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Mo Zhaoyuan and Wen Qiche walked together and headed southeast.Wen Qiche's feelings for Mo Zhaoyuan—of course, in Wen Qiche's mind, Mo Zhaoyuan was Zhao Wenyuan, son of Xuandu—was neither good nor bad.

Always feel a little twisted.

I feel that this person who can't be called a man, but can only be regarded as a young man, is very dangerous.

However, I couldn't help but be attracted.

At this time, he would always remind himself that the other party was his adoptive father's suitor.Then, the mood will be more complicated.

Mo Zhaoyuan and Wen Qiche didn't catch up with Mo Wang and Luo Zike's group of righteous young heroes, but they were the first to meet the current "owner" of Qifengqu, the eldest lady of the Guiyi Sect, Jiang Zhuyue.

When Mo Zhaoyuan saw Jiang Zhuyue, Jiang Zhuyue's posture was rather embarrassed.The little girl was wearing a double-breasted skirt with a bright yellow top and a vermilion bottom. The two skirts that had been neatly combed before were also a bit loose. Although it was a vermilion long skirt, Mo Zhaoyuan still saw a few spots on the skirt. It was a darker red, which could be imagined to be the color of blood, but I didn't know if it was the little girl's blood or someone else's blood.She holds a delicate cross sword in one hand, and tightly grasps the fan-shaped pendant hanging on her chest with the other hand. Her delicate face is tense, presumably she has encountered an attempt to snatch the pendant away. people.

"Brother Wenyuan!" Jiang Zhuyue's eyes lit up when he saw Mo Zhaoyuan, and there was a smile on his tense face. She was obviously very happy, and immediately ran over.

"Zhuyue." Mo Zhaoyuan helped her straighten her hair with a smile, and asked seemingly casually, "Why is it so messy?"

"Brother Wenyuan, you don't know, since I separated from you, within a few days, I met those righteous disciples of the younger generation, and they came to chase and kill me one by one!" Jiang Zhuyue said angrily, "Really , obviously looking for Qi Fengqu, why are they all chasing and killing me!"

When Wen Qiche heard Jiang Zhuyue's words, an unknown light flashed in his eyes.

"They all come to hunt you down?" Mo Zhaoyuan was really surprised, he really didn't expect that Mo Wang could get to this point so quickly - although Mo Zhaoyuan made a fake, but it can be counted Such meticulousness is enough to show Mo Wang's strength. Mo Zhaoyuan originally thought that those righteous young heroes would have to search aimlessly in the southeast for a long time, but he didn't expect that Mo Wang would find Jiang Zhuyue so quickly.

"That's right! I don't know what these people are thinking!" Jiang Zhuyue pouted, "Qifengqu is not with me. If I got Qifengqu, I would have brought it back to daddy."

"This is...?" Wen Qiche asked gently and politely with a smile on his face that one couldn't help but feel good about.

"Jiang Zhuyue, the daughter of the leader of the Guiyan religion, Jiang Zhuyue." Mo Zhaoyuan introduced to both parties, "Zhuyue, this is the Holy Son of the Glazed Light Temple, Zhu Yun'an." When he said the last three words, Mo Zhaoyuan Yuan's tone was quite subtle.

"You are the holy son of the Glazed Light Temple?" Jiang Zhuyue couldn't help laughing, "I used to regard brother Wenyuan as the holy son of the Glazed Light Temple... I have known you for a long time, I am Jiang Zhuyue .”

"It turned out to be Miss Jiang." Wen Qiche still had a gentle smile on his face, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart—Xuandu son Zhao Wenyuan suddenly became famous in the past few months, but he didn't expect him to know Gui The daughter of the leader of the Yan sect, will she...

"Long time no see, brother Wenyuan, would you like to invite me to dinner?" Jiang Zhuyue took Mo Zhaoyuan's hand carelessly, swaying and acting like a baby, "I have been hunted down by them all these days, and I haven't had a good meal yet." meal!"

Mo Zhaoyuan naturally understood that Jiang Zhuyue's words must be exaggerated, but he didn't point it out, but nodded with a smile, and agreed to the little girl's request: "Yes, you can choose a place, and I will treat you."

Jiang Zhuyue took the two of them to an elegant restaurant, she did not choose to go to the private seat on the second floor, but sat down at a table in the hall on the first floor.

"Xiao Er!" The little girl started calling Xiao Er as soon as she sat down.

"Hey, what's your order, Miss?" Xiaoer heard the shout and ran over quickly.This mistress looked more refined and clean than the mistress in the previous inn, with a whiter face, more decent attire, and a warm but not flattering smile, making people feel good after seeing it.

"I want a lotus-leaf chicken, a squirrel mandarin fish, a plate of five-grain steamed bread, a jade cabbage soup, seasonal fried three delicacies, stir-fried side dishes, and a plate of candied fruit!" Jiang Zhuyue accompanied his scallion-white fingers With his head open and his lips opened and closed, he quickly announced the names of several dishes.

"Okay!" Xiao Er had obviously written it down, and looked at Mo Zhaoyuan and Wen Qiche who were beside him, "Do you two want anything else?"

"A pot of sweet-scented osmanthus to get drunk," Mo Zhaoyuan added, "and a drunk smoked partridge." When he said the last sentence, Mo Zhaoyuan clearly saw the little girl glaring at him.

"These are enough." Wen Qiche nodded to Xiaoer.

"Understood, I'll be up soon. Guest officers, please wait for a moment!" Xiao Er saluted the three of them with a smile, and left.

"Brother Wenyuan, you are laughing at me!" Jiang Zhuyue pursed his lips, looking at Mo Zhaoyuan with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes.

"No way." Mo Zhaoyuan had a smile in his eyes, but the expression on his face was as calm and breezy as if he was a banished fairy, "It's just that I really like this dish."

Jiang Zhuyue looked disbelieving.

Mo Zhaoyuan was not annoyed, he smiled dotingly and nodded the little girl's forehead: "If you don't believe me, it's fine."

Wen Qiche watched the interaction between the two without saying a word, and suddenly felt that he couldn't get in at all.

I feel a little uncomfortable.

"Didn't Master Xuandu say..." Wen Qiche was about to say, "Didn't Master Xuandu say he liked my adoptive father?" Then he suddenly realized that he and his adoptive father thought that Zhao Wenyuan liked his adoptive father, and Zhao Wenyuan In fact, nothing definite was said.Thinking of this, Wen Qiche couldn't help but feel a slight chill down his spine.

If, if all this is what he and his adoptive father thought...

Even Wen Qiche himself didn't know it, but at that moment, there was a look of fear in his eyes, accompanied by a more indistinct rejoicing.

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 75%, an increase of 5%."

"Oh? What are you talking about?" Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Wen Qiche with a smile, that smile was like a god's, making people feel like the mountains are standing still.

"No..." Wen Qiche lowered his eyes, "It's nothing, I misremembered."

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, but this situation of being indifferent was soon broken by Xiao Er's serving of food.

"Three guests, the dishes are here!" The waiter was holding a large wooden plate, and while putting several dishes on the plate on the table one by one, he quickly and clearly announced the name of the dishes, "Candied apricots , osmanthus drunkenness, five-grain steamed corn bread, seasonal fried three delicacies, and stir-fried side dishes!"

"Eat, eat!" Jiang Zhuyue smiled at the two of them, "I'm starting to eat!"

"En." Mo Zhaoyuan nodded, picked up the jug and poured himself a glass, then asked Wen Qiche, "Do you want it, Son?"

"No," Wen Qiche shook his head, "I don't drink alcohol."

Mo Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows, and drank the wine on his own.

"Brother Wenyuan, don't drink too much, eat some food!" The little girl pointed to the stir-fried side dish, "This dish tastes very good, and the side dish heart is so tender!"

"Okay." Mo Zhaoyuan smiled softly, and put a chopstick into his mouth.

Wen Qiche was still engrossed in the previous speculation, and his emotions were a little complicated at the moment, so he just moved his chopsticks slightly.

After a while, Xiao Er served the lotus leaf chicken and drunken smoked partridge, Jiang Zhuyue kept eating the lotus leaf chicken without even looking at the drunken smoked partridge.

"Try it." Mo Zhaoyuan said to Wen Qiche, "Drunken smoked partridge is actually quite delicious. Zhuyue can't taste the taste of wine, so he pretends not to see it."

"What's so delicious about the taste of wine!" The little girl retorted unconvinced, "Brother Zhu, don't listen to brother Wen Yuan's nonsense, the lotus leaf chicken is much more delicious than that dish!"

"Hmm..." Wen Qiche finally tasted both. Seeing that he ate the lotus leaf chicken, the little girl was satisfied, so she ignored the follow-up development and ate it on her own. Mo Zhao Yuan did notice that Wen Qiche still ate more of the drunken smoked partridge afterwards, and he didn't know if he really liked it or he didn't want to compete with Jiang Zhuyue for the lotus leaf chicken.

The green jade cabbage soup was served very late, and the three of them had almost finished eating, and Xiaoer finally brought the three-gu soup.Opening the porcelain cover, the soup in the Gu showed a clear color, like ordinary white water, with a few green and tender green vegetable leaves floating on it, looking very plain.But after eating it, I realized that the taste of this soup is not weak at all. Although it looks like a clear soup, it is made from several meat flavors, and it is very fresh.

Mo Zhaoyuan also drank this green jade cabbage soup before, and he has always liked this dish very much. Now that he drank the soup, the expression on his face softened a lot.

However, before he had a few mouthfuls of soup, a group of uninvited guests broke into the restaurant.

"Demon girl! Hand over Qi Fengqu!"

With a loud shout from someone who didn't know who it was, several youths with swords rushed in, and the leader was the same as Mo Zhaoyuan's current identity, who was called "the jade face and the peach blossoms complement each other, except for Luo Lang and only Xuandu." Luo Zike, standing beside him was a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, who was Mo Zhaoyuan's cheap apprentice, Mo Wang.

Several people scanned the hall, and soon saw Jiang Zhuyue, so they walked towards Mo Zhaoyuan's table.

"Why are you again?" The little girl looked at those righteous young heroes with disgust, and put down the porcelain spoon in her hand, "It's like an annoying fly, no matter how hard you chase it away, you can't get rid of it."

"Demon girl, don't run away anymore, hand over Qi Fengqu, and we can spare you! Otherwise..." It wasn't Luo Zike or Mo Wang who spoke, but a young man in a royal blue gown behind him.

"I have to say it a few times before you can remember it. Qifengqu is not on me, no, on, on, on, on me!" Jiang Zhuyue repeated the last sentence word by word with a look of impatience. , and then looked at Mo Zhaoyuan aggrieved, "Brother Wenyuan, they are the ones who have been hunting me down!"

"You are Zhao Wenyuan?" Before Mo Zhaoyuan could answer, the young man in the royal blue gown turned to Mo Zhaoyuan and spoke first, "'Master Xuandu' Zhao Wenyuan?"

"It's right here." Mo Zhaoyuan was robbed of his words, and there was no trace of anger on his face, he still smiled calmly, "I wonder if your Excellency is...?"

"I am the Young Sect Master of the Golden Knife Sect, She Junpeng." The young man had a proud expression on his face when he announced his family name, his chin was slightly raised, and he was a bit disdainful, "I advise you to stay away from this witch. You don't know yet, but she is the daughter of the leader of the Demon Cult!"

"So what?" Mo Zhaoyuan showed a gentle smile, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with affection, "The one next to me is still the Holy Son of the Glazed Light Temple!"

"Hmph, it seems that you are also an evil person by being with these people!" She Junpeng said angrily, "Then I will not be polite!"

"Young Xia She." Seeing She Junpeng's defiant attitude, Luo Zike frowned slightly.

When She Junpeng heard Luo Zike's voice, embarrassment flashed across his face, but he still retreated unwillingly.

"Young Master Xuandu, I have admired your name for a long time." Luo Zike's attitude was personable, with a smile on his face, "I came here with these righteous brothers to enjoy Fengqu. Come out of Fengqu, to restore peace to the Jianghu?"

"Luo Zike, I think you are a sensible person, so I will tell you the truth." Jiang Zhuyue said to Luo Zike seriously, "Qi Fengqu is really not on me, you are going to grab this necklace." Having said that, Jiang Zhuyue He took out the pendant from his chest, held it in his hand and showed it to Luo Zike: "This is a gift from Brother Wenyuan, and it is kept as a souvenir. It is not a phoenix song at all."

"Is it what you say?" She Junpeng couldn't help retorting, "If it wasn't for Qi Fengqu, how could your internal strength have grown so fast in the past six months?"

"What I said is true, believe it or not." Jiang Zhuyue showed anger on his face, "She Junpeng, let me tell you, it's just a golden sword sect, and it's nothing compared to my Guiyan sect!"

"You!" She Junpeng didn't expect Jiang Zhuyue to say that, and immediately flew into a rage.

"You can try it if you don't believe me." Jiang Zhuyue smiled coldly, his delicate and lovely face was icy cold.

She Junpeng stopped talking immediately.

The power of the Guiyi Sect is indeed much stronger than that of the Golden Knife Sect, She Junpeng can't say anything to refute, and he doesn't dare to anger Jiang Zhuyue completely.

After all, Jiang Zhuyue is the only daughter of Jiang Baicheng, the leader of Guiyi Sect.