"Brother, let's drink some wine."
Zhuge Xiaoshan ordered a table full of dishes, and took out a jar of Longquan wine from his cosmos bag.
Only the leaders of the major Confucian orthodoxy had the opportunity to drink this grade of Longquan wine.
Yan Chaoyang seemed a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, and just quietly accompanied him.
"Brother, how many places have we not been to?" Zhuge Xiaoshan drank a few cups of wine, and stupidly counted with his fingers, "One, two, three, four, five … Oh, so many, Brother, in my opinion, if we keep going like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to reach the end of our lives …"
"Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you." Yan Chaoyang suddenly grabbed Zhuge Xiaoshan's hand, "Don't drink too much, you'll get drunk."
Zhuge Xiaoshan suddenly blushed, gently struggled twice, and suddenly became especially angry, "Brother, we … we're both men, can't you consider my feelings!"
"I'm sorry." Yan Chaoyang had to let go.
Zhuge Xiaoshan's anger still hadn't disappeared, and with a straight face said: "I've said several times, we can only be brothers, because you're older than me, I call you Brother, that's out of respect, don't use this to bully me."
"I'm sorry." Yan Chaoyang sadly said.
A man like an iron tower, also has his weak moments.
"Forget it, I'm going to rest, Brother, you should also sleep early." Zhuge Xiaoshan suddenly became cold, and pushed Yan Chaoyang out of the door.
Yan Chaoyang was pushed out of the door, but as if he couldn't walk, he stood at the door as if he had lost his soul.
A whole night passed like this.
When he woke up, he suddenly turned around and pushed the door, only to see that the bed was empty, the window was open, and a bleak autumn wind blew in, blowing a piece of paper on the table towards him.
He caught it and saw that it said, "Senior Brother, thank you for taking care of me these days, but I really don't have any fetishes. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, let's separate, lest rumors spread and affect the reputation of Half-Mountain Hut." Senior Brother, you don't have to come back. Master accepted you as a disciple just to find a free bodyguard to escort me to train. Now that your mission is complete, it's more convenient for you to be alone in such a big world.
The signature was Zhuge Xiaoshan.
Yan Chaoyang's heart suddenly became empty. Emptiness meant that there was nothing left, including emotions and memories.
What followed was a huge rebound.
The more empty the blank was, the more severe the rebound.
It was a great sorrow. His whole body was surrounded by the tide of pain. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't struggle, and he couldn't speak. Even the air seemed to be filled with lead. It was so heavy that it wanted to push him into the abyss.
Yan Zhaoyang was surrounded by an unprecedented experience.
A man like an iron tower also had times when he was weak.
However, a man like an iron tower usually wouldn't be weak for too long. He only took a deep breath and pulled himself together again. He turned around and strode away with firm and persistent steps.
For a man like him, this little setback couldn't knock him down. On the contrary, it strengthened his determination to challenge the secular world.
Many people in the world often stopped at this step.
…
The twin mountains at the border between the Dragon Emperor Territory and the White Tiger Territory.
Since ancient times, the twin mountains had been known for their verdant hills and limpid waters. The reason why they were called twin mountains was because the eastern and western mountains were almost exactly the same in shape, so they were called twin mountains.
There was a lake in the middle of the twin mountains. The lake was surrounded by bamboo forests. The Cloud Pavilion was built in such a paradise.
"Look, that's the embroidered building in the middle of the lake. Many famous clothes in the world come from here." Huang Shaoyu walked on one of the mountain paths of the twin mountains while pointing at the bamboo houses in the middle of the lake.
"With my relationship with my cousin, it's a piece of cake to ask for a famous dress for you," he said proudly.
Yan Li thought of something and said, "I don't want a famous dress. How about you do me another favor?"
"Oh?" Huang Shaoyu said in astonishment, "Which young hero in Jianghu doesn't want to buy an impressive outfit? Well, I owe you a favor anyway. You can use it however you want. What do you need? "
"Use the power of the Greenwood Tribe to help me investigate the current situation of the Half-Mountain Hut," Yan Li said.
"The Half-Mountain Hut?" Huang Shaoyu rubbed his chin and said suspiciously, "How are you related to the Half-Mountain Hut?"
"Don't ask so many questions," Yan Li said.
"Okay." Huang Shaoyu shrugged. "I'll ask someone to do it later."
As they walked down the mountain path, they saw a tall gate tower between the two mountains. There were a few guards in black and white attire on the tower. They had noticed someone approaching and were on guard with their weapons in hand.
"Open the door, open the door now. Are you blind? Can't you recognize who I am?" Huang Shaoyu felt that he was humiliated and scolded unhappily.
The door opened slowly. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a sword on his back walked out with a sullen face. "Huang Shaoyu, you're here to freeload again. How can you be so thick-skinned?"
The boy was dressed in black attire. His black hair was tied into a neat ponytail. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His eyes were bright and full of expression. Although he still looked young, he already had a heroic aura.
Huang Shaoyu was not ashamed. Instead, he was proud. He laughed and said, "Yi Tian Xing, it's you again, you little fool. Let me ask you, which robber doesn't freeload? Are your robbers doing charity? Hahaha … "
"Flying Star!"
The youth flew into a rage. Without saying a word, he reached out to draw his sword. Majestic vital energy poured out, and the sword drew a blazing star in the void, shooting toward Huang Shaoyu.
His star covered an extremely wide area. It even covered Yan Li and Yu Qiuyu. Obviously, in the boy's mind, anyone who was with Huang Shaoyu was not a good person.
"Tian Xing, why are you fighting with a guest again?"
At this moment, a frivolous voice sounded. A "ding" that sounded like a wind chime followed. The three of them saw a blur and saw a figure suddenly appear. With a flick of his finger, the star was extinguished.
"He scolded me first!" The boy said indignantly.
"Sigh, he's getting more and more unruly." The person turned around and smiled heartily at Yan Li. He cupped his fists and said, "I sensed the sub-sword's scent on Brother Yan from afar. I trust you've been well since we last met!"
He was naturally Xie Yunfeng, the mountain master of the Sword Forest of Cloud Pavilion.
Yan Li cupped his fists and returned the greeting. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "I didn't expect you to live in such a good place. If I were you, I wouldn't even bother to walk around in the martial world."
"Brother-in-law, you know each other?" Huang Shaoyu was shocked again. He was getting more and more confused about Yan Li.
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