man Ye has always gone to find the sect master of the Tang Sect who can't go out of retreat, Hong Mao is too lazy to care about the bad things of the two old men, so he ran to the martial arts platform alone to watch the excitement, the Tang Gate is worthy of being the first major faction in the entire Bashu, not only the mountain gate is magnificent, but even the martial arts arena in it is too big to say, and the big competition of the sect will be carried out there on weekdays.

He came at the right time, just in time for two disciples in the sect to be fighting privately, and it seemed to be for a female disciple when he heard someone next to him.

There are 3,000 disciples of the Tang Sect, except for those who perform tasks outside all the year round, there are more than 2,000 people who stay in the sect every day, and so many people get together, naturally there is no shortage of friction and contradictions.

The Tang Sect does not prohibit disciples from fighting privately, but it is stipulated that it must be carried out on the martial arts stage, and no one can be killed, as for the injury or disability, then it is the destiny of each other, if the skills are not as good as others, it is easy not to dare to fight, many Tang Sect masters are precisely because of their outstanding performance here, they are favored by the elders of the sect, and then they are admitted to the door to make a splash.

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Hong Mao looked at the audience for a while and felt bored, both of them had something on the stage, but there were really not many, they looked better than the scoundrels in the market, but most of them were showy.

When he first robbed the Dharma Field, Hong Mao specially paid attention to the servant who was responsible for guarding the young sect master of the Tang Sect, and the other party started neatly, not like the two in front of him like muddy and watery.

The boy was really tired of it, so he took out a bag of beef jerky from his bosom, and munched it to himself:

"This is not good, is this the level of the Tang Sect disciple?"

Hong Mao has always had a hand in pulling hatred, and he didn't deliberately restrain his voice, so as soon as the words fell, he immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Tang Sect disciples.

The people around saw that the other party was a young man wearing coarse linen clothes with a wooden sword on his waist, and they couldn't understand his origin at once.

On the rivers and lakes, there are not a few old hunters who are pecked blind by the eagles, and those so-called masters who are not high or low have never been afraid of the old-timers who have been famous for a long time, but are more careful of those juniors who have just come out of the rivers and lakes.

God knows if these kids, in their early twenties, will worship a certain reclusive master as a teacher, learn art for more than ten years, and just come out of the mountain and be bumped into by themselves.

People in the literary world cherish their lives, and people in the martial arts cherish their names, if they are beaten by the fledgling nobodies, they will become the stepping stones of the other party, not to mention, and they will become the laughing stock of the people in the rivers and lakes.

Just when everyone was hesitating, a cold voice sounded:

"Who did Your Excellency study with, and why did you speak wildly at the Tang Gate?"

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