When Wen Zhuyuan met Wutong, his whole body was buried in the late autumn flowers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Most of his body was immersed in the southern water, and his face was soaked and almost deformed.

Wen Zhuyuan felt that this person was very familiar.

Ever seen there.

He put his finger under his nose to make sure that the sycamore was not dead, and dragged him to the shore, beat a clump of dry reeds, and lit a bonfire to slowly warm him.

The water vapor on his clothes was steamed dry, and after a few sips of soju, the puffiness on Sycamore's face gradually disappeared.

It was only when he heard that he recognized that this person was the Wutong who was in charge of their diet and daily life when he first entered the gun and Huashan Villa.

Wutong finally opened his eyes, looked at Wen Zhuyuan, and let out a moan that he didn't know whether it was comfort or pain.

It is as weak as the autumn song in the flowers.

Wen Zhuyuan shook the bamboo tube and poured all the remaining wine into his stomach.

After a while, Sycamore spoke, "Where is this? Who are you?"

Wen Zhuyuan smiled and said, "You don't know me, but I know you, you ...... How did it end up like this?"

Sycamore does not speak.

The body was still shaking.

Wen Zhuyuan dug a handful of wet mud on the shore, wrapped the wild duck with its feathers, put it in the fire to bake, and said with a smile: "Although I have an obscene image, I am definitely a good person." ”

Chinese parasol tree:......

Wen stopped and said: "You are a person from the Martial Arts League Gun and Huashan Villa." The people of Gun & Flower Villa, the name is either after the flower or the tree, and your name is Sycamore. ”

Speaking of this, he sighed slightly and said, "It's a pity that after Qiu Wanqian was arrested by Xiang Fu, you were scattered. As soon as the hatred falls, there is no martial arts alliance in the world. ”

Wutong struggled and said angrily: "The Wulin League is still there. I'm here to save my big brother!"

Wen Zhuyuan looked at him, stunned, and said, "You broke into the gun and Huashanzhuang to save Qiu Wanqian, who was still imprisoned, so you ended up like this?"

Wutong stiffened his neck and said, "No." ”

The campfire is lit with stars.

It's tears.

Wen Zhuyuan pretended not to see him crying, but just used a wooden stick to poke the "flower duck" who was burned hard by the fire, and said: "With your own strength, you can't save Qiu Wanqian." ”

Wutong said: "That's why I went back to Nanyue to ask the prince." I ......"

At this time, he realized that he had lost his mouth, and glared fiercely at Wen Zhuyuan.

Wen Zhuyuan suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that you want to ask the king of Nanyue to send someone to rescue the enemy." Are you overestimating the kindness of your prince, and now that even his son Hu Jumei is still imprisoned in the imperial capital, how can he send someone to rescue Qiu Wanqian, an abandoned son?"

Wutong didn't know if he had been suppressed for too long, or decided to break the jar and tell the truth, and said, "No, I have already said that I have moved the prince." He promised to save the son at the same time, and asked the red-clothed Prime Minister Mansari to release Brother Qiu. That's why I followed the Feng family's merchant ship to escort the ransom to the imperial capital of Tianzhong. But who knows, last night, our merchant ship was hijacked by the men in white on the side......"

Wen stopped and said: "That's why you ended up like this?"

The puffiness on Sycamore's face subsided, and the anger became clearer.

He held a bundle of reeds and slammed them to the ground.

Blood poured out of the severed fingers, and even the blood warmed up under the warmth of the fire, and said, "Those people are too ruthless! Although they all covered their faces, they could not hide the familiarity of their bodies that they had once spent time with. Those people used to be good brothers who shared weal and woe together. I even knelt down for them, begging them that it was a ransom to save the vengeful brother, but they still did not hesitate to kill everyone on board. Even I was stabbed through the heart. They thought I was dead and threw me into the water. ”

Wen Zhuyuan pulled the blackened "Flower Duck" out of the fire and struck a stick on it.

The stucco falls off along with the burnt duck feathers.

He pulled a duck leg for Wutong, pulled a duck neck and gnawed it carefully, frowning: "You mean, those who robbed are also people from Guns and Flower Villa?"

Maybe he was hungry, or maybe he took the duck leg for those bad guys, Wutong bit hard, and said in a deep voice: "They are just 'that person' people." Guns and Flower Villas have long since ceased to exist after Brother Qiu was imprisoned, although the prestige of Guns and Flower Villas is even more prestigious than before. ”

Wen stopped and said: "The 'person' you are talking about, is it Mu Rujingye?"

Sycamore snorted.

As if not wanting to hear the name.

Wen stopped and said: "You mean, this robbery is related to Mu Ru Jingye?"

Wutong kept stuffing the duck meat into his mouth, even the bones were stuffed into it, he kept swallowing, he kept swallowing, the oil flowed down the corners of his mouth, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and said: "Mu Rujingye is the best brother of Brother Qiu, and he is a brother who can be rewarded with blood." I don't know if this robbery has anything to do with him. I only know that although Brother Qiu is a native of South Vietnam, his style of action has the heroic righteousness of the people of Zhongzhou Jianghu, and he treats all his brothers equally. One of the things he often tells us is that when you come out to mix, you have to pay it back, so the most taboo thing is the evil things that the brothers do in private. Mu Rujingye is young and handsome, uninhibited, righteous and squandering money, on weekdays, she boasts that she has one wine, two poems, three chess, four beautiful women, and there are countless confidants in the rivers and lakes. And doing these are expensive hobbies. Although his family is rich and has never asked Brother Qiu for a penny, Brother Qiu has persuaded him many times. But he still went his own way, and his reputation became more and more famous, and he even got the nickname of 'Lantai Gongzi'. Who knows what shady deeds are hidden behind this nickname. If you take a look at the incense burning incense in the gold cave in Nanling City, you may feel that what he has done is simply the number one disgusting deed in the sky. ”

Wen Zhuyuan was stunned for a moment, and said, "You mean?"

Wutong shook his head, pulled another duck leg and stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "I didn't say anything." I just want to say that after Brother Qiu was imprisoned by Xiang Buying, although Mu Rujingye didn't know how to persuade him to make a deal and took Brother Qiu out of the government prison, who knew that Brother Qiu's fate would be even more miserable. During the period when he was under house arrest in the villa, who knows what kind of life Brother Qiu lived? Since Mu Rujingye took the helm of the Gun and Flower Villa, although everyone said that the entire martial arts league had changed, it had become better and more famous than before. However, although the previous Wulin League was controlled by Brother Qiu, a South Vietnamese man, it was a place to uphold justice, but now, there is only dirt left. Those things I did in the secret were only disgusting! Phew, disgusting!"

Wen stopped and said: "You know that Qiu Wanqian, who is under house arrest in the villa, has a hard time, so you want to ask the king of Nanyue to bring him back to Nanyue?"

Wutong said: "However, some people don't want him to go." Because as long as Brother Qiu is still in Gun and Huashanzhuang for a day, he can coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes for a day. Although Brother Qiu is a spy of the South Vietnamese faction in Zhongzhou, he has not done anything to hurt the heavens and reason, but some people, hum!"