Qingzhou City Rouge Fang, the buildings are still brightly lit, but today's ban on lights in Qingzhou City has not been transmitted to this place of fireworks, and people everywhere on the street are also pitch black.

And here is still alive and fragrant, the men in and out of Qingzhou City are smiling one by one, even the old bustard lady who ushered in at the door is also flowery, holding a handkerchief in her hand with a smile on her face,

This old bustard is very concerned about the dewy love of the previous fight, how many years, I have never met such a fierce and profound martial arts man, but unfortunately I forgot to ask the name of the bearded man, that person is a fresh face, and she naturally has a good memory in this line, whether it is a frequent visitor, or the old and young masters of Qingzhou City who came to them here to relieve their boredom when they are frustrated, she doesn't know, but she has never seen the bearded man, and these are even more embarrassing to miss others,

This is not something that can be revealed by oneself who has been in the fireworks place all year round, it can be seen how much the big battle between Gao Fei and this old bustard aunt made this middle-aged woman's heart ripple.

In the curtain, the sound of horses' hooves tapping and tapping came from afar,

The Futu cavalry, dressed in black and black armor and carrying a spear in his hand, broke in from the gate of the rouge workshop, which scared this old bustard enough, and the crying father and mother turned around and ran.

I heard before that it was a bearded man who injured the Yan commander of the Futu Army, but I worried this old bustard, and I don't know if the bearded man can still come, if you see him, you have to talk to him, provoke the garrison of Qingzhou City, you must not come, if you really miss us, let's go look for you,

In the past few days, I thought that Yan Tongdao would forget it, but now it is good, that team of cavalry has broken in, but this old bustard is scared and crying dad and mother,

turned around and called Su Wanchun,

"Ah, no, the shopkeeper, the black-clothed and black-armored cavalry rushed in at the door, looking at the posture as if he was going to kill someone, you should go out and take a look." ”

This old bustard only thought that the leader of Yan was going to come to find the bearded man, although his heart fluttered, but he was only panicked on his face.

Su Wanchun was also bored, although tonight's revenue was very good, those men who were not at home in the middle of the night and hugged their daughters-in-law came to have fun one by one, but this Su Wanchun was not as happy as before, just thinking about when he would be able to leave Qingzhou City, the original members of the Black Wind Society left one after another, and now there are no people left in the Rouge Workshop who can take care of each other.

Otherwise, the day before yesterday, those who didn't have long eyes could make noise at will, and killed one, just cleaning the puddle of blood on the ground made Su Wanchun, who was standing on the sidelines, disgusting enough, although he was also a martial artist, but this pampered shopkeeper did not like to see fights and kills.

But today is worried, that Song Jinghong is just living in seclusion in the Jinfu Building, just a person stunned in a daze, and he doesn't speak, I don't know how the big shopkeeper is going to leave, if he leaves, he should have left a long time ago, but what are you waiting for, if you leave, I don't know if I can take myself away,

Over the years, he has also saved some silver in the Rouge Workshop, and he Su Wanchun can mix like a dog no matter where he goes, but when he thinks of the importance that the big shopkeeper values himself over the years, he is a little unbearable, Su Wanchun is an ordinary person who Song Jinghong picked up, and the current martial arts cultivation is already a heavy cultivation of Dapan, but he neglects to practice, and his heart is not here, and he has zero meaning in martial arts.

As soon as he heard the old bustard's panicked appearance, Su Wanchun pretended to be calm and said, "What are you panicking, isn't there still a big man in front of you when you collapse, then Yan came back to find a place in our Rouge Fang?" Isn't that the wrong place, and we didn't kill people, Gui Ping, I see that you are almost fifty years old now, and you can just find a man who lives in peace to marry in the future, it seems that we may not be able to open this Qinglou for a long time." ”

"Ah, what a loss. "This old bustard is called Su Guiping, forty-five years old, well maintained, once regarded as a flowery Oiran of a state, and now he has been an old bustard in Rouge Fang for many years.

Without waiting for the woman to speak any further, Su Wanchun had already waved her hand and walked out of the door.

The old bustard didn't continue to follow, she didn't like to fight and kill outside, her battlefield was fighting in bed, turned around and left, worried, thinking that if she left the rouge workshop, she didn't know what to do, she had saved a lot of money over the years, but how difficult it was to meet Ansheng's man.

Yan Hui rode on the floating horse, not out of the domineering domineering, hands on the waist, was helped down, walking is still trembling, the right leg is frozen, although I don't feel pain, but it is indeed a little unsmooth,

He was ordered by Han Li to surround the rouge workshop, and Lord Han Li caught a man named Song Jinghong, whether he was dead or alive, he brought it back, and even if he died, he had to take it back.

Han Li replied, no matter what the consequences, even if the shameless girls in the Rouge Workshop are slaughtered one by one, that person must be forced to show up, and the crossbow archers from Zhongzhou City from the Free City cooperate to catch a man, isn't that a matter of being captured.

Su Wanchun walked out with a step, saw Yan Hui standing in the center of the field in armor, hurriedly ran over, and asked, "Commander Yan, are you here with the army happily, although we are not in the Rouge Workshop, but there are indeed not so many girls in it who can provide for these individuals." ”

Yan didn't look back, and said in a low voice, "Don't be polite to me, what is the name of Song Jinghong when you go to your rouge shop, let's arrest that person and leave immediately, do you understand?"

When Su Wanchun heard these words, he suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, but he was thinking in his heart why these individuals came to find the big shopkeeper, and the big shopkeeper is not the one who can know the name of these individuals on the surface.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Our Rouge Workshop doesn't have your person, are you mistaken, our Rouge Workshop are all honest craftsmen, if you don't believe it, ask your Lord Assassin, we won't lie." ”

As soon as Yan Hui heard that this chubby Su Wanchun was still pretending to be with him, he immediately stepped forward and fell on his mouth, Su Wanchun hurriedly dodged back, but the reaction of the retreat was quite fast,

The eyes have become very different from before,

Yan Hui didn't expect this fat man's body to be quite flexible, and said with a smile, "Dark, I'm still a practitioner, look at this posture is very decent." ”

just confessed to his subordinates, "The people in the Rouge Workshop, anyone who resists, will be killed, including this Su Wanchun." ”

After finishing speaking, he swaggered out and walked out,

A group of crossbowmen stood up in unison, holding crossbows in their hands and carrying arrow baskets on their backs, just waiting for the order, and immediately they would start killing.

All of a sudden, there was a mess in the rouge workshop, and those who went out to find happiness didn't have time to get dressed, so they fled in a hurry, but the floating army downstairs didn't care about that, just now Commander Yan had already given an order,

A pair of cavalry surrounded the doorway, and the men who rushed down in a hurry saw the spears with murderous intent one by one, and their legs immediately became weak again.

"Idle and hot to Lao Tzu go back, only one man named Song Jinghong is arrested today, and the rest of the people are all to Lao Tzu to get out of the way, otherwise our Futu Army will wash the rouge workshop in blood, no matter who it is!"

Those unclothed Qingzhou men were scared of rats one by one, and they returned to the hot quilt just now, and one by one they cried and shouted that their mothers didn't know what to do.

Su Wanchun turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the cavalry behind him, "You stop Lao Tzu!"

Su Wanchun smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and ran with his legs, although his martial arts were not superb enough, he was also a recultivation of Da Pan, and the speed of running with all his strength was extremely fast.

turned around and scolded, "Lao Tzu, your grandfather's leg, now Lao Tzu has run away, you let me stand and try." ”

The three black horses had already swished out, and immediately the cavalry grabbed their spears tightly and rushed towards the fat man who was running in front, and the crossbowmen were even more arrow-ready.

In a moment, the whizzing crossbow has been fired,

The crossbow is a thing made by a skilled craftsman in the Qinglong Dynasty, even if it is placed in the hands of ordinary people, it is just a button, and the arrows that flash and shine are already directly attacking Su Wanchun.

No matter how fast Su Wanchun was, he still pierced the arrow from his ankle, but the other two arrows were stuck in his fat ass.

He only felt a heat in his buttocks, but there was a heart-piercing pain coming from his pelvis.

He didn't bother to pay attention to it, and ran tightly, but the arrow at his ankle slowed him down, and his right ankle was bleeding.

In the oblique stab, a spear plunged straight into the back of his heart, but he pushed it out horizontally with both palms.

The floating horse ran even faster, and with a neigh, the black horse snorted,

exhausted a trace of true qi, Su Wanchun fell to the ground, but another black horse galloped from the side, looking at the posture of the spear, but there was no mercy at all,

If this shot is solid and sincere, this Su Wanchun will die.

"The big shopkeeper, our rouge shop is going to be leveled today, Su Wanchun can no longer give your old man filial piety!"

Su Wanchun was able to push out the spear in front of him with both palms with his own skills, but he didn't have the strength to dodge this other one, the spear was held tightly in the hand of the cavalryman, and the floating horse was the number one good horse in the Qinglong Dynasty, just the horse's original strength could shatter the human body, not to mention the iron spear that showed cold light.

He sat on the ground with his eyes closed, hoping that the moment of death would be faster, but he didn't want to suffer half-dead.

But just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, a figure flew down as if he was flying, and slapped his palm on the head of the cavalryman sitting on the black horse.

Without any sound, the cavalry even fell to the ground with a strong slap on the horse, turning into a pool of blood, and the plasma sprayed Su Wanchun's face, which made the fat middle-aged man open his eyes,

When I opened my eyes, there was no doubt that Song Jinghong was standing in front of me.

I saw Song Jinghong holding a long sword in his left hand, his right hand behind his back, wearing green clothes, not stained with dust, but like an immortal, descending into the world in a chic manner.

Su Wanchun was covered in blood, and he didn't know if it was the horse's or the cavalryman's, and he was about to stand up in a hurry, but as soon as he lifted his foot, a pain of tearing flesh and blood came not only from his buttocks but also from his ankles, and he was chilled all over his body.

Song Jinghong is very uncommon to hold a long sword, but it has never been unsheathed, and the palm just now directly slapped the cavalry and the black horse into a lump of flesh, but the strange thing is that his body has not been stained with dead blood beads,

With a wave of his right hand, he had already helped Su Wanchun up, and said casually, "Let you not be good at practicing on weekdays, now it's okay, a few dark horses will make you so embarrassed, go and clean up the injury, there are pills and treatment in my house, you go and get it yourself, I have been waiting for a while, then Song Tai finally can't bear it, you take care of yourself, if he is lucky, he will go to Kunlun Mountain to find me, as for those girls in the rouge workshop, Song Tai will naturally not pay attention to the lives of ordinary people, you go quickly." ”

Su Wanchun gritted his teeth and said, "Shopkeeper, you have a lot of hearts, not to mention a few dark horses, this pair of Futu troops have surrounded our Rouge Fang, plus countless crossbowmen, I will go to Jinfu Tower now, I will leave, you have to worry about it, and then I will go directly to Kunlun Mountain to find you." ”

Song Jinghong nodded,

Seeing that Su Wanchun was leaving, the cavalry on the side, including those crossbowmen, stopped doing it, and in an instant, the arrows flew straight to the two of them like locusts with a sound that pierced the air.

Song Jinghong didn't look at it, but with a move of his right hand, a strong wind gushed out, blowing the arrow out of sight, and the root was inserted on the door beam of the Rouge Fang building, buzzing,

Su Wanchun gritted his teeth and ran towards the Jinfu Building without looking back, although he had never seen the technique of the big display cabinet, but naturally he believed that Song Jinghong would get out, but when he thought of the thousands of cavalry and countless arrows, his heart was also whimpering,

No matter how capable the martial artists in the world are, how many troops can they consume?

Seeing that the person on the opposite side could stop countless arrows from flying with a wave of his hand, the few cavalrymen chasing in front of him were startled,

What's more, the black horse just now was slapped down by the man and turned into a pulp, and the men in their Futu army were naturally hardened, although they were determined to do the horse leather shroud, they regarded the soldiers as brothers and sisters, and their eyes were tearing, and they longed to stab the heart and lungs of the man in white with a spear.

But the horses under the seat seemed to be human, and they kept snorting one by one, but no matter how much the cavalry whipped, they did not rush forward.

The cavalry gritted his teeth fiercely, and this horse has been with him for many years, where can he be willing to fight hard, but the enemy is at present, if he stabs this person to death, how can he be worthy of the brother who was slapped to death with a palm,

Song Jinghong didn't look at the surrounding cavalry and those crossbowmen who dodged backwards, and walked forward step by step.

A few of the floating slaughter soldiers next to them were brandishing spears and running at great speed, and the horse's butt was beaten by people and bleeding, and the speed of running in the extreme pain was like a meteor.

The jet-black spear stabbed straight into Song Jinghong's body, but I saw that his right hand clenched into a fist and slashed down, and those extremely fast Futu horses were instantly waved at this person, and the horse was also split in half.

For a while, full of blood, the horse lay on the ground and trembled,

Song Jinghong had never pulled out his long sword, and the arrows of the crossbowman were even more innumerable in his direction.

But the man in white was like walking among countless arrows, and those arrows hung with a streamer and sharpness, but they seemed to be pierced in the air.

And then look at the countless arrows that fell to the ground, and one by one they were also crumbled into pieces.

The ground was full of human blood mixed with the blood of horses, but the man was spotless, and walked slowly, so that the cavalry and crossbowmen who were gathered around him trembled.

Master, this person is a martial arts master, but also a superb person, I have never seen a person who can tear apart the Futu cavalry with a wave of his hand, look at that person is holding a long sword in his hand, the sword is already so unfathomable, if you pull out the long sword for that person, what kind of brilliance,

Until Song Jinghong walked out of the square in the middle of the Rouge Fang, the crowd of floating troops outside was also frightened, and none of them dared to launch another charge.

"Let your leaders come out, Song Jinghong disdains to kill a few horses and a few mosquito-like cavalry. ”

Song Jinghong glanced coldly at the dodging cavalry, shoulders, long hair flying in the wind, so unpleasant,

Yan echoed and muttered to his subordinates, "Go, sneak around to the back, cut off the heads of the girls in the rouge shop one by one and throw them out, if he doesn't tie his hands and arrest them, he will cut them all for me, I don't believe this person can be so ruthless." ”

A cavalry galloped away from the side,

Yan Hui rode two steps forward on his horse, and laughed at Song Jinghong, "You are Song Jinghong, I thought that what kind of character could make our Lord Han take such care, and we sent three thousand floating slaughter troops to rush over, I advise you to kneel in front of the horse quickly, otherwise, tonight, you will be turned into a clothed mound." ”

Song Jinghong glanced up, a distance of more than ten steps, but when he saw it, the horse was suddenly shocked, the horse's hooves rushed up, and there was a sound of horse roaring, but the black horse threw Yan Hui on the top of the Lin, only to hear a click, but Yan Hui's right leg was honest, and the right leg that he didn't feel was broken all of a sudden.

A blue talisman turned into dust and smoke and flew away,

Yan Hui, who couldn't stop scolding loudly on the ground, was blurred in flesh and blood on his right leg, "The disobedient beast actually fell down in front of the army, and turned around and skinned the floating slaughter horse and ate the meat, oops, my leg." ”

Song Jinghong stepped over, stood beside Yan Hui, and said in a low voice, "You don't deserve to sit on a horse and talk to me, just a commander, go and call Song Tailai, I want to talk to him." ”

At this time, there was a crying sound from upstairs, crying, so desolate,

More than a dozen women in the rouge workshop were pressed onto the window terrace on the second floor, without covering their bodies, and there were more than a dozen floating cavalry standing behind them.

"Help me, save me, I don't want to die yet. ”

"What about the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper save me, Su Wanchun, where are you, I don't want to kill anyone. ”

only listened to a few clicks, and a good head was cut off with a knife, and fell on the bluestone slab on the first floor.

Several blood arrows spurted out of the broken neck, and the women next to them were paralyzed to the ground in fright, if they hadn't been carrying their necks, they would have fainted a long time ago.

Yan Hui endured the sharp pain in his thigh, but grinned, "Hehe, what are you, you dare to call the name of the prince over and over again, this is already a capital crime, and if you don't tie your hands, those stinky women who come out to sell will be ghosts for you one by one, haha, you actually met the prince, do you want to laugh at me to death, cut me again, and chop those shameless women who came out to sell one by one into meat foam!"

Song Jinghong glanced back at the woman in the rouge shop upstairs crying for her father and mother, and her whole body had disappeared in front of Yan Hui's eyes with a bang. 166 Reading Network