Lu Sanchuan didn't sleep well all night.

He lay beside Su Qing, not daring to move for fear of disturbing Su Qing, just keeping his eyes open and letting himself be immersed in the darkness.

In the days when he first escaped from the Lu Mansion, he prayed every day, hoping that all this was just a dream, that his father was not dead, and that he did not have a home from all over the world.

And now, when his original prayer was about to come true, he was a little hesitant: should he continue to grope down?

What if my father hadn't died?

Since he is alive, why didn't he come to me for a long time, is it really as the storyteller said, my father didn't recognize his six relatives for the so-called first place in the world?

Although, all this is just intuition.

But he and Lu Benchi, after all, are connected by blood, and the possibility of intuition coming true is very great.

Lu Sanchuan sighed softly, and in the darkness, he felt Su Qing's soft and warm jade hand holding his hand, as if to say: There is me.

He was relieved all of a sudden.

The genius was bright, and the Luan brothers came to knock on the door.

"Young master. ”

Su Qing woke up early and ran to open the door, while Lu Sanchuan sat on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to touch his face to make himself sober.

The Luan brothers stood outside the door and saluted Su Qing with their fists, very respectful, "Madam, is the young master awake?"

Su Qing's cheeks flushed, glanced into the room, and said softly, "Wake up, come in." ”

The two of them went into the house together.

Although Lu Sanchuan woke up, he was still thinking in his mind, "What should I do if my father really didn't die", so he didn't pay attention to the Luan brothers, for a long time, he raised his head and saw the Luan brothers standing in the room, his face was dazed, "Brother Luan, not for the eldest brother, when did you come?"

Su Qing smiled, "It's been a while since they've been in. ”

Lu Sanchuan just nodded, took a deep breath and stood up, cheering up, "Let's go down and have some breakfast first." Suddenly, his spirit flickered, and he remembered that he met Gong Qing by chance yesterday, and he couldn't help frowning.

Su Qingda was worried, thinking that he was in poor health, "Brother Chuan, what's wrong?"

Lu Sanchuan shook his head and forced a smile, "I just remembered that I met Gong Qing yesterday... Don't worry, I'm fine. ”

The four of them went downstairs together and sat down.

When he sat down, Lu Sanchuan found that Gong Qing was sitting at the adjacent table, drinking rice wine alone.

Without waiting for Lu Sanchuan to speak, Gong Qing spoke first, "The sword in your hand's hand is not a mortal thing!"

Lu Sanchuan naturally understood the meaning of his words, so he was not ambiguous, and saluted with him, neither humble nor arrogant, nor with no one in his eyes, "Mr. Gong has a good eye!"

Gong Qing smiled without saying a word, took a small porcelain cup and put it on the table, poured a full cup of rice wine, and then flicked his fingers, and the porcelain cup shot towards Lu Sanchuan.

Lu Sanchuan pinched it with his hand, and a lot of rice wine in the porcelain cup shook out, wetting his left hand. He didn't care, he just drank it all, "Thank you Mr. Gong for the wine!"

At the right time, Xiao Er brought up a jar of wine, and Lu Sanchuan patted the altar to seal it, took a wine glass and poured it full of wine, and sent the wine in the same way, but he was stained with the fragrance of wine.

Gong Qingxin pinched it, caught it steadily, and then drank it all. It's just that his hand holding the wine glass is not stained with the slightest wine stain. His kung fu can be called perfect.

"Brother Lu, you have deep internal strength, excellent swordsmanship, and a famous sword in your hand, it stands to reason that you should be a good hand in the famous rivers and lakes, but the kung fu in your hands seems to be lacking, more than fierce, and not flexible enough. ”

When Lu Sanchuan saw his hands full of alcohol, he immediately understood, he was pondering, he caught a glimpse of abnormality in the corner of his eye, stretched out his hand, grabbed a wine glass, but the rice wine in the cup shook out a lot. His entire left hand was covered with rice wine, sticky.

Gong Qing said: "It seems that your talent is quite mediocre. After the first drink, I explained the reason to you, and you listened, and I gave you a second drink, but you did not make any progress. ”

Lu Sanchuan naturally didn't expect that Gong Qing, who had nothing to do with him, would point his fingers, and he was very grateful, so he raised his head and drank this glass of wine, "Remember the teachings of Gong's predecessors!"

Gong Qing shot him the third, fourth, and fifth cups, and every time he took it in his hand, a lot of rice wine would shake out of the cup, until finally, even the table in front of him was full of rice wine.

Lu Sanchuan asked Xiao Er for a towel, and was about to wipe it, when Gong Qing said again, "Brother Lu, you must already know, I, Gong Qing, as a strategist of Chaotianmen, don't leave home on weekdays, and I come here today, it's true." ”

Lu Sanchuan had to put the towel aside and talk to Gong Qing, "I don't know why Senior Gong is here?"

Gong Qingdao said, "A few days ago, Bai Zhongxu, Jiang Lingfeng and others were killed one after another, and the owner of Xingyougu was worried about the attack of Heifeng Village, so he sent a letter to Chaotianmen, saying that it was for the safety of the Central Plains martial arts, and invited Chaotianmen, Qingyunhui, and Yinlong Gang to gather in Xingyougu. To put it bluntly, it's the Four-Gate Alliance. ”

Lu Sanchuan nodded thoughtfully, "It's really necessary..."

Gong Qing drew his sword in an instant and attacked Lu Sanchuan, "So, borrow the sword and use it!"

Lu Sanchuan was taken aback, and hurriedly reached out to grab the painting sword, but the table was full of rice wine, and it was sticky and slippery, and he grabbed it, not only failed to catch the painting sword, but caused the painting sword to slide off the table.

Gong Qing smiled slightly, the long sword in his hand did not stab at Lu Sanchuan, but just kept stabbing and slashing near the painting sword, forcing Lu Sanchuan to be unable to get close to the painting sword.

When the painting sword was about to land, Gong Qing kicked up with his right foot, kicked the painting sword towards the door, and then stepped forward and took the painting sword and went out.

"Brother Lu, thank you for painting the sword!"

Only then did Lu Sanchuan understand that he had fallen into his way, and he was furious, and shouted, "Hugh go!" and chased Qianling out of the door.

On Chibi Street, people come and go, but where is the shadow of Gong Qing?

The anger of being snatched away from the sword and the shame of being played by Gong Qing made Lu Sanchuan's blood go into his head. He desperately stood up and searched quickly back and forth around the inn.

But he couldn't find Gong Qing's shadow at all.

The Luan brothers also chased out of the inn, after all, they were injured, and they didn't know what to do in the face of the vast sea of people.

In desperation, Lu Sanchuan had no choice but to fall to the ground, and was about to walk towards the Luan brothers, but saw Gong Qing appear at the door of the inn at some point, and the sword had been unsheathed and placed on Su Qing's neck.

Use your sword to kill the people you love the most.

Murder and heartbreaking!

Lu Sanchuan's fingers cracked, his fists clenched, staring at Gong Qing who was like a crown of jade, but he didn't dare to move.

Gong Qing smiled and looked friendly, "Brother Lu, the two lessons I took for you today are counted as the rental fee for painting swords." Let's see you in the valley. With that, he gently pushed Su Qing away, stepped forward, and disappeared without a trace.

Lu Sanchuan was busy with Shi Qianling's false steps and hugged Su Qing before she fell. Su Qing's body leaned on him softly, exuding a faint fragrance, but he had no intention of enjoying it, just thinking about Gong Qing's words.