"Do you know, baby, is this coming to kill you?"

The old man said this very firmly.

Li Yun nodded slowly and said softly: "There are fish in the world. In the seventies, they fought in Tongguan. They turned with a white dragon and returned to the deep mountains. They were unknown to everyone. In the forest of Gaoli Springs, they once owed Liaodong debts and paid them for 20 years."

He read this poem, and he didn't know whether it was a temporary or a memory of later generations. The old man was obviously shocked and asked with a look of surprise: "Do you even know about me returning my debts in vain?"

Li Yun smiled and pretended to be mysterious: "Don't forget that I have a godlike master."

The old man hesitated slightly and suddenly said coldly: "Since I dare to kill you, I will no longer care about your master's threat. I let your father go back then because I wanted to live to pay off other people's debts, but now the debt has been paid back, and I have no worries all over..."

The meaning of this is very clear!

He no longer owe others debts, and now he has no regrets when he dies, so even if Li Yun's master can beat him to death, he will not let Li Yun go because of his concern.

Li Yun smiled, with no fear on his face. He still sat beside the old man, and said calmly: "There are reasons for fighting each other. Although they are destined to fight each other for their lives, they can still be friends before fighting. The old seniors are open-minded and are one of the most respected people of the younger generation. Let's not talk about the disappointment of fighting and killing now. It is not too late to mention the trouble of fighting and killing after eating and drinking."

Yu Juluo looked straight at him, his double pupils showed strange colors. After a long time, the 80-year-old man suddenly focused his head and said with emotion: "If you have a calm mind when encountering major events, you are worthy of the princes of the Bohai Sea. Even when facing someone who wants to kill you, you can be polite and respectful. This kind of mind is leisurely and free, far beyond the contemporary age of the same generation, and is unparalleled. Little guy, you make me feel ashamed."

He sighed a long time and said with some regret: "If I had seen you in advance, I might not have promised others to kill you, but I have promised others that this is the last debt before the end of my life..."

Li Yun seemed to turn a deaf ear, but instead respectfully handed over the fourth piece of fish and said leisurely: "The fourth credit of senior Yu is to withdraw from the wars and disputes in the late Sui Dynasty. It is because of your departure that the Sui Dynasty lost its last pillar, so the world can be unified as soon as possible and ended the boundless war in the Central Plains. For this merit, countless people died. For this merit, I will still thank you with a piece of fish!"

After saying that, he looked at the old man solemnly and asked solemnly: "Can you?"

Yu Juluo was also solemn and reached out to take the fourth piece of fish and threw it into his mouth. He chewed it slightly for a few bites, swallowed it directly, and suddenly laughed: "It's a pity that there is no wine, it's a pity!"

Li Yun laughed and said, "How can you make the old senior regret?"

He turned to look at Cheng Chumo and said in a deep voice: "Go and get the wine."

Cheng Chumo replied with a grievance and said with a look of disappointment: "Wine is in the horse's backpack, your mount is out for fun. You haven't come back in the middle of the night, and I don't know where to go to hang out with the mare?"

Li Yun was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter. He stood up and roared a long time, and the sound rushed straight into the sky on a windy and snowy night. The roar rolled like thunder, and soon a horse neighed in the distance, but saw a BMW coming on the snow, and in a blink of an eye, it rushed towards him.

Xilulu!

The horse's front hooves were neighing, and suddenly put their heads on Li Yun's face and rubbed them, spraying some saliva into their mouths, and groaning as if they were trying to behave.

Li Yun laughed, slapped the horse's forehead, and scolded, "I want to eat meat again, can't I go to play wild game by myself?"

BMW snorted twice, and sniffed and spit out white air.

Li Yun took a big fish from the bonfire and stuffed it into the BMW's mouth. The big fish was very hot and the horse was so hot that it sniffed. However, he was reluctant to spit out the fish meat, and he actually chewed his mouth full of bulge.

After eating, he screamed and suddenly made a whistle and groaned, which sounded like a child laughing strangely.

This is weird enough.

Yu Juluo had already stood up at this time, his double pupils flashed with strange colors. He suddenly stepped forward and observed the horse carefully, and said in surprise: "Thousands of miles of smoke and clouds shine, is it still alive?"

As he said that, he subconsciously raised his hand and obviously wanted to touch the horse's forehead. However, the horse suddenly sniffed and directly sprayed the old man's head and face.

The old man was slightly surprised and murmured: "Thousands of miles of smoke and clouds shine, do you not remember me?"

There was a hint of gloom between the words.

At this time, Li Yun had already taken a skin from the horse's back, and said with a smile: "The old senior is afraid he has admitted his mistake. This is not the horse he was from my father. This horse is the descendant of the smoke and clouds of thousands of miles away. Strictly speaking, it is the grandson of the horse he was from then on."

Yu Juluo's face changed, and the dimness on his face became clearer, and he whispered: "It turns out that it is not an old friend's horse, no wonder it doesn't know the old man."

Seeing that the horse actually ate fish again, the old man laughed and said, "I have the same temper. I am also a guy who loves to eat meat. Wanli Yanyunzhao is also known as Yizibanli Mo Qilin. Strictly speaking, this guy cannot be regarded as a horse."

Li Yun asked him to sit back next to the campfire, handed him over the skin he had just received, and smiled and said, "The old senior just now sighed that there is fish but no wine. Now the wine has been brought to you. Try it, how it tastes..."

Yu Juluo reached out to take it, pulled out the plug and smelled it first. A strong aroma of wine came directly to his face. The old man suddenly exclaimed and raised his head and sipped his mouth towards the skin.

Tonight, both sides were destined to be enemies, but both sides were bold and unrestrained. Li Yun had always treated the old man respectfully. The old man never suspected that Li Yun was poisoned. Whether it was giving fish or fine wine, the old man did not refuse to eat the food and drink offered by the juniors at home.

Unfortunately, the old man underestimated Li Yun's wine.

He sucked a big mouthful of his skin...

A sip of strong wine entered his throat, as if a fire line rushed straight to his lungs. The old man was startled and then coughed loudly. His face was flushed by the strong wine. It took him a long time to take a breath and immediately praised: "What a good guy, what a strong wine!"

As he said that, he raised his skin and admired it: "This is the wine that men should drink. Compared with it, Sanlizuli in the Western Regions is like asking for a cat to pee."

Li Yun slowly sat down beside him and whispered: "If you like it, I can give you some. If you missed your death, I will sprinkle it in front of your grave every Qingming Festival."

"good!"

The old man nodded and laughed: "Young people are arrogant and confident that they can kill me. If you really succeed, I won't blame you for your death. But you will do what you say and sprinkle wine in front of my husband's tomb every year."

As he said that, he raised his skin again and smiled and said, "I just need this kind of wine. The three pulp juice in the Western Regions is not strong enough."

Li Yun smiled and nodded.

The old man said again: "But I am very sorry. Your hope will definitely fail. Don't look at me, I am over 80 years old, but my strength has not been exhausted. If you want to kill me, it will be destined to be in vain. Instead, you will die under the white dragon turning sabre of the old horse. I am afraid that a prince will be buried on the bank of the Liao River."

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Chapter completed!