[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

Jiang Yuan raised his eyes, and the young man in brocade in front of him was too close. With his long hair that was slightly parted due to his quick movements, he felt the intertwined breathing and the rise and fall of his chest under his pale skin.

Unlike Jiang Yuan's flustered response, his black hair was neatly tied in a jade crown, his fair face was gentle and calm, and his pair of peach blossom eyes did not carry a hint of romance, but they were indeed Gentle and handsome, as far as the eye can see, it seems to be the reflection of a new branch that hangs quietly by the lake in April and has not yet opened. You can't tell what it means, but you just know that this person has gentle eyebrows and eyes, but they are actually untouchable.

And such an outstanding appearance, I'm afraid it will make women feel ashamed. Even though his features are out of the market, he has a leisurely temperament and arrogance that does not come from the heart, and he has long been unable to arouse the jealousy of mediocrity.Jiang Yuan was amazed by this kind of people, and thinking about it for a while, since he came to this world, it is not only this person who has amazed him.

He was a little stunned, if he didn't meet again at this time after many years, the coldness of the sword would reduce his helplessness, he could temporarily escape the confusion of thoughts and unspeakable cowardice, and only concentrate on the killing situation in front of him.

Jiang Yuan laughed, but it wasn't the tentative and alienated look he greeted from a long distance away.

"Master Luo, what is the purpose of this move?"

His dagger rested on the man's waist, but the man's long sword lay across his neck.He originally lost this move, but Jiang Yuan or Jiang Banri remembered that many years ago, at least, his killing skills were better than Ah Nuan's.It's just that he had to be a little annoyed because of his messy memory and hastily responded, but he lost the uneasiness and resentment caused by speculation about Wen Shijiu on the way here.

Why did Wen Nineteen, such a smart person, use the most unflattering method?But after thinking about it, what kind of person is worthy of such a smart person, who has tried so hard to please him.

His thoughts drifted too far, and the person in front of him was always unable to attract his vigilance, so he unconsciously sighed, but it caused the calm Luo Qiunuan to be puzzled for a moment.

"I don't know why, but I can attract Luo Qiunuan from Kuzhilou to kill me in person." After Jiang Yuan said this, he showed some doubts.

"That's the original intention." When Luo Qiunuan said this, her brows and eyes were as gentle as ever, as if she had said to an old friend that she hadn't seen him for a long time, with a sense of tranquility and peace. "I just changed my mind."

Jiang Yuan withdrew his dagger, the wind by the lake was a bit strong, blowing Luo Qiunuan's brocade robe, the moon white was like a ball when looking up at the starry night.Struggling out from the branches, the sharp and straight moonlight looked cleaner and cooler than the round in the lake.

Luo Qiunuan put the sword into the scabbard, and picked up his too delicate silk fan again.

"It's just that one of my friends is too self-willed, so I have to burden Mr. Jiang again." Luo Qiunuan sat down again, and the boat had slipped to a secluded place. The big boat and small boat in Suizhou Pavilion in the distance in the lake looked like a The branch was inadvertently shaken by the golden steps of the woman who fell on the ground, with bits of broken gold, jewels, shining dazzlingly, but when viewed from a distance, it made people who were staring at that place in the quiet night at the other end feel a little lonely.

Luo Qiunuan raised her eyes, her gaze was like water, wondering if she was in the same state of mind as Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan stared at Luo Qiunuan's paler and lighter pupils, perhaps drifting into the snow that fell on the lake in the deep winter and early spring of Kuzhilou year after year, so confused that he didn't know what to ask for.

"It's like you and I are both in the pavilion at the moment, where we are going is invisible, but we have to leave anyway. It's just that sometimes we take a step forward, and the rain is falling all over our body, but we don't know it. The disciple I saw in the alley, I think the young master also has something. guess."

When Luo Qiunuan said this, he glanced at the embankment in the distance. Compared with the sparkling light in the lake, the lights there seemed dim, and the figures were vague and unreal.

Jiang Yuan naturally had some guesses. Even though he didn't have this part of memory at the time, he didn't know who the woman was, and he didn't even have any basis, but he was sure that he was not the only one in Suizhou City who had such a guess.Sitting in the position of head of a faction, the head of Feng was very energetic when he was young, but now he is naturally not a man of temperament.A male-favorite, if it weren't for the many secrets of this person, why bother to lose face and become a laughingstock.There are so many beauties in the world, the more surreptitious a person like Mo Hu Mo is, the more he will cherish his life.If this person was not involved so much that he was the lifeline of some high-ranking people, how could he have attracted Mo Humo to kill him on purpose, and how could he have attracted the wrath of Head Feng.

Coupled with the fact that Sui Guangmen's disciple who had been murdered long ago but didn't cause any trouble and has a close relationship with Fengzongmen, the more unpredictable the incident, the more people will become suspicious.

Naturally, he also knows that if everything is involved in the bitterness, if ordinary people get involved too deeply, it will be extremely dangerous.Even when he was Jiang Banri, he never saw it all.

"Other people's fate is nothing more than the fate of others. A poor wanderer like me naturally doesn't have the energy to get involved. It's not like Mr. Wen. I don't think I'm smart. To the door. It’s just that your Excellency said so, it must be that I have already been in it, and there is no way out.”

He didn't know why he was involved in this turmoil in the Jianghu. He didn't know the origin of this body, and naturally he didn't know what this body was carrying in this killing round. As for Zhilou's identity, he even sank to the bottom of the water, and couldn't even see the ripples on the water surface clearly.

"However, in addition to other people's troubles, Mr. Jiang himself has caused a lot of troubles. Not to mention that Mo Hu Mo is afraid to come looking for you. That day in Qinfang, although Mr. Jiang killed Gu Xiaoyao and his husband Jing Wu, But someone will come looking for you."

Jing Wu.

That day in the piano shop, he knew that Wen Nineteen wanted to buy a piano to give to Chun Jian as an excuse, and when he got inside, Wen Nineteen turned around and was about to leave. The piano shop's many arrangements formed a formation of its own, the dense strings in the shop, and the strange fragrance that suddenly emanated from the woman's body, if you touch it, you will die. If it weren't for Jiang's half-day instinct, the two of them would have died there.

But Jing Wu was also quite a strange person in Jiang's half-day memory.Jing Wu's original name was Jing Wu, and he was originally the favorite student of an elder of the Dancheng School.Jing Wu himself had a good friendship with Su Haokun, the later head of the Dancheng School, but for some reason, he never came back after going down the mountain once.The disciple who went with him only brought back a letter stating that he was in love with a woman and couldn't bear to demote her to be a concubine.Su Haokun and the Dancheng faction naturally regarded it as a scandal, but at that time, there were many good people in the Jianghu who regarded it as a romantic talk, which spread for a while.

Looking at it now, it was only at that time that someone in the arena was secretly accumulating energy.

Luo Qiunuan suddenly said again: "It's almost the beginning of summer. Your Excellency and I hit it off right away, and your Excellency is just like an old friend of mine. You are vacillating, so stable but unwilling to back down. What was supposed to come will always come. , the young master went to Qing'an to wait, after all, he could still come later, if he escaped by luck, on the day of Lixia, he could drink a glass of wine in the Kuzhilou, that would be my thanks, how about it?"

Wen Nineteen was sitting on a high place drinking.

Jae Ye was on the sidelines, holding melons and fruits attentively, saying a few words from time to time.

"Young master, why don't you stay in Zhao's mansion for a few days, the city of Suizhou is not peaceful now."

"Suizhou is not peaceful, but Zhao's residence is not peaceful either." Wen Nineteen laughed, "I don't know what kind of important person is coming. Zhao Chu doesn't touch the ground all day. I can't help him, and I don't want to bother him. The past few days have finally taken a rest, I know that the distinguished guests are afraid they will arrive soon, so I don't want to wander around the Zhao residence, so I naturally want to come outside."

Wen Nineteen took a sip of wine while talking, hugged the boy to his chest, rubbed the top of his head, and joked:

"Are you afraid that my son will stay here and trouble you?"

"How could it be, the young master is a small benefactor, how could he find him troublesome. What about the young master who is with the young master? Some people heard that he is the servant of Young Master Zhao Chu, and his appearance is so extraordinary. I'm asking."

Wen Nineteen laughed even more happily, his chest rose and fell, and he let go of the boy. "He's not a guest of Zhao's office, he just lives in Zhao's mansion like me to pass the time. He left yesterday due to business."

Jaeno nodded thoughtfully, and ruffled his messy hair.

"My lord, I have to go back to work earlier, so I won't be with you. Next time, I will give you a taste of the most precious wine that the shopkeeper brought you."

Wen Nineteen waved his hand, propped his elbows on the tiles of the roof, nodded and watched Jae Ye leave, thinking that it might be time for Zhao Chu to come back, he turned over and jumped off.

The young man flew to the ground, just in front of a young woman who was walking with a basket, maybe it was a maid from some family, combing her buns, and let out a short cry of surprise, Wen Nineteen reacted and rushed at her Showing a slightly drunken smile, the little girl suddenly became shy, pink dyed her thin white neck, and ran away in a hurry.

Wen Nineteen laughed again, and was about to turn around when he stopped suddenly.

He threw away the jug in his hand, and the fan painted with splashed ink landscape unfolded with a sound.

"When we met for the first time, I will not have time to ask you about your noble character in the future. Mo Humo." The thin scholar opposite smiled gracefully, with a stone hairpin tied up. He stood in the shadows, his poisoned eyes were like those in the deep alleyway that night before. The thick smell of blood, through the plastered brick wall, locked the two in this murderous alley.

"I'm afraid you don't need to know my name anymore." Wen Nineteen didn't panic, he swayed his fan, looked up at the moonlight tonight, and said calmly: "The murderous intention today lies with you, Brother Mo, but with you It doesn't matter below."

It's another gentle village full of soft pink and black paper on spring notes, but at this moment, only Wen Shijiu is alone.

I don't know how lucky Wen Nineteen is. He is obviously the only person in the rumors who can catch eyes with lightness kung fu, but he has held up many moves under Mo Humo's hands. The man who had been hiding for a long time appeared, and before Mo Humo could use the poison in the future, he swung his sword sharply and forced the man back.

Chun Jian has a lot of questions, even though they have been friends for many years, they can't always figure out how a person like Wen Nineteen is willing to hurt himself for such a trivial matter:

"That Mr. Jiang is so soft-hearted, how can he beat you."

"If he originally came to kill Mo Humo, then Wen Mou was lucky; if he was going to kill me, then Mo Humo was unlucky, and he blocked the bad luck for me. These few times, After all, it should be paid back.”

After Chun Jian finished cooking for him, she pulled up his sleeves, thinking that Mr. Jiang is always a little transparent, and finally did not kill Mo Humo, so he left a clue, so while tidying his clothes, he said:

"Then what are you going to do in the future? I didn't expect a smart person like you to make such a move. Don't blame me for being stupid and ignorant, because what you said is really not a common guess. I knew it a few days ago. You accepted the entrustment of the young master of Kuzhilou. Now that you come here, I think you have agreed to more than one family. If Mr. Luo hadn't killed Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang would have to seek revenge from you. I'm afraid you shouldn't Regret to have caused such a mess, and now the people in Luo Qiu Nuanli have indeed left him a way out, but you seem to be more satisfied."

"You are so smart, how can you not understand?"

Wen Nineteen smiled, played with his fan, and lied on the woman's steaming embroidered couch wantonly.

"He is afraid that there will be other troubles at this time, but he won't come to me in a short time."

When he said this, he didn't know where he was looking. Chun Jian combed his black hair that fell behind his head, and his brown eyelashes fell on his face. He didn't change his fake face for many days, but he hated himself, and never had the heart to blame him for anything.