When the man who was called Luo Cheng by Yang Ye heard this, he just drank the remaining wine in the cup in one gulp, and said calmly: "I'm not your friend, it's just that they called to kill you, but..."

"But I'm dying, right, you said you wood, you've been chasing me for two years. It's bad for me to drink and have fun. It's good now, after drinking my wine, you don't recognize me as a friend, and you have no conscience. Yang Ye smiled, took the wine jug that Xiao Liuzi put on his side, and then poured wine for himself and Luo Cheng.

"Compared to when I first met you two years ago, the smell of medicine on my body is stronger, although you cover it with the fragrance of flowers, but you can't hide it from me, the poison on your body has invaded the body. But what surprised me even more was your cultivation, it can be seen that I couldn't have killed you two years ago, and it is even more incomparable today. Since you have concealed your cultivation, why have you shown it to me now, why don't you wait for me to make a move with you and wipe me out with your backhand? You know, although I can't win against you, if you have a guard like you now, you still have a chance to give up your life and flee. Luo Cheng said, putting the second glass of wine to his mouth, but he didn't drink it for a long time.

Yang Ye didn't care about him, cup after cup, and said with a wry smile: "What, are you a girl in the Red Mansion? Who slept with today, and forget it when you get up tomorrow? Didn't I say it, you are my friend, why did I kill you, although it is a little annoying that you have chased me for almost two years, but you are also obedient to orders, but seriously, I am just curious to ask, simply ask you, you say, Wen Yao Sword Sect and you, what kind of Tsing Yi Building, who is more powerful?"

Originally, Yang Ye just thought he was verbose, and deliberately asked such a joking question, thinking that Luo Cheng would definitely not answer.

"Wen Yao Sword Sect. ”

Yang Ye was still thinking about himself, and was suddenly stunned by this answer, but then, after a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he turned to sadness. "Wen Yao Sword Sect is more powerful, right, then you say, why are they looking for your people from Qingyi Building to kill me?"

Where did Luo Cheng know so much, he was the top killer in Tsing Yi Building, he just took on tasks and did tasks, and he never thought about who he was going to kill, and whether he should die. Except for the prodigal son in front of him who seems to be a weak scholar, and the girl at the beginning. His tasks have always been completed cleanly, only Yang Ye has let him chase for two years, and now he still has an impossible result to complete the task, and the reason is simple, he can't beat it. But somehow, there was still a trace of secret joy in Luo Cheng's heart.

"Have you ever killed someone for yourself?" Yang Ye said suddenly, looking at Luo Cheng who was stunned with a curious expression.

was just stunned for a moment, and Luo Cheng said calmly: "I don't have anyone to kill, what the organization wants to kill is what I want to kill." ”

"Let's put it this way, don't talk about killing people or not, just say whether you have done anything for yourself, or what you want to do, of course, except for eating and sleeping. Yang Ye said with a hippie smile, in his opinion, it was interesting to talk to this wood-like and interesting killer.

Luo Cheng didn't care, ignored the boy's laughter, and really thought about this problem without thinking, and thought for a while and said, "No, what about you?"

After Yang Ye heard this answer, the corners of his mouth rose, and after picking up the wine jug and pouring a glass of wine alone, he said loudly: "Don't say it, if I was before, I was the same as you, but in the past two years, I have still done a lot of things that I want to do and am happy to do." Also, if you hadn't chased me too closely everywhere, I'm afraid I would have been more free!" Yang Ye became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and a glass of wine swayed left and right like the head. "What's going on. Luo Cheng still asked as calmly as wood, but in Yang Ye's opinion, it was not easy for him to speak.

"It's nothing, for example, on the way you were chasing, I saved a family from being killed by the horse thief, just the time I asked a little girl to tease you. After coming to this Wujing City, just that little kid, little Liuzi, stealing other people's things to eat, was beaten half to death, I remember it was last year's New Year, it was cold, I also saved him with lard, this kid is good, if there is nothing to do, he will quarrel with me and the girl to sleep, if you know, he will freeze to death. Also, I want to think about it, by the way, this fragrant Zhang dog's legs, say he is a girl, I will be angry! His daughter was taken by the scoundrel, and she was going to be taken captive, I happened to eat here that day, and I saw that his daughter was also a little beautiful, and I wanted to help him, maybe he gave my daughter to me, which is not conscientious, it is not interesting, saying that I have fireworks every day, there are many beautiful girls, and I have sent my daughter to the countryside. What's the matter? I'm afraid I'm going to cause trouble? And it's just some trivial things, I don't bother to say, how to fight with those literati, how to go upstairs to do things, but seriously, just this Wujing City, no, in the entire territory of Huangyang, I'm afraid I can't find a few sons and brothers who are more literary than me, you are right, Luo Mutou. Yang Ye seemed to be drunk, half-drunk and half-sober, he wanted to pour wine, but found that there was only one cup left in the wine jug, so he poured it into his cup with a smile, and his face became thicker with the strength of the wine.

"With your cultivation, you shouldn't be drunk. Luo Cheng looked at Yang Ye, who was a little confused, and said lightly, but somehow there was a hint of something different in his heart. "What should I say? What should I not say? I am happy that I am too happy to buy a thousand dollars! Oops, I was worried about running out of wine, so I came to deliver wine. Yang Ye propped his head on the table with one hand and said with a faint smile.

At this time, at the mouth of the fireworks alley where this fragrant house is located, a young man dressed in white, with a sword and a piece of red silk hanging from his waist, holding a pot of wine in his left hand and a horse in his right hand, slowly walked towards this side.

Xiao Liuzi, who happened to buy back the mare's milk beans, also jumped over there. As soon as I passed by the boy, I was still thinking about how this person was so similar to Hua Ye's dress, but before I finished thinking about it, I heard a message from the attic of the restaurant not far away: "Little Liuzi, give the beans to the guy next to you, you can go play, just let him bring them up." ”

When Xiao Liuzi heard this, he stood still and looked at the man who was leading the horse, and obediently handed him the beans. The man was also good-tempered, and since he had heard what was going on, he didn't bother to say much, so he took the beans and walked towards the fragrant manju.

Xiao Liuzi was idle, although he hadn't eaten enough, seven or eight out of ten were also there, and it could be seen that Hua Ye was obviously in trouble, and he was not so eyeless, so he listened to Yang Ye's words, so he ran away to play.

I saw that the same white-clothed man, after coming to Xiangmanju, asked Zhang Xiaoer to set up the horse, and walked straight to the second floor, Zhang Gouzi also amazed, if you remove the red around the waist, this son is really similar to that master, from the dress to the action, if it weren't for the usual prodigal of Hua Ye, and this young master is obviously awe-inspiring, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is two brothers.

Yang Ye looked at the person who came upstairs, and then looked at Luo Cheng who was sitting next to him, and thought, this is good, two pieces of wood are piled together, and now they have to burn up.