It seems that this is just an episode.

The next day, the two disciples were sent back by Haosheng, along with the seven heirs of the owner of the Jinquan Gambling Room, as well as four thousand taels of silver, and the remaining two thousand five hundred taels were said to be still making up.

For such trivial matters, Xia Wuwu didn't care anymore, and directly threw the seven people to the second senior brother Yue Zhuoer, who was approachable, had a humble and gentlemanly style, and was very good at winning people's favor.

But Xia Wuwu didn't like this.

When he was invited to compete one day, and directly probed the throat of the second senior brother Yue with a sword, the second senior brother was first stunned, then smiled bitterly, and finally hugged his fists respectfully, saying things like "The martial arts of the master are strong, and Yue is convinced".

No one cares about the "bitter smile" and "respect", as well as the unwillingness and ambition that flashed in the pupils.

But he saw it, so he laughed out loud.

Men who are ambitious, forbearing, and fearful are usually not unreliable.

Next, Xia Wuwu quickly returned to a state of penance, during which the little junior sister came to him several times, but was rejected in the name of "retreat".

So Ming Momo could only kick the stones by Baihong Lake while pulling the long grass that had dried up, and then he still carefully recalled the question of "what kind of soup does Brother Wuwu like to drink".

Although with her ability, "white water egg soup" is the normal level.

Exceeding this level, reluctantly herself, the rest of the soup she cooks will probably fall into the category of dark cuisine.

For example, on that day, she carefully boiled two hours of pork lung soup.

Xia Wuwu didn't have anything abnormal after drinking, but when he practiced the "Breathless Mind Method" that night, he almost went mad, and his abdomen cramped, and he hurt all night.

Since then, she has allowed her to bring the soup, and then directly and secretly poured it out.

But the little sister was obviously in a better mood, because she felt that she had a connection with her brother Wuwu again.

This kind of connection can make her keep reminiscing, and secretly laugh when she thinks about it, just like the most brilliant flowers blooming in spring.

To conquer a man's heart, one must first conquer his stomach. The little sister thought so.

It's a pity that she was never willing to drink the carefully brewed soup by herself, otherwise she should have some painful realization, and covered her face and squatted on the ground and hid in the corner...

On the other side, the wedding of Zhang Hanyu and Aunt Mu Chen's daughter also chose a good date and set a good date.

The woman's name is Lu Qiao, although her appearance is not beautiful, but she is acceptable, the two met once, Zhang Hanyu didn't care about accepting it, anyway, it was just a marriage, and then she would marry a concubine.

The woman was quite excited, and a little shy. When Mu Chen was exiled from the Mu family's power center, his father's relatives were already desperate.

At this time, he not only returned to power, but also arranged a marriage for the family, and the object was also humble and polite, and I heard that he was still the eldest brother in charge of the Langjian Sect in Yincheng today, which can be regarded as the right person.

The wedding will be held three days later.

The wedding banquet is set in the Qinglu Cliff outside the city, there is an ancient mountain villa on the cliff, the name of the village is Baiying, the owner of the village is the sword warrior in the north of the rivers and lakes many years ago, but now the golden basin washes his hands, and concentrates on running the mountain villa inherited from his father.

White Shadow Villa is far away from the mundane, with beautiful surrounding scenery, and is a bright pearl on the Jade Girl Peak.

What's even more amazing is that there are some strange stories in the villa, such as "ghost in the middle of the night", "crying in the mirror", and "strange noise under the bed".

If it was true, it would have been abandoned as a ghost village long ago. But it turned out to be all false and nonsense, because no one had ever had an accident, not even crazy, injured, mentally abnormal, or anything like that.

In this way, it can be concluded that there are rumors that are malicious and slanderous, but the effect is just the opposite, and the reputation of White Shadow Villa is not only undamaged, but also adds a bit of psychedelic color, which makes people who come to visit and explore it.

Putting the wedding banquet here can be regarded as elegant, and it is the congratulatory envoy who greets the general manager of the march of Liangzhou Road, as well as the guests of the surrounding sects, and it is not a shame.

For the wedding banquet, the little junior sister once expressed her willingness to personally handle the final dish called "Hundred Flowers Blooming Soup", which Xia Wuwu directly refused.

This made Ming Momo very unhappy, but after a while, she thought about it, maybe Brother Wuwu just wanted to cook soup for him to drink alone?

Two days later.

Ox carts pulled wine jars and oil drums, carrying fine carved pigs, farmhouse grass chickens and black ducks, all kinds of dried fruit preserves, etc., slowly ascending along the mountain road.

In the afternoon of the same day, pigs and cattle were slaughtered outside the White Shadow Villa, which was not lively.

In the villa, the red yarn is lightly raised, the bead curtain is darkly rolled, and a festive red carpet is spread straight into the lobby of the village along the quaint bluestone mountain road.

The mountain breeze outside Qinglu Cliff has become cold in autumn, sweeping the abyss, bringing a trace of water, thinking that it is a mountain spring or a dark river at the bottom of the cliff.

And the twilight is finally coming, and the magnificent sunset seems to indicate that tomorrow's autumn is crisp, and the good day is auspicious, that is, even the heavens will cooperate.

It's just that the red carpet that is quietly bathed in dusk looks extraordinarily blood-red and demonic.

At night, the disciples rested early.

The moon passed in the middle of the sky, but there was a black shadow along the Baihong Lake slowly, to the small pier, the black shadow tiptoed onto a high-bay wooden boat, propped up the clear lake water, and also stabbed the full moon of the white.

The boat flows down the river to the east, and it looks very inconspicuous among some of the painting boats that go back and forth.

Soon it stopped in a reed, and another black shadow came onto the boat.

Candles were lit in the shed, illuminating a simple log table in the center, on which there was only a pot of wine and a plate of fried peanuts.

Seeing the person coming, Xia Wuwu laughed, at least the person in front of him was his friend.

Mu Chen pulled down the black hood and laughed, he got up and poured a glass of wine for both of them, and then sat down a little dizzy, his hands flat, and collapsed comfortably.

"It's really embarrassing to think that my aunt's children will get married tomorrow, but I am still alone. He laughed, loudly.

"Come on, do it. Xia Wuwu raised his glass and touched it.

Mu Chen said loudly: "No, you toast my wine, I don't drink it!"

Xia Wuwu was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes narrowed, because he saw Mu Chen's fingers dipped in wine moving quickly on the dry round table, and he quickly wrote two words.

Tomorrow...

Mu Chen seemed to have drunk alcohol before he came, so he spoke loudly and didn't know how to restrain himself, and his emotions were also a little excited, "Do you kid think that you are proud of helping me? Don't think I don't know the good things you've done these days!"

Two more words were written on his fingers.

Wedding reception...

Xia Wuwu's eyes rolled sharply, and he suddenly understood, and looked slightly out of the window of the boat, where was a piece of reeds, shaking coldly in the autumn wind, but it was hazy, even if the moonlight could not shine into it, if someone was hiding, I was afraid that it would be extremely difficult to be discovered.

So, he snorted coldly, raised his voice, and said coldly: "Mu Chen, what do you mean?!If it weren't for me, how could you possibly sit in the position of the city lord of Tianyin City? Are you going to cross the river and tear down the bridge?"

Mu Chen's voice suddenly became excited, and he slapped the table suddenly: "Cross the river and tear down the bridge, thanks to what you said, the people who have come to me to complain in the past few days have lined up to Baihongqiao, you have to reflect on yourself." ”

And naturally there were a few more words on the table.

Don't go from the North Gate...

"What do I have to reflect on! You villain!" Xia Ren also said angrily.

Mu Chen sneered: "I'm a villain? I'm a villain, I won't allow you to be today, anyway, with your eldest brother in the future, he will be too much more than you! The Lang Sword Sect has him enough! From now on, you and I will be kind and cut off!"

His finger wrote the last word on the table: Run!

Together, it is: don't go to tomorrow's wedding banquet, escape from the north gate.

After yelling, he suddenly smiled, blinked, and used his mouth to make two words: take care.

Xia Wuwu also looked at him and smiled, even if the night was dark, the wind was cold, and the rivers and lakes were treacherous, but the smiles of the two of them were like golden light breaking through the black clouds.

If you have a friend like this, what more can you ask for?

Xia Wuwu lip synched: Thank you.

Immediately, he suddenly drew his sword and said angrily: "The surname is Mu, you get out of me!"

Mu Chen rolled his eyes and glanced at his friend opposite, looking at his angry appearance, and laughing quite amusefully.

Suddenly, he took out a strange columnar ornament of finger length from his bosom, made of bronze, with eighteen long dark gold snakes hovering densely over it, with their heads intertwined, and at the top of the column was a snake with its eyes closed, and at the bottom of the column was a three-pronged snake tail.

He suddenly reached out and deliberately slashed the back of his hand on the sharp blade of the young man's unsheathed sword, and then clenched his fist, still dripping blood onto the strange columnar ornament, and the drops of blood were like ink falling, and they suddenly opened.

Two or three seconds later, five words appeared on the finger-sized bronze pillar: Heavenly Dragon Hidden Cloud Pavilion.

He placed the ornament on the table softly, and said with a lip gesture: Go here.

Then Mu Chen's expression suddenly changed drastically, as if he had changed his face, and shouted: "You dare to hurt me! You give me to remember!"

He snorted coldly, wrapped himself in a black robe, got up angrily, and broke down the door.

Leaving only the thoughtful young man, he picked up the finger-sized bronze pillar and clenched it.