Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

The beauty of the morning moon was the most beautiful he had ever seen.

Since he left Shaolin, he has traveled around the world and met many beautiful women.

But Chen Yue's beauty is unique.

He was afraid that he would be tempted, so he didn't even dare to look.

"Don't lie to me."

Chen Yue said, "Generally speaking, practicing internal energy involves either sitting in meditation or breathing in and out. It's nothing as bizarre as yours."

"I practice the Tianzhu Qigong."

"you do not understand."

Dabei still didn't look up and continued to do his own thing.

And to avoid confusion after looking up.

He adjusted to a new posture.

"whee……"

"Are you so afraid of a prostitute like me?"

Chen Yue continued to tease.

Dabei didn't reply.

Because he knew that the famous prostitute in front of him, who was famous in Beijing but only sold her art and smiles but not her body, was actually Wan Sanqian's concubine and the exclusive plaything of the richest man in the world.

"Even you are afraid of me."

"How boring."

Chen Yue suddenly lost interest and returned to her room.

A sense of loss welled up in Dabei's heart.

Wan Sanqian, who witnessed all this, did not stop it and had a half-smile on his face.

"A tired toy, exchanged for a future master of the weapon spectrum."

"This business seems to be going well."

Wan Sanqian was in a heavy mood.

to him.

There is nothing in this world that cannot be traded.

Even propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame are the same.

If the transaction fails, it means that the price you offered is not enough.

At this time.

The housekeeper brought a letter.

After reading half of the article, Wan Sanqian's eyes narrowed and he was filled with murderous intent.

But he finally controlled his emotions, read the whole thing carefully, and even read it again.

Then destroy the secret letter on the spot.

"Pass the order."

"Qi Di will never come back. Let's completely eliminate him."

Wan Sanqian then added, "Also, contact Qi Tian, the Valley Master of the God-Forging Valley, for me. I want to talk to him."

"Yes."

The butler remembered Wan Sanqian's instructions.

But before he could leave, Wan Sanqian said, "Please invite Chief Escort Lin from the Fuwei Escort Agency. I want to host a banquet for them, the master and his apprentice."

"As ordered."

The butler waited for a moment.

Without further instructions, he retreated respectfully.

Three thousand is not boring.

He slowly pulled out a secret book from the treasure chest and hid it with him.

This is his bargaining chip.

It is also a treasure intended to attract Lin Zhongxiong.

It has a very prominent name:

One Yang finger.

Two days later.

In the Qinyun Cottage in Huashan.

The soft sound of the piano spread.

The roaring fire brought some warmth to the place.

At least I don’t feel the coldness of winter.

"Give."

Yue Buqun handed over the warm wine.

Lin Shiyin ended the song just in time.

Lin Shiyin asked curiously, "Why are you free to come to my place today?"

They are rarely alone.

Whenever they met in the past, Bai Feifei was always there.

"Because you don't have class today."

"And I brought something you like."

Yue Buqun was inspired to "compose" a new song yesterday.

Sharing happiness with others is worse than enjoying it alone.

He took the time to bring the new music.

"It's you."

Lin Shiyin was happy.

Even though I gave her flowers, treasures and martial arts, she was not happy.

But the music is different.

It's just what she's interested in.

What's more, this is a new song with a specially customized flavor.

"Don't be in a hurry to read it."

Yue Buqun shouted to stop and pointed at the wine.

Lin Shiyin picked it up.

The temperature is just right.

If you drink it after reading it, it will be cold.

After feeling Yue Buqun's attentiveness, Lin Shiyin tasted it with satisfaction.

“Very fragrant rice wine.”

“The taste is very pure, I like it very much.”

Lin Shiyin used to like drinking peach blossom wine, osmanthus wine and the like.

But somehow, I gradually fell in love with rice wine, which has a purer taste and a slightly sweet flavor.

Especially in the cold winter, it is nice to enjoy a cup like this while listening to piano music.

It couldn't be happier.

At this moment.

She felt filled with happiness.

Maybe I want to preserve this beauty.

Or maybe I want to continue this rare time alone.

Lin Shiyin asked: "When will Uncle Master and Senior Brother come back?"

“I had already returned.”

"But the Hengshan incident forced them to wait and see for a while longer."

Yue Buqun answered simply.

But very detailed.

"That's it."

Lin Shiyin asked, "Can the two nuns from Hengshan extend Emperor Hongzhi's life?"

"Here."

Yue Buqun took out the intelligence delivered this morning from his pocket.

Then he started to cook wine.

"It's reasonable that Cao Zhengchun was assassinated."

"The assassin leader is suspected to be the Iron-hearted Divine Marquis Zhu Wusi. No wonder."

"Hengshan said that among the assassins was Abbot Mingkong of Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai. How is that possible?"

Lin Shiyin read out the contents of the secret letter one by one.

to the end.

Lin Shiyin saw Hengshan's confusion.

Because they now seem to be aiding and abetting the evil.

But they had no choice and were kidnapped purely indirectly.

"In fact, the best way is to make Emperor Hongzhi wake up."

"Even extending my life for a few more years."

Yue Buqun has his own plans.

Seeing Lin Shiyin's worry, he confided, "I recently asked Senior Brother Cong to go on a trip. I plan to trade some pill formulas with the famous murderous doctor Ping Yizhi. If this goes through, it will help Hengshan solve its urgent problem."

"No wonder I haven't seen Senior Brother Cong recently."

Lin Shiyin suddenly realized.

"Luoyang is not far from Huashan."

"As long as everything goes well, you can be back in five days."

There was a hint of regret in Yue Buqun's answer.

Originally they could exchange medical experiences...

But because of Ping Yizhi's identity as a demon cultist.

As a result, the two sides have never communicated.

A bunch of trivial things.

Communicate in detail.

There were no conflicts or disagreements, and the two of them just enjoyed their wine.

Wasting the worthless time in winter.