This long howl Huang Zhen is very familiar, it can be said that it is haunting and can never be forgotten. With the long roar, a small boat flew in the wind in Taihu Lake, and before the boat docked, a man and two women jumped out of it and floated down on the shore. The man was dressed in green clothes, it was Wei Qimu, and those two women were naturally Luo Xia and Zhang Ying.

It turned out that Wei Qimu had made up his mind to leave Taihu Lake today, so he said goodbye to Shui Mo, Qinglong, Wen Junping and others, Shui Mo and others couldn't stay, so they had to give up. Lin Shumeng and Lin Shuran found their eldest brother at this moment, so they stayed in Dongting Mountain. Wei Qimu, Luo Xia, and Zhang Ying came here by boat, wanting to go out of this valley, and happened to see Tang Jianwei's big boat, so they howled.

Tang saw a slight joy and said: "Brother Qimu came just in time, you and I want to have a drink today!"

When Wei Qimu saw Tang Jianwei and others, he was also in a happy mood and agreed. Since Wei Qimu appeared, Huang Zhen on the side was already trembling, clear and quiet, and her bright eyes like autumn water had been looking at Wei Qimu, and she wanted to condense. She caught a glimpse of the two beautiful women beside Wei Qimu again, and her heart was even more unpleasant.

Wei Qimu turned his head and looked at Huang Zhen's ghostly eyes, the pair of distant mountain eyebrows, the tear mole, even if they turned into ashes and crushed into dust, he could recognize it. At this moment, the four eyes are facing each other, and the past is like yesterday, and they jump into their hearts one by one.

"Brother Qimu, this is Miss Huang. Tang Jianwei saw this scene, thinking that Wei Qimu was also surprised by Miss Huang's immortal style, so he smiled and introduced the two of them, and said to Huang Zhenyan, "Miss Huang, this is my good brother Wei Qimu!"

The two heard Tang Jianwei's call, and then they turned around, and Huang Zhen said, "Tang Gongzi, don't you want to invite me on the boat?"

Tang Jianwei was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly invited him in, and the four maids of Tianshang, Jiangtou, Biji, and Baihe were already waiting for him. Although Luo Xia is cold-hearted, she is very delicate, she saw the clue, but she didn't want to say more, sighed in her heart, and pulled Zhang Ying on the boat.

Chen Qiluan and Wei Qimu fell behind, and Chen Qiluan smiled interestingly: "It turns out that Wei Shaoxia is not exempt from vulgarity, and he will also see beauty and be stupid." ”

Wei Qimu felt that he had just lost his temper, and at this moment he was broken by Chen Qiluan's words, and he didn't feel ashamed on his face, so he simply didn't answer it. Tang Jianwei's ship is still magnificent, not inferior to the palace. Where had Luo Shen seen such luxury, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "There is such a good ship in the world!"

When Wei Qimu heard this, he saw Luo Shen, frowned and asked, "Luo Shen, why are you here?"

Luo sneered: "Wei Daxia, I ......"

Before Luo Sheng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Huang Zhen: "Where is he, what does it have to do with you?"

When Luo Shu saw Huang Zhen speak, he didn't dare to say anything more. Wei Qimu was slightly annoyed, and asked rhetorically: "I ask him, what does it have to do with you?"

Huang Zhen snorted coldly: "He is my younger brother, you ask him is naturally related to me—is it, brother?" Huang Zhen's last sentence was naturally said to Luo Shu.

Luo injured no one dared to offend, with an embarrassed face, and finally nodded slightly. Wei Qimu looked at it in his eyes, full of displeasure, and said secretly, "Brother bullshit, where did you come from, brother, you are obviously deliberately angry with me!"

Not long after, the wine and vegetables on the table are all together, this wine is a classic wine, and the dishes are newly made delicacies, compared to the last time Wei Qimu came, it is more than that.

Wei Qimu saw that Tang Jianwei was still so luxurious, thinking that he couldn't help what he said last time, and he didn't feel that his brows were slightly wrinkled. Tang saw Wei Qimu's appearance slightly, his heart was relieved, and he hurriedly smiled: "Brother Qimu, don't get me wrong, I have kept in mind the meaning of 'thrift' you said before, these days, I have never enjoyed it extravagantly, this time it is only because Miss Huang is here, this is why people can prepare this 'banquet'!"

The earth demon hand Wanqing shouted: "Yes, the birds have faded out of their mouths these days, and today it is thanks to the grace of Miss Huang that we can have such a good mouth!"

Huang Zhen first glanced at Tang Jianwei, then stared at Wei Qimu, and said, "What, is there anyone who disciplines Tang Gongzi to eat and drink? I really think he is the emperor!"

Zhang Ying didn't understand, so she just buried her head in eating and drinking, but Wei Qimu secretly said in her heart, "How did I not know that she was so sharp and sharp-tongued before......"

Tang Jianwei saw that Huang Zhen had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "The righteousness of 'thrift' that Brother Qimu said is the words of a saint, and it is very useful below. ”

Chen Qiluan is also extremely intelligent, so he can naturally hear Huang Zhen's voice, and his heart is lonely, and he said with a smile: "Miss Huang and Wei Shaoxia are old acquaintances?"

Huang Zhen hurriedly said: "Who knows him!"

As soon as these words came out, Luo was still puzzled, Chen Qiluan, Tang Jianwei, and Luo Xia were already aware of it.

Huang Zhen took a closer look at Luo Xia and Zhang Ying, both of whom are rare beauties, one is like a cold and proud plum, and the other is like a natural jade, they really have their own skills. She inevitably felt self-pity and self-harm, anger and hatred, and said at the moment: "Some people are full of the words of saints and persuade others to do 'thrifty' things, but they don't know that they themselves enjoy the blessings of 'all people', but have you ever thought that there are still many people in this world who can't please women?"

When Luo Xia heard this, she knew that Huang Zhen's "blessing of Qi people" in Wei Qimu's mouth meant her and Zhang Ying, and she laughed in her heart for this "misunderstanding", neither opening her mouth to distinguish nor being annoyed, just watching how Wei Qimu acted.

Wei Qimu was already unhappy, and seeing that Huang Zhen was embarrassed with him everywhere, he couldn't hold back any longer, and finally got up with the case, and said angrily: "Yan Rushi, you deceive people too much!"

Tang Jianwei and the others couldn't understand, why did Wei Qimu call this yellow girl "Yan Rushi", could it be that he recognized the wrong person?

Zhang Ying felt a chill in her heart when she heard this, "Is she the Yan Rushi that Qimu thinks about in the evening, she is really like a fairy and a painting, and she can't be compared, where can I compare?"

Huang Zhen also stood up and said angrily: "I deceive people too much, that can't compare to some people who see different ideas, like the new and hate the old!"

Wei Qimu said: "I see different thoughts, like the new and hate the old? That is not as good as some people who hate the poor and love the rich, and humiliate others!"

Huang Zhen saw that Wei Qimu had no pity for herself, she was extremely aggrieved, and there were tears in her eyes. Wei Qimu was also full of resentment, and everyone broke up unhappily at the moment.

At night, suddenly a flying pigeon released by Tang arrived on the ship, which made Tang see a slight return. Tang Jianwei had no choice but to lead everyone back.

Wei Qimu refused Tang Jianwei's invitation and arranged Luo Xia and Zhang Ying to sleep in the valley. When he saw Huang Zhen today, he naturally couldn't sleep, so he took advantage of the moonlight to sit alone in front of the tombstone of Xiahou Ang on the edge of the valley. Revisiting the old place, things are not people, thinking of the life-saving grace of Xiahou Ang's predecessors, and then thinking of the things of the day, and the autumn wind, I feel extremely desolate. Wei Qimu saw the three words "painting the wounded valley" on the edge of the valley, and he couldn't help but feel related in his heart, and secretly said, "Painting wounds, painting wounds, can the wounds of love be painted? You named this valley 'painting wounds', why don't you take a pen to trace my injuries? I'm afraid that it will be difficult to finish drawing even if the paper runs out!"

When Wei Qimu was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard the wind behind him, and knew that someone was coming, so he hurriedly turned sideways to dodge. Wei Qimu dodged a blow, and looked through the moonlight, the person who came was dressed in black and masked, with bent eyebrows and bright eyes, who was it if it wasn't Huang Zhen?

Wei Qimu was surprised: "You want to kill me?" Although he parted ways with Huang Zhen and had a verbal dispute today, he never expected that Huang Zhen would come to kill him.

This Huang Zhen returned to the stone house, the more she thought about it, the more painful she became, she refused to let go, and she wanted to find Wei Qimu to vent her anger, she found that Wei Qimu was alone, so she slapped her from behind. Huang Zhen saw Wei Qimu asking, and said hatefully: "I want to kill you, a negative man!"

After that, he slapped two palms in a row, but Huang Zhen's saber was not on his body, and he only slapped indiscriminately with a pair of soft wattles, where was Wei Qimu's opponent? Wei Qimu made more than a dozen moves, and seeing that Huang Zhen still refused to retreat, he had to clamp her pair of soft wings with a pair of big hands, making her unable to move. Huang Zhen's hands were grabbed by Wei Qimu, and she subconsciously raised her foot and covered Wei Qimu's front door. Wei Qimu didn't dare to let go of his hands, so he had to put his head to the side, put his shoulders short, and carry Huang Zhen's left foot with his shoulder.

In this way, the two of them are difficult to understand, at this moment the two of them are only a few points apart, and they are skin to skin, Huang Zhen is ashamed and angry, and scolded: "Wei Qimu, you bastard!"

Wei Qimu's face did not fluctuate, and he said indifferently: "You want to kill me again, and you want to scold me again, where is Wei not able to stand with you?"

Huang Zhen saw that Wei Qimu's words were so cold, and she didn't want to confide her thoughts, so she had to lie: "What are you doing here, don't you want to dig graves and get money!"

Wei Qimu said: "I dug this tomb, I erected this monument, what are you talking about digging graves to get money?"

Huang Zhen saw that what Wei Qimu said did not seem to be false, and said angrily: "I knew that you had been here in this broken valley, and I would not live or die here!"

When the two were arguing, someone suddenly shouted, "Senior Xiahou is here?" This voice came from dozens of feet away, tepid, not big or small, but it was full of neutrality and domineering.

Wei Qimu and Huang Zhen saw that an outsider was coming, so they immediately stopped talking, Wei Qimu let go of his hand, and Huang Zhen stopped making trouble, just standing beside Wei Qimu like that. Wei Qimu shouted softly out of thin air: "What person?"

The man was a man in brocade, but twenty-six or seventeen years old, born with a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, ape arms and a belly, a long and strong figure, and a handsome and fierce face. He carried a black iron spear in his hand, and a large black knife strapped to his back. The iron spear was more than seven feet long, and the barrel and head of the spear were all cast of fine iron, mixed like one. The head of the spear is twice as large as the ordinary spear head, and it is inlaid with a protruding dragon-shaped pattern, like a dragon coil on it, and the tail of the spear is also carved with a dragon tail, and the barrel of the gun is carved with pieces of dragon scales, and the whole is a dragon spear!

The brocade-clothed man's eyes were like torches, and he saw the tombstone standing at a glance, and said in surprise: "Xiahou's predecessor is dead?"

Wei Qimu responded: "Not bad." ”

The brocade-clothed man had a slightly sad look on his face, but his momentum did not diminish at all, and he asked, "How did he die?"

Wei Qimu was silent, and suddenly a cold voice came: "Senior Xiahou died to save me." There was a hint of sadness in the cold voice, it was Luo Xia who came.

The brocade-clothed man was imposing, and said in a cold voice: "Since he died to save you, you owe me a life—either die or be a slave to me, you can choose one." ”

Where could Luo Xia be frightened by his big words, and immediately sneered at each other: "Letting you be a slave will only stain my reputation, so let you die." ”

The brocade-clothed man laughed, like the thunder of the nine heavens, and then the iron spear in his hand was a little bit of a little cold, like the night sky collapsed, and the stars fell to the mortal world one after another, covering Luo Xia together.

Luo Xia was not willing to show weakness, and shook the "colorful phoenix double flying wings" in his hand, only to hear the phoenix singing in the sky, the two phoenixes dancing together, and catching all the cold light. At one time, the three shots intersected, and they clanged. The brocade-clothed man made all his moves, and the dragon spear was collected, if he didn't move, Luo Xia was numb, and he took a few steps back.

The brocade-clothed man suddenly laughed wildly and said, "I see that you also have a bit of a good posture, and your martial arts are also very good, but you are qualified to be my concubine, what do you think?"