Jian'an Fortress, Gangnam Province.

In a palatial hall, three people were kneeling on one knee and holding one hand on the ground, bowing down to the man wearing a golden mask in front of them. There were three of them, two men and one woman, tall, thin, strong and weak. The temperament exuded between the eyebrows is heroic and unruly, but in the face of the masked man in front of him, he is very respectful and only dares to kneel on one knee.

"How's it going?" The masked man spoke indifferently.

"All the best!" The glamorous woman dressed in a luxurious red dress replied.

The burly man on the other side then replied: "The young master of the Qingcheng faction has now killed my disciple Wu Duanqi, and my hall is ready to attack Qingcheng Mountain at any time. ”

"There is no friction between our hall and the Qingcheng faction for the time being." The woman in red said.

"Now that the young master of Qingcheng has accepted the high-grade Qi Gathering Stone, and then led the rope, he will definitely be fooled." The beautiful scholar on the other side said.

"Not bad!" The masked man smiled slightly, and said appreciatively: "It's all done well, there are three hall masters!" ”

Hearing this, the three hall masters all prostrated on the ground in unison, kowtowed their heads heavily, and said in unison: "The subordinates don't dare!" "The voice was neat, and there was a tremor in the voice.

"Get up!" The masked man waved his hand, "The three hall masters don't have to be like this, we just make a deal, and after the matter is completed, Qingcheng will send you to divide it up by yourself, and I won't move the slightest." ”

…

At the same time, at the gate of the Li family's manor in Jingcheng.

"Brother Cheng, can you come back after leaving this time?" Li Xiaran grabbed the corner of the young man's clothes, his eyes were filled with tears.

"It's not small, crying all day long, what kind of words are you like?" Cheng Qichuan stroked her cheek with one hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers.

"I'll cry, I'll cry!" Li Xiaran cried more and more violently, "I'm afraid that you won't come back for a long time as soon as you leave." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Qichuan smiled, touched her head, and pinched her face.

"What? It hurts! Li Xiaran complained.

"It's stupid, I'm not going to die outside, I'll always come back to see you."

"Hmm!" Li Xiaran nodded and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, Cheng Qichuan turned his head to look at Li Jinzhi on the side, and arched his hand: "Uncle Li, thank you for your hospitality these days!" ”

"Take care all the way!" Li Jinzhi shook his head and sighed: "My brother is carefree by nature, and he hasn't been back to the old house for a long time. If there is news of my brother in the future, I hope to inform you one or two! ”

"Needless to say!" Cheng Qichuan shook his head, "Uncle Qing is also an uncle, this is all within his bounds!" ”

Then Cheng Qichuan straightened the turquoise robe on his body, took out a pack of sachets from his sleeves, handed it to Li Xiaran's hand, and said to her with a chuckle: "This is a green bamboo sachet, which is unique to me in Qingcheng Mountain, so I'll give it to you!" ”

Li Xiaran took the cuizhu fragrance sachet and looked at the handsome young man in front of him: "Is this a regular token?" ”

"Ed..."Cheng Qichuan scratched his head helplessly, "If you think it is, then it is!" ”

"Then, Brother Cheng has a safe journey!" Li Xiaran smiled.

"Let's go!" Cheng Qichuan adjusted the green robe on his body again, and then jumped and rode on the back of the white horse. With a flick of the whip, the white horse galloped.

"Brother Cheng, will you marry me?" Li Xiaran shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Cheng Qichuan smiled, and said like a child: "Wait for you to be sixteen, if you don't have a sweetheart, I will take you!" ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

Cheng Qichuan didn't answer, but just raised his hand and bowed goodbye.

In the vast field, the white horse galloped quickly, and the young man grabbed the wine gourd, raised his head and took a big sip, this is his favorite yellow orange!

Tsing Yi white horse boy, a pot of wine in the world!