Su Buer's eyes looked at the token and he paused for a long time.

It seemed that this person was also afraid of the token. After a brief silence, the person sighed and raised his head again.

"Little girl, who are you, Fang Zhen?" Su Buer looked at Xiaodie and suddenly mentioned a person who had disappeared for a long time.

Li Qing's heart moved. He also knew Fang Zhen? Ping'er's disappearance should be related to Fang Zhen. Ping'er was not found in the West Village. Now the opportunity has come again.

This opportunity cannot be lost again, why should we get some information about her? She is the first good friend I met in Jiangnan.

"Do you know my father?" Xiaodie immediately followed this sentence.

"We are all old friends, how can I forget? We haven't seen each other for more than ten years, he should remember me." Su Fuji ran his hand through his hair.

"Old enemies, of course he remembers you," Granny Meng interjected.

"My mother-in-law also knows my father?" Xiaodie was startled.

"His 'Potato Beef Stew' tastes good, and my mother-in-law likes it." Mother-in-law Meng mentioned something that Li Qing was interested in.

Li Qing paused and asked slowly: "Mother-in-law, Li Qing wants to inquire about someone. I wonder if mother-in-law can tell Li Qing?"

"Isn't she just a girl? Are you still thinking about her?" Granny Meng said.

Li Qing said slowly: "This girl is Qing'er's friend, I'm really worried about her."

"The old lady stole Master Li's girl? The old habit is not good." Su Buer said quickly.

This Su Tuozi talked a lot, and Li Qing couldn't help but frown. He always interrupted when he shouldn't have spoken.

The Granny Meng in front of me would definitely not mention the news that could have been known now.

Grandma Meng's face suddenly changed, and the corners of her mouth moved a few times, but she never said a word, but her expression told everyone that this sentence revealed her scar.

The standing Grandma Meng seems to be a piece of history. Is she an angel or a devil? Only her old friends know her past.

Women are afraid that others will talk about their past, and women’s past will be buried deep in their hearts.

Granny Meng is an old woman, and her past must have been more than that of the girl. Seeing Su Buer mention the past, the old man's stubborn temper suddenly exploded.

Before Su Buer could speak again, Granny Meng lifted her cane and pulled out a black and slender sword, which was like lightning.

The speed is like the strong wind, and the sword will make people move. Granny Meng's feet are sliding, revealing her favorite red embroidered shoes.

There is also a knife hidden in these shoes, which is a hidden weapon of Granny Meng. Li Qing has learned about it, and he also knows that what she kicks is the "ghost kick".

The three attacks were executed simultaneously. Most people would just wait for death. Li Qing could not believe that this mother-in-law would suddenly do such a cruel thing to Su Buer?

For a woman to become so crazy and vicious, she must have an indelible hatred in her heart. Only this kind of hatred can make a woman kill someone without blinking her eyes.

Su Buer's reputation was indeed well-deserved. The hunchbacked man was not tall to begin with, but he could squat down faster than others. The moment the sword was thrust out, the person shrank faster than ordinary people.

The gong started to rotate, and with a raised hand, the sword slipped through the rotation of the gong.

But Granny Meng's attack also had another foot. This foot was a trouble for a man like Su Bu'er. Others' feet were sweeping towards her, and they could be avoided by just turning sideways.

Grandma Meng's feet were not like this. She actually kicked her from bottom to top. As long as a mature man was hit by this kick, he would scream in agony.

Su Fuji seemed to know her move. The moment he shrank his body to avoid the sword, he immediately rolled up like a meat ball and avoided the kick.

Granny Meng's stabs and kicks seemed to kill Su Bu'er, leaving no way for him to survive.

Seeing that she had failed, Granny Meng stared straight in the direction of the meat ball.

After rolling about a foot away, the man jumped up and screamed: "You damn bitch, you actually want my life?"

Granny Meng's eyes seemed to have found an opportunity again. She shouted angrily and stabbed out the sword in her hand again like lightning. This sword was not only fast in swordsmanship, but also the location of the strike was chosen very cleverly.

The back of a normal person is a defect, not to mention a person with a hunchback. His waist is arched. He can only look forward and cannot parry the sword coming from behind.

Su Buer was standing in this position at the moment, with his back to Granny Meng at the moment he fell. This was the best opportunity for a master to draw a sword.

Grandma Meng is a master, so she will naturally not let go of such an opportunity. For a swordsman, the chance to blink is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

This sword is extremely fast and murderous. Even if it is faced head-on, it will be difficult to resist, not to mention that the sword is stabbing from behind.

The people sitting there suddenly widened their eyes. They forgot to drink the wine they were holding, and their greedy chopsticks stopped in the air. They all thought that a big hole would be made this time.

Things always surprised everyone, and Li Qing did not expect that a person sitting there would suddenly rush out and use his body to block the sword.

There was no sword in his hand. The sword was still on the table at this moment. He only had wine in his hand. This man had been drinking from the moment he came in.

The thrust sword passed through the shadow's shoulder blade, and the man's eyes were red and red, without any expression, as if the thrust sword only cut through his clothes.

There is no pain or any reaction.

The black and slender sword tip passed through Shadow's shoulder, and the tip of the sword was still trembling slightly.

Granny Meng held a sword in her hand and shouted loudly: "You...who are you?"

Although she wanted to raise her voice as loud as possible, she was a woman after all. At this moment, it turned into a scream, and her voice was still shaking.

Even if they are experienced swordsmen who have experienced countless games in their lives, they have never seen such a person.

A person without a sword in his hand would actually use his body to catch the sword. As long as the sword was slightly deflected, it would hit the heart.

Only a few inches away, death was right in front of his eyes, but this man didn't care about his own life or death at all.

The blood slowly flowed out from the sword. It was bright red blood and immediately dyed the clothes red.

Grandma Meng looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her and said in shock, "Are you a shadow?"

There was no expression on the shadow's face, nor did he say a word.

Among masters, hesitation will pay the price. Su Buer's body had turned around. He saw the sword and the person in the shadow.

The gong in his hand was struck instantly, and the man's hand turned into a palm.

Granny Meng's reaction was quick enough. She immediately let go of the hilt of the sword and used her crutch to meet Su Buer's palm. She only heard a 'click' sound.

Su Buer's palm directly broke the crutch and landed on Granny Meng's chest.

Granny Meng's body retreated and flew out. A muffled groan was heard in the air, and her coughing sound when she landed told everyone that she had been seriously injured.

Granny Meng couldn't believe it at all. Su Buer's palm skills would suddenly become so powerful, and she didn't leave any room for it. This was just desperate.

When Li Qing saw all this, he had only one thought in his mind.

Su Buer's palm power must have used 100% of his power, otherwise a powerful person like Granny Meng would not have been injured by one palm.

Shadow's face became paler, and his whole body was trembling. He stepped back step by step, and when he met Su Buer's stopping hand, he slowly fell into Su Buer's arms.

Xiao Leixue had already stood up, looking at everything that happened with heavy eyes.

"You...why did you do this?" Su Buer's voice was a little choked.

"Because you are a friend, a friend who can drink with Shadow." Shadow was coughing and his face was twitching.

"But I only stayed with you for one night," Su Buer's voice was still trembling.

"Enough!" Shadow lowered his head and looked at the sword on his shoulder.

"But this sword may kill you," Su Buer said.

Shadow took a breath and said, "I know."

"You're a bit stupid!" Su Buer sighed.

The lying shadow suddenly raised his head and stared at Xiao Leixue who stood up. Although he didn't say a word, there was a strange change in his eyes.

They are old friends for many years, and there is a tacit understanding between them. This kind of eye interaction can only be achieved by old friends who have known each other for many years.

After just a moment of eye contact, Shadow lowered his head again and said in a swallowing voice: "Let's go, get out of here."

Su Buer's fingers moved to seal the acupuncture point on Shadow's shoulder blade. He pressed his palm on Shadow's shoulder and the black sword flew out.

Shadow's body slowly stood up, and Su Buer's hands wrapped around his waist.

The people in front of the wooden house returned to silence. Su Buer and Shadow left the place in their eyes. Their steps were very slow, and they seemed to have been heartbroken by this place.

Sad people always leave sad places. Li Qing looked at the shadow's back and felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

One person's dream of the world may have been left here, or perhaps it has been changed at this moment. No one knows this, only the departing shadow knows it.

At this moment, Li Qing heard Xiao Leixue let out a long sigh, and said in a very calm voice: "Since I have been here for so long and stayed in the wooden house, I may be thirsty. Here is the strongest wine."

Is there another person on the wooden house? Not only was Li Qing surprised, but everyone sitting there was also curious. Xiao Leixue was the only one to notice this person when he came here.

A strange voice came down from the roof of the wooden house. The voice was not very loud, but it was very clear, and every word was sonorous and powerful.

"My old friend has a great ear," said the man on the roof.

"The sound is already loud enough, how could I not hear it?" Xiao Leixue said loudly without looking back.

"I just slapped a mosquito to death with one hand, and old friends can hear it?" the man on the roof said with a smile.

"You should use your sword. An old friend's sword can be silent." Xiao Leixue replied calmly.

A black figure flew up from the top of the wooden house and landed on the ground with laughter.
Chapter completed!