Chapter 98: Sending the Battle Post
As the deputy head of the door, Xiang Wentian is not pragmatic all day long, gags, and is immersed in love with his cousin and can't extricate himself. In the past, the prodigal son who traveled all over the mountains and rivers will also have a day to turn back, which makes Humen look sideways. If there are no important meetings, Xiang Wentian can stay out of the bedroom all day.
Gao Fengyun found that Xiang Wentian often closed the door and secretly practiced the inner strength in the room. A practice is two or three hours, sometimes the servants come to deliver food, and he does not allow outsiders to intervene, as for Gao Fengyun, it is a different matter.
Once, Gao Fengyun wanted to test what internal skills Xiang Wentian was practicing, and quietly entered his room without knocking on the door. Xiang Wentian suddenly opened his eyes and said with hostility, "Who is it?"
When Xiang Wentian saw that it was his cousin, he relieved himself and sighed, "Hey...... Cousin, I'm practicing and shouldn't move around, so if you have anything to say, just say it. Gao Fengyun's expression was a little weird, if he took advantage of the situation now, he would definitely make his true qi go against the flow and go crazy. But for the sake of Xiang Wentian's usefulness, he dispelled the idea just now, and greeted softly: "I see that my cousin is practicing hard, so I specially brought you osmanthus cake to taste." ”
"Let's put it aside for now, I still have half an hour to finish the true qi that is swimming in my body. Xiang Wentian's gaze softened, and he asked instead, "Thank you, for caring for me and taking care of me these times." ”
Gao Fengyun smiled, shook his hand and said, "What do you say, I really don't have any relatives in Suzhou." Only my cousin can be relied on, as long as you don't dislike it, I will always stay by your side and never be separated for the rest of my life. After saying these words against his will, the possessed earth demon felt a burst of disgust, just like homosexuals, whose values are incompatible with the world.
"Cousin, what's wrong with you, is there something wrong with you?" Xiang Wentian saw Gao Fengyun's strange expression, although he couldn't move, he squinted at the other party with his eyes.
"No, nothing, the osmanthus cake seems to be a little sour. "Although Gao Fengyun can sugar-coat cannonballs to camouflage attacks, he will occasionally speak incoherently.
Half an hour later, Xiang Wentian's palms sank together, and the exercise was completed. Gao Fengyun came to the osmanthus cake and said with a confused face: "Cousin, try a piece." ”
Xiang Wentian felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and politely refused: "No, I'm not hungry." ”
The two of them are like glue all day long, you and I are nong. As the master of the door, Guan Dadong, in order to win people's hearts, would like to immediately marry Gao Fengyun to Xiang Wentian.
After returning to Humen, the night was blank. Guan Dadong sent a servant to send a message to Gao Fengyun, and she understood what the gate master meant. In the winter sky, you can still see a little star. Taking advantage of the dead of night, Gao Fengyun came to the door of Xiang Wentian and knocked lightly.
Xiang Wentian listened to the strength and timbre of the knock on the door, and knew that the person outside was his sweetheart Gao Fengyun, and welcomed: "Please come in!" Gao Fengyun came to him in a hurry, and said ambiguously: "Cousin, I am so lonely alone, and I need someone to accompany me at night." ”
In fact, Gao Fengyun wanted to share the same bed with Xiang Wentian. Although Xiang Wentian has been tossing and turning lately, he is not hungry and thirsty, endured the primitive impulse, got up and warmed his heart: "If you are lonely, come to talk to your cousin more, I can accompany you to chat until dawn, anyway, you don't have to get up early tomorrow." Also, when it's cold, you should dress more to avoid catching a cold. ”
"That's not what I want! The maid who waits for me can also talk to me, I want someone who can take care of my wounded heart, not be a dull head and don't know what other people think. Gao Fengyun said shyly, "My ex-husband doesn't understand the real needs of my heart, and he always treats me lukewarmly." He was gone, and I felt sad and sad at all. My cousin is different, we once made a private lifelong vow to die. It's a pity that creation made people hurt my cold heart again. I just want to have a warm embrace, and I don't know if such a request is too high. ”
Xiang Wentian opened his arms and gently hugged Gao Fengyun's thin body: "I won't let you be hurt again, my arms will be open for you forever." ”
"But I'm afraid of the infestation of the Dragon Gate, as soon as I leave the Tiger Gate, their people will have bad intentions towards me. I've already decided, I'm going to marry you and be your wife. It's okay to look at the sky together, count the stars, sweet and sweet, and no longer separate. Gao Fengyun smiled, "This time, I don't want to lose you again." ”
"Really?" Xiang Wentian hesitated for a moment, "but will your son Wang Xiang accept our union?"
"Woo woo woo...... Gao Fengyun sobbed, "My son has been persecuted by the Dragon Gate!"
"What! is it really going on?" said Xiang Wentian angrily. Gao Fengyun couldn't cry, but he was happy in his heart, and Xiang Wentian had fallen into his trap.
Xiang Wentian then asked, "Tell me, what happened to the tragedy that day?"
"I sent my son away from the cave, and the people of Longmen grabbed me and said that the Wang family must die, and the grass must be cut to the roots, so as to prevent future troubles. Before Wang Xiang could run away, they poisoned my son. Gao Fengyun must be secretly thinking about how to take revenge on Wentian in her heart, that is exactly what she wants to see.
Tomorrow, I will settle accounts with Guo Yitian, the master of the Dragon Gate Gate. ”
The next day, Xiang Wentian sent someone to send a battle post. Guo Yitian got the news as soon as possible, and opened the battle post, which read: Righteousness and unkindness, people and gods are angry. In order to recover the blood debt of Wang Xiaolong's family, on December 12, a fair duel was held in the ring of Wuli in the east of Suzhou. The challenger asks the sky.
After reading the battle post, the challenge time was three days later, Guo Yitian gasped. With his ten thousand swords, he can't win the thunderous Wanjun, and he will definitely be more than lucky to go to war rashly.
The three bandit brothers were suddenly in chaos, arguing non-stop, and they vigorously advocated that Guo Yitian's martial arts were superior, and he should shatter Xiang Wentian's illusions.
At this time, Yu Luoluo followed the voice, and heard a little about the challenge, so Mao Sui recommended himself: "It's unrealistic to ask the master of the door to face the battle, or let me come forward to face it." My Leaf Knife is a trick that can match the thunderbolt, even against thousands of troops. ”
Guo Yitian became even more unsteady, facing a figure at the level of the deputy master of the Tiger Gate, how could he let the Dragon Gate Protector fight? Besides, Yuluoluo was in the flower season, and if there was any accident, Guo Yitian would definitely not forgive himself. The eldest husband should stand up in the difficult situation and move forward.
When Li Yu's housekeeper heard the news, he watched a group of people fall into a panic, so he found out the reason for the problem: "Master Guo, the bloody case of Wang Xiaolong's family has been investigated and it is clear that it was not committed by people in Longmen, and there must be a misunderstanding in it." This time he sent a war post to Wentian must have been bewitched, and he could only outwit him, not face him head-on. ”
"What do you think about Steward Li? Guo Yitian was physically and mentally exhausted and anxious.
"According to the latest investigation report of the Boxer spies, Wang Xiaolong has a son named Wang Xiang. If you can find him, then you can let him tell the truth of the matter and win without a fight. Li Yu said.