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Jiang Yuncheng was drunk.

What he drank was the best bamboo leaf green, with a soft taste, golden and green color, and the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

He is a person who loves to drink, and he is also a person who rarely gets drunk, but he got drunk that day by accident.And he also ordered Xiao Er to fetch a brush and ink, and splash ink on the wall of the restaurant:

"I'm Qingdu Shanshuilang, Tianjiao Fufu and Shukuang. I once granted rain and wind coupons, and left clouds to borrow moon badges when I was tired.

There are thousands of poems and thousands of cups of wine. I have looked at the king several times.The jade tower and the golden palace go back lazily, and the plum blossoms are inserted to make Luoyang drunk. "

He is quite famous among the local scholastics, so the store specially surrounded his calligraphy with a screen.

After he returned home, he regretted his behavior quite a bit, and felt that it was a bit of a mess, so it took more than half a month before he went to the restaurant where he left the ink crow again.As soon as he sat down in his usual seat, he heard a voice——

"Xiaoer, do you know who wrote the writing on the wall?"

He turned around and saw a young man with a longbow on his back.The boy's appearance is not outstanding, but he has a pair of unforgettable eyes, shining like stars.

Xiaoer said: "Coincidentally, it's Mr. Jiang Yuncheng Jiang who is behind you."

When the boy turned his head, he saw a young man in white with a wine glass.

The gestures of the white-clothed young man seemed to carry the romance of the south of the Yangtze River, which reminded people of the white-clothed gentleman in history, whether he was as charming as this young young man.

Reflected in each other's eyes, they are both young and young.At this moment, there was no deception, no betrayal, no confrontation between them. They were just two young people who fell in love with each other as soon as they met.

Jiang Yuncheng made a gesture of toasting to He Xi, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

He Xi smiled heartily and walked towards Jiang Yuncheng.

If life is just like first sight, why is Qiu Feng sadly painting a fan.

In life, there are love and hatred, kindness and resentment, and there are no ifs.

Jiang Yuncheng woke up.

He often dreamed about He Xi, especially during the three years when he was in exile after the fall of the Northern League.There were many times when he almost died, but what supported him was his desire to see He Xi again.But he also knew that when he saw He Xi, he didn't want to die.

So he has been alive, even if he lives like a bereaved dog.

Shen Yanbing sat beside Jiang Yuncheng's bed, not showing joy because Jiang Yuncheng woke up.

Jiang Yuncheng wanted to smile, but he touched the wound, making the smile very ugly, "Your expression looks like I'm going to die."

"You are indeed going to die." Shen Yan said with a cold face, "Not only are you poisoned, but there is also He Xi who will come to take your life at some point."

Jiang Yuncheng sat up, "You mean... Ah Xi, where is he?"

"Maybe he is hiding in a corner, waiting to give you an arrow through your heart." Shen Yanbing pushed Jiang Yuncheng back on the bed, "You should have a good rest, your whole body is full of injuries. As for He Xi's whereabouts, I will help you." You ask."

"Thank you, third brother." Jiang Yuncheng looked at Shen Yanbing with gratitude in his eyes.

"My brother, thank you for what you say." Shen Yanbing took a box from the side and put it on the bed, "I only found six of your twelve knives."

Jiang Yuncheng said shyly, "The other six have long been lost."

Shen Yanbing was silent for a while, and said: "After all these years, why didn't you come to me."

"I'm afraid I will cause you trouble." Jiang Yuncheng paused, "You are not only you, there is Wu Xingshen's family behind you."

"Brother, you are too considerate of others, I am not afraid of trouble." Shen Yanbing held Jiang Yuncheng's hand outside the quilt.

Jiang Yuncheng withdrew his hand calmly, "Third brother, I'm tired."

"Then I won't disturb your rest." Shen Yanbing walked out of the room and closed the door.Facing the door, the hypocritical smile on his face disappeared immediately.He actually wanted to ask Jiang Yuncheng, if I were He Xi, would you be afraid to cause me trouble?But he didn't ask. There are some things that cannot be asked.

He found a servant and ordered: "Go to the Chengdong Inn and send a message to a man named He Xi, saying that Jiang Yuncheng is awake."

Since Zuiyuelou broke up that day, He Xi lived in Chengdong Inn and never came out.Shen Yanbing knew of He Xi's whereabouts, but out of selfishness, he didn't tell Jiang Yuncheng.

After He Xi received the message, he was not in a hurry to find Jiang Yuncheng.He bathed, burned incense, replenished his arrows, maintained his longbow, and slept soundly.The next day, he went to Shen Yanbing's other courtyard.

He handed over the greeting card in a polite manner, although there was also a letter of challenge to Jiang Yuncheng in the greeting card.

When Jiang Yuncheng received the war letter, he couldn't laugh or cry, and saw that the war letter read:

"Jiang Yuncheng said:

If I want to kill you, you can decide the date of your own death. If today is good, tomorrow will be good. In the future, I will be impatient, or after killing you, I will be ashamed.

Cong word. "

"Nonsense!" Shen Yanbing frowned as he looked at the gauntlet.

Jiang Yuncheng caressed He Xi's handwriting, He Xi's handwriting was not good, but the strokes were sharp, as if they were about to tear through the paper.Jiang Yuncheng recalled the way He Xi was writing in his memory, and couldn't help smiling, "He really is still the same."

Shen Yanbing asked: "What are you going to do, just let him mess around like this?"

"I want to meet him in the main room." Jiang Yuncheng put the gauntlet into his sleeve, arranged his clothes again, and asked a little embarrassedly: "How do I look?"

Jiang Yuncheng hadn't recovered yet, and his face was slightly pale, but his sickness could not reduce his romantic charm, on the contrary, it made him look like a celebrity who walked out of a picture scroll of Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Shen Yanbing forced a smile and said: "If you rank second in your demeanor, no one of your generation in this Jianghu would dare to rank first."

"This is all absurd praise from people in the Jianghu. Why are you being polite to me?" Jiang Yuncheng opened the box on the bed, and inserted the short knives in the box into the pouches of different sizes on the leather belt.

"You are a dragon among men, and you deserve any kind of praise." Shen Yanbing looked at Jiang Yuncheng's figure like a spring tree in Weibei, and said sincerely.

Jiang Yuncheng joked: "If I am a dragon among men, what are you, my military adviser?"

"I am Yun." Shen Yanbing showed nostalgia, and he thought of those days in the Wulin League, "Second brother is a tiger, and Ah Xi is the wind." The second brother he was talking about was Jun You, the leader of the Southern League.

The cloud follows the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

Jiang Yuncheng also fell into memories, "He is indeed like an unpredictable wind." How can a person catch a ray of breeze?

"You go, I'm afraid He Xi can't wait." Enduring the heartache, Shen Yanbing reminded.

"I'm going." Jiang Yuncheng pushed open the door, the spring was just right outside the door, the spring flowers were blooming, and the spring birds were chirping. He couldn't help taking a deep breath, feeling that he was truly alive.

In the main room, He Xi, who was crossing her legs, was very impatient.He hates waiting, especially waiting for Jiang Yuncheng.He had spent a long time waiting for Jiang Yuncheng to turn around, but all he had to wait for was the trap of the Northern League with hidden murderous intentions.

When Jiang Yuncheng entered the main room, He Xi's face was very ugly.

Jiang Yuncheng didn't seem to notice He Xi's expression, and said with a smile, "A Xi, long time no see."

He Xi found that Jiang Yuncheng was getting old, and when Jiang Yuncheng laughed, there were fine lines in the corners of his eyes.He spoke bluntly and said without thinking, "You are old."

Jiang Yuncheng said with emotion: "For so many years, you haven't changed at all."

Jiang Yuncheng met He Xi for the first time. He Xi was still a 17-year-old boy.To this day, He Xi's face is still young, as if time has taken special care of him and cannot bear to leave marks on his face.

"You are no longer the old Jiang Yuncheng, and I am not the old He Xi." He Xi said coldly.

Many years ago, Jiang Yuncheng asked himself the person who knew He Xi best.But now, this indifferent person really made him feel a little strange.

"Really..." Jiang Yuncheng stared at He Xi, and couldn't help reaching out his hand, wanting to touch this strange yet familiar old friend.

"Crack." He Xi patted Jiang Yuncheng's hand away, he didn't want to reminisce with Jiang Yuncheng at all, "Tell me, when will we have a duel?"

Jiang Yuncheng smiled helplessly, "Look at my weapon."

He Xi lowered her head and looked at Jiang Yuncheng's waist.There were twelve pouches on Jiang Yuncheng's leather belt, but only six had weapons inserted in them, and the other six were empty.

He Xi frowned and asked, "Where's your 'Twelve Swords'?"

Jiang Yuncheng stroked the short knives around his waist, "In the past few years, I have been hunted down by the imperial court. I was born and risked life and death, and there are only six 'twelve knives' left."

"It's a big deal and I don't need 'Crane Snow'. We fight with bare hands, and no one will take advantage." He Xi untied the longbow on his back and threw it on the ground.

Jiang Yuncheng looked at "Hexue" who was treated like a shoe, "I gave you this 'Hexue'."

"Hexue" is actually He Xi's favorite, but in front of Jiang Yuncheng, he can only pretend that he doesn't care about "Hexue", "Hmph, who cares about it, you insisted on giving it to me at the beginning." mine."

Jiang Yuncheng felt bitter in his heart, "There is a training ground in the courtyard of the third younger brother. You and I will have a duel in the training ground tomorrow at this time. What do you think?"

"That's it!" He Xi picked up "Crane Snow", didn't want to wait for a moment, and flew out of the main room with lightness kung fu.

Jiang Yuncheng stared intently at He Xi's back, and after that figure completely disappeared, he let out a long sigh.

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