Xiao mubai thought that early summer was just a joke. He never thought that he really cooked good tea.

At the beginning of summer, it was really just a joke. I never thought that up to now, he hoped to accompany him to cook tea for him every day.

"But I still remember that after the great victory of World War I in Hanyang City, we had a bonfire barbecue in the martial arts training ground. At that time, I said to you, I am looking forward to it very much. What kind of accident can you give me and how do you reply?" Xiao mubai turned the teacup in his hand. The angle of the teacup was the same as the height of his eyebrows and eyes in early summer. He couldn't tell what he was looking at.

At the beginning of summer, he lowered his eyelids and chuckled: "there is no craft at all."

Xiao mubai put the teacup on his lips again, drank the rest of the tea, and the aftertaste was sweet. Just now, Feng Mu looked at him slightly: "little liar."

At the beginning of summer, he took up the teapot and poured him another cup, sighed: "this time it's really gone. The last hand is revealed to you, so that you can go back to Chongqing and add the same thing you miss."

"Ai Ai? What do you say about making tea? I can't see such a living man? Why did you ask me to come here?" Zhao Xingwen really can't stand it.

As soon as he patted the table, he stood up, drank the tea in front of him, smashed it for two, and didn't drink the taste of ugly Yin Mao. He put the tea cup on the table. For this thing, it's better to give him a jar of daughter red.

"Sit down." Xiao mubai's slender Phoenix eyes were just full of deep love. When he turned to Zhao Xingwen, they were full of sharp color.

"No!" Zhao Xingwen looked at him with a gen on his neck. It was clear that he was standing looking down at Xiao mubai. How could he feel that his whole body was overwhelmed by his bullying power?

Xiao mubai's Phoenix eyes were slightly lifted, and his face was cold and cold. With the soul stirring spirit of killing and cutting and the boundless evil spirit, his thin and light lips had just opened a seam.

"It's just sitting..." Zhao Xingwen's eyes flickered, and then he sat down numbly.

At the beginning of summer, the index finger was placed in front of Xiao mubai's desk and tapped twice. Xiao mubai gathered his momentum. Zhao Xingwen was relieved and scolded in his heart. It was too scary

"How is Guo Weidong now?" At the beginning of summer, he asked Zhao Xingwen, who had lingering palpitations.

"That's it..." Zhao Xingwen asked why.

"Say." Xiao mubai whispered a word.

Zhao Xingwen immediately said, "he is still under house arrest in the military camp."

At the beginning of summer, he frowned: "nothing special?"

"What's special about that..." Zhao Xingwen couldn't help being frivolous again. Halfway through the speech, seeing Xiao mubai's cold face, he turned his face away and looked away at the beginning of summer. "He was beaten like that by you. He lay in bed for more than three months. After dismantling it, he was also a useless man. It's impossible to get on the horse with a gun."

At the beginning of summer, the index finger habitually knocked on the table and thought for a moment: "isn't there anyone in Beijing looking for him?"

Zhao Xingwen frowned and whispered, "is that from Beijing?"

At the beginning of summer, his eyes brightened: "is it true that someone has been looking for him?"

Zhao Xingwen shook his head: "I'm not looking for him, I'm going to kill him, but it can't be people in Beijing. Oujun said they were people in the Jianghu."

At the beginning of summer, they were stunned and looked at Xiao mubai. They had speculated that general Shi might send someone to find him, and imperial concubine Li would send someone to find him. They had never guessed... How could it be a person in the Jianghu?

After pondering for a moment, Xiao mubai asked, "how can ou Zhongxuan be sure that they are people in the Jianghu, not dark guards or dead soldiers from the capital?"

Zhao Xingwen leaned forward and lowered his voice: "I still heard Wan Zhongkui say this."

At the beginning of summer, hearing the name, Xiao mubai felt very familiar. Seeing that he frowned, he said, "it should be the confidant around General Zhao Shuangquan."

At the beginning of summer, I remembered it and gave him an expression that you have a good memory.

Xiao mubai raised his chin and motioned Zhao Xingwen to continue.

"Guo Weidong was assassinated several times. Military master Ou set up a plan to let Wan Zhongkui go to his tent, pretend to be Guo Weidong, and deliberately leak flaws in the patrol and guard at night. Guess what?" Zhao Xingwen paused and waited for them to ask.

"You should think of yourself as a storyteller here. What's the key to selling?" At the beginning of summer, Xiao mubai raised his hand with a violent shudder. Zhao Xingwen showed his teeth and looked at the beginning of summer with a cold breath.

Zhao Xingwen covered his forehead: "well, your highness King Mo knocked me and forgot."

At the beginning of the summer, with a "tut", he turned and took a lot of fragrant thread from the cabinet and put it in front of him: "it's not difficult to restore his memory once the chestnut fragrant thread is burned."

Zhao Xingwen's face changed. He thought of the fragrant threads burned in front of Guo Weidong's bed at the beginning of summer and said hurriedly: "I remember, it's not so bad..."

At the beginning of summer, he rolled his eyes and showed a look that he didn't say quickly.

Zhao Xingwen immediately picked up the words and then said: "The man in black thought he had found a loophole and caught Wan Zhongkui and ran away. Wan Zhongkui followed him to the place in the forest. The man in black was quite cautious and said a secret word to Wan Zhongkui. Wan Zhongkui was stunned when he came up. The man in black immediately reacted that he was pretending to be a fake. The killing opportunity suddenly appeared and stabbed him with a sword. The sword was fierce and dangerous, facing directly Door and... "

"Get to the point!" At the beginning of summer, he knocked on his desk impatiently.

Zhao Xingwen said that when the saliva was flying and rising, he was interrupted by his words. When he was defeated, he gave a hasty explanation: "the European military division has set up an ambush for a long time. How can he succeed?"

At the beginning of summer, when he saw him, he couldn't help holding his wrist and asked, "have you caught the living one?"

Zhao Xingwen shook his head: "swallowed poison and killed himself."

At the beginning of summer, he let out his disappointment and looked at Xiao mubai. Seeing that his eyes were staring at the hand he had just held on Zhao Xingwen's wrist, he quickly loosened and asked him, "what do you think?"

Xiao mubai's eyes moved from Zhao Xingwen's wrist to his face: "since he's not alive, why does ou Zhongxuan say he's from the Jianghu?"

Zhao Xingwen thought hard: "it seems that it depends on his martial arts skills. It doesn't seem to be cultivated by the official family, and his speech and habits are very Jianghu."

Xiao mubai was silent for a moment: "did you find any Keepsake on your body?"

Zhao Xingwen frowned: "I don't know. Anyway, I didn't hear Wan Zhongkui talk about it."

Xiao mubai then asked, "what secret language did he say?"

Zhao Xingwen grabbed the back of his head: "I can't remember that."

At the beginning of summer, the man who hated iron but not steel also knocked a violent chestnut on his forehead: "what's the use of you!"

Zhao Xingwen hesitated for a long time, and his eyes brightened: "if you want to know, ask Grandpa, you must know better than me, before he returns to Hanyang."