Yan Qing went out to prepare breakfast for three people, Wen Renyuan lay on the bed for a long time and didn't want to get up, he couldn't smell blood these days, the people in the mountains were quiet and leisurely, and there was a woman he liked to wash his hands and make soup, which made him more comfortable than the days he was looking forward to in his dreams, he really wanted to go on like this, and time stopped at this moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since Gong Liang saw Wen Renyuan's kung fu, he has been pestering him all day long to learn kung fu, and he will also teach some.

After discussing with Yan Qing, he said goodbye to the villagers, and told him not to mention the things he had seen them, and decided to go to the Central Plains all the way south.

The two changed back into the clothes of the rivers and lakes and changed their hairstyles, which should not be too eye-catching.

Wen Renyuan wore a black robe and a black hood and cloak, the hat was worn, and the sharp aura was restrained, but it would not attract attention, Yan Qing was dressed in white, with a white hood and cloak, his hair was tied with a ribbon, and the hat blocked the little face, and the two of them were holding a long sword, like a fairy couple.

"How long has it been since the girl's poison flare-up?" When walking on the road, Wen Renyuan asked.

Yan Qing smiled, "Since I went to Zhangjia Village, I haven't had a seizure, I don't know if it's because it's cold or because I'm in a good mood." ”

"I can't keep such a fluke in my heart, I can't say that one day the poison will be bad, now there is snow everywhere, what if the spring flowers bloom, it is better to study the antidote to feeding poisonous insects as soon as possible."

Yan Qing rolled her eyes, "Of course I know, but what can I do, if I don't find a place to settle down, I can't calm down and find the answer." ”

Wen Renyuan frowned, but didn't say anything.

He remembered that on the way to a mission, he met a middle-aged man who claimed to be a half-immortal, saying that he would be bound by a demon girl in his life, and even risked his life for her several times. In the future, if you have a demon girl in your heart, then it is best to break your thoughts, and this life will be spent peacefully.

Losing your life for a demon girl? He laughed when he heard this, and his men even beat up the self-proclaimed half-immortal, and he didn't stop him. He lived a life in the Yan family with no tomorrow today, and even had the idea of never marrying for life.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, it seemed that the man was right, he was indeed tied by a woman, but she was not a witch.

Or even risking your life? He looked at the slender back walking in front of him - so why not? Even if he was tied up by her for a lifetime and risked his life, he was willing.

The Lantern Festival is very lively.

Yan Qing and Wen Ren walked away in the lively crowd, she looked around curiously, some women in cloaks walked on the street, followed by some clever little maids, it turned out that this was what ordinary women looked like.

She saw that there were many people surrounding a lantern riddle, she also leaned over, and Wen Renyuan told her not to move, but when he came back with the sugar gourd, he suddenly realized that Yan Qing was gone.

She's a strict person, she doesn't walk around at will and get taken captive? Thinking of this, his heart suddenly pinched, he had been too comfortable for a while, and he was negligent in taking precautions.

He shuttled through the crowd, looking for clues that might be left for him, the street was bustling, until he went out of the long street and saw a sachet on the ground that had been trampled on, he picked it up and dusted off the soil, and was overjoyed to see the plain embroidery, it was indeed Yan Qing.

He looked around, there was a large gate courtyard on the side of the street, which was heavily guarded, he swept up and hid in a nearby tree, and after waiting for a stick of incense, he saw a familiar face, and he showed a cold smile.

Hearing that people fell from the tree lightly, they landed silently, slowly walked to the gate and stopped, and said, "As soon as the trouble is announced, I will say Yan and ask to see you." ”

When a man with a head in the shape heard this, he looked at the comer, "You are Yan He?" ”

"Yes." Wen Renyuan's voice was cold.

"The master has taken special care of it, if the person who comes to sign up for Yan and join, you don't have to report it, just take someone else's head." As he spoke, he took the knife and slashed at it.

Wen Renyuan's mouth was raised, and an evil smile appeared on his face, which was even more ruthless than when he was in the Yan family, he easily dodged sideways, and at the same time stretched out three fingers of his right hand to take the person's throat, and even the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

This moment happened too fast.

As soon as Wen Renyuan's right hand was loosened, the man was already paralyzed on the ground, the long knife fell to the ground, Wen Renyuan stretched out his foot and picked it up, and the knife was received by him in his hand.

Then, the three guards saw the situation and jointly attacked, approaching Wen Renyuan from three directions, Wen Renyuan's long legs swept straight to the lower plate of the guard on the left, the man fell to the ground with a thud, and he raised the long knife and plunged it directly into the opponent's heart, and the blade actually penetrated the body into the ground for three points, nailing him to the ground.

At the same time, his left hand slammed directly into the door of one person, and when he was dizzy and killed, he instantly picked up the dagger hidden in his sleeve and slashed it into the throat of another person.

The Yan family's kung fu is all murderous kung fu, clean and neat.

More than a dozen people died in an instant.

When the sword was drawn, blood sprayed all over him, and he did not move, and walked forward step by step, the blood on the sword dripping down the sharp blade to the ground. At this moment, he is not a warm Wen Renyuan, he is a ruthless face with blood on his hands.

There were already guards to report, layers of people surrounded him, he took a step, and those people took a step back.

Wen Renyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had returned to the appearance of killing red eyes when he was on a mission in the Yan family,

One of the guards behind took advantage of his unpreparedness to attack, and when he heard the sound of the person arguing from afar, he stabbed the man in the abdomen with a long sword in his hand, and another fell to the ground.

He walked, still looking for the place where she might be imprisoned, no matter which direction, he seemed to have eyes, he was dressed in blood, holding a bloody sword in his hand, like a bull head and horse face coming out of hell, asking for people's lives, which was terrifying.

At this time, an old man suddenly appeared in the courtyard and praised, "The son is very skilled." ”

Wen Renyuan asked directly, "Where is Yan Qing?" ”

The old man smiled, "I'm just waiting in the house." ”

The old man's eyes looked behind him, Wen Renyuan turned around, and saw Yan Qing looking haggard, even with some blood stains on her body, her hands were bound, and behind her was Yan Bing, the face he saw at the door.

Yan Bing's dagger was across her neck, ready to kill her at any time.

Yan Qing's hair was messy, she shook her head and looked at him, tears slowly dripped from her eyes, she was a person who rarely shed tears, and those few tears seemed to be dripping on his heart.

The old man laughed wickedly, "Accept him three times, otherwise, Yan Qing will die." ”

Wen Ren smiled and looked at Yan Qing, and looked like that person, only to see that the person was strong, and his hands were even more blue.

Without thinking about it, he replied, "Okay." ”

Yan Qing's eyes opened so wide in an instant, and he saw that the corners of the man's mouth were coldly curled, and he walked in front of Wen Renyuan, but as soon as he made a move, he flew out more than ten zhang, fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

And that person is only using five points of strength.

Wen Renyuan clutched his chest, stood up, and closed his eyes.

The man slapped out two palms in a row, and Wen Renyuan flew up again, fell to the ground and rolled a few times before stopping, and the person was already dying.