Chapter Thirty-Eight: Xue Zibei?

Zipei looked at her stupidly and apologetically, waiting for her forgiveness!

However, she still lingered on Zipei's face, and gradually he noticed that her eyes were filled with tears. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Zipei felt infinitely apologetic.

And to his surprise, she bit her lip and spit out word by word: "Xue--Zi--Pei......"

She even recognized herself?

"Girl, how do you recognize me?" Such a simple sentence made her hold back tears.

What he expected was not realized, he must not be the Xue Zipei in his heart, the Xue Zipei in his heart is a responsible hooligan, he saw that he definitely wanted to take advantage of himself, at least one hug would not be less, and now he got such a sentence of less than ten words. His "indecency" is too extravagant, the only explanation is that he is not the Zipei in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

She was clearly calling Xue Zipei, how could I hear it wrong. Zipei is helpless against her changeability, and women are changeable, this is an eternal truth.

The air seemed to have long since stopped, and it was just me and her. Zipei has such a feeling, but he can't do it in this place. Marrying a woman in the dust will be angry, no matter how beautiful a woman can only be a concubine, and the status of a concubine is much lower than that of a wife.

She also failed to wake up from her trance, knowing that she had been "touched" by the most painful part of her heart.

At this time, she remembered that she had lost her temper, and hurriedly picked up Mi Luo who fell to the ground.

The shoulder-length length of her face just covers her towering head and face, the lotus blue long skirt is tied high and flush with her chest, the lapel-style treasure pattern small-sleeved tunic embroidered with Qionghua, the pink silk with the Yingluo pattern of the flying lark in flight, the V-shaped wide collar, the white curved collar Zhu Yuan, and a maid carrying a long skirt dragging to the ground for her, wearing a green tug.

"This hairpin is so beautiful!" I saw that there was a young man next to him who had not had time to disperse and shook a golden hairpin in his hand, the young man's clothes were gorgeous, but he always felt a little oblique when he wore them, and he was also staggering when he walked; Those eyes were a pair of mouse eyes, and the eyeballs were dripping and rolling; When those eyes were fixed on the golden hairpin, they didn't move anymore, staring at it deadly. Straddling his legs into a horse step, his left hand clenched into a fist, always on guard against others coming to grab him.

These words woke her and him up.

She hurriedly touched her hair bun with her hand, and her eyes drifted to the golden hairpin, which Zipei knew was the one that had scratched herself just now.

"This golden hairpin belongs to my young lady, give it back to me!" The girl was ready to grab it.

But she was still a dozen steps away from the young man when she was stopped by the young man: "Whoever said it was yours, I picked it up, and what I picked up is mine." ”

The maid is also fierce enough, and she walked over and grabbed it, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she grabbed an empty space, and the person fell to the ground if she was unstable.

At this time, the people around them gathered again and formed a circle, still watching indifferently and talking in a low voice, but no one spoke.

Jing Yan was angry on the side, his brother forgot about himself when he saw the beauty, his body was specially made up for him, and it was to make him smile.

"Brother, let's go." Taking advantage of such a gap, Jing Yan came over and urged Zipei to leave.

"No, I can't. I've got to get the hairpin. ”

"Do you care so much about her? You've only only known her. ”

Zipei doesn't know if I think about it, but when I see her appearance, I feel distressed!

Does love begin with distress?

Zipei couldn't help but say that he immediately rushed over, stretched out his hand and made a false move; He hurriedly dodged, and Zipei's right leg swept down at him, and he fell heavily to the ground, and the miser still clung to the golden hairpin with both hands. A fist struck his wrist, his palm clenched weakly, Zipei grabbed Jin Hai's head and pulled it into his hand.

At this time, Zi Pei found that the girl had regained her composure, but Han Cen Cen's indifference hung on her face, and Zi Pei saw that she ignored herself, so she didn't want to say a word, so she had to put the golden hairpin on her soft and boneless hand.

The air was as cold as a snowy winter, and he could clearly smell a mournful atmosphere.

Zipei didn't know that he had offended her like this and was hated by her.

Of course, Zipei regretted that she had deprived her of her first kiss, how should she live in the future?

Zipei was also worried about her, she was a girl on this street, and such a thing happened, and the person who picked up the golden hairpin must be a local hooligan, so he was so fearless. He's definitely going to get his rifle back.

Zipei took out another very delicate hairpin from the stall and let Jingyan appreciate it carefully.

Jing Yan played with this hairpin, reluctant to give up, and the owner of the goods bought it with Jing Yan on the side.

After a while, the bazaar began to commotion, and I saw a group of about twenty or thirty people walking past the two girls in a hurry, and the people in the aisle automatically got out of the way, and at a glance the group rushed directly towards them and formed a circle. The little scoundrel who picked up the golden hairpin walked straight to them with someone.

Soon, they were caught by people on the left and right, trying to take them away by force; They shouted for help in panic, and the form didn't seem to be contrived in the slightest.

But the people around him were very indifferent, maybe they were afraid, they didn't dare to make a move, they didn't even dare to say anything!

I caused this, and I can't stand idly by. Zipei thought.

Zipei rushed over, didn't make a noise with them, punched one person, and quickly cleaned up the few people who tried to kidnap them; Several of them all lay on the ground and wailed, and Zipei immediately pulled away the frightened Pan'er and her maid.

I'm not afraid of them, there are so many people, a group of rabble, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

The young man who picked up the hairpin asked for merit in front of a big man, and the men who were still wailing just now saw that their master was coming, and their courage gradually grew stronger, and they stood up with each other, and fled back to their leaders.

After listening to the young man's narration, the big man hurriedly pulled the young man aside, and the young man almost fell; This person is tall, with horizontal flesh, but the muscles of the arms are concave and convex, his hands are turned into fists, and the biceps brachii show a magnificent "gaze" to Zipei like a pair of snake eyes; With a beard on his face, a pair of round eyes staring at Zi Pei, his two arms kept shaking when he walked, and the two steel rings on his wrists also flew with the eyes of the people, and the waving arms were like two poisonous snakes that resolutely attacked forward and rushed towards Zi Pei in coordination; From time to time, he crossed his arms vigorously, and the two steel rings collided with each other with a clattering sound.

The sound of his feet hitting the ground matched with the sound of the underwire, giving people an infinite deterrent power.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, he saw that where he passed, the bluestone slabs had collapsed a few centimeters, and each bluestone slab had no flaws.

Without asking, he launched the first round of offensive against Zipei.

His arm strength was amazing, and when he collided with Zipei's arms, Zipei felt as if he had been hit by a hammer.

"You have a bit of brute strength, why did you say that you beat my people, I am satisfied, I will spare your life." Zipei felt a little ridiculous, it was obvious that he had some brute strength, and Zipei suspected that this person had some brain problems.

"Discipline your bastards well, so that others don't have to worry about you, and you won't get a good reward." This made the man scream angrily.

"I'm so angry, the people who beat me are still so rampant."

The strength of his hand increased, and Zi Pei knew that this kind of person whose brain did not turn was to disrupt his square inch.

Zipei didn't fight him hard at this time, dodging dexterously, but he also lost no time in attacking him from time to time, Zipei's hard fist landed on his gap from time to time, sometimes Zipei's right elbow pressed against his fat belly, and sometimes his fist hit his chest, although it did not cause him damage, it also gave him a feeling of suffocation in the pneumothorax, and he was uncomfortable all over his body.

"You, a rat, are not a hero, you don't dare to touch your grandfather and me, and blindly dodge."

Of course, Zipei knows that he is called being brave and not strategic, as long as I win, I don't care about the way and means.

He couldn't afford to bear the guilt, so he hurriedly retreated, and Zipei saw that he compromised, and he didn't chase after him.

Zipei thought he had flinched, but it wasn't until the man took a chilling big knife from the hand of the attendant next to him that he felt that he was wrong, and he almost wanted to fight hard.

He held his hands tightly, suddenly pulled up, straight down towards the head Zipei, the blade with the whirring wind to Zipei's heavenly spirit cover pressed down, Zipei's head obviously felt its pressing momentum, not to think about it, habitually and quickly pulled the body dexterously avoided the sharp blade, the blade went straight to the bridge of his nose; The blade reached the chest, and it stopped, and the blade came to the chest with a twist, and he was going to cut it horizontally. In a hurry, Zi Pei had to lean back, his knife was fast, Zi Pei's body was faster, his hands were on the ground, and the blade flew past against his belly, at this time Zi Pei broke out in a cold sweat, feeling that he had underestimated him, fortunately he was calm, and if there was a little chaos, his own was cut in two by him. At this time, Zipei didn't dare to slack off, and sure enough, the barbarian turned the blade again, retracted it upwards, and then turned the blade to slash straight down, but just when the blade turned, Zipei rolled on his side, and then rolled his body, and his knife flew into the air. Isn't this Cheng Biting Jin's three-plate axe?

The strength of his hands is at least five hundred catties, for ordinary people even if they hold a knife with both hands, they can't stop one of his moves, don't underestimate every move, these three moves are both fast and spiritual, the spirituality of the move is the highest level of sword practice, fast is easy to achieve, especially for a warrior like him who has at least five hundred catties of two-handed strength It is easy to practice, and spirituality is not something that everyone can practice; There are people who are greedy and chaotic, and they will never reach this spiritual state. And the spirituality of the move is that people follow the sword, not the knife thinks with people. It is to control the movement of the knife at the critical moment. The knife is closer to the target than the person, the person is subjective, and the slightest hesitation in the mind will miss the opportunity, but the knife will not.

Taking advantage of the man's hesitation and surprise at the defeat, Zipei reached out and patted the back of his knife, and his knife came out of his hand with a clang.

"No, no, my knife is very slippery, and I accidentally got rid of it." TM's, this is too funny, how can you do a life and death fight and regret it, this person is really a wonder. But as soon as this person makes a move, he wants to take people's lives, and it's too ruthless.

"Go to the side. Tell your minions to go together, uncle, I don't have time. ”

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