Abandoning the Sword and Holding the Whip (Mixed Martial Arts Linghu Chong × Gong Jiu)

Gong Jiu: "Is that person similar to me?" Linghu Chong took a sip of wine and leaned on the slope, lying on his back looking at the stars and recalling: "No, it doesn't look like that." How could it be like that? The East... Linghu Chong seemed to remember something and suddenly smiled. Gong Jiu kicked the person next to him and asked, "Why are you laughing? Are you thinking of him again?" Linghu Chong drank the wine in the gourd in one gulp, threw away the empty wine gourd, and said with a wicked smile: "Didn't you mention this first?" With a cold snort, a sword passed by the side of his face and inserted into the ground. Feeling the sharp edge on his face, Linghu Chong smiled helplessly and stood up from the slope. He subconsciously touched the whip wrapped around the scabbard, then picked up the sword nailed into the ground and chased after the person who was leaving. Mainly writing, cp Linghu Chong × Gong Jiu