(Suddenly I found that the chapter name was written incorrectly, and I wrote 342 as 242, and deleted it immediately, but five students have subscribed, sorry! There is another chapter!)

There was a loud bang, and the roof seemed to be swept by a 12-level typhoon. The tiles on the top turned into hidden weapons, rolling around and covering them.

When Wang moved his palm, the tiles were shattered one after another, the honest monk hooked his feet and flipped down from the roof and flashed into the darkness.

Just as he was about to chase him, a clear voice came from the hole that broke the roof: "Who is on the roof, why not come down and have a drink."

He is very familiar with this voice.

It was Lu Xiaofeng's voice.

When someone invites you to drink, Wang Dong will never fall behind. He doesn't even chase after the honest monk. When his body moves, he flashes into the hole, and then he sees Lu Xiaofeng.

This is the second floor of a restaurant. It was almost late at night and there were no more guests in the restaurant. When the hole in the roof broke, even the remaining guests were dispersed.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant ran upstairs, looking at a large hole in the roof, and was crying without tears.

Wang Dong waved his hand and threw a purse over. The shopkeeper pinched the purse, and his face turned cloudy and his eyebrows were smiling.

Lu Xiaofeng sat in a position on the left side of the restaurant. Next to him was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing snow-white clothes, light and soft, looking very obedient and quiet.

Seeing that it was Wang Dong, Lu Xiaofeng seemed to be startled, and was slightly stunned, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Wang didn't go to bed in the middle of the night, but ran to the roof of this restaurant to play games. It's so interesting!"

"It's not me who is interested, not the person I'm chasing."

Wang Dong walked to the opposite side of Lu Xiaofeng and sat down, took the wine pot and glass, and filled a glass of wine.

"Who is Brother Wang chasing?" Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously.

Wang Dong raised his glass and drank it all, and smiled and said, "I am chasing a god."

The girl with a snow-white and clean face bit her lips and said softly: "Even the gods can be chased by you. It seems that you are the real gods."

The girl seemed extremely shy. She said just one sentence, and a blush appeared on her fair face.

Wang Dong sighed and said, "I am not a god, Lu Xiaofeng is a god."

The girl sniffed and looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a smile in her bright eyes, "He turned out to be a god, why didn't I see it?"

"I couldn't see it before, but now, you see, Lu Xiaofeng has both fine wine and delicious food and beautiful women, wouldn't he be happy like a god? It's better than drinking the northwest wind on the roof of me?"

Wang Dong said with a smile.

"So you are not a good person either. No wonder you are friends with this unfaithful thief!" The girl's face turned redder and she almost lowered her head.

Wang Dong said: "Miss Xue is wrong. I really want to make friends with Brother Lu, but unfortunately Brother Lu is scruples about me..."

"Do you know me?" Xue Bing said in a daze.

"How can I not know the granddaughter of Mrs. Xue, the needle god? What's more, there are not many outstanding beauties like Miss Xue Bing and Xue in the world!" Wang Dong looked at Lu Xiaofeng again and said, "Brother Lu is here, of course, at the invitation of Jin Jiuling, to be the thief of embroidery."

“That’s right!”

"I know it's a big trouble, why bother Brother Lu?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "Sometimes, even if you know it's a trouble, you can't escape it."

Wang Dong laughed twice and sneered at this. He had studied the masters of this world. He knew Lu Xiaofeng's character somewhat. Although he was afraid of trouble, he actually liked to go to trouble. To put it bluntly, Lu Xiaofeng liked to show off in his heart.

"It seems that Brother Lu and I are going to compete in the previous match again." Wang Dong said again.

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows: "What does Brother Wang mean?"

"It's very simple. Wang is now a guest at the Prince of Pingnan Palace. The prince and the prince are pretty good to him. The embroidery thief stole eighteen hu of pearls from the Prince of the Palace. How can I sit still?" Wang Dong smiled and said, "Brother Lu wants to investigate the embroidery thief, so I am the same. Why not compare who will do this first?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know what to think, but smiled slightly: "I have seen Brother Wang's methods, how dare I compete with you again? Am I not afraid of your flying knife? I may not be able to escape when I do it again."

"It's okay. Since my flying knife has returned in vain for the first time, there will naturally be no second time."

Wang Dong laughed, looked at Xue Bing again, and sighed, "The son of a thousand gold medal is still not in the hall. Miss Xue is a peerless beauty, why bother to take risks?"

Xue Bing bit her lip: "What's the risk?"

Wang Dong said: "I understand a little bit of the art of face. Miss Xue's face is now faint and the black air is rising. It means that if she does not retreat early, she may be a bloody disaster."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Brother Wang knows a lot."

"The world is dangerous. If you can learn more things, you will have less chance of losing your life in a mess. What does Brother Lu think?"

Lu Xiaofeng pondered and smiled, "This statement makes sense."

Wang Dong took the wine pot, filled another glass of wine and drank it all, laughing and said, "The wine has been over, I hope I can drink with Brother Lu next time!" In the laughter, the person had already penetrated the hole like the wind and shot far away.

The restaurant calmed down again.

After a while, Xue Bing looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said strangely: "Who is this person? I thought he was your friend, but now it seems that you are a little afraid of him?"

Lu Xiaofeng pondered slightly and said slowly: "This person's surname is Wang and his name is moved. I have only seen him seven times so far."

"oh?!"

Xue Bing concentrated slightly.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "When I met him for the first time, he used only one sword to break the jade-faced man Liu Yuheng, the heartbroken swordsman Xiao Qiuyu, and the three of them walking alone in a joint attack!"

Xue Bing frowned in a good look: "Although these three people have a bad reputation, their martial arts skills are all the best. It is amazing to be able to break the three of them together with one sword."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "If it weren't for the first-class skills, with the reputation of Liu Yuhen and the other three, how could they live so long? But now they are all dead."

He continued: "The second time I saw him was in Huo Xiu's cottage, and then he kept moving all the good wines that Huo Xiu had collected."

Xue Bingyanran said: "This person is really interesting."

Lu Xiaofeng looked up and said, "If you know what he did the third time, you won't find it interesting."

"Oh? What did he do?"

"He gave me a knife!" Lu Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand and placed it in front of him, looking at his two fingers, as if he was savoring the thrillingness of the knife.

Xue Bing chuckled softly: "I don't know how many good knives you have cut off from these two fingers. Even if you give me a knife, what's the big deal."

Lu Xiaofeng shook her head and smiled bitterly: "If it were an ordinary knife, of course it would be nothing great! Only this knife, I would rather face one hundred or one thousand steel knives than take it again."

"Oh! This knife is amazing?" Xue Bingqi said.

Lu Xiaofeng let out a breath and said slowly: "This sword is indeed amazing. In the past few hundred years, although countless famous swordsmen have been produced in the martial arts world, I am afraid that no sword can be more famous and legendary than this small flying knife..."

Before he could finish his words, Xue Bing was moved: "Little Li Flying Knife?"
Chapter completed!