Chapter 269 I only want wine, he only wants you
Zhang Yanshi and Lu Huahua both understood what Yi Xifeng and Zhao Long said, but Xia Mingfei's suggestion was extremely feasible.
After all, in their team, except for the round-faced young man, only Li Xintian, who had not been slaughtered by Ji Ren, had seen his true face. Before, whether the fair-skinned girl faced Helian Tiexin or the iron cavalry at Liangchengang, she always wore a mask.
Moreover, for ordinary captives, women will always receive some special care, and the more beautiful a woman is, the easier it is for her to have access to high-level officials.
Zhang Yanshi thought for a moment and said calmly:
"I think Ming Fei's strategy has certain merits, but it puts us to the test on how to ensure the safety of our team members. My personal opinion is that before we come up with a complete strategy for new security protection, this plan can only be used in the scope of consideration.”
The heroic young man's words were recognized by everyone. After all, it is very irrational to hook up with another dead Pao Ze.
Yi Xifeng heard this and echoed: "Then tomorrow we will be divided into two groups. One group will be responsible for detecting Ji Rentu's movements. Since we want to surrender prisoners to him, we need to know where he is? Then we can start making preparations. .The other group is responsible for collecting other intelligence or movements in the city."
Zhang Yanshi agreed with the fair boy's analysis. He glanced at the others and found that they had no objections. Then let everyone go back to their rooms to rest.
Li Xintian naturally and Lu Huahua a suite.
In order to keep an eye on Ma San, Zhang Yanshi shared the three-person room with Xia Mingfei.
The remaining double room (not a double room) was naturally reserved for Zhao Long and Yi Xifeng.
Lu Huahua pulled the well-behaved Li Xintian to their room. Before leaving, she deliberately glanced at the fair boy and the boy with two swords. Zhang Yanshi naturally knew the problems between the two teenagers.
In fact, Yi Xifeng and Zhao Long are similar in some aspects.
First of all, they are both extremely talented people. They are smart and calm in situations. Even their skills are surprisingly unconventional! Secondly, both of them fell in love with one person at the same time, Li Xintian, but because they were still young, they were still very vague about these things. Finally, both of them are extremely proud people who do not easily identify with others.
But there are many differences between the two.
First, Yi Xifeng is mellow and sophisticated, sometimes a bit talkative, and has a lively personality. Zhao Long is a bit stubborn, taciturn and introverted.
Secondly, although both of them practice unconventional techniques, one focuses on the physical body and the other focuses on the soul. Moreover, they each cultivated their own skills.
Thirdly, Yi Xifeng is an orphan. Although he was adopted by Lin Hengshan, he grew up eating the food of hundreds of families. Zhao Long was trained as a successor by the Zhao family since he was a child. Take him out of the village to practice.
Therefore, the problems between them are both simple and complex. In general, they are comrades-in-arms but not brothers, neither enemies nor friends.
Although Zhang Yanyan is also a good young man who likes gossip, he really doesn't want to take a trip into this muddy water for the two people in front of him. He pushed the two of them out of the door on the pretext of practicing martial arts.
Yi Xifeng scratched his head helplessly and glanced at the boy with the double sword beside him. He still had an ice face and could not see any mood swings in him.
Originally, the fair boy was planning to ask Li Xintian out to visit the night market in Luoye City tonight, but when he thought about it, the ice-faced boy would definitely follow him, so he thought it was better not to bother.
"Are you sleepy? How about we drink something?" Yi Xifeng asked a little uncertainly.
Zhao Long turned to look at him and nodded: "Okay. I'm going to get some vegetables. Don't go back to the house. See you on the roof!"
After that, he turned around and left, apparently going downstairs to get some food and drinks.
The fair boy's mouth curled up, and he said calmly: "Although this boy is usually very stinky, he is actually quite cute!"
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The food at Jianghu Tavern is not as expensive as the drinks here.
A plate of salted peanuts, a plate of fried soybeans, a pound of soy beef, and a few washed lotus roots.
"These two such juicy lotus roots can't be the same as the twelve lotus roots, right?" Yi Xifeng asked jokingly.
Zhao Long put down the mahogany food box and said calmly: "The three dishes cost one tael in total. The shopkeeper said the lotus roots grow in the pond in the backyard and you can pick them yourself."
He said and threw one to the fair boy.
Yi Xifeng caught the lotus root and took a bite after seeing it was quite clean.
Autumn lotus roots are the freshest, but it was the first time for Yi Xifeng to eat such crisp and sweet lotus roots.
Is it the fruit lotus root?
While he was thinking wildly, Zhao Long sat beside him, picked up a jar of burning knives, patted open the sealing mud, and took a sip.
Yi Xifeng found that the other party didn't even need to persuade him to drink, so he drank it himself. He also picked up a jar of wine and started drinking together.
The fair young man has the technique of controlling alcohol odor, and his drinking capacity is famous throughout Yinren Village. The water dragon chant practiced by the boy with two swords has little help for the physical body, so it stands to reason that the alcohol consumption will not be very high.
However, the skills that specialize in cultivating the soul are very resistant to alcohol. In other words, the body may not be able to bear it, but the consciousness is still very clear.
"You can't drink like you. What kind of taste can you get from drinking like a cow?" Yi Xifeng's face was slightly red and he looked a little tipsy. In fact, he has been in this state since he drank his first glass of wine.
As a veteran alcoholic, the boy naturally knew that drinking until he was tipsy was just right.
Zhao Long put down the empty jar in his hand, pointed at the soy sauce beef on the side, and said calmly: "Do you still want to eat this?"
Yi Xifeng laughed loudly and said: "I only want the wine, the rest is yours."
The boy with the double sword picked up the plate of beef and ate it all in three strokes. Then he handed the other person another jar of unused Shaoqiu knives behind him.
Yi Xifeng was a little surprised, but still reached out and took it.
Zhao Long looked into the other person's eyes and said softly:
"I only need a new addition, and the rest is yours."
…
Yi Xifeng's hand was hanging in the air and did not take the wine jar offered by the other party.
After a while, the fair boy slowly took back his hand and said calmly: "She is not mine. Nor is she yours."
After saying this, he stopped talking, but the wine jar in his hand never left his hand...
Zhao Long's eyes also flashed with pain and thought.
Two teenagers were sitting on the roof, looking at Luoye City at night. One of them kept drinking, and the other was in a daze.
I don’t know how long it took, but a touch of fish white gradually appeared on the horizon. And Yi Xifeng also drank the last sip of wine!
Six altars in total! Except for the jar in Zhao Long's hand, the other six jars of burning knives were all drunk by the fair boy. Calculating this, he actually drank a full eighteen kilograms of Shao Daozi in one night!
Yi Xifeng stood up, looked at the fish-white wine, and said calmly: "What I want is wine, and you want a wine jar. Once the wine is in your mouth, you will have all five flavors."
The fair boy smiled slightly, stood up, and added lightly: "Do you know about wine?"
And his figure had already fallen into the courtyard of the tavern.
