In late autumn and winter, the weather in Guanzhong is much colder, and no matter how much charcoal is burned, it can't stop the cold wind blowing.

But Su Shaoying and Ouyang Qing came to the inn hall with red faces.

Ouyang Qing and Xue Bing were whispering on the side, and the two of them blushed as they spoke.

Su Shaoying and Hua Manlou sat at the table, Hua Manlou sighed, "Lu Xiaofeng must be regretting it." ”

"Not necessarily." Su Shaoying shook her head.

Hua Manlou thought for a while, nodded and said, "Indeed." ”

Ouyang Qing and Xue Bing looked at each other, and couldn't help but look at the two, "What are you talking about?" ”

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to answer at all.

To be honest, until now, Su Shaoying didn't know what the woman in front of her was called.

So, before that, almost no one in the inn paid attention to him.

"Why?" Ouyang Qing asked, "The bitter cold land outside the gate, and it seems that he has to go a long way?" ”

Instead, the woman smiled, "We came here, of course, to get our things back, are you going to give yourself to us if you stay here?" ”

The beef soup said as a matter of course, "He is all mine, so I will naturally dispose of it as I want." ”

"Because of ......, of course"

The next moment, the man and the woman walked into the inn slowly, and the woman looked at Su Shaoying, "You don't seem to be surprised at all?" ”

Xue Bing's expression moved, "Is Feixingzi here?" ”

Ouyang Qing and Xue Bing looked abrupt, and then they reacted, the woman in front of them turned out to be the murderer who killed the young man in brocade, and she was also the prostitute in Su Shaoying's mouth, and she was also an invisible person on the nameless island.

Before Hua Manlou finished speaking, he turned his head to look outside.

The old man looked at the man, "Why?" ”

The people followed him and saw a carriage parked outside the inn.

As soon as she spoke, Hua Manlou's eyebrows moved slightly, and he heard the woman's voice.

Hua Manlou frowned and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"Who are they?" Xue Bing couldn't help but ask.

How could such two people appear in such a place?

"No, it won't." Ouyang Qing shook his head, his eyes condensed, "Fei Xingzi will never take such a carriage." ”

The palace dress is like snow, the skirt is slightly raised, the golden ribbon rises with the wind, and the two bells around the waist "tinkling", revealing a delicate meaning.

Beef Soup's face remained unchanged at all, and he even smiled even sweeter, "You are Feixingzi, the legendary first knife in the world?" ”

But even so, his knife looks too old and ordinary, and his people are too old and powerless, even if he is a Jianghu person, he is also an ordinary low-level Jianghu person, which is not much different from the ordinary Jianghu people in the town at this time.

Su Shaoying nodded clearly, and then looked at the corner of the inn lobby, "Your Excellency must have heard it." ”

At this time, when the old man heard Su Shaoying's words, he couldn't help but look back at a few people, he didn't say anything "How do you recognize me", he just nodded, "I heard it." ”

Ouyang Qing and Xue Bing's faces changed, and they immediately knew that the other party was friend or foe.

"Liu Yuanzhan, is it your thing?" Su Shaoying asked.

He finally knew why Beef Soup had been eyeing him before, but in the end, he killed the brocade-clothed boy and disappeared again: because she went to find this man next to her!

Until Su Shaoying spoke to him.

"The old man is a flying star." The old man sighed, "As for the first knife in the world, although it is a false name, the old man is also ashamed." ”

Beef soup didn't speak, but the man next to her suddenly spoke, "Do you know why you are the number one knife in the world?" ”

The old man looked scruffy and unkempt, with deep wrinkles on his face, and if it weren't for the scimitar with a cowhide scabbard in his hand, others might have thought he was just an old farmer.

"What you said makes sense."

You can't really call her beef soup, can you? The stalk in the original book hasn't happened yet!

Hearing Su Shaoying's question, the beef soup smiled sweetly, "Of course, what he promised me personally will be my stuff in the future." ”

Su Shaoying didn't answer, just looked at the woman, smiled and didn't say anything.

There was pride and pride in her expression, and there was a hint of contempt in the eyes that swept over Su Shaoying and the others, but when she turned her head to look at the car, her eyes immediately changed to admiration and fanaticism.

Then he looked at the beef soup, "I'm here to avenge Liu Yuanzhan." ”

All eyes were drawn to these two men.

Hua Manlou said with a smile, "We're talking about it, Lu Xiaofeng may have a good time along the way." ”

The front of the carriage is pulled by two white horses without a trace of variegation, the body of the carriage is finely carved mahogany, and the car is hung with fine and soft colored curtains, noble and gorgeous.

But Su Shaoying's face remained unchanged at all, "Many things in this world will unfold in an unexpected situation, if you are surprised by everything, then how can you mix the rivers and lakes?" ”

Although the Silver Hook Gambling House is extravagant and gorgeous, there are many rich and noble people in it, but there is no one with this kind of temperament.

"So you killed him?" Su Shaoying asked.

The next moment, another figure also stepped out of the carriage.

When the man heard this, a touch of admiration flashed in his eyes, his eyes swept over the four of them, and the last thing he looked at was Hua Manlou, because Hua Manlou's temperament was the most to his appetite, so he didn't mind talking to them gracefully.

"You shouldn't be here." The man said lightly.

"Because the real masters are practicing swords." The man said lightly, "If I practiced swords, you would have died a long time ago." ”

Everyone looked back, and saw that in the corner of the hall, there was an old man with gray hair and more than half a hundred years old, the old man was wearing a navy blue dress, but perhaps because it had been too long, the clothes were almost gray and black, and they were patched.

Snow-white robe, slender figure, golden crown and jade belt, waist with a long sword, face like a carving, eyes as sharp as an eagle, revealing a proud and confident, resolute and cold look.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage and gently lifted the curtain on the carriage, revealing a graceful figure behind the curtain.

Women are like princesses who are captivating the country and cities, and men are like princes who are full of glory.

Liu Yuanzhan is the only son of Old Lady Liu in Chang'an, the closed disciple of Fengming Swordsman, and the young man in brocade who accompanied the prostitute a few days ago.

And the princess in front of her is the person who seemed to be a prostitute a few days ago, and she is also the beef soup in the original book "Phoenix Dance Nine Days", and she is also called "bee" by her father and a woman who calls herself "palace master".

"Don't laugh, people have a better choice." Ouyang Qing was a little jealous, thinking that this woman had slept with Su Shaoying.

Su Shaoying hugged Ouyang Qing, "You misunderstood me, punish me at night!" ”

As soon as the old man's eyes moved, his face was solemn, his body was upright, his momentum changed suddenly, and the whole person was different, as if there was endless sword energy, and the frightened people around him retreated.

"Today's young people are indeed getting more and more aggressive." The old man smiled and picked up the scimitar on the table.

(End of chapter)