The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 352: Drinking green ant wine is to check the cash

Ma Gonggong was a little helpless, and like Commander Qian, he had to flick his fingers and tap the acupuncture points. The Hidden Blade is poisonous, and it does not seem to be fatal at the moment, but with these demons frustrated by the general desperate crazy posture, it is estimated that it will be deadly enough, only sooner or later. That's it. [No pop-up novel network]

Afterwards, even if the Qingmayi and Gyeonggi Iron Cavaliers in Bei'an Town leveled down this restaurant, how would they benefit the situation?

This game of chess on the third floor of the restaurant may affect the general situation of the whole world.

The front of the palm print eunuch, Grandpa Liu, and the screen on the right hand side are no longer there, so the remaining screen looks particularly abrupt.

The father-in-law Song stood up sneakily while holding on to the edge of the chair, but it seemed quite reasonable. In such a situation where his clothes and waist jade didn't work, it's human nature to run with oil on the soles of his feet.

At this moment, Father Liu frowned, put down the wine glass completely for the first time tonight, and turned his head to look.

A gloomy voice sounded in the ears of the three eunuchs, "Dare to gather crowds to kill people on the Beiliang Road? Is it when our ichthyosaur gang does not exist?"

The owner of that voice quickly revealed his true face, and the screen broke from it, which was cut off by one of his hand knives.

Liu Nirong did not stop the inexplicable disturbance that this confidant intervened without authorization.

Although she didn’t know the beginning and the end of this assassination, the previous term "capital steward" had made her aware of the unusualness of this incident. In recent years, as the leader of the ichthyosaur gang, she has been with Beiliang. It is indispensable for local government offices to deal with each other. Knowing that this time the Tai'an City mobilized the people to enter Liangzhou to declare the decree, no matter what attitude the palace in Qingliangshan has, the special **** eunuchs with special status in the army must not be blatantly killed, otherwise they will not It is said that the young emperor of the Liyang Zhaoshi who has already made concessions to the 300,000 Beiliang Iron Cavalry will inevitably be furious.

As the leader of the Yulong Gang, Liu Nirong has inevitably dealt with local governments over the years. Although she has been tireless, her vision is not the same as the woman a few years ago. As the head of the dragons in the North Liangjiang Lake, the Yulong Gang is , No matter how strong it is, it is also the dragon that flops in the lake of Beiliang Road, even if it is not loyal to the Qingliangshan Palace, at this sensitive time, facing the murderous situation a few steps away, there is absolutely no reason to stay out of the matter. . Therefore, Liu Nirong will not stop the priest from taking action, and even knows that such a complicated and obscure situation must be cut quickly!

The chief guest of the Dragon Palace, Ji Liuan, who was sitting at the table with Liu Nirong, as the martial arts master of the strongest side, saw that the few Tai'an city eunuchs had reached the bleak point where the skills were poor, even if the remaining five assassins were in him In the eyes of the mob, they might know that they could get lucky in the chaos. After receiving the nod and approval from the palace lord Lin Hongyuan, Ji Liuan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and saw five white porcelain wine glasses on the table. He whirled in front of him and kept spinning. The sound of a light clash between the aura-filled wine glasses was very crisp and sweet, just like five chirping little white finches.

The wine glass disappeared in a flash.

In the next moment, the five assassins were not able to get close to the front of Lord Ma and Qian, all their heads swayed back and fell to the ground.

The foreheads of the five poor worms are all red.

Without the screen to obscure the field of vision, Lord Ma and Chief Qian were able to see the five wine glasses. After returning to the wine table, they trembled and shook slightly, as if asking for credit.

Magong-gong squinted his eyes and made no move.

Qian commander held up the golden sword, turned around and thanked Ji Luan with a fist.

The **** turmoil that should have ended here has become particularly touching because of a hidden action by someone.

Liu Nirong's face was shocked.

Even Lin Hongyuan, who has always been happy to watch the fire from across the shore, is slightly surprised. His handsome face has a little bit of chagrin and anger with his upper body playing with fire, as well as the anxiety hidden deep in the long autumn eyes.

Like an elderly Confucian scholar in southern Xinjiang, Cheng Baishuang frowned, and a clear anger appeared between his eyebrows.

This old man was just thinking about a major event involving the movement of the country, and that's why this momentary loss of consciousness occurred.

It turns out that no one thought that the ichthyosaur gang's offering to "rescue the driver" would actually shoot the fat **** who had just risen tremblingly!

With this palm down, he understates a hand knife and cuts the screen like tofu with his excellent skill, so he can't easily slap the whole head?

Mao Shulang, who has been drinking with his head down and dull, has actually pressed the handle of the knife, but suddenly loosened his finger.

Mao Shulang gave up the interception midway, but Cheng Baishuang was caught off guard.

Neither of the two great masters of southern Xinjiang made a move, so it is logical to say that blood will be splashed in this palm.

It's just that the frustrated ichthyosaur gang actually slapped the palm of their hands, but they didn't succeed.

Because his arm was broken.

So the severed hand that fell on the head of Song Gonggong, the **** in charge, was like the affectionate pat on the head of a senior in the family facing a younger child.

Behind a screen in the distance, on the table in front of a blind female luthier, the simple coke-tailed guqin was exposed, with her fingers bent.

Purely for her profound insight into the Zhixuan realm, she firmly ranks among the top three in the world.

Not convinced?

But this is the conclusion of a certain Wu Ping master.

The top three are Deng Tai'a, who has long been a land immortal, and Han Shengxuan, a cat who was once good at killing celestial elephants with her fingers, and the next one is this blind woman who has no reputation in the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains.

The female luthier who entered Xishu from Beimang, Xue Songguan.

Liu Gonggong glanced at his dazed colleague who had turned around from Guimenguan, and under the long gaze of the palmprint eunuch, the latter finally converged the funny expression of the layman, he smiled, gloomy and conceited. ,it is more than words.

Until this moment, Mr. Ma realized that this ridiculous colleague like an actress was actually a martial arts master whose cultivation level was not below him.

Tonight, this dazzling mantis hunting cicadas and oriole are behind, and all kinds of slingshots that have been shot and never shot are there. Is there any end?

Ma Gong-gong is in a complicated mood.

The voice of a ghost crying wolf howling suddenly sounded, "This, this...what the **** is this!"

On the aisle between the left and right private rooms, a brightly dressed middle-aged man looked like a concubine, "Why have so many people died? How can our restaurant do business!"

Then when he saw Liu Nirong with a frosty face, his father and mother died and his son died again, his face was desperate, "The treasurer, listen to me explain, these people are killing them, really It has nothing to do with me, this is a disaster..."

Ma Gonggong glanced at the middle-aged man, then turned to stare at Liu Nirong, and sneered: "What a gang of ichthyosaurs!"

Duke Song also turned his head while rubbing his neck, and said with a smile: "What a Northern Liang Yulong Gang."

Liu Nirong's face was instantly pale and colorless.

The young priest next to her was full of anger and murderousness.

Zhao Shanhong, who opened the monument, was somewhat gloating.

In this muddy but brilliant assassination, whether Liu Nirong was instructed by Qingliangshan or not, he didn’t care. He only knew that after the assassination failed, Liu Nirong was innocent, and it didn’t matter anymore. The gang of fish and dragons in the cold road is like the sky, and it will soon usher in a big exchange of blood. Once the emperor and the courtier, as for Liu Nirong, can she still be alive, she can only rely on praying for incense and worshiping the Buddha and Bodhisattva for blessing?

Liu Nirong didn't explain anything to the two chief eunuchs of Yinshou, just looked at the second shopkeeper of the restaurant who kept crying from grandpa to grandma, "Guo Xuan, I only ask you one thing, did you participate in the matter tonight?"

The middle-aged man named Guo Xuan is regarded as the old man of the new Yulong Gang Yuan. He is very senior, not to mention Zhao Shanhong, the founder of the monument, even if it is better than the young worship that she entered two years ago. It’s just that Guo Xuanwu was mediocre, but he was good at business management, and he was able to quickly stand out after taking a shortcut to the south, and eventually became the second shopkeeper of this restaurant in Bei’an Town. It is counted as an exile, because Guo Xuan is one of the few people in the gang who is loyal to Liu Nirong, and he can drink a small wine every three to five with the Yulong Gang's grand emperor, the old gang leader. Guo Xuan leaves Lingzhou with his tail in sorrow, and it is still Liu Nirong. The epitome of being emptied, no one was optimistic that Guo Xuanzhen, who had no soldiers, no generals, and few money, could make a comeback and kill the Yulong gang high-level in Bei'an Town to find a place, but Guo Xuan soon let everyone With admiration, the business of the restaurant and the brothel next door can be so prosperous. Guo Xuangong is indispensable. Liu Nirong, who was originally a little guilty for this person, is of course happy to see the success of the Yulong Gang’s prosperity in Bei'an Town, and even intends to promote him to a fish next year. The real power deacon of the Dragon Gang, who is not high in position but powerful, can control half of the business dealings of the Yulong Gang.

Guo Xuan almost aggrieved in a crying voice: "Leader Liu, I am a common man without the power to hold a chicken. I don’t want to do business with Rijindoujin. What is the murder plan?!"

Dong-gong Song from the city mansion seemed to be harmless and smiled: "Big shopkeeper and second shopkeeper, are you going to sing white-faced black-faced? Is it a bit late?"

On the street outside the restaurant, horseshoes are bursting.

The murderous aura that the iron cavalry pushes forward is completely different from the murderous aura of an enemy country alone.

But it also makes the rivers and lakes fidgety.

At this moment, a warm and mellow voice with a clear smile rang out on the third floor of the building, full of untimely jokes: "Song Gonggong, you can’t say that, otherwise tonight’s Green Ant Wine, I'm going to collect your money."

This voice is actually in Guo Xuan's ears, but he has no idea why there are more people around him.

He was already irritated, and he felt that this guy had been put on the fire again, where he could have a good face, turned his head and said angrily: "Accept your mother’s money, this restaurant green ant I don’t charge money for wine, I have the final say!"

Then he saw a handsome young face.

Then I saw this person with his hands in his sleeves~IndoMTL.com~A Beiliang knife was hung around his waist.

In the Beiliang Road nowadays, there is no longer any fresh-clothed raging seed brother who dares to wear a cold sword privately.

No one.

The courageous heroes are either still eating prison food in the government, or they have already eaten the prison food.

Today, there are only two types of people in Beiliang, except for the troops outside the Guan and the troops stationed in the territory, who are allowed to openly wear a cold sword by Qingliang Mountain.

One is a military general who has outstanding military service but has retired from the army.

One is a veteran who came from an old character camp.

These two kinds of people are almost all elderly people, otherwise they are the chief officials in the frontiers who have been transferred to the official pastoralist side at the time of their prime.

The young man squinted at Guo Xuan with a smile, looked around, and finally smiled and said, "In Beiliang, it is me who has the final say." For mobile phone users, please visit m.piaotian

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