Zhuo Yan poured a glass of wine from the wine jug in front of him, and said, You haven't drunk much of your own portion in front of you, right? Let's drink a few glasses first, and let me think about what question to ask. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But how could you have thought of giving the jade pendant to that little Taoist priest? Cheng Fangyu was still ready to dig deeper in the direction of his "shrewdness". In the eyes of ordinary people, the behavior of these two Taoist priests is very much like a liar, a withered grass bracelet that no one will ask for, he actually said that it is more important than a family heirloom, and he made a bitter cry - even if he is not a liar, it is really a bit boring. To tell you the truth, Shan Xianxian, I was really surprised—and it wasn't even you who broke the treasure on his wrist.

Zhuo Yan naturally heard the cynicism in his words, and said with a smile, if the thing on his wrist was really crushed by me, I would not have made such a generous move. Cheng Zuo is a hundred times kinder than me--Since the grass ring was crushed by you, how could you let me carry this vat for you, and use the jade pendant given by the old sect master?

Cheng Fang slapped the table more and more, and the idea of a slight change in the Zhuo Yan Shicai incident suddenly disappeared.

Why be so angry. Zhuo Yan was still smiling. Anyway, in the end, you have nothing to lose, don't you? Counting it, my wishful thinking has failed, I originally thought that you would at least have to come up with something better than the jade pendant......

Seeing that Cheng Fangyue wanted to say something, he hurriedly said in a changed tone, but since they didn't ask for anything in the end, they didn't look like liars. Especially......

He paused. Have you noticed, Cheng Zuo, that old Taoist priest, changed his face when I mentioned Xia Zheng's name, and suddenly said no, as if he had some deep hatred with Xia Zheng?

Cheng Fangyue wanted to return to the topic, but he felt that he couldn't go back, so he had to be silent for a while, and said, I also feel - but it is not necessary to say that it is an enemy.

Why?

If they have a grudge against Xia Zheng, they should first ask about our relationship with Xia Zheng.

But you had already told him that it was Madame Zun who had treated him for an eye disease.

If it were an enemy, shouldn't he ask for some details about his eye disease? In short, he would never say goodbye and leave at once, and the act of removing the sword spike did not seem to be revenge, as if he was anxious to break ties with him.

I can't think of any reason to be so clean with someone?Zhuo Yan smiled. Unless it is, for example, Cheng Zuo hates me and disdains to be with me, if you meet someone on the road who gives you a piece of my things, you will immediately throw it away, and add "I don't know that kind of person", right?

Cheng Fang knew that he was provocative, but at this moment, his-for-tat heart faded, and he was thinking about the problem very seriously. The strangest thing is that it seems that the old Taoist knows all kinds of reasons, but the little Taoist does not. He said again. If the owner of Xia Zhuang was his enemy, he would have told his disciples early in the morning.

Yes, that's right. Zhuo Yan muttered. If you hate me, you'll tell all your men what a terrible person I am—there's no reason to be alone.

Cheng Fang was a little angry, seeing that he seemed to really subconsciously say this, he didn't know what tone to push back.

And if Xia Zheng was his enemy, he should have investigated everything about him clearly. Zhuo Yan said. The Blue Dragon Sect is a relative of Xia Zheng, and he must not know about it, and this is the head of the Blue Dragon Sect, and we are probably members of the Blue Dragon Sect - he will never know about it. The problem is that he really doesn't seem to know. This only shows that he doesn't care about these things at all, and he doesn't want them to happen in ......

Zhuo Yan paused.

...... In the sight of his little apprentice.

He said and smiled. I think this is very strange, but it's a pity that Xia Zheng went back a few days early, otherwise...... Just ask him, and you'll find out.

There is a chance for this kind of thing. Cheng Fangyu said. After all, it is a relative, the Qinglong Sect has a close relationship with Xiajiazhuang, and the next time you meet the owner of Xiazhuang, you will ask.

As he spoke, he was suddenly surprised that he and Shan Jiquan were discussing one thing so kindly and tacitly, and they also reached a consensus, and suddenly felt a mixture of frustration, shame and anger that was not too much to overcome, and his tone turned cold again, and he snorted, but we can't care about other people's affairs now, so it's better to see how to report to the sect leader about the attack just now.

Zhuo Yan habitually scratched her head. This kind of thing also needs to be rewarded?

Of course, as the left vanguard of the Blue Dragon Sect, this matter is the most important task in your part.

Oh...... I...... Slightly drank too much. Zhuo Yan began to play a bit of a scoundrel.

Those people should be the people of the heavenly city, and there will be no mistakes. Cheng Fang ignored him the more. He wouldn't believe that a person who had drunk less than a lap would get drunk. If it's really that fast, it's not fun.

That, so I want to ask, which is more important, my "priority" as a left vanguard, or "drinking"? Zhuo Yan asked another sentence.

Cheng Fang was slightly more and more stunned. It stands to reason that if they are attacked here, they should naturally return to Qinglong Valley immediately to report it, but he does have a little selfishness, because if he doesn't take this opportunity to pour down Shan Jiquan, he will not be willing to do so no matter what. Anyway, in his opinion, the people of Tiandu would never have the courage to bully Qinglong Valley.

Zhuo Yan saw that his face was cloudy, and he smiled and said, I'm just joking, Cheng Zuo doesn't have to think too much about it-then, it's always okay for me to punish myself, right?

This time, without waiting for anyone to speak, he had a glass of wine in his stomach again. Cheng Fangyue was also really puzzled sometimes-Zhuo Yan naturally knew that he wanted to pour him down, and he also kept saying that the amount of alcohol was not good, showing the appearance of cheating and begging for mercy, but he punished himself with a glass at every turn--what did it mean? The question that Zhuo Yan asked, if it was now in the rules of that quiz game, since he Cheng Fangyue couldn't answer it, he had already lost, and he should drink it.

Well, we're going to have to wait for the two of them to come back. Cheng Fangyue finally found a reason to justify himself. At least, we must meet everyone before we go back to Qinglong Valley.

In fact, it is not a mediocre hand to come. Zhuo Yan said. Looks like they're targeting you this time.

Cheng Fangyu didn't deny it, but he seemed to suddenly remember something, stared at Zhuo Yan for a long time, and was silent.

If it weren't for the little Taoist priest's injury, he would have chased them down and taken them down. Wei Xiang patted the table.

When Ling Li was in the Qinglong Sect, didn't he teach you a good lesson?" Zhuo Yan teased. Chase down a bunch of killers -- you're going too long, aren't you? Do you know what traps they've set up?

Hmph, so, if Ling Li is here at the moment, he can still come in handy, what about you? Gan Sijia sneered. I really don't know what the Sect Master thinks.

Gan Sijia was about to say more, but Cheng Fangyu suddenly raised his hand and signaled him to stop. He was still staring at Zhuo Yan, with an expression on his face, as if he had just thought about something clearly.

Shan Jiquan, I ask you. The killer who came in from the outside in the darkness rushed at me with the first blow, but I was facing the killer who appeared from the tavern. That's what I thought would be a hard time dodging a blow from behind, but then I wasn't hurt - someone behind me was picking up the move, wasn't it?

It's me. Zhuo Yan said. So you don't know, I've been a good person for nothing.

Cheng Fangyu's eyes narrowed slightly. You're not near me, and it stands to reason that you shouldn't be yours.

Then ask these two around you why they are so slow. Zhuo Yan said slowly.

What did you say. Wei Xiang and Gan Sijia retorted in unison, saying, at that time, things happened suddenly, even if they saw someone coming in outside, how could they know who they were targeting - unless they knew in advance who they were going to attack!

At that time, several people in the tavern had already pounced on Cheng Zuo's envoy - if the target was not him, could it be you? Or you? Zhuo Yan pointed at the two of them one by one as he spoke. Oh, the second sect leader can order, I want to see her early tomorrow morning, and no one is missing. If Cheng Zuo dies and the three of you commit suicide in shame, tomorrow she will definitely think that I have calculated you - then how can I justify it. No matter how "close" I am, I can only pass.

Although he was half talking nonsense, Wei Xiang and Gan Sijia still showed some shame in the end. Of course, they are also guarding against someone attacking, but in terms of this reaction, it is still far from Zhuo Yan's promise.

So—the blood on my sleeve—it's yours?" Cheng Fangyu said. That is, you are injured?

Zhuo Yan had a wry smile on her face. Cheng Zuo finally reacted. All I said was that I would bleed to death in vain.

Why didn't you say it! Cheng Fang stood up more and more. Even if you show favor in such a bitter state, I ......

Cheng Zuo, the two of us sitting at a table and drinking are already embarrassing enough, do you want me to take off my clothes and show my wounds? I don't have anything, it's just -- where do you put your face? If you are not happy, you will never drink with me in the future, so isn't the sect's plan for us to live in harmony again?

Wei Xiang has already said, opportunistic people, don't want to use this method to make people accept your affection.

Looking at his grinning face, he may not have been seriously injured. Gan Sijia is not lukewarm and authentic.

Whatever. Zhuo Yan's face sank, and her tone obviously became colder, and she didn't say a word more. Wei and Gan glanced at each other, and then looked at Cheng Fangyu.

saw that Cheng Fangyu was still frowning. Wrong. But he said in his heart. My sleeves are red, and his injuries must not be light, but looking at his current appearance, it should not be critical.

When he first saw the blood on his sleeve, he knew that it must be stained by the person behind him, but the closest person to him before was Pang Ye. After the Tiandu people retreated, he immediately looked at Pang Ye, he was wearing light-colored clothes, and there was no obvious blood on his body, Cheng Fangyue naturally thought that this injury should be left by the other party's killer, so he no longer cared. When it came to Fang Cai, he suddenly remembered to look at everyone, and found that Zhuo Yan was the only one wearing dark clothes—it seemed to be black, with a hint of dark red. If he had bled out, it would have been barely visible on his garment. He was not sure in his heart, and after thinking about the appropriate situation, he decided to ask for verification. Now that everyone else admits that they are not the ones who resist behind Shicai, then Zhuo Yan should not be lying.

As Zhuo Yan said, this is really a fact that he is very "unhappy".

Shan Xianxian, does it matter? The very sincere team leader beside Zhuo Yan was already nervous. Is it some medicine......

Not necessarily. Zhuo Yan was still cold, only spitting out three words.

Single-pioneer presumably ...... I won't risk my own life. Cheng Fangyue reluctantly said something. He really didn't know what means or tone or position to use for a while. The corners of Zhuo Yan's mouth moved slightly, and she raised her head and said, Okay, let's continue, it's my turn to ask questions-I changed my mind, I want to ask Team Leader Gan.

Gan Sijia was stunned. He thought that Zhuo Yan would ask Cheng Fangyu, but at this moment, he could only say, what do you want to ask?

Who do you think is better than Gu Xiaochen you used to talk to?

As soon as Gan Sijia sat down, he was provoked by this question and said, what do you mean, sow discord?

He didn't expect that Shan Jiquan, who had always accommodated everyone with a "smile" attitude, would also shoot the case, and this slap was heavier than him.

If you are asked to answer, you can answer, what nonsense! Zhuo Yan rarely spoke loudly.

At the wine table where there were two people missing, everyone had inadvertently changed positions when they sat down, so Zhuo Yan and Gan Sijia were almost facing each other. I saw that the eyes of the two had collided with each other, and the upper body leaning forward showed a certain imminent atmosphere.

At this moment, Cheng Fangyu finally clearly saw several dark red liquids flowing from the back of Zhuo Yan's hand pressed on the table. The back of the hand was a pale color that had not seen sunlight for many years, and the color of blood became clearer and clearer.

Single Pioneer - Don't get excited. Cheng Fangyue gritted his teeth, but still lowered his voice, pretending not to notice. Team Leader Gan, you answer him.

Gan Sijia snorted. He was embarrassed to mention Gu Xianxian-we didn't mention it, but he dared to mention it first!

Cheng Fang's tone became more and more serious, and for the first time, he called him by his name as it was. Answer his question!

Gan Sijia didn't expect Cheng Fangyue to shout at himself like this, and when he was stunned, his heart was full of resentment, his right leg stretched back, kicked away the stool, and ignored the fact that there were still people sitting at the other end of the stool, so he left the table and left.

Cheng Fangyue also felt a little angry in his heart, and looked at Wei Xiang. Wei Xiang already understood, and hurriedly got up and went out to chase. On the other side, Zhuo Yan was already laughing.

He was right. He looked at Cheng Fangyu and said. I'm just sowing discord - what can you do with me?

Cheng Fangyue did not speak. He didn't know how to refute it.

He knew that Zhuo Yan was actually right--the provocative meaning of his simple question could even be heard by a three-year-old child, but ordinary people would not ask, only he would. Perhaps the most terrifying thing about Zhuo Yan is that he knows too well about everyone's weaknesses, and he knows that some results can be easily achieved without any skill. He's just - as he said - just borrowing a little thing to remind Cheng Fangyue not to force people too much and treat him as nothing!

The two of them had just spoken, perhaps a little too much. Unexpectedly, Cheng Fangyu avoided his words and said another sentence.

Zhuo Yan snorted softly. Forget it. When did I care about what other people said? Especially -- people on your side, I don't care even more.

As he spoke, his brow furrowed inconspicuously. The wound was on his right upper arm near the armpit, and he couldn't help but press it lightly with his left hand. Cheng Fangyue saw him press a palm of blood out, and he was taken aback unconsciously, and said, you are not lightly injured!

Thanks to you. Zhuo Yan said, after drinking so much wine, I can't stop it.

On this side, the two team leaders under Zhuo Yan's command were already busy pulling the placket of their clothes to tie the wound for him, but he stopped him and stretched out his injured arm in front of Cheng Fangyu.

Why, is it just talking? He seems to be provocative, and he seems to bring back some banter as he is. At this point, I'll give you a chance and we'll make peace.

Cheng Fang saw that the color on his sleeve had deepened significantly, and the blood line on the back of his hand was dripping downward, although he was still scolding the word shameless in his heart, it seemed that such an injury was indeed not a joke. He had to take the strip of cloth in the hands of the two people, and quickly tied the upper end of the wound according to the tears on Zhuo Yan's sleeves and armpits.

Let's go. Zhuo Yan finally sighed, showing that she had lost something. For your sake, I'm responsible for getting Gan Sijia back for you.

Do you really think that Team Leader Gan will turn against me? I'm afraid he is not that kind of person! Cheng Fang became more and more stubborn. Shan Xianxian, I just focus on the overall situation, and I don't want you to be in any danger, but I really don't agree with your various practices, and even ...... It's a bit disgraceful.

Of course he won't turn against you. Zhuo Yan said with a smile. A question mentioning Gu Xiaochen is enough for you to share the same hatred.

You don't want to get an inch! I was about to say that - you dare to mention Xiaochen here, you must be thick-skinned enough!

You see, it's not like we're going to be angry with the enemy right away. Zhuo Yan smiled slightly and said this, his face immediately changed again, his tone turned cold, and said, Why don't I dare to mention it, why can't I mention it? Gu Xiaochen didn't die at my hands originally, I had no intention of killing him. It's just that his death is related to me, and I can't escape the blame, so there will be the truth that you are crusading against me all the time, but will it be your turn? Even if I want to settle the account, I will only accept the Gu family to collect debts, and I will not fight back the knife that Gu Xiaomeng stabbed me. Even if she stabbed me again, I wouldn't fight back. But you'll be spared! I don't have so many lives, not enough!

Naturally, you who have no heart or soul will understand the importance of friendship, and you will not understand our feelings. Cheng Fangyu said. It's true that we can't do anything to you because of the sect leader's strict orders, but you are a smart person, and you should understand that some bottom lines are better not to step on, I advise you to avoid provoking Xiaochen's old subordinates!

Zhuo Yan just sighed deeply. The deceased is gone, how much is the value of affection?

The more Cheng Fang wanted to refute, the more he raised his eyes, he saw that his gaze seemed to be looking away, and he didn't realize that his mind was different, and he remembered the incident that he had mentioned earlier. (To be continued.) )