The sky was dark, and a bright moonlight rippled on the lake beside the mountain road, and the moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the lake, illuminating the old birds in the woods who were trying to rest earlier.

The restaurant on the mountain road sent off the last wave of customers, and there were no guests staying at the hotel today. The beautiful proprietress brought out the remaining side dishes, and the middle-aged man dragged the sword and carried two jars of good wine. They really didn't sit out so leisurely, drinking and eating, chatting about the future, and talking about the past.

The night sky is dotted with a few stars, and the boss's face is also rosy after three rounds of drinking. There was a silver glow on her fair skin, and her eyes seemed to be back in time. She drank another small glass of wine. This half-drunk, the peerless singer who once shocked the capital pointed to her husband and joked: "The surname is divorced, you owe me enough in this life." ”

The middle-aged man who dragged the sword drank really well, he drank more than the proprietress and his face was only a little red. He is also in a good mood today, this sloppy face that has been sloppy for almost ten years is finally slowing down today. Glancing at the long sword tied to his arm, he asked with a smile: "Then tell me, how do you want me to return it." ”

"Hmm...... Hmmm......" The proprietress didn't expect him to answer like this, she blushed and pouted, mature and cute, like a fairy who is not stained with red dust in the moonlight, and like a regular customer on the red dust.

This makes the middle-aged man, who has always been only obsessed with swords, a little obsessed. Seeing that this was the same as the first time, the proprietress also smiled proudly and leaned on her shoulder. Listening to the middle-aged man's heartbeat, thinking that the charm of the old lady had not diminished, the proprietress closed her eyes with satisfaction and hummed casually.

Her singing voice is so good, the middle-aged man who dragged the sword felt that he couldn't hear enough in his life. He stroked her long hair, and when the fish flew over the moonlight in the lake at night, he said guiltily from the bottom of his heart: "Suyang, I have wronged you all these years. ”

"You also know that I am suffering, I thought you never knew. The proprietress snorted coldly, leaned on his not too wide shoulder, and looked at his side face, which was still as good-looking as before, but there was a little more melancholy that did not belong to him.

Hearing the snort of the proprietress and remembering the thousands of promises he had made to her at the beginning, now he only realized the item of marrying her, and the middle-aged man blushed because of this wine. In fact, he can't be blamed entirely, the bad news of the Shen Mansion soon after his marriage to her also came, but fortunately, they were all outside when this disaster happened, and when they heard about the demise of the Shen Mansion, the middle-aged man who dragged the sword almost didn't mention the sword to kill the Middle Five Kingdoms.

The proprietress blushed, looking at the restaurant built by the two of them brick by brick, she was a little distressed, "I am reluctant to be here." ”

Mochou Sword, one of the top ten sword sects of the Shen Mansion that dominated the rivers and lakes back then, also looked at this restaurant. He is plain on the surface, but he also has countless reluctance in his heart.

After all, it is a place where he has lived for ten years, although he is the great master of Chengxi, and his lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary people.

But, ten years, is also a lot.

The two leaned on each other in the darkness of the night, relying only on the light of the fire on the table. Outside the restaurant, a horse cry woke up the proprietress who was about to fall asleep, and glanced at each other with Li Mochou, thinking that it was really not early, and there were guests at this time, which was unexpected by the two of them.

Not long after the horse's cry fell, in the eyes of the two and two of them. Dressed in a fox fur with a natural atmosphere, this young and handsome second prince of Zhao Guo, Zhao Wuwu walked slowly towards them.

His pace was unhurried and fast, and it took more than a dozen hours to reach the eyes of the two Limochou couples. Zhao Wuwu didn't have much restraint, as if he had known the two for a long time, he bowed slightly, "Uncle Mochou, Aunt Suyang, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Your Highness Sanssouci. Li Mochou was very surprised, he got up and pulled Zhao Wuwu. Looking at this face that had been stained with dust since he was young, Li Mochou sighed in his heart, "Your Highness, please take a seat." ”

Zhao Wuwu smiled and nodded, and noticed the wine and food on the table when he sat down. In the beating of the lights, he smiled and said, "Uncle and aunt are not less interested." ”

Li Mochou was embarrassed to reply, but the proprietress Suyang smiled lightly. She leaned on Limo's shoulder as usual, and under the moonlight she asked, "Your Highness has come to chase the deer this time, but is there something important? If it is not important, you really want to stay in my restaurant for a few days." ”

Zhao Wuwu smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you say it's important, but it's also to be done quickly." To tell you the truth, worry-free came to see my uncle and aunt this time, and I asked my uncle and aunt for help. ”

After speaking, he got up and saluted very solemnly. Li Mochou hurriedly got up, forgetting the proprietress who was still leaning on her shoulder, and said: "What is Your Highness talking about, if it wasn't for His Highness's help back then, Su Yang and I really don't know what accidents will happen." If Your Highness has something, just ask for it. ”

"It's actually not difficult to say," Zhao Wuwu smiled faintly, the fox fur was blown up by the wind a little, and he said: "Wuwu has been in the middle of Chengxi for two years, and it stands to reason that this heritage has been hidden for a long time, but there is still no sign of loosening the realm." ”

Su Yang's proprietress was unhappy, she put one hand on the table, and when she heard Zhao Wuwu's request, she also agreed directly before leaving Mochou. She was worried that she had nowhere to vent, and now it was wonderful that a meat sandbag took the initiative to send it to the door.

Zhao Wuwu smiled, sat down, picked up the wine glass and poured a glass of wine. He held the wine and said to Mingyue: "Thank you uncle and aunt first." ”

Chu Tianlang, who was in Zhulu City, took the wine glass, and at this moment he was very annoyed by the greasy fat man beside him. He sneered, thinking that this fat man would not have a good life in a few days, so he endured it.

The two of them sat in the highest position in the house, and their eyes were full of roofs, and the fat man didn't understand why Chu Tianlang would change places to drink today. He asked, but when Chu Tianlang didn't answer, he didn't bother to ask again. It is enough for him to drink this wine.

Chu Tianlang naturally wouldn't tell this fat man how wonderful it was tonight. After all, he is just a waste wood that has not even entered the morning dew, and he is destined to only be trapped in the mortal dust, Chu Tianlang is looking forward to tonight's wonderful showdown.

Raising a glass to invite Mingyue, he touched his wine glass with Zhang Qian, who was a few streets away.

Zhang Qian, who was sitting in the seat, sneezed and rubbed his nose, thinking that sneezing in this winter was really unlucky. He took a sip of the hot wine, and before he knew it, he liked the taste of the boiled wine.

Shen Qingwen was in a good mood, and he didn't blush after drinking a few glasses of wine. Zhang Qian felt that Shen Qingwen's temperament was a little different, but he couldn't say that it was different. He saw that Xin'er's cup was out of wine, so he poured a glass diligently, Xin'er thanked her lightly, and took a small sip, but she still couldn't drink the wine.

"Brother Shen, who do you say will win tonight?" Li Changan, a scholar dressed in white, drank a glass of wine and asked Shen Qingwen.

Shen Qingwen shrugged his shoulders with an expression that he couldn't guess. If it is two patio people who fight today, Shen Qingwen is confident that he will win or lose. It's a pity that today is a duel between the two Chengxi Grandmasters. The realm of Chengxi is too profound, and it is not something that a patio junior like him can see whether he wins or loses.

Li Changan snorted, he knew that this question was boring, but he had no choice but to worry about Zhulu Academy tonight, after all, he was half a member of the academy. If his own dean was beaten half to death, wouldn't he be embarrassed.

In the night, Shen Qingwen looked at the wine in the pot, Li Changan looked out of the street, Zhang Qian glanced at Xin'er from time to time, and Xin'er kept staring at her head and thinking about things.

The four of them had different expressions, and as they fell silent, the street under the house also cooled down. It was the middle of the night, and the old dog lying on the street opened its hazy eyes, and a man in armor flashed through its eyes, and it was startled.

Panicked and looked around, but there was no sign of him, and the old dog felt that he was dazzled. Lying down again, just about to fall asleep, another figure flashed, the old dog woke up again, looked around, there was still no one, the old dog ran away.

On the street, the armored Qi Lin Zhen Guogong and the white-haired Dean Zhao Xiang stood facing each other, they were only half a hundred apart, and they could hear each other's heartbeats when speaking to him in this realm.

"Long time no see, old thing. Zhao Xian was the first to speak, the old thing in front of him was a few years older than him, and it was not offensive to call the old thing.

Qi Lin Zhenguo didn't get much moved when he heard this, he sneered, "Little thing, I haven't seen it for more than ten years." ”

An old thing, a little thing.

Zhao Xian squinted, and he snorted coldly and didn't care about this old thing. At this time, the Duke of Zhen Guo showed the demeanor of the prince of a country, he stood in place very calmly, watching his shadow stretched by the moonlight, Zhao Xian did not hold his breath, and opened his mouth first, "Eh, how is your little four, is he dead?"

"It's not dead, but how is Lan Shuxiang from your academy, are you stupid?" Qi Lin Zhen Guogong quickly counterattacked, not giving Zhao any face.

Zhao Xian shook his head, "Do you know who that silver-haired young man in Tsing Yi was yesterday?"

"Yes. Qi Lin Zhen Guogong nodded, and Zhao Xian looked puzzled, but soon his expression became angry again. I only heard the middle-aged man in armor laugh mockingly, "It's your uncle." ”

"Old thing, don't go too far, I'll get down to business. Zhao Xian gritted his teeth, if it weren't for the fact that it was too big, he would definitely fly to give this old thing a kick.

Zhen Guogong plucked out his ears and didn't necessarily hear his words, which made Zhao Xiang even more annoyed and angry. He said: "Yesterday, that young man was an orphan of the Shen Mansion! He was the one from the Shen Mansion who had perished!

"I know, how could I not know. Qi Lin Zhenguo suddenly became sad, and his face was so sad that he almost burst into tears, "How could I not know, isn't it the orphan of the Shen Mansion who killed the prince of my country." What do you mean by Zhao worrying, deliberately talking about this sad thing, are you going to provoke a war between the two countries!"

Zhao was silent for a while, and Zhen Guogong didn't speak with his silence. They just stood, and there was silence around them.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind blew Zhao's clothes. Finally, under the watchful eye of the crowd, he asked, "Tonight, can you not fight?"

"Yes. Qi Linzhen Guogong nodded.

Zhao Xian smiled faintly, said thank you, and turned his head back.

Qi Lin Zhenguo Gong was nothing, scolded a word, and then turned around and left.

The two of them walked very chicly, leaving a group of stunned melon-eating people, they look at me, I look at you, what is this called?