The door of the gambling house has been closed. There is no gambler who likes gambling in the Yum Gambling House at this time, and the horse that broke in has been led out of the door.

Gao Qian was standing at the gambling table. He didn't leave any of his friends behind.

The person who came in was none other than Xiao Yulou.

He was wearing white clothes and holding a dark brown sword in his hand.

The sword was in the scabbard, but Gao Qian felt an invisible murderous aura.

No time could have broken his heart as much as today.

Because the person who walked in was not only a man, but also the man he was most familiar with.

Love has no age limit, but the friendship we have shared since childhood seemed like a deep ravine appeared in front of his eyes.

No ravine was deeper than the one in front of him, and Gao Qian felt that he could not see its bottom.

There are only wrong paths in this world, and there is never a bridge to turn back.

Gao Qian saw that the bridge of friendship built deep in his heart had begun to collapse.

"Why?" Gao Qian tried his best to calm his heart.

Xiao Yulou stared at Gao Qian with murderous eyes. He suddenly took a few steps forward and said coldly: "Did Li Qing kill A Bin?"

Gao Qian did not deny that this A Bin, who liked to make a fool of himself, was originally a waiter in his inn.

He is also a disciple of the Blood Clothes Sect.

But he was the one sent by Xiao Yulou. He believed in his friend and every story he told him, including A Bin's past.

But Li Qing told him personally that this was a traitor. From the moment he arrived here, someone had carefully planned this conspiracy.

"He should be your friend's child. You didn't kill his father?" Gao Qian hoped that this was not a fact.

"I did kill his father, but when I found him, I just told him that I knew a secret." Xiao Yulou said.

"I already know what you said?" Gao Qian's heart became even colder.

This is a deceptive lie. As long as one person can make up such a lie, the hearts of young people who hear it will be impulsive, and impulsiveness will only bring endless punishment.

A Bin, who likes to look silly, will never know the answer again.

This vicious lie could only become a dusty secret after he left.

"There should be a jar of old wine here." Xiao Yulou did not answer his words, his eyes drifted to the second floor of the gambling house, which was Li Qing's favorite place to sit.

"Only old friends like to drink old wine." Gao Qian clapped his hands and walked towards the counter.

Xiao Yulou watched Gao Qian walk into the counter of the gambling house and suddenly let out a long sigh.

The Gao Qian in the back did not pause. He bent down and took out a jar of wine from the counter, lowered his head and said, "Why are you sighing again?"

"I always thought I was very young, but when I saw your back, I realized that time is really unforgiving." Xiao Yulou, standing at the door, sighed.

Gao Qian walked out of the counter, looked at the wine jar in his hand, shook his head and said to himself: "I always thought that I had no chance to meet you in this life, but I still can't forget you."

Xiao Yulou smiled and said: "Because we were young."

Gao Qian stared at him, walked straight to the second floor of the casino, sat down where Li Qing liked to sit, leaned against the wooden railing and said, "Today may be a good day for drinking, why don't you come up?"

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"When you are drinking, you must first finish the things at hand, so that you can sit down and drink with peace of mind." Xiao Yulou withdrew his gaze from the second floor.

When his eyes fell on the meteor hammer on the ground, his gaze suddenly became more gloomy, and he said coldly for a long time: "Flying Cat's technique is really not simple."

Gao Qian, who was sitting on the second floor, didn't answer.

Xiao Yulou suddenly raised his head and glanced at the man at the door with cold eyes. The man at the door seemed to have made a huge mistake, and no one said a word.

"I heard that the people in Taihu are all bloody men, but what I saw today is nothing more than that." Gao Qian's words floated down the stairs.

Xiao Yulou kept glaring at them with his sharp eyes and said coldly: "Are you qualified enough to show off your weapons in front of Feimao?"

The faces of the five men all changed, especially the face of the man who threw the meteor hammer, which suddenly turned pale without any blood.

No man answered Xiao Yulou's words.

Xiao Yulou said coldly: "Since there are no weapons in hand, it is a shame for such a person to live."

The bearded man lost his voice and said: "You...what did you say?"

"People without weapons are not worthy of staying here. The only people left here are those who can survive." Xiao Yulou said.

The bearded man seemed to be stimulated in his heart, and he suddenly said loudly: "Do you think wearing white clothes can compare with Ximen Chuixue in the past? His swordsmanship will always be the first."

No one standing in the gambling den could have imagined that he would actually say such a sentence. Even Xiao Yulou seemed to be stunned by his words.

Xiao Yulou's face was instantly filled with murderous intent, as if every word of the man's words spoke to his mind, and he slowly raised the sword in his hand.

The man holding the sword in his arms never put down the sword in his arms. He stared at Xiao Yulou's sword and said slowly: "We brothers seem to have been with you for a long time, and we don't seem to know much about you.

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"You know he was once an old friend of mine, and this secret is enough to make him want to kill you." Gao Qian on the second floor sighed.

The man made no sound anymore. Suddenly he gritted his teeth and the sword in his arms was unsheathed. The sword light flashed and pierced Xiao Yulou's throat.

Xiao Yulou's sword did not move, his body had slipped backwards, and his figure retreated to the stairs on the second floor.

His eyes never left the bearded man who spoke just now, as if this man's words hurt his self-esteem in front of his old friends.

As long as the sword wielder takes out the sword, there is no moment to take it back. In the swordsman's hand, as long as the sword is unsheathed, there is no moment to look back.

The sword kept flashing in the air, and in an instant the man had made dozens of moves with his sword.

Xiao Yulou's body kept changing with the changes of the sword, and a few words came out from his mouth from time to time, "Slow! Your swordsmanship is too slow."

When the man made his thirteenth thrust, Gao Qian saw Xiao Yulou pull out his sword. He only thrust out one sword among the sword flowers, and the sword had already pierced the man's throat.

The moment the sword was pulled out, it was dripping with bright red blood.

"I hate the number thirteen the most. You shouldn't have thrust out this sword." Xiao Yulou looked down at the sword in his hand.

There was no sword in the man's hand, and one of his hands was raised high, pointing directly at Xiao Yulou in front of him.

The bearded man seemed to be the boss among them. He opened his eyes wide and shouted: "You actually killed him?"

"He shouldn't mention Ximen Chuixue, he is just a legend of yesterday." Gao Qian on the second floor sighed and continued: "The only thing a swordsman hates most is to live in someone else's shadow."

"Since you have followed me for so many years, you should remember this truth." The sword in Xiao Yulou's hand was slowly inserted into the scabbard.

"The sword is the soul of a swordsman. Even if you kill us today, you can't be the same as he was in the past." At this time, another man at the door suddenly said, holding a knife in his hand.

He watched Xiao Yulou's every move with cold eyes, with a fierce light in his eyes that was more terrifying than a knife.

Xiao Yulou stared at the man who spoke, his attitude returned to indifference, and his eyes showed murderous intent again.

The man who spoke didn't seem to care about Xiao Yulou's expression at all. He puffed up his chest and said, "What if I die by your sword today? Your sword can only kill those useless people."

The moment he spoke, he shook out a sword with his backhand. In the flash of the sword's light, his sword had already stabbed Xiao Yulou's chest.

Xiao Yulou's figure floated up.

At this time, the man saw a figure floating down from the second floor, and he stretched out a hand in the air.

In the changing light of the knife, this hand actually grabbed the back of the knife. The knife seemed to take root in his hand immediately.

The man tried hard to pull out the knife, but even with all his strength, the knife was still in the man's hand.

With a smile on Gao Qian's face, he whispered: "He is not the Ximen Chuixue of the past, and I am not the Lu Xiaofeng of the past."

Sweat dripped from the man's forehead.

"This is a gambling house, not a school for martial arts competitions. Our young master definitely doesn't like this." Gao Qian said.

The man looked at Gao Qian with a puzzled look, let go of the knife in his hand, turned to the men at the door and said, "Let's go."

The door opened with a creaking sound and closed again in an instant.

Xiao Yulou sat at the table on the second floor. He said in a cold voice: "Those who shouldn't be alive can't live even if they leave."

"At least they didn't die here." Gao Qian said while standing downstairs.

"You can always guess what I'm thinking." Xiao Yulou on the second floor opened the wine jar and poured the wine directly into his mouth.

Gao Qian nodded and walked to the door of the gambling house leading to the backyard. He seemed to be facing Xiao Yulou or someone in the backyard.

He looked thoughtfully for a long time and said: "You asked them to come here deliberately, just to test whether our young master is really here?"

Xiao Yulou took another sip of wine.

"You always think that one day you will no longer be Ximen Chuixue's shadow. This is your original wish." Gao Qian said.

Xiao Yulou took another sip of wine.

Gao Qian was not surprised by Xiao Yulou's appearance. Instead, he smiled and said, "You really want to see if the young master can clamp your sword?"

Xiao Yulou stopped drinking in his hand, and his eyes became hesitant. He stared at the chair where Li Qing once sat, as if Li Qing was sitting here at the moment.

"Can you really clamp my sword?" Xiao Yulou said to himself.

Gao Qian, who was standing downstairs, sighed deeply. He walked to a gambling table, gently put the knife in his hand on the gambling table, and then said: "Maybe you will never have a chance to compete with him.

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"Are you so sure?" Xiao Yulou's figure appeared on the first floor, and he looked at Gao Qian with a very unique look.

"This is the only wrong step you made in your life. You shouldn't have brought them here." Gao Qian looked through the people in Xiao Yulou and looked at the backyard of the gambling house.

Xiao Yulou saw a strange figure in Gao Qian's eyes.

He originally wanted to go back and see who this person was? This person was definitely not Li Qing, he firmly believed.
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