Eighty-five, full of wine and heroism

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I don't know if it's sweat or tears.

The wine I just drank turned into all kinds of pride.

He pulled a handful of oily faces with his sleeves, and said loudly: "I am not willing to watch my most respected and admired Brother Qiu being toyed with like this, so I want to save him, I want him to regain his freedom, and be the arrogant Brother Qiu again." ā€

Wen Zhuyuan sighed and said, "You...... I have a heart. ā€

Wutong said: "Some people say that he collapsed after being defeated by Sword Thirty, but I know that this is not the case. If it weren't for the fact that some people used his diet before the competition for the sake of power and status, how could he have been so defeated. However, Brother Qiu had clearly seen that there was something wrong with those drinks, but he still drank them without hesitation, because it was brought to him by his best brother and most trusted friend. He didn't want to break his brother's heart, he didn't want to doubt his brother. Even in the face of our accusations afterwards, he still excused his good brother, thinking that the reason why he did this must have been forced by him to suffer. ā€

Wen stopped and said: "I don't see it...... Qiu Wanqian is such a strong man. ā€

- He really didn't expect that there were so many inside stories in his battle with Qiu Wanqian.

Wutong said: "So, I'm not reconciled, I'm really unwilling!"

Wen Zhuyuan suddenly felt a little lost.

He originally thought that he had defeated Qiu Wanqian with his ability, but this was not the case.

He was stunned...... Drink.

However, the wine barrel was empty.

Only keep touching the scar in the neck.

Wutong said: "However, his best brother is unwilling to see him regain his freedom, so he sent someone to rob this boat in exchange for the ransom of Brother Qiu's freedom." ā€

The more he talked, the more excited he became.

As he spoke, he suddenly smiled bitterly, looked at Wen Zhuyuan and said, "You're strange, aren't you?"

Wen stopped and said, "What?"

Wutong said: "You must be very strange why I am telling you this, I don't even know who you are? Ha, I just want everyone in the world to know that some people have ulterior motives." ā€

Wen Zhuyuan patted him on the shoulder, and said angrily: "How can you have this reason, why don't you know who I am? I am your savior." ā€

Wutong said: "The grace of saving lives will be rewarded." ā€

Wen Zhiyuan smiled and said: "How can you do this, don't just talk about it, you have to get something practical, such as inviting me to dinner, inviting me to drink, and giving me tens of thousands of yuan to spend." ā€

Wutong said: "Then how about I give you 500,000 gold baht of wealth?"

Wen stopped and said: "It's really your reason, it's getting more and more outrageous." ā€

Wutong said: "I'm not lying, what I said is the truth, because I know where Mu Ru Jingye hid the ransom worth 500,000 gold baht that he just hijacked?"

Seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, he said, "Where?"

Wutong said: "Moonlit Night Forest." ā€

Wen stopped and looked at the dark forest not far away, which was said to be often haunted, and said with an incredulous look, "I'm timid, don't scare me." ā€

Wutong said: "Is it scared to you, I'll find out later." for they threw me into the south water because I was dead. I sneered them into the water, and found that they had moved all the ransom boxes from the ship into the moonlit forest. As long as you help me, I will divide the ransom money with you. ā€

Wen Zhuyuan said with a smile: "Yicheng also has 50,000 gold baht, this business is capable, but I am afraid that I will have a life to do it, and I am afraid that I will not spend it, just the two of us, it is estimated that it is a bit hanging." If you can't steal the ransom of 500,000 gold baht back, they will be caught and sold into the incense listening rain building as a big teapot. ā€

Wutong said, "I have contacted the brothers in the villa who are still loyal to Brother Qiu. They vowed to use blood and sword to recover this blood debt for their eldest brother. ā€

Wen Zhuyuan couldn't help but sigh.

He looked up at the sky.

There are no stars or moons in the sky.

There was the sound of rustling in the distant night.

Hamsters burrow under elm roots.

A flock of mallards fall asleep with their freshly laid eggs.

On the cross slope, Liu Laoshi's old cross shop is cooking noodle soup.

The brother who Wutong had asked to help was hurrying to the chirp of autumn insects......

Sycamore's heart is complicated and messy.

Brother Qiu, you wait a little longer, the brothers are here, and we will be able to clear your name immediately.

You treat your brothers with pride, so you must not let your brothers die in a nest.

What are the Zhongzhou people, what are the South Vietnamese barbarians.

In our hearts, you will always be our best big brother.

You warmed our coldness with warmth.

You have used your arrogance to warm our mediocrity.

I don't read much in Sycamore, but I know your vigorous loneliness.

During these days of captivity, you are very lonely.

Believe me, our brothers are here, watching us bother with your loneliness.

The hope of the 500,000 gold baht that was robbed was hidden in the depths of the dense moonlit night forest.

We not only want to use it to exchange it for your freedom, but also use it to expose the most obscene and shameless deeds of your "good brother" Mu Rujingye.

Here we go.

We will continue to drink, play cards, and sing in the garden of Guns and Flowers......

Alright, the brothers are here.

We're leaving......

When Jiang Feng woke up, he found him lying in the ruined temple.

- The ruined temple where they lived.

Ning Shouxin, Minghui, and Meng Lang surrounded him.

Seeing him wake up, Ning Shouxin breathed a long sigh of relief, tied the bandage, tied a dead knot, and said with concern: "Jiang Feng, you finally woke up." ā€

Jiang Feng looked at him, struggling to stand up.

However, there was a tearing pain in his body.

- Knife wounds and burns.

Meng Lang used a rag of unclear color to cushion it, took the sand pot sitting on the improvised stove, and poured the black ink-like thing inside into the broken bowl.

He gulped, as if trying to taste something.

But the choking smell of Chinese medicine stopped him from doing this stupid thing.

He wrinkled his nose, raised his eyebrows, brought the medicine bowl to Jiang Feng, and said with a smile: "Jiang Feng, this is the herb that my brother and I have traveled all over the eight hundred miles of wasteland to find according to the prescription prescribed by Mei Daxia, and it is specially designed to cure your knife wounds...... Hmm, it tastes great...... Gross!"

Jiang Feng was stunned, as if he was very resistant to this bowl of black whirring things.

I wanted to dodge, but as soon as I moved, the wound on my body felt a tearing pain.

He leaned on Ning Shouxin, chose a comfortable position, looked at Meng Lang, and said, "What's going on?"

Meng Lang stuck out his tongue and said narrowly: "You were recruited by the Fire Dragon King to be the master of the horse, but on the night of marriage, your dragon lady wife eloped with someone, you burned the cave room in a fit of anger, and as a result, you annoyed the Fire Dragon King, and his old man was angry, so he castrated you and sent you back." ā€

Ning Shouxin didn't seem to like this joke, glared at him, and said, "Don't talk nonsense." ā€

Meng Lang smiled: "Ouch, you're still jealous, you two must have a leg." ā€

Ning Shouxin said with a smile: "I really let you say it right, the two of us don't have one leg, but have many legs, okay to send you one?"

As he spoke, he flew out with a kick.