Vol 6 Chapter 972: Shangguanjiu

The one who rushed up was pulled back, and then the horse was surrounded in the middle but it was safe.

Two steps away, there was a fierce fight with fists and feet, and then the guy who picked up his hand started with a real sword and a gun.

Just in Shicai, the dozens of people who reunited with old friends and chatted in full swing, who didn't know anyone, pinched to death.

The whole scene became chaotic.

Someone yelled: "Don't grab you..."

Another person said with irony: "Who dares to fight with Lao Tzu... Lao Tzu must..."

The dust was flying, the noise came and went one after another, and the horse was shocked, pacing on the spot and hissing.

In such a funny fight, Li Chenghuan didn't even turn his head, and Jiang Nantian also stood still.

"Master Jiang, the truth is here, take it to save your house owner." Li Chenghuan took out a thick paper in his arms and put it on the table.

Jiang Nantian couldn't believe it. He opened his eyes and walked to the edge of the table one step at a time. It was indeed King Pingxu's handwriting, just like Shangguan Wuming described it, with a faded light blue cover and yellowed paper.

The horse finally got angry, and pulled up the pegs and rushed towards the crowd. After a few screams, the horses rushed out of the circle and ran towards the official road, dragging the stakes and pulling up the dust all the way.

Those who could still get up ran away lifelessly, and Jiang Nantian also quietly disappeared.

When the smoke fell and the surroundings were quiet, a person walked over and walked out of the cloud of smoke.

The purple robe has golden bands, hair, burly figure, moderate fat and thin, and the appearance is not outstanding at all. It is easier to ignore than usual.

Wei's eyes are narrow and long like eagle eyes, always exuding a dangerous aura, just as if he walks over casually with his hands on his back, the murderous aura has already arrived.

The visitor sat across from Li Chenghuan and put a book in his hand on the table. Li Chenghuan glanced at it. It looked like it was a Tibetan book of a few years, and it read: King Pingxu's Letters.

That humanity: "Li Chenghuan."

Li Chenghuan said, "Shangguanjiu."

The two each said a sentence, and there were only three words in this sentence. After speaking, they seemed to have nothing to say. They were silent for a while.

Shangguan Jiu watched Li Chenghuan tasting tea without anxiousness. The murderous aura was still there, but he didn't mean to do it.

"Brother Shangguan, please." Li Chenghuan poured a cup of tea and pushed it over.

At this time, the sky is full of stars and the moon, and the breeze is cool. Sitting in this small shop on the river bank and drinking tea is really a good enjoyment. Compared with the origin, it is simply luxurious.

Time flies so quickly, it is actually the first night.

Li Chenghuan had been sitting there waiting, as if he had been waiting for Shangguan Jiu to appear.

"Brother Li is polite." Shangguan Jiu took a sip of his tea.

This tea is not a good tea in his eyes. It never gets into his mouth on weekdays. What's more, he is not thirsty at all, and tonight will never be a good time to drink tea and chat.

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After that, the two really stopped talking. Li Chenghuan shook his fan and cast his eyes on the river, watching the river sail in twos and threes.

He suddenly felt that the scenery was really good, so he stood up and walked to the river.

Shangguan Jiu still sat, but turned to look at Li Chenghuan.

The young couple there was also standing in the kitchen room staring at Li Chenghuan intently. They just watched, did not discuss anything together, and never said a word from beginning to end.

In fact, there is very little water in this river, and a section of the river is exposed on the bank. The grass at the feet is nourished by the river water much better than other places, and it is still green.

Water vapor rushed in, and I was lucky to be so dry.

Li Chenghuan stood on the bank of the river and looked into the distance. He thought he was more leisurely than Shangguanjiu. Since he was not in a hurry, why not relax.

I didn't think much, I just wanted to pass the time. It has been more than a month since I left Jiangnan. This time is not short, it is enough for something to happen.

There is nothing to say about these things, and he doesn't care much. He has moved all the way here and he has transferred his available thoughts to the fight for treasure.

Compared with starvation and disasters in the Three Provinces, what happened to me is like playing a house game. Just know it.

Li Chenghuan shook his head. He suddenly thought of Lu Yang, Hu Tiehua, Chu Liuxiang, and Zhu Rong.

By the way, there is Su Rongrong, but she doesn't miss it particularly, but occasionally remembers it inadvertently, he doesn't know whether it is ruthless.

In addition, Lin Qianzhi, who had been ridiculously separated, didn't seem to have to think about it, and April with Lin Qianzhi by her side didn't seem to have the need to think much.

Occasionally, I think about the ups and downs, and when will it rain heavily in the northern sky. By the way, I think of Lu Yang and the others.

I was alone, clean, and not burdened so much that I could not even drink alcohol. I still had doubts and some unsuitability before.

At this moment, although he has not fully understood it, he is calm and calm. He even feels that he should be pious and thank the miracle, but he can walk again like a rebirth.

Since knowing his identity, he only felt that everything seemed to have changed.

At this moment, I felt that the rivers and lakes with Lu Yang and others were real, and I was still standing in this reality.

Thinking of what he had heard this month, Li Chenghuan laughed again and said that Lu Yang needed to calm down. Now it seems like this is the case. Listening to his actions along the way, indeed, it will not disappoint.

"Xinghe is vast, beautiful under the moon, brother Li is thinking of me?" Looking up, the sound was not loud, coming from the river with the breeze.

Under such a scene, it seemed that Lu Yang was talking, but Li Chenghuan knew it would not be him.

Li Chenghuan looked up and saw a small boat approaching slowly, without a boatman or lights, and by the moonlight, he saw a person walking out alone at the bow of the boat.

The man's lavender gauze flew away around him, and the ancestors of the plum blossom fragrance arrived. He was not surprised to see Li Chenghuan, who had already become accustomed to this journey.

Fu Yunxue was not the real City Lord of Ziyun, but the younger brother of the City Lord. He already knew that the person who appeared in the Jiangnan Inn was Fu Yunqing, and that the real City Lord of Ziyun was the owner of Wuji Island, who was on the boat in front of him.

Fu Yunqing was a little better-looking than his younger brother, he was not lacking in good-looking eyes, and he was also handsome, tall and straight without making people feel mad. ..

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