Retired Sword God: My Wife Is A Goddess Hunter

"Guangling fine wine has the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the jade cup holds the light of amber." When the wine enters the throat, the floral and fruity aromas blend seamlessly, with a mellow aroma. The taste is delicate and soft, slightly sour and sweet, and the entrance is smooth. The wine is rich and mellow, making it endlessly memorable. .

"I didn't expect that Mr. Su Han not only had superb piano skills, but also had great attainments in poetry." A charming smile appeared at the corner of Chu Dieyi's mouth, and the glass of wine was indeed not wasted.

"It seems that Miss Dieyi and I have never met, why do you want to invite me to drink all of a sudden?" Su Han was not so narcissistic that he could exude the so-called overlord's aura just by shaking his tiger body, and the beautiful woman was crying and wanting to kiss him.

He prefers to be candid.

"If I say that I admire Mr. Su Han's piano skills, I don't know if you believe it." Chu Dieyi looked as usual, holding the wine glass in her hand calmly and calmly. The ripples on the layer had calmed down, reflecting her charming face. s face.

"I don't believe it, and my wife has a bad temper. If she knew that Miss Dieyi admired me, she would probably lead people to trouble Meixianglou every day." Su Han's tone was decisive. He was in no mood to play riddles with the other party.

"Mr. Su's piano sound is similar to the Seven Demonic Sounds. I really want to know what is your relationship with Fengyue Pavilion!" Chu Dieyi's beautiful eyes flashed with chills, and her beautiful voice seemed to be filled with fantasy and magic, as if every word she said I can't even doubt it. It's not that I can't, but that I don't want to.

"The devil's voice is ringing in my ears. Miss Dieyi is originally from Fengyue Pavilion, so why do you need to ask me?" Su Han's dark eyes were as calm as ever, and there was no emotional change due to Chu Dieyi's devil's voice.

Chu Dieyi's narrow beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he looked at Su Han. He instantly drew out the soft sword from his waist and wrapped it directly around Su Han's waist with a strong sound of breaking through the air.

Su Han did not dodge and allowed the soft sword with green light to wrap around him. If Chu Dieyi applied a little force now, his skin would be scratched immediately.

"Are you really not afraid of death? Chu Dieyi is often tempered and impregnated by soft swords. As long as his skin is scratched by the sword's edge, the opponent will immediately see blood sealing his throat.

But these poisons are not enough for Su Han.

"I wonder what the relationship between the enchanting Cui Yingying and Miss Chu is?" Su Han was still smiling and poured a glass of wine.

Chu Dieyi reluctantly took back the soft sword, and the soft sword suddenly turned into a supple belt.

"Cui Yingying is my master. After learning about her death at the hands of the Sword God Su Qingcheng, the great elder of Fengyue Pavilion, Yao Yue, took the opportunity to launch a rebellion and eventually took control of Fengyue Pavilion. I was lucky enough to escape the pursuit..." Chu Die Yi told what happened ten years ago, with an indescribable sadness in his tone.

She stayed anonymous for many years and secretly built Meixiang Tower, thinking that one day she would be able to take back what belonged to her.

"Then Miss Dieyi now doesn't suspect that I have something to do with Fengyue Pavilion?" Cui Yingying, the former master of Fengyue Pavilion, died in the hands of Su Han. He and Chu Dieyi had a grudge.

Of course, this is based on the premise that Chu Dieyi wants to take revenge on Su Han.

In fact, not only was Fengyue Pavilion in chaos, the entire Demon Sect was in a leaderless situation at that time. Shi Hao, who had the best chance of becoming a Heavenly Demon, Demon Xiangzong Xuanyuan Wudao, and the Gorgeous Demon Cui Yingying died together, and everyone in the Demon Sect was eager to replace them.

Therefore, in the past ten years, the Demon Sect has been in internal battles and has no extra energy to invade the Central Plains Wulin.

"If Mr. Su was the one who invited Yue, he would have resisted just now and could ignore the Seven Demonic Sounds. This little girl is no match for him." Chu Dieyi did not inquire about Su Han's identity, as long as the other party was not from Fengyue Pavilion.

What's more, Su Han teaches piano skills in the academy incognito, and obviously doesn't want to be disturbed by others in his quiet life.

After getting the answer he wanted, Chu Dieyi directly chose to see the guest off.

This is very true. A woman’s heart is as deep as the bottom of her heart, but a man can’t figure it out at all.

"Then the remaining half of the jar of wine..."

"Give it to Mr. Su!"

Su Han didn't care what the other party was thinking. Anyway, he was very satisfied with the wine. It would be worth at least ten gold in the market, and the free wine would always taste the best.

Looking at Su Han's back holding the wine jar and leaving, Chu Dieyi's expression became uncertain.

"Hey, why did Teacher Xiao Su come down in less than half a quarter of an hour? Isn't it possible?" Cui Chenghao, who was hugging left and right in the hall, said in a sour tone when he saw Su Han carrying the wine jar downstairs. .

"I'm just having a glass of wine with the girl in Dieyi and discussing music!" As soon as he finished speaking, a group of girls immediately surrounded Su Han.

In the past, they always eavesdropped on Su Han playing the piano, and fantasized about Su Han's appearance in their hearts. This time they finally saw the real person, how could they let it go so easily!

"Mr. Su Han, I love you!"

"I'm going to give you a monkey!"

"Always support my Su Han Gege!"

Brainless fans were very scary in that era, and an unknown girl even pulled Su Han's belt! Su Han spent a lot of effort to break away from the surrounding girls, came to sit down next to Cui Chenghao, lifted the wine jar and took two swigs.

"Such a delicious wine, isn't Mr. Su going to invite me to taste it?" Cui Chenghao looked at him with a resentful look on his face. He originally invited Su Han to Meixiang Tower today just to make a big splash by being a close friend of Qin Sheng. , can become the guest of some girls in the future.

Who would have thought that the strange woman Chu Dieyi would actually show up and invite Su Han to the boudoir for a drink, and since Su Han sat down next to him, the eyes of the two girls in his arms were almost drawn, and they obviously had nothing to do with Cui Chenghao.

Now that Su Han has stolen all the limelight, what's the point of staying here and drinking flower wine?

"Don't do this, you can't taste the wine. What's the difference between giving this wine to you and wasting it." If Cui Chenghao is a wine lover, Su Han doesn't mind sharing it with him, but this guy's drinking is like eating peony. Type, I don’t know how to appreciate it at all.

Seeing Su Han's resolute look, Cui Chenghao could only silently curse Su Han in his heart for wrestling, breaking strings while playing the piano, and eating hot pot without dipping sauce...

At this time, the singer on the stage came on stage and sang a little song. The lyrics were sad and sad, as if she was telling a sad love story. The guests in the audience clapped their hands and applauded. Mixed with the noise, there were also the hums of some girls. .

In the private room on the second floor.

"Master!" The coachman who left returned and appeared behind the young master.

"How's the investigation going?" The young man at the window did not look back. He stared at the singer on the stage downstairs and asked with a sip of tea.

"My subordinate found out that the old friend the master was looking for was related to the scholar." The coachman replied respectfully.

"It has something to do with that scholar, could it be..."

"Yes, the two got married some time ago."

"Pfft!" The young master could no longer remain calm and spat out the tea in his mouth. His eyes were as wide as copper bells and his expression was uglier than eating shit.

The coachman saw that his master's face was gloomy and his anger was rising. He lowered his head and did not dare to say anything for fear of getting angry.

"Oh, it suits her temperament very well. Now take me to see her." The young master gradually calmed down his excitement, turned around and left the box...