Wen Zhiyuan touched the scar on his neck, knowing that he was deliberately hanging his appetite, if he urged it, his appetite would only be hung to his heart's content, and then he had to bury his conscience to do something more boring for him, maybe when he didn't ask, he would take the initiative to say it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Hehe, if you want to steal the master, then you have to call me the master and I'll tell you." ”

Xie Qianchou said: "Steal your big-headed ghost, don't say it." ”

As soon as Wen Zhuyuan opened his mouth, his desire to confide was suspended.

It's like an affair that has just won a girl's heart and needs to be showcased.

Wen Zhuyuan obviously needed to show off his "Iron Sword Fourteen Style", and hurriedly said: "I said I said, oh, why are you so uninteresting." Belch...... How did you want to say how this 'Iron Sword Thirteen Style' was used...... Hey, how to say it, it's actually very simple, just connect the essence of the previous thirteen styles. ”

Xie Qian was stunned, and bowed his hand at him again and again, and said: "Boy, you are still pretending to be with me, it turns out that you are the great master who is deeply hidden, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Wen stopped and said: "How can you lose such a courtesy, in fact, I also learned from Su Qi'er." ”

Xie Qianchou's eyes lit up: "Zhou Xingxing's Su Qi'er?"

Wen stopped and said: "It seems that you old thing really knows that stinky boy with Ma Mian, and even Zhou Xingxing knows it." ”

As soon as he said this, Xie Qianchou jumped up all of a sudden, with an angry face, and said loudly: "Damn, that dog thing is really black-hearted, in order to listen to the stories he told about Zhou Xingxing's "Truant Weilong", "Tang Bohu's Autumn Fragrance" and "Journey to the West", not only did he scavenge all the gold, silver and jewelry I treasured, but even deceived the treasure map that I had treasured for many years...... Oh, by the way, Su Qi'er will also 'Iron Sword Thirteen Style'?"

Wen stopped and said: "No, he will descend the dragon eighteen palms." ”

Xie Qianchou: "Beggars?"

Wen Zhuyuan was relieved.

The guy in Ma Mian must have gotten to know Qianchou first, and told him a lot of anecdotes about their world, so when Xie Qianchou saw him for the first time, he would understand so many things about himself, and he lied to himself that he was some kind of bullshit "Bai Xiaosheng", damn!

However, this kind of conversation made Wen Zhuyuan feel cordial.

It's this kind of favorite stars and movies in that world that keeps me alive.

With his thoughts about Ma Mian and his relatives, he actually patiently broke the nonsense with Xie Qianchou, and said with a smile: "Yes, Su Can took the shit and became the leader of the beggar gang, but as a result, he only practiced the first seventeen palms, and the eighteenth palm couldn't be practiced, so he was flattened by Zao Wouji and crawled all over the ground." Later, Qingfeng was illiterate and just flipped through the books, but he found that these eighteen palms were connected to the previous seventeen palms...... And my clarity at that time was similar to his, just when I was beaten by Qiu Wanqian and crawled all over the ground, I suddenly remembered this scene, so I tried with the idea of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and the dead horse was really healed by me......"

Xie Qianchou said: "So you used the 'Iron Sword Fourteen Style' to kill Qiu Wanqian." ”

Wen stopped and said: "you big-headed ghost, your 'Iron Sword Fourteen Style' is not useful at all." ”

Xie Qianchou: "......"

Wen Zhuyuan knocked the table loudly, and Wow Wow shouted: "If I hadn't been in a hurry at that time, I'm afraid that at this time, I would have really come back standing and lying down...... The Soul Breaker Gun is indeed the Soul Breaker Gun. Qiu Wanqian is really Qiu Wanqian, and it really lives up to its reputation. No wonder you killed him twenty-nine times without success. ”

Xie Qianchou sighed.

Wen stopped and said: "However, this is said again, you and Qiu Wanqian only saw that what hatred of the three rivers and four seas in one day and two places, you have to kill him twenty-nine times?"

Xie Qianchou stood up suddenly, returned to the desk, and put the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that had been shaken by him back into its original position, and said angrily: "Hmph, hatred? The hatred between me and him can't be finished for three days and four nights." ”

Wen Zhuyuan smiled and said, "What? He killed your mother?"

Xie Qianchou: "......"

Wen Zhuyuan: "He raped your old sow?"

Xie Qianchou: "......"

Wen Zhuyuan looked at his little buttocks, which was not very warped, and the taste of the horse noodles in his heart would not be so bad, and he couldn't find such an old thing if he was looking for a rabbit, and he thought that he had been in the same room with him for so many years, and he didn't lose the chrysanthemum, it was really fortunate that he was even hazy, and he was in a cold sweat when he thought of it.

However, in order to make sure that he was not different, he tentatively asked, "Could it be ......?"

Xie Qianchou slapped the table abruptly and said, "There's nothing wrong with it, that bitch raised something, and actually said that the article I wrote was a bunch of stinky shit." ”

Wen Zhuyuan almost didn't choke to death, and said, "Just because of this?"

Xie Qianchou jumped up all of a sudden, stared at Wen Zhuyuan, his eyes were shining like flames, and said: "What? Isn't this reason enough? Hmph, the most conceited thing in my life is my good article, I often tell people that I am a sword and two wine in my life, but he actually said to his face that my article is a pile of stinky shit, and my uncle can bear it and my aunt can't bear it, so I proposed a duel to him. ”

Wen stopped and said, "You're really boring. ”

Xie Qianchou's face began to darken, and said: "Actually, after fighting him three times, I also realized that I was bored, but I couldn't help but continue to duel with him. Because everybody's watching. The most talked-about topic they talk about every year is the duel between me and Qiu Wanqian, just like the annual Spring Festival Gala in your world, everyone is looking forward to Zhao Benshan's sketch. ”

Wen Zhuyuan shook his head embarrassedly, touched the scar on his neck and said: "It's really unreasonable, you even remember Zhao Benshan, I think you will be damaged by that stinky boy with horse face sooner or later, everyone is looking forward to your duel with Qiu Wanqian, so what? Anyway, the result is the same, you are all a failure." ”

Xie Qianchou said: "That's why I'm angry, those bitches raised me, deliberately looked at my jokes, and they even opened a handicap to bet on the duel between me and Qiu Wanqian." ”

Wen Zhuyuan shook his head and said: "Alas, poor baby, no wonder you are like a little old man at a young age, the pressure is great, you are a little similar to Uncle Benshan, although although you are waiting to be seen as a joke, you can't announce to the world that you are not going to the Spring Festival Gala." ”

Xie Qianchou said: "I didn't expect this battle, it took many years at once, and in the end, I killed him with your hands, it's shameful to think about it." However, if you think about it, what is the point of killing him now? The so-called invincibility is loneliness. ”

Wen Zhiyuan poured a sip of wine, and after hearing this, he squirted out again, and shouted: "How can this be reasonable, why did you go earlier." I'm desperate to help you kill you, and now you're talking to me about what kind of loneliness as snow, shit! You're so boring. ”

Xie Qianqian was stunned, with a look of surprise on his face, and said: "Lonely as snow? Oh, the artistic conception of this word can really reflect my mood at the moment, beautiful and desolate." ”

He immediately picked up his pen and wrote for a while.

Wen Zhuyuan stood up, walked over, looked down at him, and said, "What are you writing?"

Xie Qianchou said: "I am writing a book, called "Jianghu Experience". ”

Wen Zhuyuan touched the scar on his neck, and muttered: "What you have seen and heard in the rivers and lakes?"