Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 355: Jianghu Night Rain Ten Years of Lights

Mo Jingxue's unexpected arrival did not disrupt Zhao Wumian's plan. The two of them spoke frankly: You want to kill me, I want to kill you, but the situation is not right now, so they did not fight.

By the time the inverted gold Boshan furnace is found, even if the situation is unfavorable, bloodshed is inevitable.

This drinking session was more like a declaration of war.

As for who will find the wrong Jin Boshan furnace first...it depends on each person's ability.

But with the four glazed jades in hand, if Zhao Wumian was robbed of them by Mo Jingxue, it would be purely because of his incompetence. He was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything. He could not blame anyone if he was robbed of them.

He didn't think he would fall behind, and neither did Mo Jingxue... The two top martial artists in the martial arts world each had their own ambitions.

They are all competing against each other secretly.

However, Mo Jingxue's visit and some pointers also reminded Chen Qiyuan of the details of the nameless spear technique. After pondering for a long time, he stroked the spear shaft and said in a nostalgic tone:
"What Mo Jingxue said is true. This spear technique is unsurprisingly named 'Yi Shui Han'. When my grandfather was in the army, I had the honor of watching it and memorizing a few moves. After he retired and returned home, he studied day and night and finally came up with our Chen family's ancestral spear technique. It can be regarded as the predecessor of the predecessor of the Tianluo Spear."

Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows frivolously, and said with a smile, "My spear skills are inherited from your ancestors."

Chen Qiyuan sneered.
"The waves behind push the waves ahead. This is true for the people in the martial arts world, and it is also true for the martial arts in the martial arts world. The predecessors laid the foundation and pioneered the way forward. The later generations innovated and surpassed the predecessors. Looking at the secret manuals of magical skills from a hundred years ago, if any of them can be put on the stage today, it is because we, the younger generation of the martial arts world, are incompetent."

Zhao Wumian looked at Chen Qiyuan with a little surprise, then smiled, "Not at all."

He stood up, holding the old Liu family gun on his shoulder, "The gun has been danced, the wine has been drunk, as Mo Jingxue said, it's exciting, so I'll say goodbye now, what are your plans for the future?"

Chen Qiyuan glanced at Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu sat on the chair with her legs in the air, almost jumping off the bench. She patted her collar and ignored Chen Qiyuan's gaze.

Chen Qiyuan retracted his gaze and stroked the stray beard on his chin.

"Everyone in the martial arts world knows that I was defeated by you. According to the martial arts rules, the spear champion plaque and the martial arts forces within a hundred miles of Yingtian will all belong to you. But since you are too lazy to care, I certainly don't want to give it to you. After all, at least ten thousand taels of silver will be in your account every year."

"so much?"

"Jiangnan is a wealthy place. What do you think?"

Zhao Wumian heard Xiao Lengyue's secret voice transmission, "Take it! Take it! Quick, this is all silver!"

This was supposed to be the secret method of Huanzhen Pavilion, but now Zhao Wumian has taught it to almost everyone around him. All we can say is that it is hard to guard against a thief in your own home, no matter how hard you try.

Zhao Wumian was a little helpless. He had never thought that his aunt was such a money-grubber. He shook his head and laughed, "Since you've won, you should at least get something... How about giving me half of it every year? You can keep it all as my private money?"

"Private money, a person like you still cares about these things..." Chen Qiyuan's eyes were a little strange, and then he smiled, "Yes, the current emperor and the demon sect witch, which one is easy to deal with."

The expressions of the surrounding Wujitian disciples were very complicated. They paid half of their tribute to Zhao Wumian every year... Isn't this equivalent to them, Wujitian, doing odd jobs for Zhao Wumian and becoming a force under Zhao Wumian's command?

However, his own leader had been defeated. Generally speaking, the two of them would consider the rules of the martial arts world and might appear to be friends on the surface, but who knows how deep their grudge might be behind the scenes... It was like this now, but the two of them had some affection for each other in the past and could be considered friends.

Since things are going okay in private, then let's find Wei Ming Hou to be the leader... Hey, it seems not bad. Many people in the martial arts world want to be Wei Ming Hou's dogs, but they don't have the blessing and luck to do so.

Chen Qiyuan didn't care about these material possessions. After all, the person in charge of the money was his younger brother Chen Chengyu, so he didn't say much about it. He just said:

"I don't want to get involved in the matter of the wrong Jinboshan furnace. After Ying Yingtian recovers from his injuries, I will probably go to the front line in Jindi to hone my spear skills and then fight you again."

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, "So far, the Rong people seem to have not sent any martial arts masters to fight the enemy. If you go, the balance will be lost."

"I'm not stupid. When the King of Jin was still alive, I also went to the front line and I know a little bit about Wudamu... The Rong people have been deadlocked for half a year and have not been able to break through the Yanmen and Ningwu passes. It's only a matter of time before Wudamu gets anxious and sends Wu Kui to the battlefield... I'll go inside the pass and wait for the opportunity, just in case."

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment. He had wanted to go to the frontline for a long time, but he was busy with martial arts and had never had the chance. It would be safer for Chen Qiyuan to go to the frontline to help him look after it, so he asked.

"How many martial arts champions does the Rong people have?"

Chen Qiyuan frowned and recalled for a moment, "Wudamu, White Wolf, Grassland Shaman, and there seems to be one under the command of the Khan. I don't know if there are more..."

"More than the imperial court?"

"It's just that there are more than the current court. Whether it was during the reign of Emperor Taizu Gao or the late emperor..." Chen Qiyuan thought of the late emperor, and also of Prince Jin. He didn't want to say much, but just smiled faintly.

"On the Rong side, there are only four martial arts champions in public, but it's hard to say what's going on behind the scenes. But in any case, there must be more martial arts champions in the Central Plains.
It's fine to have internal grievances and internal fighting in normal times, but if the building is really about to collapse, don't we, the people of the world, understand the principle of the lips and teeth being cold? Chen State had the Zhubei Alliance back then, and the current Dali is no different."

Zhao Wumian laughed, his tone calm.

"As long as I'm alive, the building won't collapse."

"That's all I have to say. You defeated me last night, but I won't always be convinced." Chen Qiyuan bowed slightly to Zhao Wumian.

"We say goodbye today, and you go now. I hope we meet again someday, and you will be you again."

You are already you... Chen Qiyuan wants to see you again someday. Zhao Wumian has recovered his memory.

Zhao Wumian felt that there was something wrong with this statement. He had always been himself and would not become someone else just because he lost or recovered his memory.

But he didn't say much, just bowed, then pulled his cloak behind him and walked out the door.

"The tide is coming in the Qiantang River. Today I know who I am... See you again in the rivers and lakes."

Chen Qiyuan looked at Zhao Wumian's back, saw him mount the white horse and stretch out his hand towards Xiao Yuanmu. His young and handsome face was elegant and yet carried a touch of the casualness of a playboy.

At this moment, Chen Qiyuan suddenly realized... Half a year ago, Zhao Wumian was just a gangster who was carried around by him, but now, in the blink of an eye...

If Chen Qiyuan couldn't overcome Zhao Wumian, then his life would be like this. But Zhao Wumian was different. He was very young and had a long way to go.

Full of vigor and vitality, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse.

Ta-da, ta-da————

Zhao Wumian pulled Xiao Yuanmu along, rode away on horseback, and soon disappeared from sight.

A Wujitian disciple looked at Chen Qiyuan and said, "Master, should we respond to the sky?"

After hearing this, Chen Qiyuan came back to his senses and burst out laughing.

"Some people come, some people go, they come in a hurry, they go in a hurry... go back."

Chen Qiyuan turned and walked into the lobby.

Chen Chengyu looked at his elder brother with a sad look in his eyes, but he was mostly relieved... Fortunately, Lord Wei Minghou was magnanimous and did not hold it against him. Although it might be thanks to the friendship between him and Chen Qiyuan, he still survived after all.

In the future, he might be able to brag about it in the martial arts world, and he might be able to fight with Marquis Wei Ming and still be alive, and he would be proud of it if he could tell others about it.

He left the lobby and went to the backyard, preparing to organize the staff to respond to the sky, when suddenly a shit basin fell on his head, and the foul-smelling fecal water and unknown solid matter soaked his body.

"who!?"

Chen Chengyu had just smelled the stench and felt the wetness on his head. Before he could finish his words of surprise, he felt a sudden pain in his calf, lost his balance, and fell flat on his face.

The surrounding disciples were shocked and looked around, but they could not see the villain.

I wanted to go forward to help, but I felt it was a bit shameless. You looked at me, and no one dared to step forward first.

"Wuwu..." Chen Chengyu lay on the ground, emitting a few unintelligible sobs from his throat.

Needless to say, this must have been done by the Wu Kui hiding in the dark as mentioned by Mo Jingxue... Maybe Zhao Wumian is magnanimous and doesn't care about it, but there are always people who care about it.

The only reason he was able to keep his life was because of Zhao Wumian's magnanimity, otherwise he would have died without knowing how.

He suddenly thought of a saying that people in the underworld often say: the underworld is dangerous...

Zhao Wumian didn't know that he had left. His aunt even went back to teach Chen Chengyu a lesson. After returning to the inn, he packed up and set off again, preparing to go back to Tinglanzhuang first.

The importance of the Inlaid Gold Boshan Furnace is self-evident. Mo Jingxue has now made it clear that he wants to snatch it, and knowing that Zhao Wumian has at least three martial arts champions as his supporters, it is impossible for him not to find help. Xiao Lengyue will of course go with him, but he has to go back to Tinglan Manor first to explain some things.

Otherwise, if the situation is not handled properly, the identity of Fairy Lengyue of Tinglan Manor will be exposed and she will no longer have the peace she once had.

After all, it’s the result of half my life’s hard work.

……

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. The ups and downs in the world did not disturb the tranquility of Tinglan Village.

If it weren't for the mention of the martial arts people who came to the village to drink, the people in the village would not have known that the famous martial arts master Wei Minghou had fought with the spear leader again.

But what does this have to do with them? It is impossible for Wei Minghou to come to Tinglan Manor suddenly. At most, he has heard of the reputation of Tinglan wine and asked his servants to come here to buy a few pots.

That's fine too.

Some people were secretly worried that Marquis Weiming was young and energetic. If he came to the manor and saw Fairy Lengyue, he might become lustful and take Fairy Lengyue as his wife with a wave of his hand... This would ruin everything.

Fairy Lengyue is a very good person, but she cannot be wronged.

These things had nothing to do with the Liu family in Zhuangxi. Their yard was almost confiscated by the young master. Although they got the money, the yard has not been repaired yet. Workers come in and out every day, sweating profusely.

Liu Wanqiu had no place to practice martial arts, so he had to find another place. He came to the lake outside the village, took off his shoes and socks, stood in the shallows, and the bamboo pole slid on the water, creating ripples.

From her perspective, she could see people coming and going on the long wooden bridge outside the village that led directly to the forest, and she didn't feel bored at all looking at the visitors from all directions.

One day, at sunset, the sky was filled with red clouds. When Liu Wanqiu returned home for dinner, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from afar.

Ta-da, ta-da————

Liu Wanqiu had heard countless horse hoof sounds in the past few days, but she would always look sideways every time.

In Jiangnan, horse farms are scarce and a horse is very precious.

When it comes to work, horses are not as good as donkeys and cows, and the people in the village naturally would not be idle to raise horses... Therefore, most of the people who can ride horses in the village are people from far away.

Liu Wanqiu practiced martial arts diligently, hoping that one day she would become a chivalrous female knight in the martial arts world. So every time she heard the sound of horse hooves, she would look with envy.

This time, a white horse was stepping on the wooden bridge, causing the water on the side of the wooden bridge to ripple brightly. Sitting on the horse was a man in a green shirt and a bamboo hat. The figure looked familiar, but in front of the man was a little girl who seemed to be about the same age as her...

So far, Liu Wanqiu has only seen one person who brought a child of this age with him while traveling around the world.

Liu Wanqiu blinked his eyes, then smiled and opened his hands, "Young Master, Young Master!"

Zhao Wumian looked over and saw Liu Wanqiu standing alone in the shallows with his trouser legs rolled up. He pulled the reins, rode over, and asked curiously, "What are you doing outside the village?"

"There are too many people at home, so I found an open space to practice martial arts. I was just about to go back for dinner."

"That's just in time for me to come back. Let's go and take you back."

Liu Wanqiu was stunned, and looked at the handsome white horse under Zhao Wumian with a surprised expression, "Really?"

This horse is so handsome. She has wanted to ride it for a long time.

"Why would I lie to you? Come up." Zhao Wumian pulled Liu Wanqiu by the back of her collar and placed her in front of him, sitting with Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu was a tolerant man and would definitely not be angry with the little girl. He even moved his butt and turned half of his body to make some room.

Anyway, they are both small and can fit in.

Liu Wanqiu was just a little kid, so she didn't think too much about it. She just said "thank you" to Xiao Yuanmu, then blushed a little embarrassedly, feeling that she was too close to Zhao Wumian.

But as soon as the white horse left, she immediately forgot about her shyness and was instead filled with curiosity, looking around.

"Do you like riding horses?" Zhao Wumian asked, noticing her excitement.

Upon hearing this, Liu Wanqiu answered innocently and sincerely, "I don't like it that much, I just feel that if I have a good horse of my own, I can be called a man of the world."

Zhao Wumian smiled and said, "The Jianghu is not a good place. Back then, your grandfather and his great-grandfather were hunted down by the entire Jianghu..."

Liu Wanqiu didn't quite understand, so he just turned around and asked, "Young Master, do you know what my grandfather used to do? You went out just to investigate this? Thank you, Young Master!"

She smiled sweetly at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian looked at her smiling face and was silent for a few seconds. He thought to himself that her grandfather had kept this secret from her for his entire life, obviously not wanting his children and grandchildren to be involved in the world again.

It was obviously inappropriate for him to disclose this matter casually.

But Liu Wanqiu practiced martial arts so hard just to make his way in the martial arts world one day. If he revealed his martial arts skills in a fight with others in the future and was recognized, people would sooner or later find out the matter.

You can hide it for a while, but you can't stop your desire to go out into the world.

He then said, "When you become a Jianghu person, I will tell you."

"Oh, so the young master really went to check?" Liu Wanqiu was not sad, but smiled at him again, "Thank you, young master!"

The white horse walked into Tinglan Village. The locust trees on both sides of the street swayed in the wind, and the pure white petals fell with the wind, forming a white carpet on the ground.

Some of the passers-by around recognized Zhao Wumian and greeted him with a smile, calling him "Young Master" one by one.

Zhao Wumian responded one by one.

After sending Liu Wanqiu back to the courtyard, Mrs. Liu still asked him to stay for dinner, but Zhao Wumian still declined.

Liu Wanqiu jumped off the horse easily, counted on his fingers for a while, then looked up at Zhao Wumian.

"Young Master, Wanqiu is only eight years old this year. If you want to go out and explore the world, you have to wait another seven or eight years. Even if we calculate it as ten years, the days will be very long. Young Master, please don't forget it." "I won't forget it."

"It's okay if you forget. I'll come find you."

Zhao Wumian glanced at Liu Wanqiu, feeling a little sad in his heart.

No matter whether she is the descendant of General Yi or that deputy general, for the sake of unifying the country, she gave priority to fighting the enemy and risked her life for the Li State. Although she felt sorry for the Chen State and the Xiao Family, she certainly lived up to the people of the world.

As a result, the descendants had to change their names and live in seclusion, which was really wrong... But Zhao Wumian himself was a member of the Xiao family. From his position, he had no right to judge the matter, so he said no more and rode away.

I was just thinking in my heart that I should help rehabilitate Liu Wanqiu and his family in the future.

Only after Zhao Wumian's back disappeared around a corner did Mrs. Liu and Liu Wanqiu enter the house.

Madam Liu suddenly asked, "Young Master seems to like you very much?"

Liu Wanqiu obviously didn't understand what Mrs. Liu meant by that, and answered innocently, "Young Master is a very good person. He is very kind to everyone. There is no such thing as liking or disliking him."

"Mom, what you mean is...ah." Mrs. Liu paused and felt that it was a little early to talk about this.

Although men and women get married very early in this world, girls usually get married at the age of fourteen, but Liu Wanqiu is only eight years old now, right?
It won’t be too late to talk about this in a few years.

After dinner, the sun set and the silver moon hung high in the sky.

In the empty yard, the moonlight was pouring down like water. Liu Wanqiu did not rest. Wearing a thin and refreshing dress, she was practicing martial arts alone in the yard.

Even if she doesn't want to travel the world one day, she should practice martial arts diligently just to ensure that the Liu family's martial arts will not be lost from generation to generation.

Practicing martial arts is an extremely hard job. I practice until my whole body aches every day, just to keep the Liu family's martial arts passed down from generation to generation... Now it seems that this is enough.

Look, she can teach Zhao Wumian martial arts. It doesn’t seem like it will be a big problem for her to teach her children after they get married and have children.

boom----

Liu Wanqiu had been practicing martial arts since she was a child and had considerable strength. With one move, the bamboo pole in her hand broke immediately and scratched her hand.

It hurts.

Liu Wanqiu bit her fingers and sighed inwardly.

I only practice martial arts occasionally, and it hurts so much. If I really go out and fight with others, and get a long cut on my body by a knife, I'm afraid I'll pass out from the pain!

She is still young, and although she admires the world, she can't help but feel shaken sometimes... If she can live in peace and stability, who would be willing to suffer pain and bleed?
The young master even lost his memory!
Even he said that the underworld is not a good place, so she still rushed in. Doesn't she look like a fool?

But Liu Wanqiu had promised Zhao Wumian anyway, so he just thought about it for a while, then looked at the sky, prepared to take a rest, and continue practicing martial arts tomorrow.

Ta-da, ta-da————

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves was suddenly heard outside the yard. Liu Wanqiu looked blankly and saw someone knocking gently on the gate.

"Liu Wanqiu, it's me."

Liu Wanqiu's eyes lit up, and he ran over to open the door, only to see Zhao Wumian standing outside the yard.

He took a bath, changed into a clean blue shirt, no longer looked dusty, and did not carry any weapons with him.

At this moment, he looks more like a handsome young man from a royal family than a man of the underworld.

"Young Master, what's wrong..."

Before Liu Wanqiu could finish her question, Zhao Wumian raised his hand and pulled the reins, saying excitedly, "Look what good stuff I brought you?"

Looking in the direction of Zhao Wumian's hand, I saw that he was looking at two reins, one for his white horse, and the other for a well-proportioned chestnut horse.

Liu Wanqiu was stunned. "Young Master, what are you doing..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Come here." Zhao Wumian grabbed Liu Wanqiu by the back of her collar and put her on the chestnut horse. He also climbed on the horse and said:
"I stole this horse from my aunt. I have to leave tomorrow, so tonight is the only night left. I can teach you how to ride a horse."

As a member of the Xiao family, Zhao Wumian felt very sorry for Liu Wanqiu's family. Knowing that she was longing for this, he naturally wanted to help her fulfill her wish.

Liu Wanqiu blinked her eyes, her face showing both surprise and joy, but the child was more moved and excited, "Thank you, Master..."

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go." Zhao Wumian patted the horse's butt, and the chestnut horse let out a long neigh and rushed forward like the wind.

"Ah - young master, I, I can't ride a horse, I, I'm too short, my shoes can't even touch the stirrups -"

Liu Wanqiu was panicked, her face turned pale and she screamed.

Mrs. Liu in the courtyard heard the noise and got up quickly. Seeing that her husband was still sleeping, she pushed him and said, "Don't you want to go out and take a look?"

"What are you looking at?" Old Liu turned over, his eyes half asleep. "Isn't it that the young master is here to look for her? Can the young master harm the child?"

"That's right..." Madam Liu lay on the bed again, feeling it was not appropriate to go out and disturb the young master and the child.

Outside the courtyard, the chestnut horse had already left the crowd, carrying Liu Wanqiu around in Tinglan Village late at night, and almost threw Liu Wanqiu away several times. It was because Liu Wanqiu had practiced martial arts since childhood and had a good physique that he was able to hold on just by holding the reins.

Zhao Wumian rode on the Jade Lion of Zhaoye and ran beside the chestnut horse. He wanted to help when he saw that the situation was not good, but when he saw that although Liu Wanqiu shouted loudly, nothing happened, he just laughed.

"Not bad. You didn't get thrown off the horse on your first ride. You're a good horseman."

After being frightened at first, Liu Wanqiu gradually got used to the fast speed and bumpy vibrations of riding on horseback. The heart that had been hanging in his throat gradually settled down, followed by an indescribable excitement.

Tinglan Manor was not big, and the chestnut horse quickly carried Liu Wanqiu out of the manor and stepped over the shallow beach outside the manor, splashing water everywhere.

The strong wind blew on her face, which was as painful as a knife. Her hair flew back, but her face was flushed with excitement. She shouted to Zhao Wumian who was riding a horse beside her:

"Master, I can ride a horse now!"

"It's just that I didn't get thrown away. I still have a lot to learn!"

When riding a horse, you have to speak very loudly so that your voice can reach the other person's ears.

Hearing this, Liu Wanqiu did not reply, but just smiled brightly.

The two of them ran around Tinglan Manor for half an hour. Zhao Wumian taught by example, and Liu Wanqiu learned quickly.

However, the Jade Lion of Zhaoye was relaxed and at ease, while the chestnut horse was a little tired.

Liu Wanqiu gently pulled the reins, and the horse gradually slowed down. She glanced sideways at the white horse that Zhao Wumian was riding, and suddenly she realized that the white horse was Zhao Wumian, and the chestnut horse was her.

To Liu Wanqiu, Zhao Wumian was a figure whom he looked up to.

But such a person would steal a horse in the middle of the night and teach her how to ride.

Zhao Wumian didn't know what Liu Wanqiu was thinking, and smiled at her and said, "This horse is for you."

Liu Wanqiu was stunned, "Why is the young master so nice to me?"

"Your grandfather was an extraordinary figure, and the world owes him."

Zhao Wumian smiled at her and said, "I will pay back the debt on behalf of Jianghu."

Liu Wanqiu stared at Zhao Wumian with her almond-shaped eyes. After hearing what he said, she frowned and thought about it seriously for a moment, then suddenly said:

"My mother always said that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water... I know a good place, and the young master will definitely like it."

"Really? Take me to see it." Zhao Wumian was patient with children.

Liu Wanqiu rode his horse, walked across the shallows outside the village, and climbed up a small mountain path.

It was quiet in the middle of the night, and everything was dark before my eyes, with only the moonlight shining through to allow me to see.

Zhao Wumian followed Liu Wanqiu, walked forward for dozens of feet, passed through the mountains and forests, and came to a vast field.

There are watermelons planted in the field. The rinds of the watermelons are covered with a little dew, reflecting the crystal light under the moonlight.

Liu Wanqiu looked excited, pointing at the melon field and said to Zhao Wumian: "There are endless watermelons!"

Zhao Wumian was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into laughter, "Whose field is this?"

"I don't know." Liu Wanqiu felt around and took out a few coins. "My mother always said that we should always carry money with us in case of an emergency... Let's go in and have a meal. It's not like we won't leave any money. Just consider it as my treat for the young master."

"it is good!"

Zhao Wumian rode his horse to the watermelon field, dismounted, and Liu Wanqiu followed closely behind him. However, he saw that Zhao Wumian had already picked a plump and round watermelon and tapped it a few times.

"Young Master, can you tell whether a watermelon is good or bad?"

"...No, it's just that my dad...my parents used to knock like that when they bought watermelons, and I just copied them."

"Isn't Young Master Gong's mother the Fairy Leng Yue?"

"She is my aunt, not my mother. We are not related by blood..." Zhao Wumian thought for a moment and said:
"Don't tell her that. She'll be angry if she hears that. She'll say that even though she's not my mother, she raised me with great difficulty. How can a heartless person like me say such things?"

"Oh……"

Click————
Zhao Wumian broke open the watermelon, the flesh was rosy red, crisp and tempting.

He handed half to Liu Wanqiu and said, "You're lucky!"

Liu Wanqiu didn't say anything. She just buried her little face in the fruit flesh, her mouth full of juice.

Zhao Wumian's way of eating was even worse, extremely vulgar. If Guan Yunshu saw him, he would definitely teach him a lesson for not eating enough food to get all over his face.

The two men practiced martial arts, and their appetites were bigger than each other. After finishing one pill, they would break another one.

An unknown amount of time had passed before both of them were lying in the watermelon field, feeling extremely happy.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky, and its moonlight shines on the watermelon field.

Both of them had bloated stomachs from eating so much that they lay down in the fields to digest their food.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Wumian suddenly spoke up, "Now that you have your own horse, you can be considered half a Jianghu person... Do you want to hear about your family's past?"

Zhao Wumian was thinking that going to Tianya Islands was extremely dangerous. Although he was confident, what if there was an accident...

Therefore, it is better to explain this matter clearly to Liu Wanqiu.

Liu Wanqiu blinked, thought about it, and shook his head, "Forget it. We agreed that I would ask Young Master about it after I have been out in the martial arts world for ten years. If I tell you now, it will seem like you are planning your final arrangements, which is unlucky."

Zhao Wumian laughed, "Yeah, it's unlucky."

After that, the two stopped talking. Two figures, one big and one small, lay down in the watermelon field. Listening to the occasional chirping of crickets, they gradually fell asleep.

Liu Wanqiu slept soundly. Although she was outside, she felt extremely warm.

In her drowsiness, she felt something pressing against her face. When she opened her eyes, it was already daybreak.

The surrounding watermelon fields, whether branches, leaves or rinds, were covered with morning dew.

The chestnut horse stood in the field. After eating a piece of watermelon, it pressed the tip of its nose against Liu Wanqiu's face to wake her up.

Liu Wanqiu looked around, but the young master was no longer there.

She knew that the young master had gone back to the underworld again.

Liu Wanqiu looked at the chestnut horse, stood up, and, shaking off a cloud of dew, he jumped onto the chestnut horse quite easily.

Although he was short and it was difficult for him to ride, it was not difficult for him as he had martial arts skills.

Liu Wanqiu rode his chestnut horse out of the watermelon field and headed towards Tinglan Village.

The chestnut horse is not very old, less than one year old, which is the age of youth and vitality.

But when Liu Wanqiu grows up, the chestnut horse will also be old.

It will be an old horse and will walk very slowly.

But in the end, he was able to take the grown-up Liu Wanqiu away from Jiangnan and travel around the world.

Across the world, there will be the majestic East China Sea, the snowy plains of Yanyun, the yellow sands of the Western Regions, and the flying rains of Shu.

Ten years later, she will meet many, many people and see many, many things.

She is very beautiful. Ten years later, she will definitely be a stunningly beautiful female knight. Maybe she will meet a handsome young knight or a heroic swordsman.

Maybe someone will pursue her.

But Liu Wanqiu would definitely insist: "You are all very good people, but I don't like you. I want to find someone first and fulfill my promise."

Return to Tinglan Village.

The young master has really left...

(End of this chapter)