Jin Long poured a bowl of wine and handed it to Qin Yan: "Master Han, please!"

Qin Yan looked at his expression and felt that he should not do such a vicious thing as poisoning, so he took the bowl and drank it in one gulp.

"Okay!" Jin Long praised, and wanted to salute the second bowl, "Although it is the first time that Han Gongzi and I have met, we seem to have known each other for a long time. Come, salute Han Gongzi again!"

Although the person next to him looked angry, he also raised the wine jar for Qin Yan to fill.

Qin Yan looked up, then turned the bowl downward, refused Jin Long's toast again, and said: "The contemptible person has a bad amount of wine, and if you drink it again, you have to lie down, so you have to live up to Brother Jin's good intentions." ”

The young people suddenly burst into laughter, and ridicule erupted: "This is the person Yin Xiu fancies?" "Three bowls will be poured, and it is still not a man!" "How can you be embarrassed to entangle Miss Xin like a bear?" "Nest!" ......

Qin Yan listened to it, and his face was calm. Many times he was able to ignore the life and death of the ants, let alone care about their opinions, so his attitude was detached. His gaze went beyond the faces of displeasure or disdain, and fell on a pretty figure in the distance with his back to this side. Xin Xian seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned around, with an innocent and confused look. But at the moment when Qin Yan retracted her gaze, she stuck out her tongue and smiled weirdly.

Jin Long saw that Qin Yan's emotions were not fluctuating due to ridicule, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. He was the leader of the young people in the village, and certainly not a stupid man, and he knew that someone was using them as a gunman, but the crowd was so excited that he had to do it. He just wanted to pour Qin Yan down, but it seemed that this trick would not work, so he had to change his tricks.

Just when Jin Long hesitated slightly, a thick voice came out of the crowd, pointed at Qin Yan's nose and shouted: "Boy, you are not worthy of Miss Xin, I want to wrestle with you!"

"Yes, Grizzly, fall him to death!" "Fall so you can't recognize him!" "That's it!"

The golden dragon smiled wryly. The grizzly bears are savage, and they are not very popular with people on weekdays, but they have won a round of applause from the same enemy.

Qin Yan looked at the strong man in front of him who was two or three heads taller than himself, and estimated that his two thighs together were only as thick as one of his arms, and quickly shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't wrestle." ”

Again, the remark caused laughter. Grizzly glared at him, pointed his finger at the tip of his nose a little closer, and exclaimed, "How can a man not wrestle?

At this time, Ye Piaoling hurried over and said in a cold voice: "Golden Dragon, Grizzly Bear, what are you doing?"

Hearing the voice of the little boy, the noise in the crowd suddenly stopped halfway. But Grizzly didn't buy it, he slapped his chest and shouted: "This is a matter between men, don't worry about it, little boy!"

By this time, the mastermind behind the farce had left the lively clearing, and on a hillside where the flames could not shine, she was bathed in the cold moonlight, walking among the delicate flowers, stopping from time to time to sniff the refreshing fragrance.

The moon shines like water, surrounded by a rich floral fragrance. The gentle wind ruffled the ends of her smooth hair, and the girl gently stroked it, and the bell on her wrist rang softly and pleasantly. She paced into the depths of the brilliant fragrance, and the waves of the sea of flowers rose and fell. The peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other, and the slender figure is independent of the moon, and the shadow of the peerless elegance has been faintly cast.

The girl picked a pink flower casually, took it to her eyes and looked at it, stopped, and looked up to a full moon in the twilight on the horizon, with a misty look in her eyes. The bells gradually stopped, the birdsong was scarce, and the mountains and forests seemed abruptly quiet for a while, even dead silence, just like the girl's mood at the moment. She missed that eternal back again.

With a soft sigh, the petals scattered, swirling and falling with the wind, and a few petals landed on her pale green dress, which should have been a beautiful embellishment, but after a few moments, it turned into a few pieces and fled in a hurry like the sharpest blade, and then was cut into a little powder by the invisible chaotic blade, and fell into the dust.

All beautiful things cannot escape the ravages of fate. But that's good for her, the most beautiful Shaohua of a woman is only a little more than ten years, let him always remember her good side, and then he can torture him for the rest of the decades. Xiao Luoyan, you are really a good idea, but the funny thing is that I actually hit your net headlong, and I was also buried with you, becoming an insignificant mass of paper money and ashes......

It seems that twenty years have passed in an instant, and the figure of the girl suddenly becomes lonely and gloomy.

"How can a woman get into the eyes of another person? beauty, temperament, martial arts, family background, bloodline, or those piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings that please men? No matter how hard she tries, she doesn't want to return to the dust after her appearance declines? Is everything only expected to be fate? Why ......?"

She lowered her eyes, and her gaze fell on the emerald green bell on her left wrist. It was a gift from Senior Sister Heavenly Medicine Immortal the day before yesterday, and it was complementing her.

The lonely bell can not only play a light and pleasant tune, but also make a drunken rhyme that seduces the soul. The small emerald green bell can be turned into a murder weapon that kills people without seeing blood when necessary. However, the reason she accepted the bell was simply because of its name.

Lonely Joy ...... Can you still feel laughter when you stand alone? Is this a consolation from your sister, or is it just an unintentional move?

It doesn't matter, she likes the name, that's enough.

The bell is still ringing in the mountain wind, and the exquisite sound is intoxicating. She remembered the once gentle face again, and in the reminiscences over and over again, she enjoyed the heart-rending loneliness and remorse.

No one knows that the girl who is ruthless to everyone also has such a sentimental side at night.

"Hao Chengang, if she wasn't so beautiful, would you still remember her......"

The girl muttered to herself, her eyes misty. But there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from the side, and a voice touched the eardrums of Mao Ye: "In your heart, all men are like this, right! Even Hao Chengang is just greedy for someone's beauty?"

Xin Xian raised her delicate eyebrows, and shouted awefully: "You also deserve to mention his name, just a coward who has taken shit luck......" She suddenly stopped talking, turned around, and had a sweet smile on her face, and said softly: "Brother Qiu Yao, you are here." ”

Fang Qiuyao's clothes were a little messy, and he could see that he was in a hurry. He stepped closer and said in a deep voice, "I want to ask you, what is your purpose in provoking those people to deal with Brother Han?"

"Brother Qiu Yao, do you also come to the door for this little thing?" Xin Xian pursed his lips like a coquettish, and did not make a boring denial, his two flawless little hands like green and jade were folded together, and he bowed his head slightly, "I saw that he was very boring, and he was bored when he was idle anyway, so I would have some fun for him! A little trouble, Uncle Han should be able to solve it easily, right?"

She raised her face, blinked her eyes, and there was a pure sparkle under her long eyelashes, which made Fang Qiuyao stunned, and the step she took could not fall for a long time. After a while, he said: "No matter how big or small this matter is, it can't get rid of the essence of sowing discord." A woman like you is really scheming, no wonder-" Qingyue's bell rang again, and a line of soft light under the moonlight suddenly became bright, Fang Qiuyao hurriedly turned his head, the side of his face was blown by a strong wind, and a strand of long hair was spilled on his shoulder.

Fang Qiuyao drew his sword angrily, and a chill emerged from the sword, reflecting the cold light of the moonlight.