Seeing the bustard's mother's demeanor, something hidden must have happened.

Jiang Liu'er jumped again and swept up to the third floor like a light swallow.

The sound of pushing the door came from the third floor, accompanied by Jiang Liu'er's low roar.

Qing Xiaonian was shocked and said secretly: "It's not good!"

Immediately, several people followed!

.....

.....

The pink tent was full of people standing at this time, and there was a man and a woman around them, but unfortunately they were no longer human, to be precise, they were dead people, corpses.

The corpse is no one else, Liu Chengfeng and Yichun Lou Hua Cuiping.

None of them expected that the person would die, Qing Xiaonian was the most surprised, and they all cast puzzled glances at the bustard's mother, this is her chicken nest, and she knows best what she eats.

At this moment, the bustard's mother was already bloodless, and denied it again and again: "Don't look at me.... This thing... It really has nothing to do with me!"

Qing Xiaonian frowned and said: "Of course we know that it has nothing to do with you, his swordsmanship can be regarded as a small success, and it is definitely not an ordinary person to hurt." ”

The bustard's mother said, "That's good.... That's good... I thought...."

Qing Xiaonian interrupted him and said, "The reason why you stopped us is because the two of them died here with you, and you are afraid that this matter will depend on you, right?"

Mother Bustard nodded hurriedly, and her pretending thief eyes showed unprecedented gratitude: "That's right.... I was going to sell them like this, but before I could do anything, you guys came..."

Qing Xiaonian nodded and said, "You guys found it this morning, right?"

Bustard's mother said: "That's right, this morning, when the guy delivered tea according to the custom, he knocked on the door for a long time and didn't see any movement inside, so he simply pushed the door in..."

At this time, Huainan swordsman Ye Zhiqiu squatted next to the two corpses, his hands gently wiped the wound, and said, "The person should have just died, but this wound..."

Qing Xiaonian said in a deep voice: "It's caused by the crescent moon rainbow blade, that's why the wound is so weird." ”

Cai Zhen, a Muju mountain scholar, said: "Yes, and he is also a master, cutting his throat with a knife, and his technique is so neat and skillful." ”

Nangong Wenhua, the city lord of Kunlun City, was puzzled: "Could it be that he is another person who came for the sword?"

Everyone looked around, and indeed they didn't see the shadow of the crescent moon rainbow blade, only a long sword with Liu Chengfeng leaning on the head of the bed.

Qing Xiaonian said: "This is a person that Liu Chengfeng is very familiar with. ”

Cai Zhen smiled: "How can you see it, you are the roundworm in his stomach." ”

Qing Xiaonian also smiled: "Just look at his sword, you will know, the sword is not out of the sheath, obviously they are acquaintances." ”

Ye Zhiqiu said: "Then thinking of this person is really looking for a needle in a haystack." ”

Qing Xiaonian said: "I gathered you together today, and I Qing Xiaonian naturally has a full grasp of it, I already know who this person is." ”

Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and said: "It's just that I didn't expect Liu Chengfeng to die, let alone that he would even kill Liu Chengfeng." ”

Qing Xiaonian's heart was also cold, and he suddenly regretted it, this is not a glorious thing, what he regrets is that he shouldn't have gathered so many people together to watch his jokes.

Until now, Qing Xiaonian still retains his selfishness.

At this time, Nangong Wenhua smiled and said: "Of course we know that you and you Qing Xiaonian have this certainty, it is precisely because of this that so many of us will come here, so Brother Qing, you don't have to sell Guan Zi anymore." ”

Qing Xiaonian smiled slightly, nodded, and suddenly turned to the bustard's mother and asked, "He's not alone." ”

The bustard mother was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook her head and said, "That's it, only these two people died in our Yichun Building..."

Qing Xiaonian shook his head and said, "I'm not asking about this, you know what I'm asking." ”

The bustard mother was embarrassed again, her eyes were dodging, and she said, "It's really gone..."

Qing Xiaonian said: "To be honest, I don't like people to lie to me all the time. ”

Then the bustard mother said, "He is in the house." As she spoke, she pointed to the room at the head of the corridor and continued: "It's just that we haven't told him about Liu Chengfeng's death, he is a person who is not easy to mess with, so ......"

Qing Xiaonian looked at her finger and sighed: "It's okay to tell him, because he killed these two people!"

The bustard's face turned white, and at the same time she looked incredulous: "How is this possible, they came together...."

Qing Xiaonian shook his head and walked straight to the room at the end of the corridor.

The door was half-open, not closed, and before it was opened, a smell of wine mixed with a faint sour smell wafted out of the hidden door, which was not a good smell, but it was definitely not unpleasant. If you take a deep breath and smell weird smells, you will find that you will be much more mentally clear, especially if you are drunk.

Qing Xiaonian pushed open the door with his hand, and this strange smell came to his nose and became more and more popular.

There was a person sitting in the back of the room, but Qing Xiaonian didn't go to see him for the first time, but at first glance, he saw a plate of vinegar on the table, including Datong old vinegar, Zhenjiang balsamic vinegar, Yongchun old vinegar, Langzhong Baoning vinegar, all kinds of vinegar.

But there is only one kind of wine, that is, old rice wine, which can be smelled by Qing Xiaonian, and his nose is more flexible than any other.

Qing Xiaonian hadn't spoken yet, but the people in the room were the first to speak.

His voice had become a little hoarse, and it was the result of excessive drinking, and his voice was drunk.

The man said, "You're here." ”

Qing Xiaonian didn't speak, he just stood at the door and didn't enter the house.

The man was not angry, and said to himself: "You can't do this method, how do I feel more and more drunk, I am about to drink all the vinegar, and I am afraid that there are more things in my stomach than wine..."

Qing Xiaonian still didn't speak, and a group of people stood behind Qing Xiaonian and at hand, and they all looked into the room, wondering who it was.

After a long time, the man in the room finally turned around and was sitting facing the door, with a faint smile on his face.

Some people have already recognized it, but they don't recognize the person sitting in the room, but the knife in the person's hand, a peerless good knife, the crescent moon rainbow blade!

In the past, the sword emperor's matching knife was much more famous than some people, and some people still didn't recognize who this old man was after watching it for a long time.

The old man spoke again, his eyes just swept around the people outside the house, and then he stared at Qing Xiaonian, and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, you are indeed the person who knows me best in this world?"

Qing Xiaonian opened his mouth to speak, and said, "Thank me for what, thank me for helping you kill Sword Immortal Wu Qingfeng?" Or thank me for bringing such a group of people to see you today, and you are proud of the rivers and lakes, and you are the best in the world?"

The old man smiled again and said, "It's all right, in short, I want to thank you." ”

Qing Xiaonian's first glance stopped looking at him.

At this time, Qi Ruling suddenly said in a deep voice: "You really didn't die, it seems that we were all deceived by you, you are the smartest person in the world." ”

The old man raised his eyebrows, and when he looked at Qi Ruling, his attitude was not very happy, he said lightly: "I haven't done these things, how can I be willing to die, the smartest person is still Qing Xiaonian, otherwise how would he find here?"

Qing Xiaonian shook his head and said coldly: "Even if I don't find here, will you go out differently, when the rivers and lakes are really chaotic, your name will definitely be passed down for centuries!"

The old man smiled and didn't answer, but silently drank another cup of Datong old vinegar.

Qing Xiaonian continued: "It's just that it's the notoriety that has been passed down through the ages, not the fame, am I right?"

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