"A thief takes money from someone's hand, a little thief steals someone's life, and a big thief makes a fool of himself and everyone serves the king. Hearing the name of Xiying a thousand times, it's better to meet him once." Liang Boye filled a glass of wine, and Yaowu handed the wine back to him. Liang Boye.
"General Baiyu doesn't know something. We don't drink alcohol or eat anything that smells fishy."
Liang Boye patted his forehead, poured another cup of tea and pushed it to Yaowu, and then said: "Then let's drink. King of Thieves, let's replace the wine with tea."
Yaowan looked at the tea in the cup and then looked around. In a place where he was enjoying the day and night, he actually came here to drink tea. When word spread, Liu Xiahui would inevitably say it.
Yaowan took a sip of tea, and then said a little depressed: "I really don't know why I want to drink tea here..."
Liang Boye laughed heartily, showing his madness, and said: "Hahaha, a man has his own needs in his weak years. The place where people spend their time and have fun is not the place to have fun."
"This young master is right." There was a man who was dressed gorgeously and looked like a fairy. He was holding a slightly exquisite pipa in his arms. He gently moved his lotus clothes and carried the wind, and walked towards their table.
Seeing Meiji coming, Liang Boye nodded slightly and said: "With wine, friends and beauty, what else do you want from fame, fortune and wealth?"
Yaowan stood up and took out another ingot of silver and placed it on the table: "Then please ask this girl to serve him well. Yaowuan will leave first."
Yaowan had just left the flower house and the fairy-like woman left Liang Boye. Liang Boye drank a glass of wine and said: "These two people are really funny. A man pretends to be a gentleman and does not touch women, and a woman obviously likes her but is tempted in every possible way. .Isn’t the purpose of life in this world just to be happy?”
Just as he finished speaking, the fairy-like woman who had left earlier came back and added: "Then should I castrate you first?"
Liang Boye drank another glass of wine, looked embarrassed, and laughed loudly: "It's better to kill him with one knife. A man is dead. It's better to lose his life at all."
At the same time, in an elegant pavilion at the Supreme Peak of Muhan Tower, Zun Wuyou wore a plain gauze robe, with his hair disheveled and barefoot, holding a blue book in his hand and reading. There were things on the stone table. There was a pot of freshly washed Qiuzi pears. He reached out and grabbed one, took a bite, nodded, and said, "Well, it smells like honey and is delicious. Silently, do you want one?"
Leng Buyu appeared from the stone steps, his body still hidden under the cloak, and he didn't know whether his hands were clasped in his chest or pressed on his sword at this moment.
"Okay." Leng Buyu nodded, and then he also took a pear, but then he couldn't help but frown slightly and looked at the Qiuzi pear, "This pear is brown and ugly, and it doesn't look good."
After that, he took a bite, and the juice flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked it slightly. His eyes showed surprise and he said: "Well, it is indeed delicious and refreshing."
Zun Wuyou chuckled, and then said: "This is called Qiuzili, and it was originally supposed to grow in the dry places in the north..."
Leng Buyu was a little puzzled and asked: "Then where did you pick it?"
Zun Wuyou stood up and threw the blue book in his hand casually, and threw it into a bamboo basket next to the stone table. There were many blue books of ordinary style in the bamboo basket.
Zun Wuyou looked at the scenery below the peak, which was all green. He looked up again and saw the blue sky and white clouds. There were yellow cranes flying by and chirping several times.
"Hey, it's a pity that you are not Ruge and don't know the magic of fire, otherwise you can help me burn these things. These pears were given to me by people who live on the Abbot Fairy Mountain in the east. You said that I have great abilities. Do you dare to go there to pick pears?
?”
Leng Buyu frowned and asked doubtfully: "Abbot Xianshan? Isn't that the territory of Duan Qian's family?"
Zun Wuyou nodded slightly, threw the pear core into the bamboo basket, and said: "What a pity, the people on the island seem to really intend to isolate the Duan Qian clan from the rest of the world."
Leng Buyu smiled and said: "Duan Qian's family is not bad at all. At least I can see that you have lung fever from time to time."
Zun supported the guardrail with both hands and looked at the mountains again. He couldn't help but sigh slightly: "You don't know how much I want to ask people from Duan Qian's family to come out and help me."
"Then why does it have to be Duan Qian's family?"
Zun Wuyou shook his head slightly and asked, "Have you ever heard of You Lingxi?"
Leng Buyu put down the pear and pulled out the white firefly candle: "Is Yi Shuihan one of the three giants?"
Zun Wuyou nodded and continued: "From the information collected, You Lingxi is not a mortal but an immortal."
Leng Buyu frowned even more and said: "Immortal?"
Zun Wuyou nodded. He could understand Leng Buyu's surprise. There are many people who cultivate immortals in the world, and real immortals may be on fairy mountains and islands or in deep mountain caves without caring about worldly affairs. But this You Lingxi is not only involved in the world, but also a swordsman.
One of the three giants in the famous Yishuihan family. According to what Ying Ruge and several others said, it is against the rules of immortality for an immortal to enter the world.
"How the Immortal Rules have nothing to do with us, I am afraid that no one in Muhan Tower can compete with me." Zun patted Leng Buyu on the shoulder, "If something unexpected happens, then there is only one opponent for you, Xicheng
The Marquis of Zhongxi."
Leng Buyu didn't care whether he was an immortal or not. He laughed, with a hint of disdain in his laughter, and said: "I have always understood this. If it is really necessary to defy heaven and kill the immortal, it is necessary."
Zun Wuyou sighed again and said: "You can't fight him. It's a pity. Ru Ge went to the West Land, but Xiao Zun disappeared again. And although Ru Ge is an immortal cultivator, according to their standards of cultivating immortals,
It can be said that Ru Ge is just an uninitiated practitioner, not an immortal. You Lingxi's ability is probably a thousand times that of Ru Ge."
Zun Wuyou commented like this, Leng Buyu was a little confused and asked: "How did that old man, the King of Jinling, ask You Lingxi to help him?"
Zun shook his head slightly and said sadly: "I don't know, but even so, besides You Lingxi, there is another person in Yi Shuihan who is quite mysterious."
"Blood Phoenix?"
Zun chuckled: "It has not been confirmed that this man's swordsmanship may be higher than that of Zhong Xihou. I don't know what will happen if I compete with you. These are not what I am worried about. The only thing I am worried about is the man named Yan Yun.
Riding killer organization."
Mentioning Yan Yunqi, Leng Buyu said disdainfully: "Although Yaozi didn't say it, I know that he fought with masters in Hancheng. Perhaps, he is Yan Yunqi's people. If those people are really Yan Yunqi,
People like you really have no worries."
After hearing this, Zun Wuyou shook his head and said: "As you know, the Yanyun Cavalry is divided into eight levels. If nothing else, the Heavenly Host and the Dragon Riders are not good people. It is said that the twelve Cavalrymen of the Heavenly Host are all unparalleled masters in the world.
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Zun Wuyou lowered his body and rummaged around in the bamboo basket for something. He took out a blue book and handed it to Leng Buyu: "I have it, look at it."
Leng Buyu glanced at Zun Wuyou with disgust. The blue book in his hand was full of wine and fruit stains: "How is your behavior different from that of people in the market?"
"Don't tell me anymore, just take a look and you will know."
Leng Buyu casually turned it over several times before closing it and throwing it back into the bamboo basket: "So, the abandoned son of the Duan Qian family died on the Yanyun rider. Knowing this, the old thief Duan Qian actually still
He can live on an island but refuses to set foot in the Central Plains."
"It makes sense, I can't say more. If I can kill a member of Duan Qian's family, I don't know who is the master of the Yanyun Cavalry. If he is the last rider among the twelve riders, I don't know how the first rider is.
, there is no one in Muhan Tower who can stop me. The owner of the building and those old guys really left a big problem for us juniors."
Leng Buyu's brows remained unchanged and he asked: "What about Brother Ying?"
Zun Wuyou looked at Leng Buyu, chuckled, and then said: "This rude man is so ignorant. Fatty Jue hid in Duobao Pavilion when he came back. Don't go looking for this fatty for a while."
Mentioning Cassia Seed, Leng Buyu's eyes were slightly angry, and he was about to speak, but Zun Wuyou interrupted him.
"I already know that a treasure has been leaked from Duobao Pavilion. Ruge was injured by the Thunder Curse Ten Thousand Burials that Duobao Pavilion was still developing, and his bones and flesh were exposed."
Hearing that Ying Ruge was so hurt, her eyes widened slightly and asked: "Is the Thunder Curse of Ten Thousand Burials really so powerful?"
Zun Wuyou nodded slightly, and said with a bit of worry in his eyes: "Fat Jue has seen the man's injuries and can already see the bones. What do you think of the power of this thunder curse?"
"Zhuge's crossbows and thunder spells were all lost. Fatty's fault is bigger this time." Leng Buyu immediately looked at Xiang Zun, and he guessed an answer he absolutely didn't want, "It's not right to call me back this time."
Let me judge him..."
Zun Wuyou laughed, looked at Leng Bai with a playful expression, and asked: "Can you do it?"
Leng Buyu didn't hesitate and answered directly: "Yes."
The two looked at each other, and the air seemed to condense. Zun Wuyou suddenly laughed, like a child who had deceived his companions, and said: "My brothers have to help carry it, and they must not really use knives or guns to endanger their lives.
You said, if it wasn't Fatty's people who escaped, then who might have taken these things from Duobao Pavilion?"
"Are you suspicious of those thieves?"
Zun Wuyou nodded, sighed, and said: "Yaozi has the ability to take things out of Duobao Pavilion and out of Muhan Tower without anyone noticing. If so, then Yaozi will not steal his things."
, the only ones who are as capable as him are those few thieves."
Leng Buyu was confused and asked: "You summoned me back this time?"
Zun Wuyou's eyes changed, there was no emotion in them, and his tone changed, cold to the bone, and said: "I want you to kill someone."
Leng Buyu still said one word directly: "Say."
"White Ling Nine Arrows."
It was quiet again, the sound of wind, and the chirping of insects and birds were still there, but the two of them seemed to have never heard it. Zun Wuyou spoke first and said: "No words, Wu Nian and I will go to Thousand Stone City in a few days.
.By then, no one will make the decision in Muhan Tower, and those old guys who want to make trouble should show their fox tail."
"What?"
Zun Wuyou chuckled and said mysteriously: "Of course I thought it was too much money, so I went to gamble."
In response to this answer, Leng Buyu couldn't help but give Zun Wuyou a roll of his eyes, and Zun Wuyou laughed heartily. A figure walked slowly from a distance. He was a fat man, white and fat.
Fatty. Seeing this person coming, Zun Wuyou's expression and tone returned to their original state, neither sad nor happy.
He lowered his tone and asked, "Buyu, do you think Yaozi and I are the same kind?"
Leng Buyu looked at this friend who had known him for many years, and finally shook his head and said: "Yaozi is a thief, stealing other people's things. You just follow the way of heaven and get back what you deserve."