The help of the wind not only allowed the Red Leaf Village to escape, but the people in the village became enthusiastic about the wind at once, especially those fifteen or sixteen-year-old cardamom girls. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Qichun was still yawning in the morning, she opened the courtyard door with sleepy eyes, and saw a young girl, standing at the door with a crimson face, and a bamboo basket in her hand, as if she had been waiting for a while.

"Huh?" Qi Chun wiped his eyes, really suspecting that he had seen it wrong. "Wantao, are you looking for me?"

Wan Tao raised her head very excitedly when she heard the sound, but when she saw that it was Qi Chun, her face clearly showed a trace of disappointment. She laughed awkwardly for a moment or two, and then handed the bamboo basket she was carrying to Qi Chun. "My mother said that she wanted to thank Shen Gongzi for sending these here." Qi Chun curiously glanced down at the basket, there was a porcelain jar in it, and it smelled like the aroma of chicken soup. Wan Tao still shook her heart and looked around, and she looked into the courtyard through the gap in the spring. Qi Chun can be regarded as understanding, this Wan Tao came to see the wind under the pretense of sending things.

Qi Chun grinned at her with a happy smile, and took a small step in the direction of Wan Tao without being noticed, blocking the narrow courtyard gate tightly. "That's really thank you, Auntie, and I'm sorry for you to go early in the morning!" As she spoke, she touched the wooden door with her free hand, looking like she was about to send off a guest. "Huh? I'll change this porcelain jar and bamboo basket back for you later? ”

Wan Tao waved her hand again and again. "No need, I'll leave it here for you first, and I'll pick it up at night." She bit her lower lip lightly, her cheeks quietly turned pink again, and the tips of her ears were red and hot.

"That's a lot of hard work." After saying that, she closed the door with one hand, leaving Wan Tao with a blank face to stare at the door. Qi Chun looked at the still warm chicken soup, thinking that this morning's breakfast was over, and walked to the kitchen with joy to make a chicken soup porridge.

But as soon as the fire was raised, there was another knock at the door in the courtyard. She looked at the fragile flames dancing in the stove, and then listened to the thump in the yard, rolled her eyes, and trotted over again. As soon as I walked to the kitchen door, I saw Duanyue walking through the yard and hard to hook the door lock.

Qi Chun stood at the door and watched. Duanyue pouted and looked at another little girl outside the door, very displeased. "Don't let people sleep so early in the morning?"

When the girl saw that it was Duanyue, the smile on her face froze, not to mention that Duanyue didn't give her a good look, and she was at a loss all of a sudden. She took a few seconds to sort out her mood, and then squatted down with a kind look, and spoke to Duanyue with a smile. "Thank you Shen Gongzi yesterday, I heard that Gongzi was injured, so I boiled some decoction to nourish the body." As he spoke, he handed a clay pot in his hand to Duanyue.

"Ah, for my brother?" She took the clay pot, her eyes widening unconsciously. When the girl heard that Duanyue was the younger sister of the wind, the enthusiasm that had been wilting was inexplicably ignited.

She immediately smiled, stretched out her hand and gently pinched Duanyue's cheek, and smiled. "Ah, you little doll is so pink and cute." The girl's eyes rolled and she said happily. "Is your brother's injury better?"

Duanyue frowned, struggled to break free from the girl's hand, held the heavy sand pot and took a few steps back lightly, looking at the girl with hostility. "Just tell me who told you to touch me? I'm going back to sleep! "I don't know if I haven't slept enough or I'm unhappy when I am touched in the face by a stranger, and my face is bulging. The girl's hand was still paused in mid-air, and Duanyue mercilessly slammed the courtyard door shut, and the girl was pushed out of the door like a lost dog.

Qi Chun saw this scene in her eyes, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, hahaha laughter floated into the girl's ears through the door panel. Her face was flushed by this ridicule, and she was full of grievances and displeasure, but she couldn't say it, so she could only stomp her feet hard to express her embarrassment.

Duanyue turned around and happened to see Qi Chun laughing at the entrance of the kitchen. "Sister Qichun, what are you laughing at?"

"Huh? Hahahaha nothing. She coughed twice to suppress her smile, but the corners of her mouth were still willfully raised. Qichun walked over briskly, took the things in Duanyue's hand, and said softly to her. "Let's go to sleep a little longer, and we'll have breakfast when we wake up."

Listening to the word "breakfast", Duanyue's eyes shone strangely, her head nodded again and again like pounding garlic, and she immediately spread her feet and returned to her house. Although they have only been together for a short month, Qichun and Duanyue have already developed feelings, and sometimes she looks at Duanyue and seems to feel that this is her sister, and Duanyue makes no secret of her love for Qichun. In comparison, the wind is too cold, but Qi Chun can be regarded as knowing his temper.

She carefully brought the boiled porridge to the big room where the wind lived, and Duan Yue had already smelled the smell and ran over, sat down at the table, and couldn't wait to pick up the dishes and chopsticks. Yan Feng had already put on his clothes, and he sat on the edge of Duanyue without saying a word, and the three of them looked like a warm scene.

But before the porridge could be put into the bowl, there was a bustling sound in the courtyard again, and Qi Chun frowned and muttered to the wind. "Childe was so chic yesterday, but the spring heart of the girl in our village rippled. I don't know how many girls came early in the morning. ”

Duanyue hurriedly nodded and agreed. "yes, I can't stand the noise!"

The wind was embarrassed to half open his mouth, and the words were stuck in his throat and he didn't know what to say, so he could only say lightly. "I'm sorry for you." Qi Chun pursed her lips, she couldn't take the conversation, the sound outside the courtyard was also disturbing, she sighed heavily, and could only secretly say that she deserved it. He put down the warm wooden chopsticks that he had pinched in his hand, and quickly stood up and walked to the yard.

This time the knock on the door was even louder, I don't know which girl is so enthusiastic! Qi Chun suddenly had an idea, and her originally fast pace suddenly slowed down, and she clenched her fists in her chest. What if I don't open the door? But the people outside the door didn't seem to care about the naughtiness of the girl at all, and still knocked on the door silently.

Qi Chun's expression changed from a naughty ghost to a puzzle little by little. The man outside the door didn't say a word from beginning to end, just knocked on the door with his head down. This sudden strange feeling lingered beside Qi Chun, and she was so frightened that a fine cold sweat broke out behind the back of a spirit. "Who is it?" She asked tentatively, but no one answered outside the door.

The wind also saw that something was wrong, and he also walked out into the courtyard. At this moment, the people outside the door used all their brute force, and with a "boom", the wooden door was knocked down, and the bowl held by Duanyue fell to the ground crisply. The three of them were frightened before they saw that it was Li Fu's villain!

Today, he is not at all as depressed as yesterday, with a treacherous smile on his face. He waved his hand, and a strong man standing in front of him respectfully retreated to the back, and it seemed that this door had died at the hands of this big man. Qi Chun swallowed his saliva, and before he could open his mouth, Li Fuxian took the lead.

"Didn't expect to meet again so soon?" He shook the fan in his hand, obviously it was a cold winter, but he had to take a fan and pretend to be a cultural person.

Qi Chun snorted coldly. "Isn't it true that you, Mr. Li, unloaded my door?" She glared at Li Fu coldly, if her eyes could kill, I am afraid that Li Fu would have been beaten into a sieve long ago. "I don't know who knelt on the ground yesterday and begged for mercy."

Li Fu didn't expect that Qi Chun would be so vicious, and he would use yesterday's incident to squeeze himself. He choked and coughed once or twice, and instantly fell to the downwind. "Tsk, don't laugh at yesterday's events! Haven't I come for revenge! He clapped his hands with a smile on his face, and more than a dozen strong men came out from behind him, and they no longer held the wooden sticks of yesterday's little family, but they were all real guns. Seeing the dignified faces of Qi Chun and Yan Feng, Li Fu was even more proud. "In the past, I was too soft-hearted to you, and I didn't listen to you country **, so I had no choice but to show my real moves!"

His tone was disgusting to hear, and he rolled his eyes at Li Fu, just opposite his eyes. Li Fu is such a small-bellied person, he snorted coldly, and waved his hand to his subordinates. In an instant, more than a dozen people came towards the spring and the wind with bright and dazzling broadswords.

The wind immediately pushed Qichun into the house, "You protect Xiaoyue!" With that, he closed the door and faced the villains in a courtyard alone. But the wind was agile, but in the face of the opponent's broadsword, he had no weapons, so he could only pick up the firewood scattered in the yard, and he was very aggrieved.

He knew in his heart that these individuals only had brute strength and couldn't beat him, but as soon as there were too many people, he couldn't scruple about it. With his peripheral vision, he saw three or four people walking towards the door, and he was so shocked that he immediately kicked the wooden blocks on the ground with all his might. But this is only a solution to the urgent need, and one enemy is just a hero imagined by the storyteller. He gasped and was forced to the door, seeing that the white knives were about to be stained with blood.

"Ahh A miserable scream made everyone stop, Duanyue broke free from the shackles of Qichun, opened the door, and checked the wind with anxiety. Nothing but panting and getting dirty. So whose scream was it?

Qi Chun felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, and she raised her head to see that it was indeed Li Fu. I don't know when three people appeared at the door, standing on the left is a young man, a long sword in his hand happened to be across Li Fu's neck, and blood beads had oozed out of the place where he touched it, I was afraid that if it was an inch deeper, Li Fu would never be able to shout again.

"Stop! Stop! Li Fu shouted to his subordinates, the so-called capture of the thief first capture the king, seeing that his master is like this, those strong men quickly stopped their movements, and retreated to the side in a panic.

The wind kept its eyes fixed on a middle-aged man standing in the middle. The body shape is similar to those big men, they are all five big and three thick, and the beard on the dark face has been carefully trimmed, and he looks not angry and arrogant. He looked at the wind, and his cold eyes were like stones thrown into a puddle, and suddenly there were waves, and the circles under his eyes turned red, as if he was about to cry.

He took a few steps forward and spoke slowly. "In Xiajing, Murong Chui." It was just a short sentence, and Qi Chun heard the tremor in his words. After hearing this, the wooden stick in his hand slipped quietly, and he turned his head sideways to pull Duanyue, who was standing behind him, to his side, and bowed to the man.

"Nephew Shen Yanfeng and sister Shen Duanyue." He looked up, his eyes flickering, and his voice softened. "I've seen Uncle Murong......