"Yunhe, when will the White-clothed Sect take over the idle matter of not wanting money and food?" Bai Cheng'an turned his head, and a pair of dark and beautiful eyes looked at Yunhe who was obviously nosy. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info lazy and low tone makes people unable to hear the emotion. After all, Yunhe has been with Bai Cheng'an for the longest time, and when he heard Bai Cheng'an's statement, Yunhe didn't dare to mention the matter of Su Zhai. But at the table over there, the big man was still chatting as if no one was around.

Bai Cheng'an stood up, and his long figure pulled out a heavy feeling. An innate spirit added a bit of masculinity to Bai Cheng'an, and there was an innate sense of nobility and indifference in his gestures. Two feelings that do not fit the age are vividly expressed in Bai Chengan.

Those who have seen Bai Cheng'an will find it difficult to forget the existence of such a person.

Yun He raised his eyebrows, and saw Bai Cheng'an facing him sideways, following Bai Cheng'an's line of sight, Yun He realized that among the few guests who came to the wine shop, half of the guests were the people from the rivers and lakes who secretly chased and killed their Baiyi Sect. In other words, Yunhe has long been numb to this sense of crisis, and even sometimes wants to use the assassination of these people to secretly break away from the control of the White Cloth Sect.

Yun He hid his thoughts deeper and said in a low voice, "Altar Master, those people are here, do you need your subordinates to solve them?" ”

Bai Cheng'an pursed his lips, and with a few strokes, he outlined his outline as resolute and handsome, but there was an evil aura, a killing aura that seemed to be innate with him. Hearing the movement of the tables over there, Bai Chengan raised his eyes and glanced at the tables of people in the rivers and lakes, even if there was a situation of more than a dozen people against each other, Bai Chengan's voice was only faint, "If I die here, it is my lack of ability, and sooner or later I will be killed by others." ”

Yunhe smiled bitterly, and he couldn't tell the feeling in his heart. He and Bai Cheng'an were a group of children bought by the leader of the White-clothed Sect from outside. After a rigorous selection that year, there were more than 50 children in that batch, and in the end, only 11 survived. Among the eleven people, they went through a brutal screening and finally confirmed the quota of the three altar masters. The remaining eight were divided among the three altar masters.

The Baiyi Sect has always had no shortage of masters, and Bai Chengan has always been under heavier pressure than him.

Yunhe recalled that year when he saw Bai Cheng'an standing alone on the edge of the cliff, smashing things like a demon, and he also inadvertently saw Bai Cheng'an carefully bandaging the wound of a bird with a wounded wing. is obviously such a fragile teenager, but he has become a powerful chess piece in the hands of the white-clothed sect, and he is the enemy of decent people in the world.

Yunhe watched Bai Cheng'an's back go away, and he had some balance in his heart. I'm afraid that Bai Cheng'an wants to leave the Baiyi Sect more than he wants to live that kind of idle cloud and wild crane life. Yunhe raised the teacup without moving and took a sip of tea, and the fragrance of tea wandered between his mouth. Yunhe's gaze followed Bai Chengan's figure.

The surrounding martial arts masters began to move.

Seeing that Bai Cheng'an was about to walk out of the Yunlai wine shop, the martial arts masters who had been in ambush for a long time showed their weapons one after another, and in an instant, several figures came towards Bai Cheng'an with sharp weapons.

The big man who was still chatting at the table noticed the abnormality, and immediately stopped his mouth, and watched a few people fight carefully. The companion next to Dahan stabbed Dahan and reminded, "Brother, let's find a chance to leave, so as not to cause trouble." If you don't get it right, you'll have to lose your life! ”

"Hey, that's not ...... Is Bai Cheng'an, the White Altar Master of the White-clothed Sect!?" The scholar-like young man was startled, his gaze passed over a few people, and stayed on Bai Cheng'an.

"Don't be foolish, let's get out of here!"

I don't know who interjected, and the people who were still watching the excitement came back to their senses, and they all seized the opportunity to rush outside.

The weapon slammed into the air with a crisp sound.

Half of the Jianghu people who have more enemies than others have been defeated by Bai Cheng'an. The tables and chairs neatly placed in the wine store were scattered at this time, and the movements of the six or seven surviving masters of the rivers and lakes were almost the same, covering the arm that was numbed by Bai Cheng'an's internal force with one hand, only to realize that there were only two or three people left in the wine shop who could fight on their side, so they had to watch Bai Cheng'an step out of the wine shop, and his back gradually drifted away.

Su House.

Four or five people dressed as Taoist priests followed the housekeeper Uncle Zhuang towards the inner house. Among the Taoist priests, there is a young man with clear eyebrows and extremely handsome eyes, and the wide and ordinary Taoist clothes are worn on him, which is not only eye-catching, but also reveals the nobility of ordinary people, so that people can notice his existence in the crowd at a glance.

The rough maid Fu'er passed by, raised her eyes and looked at it casually, and the next second she stopped, her eyes paused in a daze on the young Taoist priest who followed the last.

"Fu'er, is the old lady in the Jade Courtyard or not?" Uncle Zhuang, the housekeeper, noticed the stunned maid on the side, so he stopped and asked Fu'er.

"Back to Uncle Zhuang, the old lady has already passed." Fu'er froze and replied as usual.

When Uncle Zhuang and his party walked towards the Jade Ming Courtyard with a few Taoist priests, and saw that there was no one around, Fu'er took a step forward and hurried towards the east wing of Changle Courtyard. Although the girl was being injured, Fu'er felt that this opportunity might allow the girl to catch the new wife. In this way, the girl's life in the Su house will not be so sad, and secondly, she can repay the kindness of the former wife and the girl. The more she thought about it, the faster Fu'er's steps sped up.

Zhu'er saw Fu'er coming from outside in a hurry, frowned unhappily, looked at Fu'er who was sweating with a cold expression, and said impatiently to her, "What are you doing here?" Didn't the girl let you get closer to each other? Are you all on the sidelines? ”

Fu'er was a little embarrassed, and begged stubbornly, "Sister Zhu'er, let the slave maid go in to meet the girl?" ”

"Can't I just go in and convey it? Why are you so mysterious? Don't you know that the girl is now wounded and afraid to move? Zhu'er's tone was not good, since that time she found out that Fu'er was sent to eavesdrop, Zhu'er no longer trusted Fu'er, seeing that Fu'er didn't speak, Zhu'er snorted coldly, "I think you were actually sent to Qi Girl, so that the girl's injuries can't be healed, right?" ”

Gui'er walked out of the house, glaring at Zhu'er helplessly, and secretly wondered that Zhu'er couldn't change her jealous and hateful temperament. Seeing that Zhu'er didn't say anything, Gui'er looked at Fu'er and said, "Fu'er, girl, please come into the house and talk." ”

When Fu'er walked in, she saw Su Sanyuan, who was a little pale, standing in the house waiting for her, Fu'er was blessed, didn't dare to delay any longer, and said, "Girl, the portrait that the first few **** let the slave and maid see, the slave and maid saw the real person today!" Seeing Su Sanyuan's normal expression, Fu'er continued, "That person wore a Taoist robe today, and followed Uncle Zhuang and them to the Jade Ming Courtyard. ”