Mingmei sighed with emotion, "You have honey on your mouth." ”

"It's smeared, strawberry-flavored, do you want to taste it?" Bai Niansheng took the initiative to purse his mouth.

Mingmei's heart moved, her fingers touched his pink lips, and a warm current surged through her heart.

She sighed, "In that case, you're welcome. ”

She kissed it, and Bai Niansheng's lips turned strawberry color......

"It's sweet!"

"Uh-huh! It's sweet here, too. Bai Niansheng pointed to his eyes.

Mingmei smiled, pinched his face, and kissed his eyes gently, "Nonsense, it's obviously grape-flavored and sour." ”

Bai Niansheng: "Mrs. ......, just have fun!"

Not long after Mingmei and Bai Niansheng left, Mo Yuqing appeared at the foot of Tianluo Mountain.

He knew that the news was too late, and he was entangled in trivial matters, so he didn't rush over until today.

A few of his subordinates said, "Your Majesty, are we still chasing?" ”

Mo Yuqing waved her hand, very stunned, how to chase? Do you catch up and get beaten?

"The gift for the little son of the head of the Luo family......"

"Send it on!" Mo Yuqing waved her hand, unimpressed.

He didn't come to give gifts, but to meet people, and it was a pity that he didn't see them, and naturally he lost the interest in giving gifts.

His men carried the gifts up the mountain.

Mo Yuqing retreated left and right, alone, walking carelessly on the mountain, he was in a bad mood, and he couldn't tell why.

He won the world, and from now on, the world's wealth is his, the people are his, and the beauties are his, but he doesn't seem to be very happy.

The sword in the palace he saw at a glance that it was her handwriting, but on the day he ascended the throne as emperor, the sword flew, and everyone praised him, saying that he was a Taoist monarch and an emperor through the ages, so God took back the sword.

He only felt a chill when he heard it, he would rather the sword be there all the time.

In this way, he can still have a thought from time to time.

Now, there is nothing left, but he is empty, he ordered someone to build a sword pavilion there, but what is the meaning of an attic without a sword?

As he walked, he walked to the back hill.

Seeing the waterfall, a man was concentrating on practicing the sword, the swordsmanship, he could see at a glance that it was the swordsmanship of Tianluo Mountain, but the man used it with a sword intent in it, as if he had entered the Dao.

Mo Yuqing was stupid.

Caught off guard, a sword stabbed him, and he hurriedly dodged.

The other party sighed, obviously not thinking that his martial arts were actually good, and the man immediately said: "Interesting, since we are fellow practitioners, we might as well practice together." ”

Mo Yuqing said: "Okay! ”

He immediately drew his sword and met him.

The two of them intersected with their swords, you came and went, the fight was very lively, and they sweated happily, and the two stopped at the same time, looking up to the sky and laughing.

The man said: "Cheng Lisong of Tianluo Mountain has seen this brother, but I don't know how to call Brother Tai's surname." ”

Mo Yuqing thought about using his real name, but he was afraid that the words would come out, so he didn't have to talk about it, and he was already the emperor, and it was difficult to guarantee that he would not be remembered if he said his real name, so he used a fake name that he planned to use to walk the rivers and lakes in the future. "In the lower Moding."

Cheng Lisong praised: "Good name, win the rivers and lakes, Brother Mo's martial arts will definitely be able to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes in the future, but I don't know what you are learning from?" ”

Mo Yuqing smiled and led the topic elsewhere.

The two of them were the same, and they chatted heartily.

Until sunset, the arbitrariness is still unfinished.

Mo Yuqing's guards had already been found, and after Mo Yuqing finished talking, he respectfully greeted Mo Yuqing and prepared to leave.

Cheng Lisong watched everyone leave, and suddenly, he saw a bright yellow tassel in the guard's arms, and then a waist card fell.

The guard was unaware.

Cheng Lisong stepped forward, picked up the waist card, and saw the words on the waist card: one side of the royal front, the other side of the interior.

His eyes were slightly cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Little brother, your things have dropped." ”

He threw the waist card over, the guard turned around and hurriedly caught it, Mo Yuqing looked at it, and suddenly felt bad in his heart, and hurriedly turned around and shouted: "Brother Cheng! ”

Cheng Lisong said calmly: "Calling your majesty a brother and brother, Cheng can't afford it." ”

"Mo didn't mean to hide it, he just didn't want Brother Cheng to feel uncomfortable." Mo Yuqing explained.

Cheng Lisong waved his hand, "Cheng understands, but since you are already in a high position, you should know that between the court and the rivers and lakes, you will never stand together, just like between you and me, even if you rely on concealment to talk to me for the time being, but you are the emperor after all, and I am a Jianghu person after all, since you have chosen to be the emperor, you should give up this identity of the rivers and lakes, otherwise, it will not benefit you, and it will not benefit us." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Mo Yuqing didn't understand.

Cheng Lisong said: "If one day, we offend you, do you talk to us about the rules of the court, or the rules in the rivers and lakes?" ”

Mo Yuqing was silent.

He is the emperor, so he naturally talks about the rules of the court, otherwise, would he agree to the challenge issued by those martial arts heroes?

He can't afford to lose someone like that!

Can the rivers and lakes ......

It used to be his dream.

He suddenly understood Cheng Lisong's words, he can't be too greedy, he can't have the country, and he wants to indulge in the rivers and lakes.

Cheng Lisong saw through his thoughts at a glance and said, "Brother Mo, please!" I hope you will be a good emperor, if you can't love the people like a son and see everything clearly, the sword in my hand will find you one day. ”

The guards were ready to move.

Mo Yuqing waved her hand and stopped them.

"You can't beat it."

"Huh?" All the guards were people who had been born with Mo Yuqing as if they were dead, so naturally they wouldn't believe that they couldn't beat a nameless person in Tianluo Mountain.

Mo Yuqing looked at the sword marks next to the waterfall and said, "This seat was ...... just now The reason why I tied with him was because he gave in, and his martial arts were higher than mine, let's go! ”

He turned away, his footsteps indescribably desolate.

Everyone followed, and their backs were also reflected in the setting sun, showing a bit of desolation.

Cheng Lisong stroked the sword in his hand, and vaguely seemed to understand the reason why a long sword suddenly flew into his hand that day.

The sword in the palace is gone, but he is the sword.

He snorted coldly, jumped up, went to the top of the cliff, looked at the white clouds, and also looked at Mo Yuqing who was slipping down the mountain, and his heart was very peaceful and happy......

Bai Qihai's voice suddenly appeared behind him, "Hehe, I see you were very proud just now?" ”

Cheng Lisong saw this ancestor at a glance and immediately coaxed. "Grandpa."

"Good grandson! Let's go, go and practice swords with me, I have a set of swordsmanship to teach you...... Hey, you're blessed! ”

Cheng Lisong followed behind Bai Guihai, looked back at the waterfall, and went happily.

On the mountain, the clouds are gradually obscured by the night.

At the foot of the mountain, the lights of thousands of homes are lit up.

At night, everything is quiet and peaceful.

Tomorrow, it will be a new day.