[Lu Xiaofeng] Sword God's Steward

Mo Mengke used to think that Ximen Chuuxue was probably the most beautiful person he had ever seen when he was a teenager, but after Ximen Chuuxue grew up, his outline gradually grew like that of an adult man, and he lived up to his youthful beauty. I feel like I met the hardcover version of the young Ximen Fuxue.

The man in front of him looks like a weak crown, his body has not been opened yet, but his eyebrows and eyes are already divine. He came from the boat on the water, his jet-black hair is not in a mess, and there is not even a single wrinkle on his snow-white clothes. , the sculpted eyebrows and eyes have a cold, conceited and resolute expression, the eyes are as sharp as blades, but there is a faint smile on the corner of the mouth, which makes people look like a spring breeze. He is really a contradictory person.

Mo Mengke suddenly remembered Song Yu's "Ode to Lustful Sex": "The son of the master, if you increase it by one point, it will be too long, and if you subtract one point, it will be too short; if you wear powder, it will be too white; Muscles are like white snow; waist is like beams, teeth are like shells; with a sweet smile, you will bewitch Yangcheng and fascinate Cai."

He marveled in his heart that there really are such delicate and beautiful people in the world, but he thought that the other party might be the clue he was looking for, or even the hostile party.

Ximen Chuuxue will not be fooled by appearances, but he is a person who does not take the initiative to greet, so there are still invisible flowers all over the building. He smiled, lightly said with his long sleeves, "I have prepared some thin wine, If the distinguished guests don’t mind, they can sit down and have a drink together.”

"Thank you." The boy sat down neither humble nor overbearing, took the jug on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, but spit it out, "It really is bouillon."

Although Huamanlou couldn't see it, she could hear the whispered voices of the servants on the ship before. After thinking about it, I knew that the visitors must be the most magnificent people, but such people always have their own quirks and particularities. , I will not be angry, "I'm sorry, the supplies on the ship are limited, please bear with me."

"It's okay, I invite you." The young man took out a pot of wine from behind, poured three glasses, and pushed two of them to Huamanlou and Mo Mengke respectively. He seemed to know Ximen Chuuxue from the early morning He doesn't drink, so he was not poured wine.

Mo Mengke, who was speechless, blinked curiously. He remembered that when this person came over, he seemed to be light and light, and he didn't bring anything with him, right?Where did this jug of wine come from?Could it be that this boy came from Persia to do tricks?

"Good wine." After taking a sip, Hua Manlou knew that it was He Nian tribute wine. It was a health-preserving medicinal wine specially prepared by He Nian Tang for the imperial palace. Its liquid was crystal clear like gold, mellow in taste, and mild in nature , I heard that drinking this wine often has the effect of prolonging life.

It's just that most of the people who ask for wine are people who have passed the time. Young people love strong wine, so few of them like it.This person knows how to keep in good health at a young age, and it can be seen that he is a person with strong self-control.

"En, it's very fragrant." Mo Mengke also took a sip. The taste is more like a modern drink. It's a pity that Lu Xiaofeng didn't have a good drink. Otherwise, he would have the cheek to ask this person for a few pots, "Since I drank the wine , we are friends now, I don’t know what to call this young master? This is Mo Mengke, this is Hua Man Lou, and this is Ximen Chuuxue.”

"Gong Jiu." The boy lowered his head and hid his meaningful eyes, but when he raised his head again, the water was calm, as still as still water.

"Cough... the ninth son is rude." Mo Mengke choked on his drink, "I just recovered from a serious illness a while ago, and I can't be greedy for the wine, no matter how light it is." After he finished speaking, he took another sneak peek juvenile.

"It's okay, this is medicinal wine. You must have been blown by the sea breeze." Gong Jiu smiled and didn't care.

"Well, I guess that's the case, then I'll excuse you and go add some clothes." Mo Mengke was afraid that he would not leave, and there would be no reason to choke on the wine later.This person is Gong Jiu, he is like a fox, but he is not so easy to be fooled, he has to work hard.

Gong Jiu has always been planning behind the scenes. He probably thought that no one in Jianghu knew his name, so he didn't even cover it up, so he said his real name, or, with his proud strength, he didn't have to hide his real name .

Mo Mengke originally thought he had caught a beautiful koi, but he didn't expect it to be a man-eating shark.This time Lu Xiaofeng didn't need to look for him anymore, he already knew exactly what happened to him.If I remember correctly, he should have arrived at the little old man's island.

He still has a deep impression of this person, because he is a god-like existence who can vomit even a sword god.I heard that the second half of this story was not written by Gu Dada. It is a good martial arts story, but someone who has a dog's tail is forced to write it as a story of perverted rebellion.

Mo Mengke stroked his chin, shaking his head with a click of his tongue.It's really hard to imagine the appearance of that young man with such elegance going mad and self-abuse.What actually happened is different from the story. Ye Gucheng is not dead, so there is a high chance that this Gong Jiu is not a pervert.

"I don't know where the ninth son is going?" Hua Manlou asked with a smile.

This sentence is not abrupt, Gong Jiu naturally didn't think too much, "This is the only way to go to Fusang, and I also went to Fusang country. I am not talented, I do some overseas business, and I often transport some gadgets over there. Exchange some silver taels. I wonder if you guys are going to Fusang too?"

"Young Master Jiu is humble." Hua Manlou said with a faint smile, "The three of us came here to find a friend. I heard that he encountered a storm on the sea to Fusang, so I was very worried and had to go all the way down. Look for him."

"Really? Is there any clue? I have been sailing in this area all year round, so I might be able to help." Gong Jiu raised his eyebrows and said enthusiastically.

"We only know that he boarded the ship at Lianyun Wharf, and that he was shipwrecked on the tenth day. I really don't know anything else. It's been a month, and if I want to come to him..." Hua Manlou said this, Sighing, he stopped, and the sad expression on his face made people feel that he couldn't bear to continue talking.

Mo Mengke never knew that compared to Lu Xiaofeng, Huamanlou was a generation of film kings. This expression was lively, natural and lively, completely revealing his true feelings, "Hey, Qitong, don't think too much. Maybe there is no you If you think so pessimistically, he has his own destiny, he may have been washed to an uninhabited island by a storm, and now he is waiting for us to rescue him."

Listening to Mo Mengke's words, Gong Jiu's eyes flickered, "Yes, dude, don't give up until the end, your friends will surely live a long life."

After Gong Jiu went back, Mo Mengke didn't breathe a sigh of relief, on the contrary, he became more nervous. This is the prelude to the secret war.

Isn't the reason why they say something is to wait for the other party to do something?It's all said so clearly, if Gong Jiu has the heart, he will definitely prevent them from finding the island.Now they are not afraid of what the enemy will do, they are afraid that the enemy will not do anything.

This one has "the liquid of a poisonous snake, the heart of a fox, the ice and snow in the North Sea, the rocks on the Tianshan Mountains, the bravery of a lion, the fierceness of a wolf, the patience of a camel, the wisdom of a human, plus a ghost from the eighteenth hell." "What will the person with the title do?

The author has something to say: Today is the author who is full of exhaustion:

Because of illness, the poisonous gas went up, and now my face is covered with pimples, I am really tired and I don’t want to go out at all.The vacation will be over in a few days, how can I go back to meet people~ blah blah blah...