A thin red line suddenly appeared.

Shen Xiaojia touched the bloody red on his right face with his hand, sighed inwardly, turned around, stared at the armless old man, frowned slightly, "I don't understand?"

"This can also be a sword." The old man without arms raised his "right hand", but he had no hands, so he only raised his sleeves.

The invisible aura that swept out from the end of the sleeve condensed into a "palm".

Seven bamboo leaves lie on the invisible palm.

There are only seven swords.

Shen Xiaojia frowned a little deeper, thinking that the generation gap existed, so he reorganized the language and asked, "I mean, why did you use a sword to me... I gave you silver, although not much,

It’s also a kindhearted intention, but you made me feel bloody. Isn’t that a bit unreasonable?"

"You insulted me." The old man without arms was still simple, and he replied indifferently. The seven leaves on his invisible palm slowly floated up and hovered in the air.

"Insult? Do you think the money is too little?"

"You insulted my IQ... First of all, you are definitely not from Qingfeng Pavilion. Secondly, the second prince definitely did not give you silver, because he never brought silver when he went out. Finally, you obviously have gold and jewelry on you, but

But I only gave me the silver, but it was the smallest ingot."

Two affirmations, one is clear, and the pronunciation is particularly heavy, which means that the old man without arms is very confident about his words and expresses a certain degree of anger.

Shen Xiaojia was even more shocked. The other party even knew that the gold, silver and jewelry were hidden on him, and he also knew that the silver was the smallest. It was impossible for him to understand such a thing by following him. It was probably because of his strong inner breath.

After visiting himself, he pursed his lips, squeezed out a smile and said, "Look! After all, I still think that the money is too low...how much do you want?"

"Shut down?" The old man without arms shook his head, "I'm not a gossip, I don't know how to talk about gossip when I meet people."

"Buy your life? Do you think you can kill me?" Shen Xiaojia said coldly while touching the flying knife on his waist.

"Is your life valuable?" The old man without arm turned his head and asked seriously.

Shen Xiaojia grinned and said, "Not half a penny is worth it, it's a cheap life."

"I'm lying again," said the old man without arms, "But I'm not interested in your life, otherwise the red line would not be on your face, but on your neck, and it would be deeper.

."

Shen Xiaojia nodded without comment, "So, what do you want to do?"

"You are so kind, you have used your word..." The old man without arms raised his "left hand" again, grabbed a pot of wine from the bamboo forest, shook it a few times, licked the edge of the pot mouth, and said lightly, "You

I have a lot of gold and silver on my body, which should be enough to help me make a pot of wine. Isn’t this an exaggeration?”

"It's not too much!" Although Shen Xiaojia was cursing in his heart, he still kept a smile on his face, "I'll go to the museum to make you a pot..."

"Can the people in the museum call wine?" The old man without arm interrupted Shen Xiaojia and threw the wine pot casually, with his lips slightly raised, "Help me go to Jinxi, Southwest to make a pot of Jiannan Shaochun,

It takes more than ten years of aging."

Shen Xiaojia had just caught the wine pot when he heard the request of the old man without arms. He almost slipped his hand and fell off the wine pot. His eyes twitched, "Old man, are you a little too particular? Jin Xi is in Shu, and it's a thousand miles away,

Go back and forth for at least half a month…”

"You have already agreed just now, why? Do you want to regret it?" The old man without arms gently flipped his "right hand", and the seven bamboo leaves immediately rotated, emitting an extremely sharp sword energy.z.br

Shen Xiaojia was in a bad mood because he lost Jinmi, so he came to Qingfeng Pavilion and endured a stomach full of soreness. At this moment, he was threatened by the old man without arms. He was very angry, thinking that he was no longer the same as before, and he was no longer the same.

The young cabbage detective who knows martial arts in Yuecheng quickly pulled off the flying knife from his waist and said in a cold voice, "Old slut, don't rely on your seniority, I'm not a vegetarian! If you want to drink, I can help you

I'll make a pot in the museum, and I'll finish my work tonight. I'll make a pot of the best wine in Kyoto at the best winery... But if you mention anything, go to Jinxi to buy Jiannan and roast spring like this.

If you have an outrageous request, then let’s talk about it after a while!"

"Since that's the case, then stop talking nonsense..." The old man without arm was a little surprised that Shen Xiaojia was so bloody. His face turned cold and his eyes were staring at Shen Xiaojia coldly for a while. The atmosphere was so tense, as if he was about to be in the next moment.

When the battle began, he suddenly put away the seven bamboo leaves and pouted, "Go to Shuijingfang in the east of the city and help me make a pot of thirty-year-old burning knife!"

Shen Xiaojia was stunned and said with a confused look on his face, "No more hit? You were very tough just now, why did you give in so quickly?"

"I just thought you were a genius who knew how to do martial arts," said the old man without arms, "Now I know you have a knife on you, but you still have a flying knife... I'm afraid I can't beat it. I'm at my age, I can

Living one more day is a profit, and it is not worth it to fight you for the best of your life!”

Shen Xiaojia's face froze and his expression was strange, "The old senior is calm. It is unprecedented to be able to bully the weak and fear the strong," he shrugged his nose and bowed slightly, "Since you won't beat him, that kid will take his leave first, Qingshan will not

Change, the green water flows forever, we will have a date later!”

The old man without arms smiled kindly and said, "There are some issues, you are busy with your time!"

Shen Xiaojia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around slowly, and stepped forward again.

At the moment of turning around, a sword-like bamboo leaf broke through the air and pierced Shen Xiaojia's back.

Shen Xiaojia immediately gave an early warning, quickly turned back in the air, stepped on the bamboo leaf, and floated with force, falling back to the position where he was talking to the armless old man just now, and said with a dark face, "Old senior."

, What do you mean?"

"Nothing, I just want to try it," the old man without arms laughed, "I was thinking just now that I might not be sure of head-on confrontation, but the sneak attack behind me seems to have a great chance of winning... This trial is indeed the case! Miaoji

, wonderful!”

Shen Xiaojia felt ten thousand alpacas rushing past in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Senior, you are a little careless... Finally, I warn you once, don't force me, otherwise I will really attack you, I

It hurts when the flying knife stabs on the body!"

The old man without arms smiled embarrassedly, blinked a few times and said, "I can see that it is indeed a weapon that has drunk a lot of blood. It's amazing!"

"It's good to know that it's great, it's good to know that it's afraid of pain... Just do it, stop doing it again, see you again!" Shen Xiaojia snorted coldly, raised his chin proudly, and turned around and left again.

Just as he took two steps, he stopped in a hurry again. Shen Xiaojia looked back and saw six bamboo leaves appear silently one foot away. He immediately burst into cold sweat and hurriedly slapped the flying knives in his hand.

He threw it out and took a few steps back quickly.

Bang bang bang! A few muffled sounds exploded, the bamboo leaves exploded, and the flying knife fell to the ground.

At the same time, the armless old man suddenly swung out from the shattered and flying leaves, holding a piece of green bamboo in his invisible right hand, and quickly stabbed Shen Xiaojia's face.

Shen Xiaojia's pupils shrank suddenly, and when he touched his back, he found that it was empty. Then he remembered that because he changed his plan, he deliberately left the fire knife on the stone in Qingfeng Pavilion. Seeing that the bamboo sword became more and more

I was approaching, and somehow I couldn't even dodge. My whole body was like I was buried in the soil and I couldn't move. Cold sweat gradually oozed out of my forehead. I gritted my teeth and simply closed my eyes and raised my face and said, "What a sword! You win."

Now! I can’t help you get a drink!”

The moment the words fell, the tip of Qingzhu stopped half an inch in front of Shen Xiaojia's forehead!

"You can teach me!" The old man without arms pulled back his sword and laughed, "Will that be fine if this has been done? I'm still sweating... Don't worry, let's go to Jinxi to have a drink just a joke.

, Just follow what I said at the end and help me go to Shuijingfang to buy a pot of burning knives!"

Shen Xiaojia responded with a grievance, remembering the agreed time that he was about to visit the palace at night, and then politely saluted the old man without arms, "Senior, I still have some things to be busy later, maybe it will take longer

, by then, Shuijingfang may have closed the store...why would I bring this wine to you tomorrow?"

"Tonight's business, it's over tonight!" The old man without arms shook his head slowly and said, "Shuijingfang is open for twelve hours and will not close. No matter how late you are busy, I will wait here. Go quickly!

"

Shen Xiaojia looked at the old man without arms in annoyance and bowed lazily, "Then you can wait slowly!"

The armless old man suddenly waved the green bamboo and slammed Shen Xiaojia hard on the head, "You are insulting my IQ again... Leave something to save you from breaking your promise!"

Shin Xiaojia rubbed his head and said angrily, "Just talk when you speak, you do something really... I am the most loyal person. If you say you will be able to drink wine for you, you will never apply oil to the soles of your feet!"

"The heart is separated from the belly, and I am not familiar with you," said the old man without arms disapproval. "It's better to leave some mortgage, everyone will feel at ease!"

"What mortgage?"

"All the gold, silver and jewelry on you."

"You're too much, you're simply a bandit!"

"Hey, you see, you're so accurate. I've indeed been a bandit before... Don't talk nonsense, take out all the treasures! As long as you come back as promised, I'll return them to you!"

"I believe you, the old man is so bad..."

"You are insulting me again! There are only three things. Next time I will be rude to you! Be quicker, don't force me to do it myself!"

"for you!"

"That's all?"

"A lot!"

"What I'm talking about is all... Take out the gold rice from your belt, no matter how small it is, it's gold."

Shen Xiaojia hesitated for a moment, and took out the gold grain given to him by the Fourth Prince on his waist, reluctantly threw the top of a pile of gold and silver jewelry, muttering with pain, "I haven't gotten hot yet..."

The old man without arms looked at Shen Xiaojia squintedly and said disdainfully, "It's not that I won't return it to you, it's like a parting of life and death..." He casually inserted the green bamboo at Shen Xiaojia's feet, waved his sleeves, and rolled up countless bamboos.

Ye covered the pile of gold, silver and jewelry, "Hold this sword, you will be more stable when walking at night. Go and go quickly, don't let me wait too long... One ingot of silver per hour, it's too late for these treasures to be yours

I'm going to change my master!"

"You are not only a bandit, but also a bully!" Shen Xiaojia looked at the old man without an arm who walked back into the bamboo forest with a blue face. He threw down a resentful sentence, pulled up the green bamboo, rushed to the street quickly, melting into the dark night,
Chapter completed!