"I will go to Mount Quanrong later, eat wine, drink meat and sleep with women. What are your plans?"
Xu Qi'an looked at Nangong Qianrou with a smile.
Nangong Qianrou frowned delicately, and said with a sneer: "A Jianghu organization, what's there to socialize with?"
Xu Qi'an suppressed his smile and said softly, "I'm not Yingong anymore."
The banter and disdain in Nangong Qianrou's eyes slowly subsided, as if she lost the interest in the conversation.
After a long time, he said calmly, "Go and join in the fun."
Hey, this is not like the second brother Nangong's style. Could it be that he is worried about me, afraid that this is a Hongmen banquet set up by the Wulin League? Xu Qi'an murmured in his heart
Quanrong Mountain is steep and surrounded by clouds and mist.
This mountain is a well-known paradise in Jianzhou, with vast forests, cranes singing and monkeys singing. Starting from the mountainside, courtyards and attics are dotted all the way to the top of the mountain.
"Mount Quanrong is a scenic spot in Jianzhou. The main peak is majestic and the side peaks are beautiful. There is a large waterfall on the main peak that hangs tens of feet. During the rainy season, mountain torrents erupt. Even a sixth-grade master cannot withstand the erosion of the waterfall."
"I heard that there are 8,000 cavalry in the headquarters of the Wulin League, and they are the direct subordinates of the warrior who competed in the Central Plains."
Passing through the tall archway at the foot of the mountain, Xu Qi'an sighed with emotion: "Eight thousand cavalry can sweep Jianzhou. Why has the imperial court tolerated the existence of the Wulin League for so many years?"
Nangong Qianrou listened to his chatter, and was not interested in most of the topics. When it came to the last topic, she couldn't help but say:
"Because that man had an agreement with Emperor Gaozu back then."
"What agreement?" Xu Qi'an was full of curiosity.
"How do I know? My foster father didn't say anything." Nangong Qianrou said with a blank look.
Xu Qi'an continued to talk about the mountains: "The beauties in Wanhualou in Jianzhou are all charming. Are you interested in taking one back to be a concubine? I think the landlord will be very happy."
Nangong Qianrou simply ignored him.
"If it were me, it would be perfect if I could bring Master Xiao back to the capital and become a concubine."
"You don't seem to have married a wife, right? If you still beat the silver gong in the yamen, it is really not suitable to marry a Jianghu woman. As for now, she is more than enough to be your wife." Nangong Qianrou said.
"You can't make it, you can't make it." Xu Qi'an waved his hands again and again.
"Why?" Nangong Meiren frowned.
"The position of wife, I will leave it to His Highness Lin'an, or His Highness Huaiqing." Xu Qi'an was serious.
"roll!"
Nangong Qianrou said angrily.
Believe it or not
Soon, the two came to the compound of the main peak of Mount Quanrong. After the news was passed on by the management of the alliance, they were ushered into the living room, where Cao Qingyang, the leader of the purple-robed alliance with a dignified and dignified facial features, was sitting in the hall.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Cao Qingyang said: "Nangong Jinluo wait a moment, I have something to say to Xu Yinluo alone."
He got up from his seat, walked silently, and left the living room.
Xu Qi'an went out together behind him, passed through the living area, walked towards the back mountain, and gradually moved away from the building complex.
"The ancestor wants to meet you."
Cao Qingyang led him into the dense forest, followed the path deep, and said: "Don't worry, the ancestor is not a bloodthirsty and violent generation, but he is very interested in hearing about your deeds."
Xu Qi'an first introspected for a while. After wearing the jade given by the supervisor, Shenshu fell into a deep sleep. Now he is just an ordinary Xu Bai whoring. Seeing the boss, there shouldn't be any problem.
The most important thing is that the opponent is a martial artist, even if there are some minor problems, he probably won't be able to see them.
In fact, he came to Quanrong Mountain for the banquet, and he was somewhat lucky, and he might be able to meet the ancestor of the Wulin League.
Hey, I really am a lucky person He made fun of himself with complicated emotions.
After walking through the forest path for a stick of incense, Cao Qingyang led him to a huge mountain wall. When Fang Fu stepped out of the dense forest, Xu Qi'an's hairs stood up for no reason, and his scalp felt numb.
Subconsciously looking towards the source of the danger, on the cliff, a huge monster hung its head, with two water tank-like scarlet eyes, watching the two of them faintly.
The monster was completely black, with thick short hair, shaped like a dog, but had a human-like face.
Alien Beast Dog Rong Mount Quanrong is named after ita very powerful alien species, I can't beat itXu Qi'an's heart flashed All kinds of thoughts.
At this time, Quanrong retracted his head and disappeared on the cliff.
"DogHe did not hesitate to turn against Wang Shoufu.
Of course, the most talked about is the anecdote of Jiao Fangsi.
Fuxiang Huakui is good at the piano, but even better at the flute. The Ming Yan oiran dances like no other, with a soft figure. Xiaoya Huakui is full of poetry and books, but her heart is old-fashioned
The banquet was not dispersed until we were slightly tipsy.
Xu Qi'an carried his saber, walked into the courtyard where he was placed, and entered the room.
The drunkenness in his eyes disappeared immediately.
"After dealing with the affairs of the capital and investigating Emperor Yuan Jing, I will come to Jianzhou and make good contacts in advance, so that I can get along well in Jianzhou later"
He lit the oil lamp, sat at the table, drew out the long black gold knife and laid it across the table.
Next, take out the small jade mirror, pour out a lotus seed, peel it off, and gently insert the lotus seed into the blade.
He didn't have a jade box, and even if he had, he couldn't fit a four-foot-long knife.
Zhong Li said that his knife lacks a spirit. And Lianzi can turn out the spirit of the weapon, pushing this knife to the ranks of peerless magic soldiers
ps: I was adjusting my biological clock recently, and found something very sad. Go to bed on time every day, wake up the next day, dizzy, listless all day long.
Then, after ten o'clock, inspiration springs up I used to code words in the middle of the night. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com