Some people are born with strange abilities. They are like they have some special abilities and can always smell the danger in time. Although they have not caught anything or seen anything, when the danger comes, they can always smell it. They are like wild wolves crawling in the deep forest. Their sharp sense of smell can smell their dangers in an instant and resolve them one by one. Fortunately, Xiao Yun is such a person.

Since seeing Zhao Huan's sword technique, Xiao Yun has been thinking about a question in his heart. General Pei's sword technique of Zhao Huan is exactly the same as that of the old man playing chess in Xiangshan Temple. Needless to say, the relationship between the two must be extraordinary. The old man appeared at the birthday party of the Seventh Prince a few hours ago and rescued Li Bosheng, who had attempted to assassinate him in his hands. Although Xiao Yun did not see his appearance, the figure of a person would not change much if it could be. Xiao Yun also thought that he was not as dazed as the old man playing chess. The figure was clearly an old man playing chess. Why did he save Li Bosheng?

From later historical books, Xiao Yun knew that Li Bosheng was a special fan of Zhang Shicheng and he followed Zhang Shicheng all his life. If Zhang Shicheng had not hanged himself later, he would not have surrendered to Zhu Yuanzhang. From this point on, the old man playing chess was willing to risk his chance to come to the Seventh Prince to rescue Li Bosheng. There was only one reason. He and Li Bosheng were the same person. Otherwise, Xiao Yun could not think of why the old man playing chess would take the risk to save Li Bosheng.

Li Bosheng is a die-hard fan of Zhang Shicheng, and the old man playing chess is the same as him. Zhao Huan used the sword technique... "Xiao Yun only felt that the problem was slowly emerging, but Zhao Huan did not solve the problem for him.

On the stairs on the second floor, Zhao Huan held his daughter's red wine jar with his right hand, pressed the long sword around his waist with his left hand, and walked towards the second floor. When he saw Xiao Yun from afar, he laughed and said, "Sir Xiao, you are hiding here and having fun. Is it so good to look for me?"

Xiao Yun was thinking about the doubts in his mind. He was shocked to see Zhao Huan walking towards him. His face changed slightly, but he was extremely awesome after all, and he returned to his length in just a moment. He laughed and said, "Brother Zhao is serious. I wonder what Brother Zhao is doing?" After Xiao Yun finished speaking, he looked at him vigilantly.

Zhao Huan walked up with the wine jar and threw it on the wine table in front of Xiao Yun. He flipped his left hand and picked up two wine glasses from the wine table. He suddenly lifted the sealed wine cover. Suddenly, a fragrance came out of the wine jar. Even though Xiao Yun was alert, he couldn't help but thrust his nose twice and said to himself: "It's really a good wine!"

Zhao Huan slowly removed the cover on the wine jar, lifted the wine jar with one hand, and saw his daughter Hong slowly pouring it into the wine glass. Until the wine glass is filled, he smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao is really a noble man who forgets too much. Have you forgotten it? Didn't you agree to me just now, when I finish dancing the sword, I'll have a drink with me?"

Xiao Yun was stunned and thought to himself, "Did I agree?" At the same time, he looked at Zhao Huan vigilantly. Seeing that his face was calm and there was no cunning at all, his vigilance immediately left.

Seeing Xiao Yun hesitating, Zhao Huan smiled again and stepped forward to take Xiao Yun's hand and said, "Come on, come on, come on, since we parted in Xiangshan, we have not met for several days. There were many offensive things a few days ago. Brothers have always wanted to find an opportunity to have a drink with Lord Xiao. Today, the Seventh Prince is the birthday of the day. I also borrowed flowers to offer Buddha to Lord Xiao and toast a glass of water and wine to Lord Xiao. What if Lord Xiao can...?"

In the crowd, Zhang Shixin shook his palm-leaf fan, with a pair of copper-like triangle eyes, looking at the second floor from time to time. If you were Xin and careful, you could tell at a glance that his eyes were mostly on the glass of wine in Xiao Yun's hand.

Xiao Yun obediently took the wine glass but did not drink it. The question that just circled in his mind refused to leave for a long time. What is the relationship between Zhao Huan and the old man who played chess? Xiao Yun murmured in his mind, but it was unavailable.

"Master Xiao...Master Xiao...?" Zhao Huan called Xiao Yun softly, Xiao Yun "ah" and came back to his senses, hesitated and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Huan pointed to the wine glass in his hand, laughed, and then raised his glass and said, "Mr. Xiao, please!"

Xiao Yun looked at Zhao Huan with his eyes fixedly and thought to himself: "It would be great if I had Sun Wukong's golden eyes. Any demon and ghost must show their prototype under the golden eyes of the golden eyes. Should I drink this glass of wine or not?"

"Mr. Xiao...? What's wrong with you?" Zhao Huan looked at Xiao Yun in surprise, his eyes full of expectation.

Xiao Yun's forehead was sweating protruded. He lowered his head and looked at the wine glass in his hand. He saw that the daughter in the wine glass was red and yellow, like a girl's bun. He couldn't help but think: "Grandpa, this wine... this wine... shouldn't be unsterilized... Will you have diarrhea after eating it...?"

Zhao Huan looked at Xiao Yun strangely: "Mr. Xiao, what's wrong?"

At this time, Zhang Shixin, who came up, shook his palm-leaf fan and smiled, saying, "Mr. Xiao is no, right? Today is the birthday party of the Seventh Prince. Lord Zhao and Lord Xiao met early in the morning, and they are also friends. Could it be that Lord Xiao doesn't give me any thin face? Do you still refuse to drink this glass of wine?"

Xiao Yun cursed in his heart: "A confidant?" But he whispered, haha, "This lord is serious, and the subordinate doesn't mean this...?"

"That's...?" Zhang Shixin frowned slightly, pretended to be thinking, and suddenly slapped his forehead and smiled: "Yes, yes, Lord Xiao must be afraid that the wine will be poisonous, right?" After saying that, he turned to Zhao Huan and said: "Mr. Zhao is yours... Please ask Lord Xiao to drink, how can you not drink a drink?"

Zhao Huan understood and said repeatedly: "Yes! Yes! Thank you for reminding me, the official was confused?" After saying that, he lifted the wine jar with his left hand, picked up a wine glass from the table with his right hand, and filled a glass of wine with his mouth. The wine jar moved and filled a glass of wine! He gave Xiao Yun with his hands and smiled and said: "My Lord Xiao, please? I'll do it first!" After saying that, he drank a glass of wine with everyone's shouts.

"Mr. Xiao, Lord Zhao has already done it. You have to be more comfortable. Drink it earlier and go back soon?" Zhang Shixin was pushing the fire, but his eyes were staring at Xiao Yun's wine glass.
Chapter completed!