A bean-sized drop of rain fell on the ground, stirring up a faint cloud of dust and smoke.
Immediately, more water droplets fell from the sky and landed on the trees, the ground and the rain pavilion. The crackling sound was endless and endless.
In an instant, the entire world was covered by heavy rain, and even the rolling mountains in the distance were shrouded in the rain, becoming hazy and illusory.
Fortunately, although the rain was strong, the wind was not strong. The wide and long rain pavilion blocked the showers and did not affect the people sitting in it.
Qin Qingxuan stared at Wang Chen, a look of doubt flashing deep in his starry eyes.
She already knew clearly about Wang Chen's or Ling Zhiyuan's life experience, and even had a detailed understanding of the former's experience after entering the Blood-Clothed Guard.
However, the more she learned about Wang Chen, the more doubts Qin Qingxuan had in her heart.
Before Ling Zhiyuan's father, Ling Hongyun, was killed, his story was lackluster and nothing special.
Xiwen has been tired of martial arts since he was a child. Although he has extraordinary talents, he does not know how to cherish them. He is still a first-level martial arts disciple in his teens. No one is optimistic that he will inherit the Ling family business in the future.
As a result, a disaster made Ling Zhiyuan suddenly grow up!
Not only did he join the Blood-Shirt Guards, but his cultivation level also improved rapidly in a short period of time, so he received meritorious service and was promoted as an exception.
Ling Zhiyuan, who was once considered weak and bullied, actually killed a bloodthirsty demon!
Become the youngest member of the 100 households in Xueyiwei!!
Such a growth experience was already incredible, but when Qin Qingxuan saw Wang Chen with her own eyes, she found that she could not figure out the details of this sixteen-year-old boy.
The latter's will is as solid as a rock and cannot be penetrated or probed!
Realizing that her charm did not work on Wang Chen, Qin Qingxuan felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.
But precisely because of this, she developed a strong fighting spirit.
Just when Qin Qingxuan made up his mind to conquer Wang Chen, he heard Wang Chen say: "It's raining heavily outside. I'll make a pot of tea first and talk slowly."
Make a pot of tea?
Qin Qingxuan was stunned - what do you mean?
Just like a magic trick, Wang Chen took out the tea stove, teapot, tea can, and tea set from under the stone table...
Qin Qingxuan was stunned.
She came here before Wang Chen and knew very well that there was nothing under the stone table.
And when Wang Chen got off the horse, he didn't take any luggage with him.
So where did these relatively small things come from?
Qin Qingxuan resisted the urge to look under the stone table and asked: "Brother Wang, is this the art of hiding weapons?"
I'm afraid only the secret techniques spread in the world are so magical, right?
But can the art of hiding weapons be achieved to this extent?
Wang Chen smiled: "It's a small trick."
He calmly lit the charcoal fire and placed the boiling pot filled with spring water on the red clay stove.
Qin Qingxuan's beautiful eyes turned, and after looking at it for a moment, she suddenly said: "I have learned tea ceremony from my master, so let Qingxuan do it."
Wang Chen said happily: "That's fine."
He didn't have any research on tea ceremony. Since the other party took the initiative to invite him, he was naturally happy and relaxed.
Qin Qingxuan took over the task of cooking tea.
She didn't talk nonsense, her movements were skillful and graceful.
Not long after, the spring water in the jar boiled, and Qin Qingxuan started a new step, heating the cup, shaking the pot, shaking the fragrance and washing the tea, waving the delicate fingers of her bare hands, it was a pleasure to watch!
"Brother Wang, please."
Finally, a cup of fragrant tea was given out, and the stunning beauty held it in both hands and served it.
"Thanks."
Wang Chen took it and drank it all in one gulp!
He tasted it and praised: "Good tea, good craftsmanship."
Qin Qingxuan's tea art is much better than him. The same Yunwu fragrant tea brewed by her is more flavorful and mellow.
Not only that, the tea also has a very faint fragrance of daughter.
It’s endlessly memorable!
Qin Qingxuan smiled brightly, with shallow dimples showing on her pretty cheeks.
After drinking three cups of hot tea, Wang Chen was still not finished and said, "Miss Qin, I've drank this tea too. Just say what you want to say."
Qin Qingxuan pondered for a moment.
She now somewhat understood Wang Chen's character, and after thinking about it, she asked, "Brother Wang, how much do you know about rebels?"
"Rebel?"
Wang Chen put down the tea cup and looked at Qin Qingxuan with a strange look: "Miss Qin, I am a blood-clothed guard!"
The blood-robed guards are the enemy of those who rebel against the party, and vice versa. As a member of the blood-robed guards, if there is any connection with the rebel party, it will be easy to kill everyone!
"I know."
Qin Qingxuan looked at the mountains in the distance, with a bit of sadness and sadness in his eyes: "People in the world regard rebelling against the party as a scourge, but they don't know that the so-called rebelling against the party is also a group of people who have the world at heart!"
"We, Yuhua Sword Studio, hide in the world during the prosperous times, emerge from the mountains in troubled times, and walk around the world alone with swords, assisting those who change the day and save the world!"
Wang Chen smiled: "Have you found this person now?"
"The great beams lose their virtue, their luck is about to end, storms rise from the sky, dragons and snakes rise from the land!"
Qin Qingxuan said in a deep voice: "Although Qingxuan has not been found yet, the so-called rebel has already accounted for a third of Liang's luck, and Yun Jiao will transform into a dragon just around the corner."
She stared at Wang Chen with a solemn expression: "Brother Wang, I see that you are blessed with good fortune. If you can take advantage of the rebels for your own use, you might as well become a snake and a python and ascend to the sky and ascend to the sky!"
If Qin Qingxuan's words spread, the Liang court will be furious, and Wang Chen will be in big trouble!
The so-called luck, the so-called dragon and snake, are simply not something that ordinary people can get involved with.
However, Qin Qingxuan's rebellious words were said with force and force, and contained a magical power that made people's blood boil.
I am afraid that there are not many young people in this world who can refuse to become the son of destiny!
However, Wang Chen only thought it was funny: "Miss Qin, it turns out you want me to abandon the bright and dark side and become a spy against the party!"
Qin Qingxuan was speechless immediately.
No matter how nice she said it, no matter how passionate she was, in essence, she really meant what Wang Chen said.
In fact, in Qin Qingxuan's eyes, people like Wang Chen are most suitable to be the pioneers of the king, dedicating their luck and even their lives to the real saviors.
Because Wang Chen has good fortune, but he doesn’t have the appearance of a python. At most, he has the status of a warrior!
But without exaggerating, how could it be possible for Wang Chen to defect to the Party?
Qin Qingxuan shook his head: "Brother Wang, you misunderstood..."
"okay."
Wang Chen interrupted her half-heartedly: "You've been doing this for a long time, but you're just doing it with nothing. There's no benefit at all. You just want me to be a spy against the party. You can tell me that!"
Qin Qingxuan's face turned red again: "Brother Wang, do you know that you are in danger now?"
"You want to say Qianlonghui?"
Wang Chen smiled and said: "The Qianlong Society assassinated me twice. It is said that they have a rule of no more than three. This third assassination will definitely send a real master."
"I guess it should be a fifth-level martial arts master!"
"And you want to say that there is a way to help me solve this problem, right?"