Sir, this sword is a keepsake

"Brother Dongliu?" Seeing that he was overjoyed at first, but then his expression suddenly changed, Shen Fang couldn't help being rather strange.

"To tell you the truth, I once missed a major event because of drunkenness, and I regret it to this day. Although Zhuyeqing wine is a mellow and good wine, but its stamina is endless, it can easily drive people crazy." Dong Liu paused, "However, within ten bowls , it's not a problem. It's just a pity for Brother Shen's kindness."

After all, he poured a bowl for Shen Fang and another bowl for himself, omitting Zhuang Li.

Shen Fang shook his head, and said with a slight smile, "Drinking is for fun, and I invite Brother Dongliu to drink to make friends with Your Excellency. If you make Brother Dongliu drunk, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse?"

Dong Liu also smiled, "How does Mr. Shen drink?"

Shen Fang said calmly: "If Brother Dongliu doesn't dare to drink more than ten bowls occasionally, I think three bowls will be enough."

Dong Liu nodded, and the two raised their bowls together to meet each other.

Dong Liu drank it all in one gulp, "Good wine!"

Shen Fang took the first sip cautiously. When he heard Dong Lu's emotion, he felt the rather pungent aroma of the wine filled his lips and teeth, and at the same time, a scorching heat passed through his throat, and a cloud of hot air accumulated in his abdomen instantly.

"Strong, awe-inspiring." Shen slowly spit out four words.

"It can be seen that Mr. Shen seems to be drinking this kind of strong wine for the first time. There is no need to drink a bowl. Tonight, it is better to stay sober." Dong Liu looked at Shen Fang, with a faint smile on his face. The smile has a deep meaning.

Shen Fang and Zhuang Li both heard the reminder.

"Is there going to be a big event tonight?"

Dong Liu nodded and filled another bowl of wine. "I can't say too much. If the two of you stay in the room of Qiyun Tower and stay behind closed doors, there shouldn't be any major problems."

"Is it related to Wuxiang Building?" Shen Fang asked directly.

Dong Liu didn't raise his eyes, he seemed to have known that Shen Fang would ask such questions, he took a sip of his wine, "Young Master Shen just didn't want to tell me why I offended Wuxianglou, now I have guessed the reason, I can only advise you Mr. Shen, no matter what plan you have for Wuxianglou, don't act tonight."

Shen Fang knew that Dongliu thought he would go to Wuxianglou to retrieve the sword manual.He decided to ask a few more questions about Wuxianglou.

"Brother Dongliu, why did you become an enemy of Wuxianglou?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Li couldn't help but glance at Dong Liu.

"In the past, Wuxianglou sold some information about me and killed several of my brothers. I killed a few of Nangong Lingyun's subordinates to take revenge, and this has ended."

"He sent people to chase and kill me three times, and returned without success three times, so he ignored me. From now on, the well water will never violate the river water."

Zhuang Li was surprised: "Did he let you go?"

"Not really, but Nangong Lingyun has an eccentric temperament. He made a rule for himself. If he wanted to kill someone, he was only allowed to strike three times. If I escaped the third time by luck, he would stop pestering me."

Shen Fang and Zhuang Li looked at each other, both finding it difficult to understand.

Dong Liu saw what they were thinking and smiled, "I thought he was just talking casually to make me numb, but this year has passed, and I really haven't met anyone from Wuxianglou again. Look People who are used to using hidden weapons for poisoning are not necessarily the ones who break their promises."

He thought for a while, and then said: "Maybe as a businessman, after weighing the pros and cons, he doesn't want to waste his energy on me anymore."

"From this point of view, he is a very calm opponent." Shen Fang commented.

"That's right, and Wuxianglou's family has a big business. In addition to fighting it personally, they can also afford to buy various killers. Getting grudges with it will cause a lot of trouble for me. After that, I will try to avoid its edge."

"Escaped by chance?" Shen Fang remembered Dongliu's superb knife that stopped the hidden weapon, and asked, "Could it be Nangong Lingyun himself who chased you for the third time?"

"That's right." Dong Liu looked around secretly, as if he was confirming if there was anyone around who was easy to inquire, and then suddenly rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, revealing a strong black arm.Shen Fang and Zhuang Li didn't see anything unusual at first glance, but when they looked up, they saw that the arm suddenly shrank and narrowed when it reached the elbow, and there was no flesh and blood under the scorched skin like bark, like It's a thick hemp rope twisted into a ball, which is quite weird and frightening.

Shen Fang's eyelids twitched, and Zhuang Li was even more startled.

Dong Liu immediately put down his sleeves, glanced at the surrounding guests again, and said softly, "I fell into the trap carefully arranged by Nangong Lingyun, and got caught in his emerald green palm on my right arm. Flesh and blood, otherwise the whole arm will be crippled."

"Fortunately, I later met a genius doctor who was traveling in the field to help. He put cold iron into his body and propped it up, so I was able to continue using the knife."

Seeing that Dongliu looked the same, Shen Fang wondered, "You really don't want to seek revenge from Nangong Lingyun?"

Dong Liu met Shen Fang's gaze, his dark eyes were calm, and said lightly: "I have more important things to do."

Without waiting for Shen Fang, who was still thinking, to respond, he continued: "I have said so much, but I also want to remind you, don't underestimate Nangong Lingyun. Unless it is absolutely necessary, don't enter Wuxiang Building."

The meaning of Dongliu is obvious, and he is not optimistic about Shen Fang's fight with Nangong Yunyun.

Is Nangong Lingyun's martial arts really that strong?

Shen Fang said leisurely: "There are some things that I know I can't do, but I've already thought about it very clearly along the way."

When Zhuang Li, who was sitting next to him, heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of tea, and slandered: Earlier, Shen Fang clearly told himself that he didn't want to fight at all!

Shen Fang seemed oblivious to Zhuang Li's reaction, and calmly picked up the second bowl of wine that had just been filled.He has gradually adapted to the strong taste.

The three of them were speechless for a few seconds, and Zhuang Li suddenly said, "I ate too much just now, I'll go for a walk, you guys continue talking."

After that, he stood up and said to Shen Fang who was a little surprised, "I'll go back as soon as I go, and take a look at the surrounding situation by the way."

Shen Fang nodded, Zhi Zhuangli probably felt a little worried after hearing what Dongliu said.

As soon as Zhuang Li left, Shen Fang remembered the extremely abrupt red rope exposed on that strong wrist when Cai Dongliu swung up his sleeve just now.

"what happened?"

Dong Liu thought it was because of the confusion on his face, Shen Fang was determined to be calm when he heard his question.

"Oh, it's just that I accidentally saw a piece of red rope in Brother Dongliu's hand just now. I just thought it was interesting. I hope Brother Dongliu won't be offended."

Shen Fang thought about it for a while, and realized that it was related to some confidante, so he didn't want to ask more.

"Oh, this one." Dong Liu generously showed the wrist tied with the red string, and his eyes fell on it.

Shen Fang could see clearly that the workmanship of the red rope was extremely rough, presumably it was woven by a woman, but the color was still bright and full, and it was well preserved, it should be the same as when it was finished.

He had no choice but to say calmly, "Thinking about it, this thing must be very important to brother Dongliu."

"Well, the relics of the old people are always cherished."

Dong Liu's gaze softened, even a little gentle.

Hearing the word "relic" and seeing Dongliu's natural tenderness, Shen Fang didn't know how to respond. After all, their friendship was far from enough to delve into each other's sorrows.

He could only nod slowly and drink.

Dong Liu smiled, and then mentioned some customs and customs of the places he visited.Shen Fang found that this person was well-informed and had been to many places.I wanted to continue chatting, but Zhuang Li never came back, Shen Fang was not at ease, and after drinking the third bowl of wine, he said goodbye to Dong Liu.

The guests on the second floor had already left one after another, leaving only the two of them.

Before leaving the table, Shen Fang finally couldn't help but said: "I'm ignorant and ignorant, so I really can't recognize this good knife in Brother Dongliu's hand. If it wasn't because everyone has important matters at hand, I really want to ask Brother Dongliu for advice."

"I also really want to compete with the Jinghong Sword with the blood thorn." Dong Liu drank the last bowl of wine, wiped the wine stains from his mouth, and said calmly: "It's normal for Mr. Shen not to recognize you. This knife, like the one below, comes from the west of Kunlun."

What Dongliu said speaks volumes.

Shen Fang's expression moved, and his mind was full of thoughts for a while, thinking of the more important things and the more hated enemy that this person said just now, and he didn't correct Dongliu's name for Yiweijian.

After a while, he whispered: "I understand."

For a while, they were speechless.

Shen Fang stared, "I didn't recognize Brother Dongliu's sword skills, and it's impossible to guess Brother Dongliu's origin, why should I tell you the truth? If Shen Fang guessed correctly, your identity is one of the most famous people in this land. Wait for a secret."

"I can trust Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen should also trust my sword skills." Dong Liu smiled and cupped his fists, signaling to Shen Fang that he should go.

Shen Fang's expression remained unchanged, he nodded and said: "Be careful in everything."

The two bid farewell with fists in each other's arms, Shen Fang turned and left, Dong Liu behind him drank wine leisurely and looked at the bright moon in the night sky outside the window, but his eyes were no longer calm, as if there was a storm.

In a guest room on the third floor of Qiyun Building, a dignifiedly dressed woman with curly hair had just written a letter, a few words summarizing what she had just overheard on the second floor, she read it twice and signed it. , Fold it, push open the window, put two fingers between the lips, and blow a whistle.

At this time, she was still in fear, and she was glad that she had spent a lot of time dressing up so that she didn't attract the attention of those three people.

A pigeon flapped its wings and landed on the window.

She was just about to tie the rolled letter paper to the pigeon's leg with her fingers, when she felt a sudden sensation, and hurriedly dodged - a feather blade as thin as snow flew past her waist, inserted into the place where the pigeon had just stood, a few pieces of pigeon feathers Falling slowly in the air.

Disturbed by the woman's previous movement, the pigeon flew away in panic.

"Who?" The woman snapped, her beautiful almond eyes narrowed dangerously, looking towards the gate.

She subconsciously wanted to draw the sword, but remembered Xiaofeng's advice.

The door was closed tightly, but there was a crack in the pasting paper, and someone just shot the feather blade outside the door.

She didn't act rashly, thinking about what to do next.

First, keep yourself alive.

Second, if you must die, how to tell the rest of the news.

The written letter suddenly reminded her that the person who made the move might have come for this letter.Her eyes turned cold, and she saw another feather blade shot in from outside the door.

She sneered at the opponent for repeating his old tricks and underestimated her, while avoiding it lightly, her eyes suddenly fixed on the feather blade which was somewhat different from before.

A letter was tied to the feather blade.

Immediately afterwards, footsteps gradually drifting away sounded outside the window and outside the door.

She waited suspiciously for a few seconds without relaxing her vigilance, and finally drew out the Scorpion Heart Sword, held the sword in her back with her backhand, and pulled out the feather blade that pierced into the head of the bed.

Spreading out the letter paper and taking a look, his face suddenly turned blue, rather ugly, staring at the words on it.

"Chi kiss privately received Hua Jian Tang's sword manual from Ya Zi."

She recognized whose handwriting it was, and knew who it was addressed to in this non-procrastinating tone.

Xiaofeng lied to her!

Her beautiful facial features were distorted by anger, she clenched the letter tightly in her palm, her knuckles were so hard that it was white, and after a few seconds, she let out a sigh of relief, and her face gradually returned to calm, but there was still a trace of fierceness that went from shallow to deep. .

The person who shot the feather blade wanted to exchange the mocking letter he had intercepted for her silence.In this way, the one who shot the feather blade is in the same group as the one named Dongliu.

Chi kiss has always been clear about grievances and grievances.

She picked up the letter she had written earlier, and without hesitation reached for the candle on the table and watched it burn to ashes.