The voice came from the attic, and when Zhou Mengdie hurriedly looked up, he saw that the person's face was like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, his smile was like the flower of spring dawn, his temples were like a knife, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his cheeks were like peach petals, and his eyes were seven feet tall, but he gave people the feeling of standing up to the sky.

The moving face made Qunfang lose color, but he was dressed in a man's green clothes, which only made people regret and couldn't help but exclaim, "What a bright son." ”

Zhou Mengdie gave a salute from afar and said: "In the next Zhou Mengdie, she is Wan'er's master, and I thank Brother Yanran for his help." ”

Before Yan Ran could speak, another woman turned down from the attic, causing many men downstairs to let out an exclamation, and then with a look of obsession, they shouted in unison: "Youruo, Youruo"

Zhou Mengdie took a closer look at the woman, only to see that her muscles were like snow, her facial features were as delicate as celadon, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water.

Even Zhou Mengdie, who was full of first faces, unconsciously looked at it twice, but the expression that was originally soft was instantly cold, and she let out a cold snort slightly, and then stopped looking at Zhou Mengdie, went downstairs, grabbed Wan'er's arm and went straight to the attic.

Zhou Mengdie had already reacted, glanced at Yan Ran with some embarrassment, and then saw that after he gave him an understanding look, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "I'm out of shape." ”

"If that's the case, please don't blame Brother Zhou, please go upstairs. Yan Ran came downstairs. After Weiwei and Zhou Mengdie. But he doesn't look at other sons, young masters and high-rollers. With just one hand, he led Zhou Mengdie to the second floor first.

Turning a hallway, I went to a wing room on the third floor.

Pushing open a window and glancing at the pedestrians coming and going outside, Yan Ran smiled at Zhou Mengdie, and then ordered: "Come here, prepare some wine and food with me." ”

Zhou Mengdie and Yan Ran didn't talk about anything too much during their first drink, and Zhou Mengdie felt that he was younger than herself. The things the two talked about were just some trivial rumors in the rivers and lakes, as well as some ordinary basic martial arts cheats and so on.

The wine in the Flower Pavilion is worth a thousand gold, but it is really good wine, regardless of Zhou Mengdie's deep internal strength, his head is slightly groggy after drinking a jar.

That Yan Ran was also a little drunk, and began to talk about some problems in martial arts with Zhou Mengdie, a hero who had heard countless times in Wan Qing's mouth, and many doubts that plagued him in his heart were taken out. I thought that Zhou Mengdie was just a master of the hero realm like him, and he was only in the middle stage of the hero, so it was impossible to help him much at the peak of the hero.

But he didn't want to, but Zhou Mengdie didn't want to, so he casually woke up his doubts. It made him have the illusion of facing a grandmaster again.

A hint of joy appeared on his face, and after giving a salute to Zhou Mengdie. He toasted Zhou Mengdie with another glass of wine.

The more he drank it, the happier this person became, and Yan Ran, who originally wanted to drink this jar of wine and rest there, called someone to send another jar in.

Yan Xi entered the room a little apprehensively, put a jar of wine on the ground, and walked to Yan Ran's side and whispered a few words.

That Yan Ran was immediately stunned, the drunkenness in his eyes disappeared, and said: "No one has made trouble in my Flower Pavilion for many years, and these strangers are actually bold enough to come around in my Flower Pavilion? Where is the curtain Qianyuan?

The Yan said worriedly: "Brother Qianyuan is really confronting those people, but there are many of them, and I'm afraid that Brother Qianyuan is not an opponent." ”

Zhou Mengdie, who was on the side, frowned and asked, "Yan Xi, who are the disciples of those people and what sect?"

Yan Xi was slightly stunned, glanced at Zhou Mengdie on the side and said: "Two of them are disciples of Wudang Mountain, one is a disciple of the Kunlun faction, and three of them are disciples of Qingcheng Mountain, eh, by the way, there is also a disciple of Tibetan Sword Villa, but he didn't say anything disrespectful, just stood behind this group of people, I don't know if it's a group." ”

Zhou Mengdie was slightly stunned, and said, "Disciple of Hidden Sword Villa?" Then he said: "I want to go and see if my Hidden Sword Villa is the third generation disciple who dares to make trouble in the Qinglou." ”

Three jars of yellow soup went down to the stomach, and Zhou Mengdie's nearly fifty years of mental experience in her past and present lives were all for naught. Like an ordinary stunned young man, he picked up his sword and walked out of the room without saying a word, and he didn't estimate Yan Xi who seemed to want to stop him.

With a slightly red face, he went down to the second floor step by step, and when he looked down, he saw the face of the person who came, it was no one else, it was really the old acquaintance Long Xingtian.

A hint of annoyance appeared on his face, and without saying a word, he rushed forward and shouted at everyone, "Are you making trouble?"

As soon as his words fell, he had already attracted everyone's attention, and when he looked up at Zhou Mengdie, who was almost drunk at a glance, a hint of familiarity appeared in Long Xingtian's eyes.

The disciples of the Kunlun faction saw that someone was scolding, and they didn't care about the curtain Qianyuan who stopped in front of them, and shouted at Zhou Mengdie: "It's the little master, let's invite the Youruo girl out quickly, our brother came from all the way to see the Oiran, just to see the Oiran in this Flower Pavilion, to see if the Oiran in this Flower Pavilion is as beautiful as the rumored in the market." It's not for the sake of looking at those vulgar fans. ”

A Wudang disciple was originally looking at the excitement with a smile on his face, but he didn't want to suddenly discover the real martial arts sword that Zhou Mengdie was carrying behind his back, so he was immediately stunned, and hurriedly pulled another Wudang disciple beside him, and then pointed to the real martial arts sword behind Zhou Mengdie, which frightened the person and immediately showed a shocked face.

The two of them didn't wait for the Kunlun sect disciple to finish speaking, they shrank their heads together and walked towards the door of the Blossom Pavilion, Long Xingtian of the Hidden Sword Villa glanced at the Wudang disciple who left quietly with some doubts, and then looked at Zhou Mengdie, but suddenly thought about his identity, and was so frightened that his mouth opened, and he turned around and left without saying hello.

A trace of doubt appeared on the face of Mu Qianyuan, who was facing them, but he was silent, and when the Kunlun disciple's words were just finished, he turned his head very arrogantly and said to the person behind him: "Brothers, did you say?"

But when he looked back, he found that the three disciples of the Great Sect who were originally his backers had disappeared, and only the three disciples of the Qingcheng Sect cheered and applauded him, but when their words just fell, they had already noticed that something was wrong, and at the same time, when they watched the opening film, they also found the three disciples of the Great Sect who had disappeared.

couldn't help but glance at each other, and then glanced at Zhou Mengdie, who was walking towards them on the stage, a trace of panic appeared in their eyes, although they didn't understand why Zhou Mengdie could scare away the elite disciples of Wudang and Tibetan Sword Villa as soon as he came out, but they still chose to run away very wisely.

As soon as the three disciples of the Qingcheng faction ran, the disciples of the Kunlun faction panicked instantly, looking at Zhou Mengdie with a complicated expression, but they didn't know where the drunken ghost in front of him came from so much power, and as soon as he appeared, he was so frightened that his friends ran away without saying a word.

People have a blind obedience mentality, and when the disciples of the Kunlun faction saw that their partners had run away, they immediately did not dare to stay for a long time, and before Zhou Mengdie could speak, they turned around and ran towards the door of the Blossom Pavilion.

He had just run away, followed by several timid guests who ran out of the gate. Soon after, the guests who had run out ran back again, and the people on the side asked with some curiosity, "What did you run just now?"

"I saw they all ran away, and so did I, hey, where did that man go?"

"The man was laughing so mightily just now, but unfortunately he went upstairs as soon as he finished laughing, otherwise he really wanted to make friends. A look of admiration appeared on the face of a young man holding a folding fan on the side, and then he said to a young man on the side.

After Zhou Mengdie went upstairs, after glancing at Yan Ran, the two of them looked at each other and let out a hearty laugh, which made Yan Xi on the side stare at the two of them inexplicably for a long time, and after they sat down to drink together, Yan Ran suddenly said loudly: "You come to be my manager, the top and bottom of this Flower Pavilion are all taken care of by you, and you can choose the girls in the pavilion at will." ”

Zhou Mengdie drank all the wine in the cup, shook his head and said, "Although the Flower Pavilion is good, the person I love is not here. Then, as if thinking of something, he continued: "If you are disappointed one day, you may come here again to ask for a glass of forgetfulness." ”

After speaking, he suddenly shouted: "Good wine, really good wine." At the same time, the sword was unsheathed, and he used his swordsmanship with messy steps.

That Yan Ran looked at Zhou Mengdie's sword dance with a confused look, and only after a long time did she shout hello, with a crimson face and a delicate expression, if it was a woman, what kind of country and city should she be.

Zhou Mengdie danced with a sword, but threw the sword in his hand towards Na Yanran, seeing that he steadily caught the soft sword to ward off evil spirits, and after shouting twice in his mouth, he used all the way to the sword.

This way of swordsmanship is similar to the Hundred Flowers Sword Method, but it is different from the Hundred Flowers Sword Technique There are many types, it has only one kind, which is always like an epiphany, but it gives people a beautiful and joyful feeling.

Zhou Mengdie's eyes also became confused, and faintly, Le Qingyi from many years ago appeared in his mind, and she had never danced a sword at that time.

Some people, some things, obviously don't want to remember, but always recall them inadvertently. (To be continued.) )