Let’s talk about the hall downstairs.
Yin Sanniang was dressed in a red dress, carried a wine bowl, twirled her skirt, and sat on the stool next to the swordsman.
"Little brother, just now my second brother and I have compared your skills. Since we are tied, and we have bet on three bowls of wine, both of us should drink! As his fourth sister, Nujia will drink with you with him! "After Yin Sanniang finished speaking, she picked up the wine bowl in her hand and swallowed it in one breath.
Then Lan Hua twisted her fingers and gently placed the wine bowl in front of the swordsman.
In the hall, those watching the excitement cheered again. Many men stared at Yin Sanniang and swallowed hard.
The lame old Xu upstairs took a sip of wine and muttered to Yu Liufei who was staring blankly: "This bitch doesn't look like a good person!" After saying that, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yu Liufei's eyes, and Yu Liufei took back his hand. Eyes, frowning at lame old Xu.
Downstairs, there are two square tables next to each other. On one side, the cold-faced ghost Su Bing and the Blood Demon Tongdiao are sitting. On the other side, the swordsman and Tie Yanzi are sitting opposite each other. Yin Sanniang is leaning on the swordsman to flatter her. .
Apparently, the four members of the Demon Sect were originally in one building, while the swordsman was alone in one. Listening to the commotion downstairs, it seems that Solo went over and made a bet with the swordsman, so they both had to punish themselves with three bowls of wine.
As for Yin Sanniang, she must have taken a liking to the young swordsman, so she took the opportunity to take advantage of him.
I saw that the swordsman was dressed in brocade clothes, with his hair tied in a long braid at the back. The rest of his hair was loose, with long sideburns and a tail hanging between his eyebrows. He had a duck-oval face, handsome eyes and eyebrows, and he looked very delicate. , it just looks a little thinner and a little skinny.
Yin Sanniang squeezed past the swordsman, lifted her red skirt slightly, and slowly put one of her fair legs on another idle bench, which made the men around her stare straight. Then Yin Sanniang She raised her head to drink, her breasts slightly exposed, and her proud pair of red clothes were about to come out, springing up like bamboo shoots after the rain, and forming a mountain on top of the soil.
Immediately afterwards, there was another round of cheers.
However, when Yin Sanniang leaned against the swordsman and drank, she deliberately pressed her back against the swordsman. The swordsman didn't mind, and sat firmly in his original position, his expression unchanged, and he didn't even look at Yin Sanniang. He just took a sip of the wine. , said to the solo man in a Chinese dialect that was not very smooth: "Brother, do you still want to compare?"
Yin Sanniang deliberately spilled her drink, and a lot of the wine fell on the swordsman's chest and clothes.
Then, Yin Sanniang slowly stretched out her hand to touch the swordsman's chest. While touching, she murmured: "Hey, little brother, you and my second brother are already tied for grabbing wine. How about I take a gamble with you, little girl?"
A half-broken wine bowl was spread out in the middle of the table. It was obviously broken when two people were fighting for the bowl of wine. There was a puddle of wine in the middle of the table. Apparently neither of them could drink it just now, so In a tie.
Shan Fei curled his lips and frowned, glanced at the fourth sister who was in heat, and muttered impatiently: "Aunt Hong, please go away, wait until I have another fight with this little brother, don't bother him!"
The swordsman gently opened Yin Sanniang's hand with the handle of his knife lying across the table, and said calmly: "Madam, please go away, I don't like your type."
"Hmph! Brat, who are you calling aunt?" Yin Sanniang got angry, shouted angrily, stood up, frowned and pointed at the swordsman and cursed.
The swordsman glanced at her with a frown, ignored it lazily, and said to Shan Fei: "Brother, tell me, how do we compare? Seeing that you are steady and light on your feet, I guess your Qinggong is pretty good. How about we compare our footwork? ?”
Hearing this, Shan Fei picked up a bottle of wine and took a few sips directly into it. He gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "My little brother has good eyesight. I am called Iron Swallow Shan Fei. He is known for his light kung fu and kung fu on his feet." .”
Seeing that both of them ignored her, Yin Sanniang slapped the table and glared at them.
Both Shan Fei and Swordsman turned to look at Yin Sanniang. Shan Fei muttered: "Ahem, Hong Gu, it's not that the second brother is talking about you. We are chatting happily. Why are you making such a fuss! Come over here, I'm sorry. The young man looks like you are only 17 or 18 years old, but you are already 27 or 28 years old. When people call you aunt, they respect you." Shan Fei said with a smile, waved to Hong Gu, and gave you a sensible With a wink, he continued: "Listen to the second brother, let's go have a drink with the eldest brother and the third brother. Let's talk after we finish the competition."
"Yes, if you want to compete, stay back and wait until I finish competing with this big brother before I compete with you." The swordsman frowned and replied.
"Hmph!!" Yin Sanniang snorted, said nothing more, turned around and went to her table, angrily poured a large bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
At this time, there was no one else to disturb him. The swordsman clasped his fists at Shan Fei and replied: "My surname is Xiao and my name is Yingfang. I am from Meng. I followed my master to travel through the Central Plains. I got separated along the way and have traveled here."
When Shan Fei heard the words, he understood that he was a Mongolian. The Huns claimed to be Mongolian. No wonder the accent was a bit thick and the words were awkward. It was rare, but at his age, he could speak like this about the Central Plains. Banshuntang is already very good.
Solo Fei nodded, cupped his fists and said, "Heroes don't ask where they come from. Good boy, how old are you?"
Xiao Yingfang smiled slightly and replied: "I am nineteen years old."
Hearing this, Shan Fei turned to look at his fourth sister and said, "Let me tell you, Hong Gu, take a look. This young man is nineteen years old in disguise, so he is actually eighteen years old. I am right to call you aunt." !”
Hearing this, Yin Sanniang glared at Shan Fei coldly and cursed: "Solo Fei!!! Can you tell me again?"
Shan Fei was so frightened that he hurriedly reconciled and muttered: "Oh, Hong Gu, why are you still angry? Stop talking, stop talking!!"
Hong Gu Yin Sanniang scolded her coldly, "You deserve to be unable to find a wife!!"
Xiao Yingfang ignored Yin Sanniang lazily and said to Shan Fei: "Brother Shan, how about we compare our foot skills?"
Hearing this, Shan Fei replied with a smile: "Brother Xiao, I have always been known for my Qing Gong, and I am known as Iron Swallow. The word "Swallow" refers to Qing Gong. The word "Iron" does not only refer to the pair of shoes on my feet. The iron shoes are equipped with iron, and naturally I have the ability to do kung fu on my feet. If you compare my kung fu on my feet, I think you will inevitably suffer some losses. How about I go out and compete in light kung fu? How about I give you half a stick of incense? ?”
Xiao Yingfang smiled and replied: "That's not necessary, Brother Shan. I'm not very talented, but I know a lot about my feet. We might as well compete here! Let's just use this table as a limit. Let's compete blindly like this. Whoever kicks off the opponent's two table legs first wins?"
Hearing this, Shan Fei secretly thought to himself that this kid was out of his mind and actually wanted to compete with me in kung fu, so I will teach you a lesson for such an arrogant boy. You just grabbed the wine bowl once. Although my kung fu is equal to his, after all, this It’s not my strong point. Since you, the kid, want to do more with your feet, let me show you our housekeeping skills, so that you, a boy from the Huns, can learn how powerful our Xuantian God Sect’s kung fu is, so he replied: "Since brothers don't need me to give in, let's compete. But this time we are not punishing you with a bowl of wine. We have to add a little bonus. We have two bottles of good wine on the table, as well as the money for the table from the store. Count it! How about it?"
Xiao Yingfang said loudly: "Okay!" Then he shouted to the waiter who was watching the excitement: "Second brother, please put away the wine bowl and beef on the table. After we have a showdown, I want to fight Dan." Brother, have a good drink!"
The two of them were competing openly, but they both had the audacity to kill each other selfishly.
Seeing this, Shan Fei said to the waiter: "Just move to our table! Let's drink after the competition!!"
Just as the waiter moved the wine bowl and a pound of beef away from the table, a person hurriedly ran in from the door and ran to the wine table where Su Bing and others were sitting.
The person who came was none other than Li Jinyi, the master of Mingshui Hall of Xuantian Sect who had escaped from the government office.
