big master, big liar

The road from Shengjing to Sifang City is not long, especially with the official ships traveling by water, the time is greatly shortened.

Song Xuan vaguely felt that it was a bit long.

Perhaps it was because of his concern about the war, whenever he saw the tranquility on the shore, he would faintly feel worried for a moment--for fear that this is not a beautiful peace, and it would be crushed and destroyed.

Just like all ordinary people, Song Xuan, who traveled the rivers and lakes, also had a natural fear and avoidance of war.

I would rather be a dog of peace than a person in troubled times. This sentence is somewhat useless, but it is the most true.

Ji Yunxi became more and more sensitive to his emotional changes, and often hugged him from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and asked with a smile, "What is brother thinking?"

Song Xuanxin knew that his pressure was greater than his own, and he didn't want to trouble him: "I miss Sifang City, and I haven't gone back for a long time. I don't know if there is any change."

Ji Yunxi laughed softly: "Don't fool me."

"Song Xuan, you must have softened your heart again."

Song Xuan didn't expect Ji Yunxi to guess his thoughts so accurately: "Now I really can't hide anything from you."

Ji Yunxi sniffed at his neck, maybe after staying in the palace for a long time, Song Xuan's body was also soaked with the same incense as his.

This made him show a greedy and comfortable expression: "Then brother, don't hide anything from me."

No matter who it is, as long as he is morbidly obsessed with paying attention to a person like him, after a long time, he will always have a clear understanding of this person's mind.

What's more, Song Xuan is not a difficult person in nature, especially when he has no defense against a person.

Ji Yunxi was in a good mood because of this incident, he seemed to have taken a step further in his grasp and encroachment on Song Xuan.It seems that as long as he approaches step by step like this, sooner or later Song Xuan will become a part of his flesh and blood, and it will be difficult to part with him.

Just like he did to Song Xuan.

Song Xuan rubbed his hair, and said softly: "I was thinking, let them call me a national teacher for nothing, and I can't do anything for them."

After saying this, Song Xuan didn't wait for Ji Yunxi's answer, he knew in his heart that Ji Yunxi's burden was much heavier than his, and he didn't want to add trouble to Ji Yunxi in vain.

On the contrary, Ji Yunxi showed a thoughtful expression.

Going downstream along the way, the two finally arrived at Sifang City at the fastest speed, accompanied by only dozens of hidden guards, and it was still Zhu Yang alone.

That night, Song Xuan opened the back door for Hua to go downstairs.

At this time, the flowers going down the stairs are no longer the scattered flowers during the national funeral. The front yard is brightly lit, singing and dancing are endless, and the men's yelling and drinking, and the girls' laughter are faintly heard.

This is also the difference between Huaxialou and the other places. The girls in Huaxialou love money, handsome men, heroes, rogue rangers, and gangsters who will please them.

They welcome anyone or anything that makes them happy.

And at this night, the only leisurely person opened this cold back door for him.

Think about it.

She was different from usual, instead of beating and scolding frequently, her eyes were serious and her expression was cold.

Song Xuan took a closer look in the night, she was wearing a men's attire with arrow sleeves, holding her usual Tang saber, the hand holding the saber was tightly wrapped with fine cloth.

He has never seen Xiangrong with such a posture, this kind of her is not the rude and straightforward Xiangrong girl, nor is it the vicious female boss Huaxia downstairs.

She is infinite.

It is the most powerful general under the God of War, the stubborn and determined Hua Wuliang.

"Are you here?" She stood in front of the door like a door god, only Yu Guang slightly signaled to Song Xuan. "My lord has been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Xuan smiled at her, and entered the door together with Ji Yunxi.

Zhu Yang also wanted to come in, but saw a flash of cold light, and the bright Tang saber lay in front of Zhu Yang.

"The Lord only invited two of you," she said.

Zhu Yang was not annoyed, but instead smiled: "The girl is such a fast knife."

Really fast knife.

Song Xuan didn't even see clearly.

He watched Hua Wuxian's sword practiced countless times, but none of them were as fast as this one.

There was a hint of excitement in Zhu Yang's eyes, and he was eager to try, as if he wanted to make gestures with Hua Wuwu.

"Zhu Yang."

With a faint sound, Ji Yunxi asked Zhu Yang to calm down and squat obediently at the door.

"Lead the way," Song Xuan said with a smile. "Your Patriarch shouldn't enter and kill us?"

Hua Wuxing glared at him angrily, but still said, "My lord won't, I want to kill you with one blow."

She still remembers what happened last time, it's okay if Song Xuan didn't speak, but when she did, she really felt itchy.

Hua Wuxian led them all the way upstairs. There should have been some tension in the atmosphere, but Song Xuan turned it into reminiscing about the old days.

"Didn't you already have your own business? Why are you going back now?" Song Xuan asked.

Hua Wuxian opened the door of the secret room and glared at him: "Where do you talk so much?"

Usually she is the one who talks more, but Song Xuan has become a chatterbox at some point.

Song Xuan said with a smile: "I'm afraid that you will be so vicious that you will frighten the Holy One."

Hua Wuxian looked at Ji Yunxi's gorgeous and delicate eyebrows, pale and delicate skin, and really lowered his voice.

It seemed that he was really afraid of scaring his master's own younger brother.

She led the two of them through the dark corridor and into a small, study-like dark room.

A man sat behind the table.

Only then did Song Xuan breathe a sigh of relief, and let go of Ji Yunxi's hand.

He knew that Hua Wu Wu would not lead them to any dangerous place, but he was still a little apprehensive along the way.

At least there are no guillotines and dead soldiers that have been prepared long ago.

There is only one man.

"My lord, people are here." Hua Wuwu saluted, and then naturally stepped aside.

The man behind the desk raised his head, his eyes rested on Ji Yunxi, and he showed a gentle smile: "Third brother."

Ji Yunxi had a hint of imperceptible disgust in his expression, and said, "Let's be straightforward."

Only then did Ji Yunqi sigh: "It's still the same."

"Ji Yunxi, how about you come and accompany me in the next game?" He pointed to the military chess in front of him and asked.

Ji Yunxi sat in front of him without hesitation.

Front: "I won't."

He smiled and said, "Then you can do it indiscriminately, so it looks like you are discussing something serious."

Ji Yunxi was not polite, grabbed the chess pieces and arranged them randomly.