Yan Wushi raised his eyebrows: "A Qiao, you who keep your promises so much will never break the contract even if you make such a small request?"

Chen Qiao had an idea: "That was the one that Sect Master Yan said without trust."

Yan Wushi: "How can I be trustless?"

Chen Qiao: "Sect Master Yan has a bad memory. You have said before that as long as you need opponents and no friends, why did I become your best friend in the blink of an eye?"

Yan Wushi smiled and said, "That's not called being untrustful, but the times change. At that time, I did think so, but people's ideas will always change. Could it be that Ah Qiao, when you were three years old, you wouldn't be able to walk on the road when you saw the sugar man, but now when you see the sugar man, you still can't walk on the road?"

Chen Qiao snorted slightly: "I only know that some people do not walk when they see sugar people!"

What he was talking about was exactly what "Xie Ling" happened at that time.

However, Yan Wushi looked surprised and deliberately misinterpreted: "Really, someone is so affectionate? Isn't that suitable for making friends?"

Why is this person so shameless? Anyway, it’s reasonable!

Chen Qiao knew that he could not take advantage of the words, and when he saw the others looking at them, he couldn't help but feel a little hot. He suddenly felt extremely naive and hurriedly lowered his voice: "In the public, Sect Master Yan should be more respectful. If you have any disputes, please go back and talk about it!"

Yan Wushi smiled and said, "I'm just treating you to this spoonful of fish slips, why don't you respect yourself?"

After saying that, he still handed the spoon to Chen Qiao. Chen Qiao avoided it and raised his hand to push it. Yan Wushi didn't see how he moved. When he turned his wrist, the spoon appeared in his other hand in a blink of an eye and handed it to Chen Qiao, obviously he was bound to win.

The two of them had not moved, their sleeves flew, and they had already used several moves in an instant, and everyone was stunned.

Many people still couldn't understand what was going on. Zhao Chiying was hesitating whether to persuade him to fight. Many disciples of Bixia Sect regarded him as a rare learning opportunity and stared at the two of them, fearing that there would be omissions for a moment.

When the two of them had just started, they wanted to get up to dissuade them, but they were caught by Yu Wensong.

"Senior brother might as well take a closer look. Master and Sect Master Yan are just fighting and have not fought. Otherwise, they would have been in a state of upside down at this time. How could they sit down as a mountain?" Yuwen Song said.

Fifteen was worried: "I was obviously fine just now, why did I do it just now?"

Yu Wen Song stared at the two of them and said carelessly: "Maybe Master Yan disliked his master, so he deliberately found fault?"

Shiwu was shocked: "Why does Sect Master Yan dislike Master?"

Yu Wensong was a young man, but he knew half of everything but was puzzled. He couldn't explain why. He shook his head when he heard this: "It seems that he felt neglected by his master just now, so he was not happy."

Fifteen suddenly realized and savored the sentence carefully, but felt that something seemed wrong with it.

The two of them fought each other, and they were very exciting. Everyone was watching them and even forgot the original intention of the two. Yan Wushi held a spoon with one hand and only used his wrists and arms to fight each other. The other hand took advantage of the gap and bounced up the peanuts on the table and attacked the fifteenth.

Seeing this, Chen Qiao naturally wanted to help him block it. His robe sleeves were wide, and he beat and rolled it up, which was wonderful and comfortable, with a unique leisure and freedom that made the viewer uncontrollably relax his body and mind. Not to mention the disciples of Bixia Sect, even Zhao Chiying and Yue Kunchi had a look of admiration on his face.

But at this moment, Yan Wushi had already stretched out his hand to wrap around the other person's waist, and handed the spoon to the other person's mouth. He pointed at a hole in Shen Qiao's back waist. Chen Qiao subconsciously bowed his body to avoid it, and the mouth was out of defense, and a spoonful of fish slipped into his mouth.

The whole movement was done in one go. Before Chen Qiao could take action, Yan Wushi stopped when he saw it was good, and retreated without any hesitation. He smiled and said, "Master Chen is really a quarrel. Since he wants to eat, why should he give up like this? It's so exhausting. Isn't it better to open his mouth early?"

This is simply...!

Chen Qiao swallowed the fish with difficulty, and was swaying between leaving the table in anger and fighting directly with the other party.

The former is rude to the host, while the latter seems to be doing a big deal.

But this is simply... shameless, it is unbearable!

Could it be that I, Chen Qiao, have a bullying face and are played with by you as a plaything?

Chen Qiao looked down, and he was really angry this time.

But he did not have an attack on the spot, because this would make it difficult for Zhao Chiying and the others to do. He nodded and said lightly: "Sect Master Yan is indeed more skilled, and I am not as good as that. Thank you for your advice."

He raised his cup and greeted Zhao Chiying: "Thank you, Sect Master Zhao, for taking care of the fifteenth day of my trip. I am not good at drinking, so I toast Sect Master Zhao with tea instead of wine."

Zhao Chiying glanced at Yan Wushi, who smiled and could not see any joy or anger, which was a little elusive.

She said cheerfully: "Brother Chen, don't be polite. You have great kindness to Bixia Sect and have a close relationship with each other. Don't take it seriously if you are a little bit of a small matter. Don't talk about one fifteen. Even if you have ten more, Bixia Sect can still afford it. If you want to eat, fifteen is smaller than Yexue!"

Shiwu blushed and said, "How can I compare to this? Sister Zhou is older than me!"

Seeing him like this, everyone couldn't help laughing, and the episode just now disappeared.

After the banquet, Chen Qiao, Zhao Chiying and others said goodbye, and took Shiwu and Yu Wensong back to their house to rest.

After relocating them, Chen Qiao returned to the house, but saw someone standing in front of his door.

The moonlight is bright, and the lanterns are erected, which clearly reflects the other side.

Chen Qiao's anger had not yet subsided, and he didn't want to say a word. He thought to himself that I could not afford to offend me, so he turned around and left without saying a word.

But someone moved faster than him. Chen Qiao had just taken a step and his arm was held.

Chen Qiao pulled his hand and stood still, expressionless: "Please respect Master Yan."

Yan Wushi smiled and said, "Are you angry?"

Chen Qiao said nothing.

Yan Wushi: "I'm just teasing you, there's no other malice. If you get angry, I'll apologize to you."

Chen Qiao said in a muffled voice: "I really can't afford to pay for this apology from Sect Master Yan. At first, you said you didn't need friends, and I said I was not qualified to be your friend. I also accepted it. Later, I saved you. It was just because you were closely related to Yuwen Yong. The Zhou Dynasty was stable and the north could be stable. So I thought I was selfless and never asked you to be grateful or rewarded. Since you are well-injured, then you should return to the bridge and return to the road. Sect Master Yan has the Yangguan Road of Sect Master Yan, and the single-plank bridge of Sect Master Yan. I thought I was clean and had nothing. I don't know where it is worthy of Sect Master Yan's eyes and making trouble again and again? Please let Sect Master Yan tell me that I will change it!"

He was greatly influenced by Qi Fengge. In addition, he was kind and generous by nature and treated others with mercy. He was always willing to get along with others with the greatest kindness and kindness. Even if he had a deep hatred, he would harm him like Yu Ai. After Chen Qiao was sad and angry, he never gritted his teeth day and night, thinking about how to make the other party unlucky.

Only Yan Wushi, after falling off the cliff, the fate of the two was entangled. The grudges and grievances were not something that could be explained simply. But once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the ropes for ten years. Chen Qiao really wanted to avoid him. He was invisible. Unexpectedly, things went against his wishes. Until now, he didn't understand that there were thousands of people in the world who were better and more beautiful than Chen Qiao, and thousands of people who were miserable than Chen Qiao. Why did Yan Wushi just hold on to him?

With the long-term unpleasant backlog, a feeling of almost grievance suddenly surged in my heart, but I couldn't say it.

Chen Qiao felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

In Yan Wushi's eyes, this aggrieved and depressed expression was very cute, and the original curve of his lips, which was originally full of interest, was unknowingly stained with the tenderness of the moon.

But this gentleness was invisible, so Chen Qiao naturally didn't see it either.

"I don't have any difficulties with you. If you really want to make things difficult for you, there are more ruthless means. Why do you have to make such a harmless joke?"

Chen Qiaobo was furious: "How is this called "Wu Shaoya"? In the public eye, you, you..."

He was angry and felt a little silly for a moment, but he couldn't continue to speak.

Yan Wushi burst into laughter: "Okay, can't I compensate you? Don't be angry, or I personally cook a bowl of soup for you?"

Chen Qiao turned his head: "No need!"

Yan Wushi pulled him up: "Even if the words I said in the past hurt your heart, there is no way. The words I said are like water splashed out and will never be taken back. I can't be the attitude of those children who regret it. You are a master of Taoism. Will you still be like ordinary people, obsessed with the past and persistently? Others say that Taoist Shen is generous and does not care about the past. Why are you so special to me? Is this the legendary fate?"

Chen Qiao smiled angrily: "It's a bad fate!"

Yan Wushi didn't think it was: "Whether bad fate or good fate, both sides of the world are fate. Your Taoist sect talks about fate, but why did it come to you, but you don't know how to let it go."

Chen Qiao: "In my opinion, you shouldn't be called Yan Wushi."

Yan Wushi: "What's that called?"

Chen Qiao sneered: "There is always reasonable, and there is no matter how far and right!"

Yan Wushi laughed.
Chapter completed!