C14

The people of the pugilistic world had gone crazy because of Ye Xiaotian. It was because of the Baishan Map in his hand, and now it was because of the Bright Moon Tavern.

On the deserted road, a horse carriage was slowly walking.

"Young master, where are we going?" A young girl's voice came from the carriage.

The driver picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, "To find a friend. "

The carriage was filled with smoke and dust. These two people were Ye Xiaotian and Sheng Qingmann.

At sunset, there was a hint of red in the sky.

The carriage stopped at the foot of a mountain.

Sheng Qingmann stuck her head out to look around and asked, "Young Master, have we arrived?"

"Yes. " Ye Xiaotian said with a smile.

The scenery on the mountain was very beautiful. There was a stone staircase extending between the trees. It was green on both sides. Occasionally, wild rabbits would appear.

Ye Xiaotian walked up the stairs with a smile on his face. He knew how interesting the person he was about to meet was.

The mountain was not very tall. Of course, it did not take much time. Ordinary people could finish walking in an hour, but Ye Xiaotian walked for four hours. He was smiling more and more along the way, but Qingmann looked more and more confused.

Finally, Ye Xiaotian reached the top of the mountain, but the night was already dark. The moon was high in the sky, and there were stars flickering faintly.

Borrowing the moonlight, Qingmann could vaguely see what the top of the mountain looked like.

The top of the mountain was bare, but there was a thatched hut in the middle.

It gave people a feeling of boredom and boredom.

Qingmann had already thought of Ye Xiaotian's friend's appearance. He must be a recluse expert who was indifferent to the mundane world.

She saw this person, but she was a little unwilling to believe her eyes.

The person who opened the door was still holding a drumstick in his hand. His mouth was full of grease, and he was wearing a long white robe. There was a blue field jade tied around his waist, and he had a wretched look on his face.

"Aiyo, isn't this Mr Ye? What kind of wind is blowing you here? Why didn't you inform me in advance and ask me to welcome you?" His spittle almost hit Ye Xiaotian's face, making Sheng Qingmann, who was watching from the side, feel frightened.

"I should have welcomed Mr Ye's presence, but the place is too small, and it is difficult for Mr Ye to lower his status. Why don't we come again another day?" After saying that, he prepared to close the door.

Sheng Qingmann looked at him blankly, as if she had yet to react. Why was this person in front of her a friend of Young Master Ye? Countless questions flashed across her mind.

"Hey, wait," Ye Xiaotian held the door with one hand and said with a smile, "I'm already here, so why don't you invite me in?"

The man's face instantly collapsed. He also put down the drumstick in his hand. With a bitter face, he cried, "Can't we really come again another day?" His voice carried a bit of desire.

"No. " Ye Xiaotian answered very straightforwardly and smiled very happily.

"You devil. " The man lowered his head like a deflated balloon and opened the door.

When he saw Sheng Qingmann, his eyes immediately lit up. He threw away the drumstick in his hand and wiped his hands on his body. He put away the wretched look on his face and put on a stern face. He cupped his hands and said. "May I know the name of the young lady?"

Sheng Qingmann was speechless. Fortunately, she saw the previous image. Otherwise, she would have been deceived by his appearance. At this moment, the man was completely different from before. Now, he was already an elegant young master.

"Haha, she is my maidservant. " Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh.

The man's face instantly turned red, and Sheng Qingmann's face also turned slightly red.

"Hmph, you have quite a good fortune with women. Why do all beauties like to stick to you?" The man muttered softly.

"Why are you jealous?" Ye Xiaotian had excellent hearing and asked jokingly.

"I, the dignified Qing Loongcang, have roamed the Jianghu and countless girls have gone crazy for me. Why should I be jealous of you?" Qing Loongcang tilted his eyes and looked at Ye Xiaotian.

Sheng Qingmann instantly felt that the person in front of her was very tall, but his eyes betrayed him.

"Haha, yes, yes. " Ye Xiaotian smiled and nodded.

"When did you take in a maid?" Qing Loongcang did not want to stay on this question for too long. He looked at Sheng Qingmann and asked.

"Not long ago. " Ye Xiaotian said casually.

Seeing that Ye Xiaotian was unwilling to talk about it, Azure Dragon Shang did not ask any further.

The layout of the thatched house was very simple. There was a bed, a table, and not even a stool. What could be seen at a glance was the wine jar facing the corner of the wall. There were a total of fifteen jars.

Qing Loongcang looked at Ye Xiaotian who was staring at his jar of wine. He couldn't help but feel proud of himself, "These fifteen jars of wine are definitely the last fifteen jars in the world. "

"Oh? I would like to hear the details. " Ye Xiaotian asked curiously.

"Have you heard of the smoked dragon grass?" Qing Loongcang became serious.

"Never heard of it. " Ye Xiaotian shook his head.

"Legend has it that the smoked dragon grass can only survive in the depths of the desert. It is absolutely impossible to find it in the Central Plains. When the foreigners offered it up, the smoked dragon grass was brewed into wine, but because the smoked dragon grass was extremely rare, So, there are only sixteen pots. As for the old man in the Imperial Palace, he drank one jar by himself, and the remaining fifteen jars were placed in the tribute yard. The tribute yard is heavily guarded, and ordinary people can't even get close to it. " Qing Loongcang stared at the fifteen jars of wine. He spoke slowly.

"But, they never thought that there would be another Pirate Saint in the Jianghu. " Ye Xiaotian looked at Qing Loongcang with a smile on his face.

"Haha!" Qing Loongcang also laughed out loud.

Only Sheng Qingmann was confused.

"Qingmann, do you know who he is?" Ye Xiaotian pointed at Qing Loongcang and asked.

Without waiting for Sheng Qingmann to answer Ye Xiaotian, he continued, "Ever since the Xuan Yi Pavilion made a Hidden Ranking, the ranking on the Hidden Ranking has changed very frequently, but the top five have never changed. I happen to be ranked fifth. And this person is the fourth Hidden Ranking, Pirate Saint Qing Loongcang. "

Sheng Qingmann had a look of disbelief on her face. This seemingly unreliable person was actually the fourth Hidden Ranking. She had already seen Ye Xiaotian's strength. Despite being seriously injured, he still killed Du Jiuniang with a single strike. The strength of Qing Loongcang, who was above him, was even more unimaginable.

"What bullshit Hidden Ranking? Am I ranked fourth in terms of martial arts stronger than him?" Qing Loongcang said with a sneer.

"However, there are no more than five people in the martial arts world who can kill me. " A smile bloomed on his face.

"Hey, you are so disloyal. You actually stole my wine while I was talking. " Just as Qing Loongcang was boldly saying those words, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ye Xiaotian, who had already opened the lid of the wine jar. He took a step forward and snatched the wine from Ye Xiaotian's hand.

"You don't know how to drink. It's such a waste to let you drink this kind of good wine. " Qing Loongcang said with a displeased expression.

"The Mountains and Seas once formed a road together, and never separated from each other. " Ye Xiaotian put on a stern face and recited a poem. Qing Loongcang's face became even more bitter. He forced a smile and said, "I mean, how can a jug of wine be enough for you to drink?" His tone was very unwilling.

"Haha, you are so loyal. I will give that jar to you. " After he finished speaking, he opened another jar and raised his head to take a big swig.

Qing Loongcang immediately revealed a painful expression. He wanted to cry but had no choice but to laugh. Sheng Qingmann looked at him and giggled.

With the depression in her heart, she desperately drank the wine. The more she drank, the less depressed she felt. After all, she drank it.

Although he thought this way, he felt a little drunk after half a jar.

He casually put down the wine jar and saw Ye Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, in a daze.

"Hey, you still want to drink my wine? Just your alcohol tolerance. " Qing Loongcang showed a disdainful smile and then fell to the ground as well.

Only Sheng Qingmann, who had an innocent look on her face, was left. She could only throw the two drunkards on the ground onto the bed by herself.

That night, Ye Xiaotian slept very soundly. When he woke up in a trance, Qing Loongcang's legs were still on his body. Sheng Qingmann was lying on the table and resting.

A faint smile flashed across his face. Perhaps only in this place would he not have to worry about the disturbance in the martial world. Only now would he truly relax.

He gently pushed open the door and walked out of the house.