The night wind blew down the snow.
The snow on Xiaohan night is getting heavier and heavier, the streets are quiet, and the sounds of sleepless nights begging for drinks are floating in the wind.
The snow fell on the top of the head, and the temperature of the scalp made it melt a little, but it could not stop the crystal enthusiasm. After a while, it piled up a lot.
The hair is white and the head is white, and the heart is broken and the intestines are broken.
Sleepless at night, he walked step by step in front of Zhou Xian, with a smile remaining on his face, which was the relief of having no hope of life and no feeling of death.
He licked his chapped lips, grinned, bared his white teeth, looked at Zhou Xian, and repeated what he had just said.
"Zhou Baihu, I'm asking for a drink."
Zhou Xian understood.
When the overwhelming power came, he understood.
How can sleepless nights go and come back? Probably because he encountered a powerful and invincible enemy on the way, he was driven and dragged his body back involuntarily.
Zhou Xian was breathing heavily, and sweat was forming on his forehead. When the cold wind blew, ice crystals formed, making his face hurt.
Ye Wumian stretched out his hand, making a gesture of asking for Zhou Xian.
Zhou Xian quickly used his internal energy to resist the pressure and shouted at the captain in Jinyi behind him: "Wine!"
Immediately, the captain, who was trembling and trembling, brought a pot of wine.
Wherever Zhou Xian went, the captain was responsible for keeping the hot wine hot. When it was delivered to Zhou Xian's hands, the wine bottle was still steaming.
"give her!"
Ye Wumian took the wine and opened the bottle with a bang. No matter whether it was spicy or not, he raised his head and drank heavily.
How could it not be spicy? How could it not be hot?
However, in this bleak life, it is rare to have a hot heart. Don't let it cool down in this cold winter.
While drinking sleepless nights, Li Dong's confused eyes saw a person walking closely behind him in the darkness.
It was a middle-aged man, wearing a green cloak, half Confucian and half Taoist, and holding a long sword. The other hand was covering his stomach. Blood soaked his clothes, and his abdomen was the hardest hit area. It was bright red and black, dripping down drop by drop.
"Chu, Master Chu Changgong?"
Li Dong looked at the middle-aged man and felt the pressure of the Qinsui realm he exuded, and then he understood.
It turned out that the sleepless nights were all caused by meeting Chu Changgong on the way.
Under the gauze, Li Dong's face was as heavy as the moon on a cloudy sky, and her hand was holding the Cold Soul Sword tightly, trembling.
The Cold Soul Sword seemed to be communicating with its master, and was trembling slightly, making a faint sound of sword clanging.
Chu Changgong's body seemed a little unstable, with a look of exhaustion on his face. Looking at Ye Wumian who was drinking, he pointed his long sword and said as if he was weak: "I was chasing Yue Buqi with King Ji, but King Ji said, His precious grandson hates you, little maid, so much that he wants you dead. He is also afraid that you are a good swordsman and no one else is your match, so he lets you escape, so he entrusted me to come back and kill you first..."
I still haven't heard this before I drink a bottle of wine. The more I drink, the more violent I drink. The more I drink, the more crazily I drink. When I drink it, the wine overflows and flows down my mouth and neck.
"Ah……"
Break the jug.
The lips were red, the face was red, and the skirt was stained by wine. The whole person looked like a laughing... crazy person?
Zhou Xian looked distressed.
"Happy, happy!"
Ye Wumian's body swayed, swaying on the spot and pacing under the gazes of acquaintances, enemies, and unfamiliar captains in Jinyi.
My nose was sniffing and twitching, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't hold them back because of the cold.
Time passed eight hundred years ago, and he seemed to have met the Immortal of Poetry. He raised his hand to invite the bright moon in the sky, and became inspired by poetry after getting drunk.
"Who is like me when the cold wind blows and I sing and drink wildly as the moon sinks to the west?"
Zhou Xian looked at Chu Changgong, crossed his fists and forced a smile: "Is this the hero Chu Changgong from Yueyang Tower? I have heard about his name for a long time, but I didn't come to pay him a visit. I'm so rude. Please forgive me! I am Zhou from Nanjing Jinyiwei." Xian Baihu."
He pointed at Ye Wumian and said, "This person is the one our Jinyi Guards want. I'm afraid we can't kill him easily."
Chu Changgong had no expression on his face and turned his gaze towards him.
"Oh? Did you just say you were?"
Zhou Xian's smile trembled.
"Nanjing Jinyiwei Baihu, Zhou Xian."
Chu Changgong shook his head: "I don't know the military attachés below the thousand households of Nanjing Jinyiwei."
Zhou Xian forced himself to keep a smile and said: "That's it, our Qian Qianhu was seriously injured due to a sneak attack by the bandit Zhang Daqiu a few days ago. He has temporarily entrusted me to take over the responsibility of Qianhu..."
Chu Changgong was silent for a while, then he smiled gloomily and said, "I almost forgot about it without you telling me, Jin Yiwei? I seem to be the same."
Zhou Xian didn't understand what he meant and looked confused.
Chu Changgong took out a token from his arms.
He looked at the token and said lightly: "The Emperor in Jinyi personally serves the army and serves Chu."
"Haha, old Huangli! Many years ago, when I advanced to the third realm, my old friend from Beijing, Mou Bin, oh, the former Commander Mou as you call him, sent an imperial decree saying that the late Emperor Xiaozong named me, Nanjing Jin Yi Wei Qian Shi."
"I just laughed at that time. I'm just a member of the Jianghu community. What kind of official position do I want? I don't want to be a errand. As the saying goes, being a errand is not comfortable, but being comfortable is not a errand! But Mou Bin said, it's just a leader. There is no such thing as a errand in Jinyiwei. , I’m not the only one. I took it for the sake of my friend’s face.”
Chu Changgong threw the token to Zhou Xian.
"Zhou Baihu, please help me check whether this brand is real or fake. Or is it because it was given by the late Emperor Xiaozong, so this brand is now invalid?"
Zhou Xian picked up the sign and looked at it for a long time, breaking into a cold sweat.
"Chu Da... Chu Qian's affairs, this card is 100% true and not a single fake. It is a token of my Jin Yiwei. Since the late emperor gave it to me, the Jin Yiwei will definitely create a record, and there is evidence to check it. How can I dare to question its effectiveness in this humble position!"
Chu Changgong, who was famous in the Huxiang martial arts community, actually had the official status of a Jinyiwei. Zhou Xian felt that his heart was empty and he had no other plan to do. A feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body.
Chu Changgong said with a joking smile: "Since it is true, let me ask you, what rank of official is the official of Jin Yiwei?"
Zhou Xian didn't dare not answer, gritted his teeth and said: "It's the fourth grade."
"What about you, Zhou Baihu, what grade are you?"
Zhou Xian lowered his head and almost vomited out a few words: "Sixth grade."
"The fourth level or the sixth level?"
Ye Wumian laughed loudly, and rushed before Zhou Xian, shouting: "Fourth-grade great, fourth-grade great! What a great fourth-grade official, don't try to show off your official power. Since you have a long sword in your hand, you should be a swordsman." Why do you need to humiliate people with your grace? Come and kill me! Come and kill me!"
Chu Changgong glanced at him, already looking at a dead person.
His eyes flickered, then turned to Li Dong who closed his eyes.
"Haha, Junior Nephew Li Dong, a month ago, you and your daughter competed for the title of 'Twin Jewels of the Yue Mansion'. My daughter unfortunately lost to your trick of 'worrying about the world's worries first', and she was convinced of the loss. But that trick of yours , although it communicates with heaven and earth, it only exerts 10% of the power of heaven and earth, and the speed is slow."
A look of pride appeared on Chu Changgong's face: "This move is the foundation for our Yueyang Tower to establish itself in the world. It is also a unique skill that every Yueyang Tower member must master on the way to martial arts. You must practice it diligently. You are now It’s not enough to be able to exert only 10% of the power of heaven and earth.”
"I will now show you what it looks like to be able to exert 40% of the power of heaven and earth to 'worry first about the world's worries'."
