Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

It was okay not to see Yu Beizhou, but Zongluo remembered his previous guess as soon as he saw Yu Beizhou. Thinking of Guigu's secret letter again, he was instantly furious.

However, Yu Beizhou started talking nonsense with his eyes open again: "Last time, I had a very good conversation with Mr. Wang at Lanting Shuixie, and we agreed to meet again in the future. Unexpectedly, Mr. turned around and agreed to Pei Xiang's invitation. sad."

Zongluo: "..."

Just make it up, look at your smiling face, how sad it is.

Pei Qianxue frowned slightly.

He took the umbrella unhurriedly: "Beining Wang Yan is serious."

"Young Master Gu's identity, you should know better than me."

Yu Beizhou laughed again: "What did Xiang Pei say? What kind of identity can a loose student with no affiliation and no sect?"

"This king knows that Pei Xiang misses his old friend, but some words...don't talk nonsense."

The Tsing Yi Prime Minister's expression became more and more cold.

He glanced at Zong Luo with a little worry, but after failing to see the strange color on the other's face, he was relieved and said lightly: "Don't worry about the prince, I'm about to enter the palace and report the matter. His Majesty."

"Oh." Yu Beizhou replied with no interest at all: "Since Pei Xiang wants to enter the palace, then Mr. is not like this king."

"No..." Just as Pei Qianxue was about to refuse, she turned around and suddenly heard a warm voice: "It's so good."

Hearing Zongluo's promise, Pei Qianxue frowned slightly, disapproving in his heart.

I want to reveal the relationship between the King of Beining and him, but I don't know where to start.

What's more, Yu Beizhou is still here, if he said something that shouldn't be said, this one should use the topic to play it.

"Axue don't have to worry, the last time I was in Lanting, I didn't have enough fun. It just happened that the rain was over and the weather was fine. I plan to show off with the prince again."

Zong Luo smiled and drew his long sword from his waist with his backhand.

"Boom--" With a sound, the silver-white sword body jumped out like a dragon, as if it were a fright.

Qixing Longyuan is worthy of being the top ten famous swords in the world. Just when he is unsheathed, he can feel a chilling feeling and point directly at the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

"excuse me."

Seeing Zong Luo draw his sword neatly, Pei Qianxue was not worried.

He still knew how his friend's swordsmanship was, not to mention that the King of Beining was Jinyu's junior and junior. Even if they were tit for tat, Yu Beizhou would not dare to do anything at the foot of this imperial city.

It was Yu Beizhou. Although he was far away from the two, he still heard Zong Luo's name just now.

"Ash?"

The red-clothed general is half-smiling, his phoenix eyes are high, and a bit of darkness falls into his eyes: "I haven't seen each other for a few days, and Mr. Pei is so familiar with him."

Pei Qianxue directly ignored Yu Beizhou's reaction, and didn't look away from Zong Luo at all: "That's the case, I'll ask the driver to take you off after the sword discussion is over."

As he said, he finally couldn't hold back, and wanted to reach out and gently sweep the strand of hair hanging from Zong Luo's cheek behind his ear.

Unexpectedly, when his fingertips just touched a strand of hair, Zong Luo subconsciously took a step back and avoided the hand.

Pei Qianxue was stunned, as if nothing had happened, smiled and retracted his hand, as if the movement he had just reached out was unintentional.

"Then I'll go first. If there is anything, Jin Yu can come to the house to find me at any time."

After saying this, he went straight into the carriage.

Just the moment he turned around, the expression on his face was silent. The hands that were tucked into the cuffs were gently squeezed, as if the temperature that had touched the strands of hair before was still in the palms.

Looking at the back of Pei Qianxue leaving on the banner, Zong Luo couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

For Zongluo, it was four years before he returned to the imperial city, including two lifetimes. Many people and events are wiped out by the sandstorm at the border day after day.

Just like Zong Luo only remembers the frustration when Pei Qianxue closed the door and disappeared, and can't remember how good they were when they were like-minded.

Then again, their relationship...is that good enough?

Yu Beizhou narrowed his eyes and suddenly interrupted his thinking, "Since Pei Xiang is gone, Mr. Gu might as well go to the Great Witch's Temple with me. Let's have a chat?"

They are still standing at the gates of the Pei Mansion and the Great Witch Temple. Although there is no market nearby, the servants on both sides are guarding them. There are guards at the gate of the Witch Temple.

"It's all on the Lord's orders."

It just so happened that Zong Luo, who received the secret letter from Guigu this morning, was also planning to talk to Yu Beizhou.

If he hadn't had something to ask, he would have followed Pei Qianxue long ago, how could he have been arguing with Yu Beizhou until now.

However, in the next second, a strong wind suddenly came towards him.

Zong Luo dodged and raised his sword subconsciously to block it. When the opponent's palm changed, he realized that it was not the Tai Ah that had just attacked, but Yu Beizhou's hand.

Yu Beizhou asked knowingly: "Mister does not know, the Great Witch Temple and Pei Mansion are not in the same direction. This king is just trying to help Mr. over there, so there is no need for Mr. to panic."

This time, it was the servants who were guarding the Great Witch Temple who opened their eyes wide.

The King of Beining has an erratic temperament, and he has always brought only horses and no servants when he came to the Great Witch Temple several times. Anyone who gets close to him will be repelled, let alone so amiable.

Zongluo felt his temples begin to throb again.

The words have come to this point, if you refuse, you will inevitably be suspicious. What's more, from the outsider's point of view, Zong Luo is indeed obsessed with Bai Ling, and he looks invisible.

He squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Then I will trouble the prince."

Yu Beizhou showed a triumphant smile, "Where, sir, it will never be troublesome for me."

The white-clothed swordsman felt a chill, he stretched out his elbow, and Yu Beizhou didn't even want to look at it, he clasped the opponent's wrist with his backhand.

"you......!"

Zong Luo was obstructing the sight of the surrounding, and he endured and endured, and then he did not pull out his hand.

Anyone who practices martial arts knows how dangerous it is to be approached by others. Just one hand can be fatal.

What's more, Yu Beizhou's strength is still so strong. Zongluo could even hear the creaking sound between his wrists, as if he was about to crush his hands.

Zongluo: "..."

What a brother, and such a childish trick.

"What's the matter?" The general in red asked knowingly, "Is your body unwell, sir?"

He picked up the mask from the hand of the attendant of the Wu Temple and put it on Zong Luo's face.

It is a rule to wear a mask when entering the temple.

Unlike Zongluo's slightly cold fingertips, Yu Beizhou's hands were very hot, like a small stove constantly generating heat.

Strange to say, they were obviously brothers who practiced swords together in Ghost Valley. Zong Luo's slender knuckles were covered with thin calluses from years of practicing swordsmanship, but Yu Beizhou's hands were clean, with only a scar on the tiger's mouth.

Zongluo suddenly remembered that he cut the scar with his own hands.

It has to be said that he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart that it was still in Yu Beizhou's hands.

As he thought so, he whispered: "I warn you, I practice two-handed swords."

"Pfft."

Yu Beizhou shook his shoulders and began to laugh.

He suddenly released the strength on his hand, turned his fingers over, and stuck to Zong Luo's wrist like a snake, but he didn't act like a demon anymore.

It just so happened that this time they had already stepped past the gate of the Great Witch Temple and crossed the fence.

As the place of the highest divine authority in the entire Dayuan, the interior of the Dawu Temple was unexpectedly silent.

There are tall black-gray buildings full of Chu Wu style, and tall incense burners with mysterious and elegant shapes stand every few steps, burning unknown spices inside.

In the distance, the ethereal sound of chimes rang out in the main ancestral hall, accompanied by chants of Sanskrit.

Zong Luo couldn't take it any longer, turned his palm and attacked Yu Beizhou.

The latter picked up his breath and slid away from him strangely.

The two of them turned into a palace in a flash.

"Senior brother is so angry today, who made the senior brother unhappy?"

Yu Beizhou did not fight him, on the contrary, he knew what to ask, and he was able to do it with ease to the point where his teeth tickled.

Zong Luo simply pulled Bai Ling, mentioned Qixing Longyuan, and pointed at him coldly: "Fight."

Originally, I wanted to talk to Yu Beizhou about the secret letter from Guigu, but now it seems like a fart!

He was holding a nameless fire in his heart now, and he just wanted to fight it first.

However, Yu Beizhou was still pretending to be stupid: "It's not good, I have to make it clear. What if my senior brother misunderstood me?"

Zong Luo didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went straight out of the sword.

Strange to say, after his rebirth, he and Yu Beizhou met four times. Except for the one where everyone was watching at the Baijia Banquet, they fought three times.

When I read the article as a reader, Zong Luo only felt that the protagonist was uncertain and charming. He really dressed himself as cannon fodder and was forced to confront the protagonist before he found out that this guy is a perverted madman, murdering relatives, ambitious, and never plays cards according to common sense.

After calming down, Zong Luo thought carefully. Based on his knowledge of his nemesis, Yu Beizhou is unlikely to set up an alliance with Taiwu. After all, no matter inside or outside the book, Yu Beizhou is an extremely conceited and proud person, who disdains to do such a thing.

But if man can act entirely on reason, he will not be called man.

As long as Zongluo thought of his own humiliated death in his previous life, his anger jumped up.

Now that Yu Beizhou is coming to the door, how can there be a reason not to fight first?

Seeing the inability to communicate, Yu Beizhou sighed: "Alas, if senior brother really wants to fight, then junior brother can only accompany him to the end."

It also happened to be the juncture of unsheathing, and there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall.

"what happened......"

"I don't know, just now I heard a sound from the library."

The two looked at each other and stopped in unison.

Fortunately, Zongluo remembered that they were still in the Great Witch Temple, and the fight just now was restrained, and he did not sweep down the papers on the shelves around him.

The conversation outside continued.

"Could it be that it was raining heavily just now, and the temple lost water?"

"Go and get the lock, Master Taiwu locked the door this morning, the lock is not here."

In this hurried background sound, Zong Luo said, "Why do you have to be so pretentious?"

Zongluo's words of amnesia and blindness and changing his identity are good enough to deceive others, but it is useless to his master who is good at divination.

This morning, the letter sent from Guiguzi stated that his time was short, and he hoped that the two disciples could choose a winner as soon as possible, and rush to Guigu next summer solstice to accept his mantle.

Ghost Valley is notoriously sparsely populated. There were originally two senior brothers in this generation, but when Zongluo entered the valley, these two senior brothers also happened to be apprentices and devoted themselves to other countries, but unfortunately died.

In other words, Zongluo and Yu Beizhou are the only living descendants of Guigu in the world today.

If you want to decide the candidate of the next generation of Guiguzi, you can only choose from the two of them.

Unless he voluntarily gave up his qualifications like the Confucian leader Shishu, otherwise... the competition in the Ghost Valley is all about life and death. Just like raising a gu, only the strongest can survive.

Zong Luo also received a letter from Master in his previous life. It's just that he had already gone to the border at that time, and all his thoughts were despairing, so he voluntarily gave up his qualifications.

In this life, others are in the imperial city, and Yu Beizhou is also there. Even if it is just to make Yu Beizhou unhappy, Zongluo cannot make the same choice as in his previous life.

Destiny is so.

"Senior brother is right." Yu Beizhou sighed.

Tai Ah finally unsheathed, flashing a sinister red light.

Zong Luo was startled, his whole body screamed for danger, and he took a step to the left.

In the next second, Pei Qianxue touched him in that inch, and the broken hair that had been scattered unintentionally broke all inch, and fluttered to the ground, like a silent declaration of war.

The red-clothed general was fascinated by the thin bloodstains on the neck of the white-clothed swordsman, and his voice was as sweet as honey.

"Whether it's in the past or this life, we always have to fight like this, and we won't stop until we die."