Lin Luoyao's face was a little bad, so Lou Yun took care of her to rest.

Lan Qi looked at this departing figure, she couldn't speak for a long time, because since Murong Zheng left her, no one has ever been so interested in her, but unfortunately Lin Luoyao is also a 'girl' child, otherwise she would definitely not marry in this life.

Lan Qi's gaze looked at the sword of love at the head of his 'bed'.

Lan Qi picked up the sword and pulled it out, muttering to himself: "It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes." Okay, master, I'm not wandering anymore, it's all gone. ”

The past is like smoke, and there is a smile and hatred. He already knows how to face Murong Zheng, he betrayed the division 'door' for him to steal the wind and return to the snow roll, and suffered three months in the ice pool. From now on they will have nothing to do with each other. Maybe a better person is on your side. The most important thing is to cherish what is in front of you. Let those unrealistic visions disappear.

Lan Qi withdrew the Sword of Love, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

At this time, someone knocked on the 'door', and the person outside said, "Is Miss Lin here? "The one who speaks is the keeper of the inn.

Lan Qi opened the 'door' and saw a grim-faced, unsmiling man holding a jar of wine, and the shopkeeper of the inn was standing aside.

The man handed the wine jar to Lan Qi, who had been drinking almost all the time in the past few days, and the aroma of wine emanating from the jar knew that it was her favorite Xifeng wine when she smelled it, and it was at least thirty years old. Lan Qi used to worry about wine money, although she had Lin Luoyao, a cash cow, and a god of wealth, but after all, she didn't want Lin Luoyao to break the bank, and the expensive wine was bought by her every month, or stolen from Xiaoyaozi. And what Lin Luoyao bought her was a few taels of silver and a large jar of new wine.

And the older the wine, the higher the value. A jar of 20-year-old wine is several times the price of a jar of 25-year-old wine. And the altar in front of her is worth at least a few hundred taels of silver.

Lan Qi didn't pick it up, as soon as she went out, she was careful outside, although this person was dressed as a person from the Zhongzhou League, but although Tianji and Zhongzhou had some dealings, she had never seen anyone from the Zhongzhou League, and she didn't know this person, the rivers and lakes were sinister and unpredictable, so she still had to be vigilant.

Second, this jar of wine is a few hundred taels of silver, Lan Qi's monthly salary for a year is only two hundred and forty taels of silver, and ordinary people can earn a few taels a year, this jar of wine is her salary for several years, no matter what the other party's purpose is, this gift is too valuable. Lan Qi naturally didn't dare to accept it.

Lan Qi asked, "I don't know what this person is called, why did he send us wine?"

The man didn't have any expression on his face, and said coldly: "Childe's order!"

Lan Qi thought about it, he didn't know any son, could it be that Murong Bai gave it to him? It is impossible that although Murong Bai is from a family, his current source of income is also the monthly monthly salary of the 'Sect' faction, although Huashan's life is better than that of their Zhongnan Mountain, but the monthly income of the two of them should not be much different. Therefore, it is unlikely that Murong Bai will 'spend' a few hundred taels of silver to buy her wine.

Could it be Murong Zheng? This is also impossible, although he also drank some wine when he was with Murong Zheng in the past, although it was not difficult for Murong Zheng to take out a few hundred taels of silver, but at that time, he was still shallow and would get drunk when he drank a bowl of ordinary rice wine, not to mention the more than 30 years of Xifeng wine. So it will definitely not be Murong Zheng.

Senior Brother Ling Mo is cold, he doesn't have a friend in the 'Sect' faction, and the only person he cares about is Senior Brother Lou, so it's not him, and if the Ling family has lived in the northwest for a long time, if it is a girl who pities the 'Flower' Society, this is also reasonable, but now standing in front of him is a middle-aged Zhongzhou League cold-faced man.

So Lan Qi couldn't imagine who this son was?

Lan Qi asked, "I don't know who this son is?" ”

There was still no expression on the man's face, and the man said, "Childe is childe." ”

After that, he looked at Lan Qi without saying a word.

For this kind of cold-faced ghost, his silence on you is equivalent to not wanting to answer your questions, or not being able to answer your questions. So the answer Lanqi got was not what she wanted.

The man still coldly held the wine jar and handed it to Lan Qi.

The three of them stood stunned for a full quarter of an hour.

Ling Mo stood at the top of the stairs and kept paying attention to this scene. I don't know what I'm thinking.

Lan Qi was a little embarrassed, the shopkeeper was sweating like rain, and the big man still didn't have any expression on his face, just looked at Lan Qi silently and handed her the wine.

Lan Qi had no choice but to take over the wine jar.

After Dahan handed her the wine, he didn't say anything, just turned and left.

Lan Qi silently stood there with a jar of wine. Looking at the departing big man and the innkeeper.

Lan Qi didn't sneak over to see what was going on, firstly, she was not the kind of 'female' person who was very curious, and secondly, Lan Qi could feel that that person's martial arts were not low, even if she 'fought' with him, although she would not lose, she would not win easily.

Even the heads of those small 'sects' on the rivers and lakes did not dare to say that martial arts could be stronger than this person, and this person was like a minion, driven by the so-called son. It can be seen that the origin of that son is extraordinary.

Just now he said that he was looking for Miss Lin, could it be someone Luo Yao knew? Forget it, I'll ask her when Luo Yao wakes up tomorrow.

Lan Qi held this large jar of wine and put it on the table casually, she was also a little tired today, waiting for the 'spirit' to prepare for the sword appreciation conference in a few days.

Although she doesn't have to compete with those people, as the senior sister who led the team this time, she must show what a senior sister should be, and she doesn't want Murong Zheng, a negative man, to see her decadent appearance.

Just as Lin Luoyao planned, he wanted him to see a stronger, better, more beautiful, and more mature Lan Qi than before, and Lan Qi looked at the precious fat powder on the dresser.

Lan Qi thought about it, it seemed that she hadn't wiped these things for a long time, and when the sword appreciation conference began, she must dress up well.

Lan Qi was just about to undress and go to sleep when she heard a knock on the door again.

Lan Qi fastened the belt and buttons of her clothes that she had just untied and asked, "Who?"

"Excuse me, but Miss Lanqi from the 'Gate' of the Heavenly Machine lives here?" came the voice of a young man from outside the 'door'.

Lan Qi got up and went to open the 'door', this person she knew, he was the son of the Tang 'gate', Tang Qingyun, the son of the head of the Tang family.

Standing beside Tang Qingyun is one of her old friends, her friend Tang Qingying, the eldest 'daughter' of the Tang family.