Too Reckless

The wind rolled raindrops and hit the windows with auspicious cloud patterns, which made the room even more quiet.

The room is similar to the cabin of a flower boat. It is not large. It is equipped with a soft bed, a tea table, a chessboard, a piano table, etc., and a warm yellow radiance orb hangs on the top.

Shangguan Lingye is dressed in a golden phoenix skirt, leaning against the soft carved slump, her beautiful face is matched with the brows that are not angry and arrogant, and she is gorgeous and extravagant. , Staying in this softly lit room is a bit like a beautiful woman in a deep house that lacks the nourishment of her husband and can only entertain herself with a cat.

In front of Shangguan Lingye, there is a water curtain suspended - a pair of men and women in the water curtain, walking out of the stone cave together.

From the Tiandun card in the Iron Arrow Mansion, Situ's shocked and slightly excited voice came out:

"It's not bad that it's my Qingkui. Look at this reaction, this skill, and this courage. One face to face, Xu Mo put his white jade arm on the ground and hugged his head to admit defeat. He really gave the ancestor a long face..."

When Shangguan Lingye heard these words, there was no hint of 'you are honored' in his clear eyes.

She got Zuo Lingquan out to hunt ghosts, just to make Zuo Lingquan have no choice but to ask the ancestors to come to the rescue. Xu Mo, who had never thought of Fulong Mountain, even heard the wind and ran to Dahuangling.

Fulongshan is an expert in subduing demons and eliminating demons. Qingkui, the master, took action and took care of a little ghost.

In order to achieve his goal, Shangguan Lingye specially misled Xu Mo to find the wrong place, so that he and Zuo Lingquan collided head-on and fought each other.

The result was good, the dignified young dragon ranked eighth, and without saying a word, Zuo Lingquan pressed him into the pool and raised his hand to admit defeat.

In this way, the ancestor must be secretly having fun on the top of the mountain and will not come forward again.

Shangguan Lingye miscalculated and was in a bad mood. He sighed faintly and said:

"The Imprisoned Dragon Formation is the secret of Fulong Mountain. At first, Xu Mo thought that he was from the same family and did not kill him. When the Demon Sealing Sword Formation came out, he guessed Zuo Lingquan's identity, and he would not fight for his life before he recognized the defeat. This battle cannot be won.”

"How can you not win? All of them are Qingkui, the sixth-level fights the second-level, and the Dantian Qi Sea is not the same scale. Xu Mo was scared by my young master Jianyi and raised his hand to admit defeat, that is, he lost."

"Xu Mo thought that Zuo Lingquan was going to work hard, and he didn't want to fight for nothing."

"That's what I, the cultivator of the Iron Arrow Mansion, is like this. If you advance without retreat, if you don't fight, you will die. If you don't dare to play your life, you can be called the Iron Arrow Mansion Qingkui? If Xu Mo is counseled, he will lose. "

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Shangguan Lingye was too lazy to pay attention to these two fools. After raising his hand and waving lightly, he carried the white cat from the side and stroked his hair lightly.

From the Tiandun card beside him, Situ's shocked and puzzled voice immediately came:

"Eh? Uncle, why don't you let me see it? I also want to see how the young mansion master traces the source. There are so many bones hidden under Dahuangling, I'm afraid there is a big case hidden..."

"You honestly investigate Wu Zunyi's whereabouts."

"Uncle, how do you find this? Just a name, no other information. Looking for a monk from thirty years ago in the entire nine sects, the archives are stacked higher than Yinheng Mountain, and my head is big when I look at it. Two laps, or Shishu, you can come."

"How do you ask me to find it? You have to do what you promised yourself."

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Lingye put away the shield and continued to look at the water curtain in front of him...

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The torrential rain continued in the mountains.

After Zuo Lingquan and Jiang Yi walked out of the cave, they ran for more than ten miles to the north along the mountains and fields. After they were sure that no one was following, they found a hidden wood and stopped.

Just now, without any preparation, he encountered lonely ghosts and tyrannical monks one after another. The experience was not without danger. After Jiang Yi ran to the safety zone, her heart was still pounding, and Zuo Lingquan intertwined her fingers. Heartbroken, he said:

"Fortunately that person thought you were Shangguan Jiulong, otherwise we would both have to explain in the cave..."

Zuo Lingquan's face was still calm, and he raised his robe to cover Jiang Yi's head:

"That Xu Mo just now is not a vicious person, and it's not dangerous to think about it now."

"It's not dangerous to think about it now, but I didn't know the identity just now. You raised your hands and died. With such two big towers, you smashed them directly on people's heads, which almost scared me to death."

"jiji~"

The dumpling squatting on Jiang Yi's shoulder also nodded, obviously shocked by the scene of the two people fighting.

Zuo Lingquan did not expect that Xu Mo would be imprisoned in the dragon formation.

"I was also taken aback, but at least I was more courageous and frightened him with my bravado. It's fine."

Jiang Yi patted her bulging chest, and after temporarily suppressing her emotions, she added:

"I agreed to take a case that I can deal with, what is this? You can't deal with it, so let me deal with it..."

Speaking of this, Zuo Lingquan also felt that something was wrong, he frowned and said:

"I took a case of 'Ding' level. It stands to reason that Linggu can be competent in the early stage, and it is foolproof. Who would have known that the error of the news is so big. After saying that 'the beasts are in trouble', I come across a ghost who has been unjustly killed. There is a Qingkui blocking the old nest, and it feels like it is specifically targeting me."

"The yamen of the Dayan Dynasty are not reliable at all. If I were in charge of the Demon Suppression Division, and the error in the news was so large, I would have to deduct their salary for half a year..."

Jiang Yi shrank in Zuo Lingquan's arms, and after complaining a few words, looked around again:

"What should I do now? Continue the investigation. If that Xu Mo comes over, we will definitely not be able to fight; if we don't care, it doesn't seem right..."

Zuo Lingquan pondered for a while, took out the Tiandun card from his arms, and injected infuriating energy.

Zuo Lingquan registered his name with the Demon Suppression Division, so he naturally had his contact information. After waiting for a while, Situ's shocking voice came from inside:

"Oh~ Young Master Zuo, do you have something to ask me?"

Zuo Lingquan was actually agitated, but after thinking about it, he suppressed it and said calmly:

"Brother shock, the error in the file you gave is a bit big. I searched for beasts all over the mountains and fields, but I ran into a wild ghost and almost scared me to death."

"Is that so? I'm really sorry, this work was assigned by the Empress Dowager, and I don't know anything about it. Why don't I ask Empress Dowager and ask her to give you an explanation?"

Zuo Lingquan hurriedly stopped; "Don't disturb the concubine, the little devil is almost solved, but just now accidentally bumped into the Qingkui Xu Mo of Fulong Mountain, and there was a small conflict..."

"Understood, the Anti-Monster Company has the privilege to act, and all the sects will give face. I'll say hello to Fulong Mountain, and Zuo Gongzi can do things with peace of mind."

Zuo Lingquan and Jiang Yi were completely relieved when they heard this.

"Then thank you, brother shock."

"Young Master Zuo is doing things for the Demon Suppression Division. These are all within your share, so you don't need to say thank you."

"By the way, the case of Dahuangling seems to be more complicated. A stone cave was found inside the mountain..."

Zuo Lingquan briefly recounted what he had seen and heard just now, and asked:

"...I don't know where the source of that dark river is. I don't know the technique of Feng Shui and Qi, and I can't see the water veins here. Is there any way to shock brother?"

The other side of the Tiandun card was silent for a while, and then came the response:

"Under normal circumstances, bright and dark rivers flow in the same direction and can throw corpses in and wash away. The source must be on the surface, and the water flow is relatively large, most of which are located at a high level. You can walk upstream along the river and look for such places, and you should be able to turn up."

"Thanks."

"There's nothing to be thankful for. If the news is wrong and the errands are overdone, the Demon Suppression Company will pay additional fees as appropriate. Young Master Zuo can do the work with confidence, and feel free to contact me if you need anything."

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After some inquiries, the streamer of the Tiandun card dissipated.

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the surrounding mountains:

"I don't even have an accurate map, how can I find it?"

Zuo Lingquan beat Xu Mo just now, and his inner qi had bottomed out. At this time, he couldn't trace it, so he took Jiang Yi and walked out of the mountain:

"Find a place to stay first, I have to fill up the sea of ​​qi, and I will investigate tomorrow."

Seeing this, Jiang Yi didn't say much, and walked with Zuo Lingquan, thinking about it and feeling blood loss:

"This trip is too expensive. Four talismans are dozens of white jade baht. You can fill up your infuriating with hundreds of white jade, and you just used more than a hundred more for the sword formation... By the way, the magic sword for the formation. Did you not pull it out?"

Zuo Lingquan spread his hand: "The sword is stuck on the top of the cave, my dignified iron-headed mansion is Shangguan Jiulong, and the family runs a gold mine. He climbed the wall to draw the sword for a few pieces of broken copper and iron, and Xu Mo saw that he didn't reveal anything? "

"That's all magic weapons. There are more than 100 white jade baht for one, and nine to thousands. The reward for this trip is only 200 white jade baht..."

Zuo Lingquan was actually in pain, and shook his head:

"It's enough to sneak back and pull it out in a few days. I don't believe that Qingkui in Fulong Mountain can pick up the magic tools that Qingkui from other families left behind."

"That's still a loss. The actual cost alone is two or three hundred. If you continue to find out, you may not know how much it will cost. Why is it so expensive for cultivators to fight? Just raising your hand is a few hundred white jade baht, just like throwing money at someone. "

"So most monks don't do it easily, and it has to be profitable to do it."

Zuo Lingquan sighed: "It's a matter of hundreds of lives. If we can solve this matter, it's worth it to lose a few hundred white jade baht. At least it will benefit the people and accumulate yin and virtue."

Jiang Yi didn't say that she couldn't solve the problem, she just felt that the blood was depleted, she frowned and said:

"Anyway, when you go out this time, you have to find a way to make money from the gods. You go out with Tang Jingsong and make a lot of money. If you go out with me, you will lose your pants. How can I be the master of the house in the future? Go back? I don't even have a face to look up, and I will call Tang Jingxun my sister in the future..."

"grumble."

The dumpling nodded, looking at the meaning as if he was saying, "You know the physiognomy".

As a result, the dumplings left their warm shoulders and were thrown into the sky to fly away in the rain.

Zuo Lingquan was a little funny, leaned over and kissed Jiang Yi's face:

"Okay, okay, I'll figure out a way to make money."

"Hmph... At least I have to break the principal, otherwise I would be embarrassed to go home..."

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According to the brief information provided by Xu Mo, the dark river leads to the northwest, which is the direction of the county town.

Zuo Lingquan took Jiang Yi out of the barren mountains and wild ridges and marched up the Shanling River. First, he found a small town along the river.

There is a great potential risk of depletion of spiritual qi when going out. After Zuo Lingquan settled in the inn, he closed the doors and windows tightly, ate a 'condensing qi pill' that accelerated the speed of qi condensation, and began to sit cross-legged to refine qi.

When practicing Qi, the mind is calm, and the perception of the outside world will be weakened. For safety reasons, Jiang Yi did not practice, and helped protect the Dao; because the cultivation was not enough, the perception range was slightly lower, and the dumplings were also kicked out of the room and squatted in the room. It was pitiful to say that it was sentry in the torrential rain on the top.

It was very boring to meditate and practice Qi, and Jiang Yi did not dare to think about distractions. Whenever the spiritual energy in the room was exhausted, she had to crush a few white jade baht to replenish it. After running in the mountains all day during the day, she was frightened again. Jiang Yi was already physically and mentally exhausted, and she couldn't sleep without sleep at the sixth level of Qi Refining. It could be said that she worked hard to take care of her. In the second half of the night, she even had to pinch her legs to stay awake.

Fortunately, the night was safe and sound.

Zuo Lingquan spent a night of qi refining, relying on the sufficient aura provided by Qi Condensing Pill and Bai Yuzhu to fill up the Qi Palace meridians, although swallowing the dates whole is not very pure, but it is enough.

The sky outside the window was slightly bright, and the rain was a little less, turning into a light rain.

Zuo Lingquan opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yi next to him.

Jiang Yi sat beside him, with the red lady with the sword lying flat on her lap, her expression was calm, but her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes; after seeing Zuo Lingquan's qi training, she couldn't hold it any longer, so she fell down on the quilt. , closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's over, I almost boiled Ben Gong to death, I'll sleep for a while..."

He couldn't hear the soft words before he finished speaking.

Zuo Lingquan felt a little distressed, got up and got out of bed, lightly took off Jiang Yi's boots, moved his straight and slender legs to the bed, covered them with a thin quilt, and kissed Jiang Yi's forehead again.

Jiang Yi didn't seem to like being kissed very much, so she turned over and covered her head with the quilt.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and sighed, then turned around and walked to the window. First, he checked several warning talismans pasted on the doors and windows. After making sure that they had not been touched, he opened the window and drenched the wind and rain outside all night. The group brought in.

"jiji~"

The dumplings were covered in white hairs and stuck to their body, and they were a whole circle smaller. They were wronged, and they were fed two bird food before they calmed down.

It was still gloomy weather outside, and there were a few pedestrians going from south to north in the town.

Zuo Lingquan wiped the dumplings with a towel, stood at the window and looked at the landscape outside the town, looking for the direction of the investigation.

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Jianghu is a rain.

From condensing between the white clouds until it smashes into the black soil, the short moment in the middle is the turbulent life of Jianghu people.

Some people are the heavy rain in summer, with the strong wind setting off turbulent waves; some people are the thick spring rain, with the light wind moistening things silently.

But no matter what kind of rain, the ultimate destination is to merge with the filthy mud. If you want to escape this fate, you can only become a fairy above the clouds.

Like most people, Song Chi failed to jump out.

The rain curtain fell on the umbrella. Song Chi, who was in his sixtieth year, brought his two apprentices to Qingquan Town, which he did not know how many times.

The buildings in the town are old and small, so it can only be regarded as a small place, but it is very famous in Zezhou rivers and lakes that are thousands of miles away.

Because it is below Bitan Villa.

When Song Chi first entered the arena, he came to Qingquan Town. Bitan Villa was not as famous as it is now, and it was the first mountain gate he kicked.

Since then, relying on a pair of old fists, Song Chi has fought for 30 years, from being a martial artist, he has become the first person in Zezhou Jianghu.

I thought that I would be successful and famous in this life, so I could put aside the affairs of the rivers and lakes and go to see how many pounds and taels of the fists of the people on the mountain.

But what he didn't expect was that he couldn't escape the fate of "a new generation replaces the old".

Back then, the owner of Bitan Villa, who was beaten down by him with two punches, had his son who was born out of blue. At the banquet where he washed his hands in a golden basin, he avenged his father and ruined his reputation for the past 30 years.

That fist was really ruthless, and it was like hitting a person with an iron block wrapped in flesh and blood.

Song Chi has practiced boxing all his life. He doesn't believe that other people's fists can be so fast, nor that his own boxing will lose. So he stayed in Jianghu, trying to fight back what he lost.

Unfortunately, once a year, after ten years of fighting, they were all defeated without exception.

Song Chi also went from being a hero in the world to becoming the yellow flower of yesterday; and making Bitan Mountain Villa a giant in the world.

After losing again last year, Song Chi still believed in his fists, but he knew that he would never regain his former fame—he was already sixty years old, and no matter how hard he worked, his fists couldn't get any faster. Hong, there seems to be no end, every year is getting stronger and stronger, so unreasonable, so strong that people can't match.

One can refuse to admit defeat, but one cannot refuse to accept the old man, so Song Chi let go of his identity this time, and came to congratulate Tang Lao Zhuang, the owner of the old village, to congratulate him back then.

This can be regarded as his real golden pot of washing hands. From now on, there will be no 'Song Chi' in the rivers and lakes, only an old man who fishes for Han Jiangxue alone, until the day he merges with the black soil, accepts a The fate that Jianghu people should have.

But the interesting thing about Jianghu is that things never go the way you expect.

Song Chi cherished the memory of the past and walked through Qingquan Town with an umbrella for the last time, but saw a pair of eyes at the window of an inn.

Those eyes are sharp, confident, and sharp-edged, but they make people feel less than a little uncomfortable.

It is like the spirits in a bowl. Drinking it makes your throat hurt and the pungency reaches the sky, but when you look at it from a distance, it is no different from a bowl of white water.

Song Chi raised his eyes and looked - that handsome young man, whom he had seen the night before, only then realized that he was a very interesting young man.

Song Chi paused on the street, raised the oil-paper umbrella, and said:

"Young chivalry looks fresh, but also went to Bitan Villa to join in the fun?"

Zuo Lingquan stood at the window wiping the dumplings and said with a smile:

"Senior Song, you're very polite. Cold and greedy in the lower left, people from the capital, who have traveled all over the rivers and lakes and came here, want to go and see."

Song Chi raised his hand slightly, let the two apprentices go first, turned around and sat down at the tea stall next to him:

"The name is quite interesting. Go to Bitan Villa to ask for an invitation, you invite the old man to drink a bowl of wine, and I will bring you in to join in the fun."

Zuo Lingquan was at the inn the night before yesterday. He paid attention to a few Jianghu people all night, and confirmed that the old man below was just an ordinary Jianghu person who met by chance. The old man was obviously the kind of person he was looking for.

Zuo Lingquan put the dumplings on the windowsill, jumped out from the second floor of the inn, and his figure fell with the rain. When he landed smoothly, he opened the oil-paper umbrella and did not cause any disturbance on the street; he even stood at the door and looked at it. The shop assistant in the distance didn't even notice that there was a person next to him.

Song Chi's eyes lit up: "Last time, I thought Zuo Shaoxia was a prostitute outside of gold and jade, but I missed it."

"Little Er, get a jug of wine, it's the best."

"okay.

Zuo Lingquan came to the tea shop across the street with an umbrella and sat opposite the old man:

"I didn't see anything wrong. I am afraid that Song Lao's fists have hit a lot of heroes in the arena."

Song Chi's hands were thick with thick knuckles, and the calluses on his fingers had been polished brightly. Even if he held the tea bowl at will, he could see the weight of a pair of old fists.

Song Chi set out two tea bowls and asked with a smile:

"Does Zuo Shaoxia want to apprentice?"

Zuo Lingquan took the jug thrown by the second shopkeeper, raised his hand to pour the wine, and shook his head:

"I'm afraid Old Song won't be able to teach it."

Song Chi held the tea bowl for a while and looked up.

wow wow-

The clear wine poured from the jug is fixed between the jug and the wine bowl. If it does not fall into the bowl and make a sound, it proves that the wine is flowing, and it is easy for people to mistake the wine to solidify in the air.

The hand is terribly steady.

Song Chi nodded slightly, then shook his head and smiled:

"Waishanwai Qingshanlouwailou, there are indeed people in this world that the old man can't teach, but you are a little too crazy to say this."

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect this old man to be so crazy, he didn't believe:

"Yes?"

Song Chi raised his hand to take the wine jar and poured wine for Zuo Lingquan.

clap la la-

The liquor also solidified in the air, and there was no shaking at all.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes showed surprise - after traveling for so long, he had seen many experts from the Xian family, and it was the first time he had met a master who could compete with him on the same stage.

The difference between Jianghu and practitioners lies in the 'Qi-refining method'.

Most Jianghu people did not have the guidance of teachers when they were young, and missed the best time to practice. Afterwards, they practiced by themselves. Even if they practiced True Qi, their realm would not exceed the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Below the sixth level, it is actually difficult to distinguish between practitioners and Jianghu people, but above the sixth level, the gap between them will expand infinitely.

In other words, the starting point of a person in practice is the end point of a secular warrior.

But there are always a few warriors with great perseverance in the world who can go a few more steps forward; for example, Zuo Lingquan, who can practice his sword to the half-step Linggu Wu Qingwan without his true energy. Can't see clearly. And the old man in front of him, compared to him, is too old, and his accomplishments in worldly martial arts are probably not weak.

Zuo Lingquan took the wine bowl and wondered:

"Putting it on the rivers and lakes, Song Lao's skills have reached the peak, how could someone not teach him?"

Song Chi smiled lightly at the words of approval:

"The old man thought this way before, but after meeting Tang Hong of Biquan Villa, he realized the meaning of martial arts without end."

Zuo Lingquan picked up the wine bowl and touched the old man:

"That Tang Hong's martial arts accomplishments are more powerful than Song Lao?"

Song Chi shook his head: "It's not that powerful, it's just that the punch is heavy and fast, heavier than a mountain, faster than an arrow, unable to catch or escape."

Zuo Lingquan didn't quite believe it: "How fast?"

With a smile on his face, Song Chi held the wine bowl flat with his right hand. He didn't know how to move. He handed out his fist and hit Zuo Lingquan directly at the door.

Zuo Lingquan raised his left hand, came first, and blocked his fist.

bang—

There was a muffled sound from the tea stall under the rain curtain.

Song Chi's wine bowl remained in its original position, but the hand holding the bowl changed to his left hand, and the wine in the bowl didn't even have a wave, which proved that the dangling wine bowl didn't fall half a minute after he released his fist.

Song Chi's right fist was caught by Zuo Lingquan, but he didn't see how Zuo Lingquan made his hand, and his eyes showed surprise:

"Tang Hong is about the same speed as you. I can't see who is faster."

Zuo Lingquan let go of the old man's right fist, and he felt a little doubt in his heart - he couldn't see it wrong, the old man just punched, and he had already reached the climax of the world's martial arts; in terms of speed, he was no worse than him without true energy. How many.

This is already the limit of the body of a common man. After Zuo Lingquan has practiced this step, he clearly feels a bottleneck. No matter how hard he works, it is difficult to increase his speed. This bottleneck does not occur until he enters the half-step Linggu and has the support of infuriating energy. breakthrough.

Zuo Lingquan is already at the second level of Linggu. The old man said that Tang Hong was almost as fast as him. He didn’t believe that someone could be so fast without the support of infuriating energy; .

You must know that when Zuo Lingquan was half-stepping Linggu, his speed was almost the same as that of Xu Yuankui, who was at the fifth level of Linggu.

If Tang Hongruo can really get to this point, it can only be a practitioner, and most of the realm is in the middle of Linggu.

In the middle of Linggu, it is not an ordinary trash fish, and it is considered to be in the room when it is placed in the practice. How can it be mixed in the world?

Zuo Lingquan thought about it secretly and asked:

"Tang Hong of Bitan Villa, is it a mountain person?"

Although practitioners do not often appear before ordinary people, as long as they have some experience, they know that there are immortals above the sea of ​​clouds.

Song Chi thought of looking at the mountain before, and he naturally understood what Zuo Lingquan meant. He shook his head and said:

"There are not many people on the mountain in Zezhou. Tang Hong has been rooted here for generations, and he has never heard of the rumors of Xun Xian asking; the old man and Tang Hong played against each other, and I felt that it was only fast, and I didn't see any magical powers."

Zuo Lingquan frowned slightly, not quite believing this.

If his judgment is correct, Tang Hong can defeat the old man in front of him with his body alone, at least he has the cultivation of Linggu. But Zezhou's spiritual energy is thin, and if there is no chance to be by his side, it is impossible to cultivate to Linggu.

Being in the Dayan Dynasty with countless opportunities, when he arrived in Linggu, he stayed in Zezhou and did not pursue the avenue. He also deliberately concealed his cultivation, indicating that the opportunity was in Tang Hong's house.

However, this does not mean that Tang Hong is related to the bones of Dahuangling. After all, whoever gets a big chance will hide their cultivation and cultivate secretly.

Zuo Lingquan pondered a little and felt that Tang Hong had to check it out, so he said:

"Song Lao said this, I am really interested in that Tang Hong, can Song Lao really take me to the villa to join in the fun?"

Song Chi shot with a punch, already seeing Zuo Lingquan's kung fu foundation, and said with a smile:

"You can't do it if you don't go. The old man has been beaten by Tang Hong for ten years. If he can't beat him himself, he has to pull a junior to vent his anger. Let's go, I'll take you up the mountain."

Song Chi drank the bowl, UU read www. uukanshu.com is ready to get up.

It's just that Zuo Lingquan didn't mean to get up, and poured another bowl of wine for Song Chi:

"Song Lao wait."

Song Chi was puzzled and sat back at the table: "What? Didn't you drink enough?"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and gestured to the second floor of the inn:

"Daughter-in-law is sleeping, don't dare to wake up."

"?"

Song Chi was stunned for a moment before he realized it, shook his head and sneered:

"It is said in all corners of the world that the more powerful the hero is outside, the more afraid of his wife at home.

"Song Lao is also a hero, could it be the same?"

"Hey~ my wife left early. I used to be very afraid, but now I don't have to be afraid anymore."

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