The quick knife slowly turned around, and then, lifting the hem of the robe, walked in the other direction, completely saw what kind of expression was on his face, and said slowly:

Perhaps, but no matter what, you owe you another great favor. Twenty years ago, in the battle of the Central Plains Dart Bureau, you saved me once, and today, twenty years later, you saved me again.

Later, if I have time, I hope I can repay you, I only hope that at that time, our meeting will not be on the battlefield.

Looking at his back as he walked farther and farther, Bai Qingyi sighed and said slowly: Maybe. Look at the endless autumn wind and leaves,

In fact, there is no deep hatred between the autumn wind and the leaves, or even a relationship at all, but in the end, the autumn wind still wants to blow them off mercilessly.

Because this is the law of nature, no one can change it, only when the original leaves are blown off by the wind, there may be new leaves and new life sprouting.

And you, me, and other people in the rivers and lakes are just a leaf in this autumn wind, and they can't avoid the fate of being blown down by the wind, because this is also the law of the rivers and lakes.

Bai Qingyi, in this contest between the leaves and the autumn wind, maybe you and I will die, now, we just left each other with this short life to experience the pain of inaction.

However, what does it matter, you look at Lan Yutang, you look at Tsing Yi, there are many young juniors in the rivers and lakes who are slowly rising, they are those new vitality that sprout.

I think it's time for us to hand over the scepter of life with confidence, and let the new generation of these rivers and lakes let go and fight for their own destiny.

When Kuaidao Xiang Fang finished saying this, he had already disappeared into the faint mist, the forests and leaves of the distant mountains, and merged with all things in this heaven and earth.

There was already curling green smoke rising in the Lonely Smoke Inn, swirling, like the indescribable complex relationship between the people in the inn.

At this moment, it is time for dinner.

Sycamore and red willow did not eat.

They just looked at each other, sitting at the table near the window, restless and trance-like, as if they had endless thoughts on their minds.

They looked at the dust blown by the evening breeze on the street, whirled on the road paved with stone slabs, and then looked at the wine flags hanging in front of the door, waving endless melancholy.

The wine flag embroidered with "Lonely Smoke Inn" is rattling in the sunset of late autumn, like the swaying thoughts in the heart of the red willow of the Wutong River.

And the faces of the two of them were as dull as the twilight sunset.

Although it was time for dinner, the guests who were going to pour their hearts with sake and side dishes in the Lonely Smoke Inn got up one by one and slipped out.

It's not because the wine is not mellow and the food is not fragrant, but this late autumn dusk is too pleasant.

This is a relatively comfortable dusk in the late autumn season, and this kind of weather generally brings good luck or good encounters, so all the people in the inn went to the Golden Villa, or Guiyunzhuang.

Gambling has a gold villa, gentleness has returned to Yunzhuang, such a late autumn, such a dusk, it is just a big gamble, when you are red and leaning on the green, is it not like burning the piano and cooking the crane to waste the scenery?

There were no customers, so most of the shops on the street had closed early.

Even the boss and the guys in the shop went to the Golden Throwing Villa or Guiyunzhuang to touch two dice, or to touch two beautiful and plump little pump girls.

The foot of the mountain, which was originally bustling and busy, suddenly deserted.

Only the door of the Lonely Smoke Inn is still open, entertaining all directions.

Because the innkeeper Qingyan neither likes to gamble, nor does she need to find a woman.

Although Wutong can gamble, although Hongliu is a woman who returns to Yunzhuang, but at this moment, they neither went to the Golden Mountain Villa nor returned to Yunzhuang, but sat quietly in front of the window, waiting for Xiang Fang.

Just waited quietly.

They didn't move, neither did the Black Smoke and White Smoke brothers, but there was already a look of impatience on their faces.

Although their fists were "crunching" and "crunching", almost crumbling their joints, but in front of the sycamore and the red willow, they didn't even dare to let out a fart.

For they could see that these two women were the pretentious and quick-eyed friends who even their mother had to respect him.

Even their own mothers have to be respectful friends, of course they don't dare to make a mistake.

What's more, their mother Qingyan had already instructed the two brothers to take good care of these two girls and not be rude and presumptuous.

Otherwise, with the tempers of the two brothers, I am afraid that they would have kicked the two weak women from one side of the street to the other side of the street to find their grandmother.

Looking at their aggrieved look of wanting to swallow them in one bite but not even daring to let go of a fart, Wutong suddenly smiled, looked at the two of them with a pair of eyes as clear as old wine, and said softly: Do you think it is very aggrieved to serve us two women here?

Black Smoke and White Smoke didn't speak, they just stared at her with their eyes, their eyeballs almost falling off, and their fists creaking.

However, they could only stare at her secretly clenched fists, and still stood there silently, with their big bellies puffed out, secretly sulking.

Looking at the two fierce brothers, Hongliu seemed to be extremely frightened, and quickly lowered his head, looking at his pair of golden lotuses secretly trembling under the table.

After a long while, after that inexplicable trembling, she came to Wutong and said softly: Look at their fierce looks, as if they want to swallow us, so scary, you say, will they really kill us?

Wutong suddenly stretched out her Qianqian jade finger, pinched her pink face, looked like a woman from a good family, and said with a smile: Well, you can rest assured, I think, they will not kill us now, they will at most tear off our clothes and tear them to shreds.

Besides, you were originally in Guiyunzhuang to undress men to show this kind of business, so you shouldn't care too much about them doing this kind of thing, and I, although I am not in the business of undressing, but occasionally being undressed by men seems to be a very enjoyable thing.

The black and white smoke were like lit bombs, and although they were snorting and about to explode, there was no intention of taking off their clothes.

At this moment, there was only one thought in their hearts, that is, to kick these two women into the street, and then, from one end of the street to the other end of the street, and then from the other end of the street to this endless autumn, disappear, disappear.

The two brothers didn't seem to have much interest in women, except for their mother, Qingyan, of course.