When Qin Songyue woke up, he was already in a spacious and bright upper room, he sat up, suddenly felt a dizziness in his head, and hung his head down again. At this time www.biquge.info he realized that the fancy clothes on his body had been removed, and only the close-fitting dirty clothes remained. Next to his bed, there was a set of navy blue clothes, which he shook in his hand and threw aside in disgust. He looked at the furnishings in the room, and the teapot and bowl on the table of the Eight Immortals met his eyes, and inexplicably, his mouth suddenly felt extremely thirsty. He didn't care about being disheveled, jumped off the bed, picked up the teapot on the table and poured it violently, the warm tea soaked into his throat, and the indescribable thirst was quenched.

When the physical discomfort was solved, Qin Songyue's energy was naturally invested in questioning everything around him, in his last remaining memory, when he stabbed at the wind with a devastating momentum, it seemed to smell a strange fragrance, although he held his breath, but it was too late, and his intuition was dark, and even the person with the sword fell in front of the wind. Thinking of this, as if telepathically, there were glittering black pieces in his field of vision, blocking his vision, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them again, those black pieces turned out to be more and more, bigger and bigger, and gradually stacked together, about to bring him into the darkness again. Even though his limbs were no longer obedient, he struggled to glance at the teapot on the table, and his body gradually collapsed.

Qin Song woke up again and again, and it was already three days later. The place where he woke up was very strange, it was actually at a banquet, so that even he couldn't tell whether he was in a coma or hallucination. This time, he felt that his brain power was much worse, many of the previous things had been blurred and difficult to recall, and there seemed to be little left of the undoubted things except his name and background. Knowing this seemed enough for him now, because he found that when he was communicating with others, he tried to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

How did I, Qin Songyue, become a mute? he thought sadly in his heart. But a few words of communication from others that inadvertently came into his ears just rightly resolved his sadness.

"Uncle Qin has been overworked in recent days, his liver is on fire, his throat is swollen and he can't speak, so don't make noise around him first, if you want to toast, do it first!" It turned out that I was just feeling a little sick, Qin Songyue listened, his heart was relieved, and he looked at that person with a little gratitude. The man reciprocated with respectful eyes.

"Qin Bojiu has not been out of the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he came to Jingdaomen for the first time when he came out of the mountain, the contempt sect is really full of brilliance, and the younger generation will toast you!" The man picked up the wine glass, came to his side, and swallowed the wine in the cup.

"Ahh

"Senior, don't talk back if you're unwell, this one doesn't know if you recognize it, the Jingdao Sect is not in vain!" Qin Songyue had another middle-aged man with a strong body beside him, pointing to the wind and explaining. Qin Songyue turned his gaze to this person, only to see that his demeanor was extraordinary, and there was a bit of domineering hidden under his gentle appearance, and it could be seen that he should be a well-known figure in the Jingdao Sect.

"Look at my memory," the man suddenly laughed awkwardly, and then said: "The junior's name is Li Yuanying, the helmsman of Jingzhao Branch of Jingdaomen! It's just that his eyebrows are lowered, and he really doesn't seem to dare to look at Qin Songyue, and this laughter is even more far-fetched.

Qin Songyue didn't seem to notice, he nodded, and showed a gentle smile to the two.

"These days, the seniors will live here with peace of mind, and if you need anything, just give orders!" Li Yuanying bowed to Qin Songyue, obviously extremely respectful, and after finishing speaking, he turned to the people in front of him and said, "If you have anything inconsiderate about your seniors, everything will be severely punished!"

"No!" The people who were still drinking noisily just now suddenly stopped everything in their hands, and bowed down in front of Li Yuanying and the other three together, and the sound of response was deafening. This time, it was Qin Songyue's turn to be honestly frightened, and he couldn't help but stand up.

"Get up!" the wind commanded faintly. There was another uniform response, and everyone on the ground returned to their seats, staggered and noisy as usual.

"There are all vulgar men in the door, which makes Qin Bo smile!" Feng said apologetically after relinquishing Qin Songyue into place. Qin Songyue listened, but waved his hand disappreciatively, and stretched out his thumb in front of the two of them.

"Uncle Qin has a good reputation!" Feng Bu smiled in vain, toasted Qin Songyue two more glasses, and asked Li Yuanying, "Is the room all cleaned up?"

"Go back to the master, everything is all right!" Li Yuanying replied and turned to Qin Songyue: "If the seniors are tired, the juniors can send someone to send you back to the room to rest!"

"Hmm!" Qin Songyue heard this, he was really a little tired, and in the noisy environment, this feeling seemed to be a little heavier, he arched his hand towards the two of them, signaling to take their leave. Li Yuanying comprehended, and swept his eyes to the people in front of him, looking for a suitable escort candidate.

"Lao Li, it's better for you to work hard yourself!" Feng Buyuan patted him on the shoulder.

"The order of the head of the family, his subordinates will do their best!" Li Yuanying took the order and made a gesture of invitation to Qin Songyue.

In this way, Li Yuanying accompanied Qin Songyue and walked towards his residence. Walking on the road, Li Yuanying looked back and smiled at Qin Songyue from time to time, and Qin Songyue also responded frequently, but there were many times, and he felt that this Li Duo Master was too enthusiastic, but he was a little annoyed, and he just looked forward to returning to his residence earlier. In fact, how could he know what kind of confusion Li Yuanying was after his smile. Maybe in Qin Songyue's existing memory, the two were just the first time they met in Pingshui, but in Li Yuanying's impression, how could Qin Songyue, who was incompatible with him before, be like this.

Since the fall of Xiaojian Villa, Li Yuanying has felt that there is a veil between him and the wind, although he has always regarded Mingzhe as his classic life, but the unpredictability of the wind makes him secretly impetuous.

Li Yuanying, a person who does not leak a drop of water, also made a mistake in "concentrating on thinking" for the sake of the long term, and Qin Songyue followed a huge circle behind him before returning to his residence, and his face seemed to have an impatient look.

Master, what are you going to do? Until Qin Songyue closed the door heavily, Li Yuanying still thought so.