"The position of the leader of the martial arts world should have fallen into the hands of that guy."

"Of course, he has been looking forward to this position for a long time."

On a cruise ship in Jiangnan, a group of people were drinking and talking in a low voice.

"In fact, he is the only one who has enough reputation and influence. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid no one else could be found."

"In that case, will no one mention what happened ten years ago?" Suddenly someone asked softly.

His words seemed to have mentioned something bad, and the boat instantly became quiet.

After a long time, someone chuckled.

"How is it possible."

"Ten years ago, didn't nothing happen?"

...

"This is the wine I have sealed for three years."

Ji Yihan said when he saw the woman in front of him sitting next to her.

She took out a small cup and poured him a glass of wine.

"The wine may be a little strong, but it is very useful for relieving boredom. Please drink it."

Ji Yihan looked at the shopkeeper in front of him. Her hair hung down low, revealing half of her face.

The shopkeeper was a very beautiful woman.

In addition to the bottle of wine, there was also a pile of salted peanuts on the tray.

"I don't have that much money." Ji Yihan lowered his head and said, "I only have enough to pay for a glass of wine."

"It doesn't matter." The shopkeeper smiled.

"Just owe it to me and pay it back later."

The conversation between the two was particularly calm.

Ji Yihan wanted to ask the shopkeeper why she thought he could pay her back in the future. In fact, he has always been too poor and just lived one day at a time.

Why did the shopkeeper have such confidence in him?

Ji Yihan himself is a person who takes

things as they come. To him, there is nothing in this world that he particularly cares about.

If he has ten cents on him, he will use all of it to buy wine, and will not consider how to live the rest of his life.

In fact, a large number of people in the martial arts world are the same as him, because this is a place where there is no tomorrow after today.

"That knife."

Li Qi said to Chu Changzui beside him while washing vegetables in the kitchen.

"It used to be Ji Wuming's knife."

"Ji Wuming?" Chu Changzui, who was originally quietly preparing to listen to the story, suddenly widened his eyes.

"Wait, is this knife his?"

"Yes."

The sound of washing vegetables continued in the room for a while, and Chu Changzui's shocked voice came again, "Then that person, could it be Ji Wuming's son?"

"Maybe."

Li Qi put the vegetables aside, "But I haven't heard that he has a son. When I met him, he was already famous all over the world, but I was still a nobody."

"How could Ji Wuming's son fall to this point?" Chu Changzui seemed very puzzled.

"His set of swordsmanship is extremely terrifying. In all these years, I have only seen his set of swordsmanship that the more painful it is for the person practicing the sword, the stronger the skill becomes."

Chu Changzui couldn't help but think of a person's shadow in his mind.

——Ji Wuming.

Many years ago, he was an ordinary person, but after his wife died, his power increased greatly and he became the most terrifying swordsman in the world at that time.

Everyone said that he had a particularly terrifying swordsmanship, but almost no one was interested in his swordsmanship.

Because his swordsmanship was very evil, so evil that ordinary people could not resist it.

Rumor has it that only those who have experienced the deepest love and hatred can increase their power greatly, which is why only after Ji Wuming's wife died, his strength increased rapidly.

Although such a skill is indeed very powerful, most people would not hope to suffer the same setbacks and pain as him.

I wonder if this can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, Li Qi thought.

He thought of his parents who died for various reasons, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

"But no matter what, Ji Wuming's son is too..." Chu Changzui's words were interrupted by Li Qi before he could finish.

"That's not bad. At least, it means his son didn't suffer the same injuries as him. Isn't that good?"

Feng Qing looked at the man lying on the table with a little embarrassment.

She didn't expect that this big brother who looked like he could finish two bottles of Shaodao in one gulp was knocked down by her with just one glass of wine.

His alcohol tolerance is not good.

Feng Qing shook her head and wanted to go upstairs to get some sobering medicine for this big brother, but before she could leave, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

This almost scared Feng Qing.

"Why is the inn so quiet today?" A man who was in charge of monitoring Feng Qing outside the room curiously poked his head in to take a look.

Then, he saw a man he had never seen before lying on the table of the inn, and his hand was tightly holding the hand of the shopkeeper.

The man's heart shuddered suddenly.

What's going on?

He intuitively realized that the man in the room seemed to have an unusual relationship with the shopkeeper, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only cover his mouth secretly and pretend that he had noticed nothing.

But that kid looked like he had never seen him before, so what kind of relationship could he have with the shopkeeper?

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a very complicated expression on the shopkeeper's face.

What a complex expression that was? It was so complex that the man almost thought it was an illusion.

However, this expression only lasted for a second and then disappeared quickly.

…Feng Qing listened with a complicated expression to the drunken words of the hero behind her.

Generally speaking, people say that the truth comes out when one is drunk. Feng Qing actually likes to read martial arts novels where heroes are drunk. After all,

the hero is drunk, and then reveals a vulnerable expression that he would never show normally, and then mutters about his former lover. This scene really pokes at Feng Qing's XP system.

Then, she got what she wanted and saw the scene of the hero getting drunk in front of her.

This big brother, in a deep and decadent voice, said something softly.

Feng Qing didn't hear clearly at first, so she deliberately moved closer to listen.

In fact, this hero looks quite ordinary, and can only be described as handsome. He is not comparable to the handsome doctor Feng Qing met some time ago. But for some reason, his voice is particularly deep.

It is a voice that can sink into people's hearts.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Qing's heart trembled slightly, and a warm wind with a slight smell of alcohol came over with a low voice.

At that moment, Feng Qing was also wondering, how can someone have such a nice voice when drunk.

Could it be that this is the hero?

At that moment, Feng Qing felt that he was the legendary heroine, and was confessing something to the hero behind him.

Just when Feng Qing was dizzy, her heart was pounding, and even her brain was a little unclear, she suddenly heard what the man was saying.

"I'm so tired."

"Huh?"

Feng Qing leaned over again.

Ji Yihan turned over and said, "Oh, why didn't I listen to my friends and go back to the countryside to farm, hulu hulu..."

"..."

Feng Qing suspected that she had heard it wrong, so she leaned over to listen again.

Then she heard Ji Yihan muttering again, "With money, I can build two small houses, and then, hulu hulu, marry a wife, and have two children, a boy and a girl."

Ji Yihan was really drunk at this time, his little face was red.

There was an inexplicable joy on his face, and this feeling always made Feng Qing feel that he shouldn't be in such a place.

- Yes, that's right.

Ji Yihan, who usually pretends to be a decent person in front of others, actually has a secret that is hard to reveal.

He is a salted fish.

A salted fish that you can't tell from his appearance.

Ji Yihan is different from all kinds of people in the world. When everyone is desperately fighting for power, he suddenly becomes open-minded.

In fact, Ji Yihan's childhood life cannot be considered too perfect. His mother died early, and his father was a half-crazy man who liked to kill people. However, Ji Yihan was able to develop such a Buddhist character, which must be said to be another level of talent.

His family martial arts is a kind of evil martial arts. The more pain a person suffers, the stronger it becomes. However, Ji Yihan saw through the nature of this martial arts a long time ago.

It is just garbage.

So Ji Yihan has never been interested in promoting this martial arts. His father is a swordsman known to everyone in the martial arts world, and he is just an ordinary pawn.

No one knows what Ji Yihan's goal in life is.

He hopes to just eat and wait for death until the end of the world.

But Ji Yihan looks like a serious hero. He is not particularly handsome or imposing. Just let people know at a glance that he is a wandering man.

That kind of serious and earnest face, with his nerves tense at all times and places, as if licking blood on the edge of a knife.

This is the only talent that Ji Yihan's father left him.

Anyway, judging from his appearance, ordinary people can't discover Ji Yihan's secret.

Unless, he is drunk.

Feng Qing listened to a lot of the hero's mumblings, and then silently pulled her hand out of his hand.

Then, she went to the side to find a tissue, and wiped every detail of her fingers clean bit by bit.

As she wiped, Feng Qing's tears that belonged to a girl fell.

- Don't say such words that are too social animals! It will really make people lose their heads in a second!

Give it back to her! Give her back the glorious hero in her heart!

Feng Qing never thought that the first hero she met and could communicate with in her life would be such a person.

And why did she say such terrible words in such a nice voice?

Even if the voice was a little duller, she would not be so disappointed!

Feng Qing was as sad as a squirrel that lost its pine cone.

She almost rubbed her hands off, and the person behind her was still chattering. Feng Qing was too sad. When she heard the voice of the person behind her, she did not turn around to look at him, but said sadly:

"There is sobering soup on the table, drink it. Oh, by the way, there is also a plate of peanuts, you can drink it with that."

Ji Yihan heard the instructions of the shopkeeper in a daze, and then touched the sobering soup and peanuts on the table and ate them.

The sobering soup tasted very sour, but the peanuts tasted good. Ji Yihan didn't remember what he was doing at the time, but he thought the peanuts tasted good.

But they were too hard, and he seemed unable to bite them.

Feng Qing finally slowed down, turned around, and saw that the elder brother had a happy look on his face.

According to the messy things that the elder brother had just muttered, Feng Qing knew that this brother seemed to have been poor for a long time, and it was estimated that he would not have many chances to fall asleep in such a warm house.

It would be better to carry the elder brother upstairs, in case he gets drunk and goes crazy downstairs.

Feng Qing couldn't lift the elder brother either.

She shouted upstairs, "Li Qi, Xingxing, help carry the person."

Then, Feng Qing took the dishes back to the kitchen to wash them.

Li Qi took Feng Xiruo downstairs.

When he came to this person, Li Qi deliberately looked at him a few more times, and Feng Xiruo was a little surprised.

He deliberately said in a joking tone, "Is this man some kind of important person? Why do you look at him so much?"

"He's not a big shot yet." Li Qi didn't say anything, but just carried Ji Yihan up by himself and walked upstairs.

Not yet...what does this mean? Feng Xiruo felt that Li Qi had something else in his words, but he didn't ask too many questions.

Before leaving, he turned around and looked at the wine on the table, and sighed.

"What kind of wine is this? It smells so good."

Feng Qing had already washed the dishes in the kitchen, and ate all the peanuts and other things cleanly, but there was still half a bottle of wine left.

She felt a little distressed, and thought to herself, why not learn from the ancients and see if burying the wine in a jar can preserve it for a longer time?

Feng Qing was about to go out to find a jar, but suddenly saw Xiaobai standing at the door, with his hands behind his back, and asked obediently, "Boss, can you teach me how to use that thing now?"

"Oh, right, I almost forgot." Feng Qing turned around and remembered this, and quickly turned around to look for the Bluetooth headset.

However, she couldn't find it after searching for a while.

Oh, where is the headset?