After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

"You can't take it calmly, right?" Wen Gu pretended not to hear the question, and asked solemnly.

Yuan Jiuyuan laughed, his eyes were clear, "If you want to see it, let's watch it together."

Wen Gu waved his hand, "No, no, no."

Yuan Jiuyuan knelt and half-kneeled on the sparkling Daze, his long satin-black hair naturally fell down, faintly covering the clear and smooth lines of his side cheeks, weakening the coldness on his face, smiling Said: "Wen Gu, it would be great if I could see you again."

"Yes!" Wen Gu sighed quietly, and said in an encouraging and firm tone, "We will definitely meet!"

Arrange another car accident?

The car flattened Wen Gu and survived.

Yuan Jiuyuan smiled self-deprecatingly, "I have half of the blood of the demon race on my body. Because my family doesn't tolerate me, they cut off their friendship with me. I live alone in the teacher's school. If it wasn't for meeting you, I'm afraid I won't be here in this life." There will be good friends."

Wen Gu couldn't hear this inadvertent grievance, and comforted him gently: "Don't say that, you are very good, if it weren't for me, many people would like it."

"What if I only want you to like me alone?" Yuan Jiuyuan stared at him and asked.

Wen Gu's dark pupils faltered, and said hesitantly: "I like you very much, all the masters and sisters like you."

Yuan Jiuyuan shook his head, and said lightly: "My grandfather used to like me very much, because I honored my ancestors, but later he thought I was a disgrace, and he wanted to get rid of me quickly."

It's so pitiful, Wen Gu's eyes are hot, and the elders of Wen's family treat him very kindly. He has been surrounded by stars since he was a child. Compared with Yuan Jiuyuan, his life is so happy, "Xiao Jiu, don't worry, my best I like you the most."

"Like me the most? What about the second most?"

The calm expression in Yuan Jiuyuan's eyes disappeared completely.

Wen Gu vaguely felt that he had been fooled, so he still said softly: "There is no second best, Xiao Jiu."

Yuan Jiuyuan's heart suddenly became clear, I am the only one, he thought.

……

Yuning City.

Speaking of underground casinos, Yuan Jiuyuan's impression is Pai Gow, dice, throwing pots, and cricket fighting. A group of ordinary people crowded in the hut to drink and drink, blushing for a few cents of money.

This underground casino in Yu Ning City was far from what he had imagined. It was located in an inconspicuous shop in the commercial street in the downtown area. Captain Gao's informant had already greeted the guests. The elevator goes down two floors.

As soon as the elevator door opened, the lights were bright and the surroundings were resplendent.

The spacious hall stretches as far as the eye can see. Well-dressed gamblers are sitting on tables, smoking smoky cigars. Waiters in slim cheongsams show long white legs and smile sweetly as they walk through the crowd.

Captain Gao gritted his teeth, took out 5000 RMB, and under the contemptuous eyes of the croupier, exchanged for ten white chips, and came to Yuan Jiuyuan's side with it.

"Xiao Wen, according to the informant, the suspect's name is Du Yong. Hey, he's the little fat man over there."

Yuan Jiuyuan looked over, and there was a fat and white man sitting in the middle of the biggest gambling table not far away, wearing a white suit, his hair was combed shiny, and his thick fingers were wearing golden rings studded with diamonds. His famous watch swayed back and forth with the movement of the dice, and two words were written all over his body——

rich.

Yuan Jiuyuan smelled the smell of money.

Du Yong looks very kind, and his smile has the compassionate look of Maitreya Buddha. He is the boss here, and he usually plays a few games with business friends occasionally, as a way to stabilize his relationship.

Now the higher-ups are very strict with this business, and the casino will close its doors in a few days. Du Yong put a stack of chips to his poker players, and thought leisurely——

After finishing this vote, I will wash my hands.

He has earned enough money, and he has done a lot of messy things. If he doesn't get out, he might fall into the river. Just as Du Yong was thinking about this, someone across from him pushed aside the chair and Shi Shiran sat down.

The man was very handsome and delicate, with a noble aura that even the white shirt and simple jeans could not hide. His thin, white hands were as crystal clear as amber under the chandelier on the dome.

Standing beside him was a middle-aged man with a serious and tough face, holding ten chips in his hand.

Du Yong has been doing business for many years. These two are not gamblers at first glance. He smiled slightly and said, "You two, here is at least [-] yuan, and the small ones are in the right hall."

Yuan Jiuyuan glanced at the expensive watch in his hand, and said noncommittally: "It's only one hundred thousand, Lao Gao, give it to him."

"This... we are here to see the world, there is no need to play so big, right?" Captain Gao winked at him.

Yuan Jiuyuan glanced at him, and said calmly, "Don't worry, I will only win and not lose."

Du Yong clapped his hands and laughed, "Young man, what a big tone!"

Captain Gao had no choice but to choose to trust him. He reluctantly exchanged [-] chips and carefully handed them over to Yuan Jiuyuan. He asked in a low voice, "Aren't you rich artists? Why do you keep staring at my pockets?" Where are the three melons and two dates?"

"Is it for you, or for me?"

Yuan Jiuyuan casually placed the chips on the table, relaxed and leaned on the seat, looking calm and composed.

Captain Gao was speechless and reminded him, "This is my salary for half a year, save yourself some money!"

After the words fell, Yuan Jiuyuan said, "Win or lose, how much do you bet?"

Du Yong is not a simple person. Seeing him, he knew that he was not a good person, and he had some skills, so he said: "I am the same as you."

As a result, the man with himself didn't let the croupier intervene. He picked up the sieve and shook it a few times casually, and slapped it on the table indifferently.

"Big or small?" Yuan Jiuyuan asked casually.

The sweat on Captain Gao's head was dripping down. The man in front of him had great powers, but he certainly didn't understand casinos. The water here was as deep as the sea, and there were no underground gamblers at all. Most of them were ordinary people with red eyes.

Du Yong looked at him carefully and learned facial micro-expressions to judge the size of the opponent's cards, but Yuan Jiuyuan's face did not show any ups and downs, nor any emotions.

"Big." Du Yong had no choice but to press one casually.

Yuan Jiuyuan opened the Gu sieve, one, two, three small.

Du Yong looked calm, stretched out his hand and pushed the chips, "Come again."

……

No. After the 11th round, the indifferent look on Du Yong's face could no longer be maintained. He began to doubt his superb gambling skills. The person in front of him seemed to be his natural nemesis. , the situation did not improve, and the loss was even worse.

This rare scene of winning ten rounds in a row attracted the attention of the gamblers in the casino. They crowded around the table and bet with Yuan Jiuyuan. The dealer almost lost his underwear.

In less than half an hour, Du Yong lost 400 million.

The chips were neatly placed in front of Yuan Jiuyuan, he buckled the dice Gu, and asked calmly, "Are you still playing?"

The flesh on Du Yong's face trembled, and the benevolent Maitreya Buddha turned into a vajra glaring, "Are you cheating?"

Yuan Jiuyuan sneered, stood up slowly while supporting the edge of the table, and asked straight to the point: "Du Yong, have you ever killed anyone?"

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Captain Gao, who was delighted to win the money, looked at him nervously like cold water pouring down his head. The casino is all Du Yong's people. Isn't it courting death to ask like this?

Du Yong's eyes narrowed into slits, and he said with a half-hearted smile, "I've killed them, hundreds of millions of them are killed every day."

It caused vague and absurd laughter, and the tense atmosphere relaxed.

Yuan Jiuyuan looked at the 400 million chips piled up on the table, and said lightly: "I'm talking about Ning Xiaohai, 11 years ago, in room 207 of Zijin Pavilion, the four of you tied him up and took out his heart. Conceal him and build him into the wall."

Du Yong stood up violently, the cigar in his mouth fell on the card table, and his face sank like water: "What are you talking about? I am a good citizen who abides by the law, and everyone here can prove it!"

"Before he died, you still had a conscience. You whispered in his ear and said that 400% of the money from selling the heart would be given to his family. It was exactly [-] million. I got it back for him today." Yuan Jiuyuan said calmly. After finishing, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at Du Yong.

There was a cold light in the pitch-black pupils, cold and compelling.

Captain Gao was speechless, and had to admit again that he was not an ordinary person. The number of people involved in the crime and the amount involved in the case were all confidential files. Unless the relevant insiders, they would have no way of knowing this information.

Killing and hiding the corpse, plus absconding is a capital crime. Du Yong's back was drenched in cold sweat, and his heart suddenly became ruthless. There was nothing to be afraid of, and today he will bet the last round.

It's a bet that the fish will die and the net will break!

Go home after this battle!

"There are only two of them, let me serve them together!"

Du Yong picked up the ashtray on the table, but he didn't believe it, dozens of people can't handle two people.

I thought these two people would be scared, but I didn't expect the young one to be expressionless, laughing like a flower, and stepped back a few steps to make room for him to perform.

……

Thousand Crane Peak.

Wen Gu held the sword technique given by Senior Sister Miaozhen, and sat lazily on the blue rock in the bamboo forest, gnawing on the obscure words.

There are no illustrations, and it depends entirely on the reader's understanding. The complex classical Chinese texts seem to circle around Wen Gu's little head, making him dizzy.

At this moment, a green figure came out of the lush bamboo forest. Xu Fu changed into casual clothes and carried a long sword, obviously preparing to go down the mountain.

"Xiao Jiu, do you want to go to the stockade at the foot of Lingxiao Peak?"

Wen Gu closed the book, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, completely forgetting the last time Xu Fu bullied him, "Senior Brother Xu! You are so kind!"

Today is the lovely Xiao Jiu, Xu Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "The porter in the village will give my master a jar of wine every day. I haven't seen him for three days, so the master sent me to have a look."

The two talked all the way, and Yu Jian walked through the verdant ancient trees and headed for the stockade at the foot of Ling Xiaofeng.

Xiaozhaizi is located at the foot of Lingxiao Peak, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, like a paradise.

The villagers have lived here for generations, farming during the day, weaving at night, and occasionally going to the mountains to cut firewood and hunt, and sell them in the town for a sum of money to spend the winter. Madman Xiao turned a blind eye to it, and his disciples also turned a blind eye to it, and lived in peace for many years .

With the protection of Ling Xiaofeng, those rogue bandits dare not trouble the village. The small village, which was originally sparsely populated, now has hundreds of people.

"Junior Brother Jiu, why didn't you see Wen Gu today?"

Xu Fu asked cautiously.

When Wen Guru responded to Feng Ao with the same rhetoric, "I don't know him very well, and I don't know where he is going."

The corners of Xu Fu's mouth rose slightly, and then he put on a supernatural and indifferent expression, "Although he resembles you in every way, he is not half as good as you. You are unique in the hearts of senior brothers."

"I think so too." Wen Gu said helplessly.

Xu Fu paused for a moment, then thought about his words and said, "I've heard good people say that you have a very close relationship, but I don't believe it. How can Junior Brother Xiao Jiu be a fake Phoenix?"

Wen Gu was very grateful to Xu Fu for using the cryptic description and not using the derogatory term "cutting the sleeves and dividing the peaches". He could not answer this question, and walked up the stone steps with his head depressed.

A few steps away from the small village surrounded by mountains and rivers, the village where people come and go on weekdays is completely silent, and the breeze from the mountains blows, carrying a strong smell of blood.

Wen Gu and Xu Fu looked at each other and saw the same signal in each other's eyes.

Something happened.

Xu Fu's long sword didn't scream, he called out the sword solemnly and flew towards the stockade, "Xiao Jiu, you wait here, I will go back as soon as I go."

"it is good."

Human life is a matter of fate, Wen Gu understands that obedience is the best choice at this time.

The half-black, half-bright sword seemed to be piercing through the clouds, and it shot out a meteor-like light, flying straight into the quiet tile-roofed houses of the village, followed by Xu Fu cautiously.

In the small courtyard at the entrance of the village are hanging flowered clothes to dry, and tiger-head shoes made by mother for the children. A rough porcelain bowl is placed on the stone mill next to it. Swarms of flies are flying around the bowl, creating an even more unpleasant smell. Coming out of the room, Xu Fu glanced at Wen Gu behind him, gave him a reassuring look, and then opened the door and entered.

Xu Fu did not come out of the courtyard for a long time.

Wen Gu settled down and waited for a long time, but Xu Fu was nowhere to be seen. He called Senior Brother Xu Fu a few times, and the only response to him was a chilling cold wind.

Going in now is like picking up another one. Wen Gu took out Yuan Jiuyuan's epee, and was planning to return to Shui Jingfeng immediately with the sword, and asked Jing Feiming to come out to clear the crisis.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the bluestone path in the village, eight feet away, thanks to Yuan Jiuyuan's eyesight, he saw clearly that it was a very young man.

She was wearing a gray and green embroidered shirt, with a white jade pendant hanging around her waist. She was thin and long, a bit sickly and frail, and she looked like a boy and a girl, and her appearance was as beautiful as a good girl.

The moment Wen Gu saw his face clearly, the figure of the man disappeared like a ghost, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye!

The man looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Yuan Jiuyuan."

Different from the extraordinary beauty, the voice is dry and hoarse like a rusty knife.

Wen Gu was startled, his cheeks turned pale and bloodless, he quickly activated the sword formula, and suddenly felt a piercing chill beside his ears, and a man's voice sounded almost close to his ears——

"Fenghuaxueyue, listen to my orders."

The bewitching charm from the demons can manipulate monks to do whatever they want.

Wen Gu felt his head thumping, and the picture in front of him disappeared as if the ink had faded, and turned into a boudoir with warm jade and fragrance.

A hand with icy muscles and bones stretched out from the bed curtain of the pink mandarin duck and butterfly, and slowly lifted the bed curtain, revealing a charming face, covering her lips and chuckling, beckoning to Wen Gu, "Come here, Brother Xiao Jiu!"

The man appreciated Wen Gu's appearance of being immersed in the charm with satisfaction, but soon, Wen Gu frowned, as if he wanted to break free from the charm.

"Are the rumors true?"

Fairy Hanyue is as beautiful as a fairy, but she is not moved. The man has to admire Wen Gu's concentration, but he is not afraid. He smiled coldly and said again: "Fantasy! Listen to my orders!"

The boudoir turned into a cloud of smoke from before Wen Gu's eyes, and this time it turned into an elegant room. A half-dressed handsome boy sat heavily on Wen Gu's lap, with two bare hands and slender arms hooking his neck.

The young man was born extremely beautiful, his mouth was painted with fragrant danzhu, and his body was so white that water could be squeezed out. He leaned on him weakly and bonelessly, and called delicately, "Officer, love my servant."

Wen Gu's whole body froze, but there was a subtle expression on his face, the shock was only a little terrified, and he was not immersed in the phantom at all.

The man was shocked. The charm technique, which has been invincible for a hundred years, was defeated by a monk who was only in the golden core stage.

Do you want him to go into battle himself?