Xu Yin chewed the wolf leg meat and drank wine. What happened last night was enough to make any man have endless aftertaste.
But he had been surrounded by countless stunning women, and he no longer had any sense of mystery about women, especially women he had already fallen in love with.
Shan Meixian seemed to feel Xu Yin's indifference, and she walked to Xu Yin's side with hatred.
"I am going to kill you!"
Xu Yin chuckled and said, "You can't pass the test in your heart."
"I never imagined that you are such a selfish and heartless man."
"I didn't take the initiative last night." Xu Yin smiled half-heartedly.
Shan Meixian bit her lips lightly, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, "You should already know that that was definitely not my intention! You are simply taking advantage of others' danger!"
Xu Yin spread his hands with a ruthless look on his face, "As the old saying goes: Don't take advantage of it, you bastard."
Only then did Shan Meixian realize that the man in front of her was not only ruthless, but also extremely thick-skinned and shameless. He was not worthy of the title of Sword God!
Her chest rose and fell for a long time and she said, "I want you to come with me!"
Xu Yin leaned on the collapsed Buddha statue, picked up the wine bottle and took another sip, "Where to go? Yingui Sect?"
Shan Meixian was filled with resentment when she thought about how her mother would drug her to fulfill that disgusting uncle.
"I have sworn to sever all ties with the Yingui sect. From now on, I will betray the school and no longer be a descendant of the Yingui sect!"
Xu Yin had already guessed the reason and said: "It seems that Empress Zhu gave you the medicine. She is really willing to give it up."
Shan Meixian no longer wanted to think about that matter and said, "Do you want to go with me?"
Xu Yin said with a smile: "You and I are already married. According to common sense, it is called marrying a chicken, following the chicken, marrying a dog, following the dog. A wife should follow her husband's will, so why should I go with you?"
Shan Meixian was very strong-willed by nature. She bit her lip again and tears were about to fall from her eyes. Any man's heart would melt when he sees such a charming woman looking aggrieved and crying.
But Xu Yin crossed his arms and smiled, refusing to accept this trick at all.
Drifters are always free, so their hearts never rest on one person.
Shan Meixian stomped her feet angrily, "You will not end well if you stay in the Western Regions. Now that the Yingui Sect knows you are here, the court, the Turks and all forces in the Western Regions will know about it soon. The life of the Sword God is always more valuable.
Especially since many people already regard you as a thorn in their flesh."
"Xu's heart is home wherever he goes. Even if three thousand enemies want to bite my bones, I have a sword to sweep them all away."
This man is indeed strong enough to say such grand words. It can also be seen from the side that he will never tie his heart to a certain place, so Shan Meixian already knows that he cannot tie him down on his own.
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She suddenly laughed, bright and bright, and a little cunning, as if she had never cried before.
Xu Yin looked shocked, how could it be such a coincidence?
Shan Meixian walked towards the temple, smiling as she walked: "Eighteen years later, if you are not dead, I will bring our children to find you."
Saying that, with a proud chuckle, he mounted his fast horse and left calmly.
On the other side, Zhu Yuyan was a little surprised when she saw that the night had passed and neither Bian Fulai nor Shan Meixian came back.
Maybe Shan Meixian can't think about it for a while and hides and gets angry, but Bian will definitely come back.
She felt something was wrong and immediately sent someone out to look for him.
Not long after, people from the Yingui sect found Bian Fuxiao's body in the ruined temple.
The disciples of the Yingui Sect were greatly surprised and did not dare to damage the scene, so they quickly called Zhu Yuyan over.
Zhu Yuyan could tell who killed him just by looking at the sword mark on his chest, and immediately had a very bad premonition.
Bian Fuli's death was not a big blow to her, but when she thought that the successor she had high hopes for would most likely lose her virginity at the hands of that person, Zhu Yuyan felt almost dizzy.
She quickly sent horse thieves to look for Shan Meixian and Xu Yin everywhere, but she knew it was too late...
Xu Yin walked around in circles, seemingly wandering aimlessly, but he came to Gaochang City again. This time he did not disguise himself, so he entered the city with his true face.
He was drinking in a restaurant, but an uninvited guest had already sat down in front of him.
Song Que pressed Xu Yin's wine bottle and said, "I never thought that the Sword God would be so fond of what's in the cup."
Xu Yin raised his head and glanced at the perfect man opposite him, and smiled: "I have a wide range of interests, especially beauties and fine wine."
Song Que said: "I don't believe that a swordsman who can use such sword skills must be a person who is loyal to the sword, extremely skilled in the sword, and has nothing else but the sword."
Xu Yin praised: "You are right, my heart can accommodate all things, but no matter how many and complex all things are, they cannot occupy the place of one sword in my heart."
This sentence made Song Que stunned. He seemed to have faintly sensed another level of swordsmanship beyond the realm where there was nothing else but the sword.
Those who have a true sword in their heart should not care about the chaos and complexity of the world of mortals. Just like wine and meat passing through the intestines, it remains in the heart of the Buddha. He does not deliberately seek to be the only one, but can keep the only one, which is the original truth.
Song Que no longer stopped Xu Yin from drinking. He poured a glass himself and drank it down. However, he felt that the strong alcohol burned his throat and made him feel slightly uncomfortable.
"People who are used to drinking good wine will never be able to adapt to bad wine outside the Great Wall, so there is no need to force it."
Song Que asked: "If this wine is so inferior, why can you drink it so happily?"
Xu Yin said: "Drinking wine is not alcoholic, not clear, not fragrant, not strong, just because when a man drinks, what he drinks is the taste of the wine."
Song Que chuckled and said, "In addition to the mellow and fragrant aroma, the refreshing taste, what else can the wine taste like?"
"The taste of wine can be lonely, aloof, cold and arrogant, heroic, or it can be swords, knives, fists, or palms! What will you taste when you drink the wine?"
Song Que shook the wine glass, looked at the bad wine with sediment, drank it again, frowned slightly, closed his eyes and thought deeply.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a slight blood color in them.
"I tasted the smell of blood."
Xu Yin smiled and said: "Interesting."
"Now that blood has been tasted, someone will bleed!"
"I remember you were chasing Xi Ying, but he still seems to be alive and well."
Song Que said: "I have wasted too much time chasing him, and it has also made me lose interest. Now I have a new prey."
"You want to invite me to hunt with you?"
"You must be very interested in this prey."
Xu Yin shook the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. The bad wine burned his throat, burned his heart, and rolled his stomach. However, his eyebrows stretched out, as if he were drinking nectar. He didn't know what kind of taste he felt in the wine.
"who is he?"
"Pei Ju!"
"hehe……"
"He also has another identity, the Evil King!"
Xu Yin's eyes flashed and he looked at Song Que, "You already know?"