Chapter 298: Mystery of the Yangmei flavor (6)

The famous 18th floor of the rivers and lakes opens every three years, and there are always treasures coming out.
The January 18th is the period when the 18th floor will be open. Many rangers come here, and those martial arts will not miss such a grand event, so the snowy area is very lively these days.
The Quartet gathered together, inevitably there was friction, and the number of fightings in the snow was several times higher than before. Fortunately, walking on the road may be a hole in the sky.
Since Gou Liang came to this world, he admits that luck has never been better, but he did not expect it to be so bad.
Although the flying sword couldn't hurt him, but the little milk dog and the system looked at him with pleasure, and he was very unhappy.
"Stupid dog, give me a bite. Grandpa is pleased to reward you with a lick."
Gou Liang pointed to his own heart, tempted.
Gouzi didn't believe him and lay on the swordsman without responding.
In the last century, the Master did not hesitate to feed it, and the little puppies grew from a small ball to the size of a slap. It was freezing cold in the snow. Although he knew the swordsman was not afraid of the cold, he tried his best to hook his neck with his tail to keep him warm.
Gou Liang continued to intimidate and lure, "You think clearly, there is only one chance. If you don't pay, you can't gain anything. Don't you really want to taste what it is?"
The puppy swayed bonelessly, looked at him and the swordsman again, stood up and stunned out.
The swordsman holding the sword against the root of the wall opened his eyelid and glanced at it without stopping.
Since he entered the city, many people have been eyeing his dog collar.
No way, the flourishing beauty of the animal world, no one can resist the charm of small milk dogs.
And its owner is a wandering swordsman in patched clothing, can not even live in the inn, naturally many people are eager to move.
Among them is Song Fei, the only son of the Wulin leader.
It wasn't that he wanted the dog himself, but his fiancee praised "So cute" when he saw the dog.
Song Fei offered his fiance to his fiancee. He had spent a lot of money trying to ask the swordsman to buy a dog. However, he did not expect that the swordsman was so ignorant that he ignored him.
In this way, he would even want to get the dog, and he planned to give the swordsman a little color when he was out of the snow.
Now that the dog has run away, his chance has come.
Song Fei closed the folding fan, and attracted the dark guard with a silver mask in the dark, so he ordered something like this. After the silver-faced dark guard left, he glanced again at the swordsman by the wall, his eyes full of malice.
He thought he was going to get it, and was soon slain.
嘭 嘭 嘭
In the air, someone was constantly thrown down and hit the ground, accompanied by the sound of those knights screaming.
This place, like the homeless swordsman, can not afford to stay in the inn and nowhere to go. There are many rangers. Seeing this momentum, one after another avoided, but did not leave, and stayed not far away to watch the show.
The swordsman did not expect that the dog cub would make such a big noise. Looking at the people who mourn on the ground, there are disciples in Xingyue Palace, and disciples in the non-flower house. You know that this is not good today. .
Song Fei was hesitant. He took a step forward and found that it was the dog.
The silver-faced dark guard has now returned behind him, and said, "Young Master, the timing is not right, and his subordinates failed to start."
Song Fei frowned and said, "Look first."
On the street, the dog dropped all the people on the ground, stepped on two feet on one face, and returned to the swordsman's shoulder, looking at Gou Liang.
Gou Liang was standing beside the swordsman, so from the swordsman's point of view, the little milk dog looked like he was inviting himself for help, which was funny.
Seeing that there were already two men and women killed aggressively towards this side, the swordsman was busy putting the culprit in his arms.
The little dog struggled to come out, he held it down and warned: "Be quiet."
"Woo ..."
The dog cub who failed to ask Gou Liang for a successful meal sullenly wandered to the position of the swordsman's heart, thinking to himself, and then biting him if the nasty ghost dares to cheat!
"Dare to ask your Excellency, why do you hurt a dog?"
It was the female disciples who were not the first to speak out against the teacher.
The landlord and the palace master of Xingyue Palace once had a relationship. Later, when the master of Xingyue Palace changed their minds, the two factions became deadly enemies.
People in the rivers and lakes have long been used to it, and how far they can go when they encounter these two together, so as not to suffer the fate of the pond fish.
This is the first time that a third party has been directly involved in this kind of education.
What's more, a dog was shot.
If you don't make it clear, wouldn't you let the people in the rivers and lakes make a joke that they can't even beat a dog?
"Not yet, why are you hurting by the sword?"
The swordsman gave way, revealing the sword on the wall, and looked at them coldly, without giving in.
The girls who are not flowers floor still have face, seeing that they missed and offended first, but it ’s not good to ask the crime.
The disciples of Xingyue Palace had no such scruples, and confirmed that the sword was a property of flowers, and immediately said:
"Feihualou accidentally injured innocent people. It is understandable that you taught them, but I did not mess with you in Xingyue Palace? You hurt my disciples in the palace. If you do n’t give us an account today, you would n’t want to get out of the snow!
Then, he also gave a nonsense look to the non-Hualou people, joking that their disciples could not even hold the sword.
It was such a squinting effort that he suddenly felt that the wind was blowing in front of him, and the cold sword edge was placed on his neck.
The swordsman's sword has not completely come out of the sheath, showing only a bit of sharpness, but it has made the disciples of Xingyue Palace shudder, and his face paled when he was pale.
The swordsman had no intention of killing him, and when he saw that he was very powerful, he withdrew the sword.
Just as everyone didn't see his shot clearly, he returned to his previous position in an instant, stood idle with his arms folded, and said lightly, "If you don't want to die, get out."
The disciples of Xingyue Palace did not dare to stay anymore, and hurriedly lifted the same door on the ground and fled.
Although the disciple of Non-Hualou did not face his attack, his face did not look good at this time. Before leaving, the leading female disciple nodded to the swordsman.
This man is strange, and she doesn't want to attract a strong enemy to the martial arts because of such a trivial matter.
A farce, the rangers who had been scattered did not dare to return to their original places.
They looked at the swordsman secretly with a strange look.
I don't know what this person is about. It is weird that Wu Gong is so famous that he has no name on the rivers and lakes.
However, they just saw that the swordsman's temper was not good. Although they all had heart-to-heart contact, they were stagnant for a while, fearing that the friendship did not climb up and provoked the other party.
The alarm was lifted, and the little puppies poked out of the swordsman's arms. His nose moved, and he found that the nasty ghost was gone, and his hair suddenly blew up!
big liar! !!
Gou Liang who escaped from the sea of ​​consciousness: a little bit ~~
Not long after, a party came.
They are gorgeously dressed, covered with white gauze, and all dressed in white clothes. They are the masters of the snow and the female disciples of the house.
There is no other school in the snowy area.
There is a 19th floor underneath the house, each performing its duties. But except the eighteenth floor, others are very mysterious and no one has seen it.
The Lou family did not show up in front of others. People have speculated that they could not help looking at the swordsman who was walking in the wall roots.
Sure enough, the head woman came to the swordsman, worshipped him, and smiled: "Little girl Lou Yuqing, met Senior Lei. I do n’t know if the seniors came here by car, and they were more indifferent. Please forgive the seniors."
The woman broke the identity of the swordsman, and suddenly exclaimed.
Twenty years ago, there was one person in the rivers and lakes who challenged the entire martial arts with a sword. None of the ten schools of the nine rivers and lakes was his opponent.
No one knows his name. He only heard of his surname Li, who claims to be a swordsman of the rivers and lakes.
At that time, the martial arts lords all planned to abdicate, but the swordsman has since disappeared, and no one has seen it for eighteen years.
I didn't expect to be here today.
Lou Yuqing didn't dare to be angry when he saw that he didn't bother him, and said with a smile: "The ancestor has prepared a thin wine on the eighteenth floor, to greet the seniors, and please the seniors to appreciate their faces."
The little milk dog heard the word of wine, and his ears suddenly stood up.
The swordsman flicked his ear, a smile in his voice, and asked him, "Want to go?"
"Wang."
The little milk dog nodded, its philosophy of life is not to eat nothing.
Of course, if it is not delicious, it will also teach them the right way to treat customers.
Lou Yuqing invited someone to leave respectfully. Song Fei upstairs was already sweating coldly. He asked the dark guard: "Have you ever shown your head?"
Seeing Yin Wei shaking his head, he was relieved.
fortunately.
This character who dare not even provoke his grandfather, fortunately, has not had time to start loving his pet.
Song Fei, who made up his mind to retreat, didn't know that the silver-faced dark guard behind him had an impulsive and terrible plan.
The wine bought by the house is naturally not ordinary wine.
Opening the mud seal, the rich aroma of the wine came to the face, and smelling it was a rare good wine.
The owner of the house in a wheelchair, dressed in a Chinese suit, had a respectful attitude towards the commoner swordsman.
I only heard him laugh and said, "I wrote a letter asking you to drink eighteen years ago. I never thought you would never return. This wine was a drunken drunk that I made at that time, buried in the peach blossom forest. When there is no opening in the lifetime, I did not expect that the old man can still make a wish. "
The two of them have known each other.
The swordsman was respected as the first person in Wulin, not a lie.
The landlord was one of the defeated men of the swordsman. He admired the other party a few times and tried to invite him to have a drink, and the swordsman did not agree.
I did not expect to see you in eighteen years. This is the situation.
The swordsman shook his head coldly, "I don't drink."
With that said, he had a hairy tail in his hand, just in case a dog who had plunged his head into the jar of wine fell into it.
The owner didn't care, looked at the little milk dog who murmured and said with a smile, "I didn't expect your dog to be an alcoholic. I knew it, and the old man's post was written to it."
The owner did not take it lightly because it was a dog.
At that time, the reason why young swordsmen challenged the whole rivers and lakes was because at the martial arts convention that year, the dog had scratched a line of a martial art family with revenge.
The owner of the house still remembers that when the warlords fought the swordsman at the infinite peak, the swordsman's sword fell on whoever this little dog's paw pointed to, which can be described as spoiled.
With the swordsman's love for the milk dog, he couldn't just ignore it.
The swordsman didn't mean to chat with him, and the landlord didn't feel embarrassed, and he sighed with self-care: "After eighteen years, my husband is too old to move. I didn't expect your dog to look like this. The mouth is still so good. "
Between talking, the little milk dog has finished drinking a small altar.
It crawled out, crouched on the mouth of the wine jar, his wet fur face was raised, his little paw lifted, and he pointed at another wine jar.
The landlord laughed, obeyed its instructions, and beckoned, "Qinger, get your uncle Li's dog ancestor to get wine."
Lou Yuqing looked cute and responded with a smile.
After the dog cub drank three jars of wine, the self-speaking landlord had begun to care about the lifelong events of the swordsman.
"Xiao Li, my husband looks at you, you're still alone. You're almost forty now, why not start a family, then you'll be afraid of being a child ..."
The master of the house paused, and Fu Xu laughed, "You have been wandering all year round, afraid you haven't seen a few good women. Otherwise, my husband will match you? My house has nothing else, but the good girl is--"
He didn't finish talking, he just felt a silver light flashing in front of his eyes, then a pain in the back of his hand, and then a move, only to find that his most beautiful beauty had to be cut off.
The one who had cut his beard was dragged back with his tail, but he did not stand firmly on the jar and fell into the jar.
The owner: "..."
Lou Yuqing didn't realize what happened, but asked in a panic: "Grandpa, are you okay?"
The owner shook his head and watched the swordsman pour the little milk dog out of the wine jar. Nana said, "The temper is still so big ... Couldn't it understand what the old man said?"
The milk dog, which was soaked with alcohol, was a little smaller than before, and obviously was drunk. He lay on the table wet and became a waste dog.
But hearing the owner's voice, the little milk dog's head turned towards him immediately.
Even if its eyes did not open, the homeowner still felt a murderous force that could not be ignored.
The swordsman smiled slightly, took the falling water dog back to his palm, and took the Jinpa from his arms and wiped it.
"With it, enough."
Said the swordsman.
The landlord shook his head and sighed. Although he disagreed, he no longer persuaded.
After dinner, the owner himself sent the swordsman into the guest house before leaving with his granddaughter.
"Grandpa, granddaughter heard that Li's martial arts has taken the lead, and no one is his opponent, but is it true?"
On the way back, Lou Yuqing still couldn't hold back curiosity.
"It's natural."
The owner of the house, while distressing his beard, told his granddaughter the story of the young swordsman who challenged the martial art masters and became famous in the First World War.
Lou Yuqing had heard him say it many times before, and his heart wasn't very touched. He said, "Brother Song's martial arts is also the only martial art now, grandpa, who are you better?"
The owner heard a sneer, and such a comparison was beyond his control.
However, in the final analysis, Song Fei was his junior grandson, and the landlord did not disparage him. He only said, "Song Fei is not a weak champion this year. I will defeat your grandfather. Eighteen years later, I am afraid that the old man can only look a little farther at his back. "
Lou Yuqing's face flushed red, and she dared not mention the words of Song Fei and the swordsman.
Song Fei is more powerful, but it is obviously not enough to compare with the peers' young men who singled out the entire martial arts record.
Gou Liang sat on the windowsill and looked at the moon in the sky for a while.
Today is the full moon.
He thought boringly.
On the other side, the wine jar was tumbling on the ground, and the little milk dog who had not yet sober stepped on the wine jar and rolled it.
Its movements are unbalanced, and it often falls on the wine jar, and its limbs open into a pancake and are rolled.
The swordsman looked at the scene with a smile, and when the jar of wine stopped inertia, he thoughtfully lifted the dog pie and put it on the stomach of the jar, so that it could continue the game.
With that gentle look, Gou Liang didn't want to look at it a second time.
Heart jam.
Late at night, a man visited Lou Jia Ke Yuan.
A cigarette pipe broke through the paper window, and smoke was blown in.
After a while, the man quietly sneaked into the room, and the sharp dagger stabbed at the white puppy lying on the swordsman's chest—
what!
The back of his hand was scratched with a paw, and the man in black screamed silently. As he was about to run away, his sword crossed him, blocking his way.
"You are so brave."
The swordsman held the dog in one hand and the sword in one hand, looking at him coldly.
The man in black seemed to set aside his life and death, and said, "blame you only for offending people you shouldn't offend."
The swordsman sneered, "You died here today, and you only blame you for offending me."
He said that when the sword was sent forward, the man in black would end up. The latter smashed a smoke bomb and fled.
When the smoke dissipates, where is the shadow of the man in black.
The swordsman threw the sword at his fingertips, inserted it back into the scabbard at the bed, walked back, and didn't care about what just happened.
The little milk dog sneezed and was stimulated by the smoke.
The swordsman frowned slightly and picked up the dagger that the man in black had missed on the bed.
Gou Liang watched with joy: yo, the terminator of the little titan curse finally appeared!
[Master, is that the man in black come funny? 】
The system says it doesn't understand.
Gou Liang watched such a big show and was puzzled by it in a good mood.
"See the word on that dagger?"
Gou Liang pointed to the Song on the dagger. "This is the mark of the Song Family of the Wulin League. The man in black is the dark guard around the young master of the Wulin League.
[Ah, isn't he not doing this by himself, is he conclusive? How do I think ... he did it on purpose. 】
"Not really."
Gou Liang looked at the swordsman who wiped the nose of the little milk dog, and dipped his lips.
[Why did he do this and have resentment against the Song family? 】
The IQ system can also be seen, and the dark guard clearly left the evidence intentionally to let the swordsman know that it was the Song family. But it seemed that it was not good for himself.
"To be precise, he has a feud with Song Fei." Gou Liang said, "How do you say this hatred, taking away the hatred of his wife?"
【what? 】
The system was puzzled and even more surprised.
Its owner, like it, knows nothing about the story of this world, nor can he extract the mirror image of anyone's soul. How did he guess these in this short time?
Could it be ... make a story flicker it?
The system expressed doubts.
Gou Liang handed him a small eye with a high IQ looking down at the stupid system and said, "Have you not seen yet, is this Dark Guard the second generation of the unlucky here?"
Regarding the love and hatred of the unlucky God II and Song Fei, the words are long.