Jianghu are all masters

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Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't understand either.

This is how the same thing?What is Xiao Mobai doing?Is he talking about strange quack codes?

Not only Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't understand, but Pei Jun also looked at Xiao Mobai with great doubts. He was afraid that Xiao Mobai would fall if he drank too much, so he followed Xiao Mobai, puzzled and asked: "Young Master Xiao, what are you talking about?" What are you talking about?"

Xiao Mobai was very embarrassed: "No...it's nothing, I recognized the wrong person."

"Wrong person?" Lu Zhaoming frowned slightly, obviously wanting to know who Xiao Mobai recognized him as, "Who?"

Xiao Mobai: "..."

Xiao Mobai: "Ham, these are jingles from my hometown. I originally thought that Lu Shaoxia and I were from the same village."

He was full of embarrassment, wishing he could disappear from here immediately.

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that things should not be so simple.

But Lu Zhaoming believed it.

Lu Zhaoming nodded, and replied, "I'm not from your hometown."

Xiao Mobai: "..."

Xiao Mobai wanted to speak, but before he could say a word, he hiccupped himself first, covered his mouth, forced a smile with everyone, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I'll go first .”

But he drank so much wine that his speech was a little slurred, he walked unsteadily, and almost fell when he took two steps, Pei Jun hurriedly helped his arm, feeling really helpless in his heart.

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt a little guilty for no reason.

If it is true, the reason why Xiao Mobai is in this situation is more or less because of him and senior brother.

He felt that Xiao Mobai was pitiful, and he inevitably felt ashamed. Seeing Xiao Mobai so down and out, he couldn't help but whispered to Xiao Mobai, "Mr.

Xiao Mobai really drank too much wine, he even talked too much, hearing what Zhang Xiaoyuan said, he even sucked his nose, and said: "No... It's okay, people who only look at their faces will not last long."

Speaking of this, he suddenly sighed deeply, probably due to drunkenness, he no longer defended his heart, and all the thoughts in his mind were written on the top of his head, allowing Zhang Xiaoyuan to see clearly.

"But there is no one in this world who doesn't look at his face."

"It's all because of this damn broken system!"

Huh?

Zhang Xiaoyuan understood the meaning of the first half of the sentence, but he couldn't understand the second half of the sentence.

Seeing that they were silent, Pei Jun coughed lightly and said, "Since everyone has met, why not sit down and have a meal together?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't know how to refuse, he was really hungry, even if the noodles in the bowl were already mushy, he still wanted to finish eating the noodles in the bowl before leaving, so Zhang Xiaoyuan nodded in agreement, and even took the initiative to share his bowl with Lu Zhaoming's. The chopsticks were brought over, and they sat together with Mr. Pei.

Xing Yan disappeared again at some point, leaving only the four of them at the table.

Xiao Mobai was still drunk and drinking by himself, seeing the two of them coming, he even offered to pour wine for the three of them, wanting to clink glasses with them.

Seeing that he was so sad, Pei Jun followed his will and drank the glass of wine in one gulp, Xiao Mobai turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoyuan and Lu Zhaoming.

Zhang Xiaoyuan knows how to drink, he thinks he can drink enough, one or two glasses of wine is not a big deal, he drank it directly, then turned to look at Lu Zhaoming, but saw that Lu Zhaoming seemed to be hesitant.

Zhang Xiaoyuan remembered this time...he seemed to have never seen Lu Zhaoming drinking.

Even when everyone gathers together, or even on Mei Lenan's birthday, what he has in his cup is only water and tea.

He was a little at a loss and looked up at Zhang Xiaoyuan.

Zhang Xiaoyuan coughed lightly: "My elder brother is not good at drinking, let me replace him..."

Xiao Mobai lay on the table and murmured: "It's okay... hiccup... I won't force you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoyuan turned around, only to see that Lu Zhaoming had already picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The taste of this wine was weak at first taste, but it has a lot of stamina. Lu Zhaoming didn't taste the taste of wine at the first sip. He frowned slightly. The wine glasses in the meeting shop were very small, at most it was only enough for one sip. He frowned and simply He drank all the wine in the glass.

He looked calm and indifferent, with no expression on his face, but he couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing after blinking.

Xiao Mobai laughed at the side: "Lu... Shaoxia Lu! He is so bold! He can hold a lot of alcohol!"

He was so drunk that his hands were trembling, but he still picked up the jug and filled it up for a few people, and said with a foolish smile, "If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was afraid that Lu Zhaoming would really get drunk the first time he drank alcohol, so he said to Lu Zhaoming in a low voice, "Elder brother, take a sip a little, and you'll be fine—"

Lu Zhaoming had already drank the second glass of wine in one gulp.

He put down his wine glass only to hear Zhang Xiaoyuan's words, blinked at Zhang Xiaoyuan, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan sighed.

He thought in his heart that most people who practice martial arts have deep internal energy, and the capacity for alcohol seems to improve accordingly, at least his father and sister are not drunk after a thousand cups.Senior brother's martial arts are so high, it shouldn't be a big problem to drink a glass or two of wine, he was relieved, and just said to Lu Zhaoming: "Senior brother, be careful, don't get drunk."

Pei Jun couldn't help laughing, and said: "Your fellow apprentices have such a good relationship."

Lu Zhaoming took another sip of the wine and said in a low voice, "It's sweet."

Pei Jun laughed and said: "It seems that Lu Shaoxia really has a good drinker."

Zhang Xiaoyuan panicked for no reason.

In the past, the elder brother ate sweets, but he didn't see the elder brother say something like "it's sweet"?

Xiao Mobai was smirking at them and said, "Of course fruit wine is a sweet belch."

Lu Zhaoming looked up at him, then suddenly said, "There are always people in this world who don't care about appearance."

Xiao Mobai patted the table: "I don't believe in love anymore!"

Lu Zhaoming: "It's just that you haven't met yet."

Xiao Mobai: "I'm in my early twenties, if I don't meet... hiccup... then when will I have to wait."

Lu Zhaoming: "Maybe the fate has not come yet."

Xiao Mobai: "Maybe I have no fate in my life."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Pei Junze: "..."

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Pei Jun moved the chair back, went to Zhang Xiaoyuan's side, and whispered: "Xiao Yuan, I remember that Lu Shaoxia was not so talkative before!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "...I have never seen him talk so much."

The two of them looked at each other, as if they understood.

Lu Zhaoming probably...was a little drunk.

How many glasses of wine are there?Do you have three?Big brother is too bad!

Zhang Xiaoyuan held down Lu Zhaoming's hand that was about to grab the wine glass again, and gave Pei Jun a wink, Pei Jun coughed lightly, supported Xiao Mobai who was so weak that he was about to slip under the table, and said: "Lu Shaoxia, I Send Young Master Xiao back first—”

Xiao Mobai kicked his legs: "I won't go back!"

He accidentally kicked the leg of the table, and the whole table shook suddenly. The wine jug fell on the table, and the wine in it poured all over the table, and splashed all over Lu Zhaoming's lapel along the sloping table top.

The aroma of the wine was so strong that it seemed to dissipate in an instant. Lu Zhaoming looked sluggish, as if he had no intention of avoiding it. After a while, he put down the wine glass slowly, covered his forehead with one hand, and said in a low voice: "I'm a little dizzy." .”

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Xing Yan jumped out from the corner, helping Pei Jun with a blank expression, dragged Xiao Mobai away like a sack, and Zhang Xiaoyuan saw Lu Zhaoming covering his face, worried in his heart, and had no thought of going shopping anymore, and asked: "Brother, are you alright?"

Lu Zhaoming took a deep breath, tugged at his front which was wet with wine, and muttered, "I want to go back and change clothes."

It's not just a change of clothes, Zhang Xiaoyuan feels that he even needs to take a shower and sleep well, if there is anything, he will talk about it when he wakes up tomorrow.

Zhang Xiaoyuan simply followed his words and said: "Let's go back and change clothes."

At least Lu Zhaoming was not as drunk as Xiao Mobai, he raised his sword and stood up, took two steps outside, then turned straight back, took Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand, and said, "Come back with me."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

"Master... If Master sees me drinking, he will be angry." Lu Zhaoming muttered, "After drinking, the hand holding the sword will become unstable. If the hand is not stable, it is... what kind of swordsman."

His cheeks had gradually started to turn red, and his speech seemed a little slurred.

"Xiao Yuan, you go back with me." Lu Zhaoming murmured, "Master won't scold you."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was so helpless, he couldn't stop nodding, before he could say that good word, Lu Zhaoming suddenly grabbed his waist, and jumped out of the noodle shop, with a dexterous posture like a hunting cat, flying up to the eaves beside the road, Zhang Xiaoyuan screamed in fright.

Lu Zhaoming said incoherently: "It's quicker this way... I changed my clothes and bought candied haws..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

What kind of candied haws are you buying now!

Don't use light work after drinking alcohol, okay?It's too dangerous. He's really a little scared!

But the facts do not allow him to be afraid.

Although Lu Zhaoming's qinggong is not as good as Hualiuque's, he is obviously well-known in the arena. He had half-armed Zhang Xiaoyuan and dragged him to run, but Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't catch up with his speed, so he stopped After a while, Zhang Xiaoyuan was half hugged suddenly, the posture was a bit like holding a child, Zhang Xiaoyuan turned pale with fright, but after more than a quarter of an hour, he had returned to their room in She's Mansion.

Lu Zhaoming landed lightly in the courtyard, Zhang Xiaoyuan was speechless, well, just in this hug, most of his clothes were wet and smelled of alcohol.

Zhang Xiaoyuan asked the servants of She's mansion to help prepare hot water. Seeing that Lu Zhaoming finally passed the excitement just now, he was sitting by the table rubbing his head, maybe he started to feel a headache, so Zhang Xiaoyuan asked him: "Brother, wake up Is there more?"

Lu Zhaoming whispered: "...I have a headache."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Lu Zhaoming: "Master is going to punish me..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Why... it seems quite interesting.

Zhang Xiaoyuan coughed lightly: "Brother, what does Master want to punish you for?"

Lu Zhaoming frowned: "Practice."

Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't help being startled, and asked, "Practice?"

Is this a punishment?He originally thought that senior brother liked practicing kung fu the most.

Lu Zhaoming pursed his lips slightly, as if he was aggrieved: "I don't want to practice swords."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

What?There are still times when the senior brother doesn't want to practice swords?

Eldest brother won't be drunk and stupid, will he?

Seeing Lu Zhaoming's complexion turned red, Zhang Xiaoyuan subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched Lu Zhaoming's forehead.

Just now when he was running lightly, Zhang Xiaoyuan blew the cold wind for more than a quarter of an hour. His cold hand was pressed against Lu Zhaoming's slightly hot forehead. Before he could make any more movements, Lu Zhaoming suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist. , pressed his hand to his face, and muttered, "It's so hot."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was a little embarrassed.

"Big Brother." Zhang Xiaoyuan said, "Let go."

Lu Zhaoming did not respond.

Not only did he not let go, but he also rubbed his forehead against Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand as if he had grabbed some ice cube to cool off the heat. Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but think of the yellow cat pancake at home, and the pancake turned to him. When he wanted to eat, he rubbed against his leg like this.

Zhang Xiaoyuan tried to pull his hand back: "Elder brother! I still have things to do, you should go wash up and get some rest earlier!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was staggered by Lu Zhaoming and nearly fell.Lu Zhaoming reacted somewhat subconsciously. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoyuan was about to fall, he simply pulled Zhang Xiaoyuan into his arms, and even stretched out his legs slightly to prevent him from jumping to the ground. At least Zhang Xiaoyuan threw himself on top of him, almost half-sitting. In his arms, he happily held Zhang Xiaoyuan's cold hand again, placed it on the side of his face, and rubbed it lightly.

The bridge of Zhang Xiaoyuan's nose hit his shoulder, grinning in pain, not wanting to lose his temper with a drunk man, he covered his nose with his free hand, raised his head with tears in his eyes.

Lu Zhaoming's face was close in front of his eyes.