Jianghu chaos

"Actually, I once thought about it..." Ye Fushu cleared his throat, as if a little embarrassed, "I wanted to write "Long Lovesickness"."

"Sauvignon Blanc?"

Ye Fushu coughed, and said unnaturally: "Nowadays, the martial arts sect and the evil heretics are in conflict with the hero named Yugu. If, if... if there is an opportunity, a hero of the famous and decent family meets a woman named Yugu..."

"Who can win?" Ruan Xi thought for a while, and said naturally, "Naturally, he must be a decent hero!"

Ye Fushu turned his eyes away, and his face blushed slightly: "If it's a fight, it's time to fall in love?"

"Huh?" Ruan Xi was dumbfounded.

Ye Fushu said earnestly: "If the leader of the martial arts and the woman of the Demon Cult met, knew each other, and promised each other, do you think the situation in the martial arts would be different?"

Ruan Xi fell into deep thought: "But the leader hasn't been elected yet?"

Ye Fushu rolled his eyes: "The story is of course a fiction, it's just a reference to the present world... Well, just imagine, if... if one day, the leader of the alliance and the city lord of the Sunset City, Ming Yuan, fell in love with each other..."

Ruan Xi was confused: "Is Ming Yuan a man or a woman?"

Ye Fushu waved his hand carelessly: "You don't have to be obsessed with these details, I won't weave the name Ming Yuan into it, it's just to use his identity... It is rumored that Ming Yuan may be a woman, so let's assume that the leader is a man. Teach the leader to be good to women."

"The lord of the alliance has a lot of things to do every day, and he has to act chivalrously to maintain the order of the martial arts. He must be too busy." Ruan Xi said seriously, "Also, you all said that the establishment of the martial arts alliance was to deal with the hero Yugu, especially Ming Yuan. I'm afraid they will die before they get married..."

Ye Fushu flattened his mouth: "My master said that in the current situation, the Wulin League and the hero Yu Gu are evenly matched, and it is afraid that there will be a stalemate for a long time."

"But..." Ruan Xi still persisted in questioning, "Since the situation is the same, how can the leader know and agree with 'Ming Yuan'?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Ye Fushuxin picked up a bamboo branch and wrote and drew on the ground, "The leader of the Demon Cult has never appeared in ghosts and ghosts. There has never been a rumor about her appearance in the world. Maybe one day she will pretend to be an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts. Met with the lord who was visiting the Jianghu, the two had a happy conversation at the first sight, and when they parted, they both concealed their names by coincidence and only told each other under false names...isn't it reasonable?"

Ruan Xi disagreed: "The Demon Cult is nothing more than that, and the leader stands upright, so why should he hide his name?"

Ye Fushu took it for granted: "Of course the leader is low-key!"

Ruan Xi was persuaded: "Then what happened later?"

"Later..." Ye Fushu thought for a while, and continued, "Later, the leader of the alliance continued to visit the martial arts in disguise, and the leader of the Demon Cult happened to be going to inspect the external hall of Yanzhong, so the two ran into each other again!"

"The enemy's road is narrow." Ruan Xi commented.

"Obviously it's destined to meet thousands of miles away!" Ye Fushu gave him a reproachful look, "Since they met, the two of them walked side by side, and gradually fell in love with each other... until one day, when the two met in a difficult situation, they came to help each other." , happened to meet with a certain sect. The head of that sect doesn’t know the leader of the Demon Cult, but he naturally recognizes the leader. After talking, ‘Ming Yuan’ naturally knew the identity of the leader.”

"What about after you know?" Ruan Xi couldn't wait.

"Afterwards, Ming Yuan personally took action and went to the Chao Wenhui to capture a girl surnamed Ye." A voice sounded faintly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Ye Fushu jumped up in fright, and when she turned her head, she saw behind the bamboo shadows and branches, the two of them were standing side by side in long clothes, and the shadows of the trees were scattered on the clothes, and their expressions were somewhat covered. Unclear emotions.

"Senior brother, the owner of Shangguan Villa?"

Shangguan Yun is the most likely candidate for the leader of the martial arts alliance, and the ones they arranged just now are all leaders.

Ye Fushu took a step back with difficulty, meeting Ruan Xi's eyes.

Just now, he was still introspecting and reviewing that it is not appropriate to talk about other people's private affairs. In the blink of an eye, he started to arrange others again, and he was caught again!

Ruan Xi also took a step back, drooping his head: "Brothers... when did you come..."

"I just came here, and I'm catching up with the most exciting part." Mei Qian said, "It's still unknown whether Ming Yuan is a man or a woman. You just promised him your life like this. It really breaks my heart."

Ye Fushu muttered: "Just...to use an analogy..."

Mei Qian turned to Shangguan Yun: "I don't think you should run for the leader of the alliance. The leader of the alliance is in love with Ming Yuan. I really can't imagine how you fall in love."

Shangguan Yun was helpless: "Brother Mei, don't make fun of me."

Ruan Xi lowered his head and apologized: "Ruan Xi knew he was wrong, he shouldn't arrange the owner of Shangguan Villa at will."

"It's the leader you arranged, not me." Shangguan Yun smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and rarely joked, "Perhaps you will be the leader of the alliance in the future, I don't know."

Ye Fushu looked over quietly, winking at him brightly.

Ruan Xi felt a chill run down his back.

"Miss Ye's story is very interesting." Shangguan Yun said, "I don't know what will happen to 'Ming Yuan' after he learns the identity of the leader? If the identity of 'Ming Yuan' is revealed, what will happen to the two of them?"

Ye Fushu also got into trouble: "To be honest with the owner, I actually only thought of this, and I don't know what will happen after my identity is revealed... So I want to refer to one or two after the leader is selected."

Shangguan Yun laughed: "Then this leader really has a heavy responsibility."

Mei Qian was a little strange: "You are in a good mood today? Are you even interested in such meaningless things?"

"So I'm so boring in Brother Mei's eyes?" Shangguan Yun blinked his eyes uncharacteristically, "I also read the Morning News Monthly."

"Really?!" Ye Fushu jumped up, his whole body was boiling, "Master Shangguan also reads the monthly newspaper?!"

Shangguan Yun nodded with a smile: "The Chaowenhui is very interesting. It's just that it's not the time to go into details. If the girl doesn't go back, Miss Cao should be worried."

Ye Fushu blushed from his laughter, hurriedly packed up and ran to find the piano player, and while running, she didn't forget to turn her head and add: "If the owner of the Shangguan village likes it, I will ask them to send a copy of every monthly newspaper in the future. To Baichuan Villa!"

Shangguan Yun couldn't help laughing.

At the entrance of the dining hall, Caoqin stood alone under the eaves, frowning and looking at the sky from a distance.

A large shadow is slowly approaching, and the flowing clouds are entangled around the sun, blocking a few rays of sunlight.

"Sister Qin, don't you want to eat it?" Ye Fushu held a plate of golden and crispy glutinous rice cakes in front of her, "The freshly fried ones are about to be snatched up!"

Cao Qin picked up a piece and put it into her mouth, Ye Fushu took a bite out of it, stuffing his cheeks bulging.

"It's going to rain in the afternoon, I'm going to arrange the canopy ginger soup. Remember to bring an umbrella later, so you don't get drenched."

Ye Fushu also looked at the sky and nodded obediently: "Remember to bring it too!"

"I always feel..." Caoqin murmured to herself, then shook her head and smiled wryly in the middle of speaking, "Maybe I'm too nervous and always feel that something is going to happen."

Doufubao was very efficient in handling affairs. When the sound of the fan reappeared, the clouds had not yet reached the top of the head, and the canopy for the auditorium had already been arranged.It's just that the competition platform is too big, and lightness skills are often used in the competition, so it is not suitable to use a low canopy, so it is still exposed under the clouds.Most of the martial arts practitioners are physically strong, and martial arts competition in the rain is a trivial matter, and no one cares about it.

"Ah!" Ruan Xi sneezed loudly, rubbing his nose, and saw that under the canopy at the corner of the Martial Arts Field, there were people setting up a stove, boiling water in a pot, and boiling ginger soup.

Xie Chaohan praised: "Miss Cao is really thoughtful."

Mei Qian glanced at him: "Why didn't I see you just now?"

Xie Chaohan sighed, "It's hard to be a human being."

Mei Qian understood: "Have you gone to find Miss Hua?"

Xie Chaohan nodded, and said calmly: "This matter is indeed my fault, and I should plead guilty."

Not far away, Hua Juyue and Mu Jiuqiu were walking one after the other. It seemed that Miss Hua was still in a bad mood.

"I was the one who unintentionally ruined someone's marriage in the past, but now I want to make up for it." Xie Chaohan said, "Whoever wants Miss Hua to be angry again, it's really hard to figure out a woman's heart."

Mei Qian stroked his forehead: "...the competition will start soon, go back to your seat, don't be an eyesore here."

Xie Chaohan shrugged his shoulders, returned to the stage in a flash, picked up the plum wine poured from the table next to his seat, and raised his hand at Mei Qian from a distance, curling his lips provocatively.

The golden needle in the sleeve was about to move, and Mei Qian suddenly felt itchy again.

The two knights who played this time are evenly matched. They seem to be quite afraid of the boundaries of tofu. They are very restrained in their moves. Compared with the previous groups, their movements are much slower. Not to mention that Xie Chaohan looked drowsy. Even Ruan Xi, who didn't understand half of it, was bored and yawned without paying attention.

The sky was getting cloudier, the wind was cooling down, Ruan Xi was still making moves cautiously on the stage, and Ruan Xi's eyelids were getting darker, while Ye Fushu beside him was spinning his pen boredly, and with one hand tilted, a drop of ink fell on his face.

At the same time, there was a drop of water stains on the face.

There was a sudden commotion around them, and the bored audience sat up straight.

"Who is that? This game is not over yet, why did he play?" Ye Fushu exclaimed.

Ruan Xi wiped his face and looked up.

On the flying Doufu battle flag, someone stood in the air, looking down coldly, the long sword in his hand was shining brightly, and drops of water rolled from the edge of the sword, and disappeared into the air without a sound.

I don't know when it rained.

The spring rain was so light that it only stained the eyelashes, and the entire martial arts stage was moistened.The man looked down at the crowd from a high position, and said, "Jian Ling, the unknown soldier, I will teach you all."

The two knights in the martial arts competition under the banner naturally refused: "Do you understand the rules! We haven't finished the competition yet, why are you in a hurry!"

The man snorted and said disdainfully: "Comparing this kind of effort is a waste of time."

The two contestants got angry, and flew up one after the other, and went straight for the man.

The sword's edge trembled, and the drizzle suddenly scattered in all directions, and the white sword light flashed across the eyes. Before the two men could react, the sword's edge had passed, and a battle flag fell down, blocking the three of them.

The man stood tall on the edge of the martial arts platform, slowly raised his eyes, and looked directly at the head seat: "Please enlighten me."

In the light rain, the banner with the word "Doufu" written on it was gradually moistened and slumped to the ground.

Cao Qin got up vigorously, flicked his sleeves heavily, held the long flute in his hand, and shook off the water stains on his sleeves.