Meizhen Winery.
There is a private room on the second floor.
An Ning arranged for Li Luo to rest in the water and ordered the kitchen to prepare medicine.
Due to fatigue, Li Bei and Wei Changyin both settled in their own rooms to rest, each lying on the bed to rest.
Li Luo was the same, because she was injured and couldn't eat or drink, so An Ning brought her a bowl of porridge to eat, wrapped her in several thick quilts, and warmed her up to sleep.
In a private room next to it, the kitchen prepared a table of delicious food for others to eat.
Ruan Zhong took the host seat and Xiao Yu took the guest seat. Zhou Xiaoyi, An Ning, Yu Liufei and the three young swordsmen who came out with them were seated in turn.
Ruan Zhong picked up his chopsticks and said to everyone: "Come on, everyone eats, and you can go on your way after eating."
During the dinner, Ruan Zhong held a glass of wine and said to Xiao Yu: "This little friend has helped us a lot today. I would like to thank you here."
Xiaoyu cupped her fists and replied: "Of course it should be. Uncle Ruan doesn't need to be polite."
Ruan Zhong smiled slightly after hearing this, and then asked: "It's just because we are not capable enough. Kong Ge was kidnapped by the demon sect and was not taken care of well. I wonder what Xiaoyu and this brother have planned? Can you go on the road with us? A trip to Luokong Mountain?"
After Xiaoyu heard this, she originally planned to go back to the seventh floor of Muyun Mountain and then go back to Hejia Village. However, unexpectedly, something unexpected happened in Moyun Mountain and Yi Valley, and the plan could not keep up with the change after all.
"Uncle Ruan, you just treated Luo Luo's injuries, do you know how Luo Luo is doing?" Xiao Yu asked Ruan Zhongdao instead.
Ruan Zhong replied: "Luoluo was hit by Su Bing's palm, and the cold air invaded him. The injury is either serious or minor. He should rest in peace for a while, and there should be no serious problems."
Xiao Yu replied: "In this way, I feel relieved. As long as Luo Luo is here, you can go to Luokong Mountain and find Sister Qin Shuang. Naturally, you don't need me to escort you all the way. Besides, Brother Yu and I are not very capable, so we can't follow you either." It’s not of much use, so why don’t we just say goodbye and meet again someday.”
Hearing this, Ruan Zhong nodded and replied: "In that case, we each have our own arrangements, so it is inconvenient for us to keep you two here and have a drink. I hope you will come to Lushan as guests again in the future. Our sect leader will definitely welcome you."
Xiaoyu replied: "That's natural."
Everyone was talking and laughing, after a meal.
Xiaoyu, Yu Liufei, Li Luo, Li Bei and others said goodbye one by one, and there is no need to go into detail about their feelings.
Several people from Li Zong were going to Luokong Mountain to seek treatment from the medical saint Wuji, while Xiao Yu and Yu Liufei continued to return north.
Jianghu people and Jianghu affairs have their own merits, and everyone parted ways again.
Behind them is the towering Zhangshan Mountain covered with snow. On the rugged horse road, two young people are riding northward.
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Muyun Mountain.
Seven floors.
In Chuiyun Pavilion.
In the side hall, on a soft couch with an embroidered quilt, a beautiful woman held an incense hand warmer and lazily leaned on the soft pillow, lying on the couch. Two maids stood on one side to serve her.
On the incense table in front of you is a flower-arranged jade Ruyi pouring pot, and on the table is a set of gold and jade tea sets.
Opposite the incense table, Zhao Mingyun, the third commander on the seventh floor, was sitting cross-legged. He used a spoon to take one or two pieces of Yunshan tea picked in the winter and slowly poured it into a purple clay teapot. He then took a boiling water bucket and poured it in. Close the lid lightly.
The host Si Qing slowly put a hand on the burning incense to warm it, feeling the rare warmth in this winter.
"What happened to the 'Yu' font killer?" Si Qing asked calmly.
Zhao Mingyun replied: "It's still the same, fishing alone in a small village in the north of Muyun Mountain, no matter the wind or snow."
Si Qing said again: "The old man is back, and he didn't come to the building to recover. There is no news about Ji Ruge, which is strange. It's almost the end of the year, have you checked?"
Zhao Mingyun replied: "According to the information obtained by the Dimai Branch, there is no trace of Ji Ruge's activities in the Jianghu. The 'Yu' brand killer hardly contacts others, so we still have no clue."
Si Qing said: "Haha, it seems that Ji Ruge has disappeared?"
Zhao Mingyun replied:
"It should be that the killer of the 'Yu' brand name did not return to the building to return his life, which shows that Ji Ruge did not kill him, but Ji Ruge did not return to the building to return to his life. This is the problem. According to the news, Ji Ruge took the Jiangnan’s orders were also completed very well.
But the killer of the 'Yu' brand name did not return to life, and Ji Ruge did not come back to return to life. So how should we deal with this year’s killer rankings? "
After Zhao Mingyun finished speaking, he reached out to cover the lid of the teapot, took out a large-lidded clay teapot covered on one side of the tea tray, slowly poured the tea out, discarded it, and closed the lid.
A handsome maid came over from one side. Zhao Mingyun opened the lid of the teapot again, and the maid poured boiling water into it for the second time to make tea.
The tea of the owner of the Seventh Floor is not always brewed three times, but is brewed and drunk immediately.
The first opening washes away the dirt on the dry tea leaves, the second opening is too strong, and the third opening is just right, with a moderate intensity and is most suitable for drinking.
Zhao Mingyun closed the lid again and waited for the second boiled tea to brew out.
Si Qing slowly raised his hand to rub his temples and replied calmly: "Then just follow the rules. Are there any changes to this year's rankings?"
Zhao Mingyun replied: "If we follow the rules, those who have not returned to life will not be counted among them. Then Ji Ruge's top position may fall. Over the years, Ji Ruge's list has not failed. If he does not return to life this year, If he fails four orders, he will fall out of the top three. As for 'Yu'
'The font size killer should still be ranked second. "
"The top one is
Dear, this chapter is not over yet, there is still the next page ^0^ Is there the third 'thousand' font killer before? Si Qing asked slowly, still looking indifferent.
Zhao Mingyun replied: "No, he is a new killer. He has taken sixteen orders this year. The difficulty is not low, and none of them failed. In terms of ability, he should be number one, codenamed 'Xiao'."
Hearing this, Si Qing frowned and said, "'Xiao'? New here? What kind of person is this?"
Zhao Mingyun replied respectfully: "I heard that he is a guy from the Xiongnu in the Western Regions. He has extremely high martial arts skills. Do you need to go and investigate?"
Si Qing replied: "Be careful, killers don't like us checking their details. It would be nice to have a rough idea."
Zhao Mingyun nodded, picked up the teapot again, poured out two boiling water, and the maid poured in three boiling water.
Zhao Mingyun replied: "Then this year's list is, the number one killer is the 'Xiao' font, the second is the 'Yu' font, the third is the 'Qian' font, and the fourth is the 'Ji' font Ji Ruge."
After a while, the tea was brewed. Zhao Mingyun went to a white jade carved tea cup covering the tea tray and slowly poured a cup. The maid took it with both hands and handed it to Si Qing.
Si Qingcai handed the hand-warming incense burner to another maid on one side to hold it. After brewing the tea, he breathed out slightly and let it cool down for half a minute. He opened his red lips slightly and took a sip.
"That's it. I'll send the order to the building and the list will be opened on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."
After hearing this, Zhao Mingyun replied: "I would like to follow the host's arrangement. I will prepare for the banquet." After Zhao Mingyun finished speaking, he bowed respectfully and prepared to leave.
Si Qing nodded and replied: "Let's hold this year's banquet in Chuiyun Pavilion. It's too boring to have it in the building every year." After saying that, Si Qing waved his hand to Zhao Mingyun, "Go. Bar."
"Yes, the host." Zhao Mingyun replied.
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Dear, this chapter is finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^
