Chapter 30: The Thorny Rose

Lin Muzhi, who was sitting opposite Anyi, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all, listening to the sound of the wind breaking closer and closer to him behind him, copied the carved dragon gold ring knife under the seat, turned around and walked in front of him.

"Boom!"

Zeng Ziren's spear tip was just pierced on the golden dragon on the hilt of Lin Muzhi's sword, and the weight of the golden spear itself coupled with the powerful impact force took a step back against the golden ring broadsword. Zeng Ziren, who was already a little drunk, suddenly burst out, it was not a sudden attack for Lin Muzhi, who was extremely agile at the knife edge all year round, but he was a little unexpected for the strength of this Zhanjin gun.

Lin Muzhi held the handle of the knife with his right hand, pushed the back of the knife with his left hand, and the green tendons on his arms were like thick dragons. Gradually, he started from his feet and slowly dissolved this strong force, so that Zeng Ziren, who was flying over, could not move forward half a step.

With the help of the steel back of the golden ring knife, he pushed the golden spear forward, and shouted,

"Go!"

Zeng Ziren, who was originally instilled with all the strength of this gun, was actually pushed by him, flew back to the Dafang platform, and choked five or six steps before he could barely control his body.

Lin Muzhi followed, stepped on the lacquered wood fence of the pavilion, borrowed his strength, and landed firmly opposite Zeng Ziren, holding a knife in one hand, pointing at Zeng Ziren with an expressionless face.

The guests around the audience stretched their necks to the two people who confronted the stage, secretly applauding in their hearts, hoping that Lin Muzhi could teach this Zeng Ziren a hard lesson, but they were afraid of Zeng Ziren's deterrence, and they didn't dare to show it, and they were still as quiet as death.

An Yi is not worried, this drunken rich boy, where is Lin Muzhi's opponent, he signaled to the person next to him who had prepared a short crossbow and jumped up Jin Mingyin sat down for the time being, don't be impulsive.

Zeng Ziren was pushed by Lin Muzhi, slightly drunk and woke up for three or five points, he clearly knew that the strength of the sturdy man with a scar on his neck on the opposite side was especially above him, and he turned back to greet the attendants in this corridor in a little anger,

"Are you fucking blind? Come over to me and arrest this bunch of crumbs! ”

In the face of his young master's almost roaring roar, how dare these entourages slacken, they pulled out the short knives on their waists and rushed to the stage one after another, wanting to hold Lin Muzhi.

Seeing this, An Yi glanced at Jin Mingyin. Jin Mingyin instructed him to climb out of the fence of the pavilion in three or two steps, jumped on the big square platform, picked up his short crossbow that had not yet been transformed, and buckled the squire who rushed over on the opposite side.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

With only three sharp wind sounds, nine short arrows of cold light flashed out.

"Oops~~"

The four attendants who rushed to the front fell in response, clutching their legs, arms, and chests, and fell to the ground, wailing. The attendants who followed behind didn't know why, looking at the four people who fell to the ground, and then at Lin Muzhi and Jin Mingyin, the fierce and vicious two, one with a big knife and the other with a short crossbow, they didn't dare to go forward rashly, and they stopped beside Zeng Ziren.

Zeng Ziren looked at these timid attendants, and became even more angry, he kicked away the two people next to him and scolded the waste! Then he picked up the Zhan Jin Gun and smashed it at Lin Muzhi.

Lin Muzhi raised the nine-ring broadsword above his head with both hands, and his legs stood on the ground, ready to meet the heavy blow.

Suddenly, a coquettish voice came from the main building,

"Stop!"

Before everyone heard the voice, between the lightning and flint, I saw a cold light falling from the sky,

"Qiang~"

The steel head of the Zhanjin Gun in Zeng Ziren's hand, which was full of weight and was being smashed towards Lin Muzhi, was actually cut off by the flash of cold light! With the strength that did not completely dissipate, the spear head flew straight towards the pavilion where An Yi was, and was deeply rooted in the lacquered wood pavilion pillar.

Without the head of the gun, only the bare pole fell to the ground, and the large square platform was smashed out of several spiderweb-like cracks by the heavy barrel.

I saw that only a few inches in front of the barrel of the gun, there was a scimitar, the scimitar was blue all over, I don't know what material it was made of, it was as thin as a cicada's wings and almost transparent. Unlike Zeng Ziren's golden spear smashed on the big square platform, the ground around this short scimitar did not have any cracks, as if the entire ground was pierced by this sharp blade before it could react. But its cold sharpness and the sight of it cutting off the head of a spear like tofu made everyone dare not doubt its edge.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, a red dress floated down from the main building, and from a distance, it was a delicate woman, the woman pointed to the ground on her toes, floated down on the square platform, stopped in the center of the confrontation of several people, gently pulled out the scimitar from the ground, and smiled charmingly at the people around her.

"Who gave you the courage to come to my Qianyun Tower to spread wild?"

A slightly soft and slightly cold voice came out of the delicate red lips, and he looked at the fiery woman from a distance. The golden hairpin on the head pulled the long hair into a simple bun, and the red hairband exuded a strong atmosphere, which made the woman charming and seductive. The red dress is embroidered with gold patterns, gorgeous and elegant, like fireworks blooming in the sky.

The woman was already petite, standing between Zeng Ziren and Lin Muzhi, the two big men, as if the Xuannu had been out of the nine heavens.

Zeng Ziren looked at the delicate little beauty, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he laughed with a little wine: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Liu Da Beauty, when you came, you folded the young master's just-cast Zhanjin gun, so how should I compensate, why don't you accompany my master for one night tonight and try the master's overlord gun?" ”

"Hahahaha~" Listening to his son-in-law's ridicule, the entourage behind him all cooperated and sneered at the woman,

The woman didn't answer, she turned her face to look at Zeng Ziren, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and suddenly the pair of flame red gold silk shoes under her feet kicked on the ground, a volley flipped up, and her petite figure landed steadily on the gun in Zeng Ziren's hand. The plump and snow-white legs loomed under the almost transparent skirt veil, and the pale pink bandeau on the chest barely covered the pair that was about to come out of the cream.

However, Young Master Zeng didn't have the heart to appreciate these now, he was already completely drunk, and his body trembled slightly as he looked at the faint blue cold light on his forehead that was slowly falling.

"You, you, you.... What are you doing? You.. You can't kill me, my dad.. My dad is the commander of all, you don't... Can't kill me. ”

The woman touched her red lips with her fingers, made a "shhhh

"Please let your people get down immediately, otherwise the little girl will give Childe's head to Lord Zeng as a congratulatory gift."

After speaking, she put away the scimitar, took two steps back to the square platform, picked aside the gun in Zeng Ziren's hand with her toes, and made a "please" gesture towards the direction of the door with a smile at the group of them.

Seeing this situation, where did these entourages beside Zeng Ziren dare to mess around, a bewitching woman with unfathomable martial arts, plus a high-headed man and a young man with a strange weapon in his hand, let them stay in place with their feet rooted, if Zeng Ziren was not still on the square platform, they would have been able to run as far as they could.

Zeng Ziren settled down, got rid of the fear shrouded in the dark blue sword light, he looked at the woman viciously, and waved his hand to the attendant behind him,

"Let's go!"

The attendants picked up their companions who were shot and wounded by Jin Mingyin on the ground, followed Zeng Ziren, walked around the corridor in a gray manner, and ran towards the gate of Qianyun Tower.

Walking out of the door, Zeng Ziren stepped into the carriage, which calmed his heavy breathing slightly, the smell of wine just now was gone, and he gradually regained his calm.

The steward Wang under the carriage came to the front of the carriage and asked cautiously through the door curtain: "Young master, do you think you want to ask Xia Shoubei to transfer someone to surround this place for him, and give you an outlet for evil anger!" ”

Zeng Ziren gritted his teeth fiercely, and said to the Wang steward outside the door curtain: "I don't know how many dignitaries and dignitaries have sat in this Qianyun Building, not to mention that today is the incident caused by me after drinking, forget it, go home!" ”

The king's steward went away in response, beckoning the groom to urge the carriage and heading towards the gate of the house.

Zeng Ziren in the car closed his eyes, the green tendons on his head were beating, and his mouth was chattering with compassion: "What a * person!" And those three strangers, let's see! ”

An Yi still sat in the pavilion, watching the cheers around the square platform, showing disdain. If it was the three of them who left just now, maybe these people in the audience would have applauded like this.

"Isn't Childe going to let your people stop yet?"

The woman on the square platform was holding the scimitar at her waist, not looking at Lin Muzhi who was holding the knife, nor at Jin Mingyin who was holding the crossbow, but only looked in the direction of comfort in the pavilion, and seemed to see through at a glance that comfort was the core of these three people.

An Yi stood up, arched his hand to the woman, and replied: "The three of us brothers have a small gathering here, and it was your Qianyun Tower that made us oppose, but we were disturbed by this group of gentlemen, this is your hospitality?" ”

The woman also smiled when she heard this, her boots touched the ground, flew up, and landed lightly in front of the comfortable table, and said to An Yi: "Look at the child's face, he must be a foreigner, do you know that you have just offended the son of the commander of the Sichuan Metropolitan Envoy Zeng?" ”

An Yi said in his heart, no wonder that little young master was so arrogant just now, it turned out to be the son of the commander. The woman in front of her was the wishful thinking of sending away the drunken Zeng Ziren first, and then moving out of the name of the commander to bluff away the three of us foreigners.

"Whose eldest son is not what I care about, I only care about whether this Qianyun Tower has stirred up our glass of water and wine, whether it should be expressed."

The woman didn't expect An Yi to not eat this, but she was not in a hurry, with her own charming bones, even if the emperor Lao'er came, she could make his bones lighter.

She slowly filled the blue and white wine cup on the table, held the wine cup with two slender fingers like jade onions, and handed it to An Yi, "In this case, then my sister's cup of turbid wine should be regarded as making amends for my son." If the son is not satisfied, then the sister will let Miss Ziyun personally accompany the son for a happy night? ”

Although her voice is slow and logical when she speaks, it is different from the gentleness of Gao Yingshu's speech, there is always a charm in it, which makes people listen to the crispy bones.

An Yi didn't look at the wine cup handed to her, but said to her with a smiling expression: "Dare to ask my sister's name?" ”

"Qianyun Tower, Liu Siyi."

An Yi also stretched out two fingers, gently placed them on the rim of the wine cup in Liu Siyi's hand, slowly pressed the wine cup to the table, and then slowly leaned down, making herself almost stick to Liu Siyi's cheek, until even her breathing was clear in her ears, and then whispered in her ear: "Miss Liu, remember, you owe me a glass of water and wine." ”

After An Yi finished speaking, regardless of Liu Siyi, who was stunned on the spot, straightened up and walked out of the pavilion, beckoned to Lin Muzhi and Jin Mingyin on the square platform, and the three of them walked through the corridor and walked towards the outside of the Qianyun Tower.

It wasn't until the back of Comfort had disappeared at the end of the corridor that Liu Siyi in the pavilion came to her senses, she let go of the blue and white wine cup in her hand, and the corners of her mouth pulled up the crescent moon charmingly,

"Where did the hairy boy come from, he actually teased his sister."