Li Qing got off the carriage and saw that he had returned to Zuixian Tower. Li Qing did not see Su Hai, who claimed to be a 'know-it-all in the world of martial arts', he must not have woken up yet.

This fair-weather friend didn't seem to have a good drinking capacity, Li Qing thought for a moment.

The thick-browed man led him into an elegant room. There was only one guest in this elegant room. The guest was wearing a bamboo hat. He was drinking wine slowly. There was a long sword on the table. The scabbard of the long sword was golden.

Liang, his left hand on the sword.

"Please take a seat, Young Master Li." The thick-browed man smiled, and Li Qing saw his teeth. His teeth were shining with gold. This man had a mouth full of gold teeth. The thick-browed man stood behind the guest, and his face returned to calm.

"Please drink!" The guest wearing a bamboo hat poured out a glass of wine with his right hand.

"I'd like to drink some tea," Li Qing said without politeness.

The guest wearing a bamboo hat slowly poured out a cup of tea, but he did not hand it to Li Qing. He took a sip slowly, and Li Qing heard him sigh.

"It's a pity that the tea is a bit cold. I'll heat it up for you." The guest wearing a bamboo hat put his right hand on the kettle. Li Qing saw a hand. This thin hand began to turn red, and the water in the kettle came out.

Got hot.

"What a deep inner strength!" Li Qing praised.

"It's a pity that my hands used to only like killing people. Now it's good to use them to boil water." The guest wearing a bamboo hat raised his head and took off the bamboo hat on his head.

Li Qing saw a thin face with two big eyes, which were as sinister as eagle eyes. A streak of blood was reflected under the candle. This was a middle-aged man.

"You don't want to know why I invited you?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Qing.

"In no mood?"

"Why?"

"Please I am your reason."

"Then why did you come?"

"I'm here for my reason!"

"That's a good reason!" The middle-aged man poured out a cup of tea and handed it to Li Qing with his right hand. Li Qing found that his left hand had not moved and was always on the sword.

"You don't want to know my name?" the middle-aged man asked

"No!" Li Qing answered quickly.

"Aren't you curious about me?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised. His eagle-like eyes were only fixed on Li Qing. He wanted to see through this young man's heart.

"Not curious!" Li Qing picked up the tea, but he didn't drink it. His eyes were looking at the cup of tea. There was a red date floating in the cup of tea. This red date was very soft and it was a specialty of the Western Regions.

"If others don't offer money to kill you, maybe we can be friends," the middle-aged man sighed. He slowly picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"You can't kill me!" Li Qing suddenly laughed. He looked at the red dates in the cup and thought of a person who liked to enjoy such rare Western red dates. Only such a person can have them in all seasons.

"Are you sure of this?" The middle-aged man laughed. He laughed very strangely. He started laughing loudly and kept laughing.

The sword in his left hand suddenly took off, his left hand held the scabbard, and the sword slipped halfway out of the scabbard. The sword was as bright as a stream of autumn water, green and cold, piercing the flesh and bones.

Li Qing did not move. He quietly looked at the unsheathed sword. The scabbard was very dazzling in the candlelight, and kept shining golden yellow with the candlelight.

The man's body was as motionless as a stone statue. He had stopped laughing and focused on Li Qing in front of him with the strange sunlight. His eyes had already enveloped Li Qing.

Although the sword was still in motion, Li Qing felt that the murderous aura forced out of the gap in the sword was getting stronger and stronger. He sat there, not daring to move even an inch.

He knew that if he moved even slightly, an empty door would inevitably be exposed, and the opponent's killing sword would immediately follow.

The room suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of the thick-browed man's even breathing. Looking at the scene in front of him, he seemed to understand that this "quiet" treatment was actually more terrifying than the "moving" fight.

Li Qing thought about the sword in his hand. Is my sword as fast as his? Li Qing could already feel beads of sweat coming out of his nose, but the middle-aged man's thin face was as unchanged as a dead man.

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"What a fast sword! It's a pity that you can't kill him," they heard a voice outside the door. This voice was very familiar to Li Qing.

This was the voice of a fair-weather friend. The voice seemed to come at just the right time. The fat Su Hai opened the door and walked in. His eyes were a little sleepy.

"Know-it-all!" The middle-aged man did not move. His eyes were still looking at Li Qing, but he called out Su Hai's name. He seemed to be very familiar with the name.

"But I can kill you!" The thick-browed man had already taken action. His steps were fast, and the wind from his palm blew Su Hai's gorgeous satin gown.

The big man with thick eyebrows liked his palm. His palm could kill a bad wolf. He was very confident in his palm. But the moment the palm fell on his hand, the big man with thick eyebrows felt as if his hand was applying a hand.

Very slippery stuff, this stuff is very slippery.

This feeling is like walking into the seafood market and catching fish in the water with your own hands. No, it is a loach. It swims very fast.

He saw a figure slipping quickly under his palm like a loach. This figure also had a sneer. He felt his arm suddenly go numb, followed by a burst of pain. The thick-browed man looked at his wrist.

There was an extra pen on his right wrist, and the pen penetrated his right wrist in an instant. Sweat beads as big as soybeans flowed out from the forehead of the thick-browed man, but Li Qing did not hear his screams.

His teeth clenched loudly.

"Yes! This is your true face!" Li Qing looked at everything in front of him and did not move until he heard this voice, which came from the mouth of a middle-aged man.

"Who are you?" Su Hai, who had already slid to the table, stared at the middle-aged man with his eyes. The middle-aged man put his left hand on his sword. He did not return to Su Hai's words.

Li Qing likes to come to the 'Zui Xian Tower', and this is also the first time he has seen Su Hai doing anything. This fat Su Hai has such advanced martial arts, and his weapon is a paintbrush for painting!

But there is a more confusing question that needs Li Qing to think about. Is there someone Su Hai doesn't know about? Li Qing was a little surprised, and his eyes slid towards the thick-browed man.

Su Hai didn't look at the thick-browed man behind him. The thick-browed man quietly took out a small knife from under his coat with his left hand.

The knife flew out in an instant, and the sharp knife pierced Su Hai's back. The thick-browed man saw another hand at this moment. This hand used the fastest speed to clamp his knife. This man was now standing beside Su Hai.

Behind the scenes, he is Li Qing.

Su Hai's eyes did not move. He showed a smile and said, "I know your hands will not be idle, even though we are fair-weather friends."

This sentence floated to Li Qing, and Li Qing let out a bitter smile. He didn't know why this thick-browed man attacked Su Hai?

"Get out!" The middle-aged man looked at the thick-browed man. He poured out a glass of wine and issued an order. The thick-browed man retreated, and Li Qing saw a trace of resentment in his eyes as he left.

"You guys sit down," the middle-aged man held up the wine glass, held the scabbard with his left hand, and the sharp sword that slipped out was immediately sucked back into the scabbard. His tone was like giving an order, and his tone did not allow others to go against the grain.

step.

Li Qing thought of Su Hai's painting studio. There was no portrait of this person in the studio, and Su Hai didn't know who he was?

"You are Young Master Li of the Blood Clothes Sect, and you are Su Hai, the 'know-it-all' in the world. This time I can confirm your identities. I have not found the wrong person." The middle-aged man looked at Li Qing and Su Hai and said something that made no sense.

In words.

Li Qing glanced at Su Hai. He saw Su Hai slowly sit down. He sat in the elegant room of his restaurant and raised a wine glass with a strange swordsman.

This man should be the golden killer! Li Qing determined in his heart that his scabbard was made of gold!

"Let's drink! Wine can make me forget the purpose of coming here," the middle-aged man gave up the wine glass and picked up the jug.

"We should drink from a bowl, it will be enjoyable," Su Hai made a suggestion. He smiled at Li Qing, and suddenly he blinked at Li Qing, as if he had read through Li Qing's mind.

Li Qing looked at Su Hai, thinking in his heart, this fair-weather friend was not drunk at all in his underground room. He had pulled a trap, but why did Su Hai let him know these secrets?

There was no answer in Su Hai's eyes. He looked at Li Qing. Li Qing felt like a plaything in his hands. This Su Hai seemed mysterious today.

At this moment, Li Qing had a feeling that in Su Hai's eyes, he was just a naked person without any secrets. Su Hai had already seen through his mind.

"Serve the wine!" Li Qing didn't want to think about it anymore. He decided to drink today. He must know what all this means today. Li Qing shouted, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

A waiter rushed in outside the door. He was holding two jars of wine in his hands. He was very fast. He glanced at Su Hai and quickly backed out. Soon he brought a few more jars of wine. He knew

The shopkeeper is drinking today, and the person drinking with the shopkeeper must be his friend.

The flattering waiter received an eye-roll from Su Hai. This Su Hai was very stingy. The waiter brought him "burning knives" from the Western Regions, which made him feel a little distressed.

When the guy left, he glanced at Li Qing. Li Qing remembered him. This was the guy who talked to Ping'er that day. This guy had been chopping off fish heads that morning. Li Qing took a closer look at the guy's back. His

The back looks a little familiar.

The middle-aged man poured out three bowls of wine with his right hand. He picked up one bowl, and his left hand never left his sword. This should be a habit of his, and it is also a habit that a swordsman has developed over many years of using his sword.

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"Let's drink the first bowl first, and I will answer one of your questions for each bowl." The middle-aged man picked up the first bowl and looked at Li Qing. He waited for Li Qing to ask the first question.

This method is quite good. Li Qing picked up the wine and glanced at Su Hai. He finished the first bowl of wine very quickly, but he didn't ask anything. Li Qing knew that this person must be very anxious. He claimed that '

He knows everything, but he knows nothing about the middle-aged man in front of him now.

This middle-aged man is a strange swordsman. He appeared in Guzhou City for the first time. He brought a sword with a golden scabbard.
Chapter completed!