"Yuqing, are you sure you let him go like this?" I saw a man in Tsing Yi sitting in the attic, with his back to the downtown street, holding a wine glass, taking a shallow sip, and whispering. The voice is deep, but magnetic. It turned out that the girl's surname was Liu and her name was Yuqing.

"Uncle, you are knowingly asking." Liu Yuqing stepped forward and said slowly: "Do you still need to use a sword to deal with such a hairy boy?"

"Of course there is no need, don't say that with a sword, even with a finger, he will not be able to get out of this bazaar." The corners of the man in Tsing Yi's mouth were slightly raised, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a ripple on the water, and he said: "You have really grown up and learned to be forgiving and forgiving." As he spoke, he lifted the wine jug and poured a full glass, although it was the face of the hat he was wearing, the black gauze still couldn't stop the aura of grandeur and extraordinary appearance.

"Young people are vigorous, have a heart that does not admit defeat, although there is less etiquette and more impetuousness, but they still know life and death. If a person doesn't want to let him go easily in the face of him, and doesn't want to kill him like this, the best choice is to scare him away!" The man in Tsing Yi buried his head and drank it all and said: "Unlike some people, hiding in the dark and thinking that you are the only one in the world who is right, but accidentally became someone else's flag and became cannon fodder." As he spoke, the man sighed softly, as if he was very sorry, and was ready to get up and beckon the shopkeeper to bring another pot of wine. Unexpectedly, the soles of his feet sank, his limbs were weak, and he almost collapsed on the chair, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Uncle!" Liu Yuqing's eyes were a little anxious, like ants on a hot pot, and she immediately stepped forward to support the man. Unexpectedly, a strong murderous aura struck, accompanied by a cold sword. She moved her steps in time, and the wind fended off the attack with the scabbard in her hand, and the cold sword was shaken away by her dantian luck. The woman stared sideways, a smiling yellow wax face facing her and the man in Tsing Yi, this person was a roe deer, about forty years old, holding a seven-star sword, a feather hat like a blue gauze palace fan on the top of his head, wearing a yellow suit, very incongruous attire. There were also five or six helpers around him, holding weapons and surrounding the woman and the man in Tsing Yi.

"Heh, little girl, there are really two brushes, wait for the master to make another move, you have to be careful. The visitor reminded him maliciously.

"Is it? I thought that if I inserted a few peacock feathers, I would become a phoenix in the mortal world, and it would not still chirp in the morning. Liu Yuqing mocked dismissively.

In this regard, there was a gray-clothed helper holding a dragon whisker hook next to the visitor, and looked at the ice beauty in front of him, the green silk hung down his shoulders, and the hosta was obliquely inserted, even if he was without makeup and did not apply fat powder, it was like a begonia flower blooming, and he scolded sharply: "The little girl has long hair and short knowledge, and she dares to talk to our hall master like this, let the master train it well." As he spoke, there was already a hint of lewd light in his eyes.

"She's just a child who doesn't know the world, why bother with foul language!" the man in Tsing Yi scolded while holding the pain in his chest.

"Hehe, child, there are only two kinds of people in this world, either men or women. Only when a man does a woman can he have a child!" The gray-clothed man laughed, his words were full of ridicule, his eyes shook on the woman, and he said to the visitor: "Boss, this girl is dripping, after packing up the 'goods', honor her to the hall master, and let everyone try it!"

"Wrong!" The man in Tsing Yi said decisively: "There are indeed only two kinds of people in this world, but they are dead and alive!" As soon as the words fell, only a terrible scream was heard, and the eyes of the man in yellow with a dragon beard hook were blinded by a pair of chopsticks, and he shot so fast that he didn't see the direction clearly, and even the blood didn't have time to flow out.

Everyone exclaimed, a little timid, and for a while let the gray-clothed man roll in the place, blood spurted out, and left a place. Seeing this, the person who came simply killed the gray-clothed man with a sword with his own hand, so as not to upset himself with his screams of ghosts and wolves.

"This poison is colorless and tasteless, and when you mix it in the wine, you don't know it at all! How can you still have the strength to make a move?" The comer was puzzled: "Count the hour, you should be poisoned very deeply, deep into the bone marrow!"

"Not bad! But picking up a pair of chopsticks, the strength is still barely enough!" The man in Tsing Yi's breath gradually weakened, as if his life was like a gossamer.

Seeing this, the visitor was a little relieved and said: "If you are brave for a while, then you will die!"

"Wait, although I can't live, aren't you afraid of being killed by her?" The last words of the man in Tsing Yi were for the person who killed him.

"Will it?" I saw a backhand from the comer, the sword momentum was strong wind, and the dishes on the nearby table were rolled up together, and the sword blade was waved in the air like a quick knife, and when the dishes fell, it was pieced together into a picture, which had already constituted a picture like a Bisha palace fan. "How's it going, is my sword fast?"

"The hall master is invincible, the hall master is invincible!" the helpers echoed.

"What about you, what can your sword achieve?" the person pointed at Liu Yuqing with his sword and muttered.

"Scare people or kill people. Liu Yuqing held the hilt of the sword in her hand, calmly, and said word after word.

"Hehe, it's really scared of us!" and the others couldn't help but laugh, "I said Mei Jiaoniang, who can you kill?"

"You guys!" replied Liu Yuqing, still calm as water. The words landed, the sword blade was also sheathed, the person who came and the killer were all sealed by a sword, the sword qi was ethereal, the clouds were faint and the wind was blowing, I saw that the muscles of the throat of the killed were still beating, but before he could open his mouth and stick out his tongue, he had already returned to the west.

"Uncle, you are not poisoned, why do you pretend to be poisoned. Liu Yuqing turned to stare at the man in Tsing Yi and asked.

"If I say that I am indeed poisoned, but this poison cannot take my life, because my body, because of the effect of alcohol, has become sick to the bones, and can fight poison with poison, will you believe it?" The man in Tsing Yi still smiled, like a spring breeze, making people happy and warm.

Liu Yuqing instructed the man in Tsing Yi to laugh and no longer dwell on this issue, but he still couldn't rest assured, whispered, and complained: "Although there is a 'North and South Wine King' in the rivers and lakes, but he is a real prince, uncle, why are you paranoid, and you are as addicted to alcohol as he is?"

"I'm not the only paranoid person in this world, the living have just become dead, and there will be living people who are not afraid of death again!"