Three hundred and thirtieth chapters of wine and sword
Seeing the thing on the back of the black-clad killer, Afeng frowned tightly and murmured in a low voice: "Phantom Flying Knife, Wudang Jun Buhui, why is he here?"
Just as Afeng was in deep thought, a hearty laughter came over: "Brother Afeng, we are meeting again."
Afeng looked closely and saw a middle-aged man in white dress walking out with a smile. He looked like he was dressed in a gentle scholar, but his whole body was full of murderous intentions.
Seeing this scene, Afeng frowned and called out in a low voice: "It's you, don't you regret it?"
Jun Buhui responded with a smile: "Why, Brother Afeng seems very surprised when he sees me?"
At this time, Afeng had figured out the whole story of the matter. Then he glared at the scholar Jiangnan fiercely, gritted his teeth gently, and said, "Scholar Jiangnan, it seems that this was designed by you and Jun Buhui in advance.
OK trap?”
The scholar in Jiangnan did not nod or shook his head. The sinister smile on his face was considered accustomed to this matter.
"Where are my brother Lin now? How are you doing to him?" A Feng waved the black broken knife in his hand in the air and asked suddenly.
Jun Buhui responded with a smile: "We really don't know where Brother Lin is, but there is one thing that can clearly tell you that his current situation is very safe."
When Afeng heard this, he was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Are you serious about this?"
Jun Buhui smiled and said, "Brother Afeng, do you think I still need to lie to you at this time?"
A Feng's face changed slightly. After pausing for a moment, he asked coldly: "Then you have tried every effort to invite me to come. What's going on? It's not that it's been a long time since I saw you.
Let’s talk about the past with me?"
Jun Buhui smiled coldly and said, "What's wrong?"
Afeng smiled coldly and said, "If you want to reminisce about the past, it seems that something is missing, right?"
Jun Buhui smiled and replied, "That's natural, no matter how you drink, brother Afeng, do you think this is the reason?"
Afeng yawned and smiled, saying, "It's the reason, but in this wilderness, I don't know where the wine is?"
Jun Buhui smiled coldly and said, "What's the difficulty?"
After saying that, he clapped his palms. Before the applause was completely over, four big men in brocade clothes each held a wine jar, and four more beautiful girls followed behind him, holding small objects such as wine glasses in their hands.
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Two men in brocade clothes handed the wine jar to their companions, and pulled out a table and three small stools in the ruins of the dilapidated temple like magic. Then the two began to carefully wipe the dust on them, and they were meticulous and serious.
I'm afraid even the client of the largest restaurant in the capital will be hard to match.
After a while, the table and stool were wiped cleanly. The sun shone with a faint glow, and they could be used directly as a bronze mirror for washing my daughter's house.
The remaining two men in brocade clothes, who and the four maids quickly arranged the wine and some small objects for drinking, then took a light step back and stood respectfully.
Jun Buhui made a call and said, "Brother Afeng, brother Jiangnan, please!"
Afeng looked at the scholar in Jiangnan disdainfully, then found a seat and sat down, sniffed the fragrance of the wine gently, and exclaimed: "A hundred years of age, apricot blossom spring!"
Jun Buhui smiled and replied, "Brother Afeng is really an immortal in the wine. You can tell what kind of wine it is just by smelling it. Come on, I wish Brother Afeng a glass."
Before he could finish his words, he saw Jun Buhui grab the wine glass, raise his neck, and drink it all in one go.
At this time, a maid had already filled Afeng with a glass of wine. Seeing this, Afeng smiled slightly, then grabbed the wine glass, and with a buzz, they all put it into his stomach.
After drinking three glasses of water and wine in a row, Afeng looked at Jun Buhui with a drunkenness and said, "Brother Jun, we are not secretly talking. Today you plan to invite me to come, what is the matter?"
Jun Buhui replied with a smile: "Brother Afeng is indeed a cheerful person. I will not hide it from it. I really have something to ask for."
Afeng laughed and said, "What's the matter?"
Jun Buhui took a sip of the water and said, "I want to make a deal with Brother Afeng."
Afeng paused for a moment and asked, "What deal?"
Jun Buhui responded word by word: "Help me get the Wind Chasing Sword."
Afeng yawned and smiled, saying, "It turns out that Brother Jun has taken a fancy to the Wind-Chasing Sword. No wonder he spent such a big deal to invite me to come. But since it is a transaction, I don't know what benefits I can get from it?"
Jun Buhui replied: "I heard that Brother Afeng and Brother Lin are brothers and have a greater concern for his affairs than yours. I don't know what I said, but the facts?"
Afeng nodded slightly and asked back, "Yes, so what? Is this matter related to Brother Lin?"
Jun Buhui nodded softly and said, "Brother Afeng is indeed a smart person. He hit the nail on the head. It's not bad. If Brother Lin was present, he wouldn't refuse this matter."
A Feng's face immediately raised a hint of confusion and asked hurriedly: "What's the matter?"
Jun Buhui did not answer directly, but took a sip of wine, then waved to everyone, and whispered: "You guys go down first!"
When the four men in brocade clothes and the four maids heard this, they all responded respectfully and retreated one after another. Seeing that his subordinates had gone far away, Jun Buhui smiled mysteriously and said
: "I heard that Brother Afeng and Brother Lin came out for two people this time. I wonder what I said is correct?"
Afeng was stunned when he heard this. He and Lin Yu came here for a moment and did not tell anyone how Jun Buhui learned all this. Could it be that mysterious bloody young master?
After pausing for a moment, Afeng frowned gently, then laughed out loud and said, "I didn't expect Brother Jun's news to be so well-informed. I really admire him. Yes, Brother Lin and I came to Beijing this time.
It is to investigate the death of Feijian Sect's family, and to find Zhou Xing, the leader of Feijian Sect who has been missing for more than a month, and Miss Liu who has been with him. Why, Brother Jun knows who has been exterminated by Feijian Sect?"
Jun Buhui smiled and shook his head, saying, "I don't know."
When Afeng heard this, he was stunned and asked in a somewhat astonishment: "What did Brother Jun mean just now?"
Jun Buhui replied: "Although I don't know who destroyed the Feijian Sect, I know the whereabouts of the Feitian Sword. I wonder if this will help Brother Afeng?"
Afeng heard Lin Yu mention the Feitian Sword. This is the carry-on weapon of Zhou Xing, the leader of the Feijian Sect, and it is also the token of the Feijian Sect. If he knows the whereabouts of the Feitian Sword, he will naturally be able to follow the clues and find out that the Feijian Sect is
Who was destroyed by the family and the whereabouts of Zhou Xing and Miss Liu were found.
Thinking of this, Afeng hurriedly asked, "Where is the Feitian Sword now?"
Jun Buhui smiled coldly, sipped a glass of wine, and then responded word by word: "Zangjian Villa!"
When Afeng heard this, he was shocked and said in shock: "Cangjian Villa?"
Jun Buhui nodded slightly and said, "That's right."
At this time, Afeng suddenly remembered the conversation he heard in Cangzhou Inn, and his expression immediately sank slightly. If Jun Buhui said that it was not false, it seems that Zangjian Villa has really started to make big moves, so he has to find Lin as soon as possible.
Brother, it’s enough to tell this, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.
Thinking of this, Afeng paused for a moment, then turned his gaze to the face of the scholar Jiangnan, smiled coldly, and said, "Brother Jiangnan said he knew Brother Lin's whereabouts, but I don't know where Brother Lin is now?"
The expression on the face of the scholar Jiangnan's face was blue, purple, and dark when he heard this. How could he know Lin Yu's whereabouts? The reason why he said this was just to lure him under the instructions of Jun Buhui.
It was just a means of Afeng coming.
Jun Buhui saw the awkward atmosphere of the scene and hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother Afeng, please rest assured. If I learnt about Brother Lin's whereabouts, I will notify you as soon as possible, what?"
A Feng stood up gently, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It turns out that after a long time, it turns out that Brother Jun and Brother Jiangnan played tricks. They said differently, they don't make plans. Thank you.
Goodbye, brother’s wine!”
The scholar in Jiangnan suddenly slapped the table and said, "Afeng, I advise you not to toast and not to eat and punish the wine, otherwise, the sharp sword in my hand would not mind drinking another person's blood."
Afeng smiled coldly and said, "Are you threatening me?"
The scholar in Jiangnan snorted angrily and shouted, "Yes, so what?"
Afeng smiled coldly and said, "It's not so good. I just want to tell you that my knife hasn't drunk fresh human blood for a long time. Now I'm a little hungry and thirsty."
The scholar in Jiangnan suddenly drew his sword and shouted angrily: "Since that's the case, then I'll learn about the sword skills of Brother Afeng."
A cold murderous intent suddenly flashed in Afeng's clear eyes, saying, "Rumors from the rivers and lakes, scholars in Jiangnan cannot worship him. A sharp sword swept across the entire Jiangnan. Today, I, Afeng, really want to see, why do you sweep across the river?
Could it be that the whole Jiangnan is just a three-inch tongue to deceive..."
"You are looking for death!" Before Ah Feng finished speaking, the scholar in Jiangnan shouted loudly.
After saying this, the scholar in Jiangnan did not directly attack Afeng, but instead bowed to him respectfully. Even the most filial grandson might not be able to do the respect even if he saw his grandfather.
Afeng also knew very well that before a scholar in Jiangnan would bow respectfully to the person he killed. When he gave a bow, the more respectful his attitude, the more he was, the more he was murderous. Looking at this scene, he
He was determined to kill.
If only one scholar in Jiangnan was born, Afeng would not be afraid, but at this time there was another Jun Buhui who was not as weak as his martial arts. That would be very difficult. Once he also took action at the same time, he would have no other chance to win.
If you don’t say it, maybe even your life may not be able to be saved.
Thinking of this, Afeng did not dare to underestimate him at all. He saw his eyes as sharp as a hawk about to rush to eat a hare, staring at the sharp sword in the hand of a scholar in Jiangnan.
The scholar in Jiangnan shouted coldly, and the sharp sword in his hand snarled through the sky, like a poisonous snake that had just emerged from the hole, spitting out a fiery red snake letter and rushed towards Afeng.