Chapter 41: The Wine Shop Turmoil

The meat has been served first, but the wine has not yet been served.

Liu Wu was indeed hungry, otherwise she would not be the first to tear a piece of beef, but her eating appearance was still quite graceful, a large piece of beef was torn into strips in her hand and placed on the plate in front of her, obviously very hungry, she still ate a small bite, chewing slowly.

Jiang Liu'er and Qing Xiaonian were different, they grabbed it and stuffed it into their mouths, Liu Wu looked at the two of them with disdain, she even wondered if they were the reincarnation of starving ghosts, but they didn't know that Jiang Liu'er and Qing Xiaonian had indeed not eaten well for several days.

At this time, wine was also served, one person had a pot of wine, and one person had a bowl.

The wine is a little slow, and the slow is unreasonable.

When he picked up the wine, Qing Xiaonian and Jiang Liu'er glanced at each other in unison, and their slightly furrowed expressions were the same. Then the two of them turned their eyes to Liu Wu's face at the same time, and they seemed to still have lingering feelings about what happened a few days ago.

Liu Wu frowned and said, "Look at what I'm doing, I didn't poison it." ”

As she spoke, she actually picked up the wine saucer herself and drank it all in one gulp, cleanly.

At this time, Qing Xiaonian and Jiang Liu'er's brows furrowed even tighter.

At this time, Qing Xiaonian looked up and found that there was suddenly silence in the wine shop, and at this moment, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at his side, but everyone's eyes looked like the wine in the hands of the two of them.

At this moment, a woman sitting at another table suddenly got up and twisted her waist and walked over, she also held a bowl of wine in her hand, and her face was full of smiles.

She is not very good-looking, her figure is not very good, and her breasts are thin, but she is sitting on Qing Xiaonian's lap at the moment.

"Why don't the two sons drink wine, is it that there are no women, and this wine tastes like drinking wax?"

Her voice was even more ugly, like the sound of a fingernail grinding on the ground, and Qing Xiaonian's face was a little ugly.

At this time, Liu Wu suddenly smiled, and just wanted to say something, but saw that her smile suddenly froze, and the person was already lying on the table.

Qing Xiaonian and Jiang Liu'er were not surprised when they met, and when the wine came up, the two of them noticed that there was sweat medicine in it, so the two of them didn't drink it.

Qing Xiaonian said with a smile: "You are right, this wine is indeed impossible for a woman to drink without it, but you.... It's a man!"

When he said the word "man", Qing Xiaonian's tone suddenly became sharp, and he saw that his legs suddenly shook, and he actually kicked out the "woman" sitting on his legs directly!

The "woman" turned over in the air, it seemed that her light skills were very good, and her reaction was very fast, at this time she was already standing at the door, her face was pale: "How do you know that I am a man?"

Qing Xiaonian said: "With such a big pair of feet, why don't you hide one?"

The "woman's" face changed, and she said, "It is worthy of the three-eyed Qing Xiaonian, such poisonous eyes!"

Immediately, with a wave of his big sleeves, a human skin mask was torn off, revealing his original face.

Jiang Liu'er exclaimed, "Female bee Hu Bin!"

This person Jiang Liuer knows, he is notoriously ruthless, as for why he is called a female bee, because he has a habit, he likes to pretend to be a woman when he kills, and only female bees will kill.

Qing Xiaonian swept his eyes from all sides: "Since it is all exposed, you might as well show your true colors, you want me to let me die anyway." ”

As soon as the words fell, the dozen or so people present actually tore off the human skin masks on their faces.

Jiang Liu'er was even more shocked: "Bloody hand He Wu, broken intestine swordsman Fang Cen, Jiangling Yunzhong Yan Tai Chuanyu!"

The names he said were all well-known figures in the rivers and lakes, and he was very surprised to appear in front of him at the same time today.

These people also knew each other, and even knew more than Jiang Liu'er, he said lightly: "Diancang Sect Falling Flower Flowing Water Sword Di Wuya also came to fight the tooth sacrifice?"

I saw an old man-like man sneer, his back was very bent, and his whole body was like a straw blown by the wind, crumbling.

He sneered, "I'm here for my junior brother Chiba Daoren. ”

Hearing the "Chiba Daoren" Qing Xiaonian, he frowned and did not speak.

At this time, Hu Bin outside the door walked in, he still held his throat when he spoke, imitating a woman's voice: "I have killed so many people and still drink here with peace of mind, I really admire this courage Hu Mou, I really want to ask for advice." ”

Qing Xiaonian was puzzled: "Kill?"

The bloody hand He Wu snorted coldly: "Didn't you kill the people from the Open Gate Pavilion of the Cold Mountain and the Bathing Thunder Sword Sect?"

Qing Xiaonian was stunned, and they regarded themselves as the culprits.

He laughed, "So you're all here to avenge them?"

The Broken Intestine Swordsman Fang Cen laughed loudly: "Wrong! Whether they die or not has nothing to do with us, we should be here for those two martial arts treasures and your head." ”

Qing Xiaonian sighed after hearing this, he should know that these ruthless guests are not those who can make "doing the right thing for heaven".

He said again: "That old man of Cangpai Di Wuya Di is also here for my head?"

Di Wuya snorted coldly and said, "Of course I'm here for my junior brother, I'm so old, why do you want something outside my body, tell me where you hid my junior brother?"

Qing Xiaonian was in a better mood after hearing this, and finally came to a flesh-and-blood person, and he lived much more than his junior brother.

Qing Xiaonian said leisurely: "What's the price today?"

Hu Bin said in a scanched voice: "Golden million!"

Qing Xiaonian was shocked, just a few days later, it was a new height, even if he was replaced, he would inevitably be a little moved, but after all, he wanted his own head.

He sighed and said, "Which of you goes first?"

Qing Xiaonian didn't intend to explain, and this matter couldn't be explained clearly, telling them that the treasure he didn't kill was no longer in his hands, they would definitely not believe it, these people were all famous masters who wanted money and didn't want to die.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a flash of cold light, and the sword light was mixed with a wild laugh.

"The gut-breaking swordsman Fang Cen has come to give advice!"

I saw a bright sword stabbing towards Qing Xiaonian's neck!

Qing Xiaonian was not in a hurry, pinched the chopsticks on the table and headed towards the sword clamp in Fang Cen's hand!

Just listen to the sound of "ding"!

The chopsticks are like an iron snake, and this sword misses!

Fang Cen didn't have the heart to give up, and with a hand, he actually pulled the sword out of the two chopsticks!

Immediately after that, with a shake of his hand, he played a beautiful sword flower, and when the sword was still hovering in the air, he suddenly attacked and turned around!

This sword seemed to be divided into three swords, and three white shadows stabbed at Qing Xiaonian's head, chest, and legs respectively!

Qing Xiaonian was secretly shocked, how could this "gut-breaking swordsman" be a waste of fame!

Don't dare to be careless, show your hand, attack head-on, and take the initiative to clip the hand holding chopsticks towards the most prosperous place of white light, and strike first!

"Ding"!

The chopsticks and the sword collided again, Fang Cen's face turned dark, and the hand holding the sword waved again, and the pair of wooden chopsticks were suddenly cut off by the blade of the sword!

I saw that his eyes narrowed, the movements in his hands did not stop, and he raised his hand to another horizontal sword, which was quite fierce and fast, and seemed to be ready to use a killing move.

Fang Cen shouted softly: "Look how you hide this time!"

As soon as Qing Xiaonian shook his hand, the chopsticks had already flown out, flying towards the sword in Fang Cen's hand!

The wooden chopsticks were on the edge of the sword and were split in half head-on, Fang Cen subconsciously flicked his head, so as not to be hurt by this piece of wood, but the sword in his hand did not stop, and the sharp sword qi did not decrease at all!

Over the years, countless people have died under his sword, as long as the trick is out, he can kill people without even opening his eyes, this is the feeling of killing many people, the feeling of killing!

When he dodged the wood chips and came back to his senses, he seemed to have seen the scene of Qing Xiaonian's neck being pierced by his sword, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung a familiar cruel smile.

But when he turned around, he was stunned this time, and his face was full of horror, because he saw that his most proud sword had been pressed against his fingertips, which was only a little slender index finger, and at this moment he was pointing at himself and the sword in his hand.

When he continued to pull out his sword and stab again, the sword was firmly sucked on it as if it had been coiled up.

After decades of walking in the rivers and lakes, it was the first time he had seen such a strange fingering trick!