When the three of them saw it, they were also very embarrassed, after all, these two were guests invited by the three brothers! At this time, the second brother of the restaurant led ten maids, each holding a jar of wine. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info So, Lin Zixiao, the three musketeers of Yangjiang, hurriedly grabbed the wine jar in the hands of one of the maids, slapped open the mud seal, and said to Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning:

"Come to Yan Daxia, let's drink first!"

"Drink!" he looked at the other party and said, "Why don't you ask me, why do you say that the matter of Chu Jiang Qixiong, ask him best!" He pointed to Nanjian again.

"Don't worry!" Lin Zixiao said with a smile, "We're all here, sit down and talk while drinking, can we talk slowly?"

At this time, Nan Jian had already drunk not a drop of the wine in the wine jar in his hand. And suddenly with a flick of his hand, he threw the empty wine jar in his hand to the ground, and with a bang, it was shattered!

When everyone saw it, they were taken aback, "Nan Daxia, what do you mean by this!" Lin Zixiao asked angrily

"The meaning is very clear!" Nan Jian said coldly, "I have already understood what you just said, you are looking for the Seven Heroes of Chutian." However, as the Chutian Seven Heroes said just now, I am the one who knows best where they have been going recently. And tonight, by such a coincidence, you happened to meet me in front of this restaurant to buy wine, and you want to invite me to drink inside. Isn't the meaning of this very clear?"

"Nan Daxia, this is really a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding!" Lin Zixiao, the boss of the Yangjiang Three Musketeers, said, "We really don't know, Nan Daxia, you and our eight cousins, and such a relationship, we really don't know at all! ”

"Well, let's just assume it's a misunderstanding!" Nan Jian said, "Then you should tell me, what is the relationship between you and the eight heroes of Chutian?"

A few days ago, the Chujiang Sword Sect sent a person to our house, saying that they had a traitor in the Chujiang Sword Gate, killed the master, stole the Chu Palace treasure map that the Chujiang Sword Gate had treasured for many years, and absconded outside the gate. So, the eight junior brothers of the Chujiang Sword Sect went to the gate to pursue this traitor who killed the master and stole the treasure!"

Nan Jian nodded, with a sneer on his face, "Since the relationship between the three of them and the Seven Heroes of Chutian is cousins," he said, "Then you must have seen the seven of them!"

"Of course I have seen it!" Lin Zixiao said, "Chu Changfeng is the senior brother inside, he has three locks of long hair floating on his face, a kind face, and he is a very well-cultivated elder, while the second senior brother Chu Qingtian, with a long face and pointed forehead, does not look very good, but he is a very good person, kind-hearted, and a serious ......."

"Then let me ask you again, they Chutian Seven Heroes came to Matou City this time because there were eight people," Nan Jian still said coldly, "Then what is the relationship between this eighth person and Chutian Seven Heroes!"

"What kind of relationship!" Lin Zixiao said without thinking: "Of course the eight of them are brothers!"

"Oh!" Nan Jian looked at him and said, "You say, are the eight of them brothers?"

"It must be a brother!"

"Are they all brothers of the same father and mother?" asked Nan Jian again.

"They are all brothers of the same father and mother. ”

Nan Jian finally nodded, "Okay, I'm done with my words!" he said, "Since that's the case, then Nan might as well tell the three of them, Chutian Qixiong was plotted to death on the way from White Horse Town to Phoenix City a month ago, and they are already dead!"

When the three of them heard this, they were dumbfounded, and everyone's faces were sad, "Nan Daxia, how did you know about this?" Lin Zixiao asked.

"Because, on the morning of their deaths, my three friends and I happened to meet them!" Nan Jian said, "It's a pity that we went late, and when we arrived, there were seven of them, only their senior brother Chu Changfeng was still alive." But, unfortunately, he only spoke a few words to the three of us before he died!"

The Three Musketeers of Yangjiang looked stunned and very sad, "Then what did Chu Changfeng say to Nan Daxia before he died?" Lin Zilong suddenly asked.

His last words were the same as what the three of them had just said. ”

"Then did he hand over the Chu Palace Treasure Map to you?" Lin Zixiao immediately asked.

"Yes!" Nanjian said.

"Then shouldn't you give this treasure map to our three brothers now!" Lin Zixiao said again, "After all, our three brothers are relatives of these seven people, and we also came to find them on purpose." ”

Nan Jian nodded, "Very good!" he said, "Since the three of them are the cousins of the Seven Heroes of Chu Tian, this Chu Palace treasure map that Chu Changfeng gave me before he died, I should hand it over to you personally!"

When the three of them heard this, they all nodded solemnly, and at that moment, Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning, who were standing beside them, twitched again.

At this time, Nan Jian smiled and took out a piece of brocade from his sleeve pocket, "Three heroes," he asked, "Then who should I give this Chu Palace treasure map?"

"Of course it's handed over to me!" said Lin Zixiao, the boss of the Three Musketeers in Yangjiang.

Nan Jian nodded, "Okay!" He stretched out his hand, handed the Jinpa to Lin Zixiao's outstretched palm and said, "Lin Daxia, take it!"

"Take it!"

At this time, Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning, who were standing on the side, suddenly said: "Lin Daxia, then you also have to take a look, this treasure map is real or fake! Don't be messed with by others." ”

Lin Zixiao nodded, "That makes sense!" he said and unfolded it to take a look, only to see some mysterious graphics painted on it, so he nodded and said, "It's true!"

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly something shook in front of him. Suddenly, the piece of white brocade with a treasure map in his hand was snatched away by a very fast hand. When I looked up, I saw Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning grabbing the treasure map and preparing to pounce on the window and escape.

However, he never expected that there was already a person guarding the window outside! At that moment, the swords of the three musketeer brothers of Yangjiang had been unsheathed, and they had already surrounded Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning in the middle.

Lin Zixiao laughed, "Yan Ning," he said, "It seems that you are a little dishonest! How can this be?

Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning also laughed, "Lin Zixiao!" he said, "This Chu Palace treasure map should be handed over to me, after all, I still came up with this trick for you." ”

"Oh, you bastard who crossed the river and demolished the bridge. Lin Zixiao said, "How can we tell our conspiracy, after all, they are still here! Isn't this very sad for him to hear?" When he said this, he glanced at Nan Jian. However, Nanjian was still drinking as if nothing had happened.

When Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning heard this, they glanced back at Nan Jian again, "He's a hero," he laughed and said, "He doesn't love money, he just needs to have wine to drink!"

Nanjian didn't seem to hear it, he was still drinking, still drinking quietly.

"Don't talk nonsense, give me back the treasure map!" Lin Zixiao said, stabbing at Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning in the chest.

At that moment, there were three swords, like three poisonous snakes, stabbing out towards Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning from three directions. Suddenly, Sen's cold sword aura enveloped the entire wine room, but Nan Jian was still drinking silently, as if he didn't know what was happening around him.

Just when Nanjian slapped open the altar again for a long time, suddenly, there were three clicks, clicks, and clicks in the wine room. This kind of sound is not the sound of Nan Jian and Nangong Lin playing cotton at the door of Niu Gang's shop in the evening, nor is it the sound of the old man beating the watch in the middle of the night, and it is not the sound of the horse's hooves on the ground!

It was the sound that came from Bai Yanzi and Yan Ning when they smashed the necks of the Three Musketeers of Yangjiang with the copper flute in their hands, and the Three Musketeers of Yangjiang fell, but Nanjian was still drinking—drinking quietly. (To be continued.) )