The most beautiful boy in the whole Jianghu [Comprehensive martial arts]

ten days later.

The night was dark and the cold wind was howling. It was supposed to be the moment of sleeping peacefully in a dream, but the inn on the lonely plain was clanging and clanging like thunder.

[This is not right. 】

Zhao Jueming said to the system.

System: [Of course something is wrong! !Pay attention to the right! 】

When he said this, he was scurrying in the stairwell, and the sharp sword, dagger and long arrow behind him attacked him one after another. Zhao Jueming sideways avoided the sharp sword attacking from the right, and kicked him flying and fell down the stairs.

No matter how strong Zhao Jueming's martial arts are, he was a bit powerless to face the situation where the whole inn came to besiege him after he fell asleep, especially in the past few days and nights in order to deal with political affairs, he specially went online in Bianjing in the middle of the night to read by candlelight, This time I was woken up suddenly, and my head still hurts.

When he stayed in this inn during the day, everything was as usual, the shopkeeper did not raise his eyes, the waiter smiled and led him to the room, a few guests stayed behind closed doors, the taste of lunch and dinner was normal, except that the location was a bit remote, everything else was normal.

The end of the new year is approaching, people who are wandering outside will inevitably be in a bad mood, and in addition to the cold weather, if Zhao Jueming would be listless and huddled in the house, so he never became suspicious, but he never thought that all these residents would change into shopkeepers at night. Become an assassin to assassinate him.

"Why did you kill me?!"

Zhao Jueming raised his voice to question, but no one responded.He rushed into the house, kicked the door down before it could be locked to stop people from chasing him, and at the same time someone jumped into the house from the window.Zhao Jueming met him with a sword, overturned it forcefully, and ran out without looking back.

As the old saying goes, when people are united, Mount Tai will move.But as that Mount Tai, Zhao Jueming really couldn't bear it.He has always fought alone, even if he breaks into the sub-floor of Tsing Yi Building by himself, he is at his fingertips.

But this time is different.

Because Zhao Jueming's brain hurts.

So far in the battle, there are more than ten besieged people in detail. Except for him, all the people from the inn came to besiege him, obviously they came prepared and prepared.

Zhao Jueming was thinking about who he had offended, and sent people to assassinate him after spending so much time, and at the same time thinking about how to escape from the predicament.

His Xiao Hei had already been drugged and was lying unconscious in the corner of the stable.Zhao Jueming touched the horse's head and saw that Xiao Hei was sleeping peacefully and happily, so he sneaked away from the stable.

Zhao Jueming didn't intend to leave the inn just like that. The whole inn wanted to kill him, so he had to find out who was behind the scenes.

The sound of the wind was louder, whining and howling, overshadowing the movement in the inn.

On the carriage, the man in white lifted the curtain and looked from a distance.The bright moon is like water, the frost and snow have not yet melted, and the air-conditioning is pressing, but the man in white slowly draws his lips together and smiles.

The carriage stopped outside the inn. At this time, the inn was silent, and the door was wide open, like a beast with a mouth full of blood.

Gong Jiu got off the car, and the driver drove away and stopped under his signal.He stared at the unfathomable darkness, smelling the nauseating blood, and slowly stepped into it.

Looking around, there are several people lying here and there in the house. They don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Gong Jiu climbed up the steps, the moonlight spread on the wooden steps, and the white clothes covered the moon, like ghosts and immortals, endlessly bleak.

He walked on the corridor on the second floor for a while, and stood still. Qiushuang sword silently pressed against the side of Gong Jiu's neck, with a fishy smell, and the blade was icy cold.

"Gong Jiu, when did I offend you?"

A serious and deep question came from the young man behind him, his words were full of puzzlement.

Gong Jiu raised his finger and pushed away the long sword, then turned to look at Zhao Jueming.The young man described himself as embarrassed, with a slightly tired look on his brows, but his eyes were still burning like stars in the sky. Seeing Gong Jiu standing up straight, he put the sword across his neck.

"Even at this point, you still have no murderous intent when you strike the sword." Gong Jiu blinked in confusion, "Aren't you angry when I treat you like this?"

Zhao Jueming: "...you look at the sword on the side of your neck, do you still think I'm not angry?"

Gong Jiu said: "Are you angry? But I haven't noticed any murderous intent."

Zhao Jueming looked at this cousin with complicated emotions, unable to understand the other party's stubbornness, so he could only remain silent.

To say angry...not particularly angry.Everyone has their own desires, and there is a reason for what they do, he is more surprised by Gong Jiu's motives than being angry.

Impossible...just for that useless "murderous intent"?

The system said painfully: [Looking at what he said, it's really possible. 】

Gong Jiu tilted her head slightly, smiling unpredictablely, her neck was tightly pressed against the sharp sword, as long as Zhao Jueming exerted a little force, blood would be seen immediately.

Zhao Jueming watched him.

He was exhausted to death. Before being woken up by the assassin, Zhao Jueming was dealing with government affairs in the East Palace. All kinds of messy affairs made him dazzled. After waking up, he had to deal with the assassin again. He was busy running up and down. He just wanted to sleep well. Sleep.

In order to deal with the inexplicable Gong Jiu, Zhao Jueming decided to use the system mall that he hadn't seen for a long time.

[Is there a prop that can disguise murderous intent? 】

Except for the products he bought in the system in the early years, such as sword manuals, maps, cheat books, martial arts training room and his sword, he has almost never opened the system mall. After many years, he finally opened his mouth. use it?I'll find it for you! 】

Although the prestige points are shared by two people, Zhao Jueming is very stingy, and it is rare for him to ask for it. The system is very happy. After screening at a flying speed, he finds out the items that Zhao Jueming wants, and buys them while talking about them.

[Pretending to be a sharp weapon, you may not be able to use it the first time, I can turn on the switch for you in a hurry, as long as you give a signal, you will immediately become the most beautiful bking in the audience——]

Zhao Jueming stared at Gong Jiu silently, seemingly in deep thought, but actually discussed the signal with the system, and finally spoke after discussing everything, and said solemnly and disappointedly: "For such an insignificant reason, you sent someone to assassinate me..."

He frowned, the strength in his hands increased, and blood slowly dripped from Gong Jiu's fair neck.

Gong Jiu finally got his wish and experienced Zhao Jueming's murderous aura.

The murderous aura overflowed, overwhelmingly attacking Gongjiu, the moonlight was hazy, the cold wind howled, and Zhao Jueming frowned, the murderous intent was more piercing than the cold wind.

Zhao Jueming really wanted to kill him.

This realization made Gong Jiu feel uncontrollably excited, the wound on the side of his neck was burning with pain, mixed with the coldness of the sword edge, his breathing gradually became short of breath.

Zhao Jueming was startled.

The young man in white was sweating on his forehead, his chest was heaving, his eyes were shining, and the corners of his lips were raised, looking at Zhao Jueming as if he was looking at a lighthouse glowing on the sea in the dark.

Even a dull person like Zhao Jueming felt unspeakably strong emotions, his scalp was numb, and he was very confused.

The system hesitated: [Could it be that the drive is too big for him to bear? ...But it's not right, isn't he a big boss with a lot of power? 】

Zhao Jueming hesitated: [How about——]

Gong Jiu let out a groan.

Moaning/groaning has different meanings in different contexts.But Gong Jiu's □□ was definitely not because of pain...it was more like pleasure.

system:【……】

Zhao Jueming: […]

With trembling hands, Gong Jiu tore off her clothes to Zhao Jueming, panted unbearably, and begged him.

"Hit me……!"

The moonlight was bright and clear, shining on the two people facing each other in the corridor through the big hole in the roof. Gong Jiu's clothes were wide open, and his skin was as smooth and white as warm jade.

The sound of the wind seemed to stop here, and there was silence.

Zhao Jueming's pupils trembled, his head went blank, and he stayed where he was.

The system emits a mess of gibberish characters.

The sword in Zhao Jueming's hand trembled, Gong Jiu groaned in pain, and there was indescribable satisfaction in it.

"Hit me!"

Gong Jiu took a step forward. He even took out a whip from his body and handed it to Zhao Jueming. His face was flushed and his eyes were full of begging and pain.

The system murmured: [I once complained that the blood of the old Zhao family has mutated in your place... I apologize, I am guilty. 】

Zhao Jueming withdrew his sword abruptly, and walked downstairs without looking back. Behind him, Gong Jiu suppressed and groaned angrily: "Zhao Jueming!"

As soon as he shouted, there was another groan/groan.As if there were wolves, tigers and leopards chasing after him, Zhao Jueming quickly walked out of the inn, closed the door abruptly, stood at the door and looked up at the sky.

[...Cousin Taiping, the hobbies are really unique. 】

Zhao Jueming finally regained his language skills, staring at the bright moon with an erratic tone.

The system responded in a daze: [More than unique...]

For the first time in his life, Zhao Jueming was too shocked to speak, his mind went blank.

The boy in front of the door shook his body, supported his head, and sighed tiredly and weakly.

His ears are very sharp, and he can still hear the movement inside the house standing outside the door.

Gong Jiu was still groaning/groaning in pain, and the strange sound came out intermittently, not knowing whether it was satisfaction or dissatisfaction, the moaning/groaning was intermittent, and the movement became louder and louder, as if rolling on the ground, begging for someone who did not exist.

Zhao Jueming silently covered his ears.

The system Piao Gao looked around and told him that there was a carriage parked not far from the inn.Zhao Jueming walked out of the inn, knocked the driver unconscious and tied him up, then drove the carriage to the backyard of the inn, only a wall away from the stables, set the system alarm clock, and then fell asleep peacefully in the carriage.

The sky is big, the sleep is the biggest.

Raising the spirit is everything.

The moonlight shone through the cracks in the curtains, and the sleeping teenager curled up in the corner frowned, obviously not sleeping peacefully.

……

The full moon hangs high, and the breeze blows.

He turned his eyes away from the full moon and looked at the handsome young man beside him.

"...Cousin Taiping."

He said.

The young man called Taiping cousin was playing with two exquisite and small porcelain bottles in his hands. Hearing this, he glanced at him and smiled half-smile: "Don't you remember my name?"

He pursed his lips, just stared at the porcelain bottle in Cousin Taiping's hand, without speaking.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I will see you less and less in the future, let alone sitting side by side like this." Cousin Taiping said indifferently, "Your name is very novel, it is the first one to say that my people."

"..."

"This is the medicine I asked someone to buy." Cousin Taiping saw that his gaze was always on the porcelain bottle in his hand, and shook him, "The medicine that will make you happy after taking it will not be disturbed by the mundane world. , indulging in a dream, sleeping forever."

He asked confusedly, "Will you be happy like this?"

Cousin Taiping said: "Of course I will be happy—even though I haven't eaten it."

He was still very puzzled.

Cousin Taiping uncapped the bottle, poured out two brown pills, and handed them to him.

"Would you like to try it?" the boy said, "Seeing that you don't care about anything at such a young age, this medicine seems to be more suitable for you."

He hesitated for a moment, then refused: "...don't take medicine indiscriminately."

"... Ha." The boy smiled, "It smells good, if you don't eat it, smell it."

He lowered his head according to his words, sniffed at Cousin Taiping's hand, and raised his head.

The boy asked: "How?"

He honestly replied: "I don't like it."

The boy said bluntly: "No wonder the officials don't like you."

He stared blankly at Cousin Taiping, and fell silent again.

The young man patted his clothes and stood up, with his back facing the moonlight, he slightly curled his lips towards him, his face was covered with shadows, and his smile was unpredictable: "As the eldest son but not favored, you should have drunk dreams of floating life just now. It's better to say."

He didn't say much from the beginning to the end, but at this moment he resolutely refuted.

"...not good." He heard himself say, one word at a time, categorically, "The things I don't think about are not good."

"—I don't want you to decide."

As his words fell, Cousin Taiping's face gradually blurred, but suddenly became clear again.

Cousin Taiping, with a mature face and clearer lines, smiled at the corner of his mouth, pulled off his clothes, and said in a strange tone: "Hit me!"

……

"——!!!"

Zhao Jueming opened his eyes, still in shock.

The system was not surprised at all: [... Are you having a nightmare? 】

Zhao Jueming nodded with a blank face.

Although cousin Taiping's sudden transformation at the end of the dream brought a strong sense of shock, but after many years, Zhao Jueming dreamed about the past, and his heart was churning with unspeakable emotions, but he didn't know where to sort it out.

After waking up, Zhao Jueming jumped out of the carriage. The system said that he was afraid to go in to see Gong Jiu because he was afraid of seeing hot eyes, but there was no movement in the house until about a quarter of an hour ago.

In other words, Gong Jiu moaned/groaned and rolled around in the inn for an hour alone.

Zhao Jueming: ...

He didn't dare to imagine what Gong Jiu did by himself. When he woke up Xiao Hei, he mentioned the content of his dream to the system-he and his cousin Taiping were not alone once, on the Mid-Autumn Festival night when he was eight years old. , the two of them once watched the moon behind the rockery.

Cousin Taiping already had Zui Meng Fu Sheng at that time, in other words, Gong Jiu was the person behind the unknown organization and one of the driving forces behind the introduction of Zui Meng Fu Sheng to the Central Plains.

The system has mixed feelings: [He is really... a successful young man. 】

More than a successful young man, he also embarked on a road of no return...

Xiao Hei was awakened, snorted, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes were full of bewilderment.Zhao Jueming stroked its mane, patted it, and said, "Get up first, we will leave after you take your time."

Xiao Hei obeyed and stood up unsteadily.Zhao Jueming thought that the package was still in the hotel room, so he walked around to the window of the room. The window had already run out of life in the fighting at night. He jumped into the room with his breath, and quickly retrieved the package.There was no sound in the corridor, Zhao Jueming looked at the dark corridor, and heard the faint sound of heavy breathing, he jumped out of the window and went back to the stable.

At this time, Xiao Hei was completely awake, refreshed, rubbed Zhao Jueming's hand, and neighed happily, the voice was too loud in the silent night.

Zhao Jueming stroked its mane and led it out of the inn through the back door.

The sky is dimly bright, and it is winter. Looking up from the isolated plain, there is desolation everywhere.

The system asked Zhao Jueming to take the carriage that Gong Jiu was in when he came, and called it compensation for mental damage.

Zhao Jueming didn't listen to it, but took out the silver ticket from the driver and stuffed it into his bosom, patted it, and said to the system: [That's it. 】

The system didn't hesitate to see his smooth flow, and remembered that Zhao Jueming took money from the assassin not long ago, and his mood was complicated: [Back then you were the one who refused to climb over the wall...you have changed. 】

Zhao Jueming corrected: [The nature of the two is different, so don't confuse them. 】

While talking one by one, they were choosing between leaving directly and seeing how Gong Jiu was doing—after all, Gong Jiu was his cousin after all.

The system said: [I know more than you, depending on his situation just now... He, probably, I mean probably, will be dissatisfied. 】

Zhao Jueming humbly asked for advice: 【Then what is his situation?You know a lot... can you tell me? 】

The system became angry from embarrassment: [Shut up!Pay attention to the last sentence!Want dissatisfaction!want!beg!No!Full!If you don’t want to be forced to be—— being pestered to beat him, you just run away! 】

Zhao Jueming shut up obediently. Although he was still very puzzled, the system seldom lied to him. Dang even galloped away, leaving the dilapidated inn on the lonely plain behind.

The rattling of horseshoes brought joy, Zhao Jueming raised his head and looked into the distance, and the doubts that had been buried in his heart for a long time broke out.

A long time ago, when he was King Ding, he said, "Things that you don't think about are not good." Who is that person who drifts with the waves in his dream and has no opinion?

The clouds flowed, the sky was bright, the scenery around him turned into a phantom, and the mountains, rivers and rivers greeted each other.

Zhao Jueming's mood gradually calmed down, and he unknowingly put all his troubles behind him, with a smile on his face.

But when I see the wind and dew and the sky is cold, the mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, I can't hold back my feelings, and I forget everything.

The author has something to say:

System (Life without love): If I am guilty, the law should punish me instead of letting me see this kind of scene.

Xiao Zhao (shocked & curious): Cousin Taiping's hobby...what's the situation?

System (inner os): ...is the kind of situation that should be coded.