The man named Gongyi Muqiong and the young man sat opposite each other, and Li Changwen added a new wine cup to it, and hid in a corner of the room with a knowing face, treating himself as a dead man and not mixing it. But he couldn't help but look at the two men a few times.

The boy is like a white jade, and the man is like a famous sword.

I was ashamed of himself.

Gong Mu Qiong was covered in black steel heavy armor, wrapped in a sable fur on the outside, and his black hair with snow flakes was scattered down and half covered his face. His face was as sharp as a knife, and a pair of slightly narrowed eyes had a cold light flowing in them. He looked at the boy in silence, turning an iron-blue wrench on his thumb and resting his rucksack on the table. The dark brown leather rucksack revealed the handles of a pair of swords, five feet long, as wide as the palm of a hand, and from the moment they were opposite the boy, the pair of swords kept ringing.

The dragon roared and shook like a tiger, and the legs of the table were displaced.

"Can you tell them to stop screaming?" said the boy, "I have no ill intentions. ”

"They don't chirp because of me, they sing because of you. Gong Mu Qiong's fingers swept over the hilt of the sword.

"Until now, I can say that he is still a man of no quarrel. The boy sighed, "But the teacher has an order, and I will guard this place and not let anyone go in or out." ”

"You mean you're scared?" said Mu Qiong sneered.

"No, but I don't want to die, I still have a lot of wishes, I want to live until the day my dreams come true. The boy said, "I know you have many wishes, and that an incomparable person like you should accomplish great things, and is it worth dying in this town?"

"Looks like you're pretty sure you're going to kill me?"

"No, but if you can't kill me, you won't be able to survive until my teacher makes a move, because I know how far away I am from my teacher. ”

"How far?"

"It's like the difference between a yellow fruit tree and a stream. The young man smiled, "Mr. Gongyi, do you know the Huangguoshu? The Huangguoshu is a big waterfall in the Beibi Mountain, and the people who have been to see it say that it is hundreds of zhang from the ground, and it is hundreds of zhang wide, and it flows straight down from the two mountains, like hundreds of white dragons spitting water, and there are still 100 zhang away from the waterfall, you will feel that you are in a raging storm, and from a distance, there is always a Changhong of hundreds of zhang on the water surface. And what about the stream," he said, and took the jug to pour wine from the jar opposite him, a clear and clear stream, "this is my stream." ”

There is a slight heat and aroma in the wine cup, and the cold wine is warmed up at the moment of pouring. The boy drank it all in one gulp.

"I didn't come in to see you drinking. Gong Mu Qiong glanced back,

"Shall we play a game of chess?" said the boy suddenly, "I like to play chess very much." ”

The corners of Gong Muqiong's eyes were slightly twitched, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were bulging like snakes. Even a person like Li Changwen, who had never held the handle of a knife in his life, could see that he was angered by the young man's careless words.

"The mountains are a town with a permanent gambling game, and all the people who come here are gamblers. I'll make a bet with you, too. The boy seemed completely unnoticed, and continued.

"Bet on what?" Mu Qiong leaned forward slightly, like a prelude to a leopard's attack.

"All over the world. ”

"The world?" Gong Mu Qiong was stunned.

"Hasn't the Ink Artist been known as the guardian of the world for many years?"

Gong Mu Qiong nodded.

"I heard that Mr. Gong Lose, among the many ink masters, is determined to innovate and advocate recruiting more members to stop the war and protect the peace of the world?"

Gong Mu Qiong nodded again.