Chapter 225

In the meditation room of Xishan temple, the black fox tasted the Dan wine taken out by waste, showing a look of intoxication. The corner of his eyes lifted slightly, but he smiled and looked at waste: "Buddha, I'm leaving today. Let me tell you."

"Didn't you come yesterday? Why did you leave today? " The wasted time was slightly stunned. For a moment, he remembered what the black fox said last night and suddenly smiled: "it seems that your things are going well. Come on, let's have a toast and congratulate you!"

The black fox's face showed a touch of embarrassment, but he soon smiled and drank the wine. Then he laughed at himself: "Buddha, you're laughing at me. I didn't answer that."

"Oh, why?" He emptied himself with wine and pushed the wine jar to the black fox.

The black fox suddenly took a meaningful look at the waste, played the wine cup in his hand for a moment, and finally drank it up.

"Because I saw the picture, I knew that the man was actually my friend, and although my black fox is a mercenary and takes money to kill, I also have my own principle, that is, I won't shoot my friends!"

"It seems that your friend is very lucky to have a friend like you!" The wasted heart moved and his eyes flashed: "then you are destined to do a loss making business this time. I don't know whether I should congratulate you or comfort you."

"Ha ha..." the black fox suddenly laughed, and his eyes were even brighter. He looked at the waste. After a long time, the laughter stopped. He said word by word: "in fact, I didn't lose any money this trip. Maybe it was the biggest one I made, because I made a friend, a friend who invited me to drink good wine!"

"Alas! It seems that I'm destined to lose money when I meet you, because with you, my good wine will lose another jar! " Waste your time and sigh.

The black fox laughed even louder. At last, he had laughed and burst into tears. Then he looked into the wasted eyes, but there was no previous complexity, only a touch of clear sincerity.

"If it is useful to the old black place, it only needs a phone. No matter where I am, as long as I am not dead, I will come!"

"Why?" Idleness also put away his smiling expression, looked softly at the black fox.

What he said was endless, but the black fox understood it.

The black fox raised his reddish eyes and quietly looked at the waste. In his eyes, there was no previous sharpness, not to mention the full hostility, but only a touch of light calm.

"I don't know. Last night, I thought I knew you, but I wanted to leave a way for myself. But when I saw the picture today, I suddenly had another feeling that you are my friend!"

After saying that, he suddenly seemed to unload the heavy burden, and his heart relaxed for a while. Then he poured down the wine in front of him and smiled at himself: "do you feel that what I said is very false? In fact, I feel incredible myself! "

"No, I believe you, no matter how strong and cold a person is, there will be lonely times after all, perhaps because we are the same kind of people!" Waste slowly said, but a unique bright color flashed in his eyes.

In this strange world, he is not alone, struggling to move forward.

Although there is a master and a beauty, I always feel that there is a lack of strength. I haven't thought about it before. Now I want to come, but I'm a friend.

A close friend, without too much words, can drink and eat meat, can not say a word, but can make friends.

The same is true of the black fox. He led the black fox mercenary regiment all the way. It seems that the scenery is infinite, but the burden on his shoulder is increasing with the accumulation of reputation.

All his subordinates are good brothers, but they are not friends who can talk to each other, because they respect and worship him, but they are not equal friends.

Wine because the feeling is stronger, unconsciously, both of them have been drunk.

This time, the black fox was not pretending to be drunk, but really drunk.

"It's late. I should go back." The black fox stood up shakily, smiled at the waste, turned and left, but when he reached the door, he suddenly whispered, "Buddha, be careful!"

The idle man was slightly stunned, but then he smiled: "take care!"

"Did you make such a big deal just to deal with me? It seems that this Jiang Yu has a big background! "

The words were faint, but there was a touch of disdain in his eyes.

A moment later, he suddenly snorted: "but since you want to play, the Buddha will play with you. Jiang family, I still want to see what the inside information is?"

"Why, did you offend the Jiang family?" Just as his voice fell, Zhitong's voice rang from the outside.

Then Zhitong appeared at the door, his nose flapped slightly, and then the mysterious appearance he had just put out disappeared. Pointing to the waste, he scolded: "well, smelly boy, you're secretly drinking here, and you don't know to call master? What a heartless man! "

While talking, he had rushed into the meditation room, stretched out his hand, directly manipulated the remaining five or six kilograms of Dan wine in the jar, and deeply sniffed: "ha, you smelly boy, it's too much to drink Dan wine behind my back. Do you know how much this jar of wine is? I've been greedy many times before, but I haven't been willing to drink it? "

"Master, please calm down. How could I forget you?" He sighed in vain, but he also knew that it would be impossible to eliminate the disaster without wine today. So he turned his palm and took out a jar from the ring and handed it directly to Zhitong.

"Ha, that's pretty much the same!" Zhitong freezes one hand and catches the Dan wine wasted handed over. With the other hand, he firmly holds the jar of residual wine.

For a moment, his eyes flickered with greedy light, but he stared at the ring on the wasted hand: "smelly boy, are there still many in your ring?"

"Master, you know the price of this wine. How can I have too much?" Of course, idleness would not tell him that he had credit for hundreds of jars. In that case, I'm afraid master would pester him every day and be bored to death.

Moreover, his space ring is different from others. When he was refining, he dropped blood essence, so he has recognized the Lord, and only he can open it.

If others want to open his space ring, they can't open his dragon ring unless he is dead and his consciousness in the ring is lax.

Although Zhitong doubted, he knew the key and had to hum: "smelly boy, I'll be angry if I dare to drink good things secretly in the future!"

I didn't have time to mess with him, because even if I did it all night, I couldn't get a clue, so I directly cut to the point: "master, did you know that you just talked about the yuan family?"

"Hey, of course I know!" With a proud smile, Zhitong took the jar full of Dan wine into the ring, then picked up another jar, took a beautiful sip, sprayed a strong wine smell, and said, "waste, do you know how many aristocratic families there are in our China?"

"Oh?" I haven't really thought about this problem. The name of aristocratic family seems to be unique in ancient times. It's rarely heard now.

Zhitong looked at him, but said with a proud smile: "the Jiang family is a big aristocratic family in China. Although it can only be regarded as second rate, in recent years, the development momentum is very strong, and there is a faint momentum towards the first-class aristocratic family."

"Is it great?" Vanity frowned and asked softly.

"Awesome?" Zhitong sneered, but stretched out his finger and knocked on the wasted head: "of course, these aristocratic families are the real masters of China! They master the Chinese economy and military, weave a dense network, and extend their tentacles to all places. The top talents and the best resources are also the first to get them. Are you serious? "

"Hiss..." wasted a breath of air conditioning, mud horse, isn't it very strong?

This mud horse, an aristocratic family, is equivalent to a sect?

"The Jiang family is an aristocratic family rising in Zhenhai, so Zhenhai can be said to be their root, and here, their power is the most powerful, but you can't feel it at ordinary times!" Zhitong suddenly put away his smile and looked at the waste.

"Did you get into trouble with the yuan family?"

"Yes!" At the moment, he calmed down and smiled calmly: "I really want to know how powerful the aristocratic family is?"

Zhitong did not discuss this topic with him, but said to himself, "do you know who Liu Yan is?"

"I don't know." Waste really didn't ask Liu Yan this question. Although he thought about it, Liu Yan didn't want to say it himself, so he wouldn't force Liu Yan.

And in the wasted heart, it doesn't matter who Liu Yan is. What matters is that she is his woman now.

Zhitong's expression seemed a little dignified. After condensing on his wasted face for a while, he gently sighed: "Liu Yan is a member of the Liu family in China, and Liu Yan is a first-class family in China. Only in recent years, the talents of the Liu Yan family have declined and their status is not as good as before, so at that time, the Liu Jiang family wanted to marry and unite with each other. One wanted to consolidate their status, One is to go further, but Liu Yan is so stubborn that she is...... "

At this point, Zhitong suddenly smiled with a touch of appreciation in his eyes.

"You and Liu Yan have become lovers. Naturally, the Jiang family will not want to, and Liu Yan is beautiful and charming. She is the best in the world, so I'm afraid the little guy of the Jiang family doesn't give up?"

"Hum!" Suddenly, he snorted heavily, and suddenly a strong evil spirit spread out: "what about the immortal heart? The woman who dares to touch me, whether he is the Jiang family or the Liu family, just let him come! "

Zhitong looked at his appearance and his strong momentum, but his eyes lit up gradually. Finally, he stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "man, you should go straight ahead. On the road of cultivation, the Buddha stops killing the Buddha and the devil stops killing the devil!"

After saying that, he walked out slowly, but at night, he sighed softly: "Xiao Yan, this time, your choice is not wrong..."