When A Fei found that it was the left-handed sword, the poor left-handed sword was drunk in a restaurant, and there were four players around him comforting him. A Fei was a little surprised. He knew that there were not many friends with the left-handed sword. A Fei did not know the identities of these four people. However, even if he was an introverted person, it would always be possible to find a few friends among millions of players. A Fei just regarded these players as the objects of the left-handed sword's heartbrokenness.

There is only one way for men to comfort men since ancient times, that is wine. It seems that the four people have been comforting their left-handed swords for a long time. There have been more than a dozen empty bottles on the table in front of them, and even a few of them rolled on the ground. With A Fei's light skills, he had to look at his feet when he came over so that he would not be able to leave.

Seeing A Fei coming, the left-handed sword was so drunk that he had not reacted yet. Instead, the four players who were not so drunk stood up in surprise. One of them stuttered: "Though... the miserable A Fei?" The other three also changed their faces slightly, and subconsciously touched the weapon on their waists.

Ah Fei's reputation in the world is quite big. Of course, a large part of the rumors are negative, and it is understandable that they react like this. It was just because they drank too much that they forgot where their weapons were placed. As a result, only one person touched the hilt of the sword, and the other three people each touched an empty wine bottle. But at this time they didn't care. Holding an empty wine bottle was more secure than holding nothing. ︾↘

Facing the bottom of the three wine bottles pointing to him, A Fei smiled and stopped and said, "Are you friends with the left-handed sword? I am here to comfort this guy like you."

The four people were obviously relieved when they heard this. One of them suddenly put down the bottle of wine raised above his head, slapped his forehead and said, "I remember, you and the left-handed sword are also friends. This... Haha, we are also confused. The miserable A Fei. No, Brother Fei, I have been admiring Daming for a long time, please sit down!" The other three were also admiring for a long time, very polite. A Fei is now one of the most famous players in this game. Anyone who sees him seems to have seen a big man, even if he is drunk.

A Fei waved his hand and was about to speak, but the left-hand knife seemed to suddenly wake up. He blinked his eyes and finally saw A Fei clearly, and immediately shouted: "A Fei! Why did you come? Come and sit down and have a drink with me!"

As he said that, he stood up with a breath of alcohol, shaking his back on A Fei, and skillfully stuffed A Fei a glass of wine while tilting it. He put his other hand on A Fei's shoulder. He actually knew that the left-hand knife was just using him as a support. A Fei frowned and sat down, and placed the left-hand knife on the chair. However, soon the left-hand knife grabbed A Fei again, picked it up and said, "Come on. Have a drink with my brother. I'm so ugly today!" As soon as he finished speaking, his body shook, and a glass of wine in his hand spilled on A Fei.

"Damn! Left-hand knife, how much have you drunk?" Ah Fei reached out and wiped it, but his clothes were soaked with wine. He could only shake his head helplessly.

"No more or less, as long as you can be happier, it doesn't matter how much you drink." As he said that, he poured himself another glass, put down the wine glass and sighed heavily. He picked up the bottle and filled it with himself.

"Brother Dao, stop drinking!"

"Brother Zuo, it's almost done!"

"I'm even more worried when I drink to relieve my sorrows!"

The other four people quickly began to persuade him, and it seemed that they had persuaded him more than once. It was the first time that A Fei heard the name "Brother Dao" and "Brother Zuo", and it felt like he was called Zuolengchan. But obviously the effect of this kind of speech was not great. The left-hand knife sighed and continued to tilt his neck to drink wine. One of them reached out to press the wine glass of the left-hand knife, but the left-hand knife struggled for a moment and reached out to block the man. The other three people also wanted to press it together when they saw this. The left-hand knife suddenly became angry, put down the wine glass and stood up, pulled out the long knife from his waist and slashed the table. The sharp sword light and loud noise scared everyone, but the table shook, and the blade was embedded in it and it didn't fall apart.

Left-handed Knife said angrily: "I just want to drink some wine today, don't persuade anyone! I will cut off whoever advises me!"

Everyone, look at me and I don’t dare to speak anymore. The left-hand knife is the only one in the world, and no one dares to take it at close range. The key is that the left-hand knife is now in the drunk mode. In this mode, it is irrational. Even if you are a friend, you will still draw the knife and chop it, and it will be in vain if you cut it.

After the left-hand knife was swaying, he sat down staggeringly, picked up the wine glass and was about to pour it down. At this time, one hand reached over and gently pinched his wrist. The left-hand knife was really angry and was about to draw the knife immediately, but his wrist was sore, and the knife that had just pulled out the table fell on the table, but the other hand pressed on his shoulder and sat down.

"Tell me first, what's going on? Is it really for the Nan Feiyan?"

A Fei took action, and the other four people were moved when they saw it, and they admired A Fei's kung fu. Although this was simple, it was absolutely impossible to do without a certain amount of eyesight. The left hand knife turned his head and saw A Fei who was close to him. He wanted to struggle but was pressed firmly. His internal strength was not good, and he had struggled for several times but failed. Finally, he finally sighed and sat on the chair and gasped. After a long time, he said, "A Fei, do you think I am a very failed person?" His tone of speech was extremely frustrated, as if he had lost hope in life.

"...How do I answer this question?" A Fei let go of his hand when he saw the other party calm down a little, and touched his nose.

The left-handed knife was half lying on the chair like a dead pig, as if he was talking drunken words and memories, and he was talking a lot of messy words. Fortunately, Ah Fei knew the game life of the left-handed knife, and he also summarized a basic plot from those words.

In fact, A Fei can guess it without listening.

The experience of the left-handed knife is a typical emotional life from unrequited love to broken love.

If you have to make it clear, it is Nan Feiyan, the only girl and goddess of the Left-Handed Knife, who is the only girl and goddess of the Left-Handed Knife, but she is ruthless in the Left-Handed Knife. Instead, she is looking at another handsome guy, Xiaodai. The key is that these three people are still in one sect, one gang leader and two deputy gang leaders. Their entanglements will not only involve three people, but also involve the stability of Feiyanlin, the three major gangs of the Jianghu Lake.

A Fei had already expected today's situation, and he had also reminded the left-handed knife, but unfortunately the left-handed knife was a dull and never told the public about his thoughts. As a friend, A Fei could only remind him, but he could not join in and do something else.

Moreover, even the emotional idiot like Ah Fei can see that this world can see clearly that there is no two million, and at least one million. This is originally an open secret of this world. Many people even chat in private and have bet on the stories of these three people, arranged the endings of the three of them, etc., which is also a pastime. For outsiders, this is an entertainment, and for Feiyanlin, it is a time bomb.

Today, the bomb finally broke out. At Feiyanlin's sect conference today, an important issue was originally to be discussed, but there was a controversy over this issue. The two controversial conveniences were the two deputy gang leaders, the left-hand sword and Xiaodai. Nan Feiyan stood on Xiaodai's side. The left-hand sword, which had been dissatisfied with Nan Feiyan and Xiaodai, pulled the knife like a man and slashed Xiaodai. Nan Feiyan stood up to stop the left-hand sword, and seemed to have accidentally injured the fragile heart of the left-hand sword. He withdrew from Feiyanlin in anger and then ran to this place to heal his wounds. The four people who were drinking with him here were also very close to him and quit the sect together today.

A Fei understood the cause and effect, but he didn't know how to persuade him. In the past, when his brothers encountered such a thing, they just kept drinking. They got drunk and then recovered for two days after being sad. The left-handed knife might also go this way, but A Fei also knew that the left-handed knife was introverted and had few friends. It was hard to say whether he had such a strong recovery ability. If he had mental disorders, it was hard to say. So A Fei held it in his hands for a long time and said, "Left-handed knife, is it necessary for you to be so sad? For men, losing love is a compulsory course. What's the good thing about Nan Feiyan? Why do you never forget her?"

"...", the left hand knife opened his eyes and looked at A Fei, then closed his eyes again, expressing his dissatisfaction with A Fei in this way.

A Fei smiled helplessly and then said, "Isn't it just that people are beautiful, rich and have high martial arts skills? It's just that, such people are all over the world..." At this point, A Fei stopped himself and secretly slapped himself. There are not many famous martial arts white and rich beauty like Nan Feiyan in this world, and they are more lethal to the left-hand sword. Not to mention the left-hand sword, if Nan Feiyan had the will, most single men in this world would probably not be able to withstand her charm.

Just when A Fei felt that he had said the wrong thing, the left hand knife muttered: "A Fei, I'm not pretentious. I haven't had anything to do with me for so long, but I always feel a little lonely lately. Alas, I always want to find someone to accompany you, whether it's a tide in the world or in the real world."

After hearing this, A Fei felt a move in his heart and slowly comforted him: "This means that you are mature and you need to be stable. What a great thing!"

The left hand knife closed his eyes and gasped, "Then do you know what I fear most?"

"...Lonely in the middle of the night?" A Fei thought for a while and said, "I'm afraid too. So if you want to open up, exercise more, and think less, you can't help but practice the Qilin Arm."

"Hey, I'm most afraid of going out for dinner alone. Especially when eating spicy hot pot, I was so hot that I burst into tears, but I didn't dare to go to the bathroom, for fear that when I came back, the bowl would have been taken away by the waiter..." The left-handed knife said bitterly, and reached out to snatch it randomly on the table.

"Damn!" Ah Fei couldn't speak anymore, and the men at the table were silent at the same time. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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