Chapter 16: The Lady of the Village

The sky is blue, there is no wind and no clouds, and the bright sunlight generously shrouds the land of Yima Pingchuan.

The green grass on the plains is glorious, and a wide river winds for thousands of miles, as gentle as a jasper belt lit up at the waist of a girl.

Bei Jueyang and Du Jiu Ge's carriage was walking along the river, and the escort Meng Qi who was driving the car was a young man, with dark skin and few words, and after walking for most of the day, Du Jiu Ge didn't hear him snort.

In the distance, a team of horses rushed towards him with murderous energy, and his movements were swift, and after a short time, he surrounded the lonely carriage, and the leader was a thick man, shaking the big knife in his hand, and said in a rough voice, "Rob!" โ€

Rob?

Meng Qi tilted his head in the direction of the car door and asked Bei Jueyang, "Master?" โ€

Before Meng Qi could get Bei Jueyang's instructions, a cold man in black on the side of the thick man glared at him fiercely, and his voice was hoarse as if he had been polished with sandpaper, "What robbery?" Kill me! โ€

After speaking, he raised his hand and waved, there were about a dozen people behind him, all of them were black-clothed and cold-faced, with a solemn appearance, which was obviously different from the various clothes of the thick and strong men and others, not like a bandit with a mixture of dragons and snakes, but like a well-trained soldier. At this time, as soon as he got the order, Qi brushed and drew his knife and rushed towards the carriage.

Seeing this, the thick man's face turned blue, he snorted heavily, waved the big knife in his hand to his subordinates, and scolded in a rough voice, "Ge Laozi! We're on it too! โ€

The bandits kicked, stomped, and swarmed.

In contrast, the superior is superior. This group of thieves was obviously divided into two groups, the dozen or so people dressed in black were all masters, a few people entangled Meng Qi, and the rest of the people joined forces to besiege the carriage. And the other group led by the thick and strong men looked like real bandits, their weapons were different styles, their fighting styles were also messy, and their martial arts were even more mediocre, and they were beaten by Meng Qi one by one and screamed bitterly.

However, before they could get closer, the body did not shake and the doors did not open. A strong air flow suddenly erupted in the carriage, and there were a few "bangs", knocking the people in black into the air one by one, and the person led by the hoarse voice was also knocked back a few steps, barely supporting his body with a knife, covering his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The bandits all changed color, as if they never thought that the target of the robbery would be so strong. The stout man shook his head, and was just about to speak, when he heard the sandpaper polished voice sound, "This person will be beheaded by the knife today, otherwise, I'll see you later!" โ€

Hearing this, the faces of the people in black were cold, and there was a cold and murderous look in their eyes, obviously, they had made full preparations when they came.

In the first round of siege, the bandits did not take any advantage, and soon the second round of attacks began. At this time, the black-clothed people avoided the carriage and joined forces to besiege Meng Qi, and they actually fought one by one to solve the idea.

Meng Qi snorted coldly, the water of the long sword dance in his hand was impassable, and when he saw a knife coming, he was not in a hurry, he grabbed a thief who bumped into him, and sent it forward, only to hear a "poof", and the long knife of the man in black stabbed into his chest.

Behind him, a man in black raised a gun to pick a stab, Meng Qitou didn't look back, he seemed to have eyes behind him, pulled and thrown, and threw a certain thief who was wielding a stick and knocking around backwards, "snorted", and blood splashed on his long shirt.

Then the man in black raised his knife and slashed it on his head, Meng Qi's eyes froze, and the horsewhip swept around the waist of a thief and dragged it back, "Bang la", the thief was cut in half by the big knife from his neck to his right waist.

But in the blink of an eye, several thieves had died tragically, and the thick man was dripping with cold sweat, and he couldn't look at it anymore, and shouted loudly, "Stop!" Stop! Ge Laozi! Stop it all! โ€

Hearing this, the bandits quickly stopped, and retreated behind the thick man, but the man in black didn't stop greeting him, and still besieged Meng Qi and the carriage up and down, left and right.

The rough man scolded twice, and shouted angrily, "Ge Laozi, don't stop, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!" โ€

The black-clothed leader made a false move, withdrew from the battle circle, and said coldly to the thick man unhappily, "What are you doing?" If it's broken, what can you afford to do? โ€

The thick man was not afraid, tit-for-tat, "The big thing of bullshit, Lao Tzu only sees it, Lao Tzu's brothers are all dead at your hands!" I'm not going to do this today, if you don't stop, I'll let you go around without eating! โ€

The black-clothed leader narrowed his eyes dangerously, "This is your big boss cooperating with us, you don't count!" โ€

The thick man's neck was stalked, and the bull's eyes glared, "You see if what I said counts!" โ€

"You!" The black-clothed leader seemed to be timid, but if he wanted them to abandon the mission, he naturally couldn't.

In the midst of the stalemate, I suddenly heard a woman's laughter from inside the carriage, not soft, but as refreshing and sassy as a long summer wind blowing through the woods. The woman opened the car door, revealing her face.

It seems that the dark clouds in the sky have faded, the clouds have collected rain, and the blue moon is in the sky one night, and the bright and scorching hearts are bright.

She smiled, the fox's eyes were full of cunning and smiles, half a minute of panic and fear of "being robbed" was not visible, she glanced at it, and her eyes were fixed on the thick man, "Robberies have an opening statement, let me hear it?" โ€

There was a suspicious red on the thick man's black face, and for some reason, he actually opened his mouth in a trance at the woman's question.

"This mountain ......"

"There are no mountains here."

There was another sound in the carriage, clear and warm, elegant and scattered, like a good pearl and jade sprinkled with a clear spring in the mountain stream, scattered and staggered, it is difficult to hide the elegance and dignity.

The thick man choked and continued, "This tree ......"

"There are no trees here."

The stout man choked again, and the twilight nine song haha big smile, the corners of her eyebrows fluttered, and she flew happily, and her smile was bright as if the three thousand suns had dimmed.

Twilight Jiuge was in a good mood, "If you want me to say, why don't you take a hoe and shovel and move mountains and plant trees before you come to rob, at least, it's more justifiable, isn't it?" โ€

"Huh?" The thick man's eyes lit up.

"Huh?" Twilight Jiuge's face was stunned, and he said in his heart, this guy wouldn't really listen to her "sincere advice"?

"I decided," the stout man waved his hand, full of pride, "that none of these men should be killed, and that they should all be brought to me...... No, please go back! โ€

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The black-clothed leader turned his head and glared, "Don't forget this mission!" โ€

"Shit! That's your mission! The thick man smiled brightly, his face trembling, "I don't care about others, she must be sent up the mountain intact," he looked emotional and excited, "Our big boss still lacks a lady in the village!" โ€

Hearing the "Lady of the Village", the bandits didn't care about their injuries, and stood up with their teeth bared and cheered.

Twilight Jiuge's face darkened.

"That's not possible," the door was completely open, the light inside the car was dim, the man's face could not be seen clearly, but there was also a faint silver mountain like the moon and stars, and a little red lips like flowers. is so elegant and gentle, it seems that even the scene of this bandit is a little softer.

"She is my wife, how can she be the wife of your family?"

"Your wife?" The big man scratched his head in annoyance, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "That's simple, you write a letter of resignation......"

Bei Jueyang suddenly leaned over, his eyes swept over the thick man, and his voice drifted in the wind, "However, if your family likes it, I should also cut my love." โ€

Dahan found that Bei Jueyang knew current affairs like this, and he was very satisfied, and nodded, "That's good." You will write the resignation well, and my big boss will read it, and maybe he will spare your life. โ€

Bei Jueyang nodded, took out a pen and paper in the dark compartment of the carriage, and began to write with an elegant posture - the book of resignation.

"In the twilight of the night, accompanied by the color of the country, the skin is like snow, the eyes are like condensation, gentle and quiet, and empathetic. Now I would like to give - your great master's name? โ€

Dahan waved his hand, "Don't worry about those Rory, you can write the Black Wind King of the Black Wind Cave of Fengming Mountain, and he is the master of my family!" โ€

Bei Jueyang nodded and continued to write, but Du Jiu Ge held his stomach and laughed until he cramped.

Batu Cave Black Wind King? Poofโ€”Could it be a black bear spirit?

"Today, I would like to give the Black Wind King of the Black Wind Cave of Fengming Mountain as the Lady of the Village. In black and white, there is no way to regret it. If the king doesn't like it, he can take it back by himself, okay? โ€

"Good, good!" The thick man smiled, and the flesh on his face shook violently, "You go back to the cottage with me, and from now on, your safety will be protected by me." โ€

"You dare!" The black-clothed leader shouted and raised his knife at the thick man.

"Why wouldn't I dare? Don't forget, whose land is this! The big man was not afraid, his bull's eyes glared, and the bandit behind him cheered, eyeing the black-clothed leader.

The black-clothed leader glanced at the bandits, put away his knife angrily, but followed around Bei Jueyang's carriage, and followed closely.

Escorted all the way by the bandits, after walking for half an hour, he arrived at the Black Wind Cave of Fengming Mountain. The deep forests here are dense, and the terrain is dangerous and difficult to defend and difficult to attack, and Twilight Jiuge couldn't help but nod in admiration along the way.

"How?" In the den of thieves, Beijueyang is still half elegant.

"It's a good place to be king."

Bei Jueyang and Du Jiu Ge were waiting in the hall, and the stout man Bao Daqiang personally went to tell them about the big boss. Along the way, it was more certain that the people in black were not in the same group as this group of bandits, and the murderous aura in their eyes had never changed, but they couldn't act rashly because of the protection of the bandits. After arriving at Fengming Mountain, they had also left and did not know where to go.

Twilight Jiu Ge was surprised in her heart, this group of black-clothed people didn't look like they were sent by Su Jin'an, but she hadn't offended others. So what are they......

She looked at Bei Jueyang, his face was still as elegant as a spring breeze, and he didn't show any clues. If he didn't say, she wouldn't ask. Everyone has their own secrets, and she is not ready to share her secrets with others, so naturally she cannot ask others.

Twilight Jiu Ge looked at this simple but majestic hall, and suddenly turned his head to look at Bei Jueyang, full of interest, "You say, is that Black Wind King a fat guy who is short and fat, fat and stupid, with a belly bigger than his head and arms thicker than his waist?" โ€

Bei Jueyang's expression suddenly became very good-looking, and after a while, he looked at her with a smile, "This is your opinion?" โ€

"That's right." Twilight Jiuge nodded earnestly.

"Hmph."

As soon as the words fell, a person walked in from the inner hall. This person is wearing a white shirt, and his romantic spirit is three points better than that of the immortal. The white jade-like face is whiter than the snow in winter, and the pale blue blood vessels on the neck are clearly visible. The long hair is wantonly scattered, the eyes are as black as stars, and the cherry lips are vermilion, which is three points more feminine and delicate than a woman.

"So in your mind, I am such an image? Twilight, nine, song? โ€