[Peerless Double Arrogance] The history of blackening of five good youths

Because of the love lock, Xiao Yu'er and Jiang Yulang still sleep on the same bed.Before that, Xiao Yu'er was always bored and didn't say a few words at the dinner table, just like a puppy abandoned by its owner.Jiang Yulang wanted to distance himself from him, so he stopped trying to make him happy and make him talk. In addition, his injury was stable, and he didn't need help from others to wipe his body or go to the toilet. They didn't say a word until they lay on the bed. .

The bamboo couch is for one person, and Jiang Yulang and Xiao Yu'er were already a bit crowded lying together, but Yin Shan wanted to join in the fun, nestling beside Jiang Yulang with a shameless face, and couldn't even drive him away.Jiang Yulang was afraid that he would accidentally turn over and crush it while sleeping, so he leaned closer to Xiao Yu'er, their arms pressed tightly together.

In the darkness, Xiao Yu'er suddenly said: "Hero Jiang is very capable and has a wide network of contacts. I think he will soon find a way to open the love lock."

Jiang Yulang was taken aback, and then said: "That's true, as far as I know, several of his friends have swords that cut iron like mud, maybe you won't have to be wronged to share this bed with me tomorrow night. "

Hearing that Xiao Yu'er didn't answer, he paused and continued: "These days when I was seriously injured, I really trouble you."

Although Hua Wuque treated him meticulously, Jiang Yulang was still in a daze for several days, and every time he woke up, no matter whether it was afternoon, evening, midnight or early morning, Xiao Yu'er was also awake.He knows that people who have slept for a long time must have a bad mouth, and Jiang Yulang likes to be clean, so he always brings the cup to his mouth to let him rinse his mouth, and then holds the gargle to let him spit out the mouthwash, and then Feed him water.If Jiang Yulang slept for a long time, he would ask him if he was hungry and if he wanted to eat; after he had a low fever and sweated, he would wipe his body inch by inch with hot water; Relief is simply meticulous, where is the mischievous little rascal in the past?People are not plants, how could Jiang Yulang not be grateful?

The faint starlight shone in the room through the gap in the window, but it couldn't reach the bed, so Jiang Yulang couldn't see the wry smile on Xiao Yu'er's face, and he could only hear the soft sigh of the person beside him: "Go to sleep." .”

The next day, Jiang Biehe actually brought a dagger.

The sword was only one foot long, and the scabbard was black. At first glance, it seemed inconspicuous, but when Jiang Biehe drew the sword, there was a flash of lightning in the room.

Xiao Yu'er looked at Jiang Biehe's sword in disappointment. One sword cut the chain connecting him and Jiang Yulang, and then two more swords, only heard two "Dang Dang", handcuffed to their wrists. The handcuffs on him also fell to the ground.

Jiang Yulang kneaded his wrists and looked at Xiao Yu'er with a smile, Xiao Yu'er also forced a smile to thank Jiang Biehe, maybe he should say goodbye, since the bond of love has been untied, what reason does he have to stay?

But Jiang Biehe smiled and said: "Brother Jiang, you don't have to be so polite. Speaking of which, I look around, and the more I look at you, the more I feel that you are like my old benevolent brother."

Xiao Yu'er's heart moved slightly. He heard that his biological father, Jiang Fengyuan, was born in a merchant with a wealth of wealth. He was kind and generous, and helped many people when they were in need. Could it be that Jiang Biehe is one of them?No wonder he spoke so politely to himself, and took care of him everywhere.

Jiang Biehe sighed softly: "He is a typical example of gentleness and elegance among people in the Jianghu in the past, and he is also the most famous handsome man in the Jianghu for thousands of years. I am named Xiaoer Yulang to commemorate him."

Xiao Yu'er smiled and said, "Do you think I look like a handsome man? If I can be called 'gentle and elegant', then there is no man in the world who is not gentle and elegant. Although I grew up without father and mother, But I also know that Yulang Jiang Feng is definitely not my close relative."

Jiang Biehe couldn't help showing a wry smile: "How could I not know that this was my own delusion? How could such a coincidence happen in such a vast sea of ​​people? It's just that I think of him when I look at your face..."

Xiao Yu'er said with a smile: "In that case, then I will stay here for a few more days with the cheek, so that Uncle Jiang can see more."

Jiang Biehe nodded: "Brother Jiang has obviously lost a lot recently. It must be because he took too much care of Yulang. He should take a good rest with me. I have already made chicken soup, and I can probably have dinner gone."

That's it, Xiao Yu'er lived for another day, but on the third day, he couldn't live anymore.

That morning, Xiao Yu'er woke up very early. Since he had made up his mind to practice martial arts well, he would not let down the good morning light, but when he came to the courtyard, he found that the place had already been taken by Hua Wuque .I saw that he was still dressed in white, sliding, pushing, pointing and cutting, it was nothing more than a thin silk fan, in his hands there was a mighty force, the disciple of Yihua Palace who invited Yue Lian Xing was really extraordinary, Xiao Yu'er's eyes narrowed. He is not the kind of gentleman who avoids others when he sees them practicing martial arts. Now he and Hua Wuque are also enemies. They may face each other with swords at any time. Knowing more about the enemy's moves is of course beneficial. , so he leaned on the pillar and watched Hua Wuque's folding fan flying up and down.

At this time, a clear flute sound approached from far away, and Jiang Yulang was seen holding a bamboo flute, walking slowly out of the bamboo forest beside him.He had been seriously ill, and his figure was slightly thinner. His blue coat billowed in the morning wind, as if he was walking among the clouds.

Hua Wuque was taken aback for a moment, seeing that Jiang Yulang's flute was playing non-stop, he started to move along with the sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute is melodious, high and low, light and ringing, the folding fan in his hand also rises and falls, closes and releases, and his figure also rushes and slows, left and right, one of them plays the flute, the other The dancing fan fits very well, as if it has been practiced many times.

The sound of the flute became more and more urgent, and at last it suddenly rose to a higher level. After a few circles, it sank down again, and gradually returned to tranquility in the midst of nothingness.Hua Wuque also closed his fan and stood still, surrounded by only bamboo leaves left by the wind. He turned his head to look at Jiang Yulang, and the two could not help but smile at each other.

Xiao Yu'er was so sad, he suddenly thought of Black Spider, and remembered the scene when he talked about Murong Ninth Sister when he was in Murong Villa that day.

"She's so good, I don't deserve it," he said softly, with a lonely and sweet expression on his face. At that time, he felt strange that although the black spider was not extremely handsome, he was quite handsome. He is masculine, his martial arts are not weak, and he is respected by people in the Jianghu, and he is related to the Murong family. Why does he feel so inferior when facing Murong Jiu?

Now he finally understands that the word "love" is both shocking and gratifying. Whether it is a man or a woman, they will always feel inferior in front of their sweetheart.He has always dismissed the so-called "elegance" of those aristocratic sons, thinking that it is just a piece of shit wrapped in gold, which is not only useless, but also stinking pretentious, but when these two words are placed on Jiang Yulang, it makes people I am obsessed with it, it seems that there is an inexplicable beauty in his gestures, which makes people feel like a spring breeze and overjoyed. Compared with it, I am...but so vulgar...

In the past, Xiao Yu'er would definitely not use these two words to describe himself, he would only think that it was a true temperament and a true spirit, but now it seems that he lacks education.He hasn't read too many books since he was a child, and he has been doing nothing in the Valley of the Wicked for many years. He only wants to make trouble for this and make trouble for that. I am afraid that except for the medical books at Wan Chunliu, he doesn't know what the other books look like. seen.

So he didn't know Liu Bang and Xiang Yu, and he couldn't just quote a sentence or two from "The Classic of Tea" like Hua Wuque when drinking tea with Jiang Yulang. He didn't even know how to drink tea. In other words, he can only "drink with cattle".

And what about Hua Wuque?

He was born in the most famous holy land of martial arts in the world. He is a handsome young man who doesn't care about money. His martial arts can make everyone in the rivers and lakes respect him, and his appearance and conversation can make every girl in the world fall in love with him. Perhaps not only every girl, but also Jiang Yulang, every time the two of them walked side by side, talking and laughing at Yan Yan, he was so disturbed in his heart that he wanted to turn his head away, but his eyes would always fall on Jiang Yulang involuntarily. On Lang, at this time, the soft morning light was caressing Jiang Yulang's pale face, but the smile on his face was brighter than the morning light. Xiao Yu'er didn't know what others were like, but Jiang Yulang had a kind of feeling for him. Indescribable, irresistible charm, especially when he laughs.And such a person should stand beside a perfect person as he is now, instead of standing beside himself, a rogue with no appearance.

So, this time, for the first time, he didn't step forward to disturb them, but turned and left silently.

Jiang Yulang had just recovered from a serious injury, and his spirit was a little weak. He took a nap in the afternoon. When he walked out of the bamboo house to stretch his muscles and bones, he found Xiao Yu'er standing in the yard, gesturing to his dumb servant, but he couldn't help it. Knowing sign language, talking and gesturing for a long time, the dumb servant just shook his head incomprehensibly.

Jiang Yulang saw that Xiao Yu'er, an elf, was also sweating, and couldn't help being amused, so he stepped forward and said: "What do you want, just say no to me? Don't make things difficult for my old servant. "

Xiao Yu'er suddenly turned around, seeing Jiang Yulang coming, he hesitated and said, "I want paper and pen."

Jiang Yulang showed a puzzled look, and Xiao Yuer poked his neck in dissatisfaction and said, "Hua Wuque needs it, so why can't I use it?"

Jiang Yulang suddenly felt that his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Silver Flash, so he smiled and said comfortingly: "It's useful, it's useful, of course it's useful, you go to the room and wait, I'll pick it up and deliver it to you personally." In the past." When he was preparing the guest room for Xiao Yu'er, he thought he would not use pens and paper, so he only put it in Hua Wuque's room, but he didn't expect Xiao Yu'er's mind to be as big as a needle's nose, and he even cared about it .

He took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his room, put it in front of Xiao Yu'er, and asked, "What do you want to write?"

Xiao Yuer curled his lips and said, "You don't care about it", and then saw him pick up the ink stick to help him sharpen the ink, so he stopped him immediately: "Didn't you ask Hua Wuque to play chess? Hurry up!"

Jiang Yulang smiled, didn't say much, just left obediently, and Xiao Yu'er was left alone at the table holding a pen and chin, quietly thinking about something.