Mei Ying was wearing a purple shirt, her jade face was as white as jade, and her bright eyes were staring at Song Yunge, as if she wanted to see through his heart.

"Miss Mei, please--!" Song Yunge picked up the wine glass.

Mei Ying waved her jade hand and didn't touch her wine glass: "I'm not here to drink."

Song Yunge drank it all in one go.

Mei Ying stared at him and didn't say anything.

Song Yunge put down the wine glass and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food, chewing it slowly.

Yang Yunyan silently filled him with wine.

The laughter around, the heart-warming laughter, the whispers, the arguments and quarrels were mixed together to form a buzzing sound.

"Miss Mei, you are not here to drink, but to watch me drink?" Song Yunge picked up the wine glass and drank it all, wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, and said lazily: "If you have something to say!"

"Song Yunge, I heard you are having a big fuss." Mei Ying said.

"Don't be sarcastic." Song Yunge drank it all over again, thought of Chu Xiaoyun, and looked down: "You don't hear anything real."

"But I think it's true!" Mei Ying snorted: "Killing nine Yuntian Palace masters in one breath is a good way!"

"Do you think I have that ability?" Song Yunge glanced at her sideways.

Mei Ying nodded: "You can't do it. You have this ability. Although I can't think of how to do it, my intuition tells me that it's you."

"I feel guilty for being thankful for being raised!" Song Yunge slowly picked up a chopstick of beef and chewed it slowly.

He can tell the truth to Zhuo Xiaowan, and he is not worried that she will spread it. He is betrayed by herself, Mei Ying...

In the face of life and death, she will not abandon herself, but in normal times, she will never let her down if she can cause trouble.

So he spoke tightly in front of Mei Ying and must not leak a trace.

Yang Yunyan looked at Song Yunge curiously.

She also had this intuition, and through indirect striking, she could also determine that she was curious about how she did it.

But he avoided talking and always changed the subject.

After a while, Mei Ying said, "Song Yunge, I heard you want to transfer into the White Tiger Guard?"

"I have this plan." Song Yun gesong and continued to eat dishes.

Mei Ying looked at him: "The White Tiger Guard is very dangerous, especially in recent days, the sky is rampant."

Song Yunge said: "Miss Mei, you are not talking about these things, right?"

"...Okay." Mei Ying snorted inwardly.

This guy sat firmly on Diaoyutai, but he couldn't waste his energy. He could not hold back his anger, so he could only speak first.

Song Yunge took a sip of wine.

Mei Ying snorted: "How about it, come to my place."

Song Yunge raised his slender sword eyebrows lightly, chuckled, and continued to sip wine without comment.

"Don't you want to come?" Mei Ying said.

She stared at Song Yunge with bright eyes: "Do you think I, a woman, can't accept it?"

Song Yunge laughed and said, "The guard of the Zhuque Guard is also a woman, and even the military commander is also a woman."

"That's martial arts?" Mei Ying snorted: "I think my martial arts are not as good as you? So I'm not qualified to be your boss?"

Song Yunge said: "Zhou Shi is not better than me."

Mei Ying hummed impatiently: "Then why do you disagree?"

"It's not that I don't disagree..." Song Yunge was slow.

Mei Ying interrupted him: "That's agree?"

"I don't agree..." Song Yunge was still slow.

Mei Ying said angrily: "So do you agree or disagree? What kind of appetite should you say directly!"

Song Yunge smiled but said nothing.

Mei Ying's bright eyes were as bright as fire, staring at him.

She was furious by Song Yunge, and she wanted to slap him hard, spread his mouth open, and take out the words.

Yang Yunyan tightly pursed her red lips so that she would not laugh out loud.

She thought Song Yunge was too bad, and she was trying to make Meiying say the conditions.

Song Yunge put down his wine glass.

Yang Yunyan held back her laughter and filled it up again.

Song Yunge picked up the wine glass, sipped the wine lightly, and looked at Mei Ying with a smile.

Mei Ying snorted: "After saying that, what are your conditions?"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "How dare I mention any conditions? I am just an ordinary guard."

"Stop doing this!" Mei Ying scolded bluntly: "If you don't say it, just forget it, pretend I didn't come."

Song Yunge said slowly: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with staying in the Suzaku Guard. Although the White Tiger Guard is good, it is too dangerous. I don't care. Yun Yan won't do it."

"Hmph, it would be strange if you really think so!" Mei Ying tilted her lips: "You are just a restless person!"

Song Yunge sighed: "What is the use of making a great contribution for me like this? What is the use of going to the Shenshen Mountain to improve your understanding? Anyway, I'm just a sword master for my whole life!"

"Yes, then why do you have to struggle? Just accept your fate honestly and live your life." Mei Ying seemed sarcastic and mocked.

Song Yunge slowly sipped the wine.

His eyes were looking at the sunset sky outside the window.

The sky was dyed golden by the sunset, and Daluo City also dyed golden.

At this time, Daluo City seemed to be different from the city on earth.

The sunset also dyed his eyes yellow, as quiet as a pool of water, without any waves.

Seeing that he was so calm, Mei Ying tried her best to encourage herself, she must be able to keep it calm and suppress this guy's arrogance.

But when she met Song Yunge, her look could even anger her, making her restless and unable to calm down.

Her fire rushed upwards, and she wanted to beat Song Yunge countless times, beating Song Yunge so hard that she cried and called her mother.

The sunset gradually sets and the dusk is rising.

Daluo City quickly lit up rows of lanterns.

The lanterns in Jufu Building also lit up, and suddenly became magnificent, more than ten times more prosperous than during the day.

Meiying pursed her lips tightly and refused to surrender.

She knew what conditions Song Yunge wanted, but she didn't want to give them.

Song Yunge wants to be independent but not restrained. Only by acting freely can he make contributions to the greatest extent and accumulate merit quickly to achieve success.

But if he acts freely, then his majesty will disappear. How can he manage the rest of his subordinates?

So she couldn't agree to this condition.

Song Yunge put down his wine glass and sighed: "You are now the Sword Lord, and you are already qualified to become a master of the banner, right?"

Mei Ying snorted lightly.

She has indeed been pursuing the position of the master of the banner, but the position of the master of the banner has more stringent requirements for merit.

Although she has made many achievements, she lacks great achievements.

Without enough great achievements, just some trivial achievements will not be able to be regarded as the owner of the banner.

Although this is just a potential rule and is not announced, all the White Tiger Guards know it.

Song Yunge said: "But I heard that there are others who are eyeing each other and want to become the owner of the White Tiger Guard."

"What do you want to say?" Mei Ying snorted: "Do you want to join Lu Jian?"

Song Yunge said: "That depends on his sincerity."

"I'm waiting for the price." Mei Ying sneered: "It's really treacherous. You just don't care about our feelings at all?"

"What kind of love do we have? It seems that we have all written off, right?"

"...Okay, it's all smoothed out!" Mei Ying snorted: "But at least we are more familiar with each other, right? We have a more tacit understanding in cooperation!"

Song Yunge sighed: "Forget it, Mei Ying, let's have a drink, then go your separate ways and go back to their own house!"

He said to Yang Yunyan: "The last cup."

Yang Yunyan nodded gently and poured three wine glasses.

Song Yunge picked up the wine glass and looked at Mei Ying with a smile.
Chapter completed!