The disciples of the Huatian Gang supported each other and left with them crookedly, and even the guests drinking tea in the tea shed saw this scene, afraid of angering Yang Ying and his group, so they drank tea in three or five times, and threw away some broken silver at will, not caring if there was any leftover, and left in a hurry.

In a moment, Yang Ying and others were left in the entire tea shed, "It's finally clean" Ming Kong changed his bitter gourd face and said with a smile.

But this also scared the old man who sold tea, this Jianghu people love to fight and kill, the son in front of him looks vicious, and now the man in front of him is even more scared of the son in front of him, he secretly watched the whole process in a corner, and now he is trembling, I don't know if I want to come forward to say hello.

Zheng Xiaoqing stepped forward and said with a smile: "Uncle, serve us some tea." ”

The old man saw that it was the pretty girl, and his fear dissipated a little, but he still said a little stiffly: "Girl, the old man, I don't have good tea here, this is some coarse tea, this is ......"

Zheng Xiaoqing smiled and said, "It's okay, if you have any tea, come up!" ”

The old man glanced at Yang Ying, and when he saw that he didn't say much, he quickly poured the tea.

Yang Ying and the others didn't dislike the boy in front of him, the old man put his mind at ease, he took the linen cloth hanging around his neck, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and asked tentatively: "Girl, are you going to Wushuang City?" ”

Zheng Xiaoqing replied casually, "Well, there is something to do in Wushuang City." ”

The old man sighed: "In the past few days, a lot of people from the rivers and lakes have come, and I heard that they are also going to Wushuang City, as if they are looking for Nahe Shibi. , alas, the world is already chaotic enough, when is it a head! ”

When Yang Ying heard this, she didn't say anything, and still drank tea with relish.

After resting for a while, I was about to leave, but I saw a man on horseback on the road.

"Brother Sikong, don't you want to have a cup of tea?" Yang Yinglang said.

The horseman looked up and looked over here, revealing a somewhat emaciated face, it was Sikong Ming who left after rescuing Mingkong, he first saw Yang Ying, and then saw Zheng Xiaoqing, and his eyes lit up.

He jumped off the horse, tied the reins to the tree beside him, and strode forward, "Brother Yang" then turned to Zheng Xiaoqing, "Miss Xiaoqing." ”

Zheng Xiaoqing replied expressionlessly, he could only scratch the back of his head helplessly, and Yang Ying greeted him kindly: "Brother Sikong, sit", and said as he picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Sikong Ming.

Sikong Ming glanced at Zheng Xiaoqing, and saw that she didn't exist as if she didn't exist, so he smiled bitterly in his heart, picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, and sighed: "Alas, it's really hot this day!" ”

"yes!" Yang Ying responded and couldn't help asking, "Brother Sikong, where are you going?" ”

"Me?" Sikong Ming paused and said, "I received news from my master a few days ago, so I left for a few days, no, I'm going to Wushuang City again." ”

"Oh? What about the Commander? ”

"Hehe, my master has always been uncertain, and I usually meet him when he takes the initiative to make an appointment with a place." Sikong Ming replied with a wry smile.

"Oh, that's it!" Yang Ying wanted to take the opportunity to solicit it, but it seemed that it would not work, and then said: "Brother Sikong, seeing that you are also alone, why don't we go to Wushuang City together!" ”

Sikong Ming nodded.

It was too hot on this day, and the group of people rushed for a day, and they looked dusty, and when they returned to Zheng's mansion, Zheng Xiaoqing shouted: "Xiaohong, hurry up and prepare some water for me, this hot day, my body is slimy." ”

Xiaohong didn't leave Wushuang City with Zheng Xiaoqing, she stayed here, for Zheng Xiaoqing's orders, she said yes again and again, and when she saw Sikong Ming following behind her, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but show a hint of joy, and then she said crisply: "Sikong Gongzi, you are here too!" ”

Sikong Ming also replied with a smirk: "Well, I'm going to come to bother again, don't blame Xiaohong girl." ”

Xiaohong's cheeks were a little pink, and she didn't answer.

Ming Kong looked at Yang Ying blankly, Yang Ying looked dazed, and after thinking about it, he knew the reason, "Xiaohong, prepare some hot water for me too!" ”

Mingkong showed some smiles on his face.

"Okay" Xiaohong nodded yes, and then turned to Sikong Ming, "Does Sikong Gongzi need to prepare?" ”

"Well, I don't need to."

I wanted to recuperate for a good night, but I didn't expect that near the evening, there was news from blood droplets, and a new Heshi Bi appeared near Zheng's Mansion.

Yang Ying's eyebrows were furrowed, and as soon as he arrived in Wushuang City, another piece of He's Bi appeared, and it also appeared near the Zheng Mansion, which had to make people suspicious.

"Mingkong, you rest by yourself, I still have something to do, I want to go out." After speaking, he picked up the pure jun sword and hurried out of the house.

In a small mansion only six or seven hundred meters away from Zheng's mansion, some strangers suddenly broke in, most of these people were burly men, with bare arms, naked, and some warriors in strong suits.

The owner of this house was a middle-aged man who looked a little rich, and when he saw these people, he said in a panic: "Who are you and what are you doing here?" ”

A big man said in a rough voice: "Quickly hand over He's Bi." ”

The master had a blank look on his face, as if he didn't know what these people were doing, and he looked puzzled, "What is He's Bi, how can I have He's Bi?" ”

A big man stood up and sneered: "Don't pretend, don't you come back without our people, it's a hot day, and it's not full of food." ”

"I really haven't seen it."

"Hehe, it seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, arrest his wife and daughter, and see if he says it." After the big man finished speaking, some obscene-looking people came out of the crowd, bypassing him and heading towards the back hall, the master was just about to stop him, and a few more people came out, holding Sen Han's weapon, and the qi machine was locked on the master, as long as he moved slightly, these people would make a move.

The master's eyes shrank slightly, he didn't move, and he still looked innocent.

In a moment, there were several women's shouts and scolding voices in the back hall, including old men, women, and girls with crisp voices, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Don't scratch around, I'll go with you"

Then there were a few more unbridled laughter, "Hehehehe, hand over Heshi Bi and we'll let you go, otherwise ......"

"Oops, my clothes are torn," a woman scolded in a coquettish voice.

The master's face was cloudy, his fists were clenched, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were bulging, but he still didn't stop it, and still said innocently: "Uncles, I really don't know why you came here to find He's Bi, this He's Bi is not something that a small family like us can have." ”

The scribe sneered: "It's good if you know, or take it out now, I will ensure that your family is safe and sound." ”

The owner just insisted, "This is not the case." ”

The scribe's face showed a hideous look, "I kindly advise you, don't be greedy enough to swallow elephants, it's not worth losing your family and your life for that ethereal thing." ”

The host didn't say a word.

The scribe stopped talking nonsense with him, and looked at the back hall, where the big man who went in pressed a few women, and a child of seven or eight years old came out, and a few big men rubbed their hands into the woman's arms unruly, and the woman let out a cry of pain from time to time, but her hands could not move, and she could only cast her eyes with tears on her master.

The master saw that the teeth squeaked, but he still did not let go.

The scribe shouted coldly, "Do you say it? ”

The master simply closed his eyes, and out of sight was clear.

The scribe didn't give up, walked to the side of a young woman with a slight appearance, and pulled hard, the young woman exposed her red belly pocket, and pulled again, revealing snow white, the scribe stared greedily, and stepped forward with his hand to caress it, and the big man on the side also laughed non-stop.

The young woman, blushing with shame and tears running down her cheeks, could only whimper silently when she saw her master's eyes closed and did nothing.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can endure it." The scribe said and swept his gaze through the crowd, pointed to the three big men and said, "You, you, you, up"

The three big men jumped for a while, rubbed their hands together and walked towards the woman.

Hearing the woman's screams, and then the others also cried, the master opened his eyes, and saw that his eyes were red, and he stared at the scribe viciously, roared, put his hand into his sleeve, and quickly took out a dagger with a cold light and stabbed it straight at the scribe.

People who can live in Wushuang City, how can they be easy people, the master is light, and the dagger in his hand stabbed the scribe's neck, and the scribe didn't expect that this master's kung fu was so good, it was on par with himself, the two of them attacked and defended, and they couldn't tell the winner in dozens of rounds.

The scribe was anxious, and someone would definitely come after such a big movement, so he hurriedly shouted to the onlookers: "Why don't you come to help me, take him down, and find out the whereabouts of He Shibi as soon as possible, if the others come, we will have fewer chances." ”

The men looked at each other, and now everyone was happy to see the scribe get rid of it, even if they were collaborators and competitors, and they only had one piece of the clan, but, as he said, if there were more people, there was less chance of getting it.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, this master's kung fu is the top among these people, and only four or five people can fight a tie with him, at this time, all of them shoot together, and three or two moves will be restrained.

Three or four big men pressed his arms, and he could only glare at the scribe weakly, and among these people, he hated him the most.

The scribe picked up the dagger, put it in his hand and patted it gently, ignoring his anger, "To say it now or not to say it"

The master's mouth was tightly closed.

After hearing the scribe's words of goodness, he plunged the dagger into his lower abdomen and said fiercely, "Say it or not." ”

"Phew," the master sneered as he spat a mouthful of blood into the scribe's face, "I won't give it to anyone else." ”

At this time, the master also went out and looked around, and there was no one to stand up for him, and these people's eyes were full of greed, and he closed his eyes again, and his face was full of sorrow, and he opened them violently for a while, and said loudly: "Whoever of you kills him, I will tell him Heshibi." ”

The scribe was unimpressed, "Do you think they will listen to you?" He laughed unbridled twice.