The Jianghu Restaurant has closed.

There was no more sound of drinking, and there were only a few sparse lonely lamps left in the huge three-entry courtyard.

There was quiet all over the place, with occasional slight snoring.

It seems that the battle that happened here one hour ago did not exist, but there was a mass grave at the foot of the mountain behind the Jianghu Xiaoguan.

This is the world.

This is a world where human life is like grass.

Those who died just died were dead, no one would tell their families, and no one would go to the government to report the case.

Walking around the world is just a job of playing with your head.

I was still eating delicious food the moment before, but then I went to the underworld. At this time, I was probably already at Naihe Bridge and drank Meng Po's bowl of soup.

Eighteen years later, he is another hero!

In the east wing room of the second courtyard of the Jianghu Small House, Bu Jinghong sat in front of the window.

The light is out.

Only a bright moonlight entering the window.

He looked at the quiet night sky outside and sighed suddenly.

Shangguan Chuhua raised his eyes and looked at Bu Jinghong's back. The back was very lonely, especially in the lonely moonlight, where he sat like a wolf sitting on a deserted hill in the Gobi Desert.

Three years ago, when I was traveling through the Gobi Desert, I inadvertently saw him on that small hill in such a month-long night.

The distance is a bit far.

I thought it was a wolf.

The eldest brother Dugu Han took the bow and took an arrow and left.

But unexpectedly, it was a person!

A person with extremely high martial arts skills!

The arrow was approaching, and he used a backhand sword to shoot down the arrow shot by the eldest brother.

He soared into the sky and came to the senior brother with a sword!

At that time, he was also a mid-level second-level player, which was comparable to the elder brother.

The two fought dozens of rounds.

No more fights.

Become a friend.

Men, that's so strange.

He is Bu Jinghong.

Then, the three of them walked together, and when they walked and fought, when they reached Dongxu City, Kyoto, Bu Jinghong had already entered the upper level of the second realm.

The eldest brother is still at the middle level of the second level.

So, the eldest brother went back to the Sword Tower to retreat, and he accompanied him to travel in Kyoto.

It was so familiar, and that kind of love gradually emerged.

Two years later.

He made a huge name in the world.

When the eldest brother entered the upper level of the second level and broke through the pass, he had already entered the lower level of the first level!

The eldest brother went back to seclusion again.

He did that earth-shaking thing in Kyoto—

He killed Wu'an Hou Chejue!

He left Kyoto.

He could have escaped from Wu.

But he stopped here.

"Maybe I'm really tired."

"I understand your feelings, but... I thought about it for a long time and found that I can't give you a stable home."

"I lived just to kill Che Jue. I didn't expect to know Dugu Han, a friend... I thought I would never have friends in my life."

“Not to mention lovers.”

"Actually, I'm not as good as you think."

"I almost slept all over the brothel in Dongxu City."

"Every time I kill someone, I will go to the brothel to have a sleep... and hug a girl and have a sleep."

"I need to use that madness to cover up the emptiness in my heart after killing people...or fear."

"I don't want to kill people, but I'll kill people if I draw my sword."

"I ravaged them crazy, and at that time, I felt like a beast."

"I'm not worthy of you..."

Bu Jinghong didn't finish his words.

Because Ximen Chuhua had arrived beside him, sat on his lap, put his hands on his neck, and his hot lips blocked his mouth.

The night wind gradually came into the window.

But it did not cool down the dry fire.

On the contrary, the wind helped the fire, making the fire burn more and more fiercely.

Bu Jinghong's left hand strongly hugged Ximen Chuhua's waist.

There was only a gentle echo of whimpering sound in the silence.

It's natural.

Ximen Chuhua's eyes are blurred:

"I don't care about your past."

"In the future, I will be by your side whether you kill or not."

A long skirt landed on the ground.

The moon is as delicate as jade.

The window is still open.

People are not in front of the window.

The man is already in bed.

But it seems to be galloping in the deserted Gobi.

Riding a horse.

Like a storm.

Li Chenan also has excellent hearing.

He looked at the window with great envy and disappeared into the moonlight.

...

A gurgling stream.

The fields at the foot of the mountain are not quiet.

In addition to the sound of the stream, there are also the chirping of summer insects coming and going around.

Li Chenan walked along with the moonlight and followed the sound of water.

Just under the moonlight, in the stream, there was a man bathing in the water.

Li Chenan stood by the river, looking at Xiao Baozi squatting in the stream, and a pleasant smile appeared on his face.

I thought to myself, my good thing should be done!

Xiao Baozi, you came too timely!

Xiao Baozi spread her long hair on the water surface, drifting with the stream.

She had already turned around.

Her slender eyes narrowed slightly, and she had already seen Li Chenan.

A happy smile also appeared on her face.

It also has a bit shyness.
To be continued...