Thank you is a word of thanks. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Lin Fan can afford this kind of gratitude, but after all, he has a different purpose, after all, he is just an ordinary teenager, and he can't do life like a play.

So after Xu Peng's honest thanks, Lin Fan was a little awkward.

Of course, this kind of awkwardness is a kind of overlook of a big man in Xu Peng's view, and the big man doesn't need to answer, and he doesn't need to look at himself again.

But in his eyes, Lin Fan is not a big man after all, for the next thing, Lin Fan is a little blunt, and a little cute asked: "How to thank you?"

Then, the atmosphere condenses.

For Xu Peng, how could a character like Lin Fan ask how to thank him.

So he was embarrassed for a while, and he really didn't know how to thank him.

Lin Fan didn't expect this question to make Xu Peng so embarrassed, so he could only smile, understanding that he couldn't be too anxious, so he walked into the distance.

Xu Peng watched Lin Fan drift away, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "I'll invite you to dinner?"

Lin Fan turned his head and nodded, touched his stomach, and said softly, "I'm really a little hungry." ”

Xu Peng's face showed an honest smile, and he decided to let go of the blood and said, "Then go to the Drunken Immortal Tower." ”

............

Drinking with Xu Peng was something that Lin Fan had never thought of after discovering that he was one of the powerhouses who killed Situ in the broken temple.

And what I never thought was that Xu Peng was really just a middle-aged uncle who was honest, honest, and even a little dull at times.

Lin Fan didn't believe that Xu Peng was pretending, because no one could disguise it so naturally.

And after Lin Fan discovered him, Wu Dazhui also investigated Xu Peng, and he had indeed been in this dock for more than ten years.

So Lin Fan believes that Xu Peng is such a person.

But why did such a person become a cultivator, why did he appear in a ruined temple, and countless mysteries became stronger and stronger after the wine entered his throat and burned a line of fire.

Lin Fan now has countless opportunities to directly see Xu Peng's entire past.

But many years ago, after seeing Ye Ningshuang's past, Lin Fan decided not to do it again.

So. His ultimate goal was the night clothes that Xu Peng wore when he appeared in the broken temple that day.

Of course, before this, he needs to be more familiar with Xu Peng.

And Xu Peng didn't give Lin Fan any difficulty, after waiting for the wine on a jar, there was no more alienation and estrangement between the two. Xu Peng began to talk eloquently, but there was inevitably sadness in his words.

"I came to the Imperial Capital twelve years ago, and like many people, I believed that I could become a human being here, but twelve years later. I'm still a coolie. ”

Lin Fan listened and did not bother.

Xu Peng pointed to the Imperial Enemy River outside the Drunken Immortal Tower: "When I was a child, I dreamed of becoming a cultivator who flew to the heavens and retreated, fought against the demon clan on the Imperial Enemy River, and then became famous in Zhou Tian. ”

"After coming to the imperial capital, I worked hard like never before, but in the end I found that I had no spiritual roots. ”

Lin Fan raised his wine glass, touched Xu Peng, and then drank it all.

Lin Fan knew that the middle-aged man in front of him with a flushed face had a lot of sourness, and he also glanced outside the Drunken Immortal Tower. Thinking about it, there are many, many people like Xu Peng in this city.

I can't help but think of myself.

But he quickly laughed, because he had only come to the Emperor because he needed to be healed by the collapse of the Qi Sea, and he had never thought that he would make a name for himself in Shengjing or become a hero of the human race.

He also wanted to go back to the Snow Gate, uh, to be precise, back to Ye Ningshuang's side.

It's just that his smile will naturally make Xu Peng, who has some inferiority complex in his heart, think more, Xu Peng said: "See it." ”

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "It's because I thought of some fun things, and I respect dreams very much." ”

"And what are your dreams?"

Lin Fan didn't have a haze, and replied generously: "Wait by her side." ”

"She?" Xu Peng naturally thought of Qingqi on the flower boat. Or the young lady of the dignitary's family, she couldn't help but have a smile on her face.

Lin Fan knew what this smile meant, but instead of explaining, he raised his glass. Collide with Xu Peng again.

............

After three rounds of wine, it was dusk.

Xu Peng, who had said a lot and drank a lot, finally lost his strength to drink, and his mind began to be a little blurry.

Lin Fan knew that with his cultivation, wanting to sober up was just a simple matter like a snap of his fingers, but Xu Peng wanted to be more drunk and drunk.

Because he's really aggrieved.

As a powerful cultivator, he was beaten and scolded by an ordinary person and couldn't fight back.

Xu Peng was even thinking. What is the use of this body cultivation that he exchanged for his life, and whether he is still a person now.

Of course, no matter how much he drank, Xu Peng would not confide in Lin Fan about these things.

But after drinking too much, I naturally wanted to go home.

In the imperial capital, Xu Peng's home has always been a wharf, but in fact, the wharf does not give him a sense of security, he is going to an old kiln.

The old kiln is not a workshop, just a brothel with a low price.

Xu Peng has a good relationship in the old kiln, and the two have supported each other for many years.

made the choice to become a cultivator a year ago, in addition to wanting to get ahead, she is very important in the old kiln.

It's been two months since the last time I was here.

Over the wall, into the boudoir, Xu Peng's series of actions were all done very neatly, but he heard some indecent voices in the courtyard.

He could clearly distinguish that the voice was his woman, and his feet suddenly took root.

This is not the first time Xu Peng has heard the voices of his own women and other men.

He had thought he was used to it, but today he wanted to rush in and kill the man who was squirming on top of his woman.

This impulse was extinguished again in the moment it erupted.

Xu Peng squatted down and began to breathe heavily.

He knew that the destruction of the temple had alerted Zhou Tianguan, and he couldn't do anything rash, otherwise he would never be able to take her away and fly away, and he would never be able to leave the imperial capital that he was tired of for a long time.

However, the sound of the wave after wave kept coming, and he was tormented.

No one can understand the sadness in Xu Peng's heart at this moment.

Even Lin Fan, who followed him all the way to the outside of the old kiln, didn't understand why Xu Peng stopped himself in this low-cost brothel.

What he didn't understand was why Xu Peng squatted down and why he cried.

In the still bright moonlight, the tears of a man in his mid-middle years seemed to be particularly heavy, dripping into the soil without a ripple, but penetrating them.

Lin Fan looked at the scene in front of him with some inexplicable sadness in his heart, he pursed his lips, and felt that Xu Peng was so pitiful in his life, but he still had to do what he needed to do.

He felt that what he was looking for must be here, in this cheap brothel! )xh118