The cracked gray-green long-necked porcelain wine bottle was picked up, and the green liquid was poured into a finger-high cup, carrying a strong and mellow aroma of wine. Zhan Changfeng held the cup and drank lightly, listening to the excitement outside.
Tuk Tuk~
Someone knocked on the window frame twice and said with a soft smile, "It would be lonely to drink alone. Can we have a drink together?"
Zhan Changfeng looked sideways, the beauty was enchanting, as if they were destined to meet each other, "Please."
The visitor walked into the tavern and picked up a bottle of wine on the wine rack. The bustle followed her every move and fell into silence. It wasn't until she opened the curtain and entered the private room that a new heated discussion arose.
"Oh my god, that's Mo Qing, the ninety-ninth on the combat power list."
"She has a peach-shaped face and a thin face. A farewell song on the road, a pipa, half of the world. Is she the first of ten thousand beautiful love poems?"
Wanxiuyuan is a place of Taoism. Taoism is mainly based on love. Those who are good at Taoism are elegant and beautiful. Therefore, people in the world use love words to describe each other. Mo Qing is one of the most unforgettable love words.
Zhan Changfeng only remembered that she was from the Cambrian Corps. He only knew her origin after listening to the comments from guests outside.
The noise outside was loud and mixed, and Mo Qing heard it too. He opened the wine cork and poured two glasses of wine, "Although you may already know this, I still want to introduce it to you. Mo Qing, I am here for no other reason than to pay my dues." A friend."
The back of her index finger pushed the wine cup an inch away, as if waiting for her response.
She didn't mention the Corps for no other reason, but her words were straightforward and candid. Zhan Changfeng picked up the wine cup, raised it towards her, and drank it all, "Zhan Changfeng. I don't know what kind of friends you want to make, but I don't know how to sing."
"Music is nothing more than talking about love and worldly affairs. That day I saw Taoist friends and the music of the piano composing together, and I always wanted to get to know each other."
To be able to accurately capture the artistic conception in the sound of the piano and the shadow of the sword, it can be said that he is a master from Wanxiuyuan.
"I'm also curious about fellow Taoist's pipa."
Her voice was both sparse and cold, like a clear stream in the bustling sounds, washing away the restlessness in the bustle. People who like Taoism are very sensitive to timbres and like good sounds. Moqing shook her fan and carefully looked at the people in front of her. People have some different feelings.
The previous impressions were all about her domineering and mysterious Hundreds of Kills, or her droopy eyelids and lonely look while waiting for her opponent to come.
Today, she was wearing a white shorts and trousers, which was obviously very suitable for fighting. Outside, she wore a wide-sleeved white linen robe with double breasts, adding a bit of laziness. Her long hair was tied with silver rings. Stand up, put it on your back, and the sideburns that are not tied up on both sides are scattered casually on your shoulders.
Although he still looks like he doesn't like to talk to others, the tone of his words is neither scornful nor serious, but has a casualness like a child of the world, just like meeting an interesting person while drinking on the roadside, and then the interest comes. A word or two.
This made Mo Qing feel that any talk about the Corps or recruitment at this time was something that would ruin the atmosphere. Moreover, she was not here for the Corps this time, so naturally she would not be the one to ruin the atmosphere, so she joked, "Listen again. said?"
Zhan Changfeng thought for a moment and realized that she was referring to what she said when she invited Liu Fuyi to play, "It is rumored that Liu Daoyou's piano music is as good as the world." Now that he had just met her and said he was curious about her pipa, she pointed it out like that. , but it seemed that she was a little distracted when she saw someone saying the same thing.
She held the small cup between her two fingers, shook it casually twice, and said slowly, "Famous meeting, for fighting, famous meeting, for wine, I hope the latter, where is my fellow Taoist?"
He met Liu Fuyi for a fight, and met her for a drink. Mo Qing almost thought that he was being flirted with, and secretly sighed that this person had a very high emotional intelligence, and chatting with such a person was naturally a pleasure.
She doesn't wonder why people who seem to be lonely have such language skills. People who are good at artistic conception must be more transparent than ordinary people and understand their emotions and moods. Although they keep silent and close their eyes, they are very rich in their hearts.
Zhan Changfeng is a special person, her methods are very special, and her personality is also very special. Mo Qing chatted with her about anecdotes. The basic point is the emotions expressed in those anecdotes, and Mo Qing extracted music from them. Although Zhan Changfeng's words are concise, he can point out the contradictions and truths in them.
If you have something to talk about, you will be in a good mood if you can continue the conversation. By the end of the conversation, Mo Qing didn't really care what her methods were. Instead, she felt that the trip was worthwhile and the meeting was worth it.
"That time I met Liu Fuyi by chance. She said that there was red dust in your sword. I didn't believe it at first, but now after talking with you, I am more and more looking forward to fighting you." Mo Qing smiled and added, "Liu Fuyi He is my classmate and also Wan Xiuxin’s love letter.”
"Fellow Daoist Liu's piano music is indeed very nice, and I'm looking forward to your pipa music even more. However, there are many things going on during this period, so I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you."
Mo Qing knew it clearly. She had zero points and a hundred consecutive kills. She was in the limelight and many people were staring at her. Just look at the people who had been waiting outside for a long time.
However, after chatting with Zhan Changfeng, she had a vague feeling that this person did not seem to have the temperament to join the corps.
"Then I wish you all the best. If you need help, you can come to me." Mo Qing really just came to have a drink and chat for a while. After finishing the drink and chatting, he left gracefully.
On the first day when Zhan Changfeng entered the general stage, he performed a hundred consecutive kills, putting himself in a position that was neither low nor high. The smaller corps flocked to her but did not dare to offend her. The large corps were reserved and currently only sent Someone handed over the invitation.
This kind of fame, in addition to her strength, is mainly due to that zero score. Who knew that the general station would judge the merits like this, not to mention that the previous zero score was Qin Wuyi, who is currently the leader in the combat power list.
She couldn't help but wonder whether Qin Wuyi's qualifications were really so good that he got zero points, or this person also had a clairvoyance.
No matter what, she can neither have major interests entanglements with those corps nor let others manipulate her. She still has to ensure her own safety under this prestigious reputation.
Zhan Changfeng drooped his eyelids, picked up the grey-green long-necked porcelain wine bottle with cracked patterns, and drank it against his lips. The more he drank the wine, the more he became sober.
The spies outside couldn't help but become anxious when they saw Mo Qing come to Zhan Changfeng in such a grand manner and talk to Zhan Changfeng for so long. Both of them wanted to have a direct conversation. So as soon as Mo Qing left, many people stood up from their seats, and the shopkeeper was so frightened that he miscalculated and thought they were going to fight.
But at this moment, a wave of coercion swept over them, which made people feel slightly frightened. They looked towards the stairs leading to the second floor, and saw a monk in blue walking down the stairs, with a gentle smile on his lips and calm eyebrows.
It’s Cang Yu’s deputy captain Wang Qiushui!
The few people standing looked at each other, what did he mean?
He went to the private room!
The bamboo curtain was raised, Zhan Changfeng came out, and a gilded letter appeared in front of him.
"I, Deputy Commander Cang Yu, Wang Qiushui, sincerely invites you to join our regiment. I am willing to hire you as the deputy commander. All resources will be allocated to you to ensure that you can practice without any interference and even win the first place in the combat power list. "
His voice was gentle and courteous, but it seemed like he had dropped a bomb in this tavern. It was the confidence of the Zangyunjian family, the confidence of the large army, and it was also the inevitable win for Zhan Changfeng!
Cang Yu had already made the best and most favorable treatment known to the public before the other troops took any actual action. If she refused at this time, it would not only appear disrespectful, but also offend Cang Yu.
Everyone focused their attention on Zhan Changfeng. No one expected Cang Yu to be so courteous to the corporal, and that the deputy commander would come forward in person!
And those conditions were like giving half of the army to her. If she asked herself about her own army, she would never be able to do this.
Is Cang Yu so sure that she will replace Qin Wuyi and become the number one in the combat power list in the future?
In the face of such treatment, who would not be moved?
