Wu Song is very handsome and strong, even if he is a fake monk, he still has a compelling edge, and he speaks like a sharpened knife: "I am not the opponent of Liuyunxue, I am originally a person of Liuyunxue, I am afraid that one day after becoming an opponent, I can't help but tell some secrets I knew before." Since you know my situation, you should know that I am no longer a hero, just a monk who wants to live a better life. ”

Wu Song is a person from Liuyunxue, Mao Mochou was a little surprised, stared at Wu Song for a long time, and then asked the bartender to bring the wine jug and wine glass, poured a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it, sighed and said: "I have not seen everyone in Liuyunxue, especially over the years, for the sake of secrecy, there are fewer and fewer opportunities for brothers to meet." I know who you are, I didn't expect you to be alive, I know you look down on me because I didn't send someone to save you. ”

Wu Song smiled and said: "Actually, I met a good customer that time, and they didn't throw me aside because they were worried about their life and death, even if I had been sentenced to death row, they still acted without hesitation, because in their hearts, there is only right and wrong, not life and death." It's just that I've always been curious, what is the reason why you don't even care about the life and death of your biological father, knowing that I am the secret protector of Liuyunxie, or exposing my ......"

Mao Mochou suddenly interrupted Wu Song's words and said, "Don't you see it? I'm already the Lord of Liuyun Pavilion now." ”

Wu Song stared at Mao Mochou and asked, "Why? For that man, the lord of Liuyun Pavilion can't be a concubine, and Liuyun Pavilion can't afford to lose that person." ”

Mao Mochou laughed again, laughed very sadly, drank a glass of wine before stopping the laugh and said: "You are wrong, women are like this, once you decide, you don't want to look back." But I'm curious, how did they get you out of prison, and it wasn't one or two people who had to be bribed, and didn't Zhang Mengfang and Song Baoyi take your seven inches? Don't you care about the lives of your brother and sister-in-law?"

Wu Song smiled bitterly: "I don't know why, I just feel very tired, so tired that I want everything to end, and I don't want to think about the consequences anymore." ”

Mao Mochou also smiled bitterly and said, "I understand." The same people who have fallen to the end of the world, each has its own reasons, but the taste is the same. ”

Mao Mochou's smile was full of temptation, Wu Song was stunned and said: "Then it's decided, return the happy forest to Shi En, I will kill someone for you, how about Yang Zhi?"

Mao Mochou giggled, turning his face faster than turning a book: "Then how can it be done, Yang Zhi is just a small person, I want you to kill a big person, Cao Wanchu or Huanxi Arhat, you pick one." ”

Wu Song shook his head helplessly and said, "Cao Wanchu." ”

"Deal. Mao Mochou turned around and pointed to Jiang Menshen's concubine, and instructed the man: "Throw that woman into the wine vat." ”

The guys in the hotel are all people from Liuyun Pavilion, the lord of the pavilion ordered, no one hesitated, the two guys immediately grabbed the woman, and threw it into the muddy wine vat together, and heard a plopping sound, poor Jiang Menshen's concubine, was thrown directly in the big wine vat. When Wu Song signaled to fish it out, in addition to the smell of alcohol on her body, the young woman's entire clothes were soaked, her curves were exposed, and her good figure was fully expressed.

Wu Song stood up, arched his hand towards Mao Mochou and said, "Tomorrow, Shi En will hand over to Jiang Menshen, and I won't come, and everything will be taken care of by the Lord." ”

The old fisherman walked into the house with Dongsha's corpse, and when he saw the embarrassed appearance of Jiang Menshen's concubine, he couldn't help but shake his head, walked up to Mao Mochou and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mao Mochou pointed to Wu Song, who was sideways and gave way, and asked, "Elder Xu still knows this person?"

The old fisherman was Elder Xu, and he looked at Wu Song for a long time and said, "I didn't expect you to be alive, what is your name now?"

"Wu Song. ”

Elder Xu was stunned for a moment and said: "It turns out that the person behind Shi En is you, I already knew this, we can sit down and talk about it, that time the matter was too strange, Cai Jing's power is too huge, we found several groups of people to persuade us, but to no avail." The old pavilion owner arranged for someone to assassinate Cai Jing, the matter was revealed, and Liuyunxie was wiped out, otherwise now Cai Jing is on the side of the court, and Liuyunxie doesn't know what it has become, but the whereabouts of the old pavilion owner in prison are unknown. ”

Elder Xu was not only persuading, but also wanted to arouse a little incense from the person in front of him, but he didn't expect Wu Song to have no expression, and after reciting the Buddha's name, he took his leave. Mao Mochou sneered and asked, "Elder Xu, how did Dongsha die?"

Elder Xu replied, "I was slashed in the neck by Yang Zhi. ”

Dong Sha's martial arts were strange, and he also had soft armor to protect himself, so he was killed by Yang Zhi; Mao Mochou stood up and walked directly towards the back of the hotel, Elder Xu made a gesture for the people below to bury the body, and he was busy following behind Mao Mochou. The two of them walked along the path behind the hotel, through the garden, to a dilapidated hut, which should be the worst room in the Happy Forest, there was no one, and when Mao Mochou walked into the house, he could still see two cobwebs above the corner of the house.

A night pearl is embedded in the wall, and seven people in the room are throwing dice, and the sound of the dice is as crisp as a silver bell, but the porcelain is not very good-looking, and it is two ordinary sea bowls. A table with yellow pears is used as a gambling table, with fine sea yellow textures, clear ink lines in the shape of crab claws, although irregular, but never messy, like flowing clouds, and the wooden boils in the wood grain show the faces of foxes, old people's heads and so on.

These seven people are all friends of Mao Mochou, and Mao Mochou believes that as long as she speaks, these people will do anything for her, because they also have her needs, and she is ready to agree to all kinds of strange requests from them. In fact, there are only four gamblers, and the other three are watching, and the Taoist priest with the wine bowl is the most serious, with a pair of bright eyes, more attentive than the person who gambles money.

The other two spectators were very relaxed, one was a rich man in brocade clothes, and he didn't care about winning or losing because of the gamble, and the other was a patient who didn't know anything, he just liked to watch, and he never fell in every gamble, but never played. Stacked with chips in front of him was a thin, withered old man who smiled triumphantly at the sight of another leopard, and the other three were all richly dressed, but their faces were much more gray.

The chips in front of them were already very small, and the middle-aged man with a long beard with five willows had only three chips left after paying this time; the Taoist priest smiled and said to Mao Mochou: "Why don't you play with two hands?"

Mao Mochou replied with a smile: "I'm afraid that Elder Duan will not agree with me to bet." "Read the latest chapter of "Ironium Dragon's Claw Book House" for free for the first time.