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Su Wuwei neither reprimanded nor put on a stern expression, but just stroked his beard and looked at the young man in front of him.In fact, as early as the first time he saw Yu Yanzhi, Su Wuwei had doubts, he was too similar to Yu Jingyao when he was young...

Although the incident ended with Yu Jingyao committing suicide, he did not admit to the crime until his death. Then his wife died in love, and his son was robbed on the way to Shengtianmen. The originally one-sided public opinion gradually took a different direction.Yu Jingyao had a high reputation in the North Wulin. His death was a sensation, and some people began to question the truth behind it. However, the anger of the South Wulin and Huizhou merchants drowned out these few voices.

In order to calm things down and quell public anger, Su Wuwei had no choice but to commit suicide in fear of crime to close the coffin.

At first, he speculated that the person who took Yu Yanzhi away must have a relationship with Yu Jingyao and his wife, so he searched for this clue and investigated secretly, but found nothing.He was busy, after all, he couldn't devote himself to a nine-year-old child, and then let it go.How could he have expected that, after ten years, that young man who looked like Yu Jingyao would appear in the arena of Shengtianmen to recruit disciples!

Scenes of the past flooded my mind like a tide.

Is the boy really that child?Back then, who took him away?What is the purpose now?

Su Wuwei kept this matter hidden in his heart until he received an anonymous letter a few months ago, in which it was written in black and white that Yu Yi's real name was Yu Yanzhi, and he was the son of Yu Jingyao.

He couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately ordered Pei Youping to investigate secretly, and finally got the result not long ago.Half of this result was expected by him, and half was unexpected. It turned out that he guessed the wrong direction at the beginning.The person who kidnapped Yu Yanzhi not only has nothing to do with Yu Jingyao and his wife, but their enemy!

The Huizhou businessman He Shiyi who was killed by Yu Jingyao had no background in the world, but his wife had a senior brother who lived in seclusion in the mountains. It was this worldly expert who snatched Yu Yanzhi from Shengtianmen.Not only did he bring up Yu Yanzhi, but he even taught him martial arts, and the identity of that cousin named He Ying was also revealed... The sons of the He Yu family, who have deep hatred like the sea, both entered the Holy Heaven Gate, with the purpose of It must be related to the events of the year.

But why did He Ying get involved in the Nanzhao witch doctor?Where is the lost world expert now?Who is the owner of the anonymous letter?

A case that had been buried for ten years surfaced again, and the murderer and the descendants of the victim came hand in hand. The impact of this incident on Su Wuwei caused him to be shaken.

If Yu Jingyao really has grievances, wouldn't Shengtianmen owe four lives?

Shengtianmen's fault was his fault.

A few days ago, Su Wuwei revised two letters, vowing to find out the truth!He pursued Wusha all his life, and in his later years he realized that no one is perfect, but fortunately there is still a chance to make up for it.

Looking at the frosty hair of the young man in front of him, he was full of emotions, and he thought that he should not make mistakes again and again.

Yu Yanzhi was vaguely aware of the change in Su Wuwei's attitude. In the conference hall yesterday, Su Wuwei expressed his concern and even asked He Ying's recent situation. He stayed in front of him for a while and then left.

Su Wantang hurriedly followed, and only when there was no one else called out: "Father..."

Su Wuwei slowed down, looked ahead, and said, "Wan Tang, do you know that my father is very disappointed in you?"

Recalling the scene when he fought against Pei Youping in the arena, Su Wantang felt ashamed, clenched the sword in his hand, and said, "Daughter knows my mistake."

Su Wuwei shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and said as he walked, "Never mind this matter, do you have anything else to say?"

"Well," Su Wantang lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "Junior Brother Yu and Brother Cheng have some misunderstandings, and they will inevitably lose their minds when they are furious. I hope Dad can forgive Junior Brother for being reckless for a while."

Su Wuwei said indifferently: "You care about Yu Yi very much?"

Fearing that his father might misunderstand, Su Wantang hurriedly said: "My daughter just doesn't want father to be troubled by this. After all, things happen for a reason. Junior brother always respects teachers and treats people kindly—"

Raising his arm backwards, Su Wuwei stopped him and said, "If you are sincerely doing his best, you should remind him face to face in the future."

Watching his father go away, Su Wantang felt surprised, thought over and over what he said, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.Father clearly told her to avoid looking for Junior Brother Yu...

Returning to the residence, Su Wuwei practiced kung fu on the cross-legged couch to heal his injuries, but every time his true energy flowed through the Yehui point, he was hindered, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he frowned and opened his eyes.

Just as he was meditating, he heard a servant report: "Pei Youping, please see the master."

"Tell me to rest." Su Wuwei closed his eyes again.

Not long after the first anonymous letter was sent, he immediately received a second letter, which was written by the same person, and there were only three words in this letter——醉芝芝.

Su Wuwei once heard that drunken thistle is colorless and tasteless, harmless to ordinary people, but it is a taboo for those with internal injuries, long-term use will cause repeated injuries that are difficult to heal.

Five years ago, he suffered internal injuries in a battle with the leader of the Demon Cult, and he recuperated for many years without any improvement...

Is it the source of this thing?

But who would do that?Who has the chance to do that again?

She only told Pei Youping about her injury.

Could it be him...

The two anonymous letters were written by the same person, implying that the two events described in the letters must be related; ten years ago, Pei Youping was also among the disciples sent by Shengtianmen to arrest Yu Jingyao. He had just turned 16 at that time, a 16-year-old boy What can be done?

Thinking of this, Su Wuwei shook his head.

After noon, he ordered his servants to bring meals, but the other party hesitated for a while, saying that Pei Youping had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Let him in." After tidying up his clothes, Su Wuwei sat down at the table.

After a while, the door was pushed open from the outside, Pei Youping walked in slowly, closed the door behind his back, and dragged the dinner plate with the other hand, on which were placed soup cups, bowls and spoons.

"This ginseng chicken soup warms the spleen, nourishes qi and nourishes the blood. It has been boiled for two hours. Master, please try it." Pei Youping said as he lifted the lid of the cup, slowly scooped out half a bowl, and handed it to Su Wuwei with both hands.

Su Wuwei looked at him calmly and didn't answer.

Pei Youping smiled softly, scooped up a spoonful of soup and blew it lightly, and brought it to the other's lips: "It's not hot."

It's all just one-sidedness. Is that letter really more important than the person in front of you?Su Wuwei once again rejected the previous conjecture in his heart.

Pei Youping half-kneeled in front of him, raised her eyes slightly, returned the soup to the bowl, and then scooped up another spoonful: "Cold soup hurts the stomach, it's not good when it's cold."

The heart that has been cold and selfless for half a lifetime can only soften in front of this person. Su Wuwei can't lie to himself. He has put too much effort into Pei Youping and has too many expectations.

After receiving the bowl of soup, Su Wuwei put it on the table, sighed silently, and said, "I'm tired of being a teacher, you should step back first..."

"Yes." Pei Youping got up and left.

As soon as he stepped out of Su Wuwei's residence, he met Su Wantang head-on and nodded slightly at her. Pei Youping walked to the distant courtyard, and Su Wantang followed behind him step by step.

"Dad really won't blame Junior Brother Yu?" Su Wantang asked.She only told Pei Youping about Cheng Song's misdeeds, thinking that if he told her, Cheng Song would never provoke Yu Yi again.

Stopping, Pei Youping turned around and hugged her gently: "Don't worry, master won't make things difficult for junior brother. As for Cheng Song, I will remind him not to cause trouble again."

Su Wantang nodded in the man's arms: "Senior brother, thank you very much."

With a gentle smile, Pei Youping moved closer to her ear and said, "Silly girl, do you still call me senior brother?"

With her cheeks burning, Su Wantang tightly grabbed the clothes around the man's waist, and stomped her feet in half shame and half annoyance.

Pei Youping didn't say a word, just smiled and kissed her hair.

On the other side, because of the martial arts match decided by the head at the last minute, it was already late in the afternoon when Yu Yan brought the food back from the dining hall.

He Ying was so hungry that he held the chopsticks in his left hand, and his movements were still not flexible enough. He fumbled for the dishes and randomly picked up some and threw them into the bowl.

Yu Yanzhi took two mouthfuls of rice, and occasionally picked up the dishes that He Ying spilled on the table and stuffed them into his mouth. This was a habit he developed when he was in Luojiashan, and he never wasted food.

The little rabbit squatted at the corner of the table and gnawed on the vegetable leaves. It is now much bigger than when it first came, its fur is not so smooth, and it still smells like urine, but it doesn't notice it at all, and it wriggles its three-petal mouth like an old man.

Yu Yanzhi glanced at it, thinking about washing it in a few days, while thinking about it, she put He Ying's favorite dish in front of him, tapped the plate lightly, and said, "Sesame rolls."

The sesame roll was very soft and glutinous, He Ying picked up a piece with great difficulty, sent it tremblingly to Yu Yanzhi, and raised her chin to ask him to catch it quickly.

Yu Yanzhi took He Ying's chopsticks in one bite, filled her mouth full of sweetness, then grabbed his neck and put the snack back into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Yu Yanzhi let him go after lightly licking the corner of his lips.

He Ying almost lost his temper by him, thinking that he was not like this before!Chewing the sweet and greasy sesame rolls, He Ying blushed angrily, thinking that he had never suffered from being dumb, but now that he has become dumb, he can only swallow all the losses.Then he thought, if he recovers one day, he will definitely make Yu Yan beg for mercy!After thinking about it, there is a smile.

He Ying used to seldom smile at Yu Yanzhi, if she smiled, Yu Yanzhi would suffer, but now this "smile" is blatantly bad, Yu Yanzhi naturally guessed his little thoughts.Picking up a spinach and handing it to his lips, He Ying ate it as usual, but couldn't chew two bites, and was about to spit it out as soon as his mouth pouted.

"Huh?" Knocking on He Ying's bowl, Yu Yan said, "Don't be picky eaters."

He Ying's cheeks became hot, and she swallowed the spinach painstakingly, then put down the chopsticks with a "snap", and yelled at Yu Yanzhi.

Yu Yanzhi saw him crashing into her arms, but she didn't know whether he wanted to fight or kiss.

The two laughed and pushed me to block. After a while, Yu Yanzhi held He Ying, who was out of breath, in her arms: "Didn't you eat it in front of Master before?"

He Ying shook his head vigorously.

Yu Yanzhi smiled faintly, put her forehead against He Ying's, looked into those unfocused eyes, and said softly, "You just pretend to be good in front of Master."

He Ying raised his chin to kiss Yu Yanzhi, but he didn't realize the trace of jealousy in the other party's words.

Thumb caressing his face, Yu Yanzhi lowered her head and was about to suck his lips into his lips, when suddenly, a reckless footstep approached the room.

After crossing the threshold, Tong Jia sat down at the table sweating profusely, poured himself a cup of tea, "Gululu" poured it down, and looked at Yu Yanzhi with bright eyes: "Brother, you defeated Senior Brother Cheng Song!" That trick is amazing! Teach me too!"

He Ying paused for a moment when he brought the chopsticks to his mouth, and bit by bit his half-opened thin lips.

Yu Yanzhi frowned, and before she could stop her, she heard Tong Jia say again: "Senior brother Yan said that brother's move is not the sword move of Shengtianmen, and also said that brother's footwork is difficult to be elegant. Brother, it is difficult to be elegant What do you mean? I can't see the way, be strict—"

The chopsticks landed on the mouth of the bowl, and the voice was neither loud nor low, but He Ying's expression made Tong Jia swallow half of what she said.

Holding on to crutches, He Ying left the house.

"Brother..." Tong Jia looked at Yu Yanzhi uneasily.

With a helpless smile, Yu Yanzhi took a sword from under the bed, patted the boy on the shoulder and walked out.

Standing in the courtyard, He Ying was full of thoughts.He originally thought that he had deceived Yu Yanzhi, but he pretended to be confused and went to teach Cheng Song a lesson as soon as he turned around.Cheng Song is a despicable and shameless villain, even if Yu Yan makes him embarrassing in public, she doesn't know how to hold grudges behind his back.In fact, with the exchange of positions, He Ying thinks that she will do the same thing, but this is not a reason to feel at ease... The trouble started because of him, but he can't solve it;

He can't protect the other party or himself, he can't even get out of this small courtyard, but he can't imprison Yu Yanzhi by his side for the rest of his life.Master's revenge is still waiting to be avenged.

He Ying has tried to think about the worst-case scenario. If he cannot recover, if he has to leave one day, he will return to his hometown in Huizhou.Although he has no relatives there except for the old steward who helps to guard the house, but at least... at least there is no need to drag Yu Yanzhi down.

Coming to his side, Yu Yanzhi took his cane: "I'll take you to a place."

He Ying didn't know, so he was led forward, and after a cup of tea, he stopped along with the other party.

The sound of birds singing from far and near is lingering in the ear, mixed with frail running water, the soles of the feet are soft soil, and the nose is filled with the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves. For a moment, He Ying has the illusion that he is in the bamboo forest in his memory...

The restlessness in my heart calmed down, replaced by a melancholy that was about to be concealed.

The beautiful past was deeply buried in He Ying's heart, because it would awaken sadness and give birth to weakness.He doesn't think about it, but his memory is not bound by his will; a voice or a breath can become a spark that starts a prairie fire.

Suddenly, the crutch in his hand was taken away, and the hilt of the sword was stuffed into his palm. He Ying was taken aback, before Hengjian's chest, his fingertips groped for the cold sword.

Everyone is familiar with it, this is his sword!

He Ying's eyes were filled with tears. The sword had been by his side for five years, and it would accompany him to the last moment before he fell down.The night of that night was like a huge black shadow filled with blood and the mountain wind whistling...

The wound that had already healed suddenly felt pain, He Ying's right hand trembled, the blade cut through the fingertips, and a drop of blood fell like tears.The sword finally returned to the owner's hands. After two long years, it seemed to have infinite yearning and infinite hatred.

Holding the sword hilt tightly, He Ying's eyes became cold.

One move was swung out, it was the left hand holding the sword!

Because of his lack of internal strength, not only his sword strength was lost, but his once nimble body appeared clumsy and sluggish.After struggling through the simplest set of sword moves, He Ying tripped over a broken bamboo root and fell to the ground when he turned around to close the move. He got up slowly, groped a little farther, and practiced another set again moves.

Yu Yanzhi stood aside quietly, watching him silently.

Repeatedly, stumbling, half an hour later, He Ying was dripping with sweat and her left arm was shaking uncontrollably.He already had countless bruises on his body, but he didn't feel any pain, and excitement flashed on his face.

Sword moves are getting harder and harder.A move, He Ying repeated several times and it was still not smooth, but at this moment, suddenly, an arm wrapped around his waist, the left hand holding the sword was pulled at the same time, and the long sword was drawn forward from the inside out, all in one go.

"Wanhe Songfeng." Yu Yanzhi opened her lips.

He Ying was taken aback for a moment, then continued to follow him.

"Xiaoxiang night rain."

Yu Yanzhi's chest was pressed against He Ying's back, her left hand rose and fell at the same time, and her steps were the same... Two years ago, it was not surprising that they had such a tacit understanding. Despite their current situation, Yu Yanzhi still cooperated freely... ...He Ying hardly dared to think about it, thinking that the other party had already started practicing the left-handed sword shortly after finding him.

"High mountains and flowing water!"

Yu Yanzhi jumped up with He Ying in her arms, the overlapping figures spun around in mid-air, the sword light in his left hand dazzled, and the sword energy swirled, shaking the bamboo trees left and right, and leaves falling.

After putting her feet on the ground, Yu Yanzhi slowly closed her posture, let go of He Ying, turned around and walked in front of him.

A few green leaves fell between He Ying's hair, and Yu Yanzhi raised her arm to brush them lightly.

The sword slid down her palm, and with all her strength, He Ying threw Yu Yanzhi to the ground and hugged him tightly.

For a long time, he took Yu Yanzhi's "goodwill" as a matter of course.He stepped into the crystal-clear creek, walking along the water like a bobcat full of curiosity. The stream covered his knees and waist, and suddenly there was a plop, and his whole body sank into the water.At this time, he realized that the water was so deep and so warm.The water gently wrapped him, as if he finally got his beloved baby, but He Ying only had one seed, and he felt the embarrassment of poverty, and he didn't know how to respond.

He was taken care of so well, He Shiyi, Yu Xi, Zhuang Yunqing, Aunt Dumb...everyone cared for him in silence without asking for anything in return.Even if he encounters suffering and torture, there is always someone waiting and waiting for him... He Ying has not experienced many real wind and rain, and he still enjoys the comfort until now, no need to speak, just a look, a move, Yu Yanzhi knows what he thinks thought.

He is no longer the little villain who deserved it back then, but because he understood it, he felt guilty, so he couldn't say a lot of things.

Words are always pale.

Brutally prying Yu Yanzhi's lips open, no amount of kissing was enough, he bit him so painfully that even blood came out from his bite.

Yu Yanzhi frowned, while circling between his teeth, she patted his back lightly.

Tasting the fishy sweetness in her mouth, He Ying was taken aback, and suddenly buried her face into Yu Yan's shoulder.

"He Ying..." Yu Yanzhi's tongue was so painful that he almost lost consciousness. He hugged the person on his back, feeling him trembling slightly, "Don't be afraid."

He Ying nodded quickly.

Yu Yanzhi's eyes were dark but firm, and he stroked He Ying gently, and continued: "No matter what the road ahead is, we are all together."

He Yingfa bit him hard, thinking that Yu Yanzhi must be in severe pain, but he wished he could bite a few words on him.

The tingling pain in the shoulder made Yu Yan feel a little relieved, because it is right to be sad, and it is right to be vulnerable. If you are too tired, there should always be a place to rest your feet, a shoulder to lean on...

Yu Yanzhi never said a word. After a long while, He Ying finally straddled his lap full of guilt, grabbed his palm and wrote: Pain——

"It doesn't hurt." Yu Yanzhi said flatly.

He Ying continued to write: I——

"I know you didn't mean to."

Blinking her eyes, He Ying thought that Yu Yanzhi must have cultivated to become a master!He was very unconvinced, since he would be guessed whatever he wrote, so he changed it!

Her thin lips were slightly pursed, and He Ying drew a circle on Yu Yanzhi's palm with a smirk.

Gripping his fingertips tightly, Yu Yanzhi smiled and said, "If you dare to draw, I will draw one on your face."

He Ying snorted silently, shook her head and pulled out her fingers to smooth his palm and continue to draw.

Yu Yanzhi was a little curious about his new pattern, and waited patiently for him to finish drawing, but it turned out to be a turtle!

Hugging He Ying tightly, Yu Yanzhi was about to "question", He Ying quickly wrote: It is a turtle spirit.

"Isn't the turtle spirit also a turtle?"

He Ying smiled triumphantly and wrote: It has a tail.

Yu Yanzhi thought of the turtles that He Ying once drew, and they all had no tails without exception. Looking closely at each other, he said softly, "I'm a turtle spirit?"

He Ying nodded.

Yu Yanzhi's voice became softer and softer: "Are you my tail?"

He Ying hugged Yu Yan up to her neck, and laughed to herself, thinking that he really became a genius.

Yu Yan couldn't care less because He Ying had bitten a circle of teeth marks on his face, staring at the circle and said: "There is still a tail missing."

He Ying felt a little pain, and when Yu Yanzhi got closer again, she turned her head, and coincidentally touched his lips.

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Five days later, Su Wuwei will lead his disciples to visit several family friends in the county. These families have given a lot of care since the establishment of the Shengtianmen sect. No matter how the head of the sect changes, it will not affect the friendship and interests that have continued for several generations. relation.

The county town is located two hundred miles southwest of Shengtianmen, and it can be reached in one day by the footsteps of martial arts practitioners. Including the visit and return time, it will take three days.

As usual, Su Wuwei would choose six senior disciples to accompany him, but this year, there are new faces among the six.

When the name was called, not only Yu Yanzhi was surprised, but all the disciples present felt emotional in their hearts - it seems that it is too early to say who will be the head's future son-in-law and who will be the next head.

Although he was worried about He Ying, Su Wuwei would definitely not accept his refusal, and Cheng Song, the "troublemaker", would also go with him, Yu Yanzhi was less worried.

The night before his departure, Tong Jia kept talking excitedly. He envied Yu Yanzhi, and in his eyes, being able to go to the county town with his master would be regarded as a world away.

After all, Yan Feng was old, and silently patted Yu Yan on the shoulder, squinted at He Ying and then turned to him, meaning to tell him not to worry, he would take good care of He Ying.

Yu Yanzhi nodded gratefully.

It was near the cold dew, and the temperature dropped sharply after nightfall. He Ying lay on her side under the quilt, and felt the people behind her leaning closer.

Yu Yanzhi first put her arms around him, touched his cold hands, then pulled his body, took his hand and stuffed it under her clothes.He Ying shrank back, he knew how cold his hands were.But Yu Yanzhi stubbornly left the palm on the skin, and gently rubbed his chin against his hair.

No tongue, no eyes.Yu Yanzhi could understand He Ying's heartbeat, and He Ying could see Yu Yanzhi's breath.

Before dawn the next day, Yu Yanzhi got up, finished washing lightly, and returned to the bedside, her eyes fell on He Ying's sleeping face.

"Brother..." Tong Jia rubbed her eyes and looked over.

Yu Yanzhi raised her index finger in a gesture of "silence", stepped forward to tuck the young man's quilt, and left with her sword.

Seeing the door slowly closing, Tong Jia thought, it took more than a month for my elder brother and Senior Brother Yan to go to Nanzhao, so three days is not very long... As he was thinking, he looked back at He Ying, and met in the dim light Those half-closed eyes.

Watching for a moment, Tong Jia threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed, jumped to the front of He Ying's bed in three or five steps, lifted the quilt again and got in, muttering softly: "Don't be afraid, I will still be here if my brother is not here."

Squeezing his thin arm, He Ying hooked her lips.

Blinking her eyes, Tong Jia was inexplicably unwilling, wondering if He Ying looked down on him?

He Ying naturally looked down on him, there was no difference between him and Xiao Tu in He Ying's eyes.

"Master even praised me in the martial arts competition last time, and I will become even stronger in a year or two!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled cough from the bed not far away.

Brother Yan was awake? !Her face flushed suddenly, and Tong Jia murmured guiltily: "I...I—"

He Ying touched his mouth, and gently pinched the two lips that moved up and down together. After a while, He Ying let go of his hand and closed his eyes again.Tong Jia looked at He Ying quietly, thinking that he didn't think he was noisy, even if he didn't make any noise, he couldn't fall asleep.

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The group set off early in the morning and arrived at the county town at nightfall.

The next day, Su Wuwei and his disciples set up three tables of banquets in the most prestigious restaurant in the city, one of which was a table of respectable elders, the other was a table of young juniors, and his disciples were arranged at the third table.

Six people sat around the table, with Pei Youping in the middle, and Zheng Yuan, Zheng Yu, Yu Yanzhi, Zhao Jing, and Cheng Song on the left.Except for Yu Yanzhi among the six, the one who entered the Shengtianmen for eight or nine years was the shortest.

Zhao Jing is a caretaker, at the moment he is caught between Yu Yanzhi and Cheng Song, everyone knows that the two have a rift, otherwise how could they face each other in the ring?Zheng Yuan and Zheng Yu are twin brothers, they always protect themselves wisely and don't meddle in other people's disputes.For the remaining three, Pei Youping has a kind face and good eyes, Cheng Song has a cold brow and cold eyes, and Yu Yan is calm and calm. He is kind on stage, but has different thoughts off the stage.

At this time, a young man walked towards Su Wuwei and toasted him.

"I heard from your uncles that you have managed your father's business in an orderly manner, and opened branches in Yanzhou and Qingzhou in half a year. You will be a fearsome future generation." Su Wuwei stroked his beard and smiled.

"Guangfeng Ticket Office has today, it depends on the love of the present uncles and uncles and the protection of the masters. The younger generation dare not take credit for it."

Nodding slightly, Su Wuwei raised his head and drank the wine.

Then several young people toasted him one after another. After several cups in succession, Su Wuwei waved his hand with a smile, and said to the disciple not far away: "Yu Yi."

Yu Yanzhi was startled, and immediately came to him, bowed her head and said, "Master."

"Nephew Lin Xian, you drank this glass of wine for the teacher." Su Wuwei handed him his own wine cup, and said to the young man beside him, "Uncle Ci, the old man's drinking capacity is really not comparable to that of you young people. "

Lin Shuci is the youngest in seniority, even if Su Wuwei let him do the work for this cup of wine, it is already a great honor for him.

Yu Yan was really startled, he never drank alcohol, he knew that he would show ugly face after drinking, but how could he refuse in such a situation?

"Huh?" Su Wuwei's eyes were slightly dissatisfied.

"Yes!" Taking the wine cup with both hands, Yu Yanzhi did it first as a respect, and did not forget to show the bottom of the cup to show her sincerity.He has no way out, if he refuses, it will undoubtedly embarrass Su Wuwei.

Lin Shuci was overwhelmed by the flattery, and hurriedly drank the water and wine.

Although this banquet was said to be a banquet for Su Wuwei, in fact, all the people who were invited regarded him as a guest of honor.Just like that Guangfeng ticket shop, in order to set up a branch in Qingzhou, it managed an unknown amount of silver taels but was still repeatedly harassed. In the end, Shengtianmen came forward to settle it.Which of the heads of the big ticket companies and big commercial firms present does not respect and fear the Shengtianmen?Among them, young people have a more long-term vision. They want to befriend not only Su Wuwei, but also the next head.

After completing Su Wuwei's instructions, Yu Yanzhi sat back at the table, raised the teacup and was about to spit out the wine hidden in her mouth, but Lin Shuci came suddenly, and said without waiting for his reaction: "Yu Shaoxia, the glass of wine just now It is Jing Su who is in charge, this cup, I respect you."

The wine rolled on the tongue, and Gu Lu slipped down!

Raising her head, Yu Yanzhi looked at him with a slightly distorted expression.

"Young hero, please show me your face." How did Lin Shuci know the other party's heart was overwhelmed, he was full of expectations, and thought he had bet on the "treasure".

Hesitating for a while, Yu Yanzhi got up to take it, staring at the transparent liquor and couldn't help being dazed for a while... Back then, he drank with Mei Qing, and when he woke up the next day, he had no memory of it, but he also drank it just now. Why is he so sober after drinking?Could it be the difference in wine?

Seeing Yu Yanzhi drink the wine, Lin Shuci left contentedly.

Lifting the flagon on the table, Yu Yanzhi drank three more cups in a row, but Zhao Jing stopped her when she was about to drink the fourth cup: "Junior brother, this wine is quite strong, so you should not drink too much."

Nodding her head, Yu Yanzhi let out a sigh of relief.

So that's the case... Mei Qing gave him more than just a glass of wine?I don't know what "expensive medicine" has been added in it...

Thinking back to the thief whose arms were cut off by Elbow Qi, Yu Yan laughed from the bottom of her heart, should she thank Poison Master Wangchuan for not cutting off his hands that night?

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, after Lin Shuci, several young people came forward to toast, some offered their toasts one by one, and some only to Pei Youping and Yu Yanzhi.

After the banquet, everyone went to the tea house to drink tea and chat, and they said goodbye to each other at dusk.

On the way back to the inn with her master and senior brothers, Yu Yan couldn't help but slow down when she passed a shop selling colored paper.

"Junior Brother?" Zhao Jing turned his head and urged.

Yu Yanzhi smiled apologetically, and hurriedly chased after her.

At this moment, a person walked towards him, wearing a black gown and a black gauze hat.

Yu Yanzhi intuitively felt a little familiar, and her eyes couldn't help but fell to the black veil that covered her face. The man seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned her head to him.Obviously he couldn't see the other person's eyes, but Yu Yanzhi had the illusion that he was being watched closely... He lowered his eyes as naturally as possible and quickened his pace.

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The moonlight is hidden in the clouds, and there is no wind tonight.

The sky and the earth seemed to be filled with ink. Under the thick night, a person rushed out of the city, his footsteps revealing a trace of anxiety.

The cold air is like countless needles, pouring into the chest from the nasal cavity.

During this period of time, the changes around her made Pei Youping gradually lose her composure, and Su Wuwei was increasingly alienating herself, and began to support Yu Yanzhi.In a martial arts contest between disciples, Su Wuwei's original intention was probably to give Yu Yanzhi a chance to show off, but he did not expect that Yu Yanzhi would be bold and reckless, and use other martial arts in the Shengtianmen school... But even so, Su Wuwei did not have the slightest idea. Blame; and it is unprecedented for a disciple who has been in the school for two years to accompany the county city!

Pei Youping walked faster and faster, and her thoughts followed.

The scene on the wine table today is vivid, there are some shrewd businessmen in the banquet, and the businessmen will not go without profit, so they are best at weighing the value of a person.Apparently, the glass of wine that Yu Yanzhi drank on Su Wuwei's behalf put him and himself on both ends of the scale.

On other occasions, this glass of wine would not be so "heavy" that Pei Youping could not bear it.

Those families can be said to be a part of the foundation of Shengtianmen, any change in Su Wuwei's attitude will set off an undercurrent in it, and the direction of the undercurrent will point directly to the future helm of Shengtianmen.

Pei Youping is not stupid enough to take anger at those who follow the trend, let alone Su Wuwei.They are all pawns in the hands of the man hiding in the dark, and the purpose of that man is to push himself into a desperate situation.

As the night deepened, on the outskirts of the city, the dim starlight turned every plant and tree into beasts lurking in the depths. They waited for the opportunity to move, waiting for the exhausted prey to throw themselves into the net.A black shadow thicker than the night stands in the middle, he seems to be the leader of this group of beasts, the quietest, most dangerous, and the loneliest.

Pei Youping approached step by step, like another wild beast trespassing on its territory.

At this moment, he couldn't feel the breath of the third person!Real or false?kill?Don't kill... Before his thoughts were clear, he pushed the sword body forward with his thumb on the hilt. Just as his right hand was about to hold it, his legs suddenly softened and he knelt down straight.

The black figure turned around slowly, walked in front of him unhurriedly, and slapped him on the cheek.

The sound of "pop" was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet night!

Pei Youping tilted her head, pain, shame, and humbleness appeared on her face one by one along with redness and swelling.

This is him, this is the real them in Wangchuan...

"Zhuo Youping, you don't take me seriously anymore?" It was very strange, it was obviously a man's body, but when he opened his mouth, it was a sad female voice.

The fingers hanging by her side curled up, Pei Youping's face turned pale, and the cold air rushed up from her knees.

"Don't forget who took you in and gave you a chance to take revenge," the female voice suddenly raised her voice, stern and resentful, "How long do you want me to wait?!"

"Youping... Auntie loves you so much, why don't you listen to Auntie..." The tone was sad and resentful.

Pei Youping raised his head with difficulty, he was used to smiling, it became another face of him, day after day, year after year, all he needed to do was bend his lips a little.But at this moment, his entire face was extremely stiff, and the corners of his mouth were about to squirm to the sides, looking funny and stupid.

"Don't be afraid," Hei Ying smiled, regaining his man's voice, leaning down, put his arms around Pei Youping's waist, and lifted him into his arms with all his strength, "Mei Hanxiang is dead, she can no longer scare you." you."

He took out a pill from his sleeve, Mei Qing swallowed it and fed it to him.

Numbly waiting for the other party's lips to leave, Pei Youping swallowed the antidote and regained strength little by little.

Mei Qing still hugged him, and said with concern: "Are you worried? You didn't even notice the soft tendons I scattered around?"

Pei Youping was silent, like a shell without a soul.

"You don't tell me, do you want me to guess?" Mei Qing smiled and was extremely patient, "I guess what you are worried about is Su Wuwei. If you lose his trust, you will be exposed sooner or later if you stay in Shengtianmen."

Pei Youping finally had a reaction, and blinked slowly: "You told him..."

"I did send him a letter, but don't worry, I didn't mention anything other than the word 'Zui Li Ji'."

Drunken Artichoke is colorless and tasteless, harmless to ordinary people, but it is a taboo for those with internal injuries, long-term use will cause repeated injuries that are difficult to heal... Pei Youping gave Su Wuwei this medicine, not to kill him, but to make him sooner Step down as the head of the family and pass it on to yourself.

But how did Mei Qing know that Su Wuwei's old injury was not healed?How do you know that you have played drunken thistle on the other party?

"You have placed people beside Su Wuwei..." Pei Youping suddenly said.

Turning her head slightly, with her lips close to his ear, Mei Qing said softly: "You can hide it from others but you can't hide it from me, brother."

The sound of "Brother" seemed to touch the most tense string in Pei Youping's mind, and he was so excited that he pushed the opponent away!

Taking three steps back, looking at him fixedly, Mei Qing smiled and said, "What you want to get rid of, you can't get rid of for the rest of your life."

"What exactly do you want me to do..." Pei Youping had a look of pain in his eyes.

"I don't want to wait any longer," Mei Qing walked forward again, her eyes were so clear that they were almost innocent, "I want you to end all this immediately."

"I told you that Yu Yanzhi is in Shengtianmen, now is not the time to touch him," Pei Youping shook his head and said, "Besides, Su Wuwei has lost trust in me, if an 'accident' happens to Yu Yanzhi, the first one to be killed It's me who doubts."

Mei Qing said calmly: "Only the living would doubt it."

"You..." Pei Youping's eyes widened in surprise.

Pushing the letter with the detailed plan into his hand, Mei Qing hugged him lightly: "Brother, I