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The lean yellow-haired man retreated a few steps back in a row, with a hint of fear in his expression, and he didn't know why when he saw Li Qifeng's calm face, he couldn't help but want to flee in his heart.

The horseshoe print on his forehead was faintly painful, blood oozed out, and the yellow-haired man's expression showed a trace of reluctance, and the snow in front of him was definitely a first-class good horse, resolutely the best horse he had ever seen, and there was no one.

"You are waiting for a street fight to go to the prison of the forbidden army. ”

The lean man's speech was leaky, and his words were a little vague, but the threat in them was expressed.

Li Qifeng couldn't help frowning slightly.

The ghost walked up to Li Qifeng without a trace, and said in a low voice: "Young master, you can't be guilty of such a person who is like seeing on the street, and it is really not worth going to prison for such a person." ”

Li Qifeng's expression regained some calmness.

"That's right. ”

The words fell, and Li Qifeng turned to leave.

Ghost Face led the snow and hurriedly followed, and hurried away from the lean yellow-haired man.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly dispersed, this was just a small conflict, I don't know how many times it happened every day in the imperial capital, and the forbidden army in the city didn't pay attention to it.

Seeing Li Qifeng leaving, the yellow-haired man showed a trace of ruthlessness in his expression, spit out a mouthful of blood, turned to leave, and said secretly in his heart: "This matter is not over." ”

After walking around the imperial capital with great interest, Li Qifeng and Ghost Face finally found a relatively ordinary inn.

This inn is a time-honored brand, the shopkeeper is an old man over sixty years old, but the body is still tough, laughter is like thunder, the inn is also spotlessly cleaned, the guy who runs the hall is a young man in his early twenties, and he looks very capable.

"The bone broth in the young master's house is very strong, why don't you try it. ”

Ghostface grinned.

Li Qifeng glanced at Li Qifeng, who was very into the role, and said loudly: "Of course, along the way, there is also a lot of oil in this belly." ”

The ghost beckoned to the little two.

"Come on!"

Xiao Er's let out a long sound of reply and came slowly.

"Two large bowls of broth, and five catties of pork ribs. ”

The ghost face waved his hand, quite heroic.

In a few moments, two large bowls of bone broth were served, with a layer of green onions floating on them, fragrant, and a few catties of pork ribs, which made people taste great when they looked at it.

Oniface took a deep breath and smelled the rich fragrance, revealing a hint of intoxication on his face.

"It's still that familiar taste, your chef invited me, and you said that an old friend wanted to meet him. ”

Xiao Er's expression showed a trace of doubt, he has been working in this inn for a few years, and he is very clear about the chef, he has a withdrawn personality, and he has no friends at all.

It's a strange thing that a friend actually came today.

Although he was puzzled, Xiao Er still quickly ran to the back hall and invited the strange-tempered chef over.

Don't really say it.

The chef, who is not bothered to take care of himself at all on weekdays, actually said a rare thank you when he heard his words, and even showed a smile.

The chef's expression was a little urgent.

A few brisk walks to the lobby.

"Ghost Face. ”

A voice of surprise came out.

The ghost-faced body couldn't help but shake.

Raising his head and looking at the person who came, there was a rare excitement in the ghostly expression.

"Good brother, I've come to see you. ”

Ghostface whispered.

The two of them hugged a bear, a simple action, containing countless words and countless feelings.

"This is my good brother Ghost Knife. ”

The ghost introduced to Li Qifeng.

Li Qifeng's expression showed a hint of a smile, a trace of tears appeared in his eyes, and Guiyuan's strong body appeared in his mind, Dugu Chen's unruly wait, when his brothers met, what kind of scene should it be?

"Sword Sect Li Qifeng. ”

Li Qifeng said softly.

"Ghost Door Ghost Knife. ”

The ghost knife put away the joy of the brotherly meeting and said with a serious expression.

Li Qifeng smiled and looked back at Xiao Er.

"Little Er, serve the wine. ”

Xiao Er's was also quite eye-catching, and hurriedly ran towards the back hall, and he was also a little puzzled in his heart, what was wrong with this chef today, and he became so polite.

The ghost face and the ghost knife master are from the same family, and the cultivation methods of the two are also different.

The Thousand People and Thousand Faces Technique cultivated by the ghost face, coupled with the peerless music law mastery of the Ghost Gate, is also quite good.

The ghost knife is the thirteen knives of the ghost gate, which is the most powerful knife technique among the ghost gates. The ghost knife is also a sickle to the point of innocence, a knife in hand, fearless in the heart.

The ghost face is good at music, but the ghost knife is a good pleasure.

Learn a good knife technique, the ghost knife is used in the kitchen a lot, just like the chewy ribs, looking at the imperial capital, I am afraid that only the ghost knife can be made by this cook, nothing else, his ribs, lean meat and fat are just moderate, more than a point, less than a lot, each piece of ribs is also very particular, not only the meat is delicious, not stained with the slightest taste of iron and copper, it is even more rare that the ribs he cut are always a perfect work of art.

Since coming out of the ghost gate, the ghost knife has been immersed in the kitchen for more than ten years, and he has never practiced the knife technique, but his knife technique has been advancing rapidly.

Xiao Er's quickly brought up the good wine that had been treasured in the inn for many years, and did not forget to take the initiative to add a few appetizers.

The old shopkeeper is also direct, and the inn is closed directly.

When good brothers meet, they should drink three thousand cups.

Just the fragrant bone broth, eating the best pork ribs, and drinking the fragrant and good wine, is not a happy word to describe.

No more.

Only wine.

The wine is full of self-affection.

Soon, several fine wines were drunk in a row, and a trace of flushing appeared in Li Qifeng's expression.

Historically, he rarely drank alcohol.

The most drunk time was in Shucheng, drinking with Wang Daoling, and Li Qifeng seemed to drink more today than last time.

There was nothing else, because Li Qifeng's mood had changed.

Although he is a big man, he can clearly feel the strong brotherhood between the ghost face and the ghost knife.

When the wine is in full swing.

Li Qifeng felt more and more sober.

Drinking a bowl full of spirits, Li Qifeng exclaimed.

"You know, I have a good brother, but he's not around. ”

Li Qifeng's tone was a little stiff.

"I have it too"

Before he finished speaking, Li Qifeng felt that his eyelids were heavy.

After some struggle, he climbed heavily onto the table.