"Where are you going, young master?" Su Qian'an followed him, wondering what she was going out for at this time.
Xia Chu snapped his fingers and said coolly: "Buy a drink."
I went to the nearest wine shop and picked up four jars of Blue Bridge Fengyue. Xia Chu asked Su Qianan to lead the way to Yinzhi's residence.
It was already late at night and there were no people on the street. Xia Chu said to Su Qian'an: "Use Qinggong, walking too slow."
Su Qian'an looked at the two jars of wine he was holding in his left and right hands, with a troubled expression on his face: "Subordinate, it's not convenient for you to take me with you..."
Xia Chu smiled: "You fly as hard as you can, I can keep up."
Su Qian'an looked at Xia Chu's serious look and didn't talk nonsense.
Take a breath, point your toes to the ground, and sweep up and forward.
Although he never questioned Xia Chu's words, he also felt that the young master was still young.
Therefore, only five points of force were used.
"Is this the speed at which you exert your strength?"
A disdainful word came from behind, which made Su Qian'an's blood boil, and he immediately mentioned the Eight Points of Strength.
Just as he was about to look back at Xia Chu, another sentence came to his ears.
"That's all."
Su Qian'an was teased so hard that she pushed her speed to the limit. After a while, she looked back at Xia Chu with a slight breath.
This time I turned around and found that the young master was gone.
He thought about how he could still compete with the young master if he had lost his virginity. Just as he was about to stop and look for it, he was patted on the shoulder. He turned around and saw Xia Chu standing side by side with him, with a provocative look in his eyes: "Can you hurry up?"
Su Qian'an felt aggrieved that he, a tall and dignified man, could not compare with the thirteen-year-old young master in Qinggong. The veins on his face popped out, but his speed could no longer be increased.
When they landed in Yinzhi's courtyard, Su Qian'an's forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Xia Chu stepped forward and knocked on the door. He opened the door and was surprised to see Xia Chu: "Master, why are you here?"
He looked at Su Qian'an who was carrying four jars of wine and was even more surprised: "Qian'an, how can I carry four jars of wine and make you so tired?"
Su Qian'an looked embarrassed. He looked at Xia Chu, who looked relaxed and looked as usual, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Why don't you invite me in?" Xia Chu asked with a smile.
"Please come in, please come in." Yin Zhi hurriedly stepped aside and invited them into the house.
"I came here just to have a drink with you, and I brought your beloved Lanqiao Fengyue with me."
Yin Zhi nodded and turned around to get the utensil.
Su Qian'an felt sulky and took a jar outside the house to drink alone. He felt that he was too embarrassed to see the young master now, and his tooth ached when he saw that handsome little face.
Xia Chu knew that he had just suffered a setback, so he ignored him and started chatting with Yinzhi: "Has the second floor been finished?"
"Well, it's not much of a modification. I just moved out the goods that were originally in the warehouse, cleaned it up, put some bookshelves on it, and bought some drinks."
"In your spare time, go buy a few girls and boys for use. It's not convenient for me to send them to people in the house. It wouldn't be good if they were recognized."
"I'm used to being alone, and I don't need anyone else, so I won't need to."
"We don't have them now, but what about in the future? You can pick some younger ones, cultivate them slowly yourself, and feel free to use them in the future. What others give you will never be as considerate as what you bring out with your own hands."
"Yes, the young master has thought carefully."
"It's time for you to change your name. The pseudonym Li Qiang can no longer be used."
"Master, can you get one?"
Xia Chu held his forehead and thought for a moment: "Master Bingwen, what do you think?"
"Thank you for your kindness, thank you Master for your name."
"Master Bingwen is just a name for spreading news to the outside world. I still like to ask you to lead him."
"Well?"
"Introduce him, your descendants, don't introduce him in your place. Your father probably hopes that you can inherit the good family tradition. One day, I will avenge you. Give justice to your family and let you be the one to re-establish the family tradition." Yes, that person!"
Xia Chu's eyes were dark and deep, and he stared at them solemnly and decisively.
Yin Qi's heart was greatly shocked.
He once thought that poisoning Du Hanfei was the last thing he could do for his family. However, Xia Chu told him that one day. Not only can he take revenge, but he can also rebuild the Ren family
A spark started a prairie fire in my heart, and the blood all over my body began to boil. He didn't cry when his family was destroyed, he didn't cry when he was homeless, and he didn't cry when he was barely alive.
At that time, his heart was filled with hatred.
He told himself that this revenge was destined to be done alone. Unless Du Hanfei dies, he doesn't even have the right to cry.
However, at this moment, he suddenly wanted to cry. He felt that there was still someone in this world who knew his surname, Ren, his name, Xuanzhe, and his nickname, Yingzhi.
He stood up and bowed deeply.
Xia Chu patted his shoulder and helped him up.
Su Qian'an pushed the door open and walked in at this moment, just in time to see Xia Chu's hand still raised on Yin Zhi's arm, and Yin Zhi's eyes were still red.
He scratched the back of his head and asked in confusion: "Did I come at the wrong time?"
Xia Chu raised his eyebrows: "Have you calmed down?"
Su Qian'an immediately felt a toothache, her face wrinkled and she muttered: "Well... I've finished the wine."
Xia Chu joked and poured a glass of wine for Su Qian'an. Bingwen asked jokingly: "Why is Qian'an's mood up and down?"
Su Qian'an rolled her eyes at him, drank down the glass of wine angrily, and then added another glass.
Xia Chu comforted him: "You don't have to worry so much. In terms of martial arts, I can't beat you."
Ying Zhi, who knew a little about it, let out a sigh.
"Why did Qian'an lose to the young master?"
"Yin Zhi!" Su Qian'an, who had just been comforted by Xia Chu, was furious when Yin Zhi asked.
Bingwen rolled his eyes at him and said seriously: "From now on, please call me Mr. Bingwen."
"Ah?" Su Qian'an opened her mouth wide.
Bingwen nodded inexplicably in affirmation.
Su Qian'an looked at Xia Chu and nodded slightly when she saw him. Then he gritted his teeth and called out, "I've seen Mr. Bingwen."
Bingwen raised his hand and bowed: "You're welcome, you're welcome. Then what exactly did Brother Qian'an lose?"
"Take it!" Su Qian'an slapped the table and stood up.
"It's Mr. Bingwen." Bingwen didn't move at all.
"Bingwen!!"
"What's the matter?"
"You, you..." Su Qian'an was furious. She picked up two jars of wine and pulled the lids off: "It's done."
Seeing the two of them playing around like children, Xia Chu couldn't help but feel very good. He was originally a little worried about entering the palace tomorrow night, but it was not Xiao Yanjun who was worried, but Xiao Zimu.
In his previous life, he owed a life, a country, and a deep affection to a person.
For some revenge, you can kill it with your own hands, and the target is clear.
But there is some kindness, but I don’t know how to repay it.
He thought that in this life, he would do his best to protect Xiao Zimu and give him everything he wanted.
"Come on, do it."
Su Qian'an toasted to Bingwen, and Bingwenfu toasted to Xia Chu.
Xia Chu looked at Bingwen's face under the candlelight and remembered that he was the same in the previous life. She smiled gracefully and said to him: "Come on, let's do it."
He had thought.
I wanted to buy a bottle of wine with Lanqiao, but it didn’t work out. The young man traveled...
Fortunately, Yinzhi is still the same Yinzhi.
Drink it all in one gulp at the beginning of summer.
We are still close friends in this life.
very nice…
Drinking and drinking, the sky is getting brighter.
The fifth watch of the Tianluo was sounded, and it was time to return home. Xia Chu took Su Qian'an to say goodbye, and Bingwen stood up to see them off. Xia Chu waved his hand: "More exposed. It's cold, so there's no need to see her off."
After the introduction, he took a step back and saluted: "Young Master, walk slowly."
Xia Chu nodded and left with Su Qian'an.
Su Qian'an looked at Xia Chu who still had some strength beside her in the air, and asked unwillingly: "Master, how much strength did you use?"
"Hmm." Xia Chu tilted his head.
"Five points."
Su Qian'an just wanted to slap her mouth, why did she ask? Why humiliate yourself
After returning to the house, Su Qian'an resigned dejectedly.
Xia Chu looked at him, with a solemn face and said seriously: "Qian'an, your passion for swordsmanship is beyond my comparison. Don't belittle yourself."
"yes."
Xia Chu looked at Su Qian'an's leaving back and whispered softly: "Qian'an, you will be a majestic general in the future..."
(End of chapter)