Chapter 68 Hot Kowloon Cup

Bai Meier also sat at the table, a square table. Now it is full of four people. Several people who came to buy wine glasses just now also dispersed. They could only watch from afar. No one spoke, but everyone knew that it was the Kowloon Cup. One by one, they can only be envied. If Bai Xiaosheng said he wanted to buy it just now, I believe that no one here dares not give face to Bai Xiaosheng, but Bai Xiaosheng is "indifferent" to this cup.

After sitting down, Jin Yingying didn't like this Bai Meier very much. She had never given Bai Meier a good color. Bai Meier didn't see it at all. She took Han Ruoli's glass and poured a glass of wine. She took a sip and said, "Of course, there should be a good glass of good wine. You just said that you think I'm familiar with it. Is it true?"

Han Ruoli believes that his feelings will not be wrong. Now he believes more and more in his feelings, especially after coming out of the valley, in the valley, his senses are more **. Han Ruoli nodded and said, "Yes! We must have seen it. I just can't remember."

Bai Meier smiled and stretched out her palm and shook it in front of Han Ruoli. Han Ruoli was surprised to see the badge. Once Tian Yueshuang gave it to her, and she gave it to He Lele. Unexpectedly, Bai Meier in front of her turned out to be He Lele. No wonder He Lele once said that there were no big family in Chang'an City that she had never been to. At home, it turned out that she was Bai Meier, a thief known as "flying on the grass and floating on the water".

Naturally, others couldn't understand why Bai Meier waved her hand. In everyone's eyes, this seemed to be just a small action. Han Ruoli suddenly realized, but he was no longer the impulsive young man. After knowing it, he did not make a sound, but smiled faintly.

Yan San Shao picked up the glass, looked at it suddenly, and said to Jin Yingying with a smile, "Is this glass really that valuable? Unexpectedly, I asked you to issue an empty ticket.

"I like it!" Jin Yingying smiled proudly and said, "What is money? I have all kinds of gold and silver mountains. I believe that money can buy everything. Just like today, who can pay more than me?

"Hmm!" Zhang Qingyun is the most angry. This Kowloon Cup is really useful. He once got one with five taels of silver, and the second one actually spent less money. If he hadn't known the goods at the beginning, he would have taken this Kowloon Cup for himself long ago.

Jin Yingying said dissatisfiedly, "If you have the ability, can you buy it? What are you humming there? I haven't seen that the head of the Emei School has never heard of Qingyun Pavilion, and I haven't heard of it. Does Qingyun Pavilion have dogs?

Zhang Qingyun was angry and stood up and pulled out his sword to stab him. Jin Yingying was opposite the table. Zhang Qingyun wanted to assassinate Jin Yingying across the table. At the moment Zhang Qingyun approached the table, Han Ruoli took action. Almost in the blink of an eye, 'jinghong' came out of the sheath, and there was a 'ding' sound from the room. Han Ruoli's sword had taken back its sword. The scabbard, everyone felt that their eyes were flashed by a strong light, and the strong light disappeared.

The sword in Zhang Qingyun's hand broke with the hilt of the sword, and the sound of the blade falling to the ground awakened everyone. Everyone came to their senses and only saw the broken sword on the ground. Unexpectedly, they did not see what weapon Han Ruoli used. Their eyes fell on Han Ruoli's side, and Han Ruoli was tied with a black cloth bag around his waist. Other than that, everything No.

Han Ruoli did not feel how fast he was, but felt that Zhang Qingyun's speed was very slow. When he fought with the beasts in the valley, those beasts were much faster than Zhang Qingyun.

"What a fast sword!" Jin Yingying exclaimed, "I'm afraid Meng Ranlan, the owner of Aojian Villa, is nothing more than that."

Yan Sanshao woke up from a dream. This Han Ruoli was no longer the little cowboy half a year ago. Not to mention anyone else's move just now, even Yan San Shao, who was close at hand, didn't see it clearly. Brother Han... Shi's farewell will treat each other with new eyes for three days!"

"Fuck!" Han Ruoli scolded, "You play with Wen Zou Zou's things again. If you are my buddy, let's not talk so much. Let's have a drink. I found that this wine is much better than my beer.

"Beer?"

Han Ruoli knew that these people had never heard of it and said, "Specialty! Specialty! Come and have a drink."

Zhang Qingyun stood still and was completely stunned. Bai Xiaosheng came over and arched his hand and said, "Master Qingyun, all the visitors are guests. Please sell me Bai Xiaosheng's face. Don't embarras my guests here."

Zhang Qingyun hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry! I'm so excited."

Bai Xiaosheng said, "Master Qingyun is not rude to me. Why did you make amends for me? Even if you want to make amends, you have to make amends for Miss Jin. If it hadn't been for this... Mr. Han's help and hurt Miss Jin, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to say.

"It is said! That's right!" Zhang Qingyun bent down and said, "Please forgive Miss Jin. Qingyun has been offended."

Jin Yingying was very unhappy, but she had to give Bai Xiaosheng a face. "I'm going to drink. I don't care about it. You can treat me." The implication is: Miss, I'm going to drink. When I see your nausea, get out of here.

Yan Sanshao has always been very free and easy. He only loves weapons and can't help asking, "Brother Han... Dude... Did you just use the Shenma soldier blade? Can you take it out and open my eyes?"

Han Ruoli didn't want to be so ostentatious. He also felt that his sword was extraordinary, but Yan San said that if he didn't take it out, he would look too stingy. He opened the black cloth bag and Han Ruoli took out 'Jinghong'.

Except for Han Ruoli, everyone's eyes widened, and even Bai Xiaosheng, who had always been sitting in his arms, couldn't help sighing that it was indeed a good sword.

When Yan Sanshao slowly pulled the sword out of its scabbard, it seemed that a strong light shot out of the scabbard, "This..." Yan Sanshao's spoken English was a little prevariants, "Is this 'Jinghong'?"

"Ah?" Han Ruoli held a porcelain cup and asked, "Do you know him? Do you know the origin of this sword?

"Ha ha!" Yan San Shao smiled awkwardly, "Bai Xiaosheng is here. I don't dare to play with the axe."

Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile, "This 'jinghong' and the Kowloon Cup in your hand are originally a person's."

"One person's?" Han Ruoli thought that if he knew who this was, he might know who saved him and put himself in the valley. Although he was imprisoned for half a year, he has really learned a lot in the past six months. Whose?

"Sword without dust!"

After the three words were exported, the atmosphere around him changed significantly. Bai Xiaosheng continued, "It seems that Jian Wuchen is predestined to have you and passed on this set of Kowloon Cups to you, and this 'jinghong', little brother, you have to watch it. This is a red-catching blade."

Yan Sanshao inserted his sword into the scabbard and returned it to Han Ruoli. Han Ruoli said, "This sword is extremely sharp. I also know it's a good thing, but this cup? What does it do?"

Bai Xiaosheng continued to say, "There are nine cups..." Speaking of this, Han Ruoli didn't know when he came in when he saw Meng Ranlan. At this time, he was looking at him. He felt guilty and left his backhand to give gifts to the leader. Didn't he flatter him on the horse's leg? Hurry up and find a way to save it. But Meng Ranlan's face did not mean to blame. There are a total of nine cups, a set called the 'Kowloon Cup'. Jian Wuchen hid the secret of his swordsmanship in this Kowloon Cup and threatened that those who got the Kowloon Cup could understand what Jian Wuchen had learned all his life by unlocking the secrets.

"Is there such a thing?" Han Ruo thought that he drank water in a Jiulong cup every day in the valley. Why didn't he see any mystery in it? On second thought, if it's easy to find out, it's not what the master did. Where is Jian Wuchen now?

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head, "Jian Wuchen died more than ten years ago. This 'Jinghong' is his weapon."

Han Ruoli withered again and thought it was Jian Wuchen who saved him. At this time, one of the questions that everyone is most concerned about is where the remaining Kowloon Cup is, but no one dares to ask, which makes everyone anxious.

Yan Sanshao hurriedly drank the wine in the glass and put the glass in front of Han Ruoli. "Brother, this cup is not available. You'd better put it away."

Bai Meier smiled and said, "Do you regret giving me the cup now? It's not only valuable, but also money that you can't buy."

Han Ruoli said without changing his face, "If you are a man, you have to keep your word. Since I promised to give it to you, how can I come back?"

Bai Meier smiled and even bent her eyes. "Now even if you give it to me, I don't dare to take it. I'd better return it to you. With this thing on your body, there will always be those red-eyed people to grab me, and I can't beat them."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Han Ruoli took the glass and raised it high, "Who dares to take it? I'll give it away."

As expected, no one dared to speak in the whole building. When I didn't make it clear just now, I thought I knew the best. So many people bid, and some people robbed it. Why? Because there are not many people who know about this matter. Now it's fine. Bai Xiaosheng said, I'm afraid that everyone in the world will know. Who dares to ask for it? Most importantly, there are nine of these Kowloon Cups. If they are all in your own hands, you can be invincible if you want them. However, if you take one, there is nothing you can do if you want to understand. It's dangerous to put them on your body. It's simply not the best.

Everyone thought so, which made Han Ruoli very helpless and said, "At first, I thought it was just an ordinary carved cup. When I was in Hongdu City, I exchanged this cup for five taels of silver in the pawnshop, went out for a walk at night, and gave it to an old man who sells art. I asked the old man to exchange some money, and I didn't have to be bullied."

After saying this, Bai Meier secretly glanced at Zhang Qingyun. This Qingyun Pavilion is in Hongdu City. Just now, he came over for ten taels of silver to buy the Kowloon Cup. It looks like he must have recognized it. Han Ruoli is an idiot. In this way, Zhang Qingyun must have the Kowloon Cup in his hand.

Jin Yingying looked at the cup in her hand and curled her lips and said, "It turned out that I paid for such a good cup, and the thief Bai Meier didn't dare to ask for it. I didn't dare to take it. I'd better give it back to you."

Bai Meier deliberately provoked and smiled, "This business has landed. Isn't it a little bad for Miss Jin to ask for the money back?"

Jin Yingying said, "Who said I was going to get the money back? Mr. Han, I will return this cup to you as a gift. The money ticket is still yours. I will never go back on the transaction made by Jin Yingying, and the things sent will not be taken back.

Han Ruoli picked up the money ticket and sighed, "It seems that I haven't made a fortune." With that, Han Ruoli tore up the ticket with a smile, which proved that he would not ask Jin Yingying for a penny. A simple action gives everyone another level of understanding of Han Ruoli's character. Han Ruoli put away three cups and walked to the stairs. "Brother, I'll come to you for a drink some other day, but I'm poor. If anyone wants to buy this cup, come to me privately. No matter who buys it, I promise to keep it confidential for you. Never disclose the buyer's name.

Bai Meier smiled secretly. This Han Ruoli seemed to be loyal and honest, but in fact, she was worse than herself and had more eyes than herself.