On the way out of Su's house, Ji's little maid Xiao Taohong had already found a carriage. The three men got into the carriage, lowered the curtains, and opened the windows of the carriage. Looking at the endless stream of pedestrians on the road outside, and the lively scenes in the shops on both sides, the three of them were chatting, and they were generally inseparable from Su Ziheng, a talented man.

Cai'er asked with envy on her face, "Little sister, do you really want to accompany Mr. Su out of the city tomorrow?" ”

Ji Xiaoxiao was looking at this bustling street market at the moment, and his heart was hot, thinking about how good it would be if the Mengyuan Empire could take down Xining Mansion. replied casually: "Yes, it's rare to have such a good opportunity to get close to Mr. Su, how can you easily miss it." ”

For Su Ziheng, Ji Xiaoxiao was impressed by his talent from the first time he saw him. Although she was born in the Mengyuan Dynasty, her mother was the daughter of a down-and-out aristocrat in the Eastern Wei Dynasty, and she was trained in poetry and books since she was a child, so she also particularly admired those talented students. There is a young heart of a Jiangnan girl.

Even Ji Xiaoxiao moved the idea of captive Su Ziheng back to the Mengyuan Empire, but it was a pity that she still had a task in Xining Mansion that had not been completed, and she was not allowed to act without permission for a while.

If he could have more contact with a talent like Su Ziheng in his spare time after completing the task, Ji Xiaoxiao would still be very happy.

Cai'er's slender fingers stirred the corners of her skirt, and she said in disappointment: "Didn't the little sister have to rest early that night, and couldn't rehearse until late." In this way, the younger sister has a lot less time to learn from her older sister. ”

Ji Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and smiled gently: "It can't be too late in the evening, but there is still time in the afternoon." I'll take you to rehearsal when I get back later. ”

Cai'er said in disbelief: "Really? Great, little sister. My sister will definitely practice hard and will not disappoint my sister and Mr. Su. ”

Ji Xiaoxiao smiled. After returning to the Nuanxiang Pavilion, Ji Xiaoxiao led Cai'er straight to the training room on the third floor. When I arrived at the place, I realized that the training room had been used by other girls.

Ji Xiaoxiao looked around the room and said coldly: "Now I want to use the training room, you can find another one." ”

Ji Xiaoxiao is the top brand of the Warm Fragrance Pavilion, and her words do not have the weight of the old bustard girl of the Warm Fragrance Pavilion at all. She opened her mouth to ask for the training room, and the girls below naturally didn't dare not give it, so they hurriedly packed up their things and left the training room.

One of the little girls, who was about the same age as Cai'er, looked up at her as she passed by, and then quickly lowered her head. In a pair of wonderful eyes, the jealousy that can't be concealed.

"Why did the two of them enter the Warm Fragrance Pavilion on the same day, and their appearance was no worse than her. She also practiced hard every day, and she had to whisper to please Hua Niang and other stewards, but she was not as lucky as her to be able to climb up to Ji Xiaoxiao and practice this new song and dance drama. ”

The more she thought about it, the more ugly Qing'er's face became, and even her whole little face was distorted, and her face was terrifying.

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As night falls, pedestrians on Xishi Street gradually become scarce, and lanterns are lit at the entrances of shops on both sides of the street, emitting a hazy orange light.

Jiang Tiancheng was in an uninhabited house, gently wiping the bright silver knife he was wearing. This knife has been with him for dozens of years, and it is a treasure that he stole from a large family when he first went down the mountain to plunder after he fell into the grass. He personally used the knife to send away the daughter of the big family.

To this day, although Jiang Tiancheng can't remember the appearance of the young lady. But I still remember my white body after stripping her naked, very moist and smooth. And the begging gaze of her when she was dying, but unfortunately the boss didn't let her take her back to the cottage.

As soon as he thought of this, his chest was hot, and he wanted to use the bright silver knife in his hand to kill again. The heart is restless, but the hand is very calm, telling himself over and over again not to panic, and it will be able to make it full of blood immediately.

It was precisely because of his desperate fight in that battle that he entered the eyes of the boss Pi Hongda, was appreciated by Pi Hongda, and slowly achieved the position of the second leader of Heifeng Village from a small minion today.

If it weren't for the rescue of Cao Dabiao, the fourth boss who was imprisoned in prison, there would be no need for him and the boss Pi Hongda to go out in person. It's really that Heifeng Village can't draw a good hand to participate in this operation, and it is unrealistic to go down the mountain on a large scale, after all, this is Xining Mansion City, not Jiufu Mountain, where he is located.

Pi Hongda was also worried that all the people in the village would go down the mountain, he was afraid that the plan would be served in a pot. If it was just the two of him, he believed that with the martial arts of himself and the second child Jiang Tiancheng, even if he couldn't kill the scholar's family, he could easily escape from Xining Mansion City.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Outside, there was the sound of the husband beating the watchman, accompanied by bursts of shouting: "The weather is dry, be careful of the candles." ”

Pi Hongda and Jiang Tiancheng slowly opened their eyes and glanced at each other, a hint of fierceness flashed in their eyes. Pi Hongda stood up, picked up the mourning ghost head knife leaning on the side of the bed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go!" ”

Jiang Tiancheng tightly grasped the bright silver knife and followed closely, they turned over lightly, jumped onto the roof, stepped on the black tiles, and ran towards the courtyard where Su Ziheng was.

A breeze whipped up the fallen leaves of the plane trees on the side of the street and rustled down on the silent street.

Su Ziheng rolled over and suddenly sat up from the bed. Just now he dreamed of the scene of the fire in the sky, and his heart was a little restless. In addition, it is now the scorching summer season, and Liangzhou, which is located in the western Xinjiang, is extremely hot, even at the time of the third watch at night, the feeling of sultry has not decreased much.

At this time, he was particularly envious of people like Xie Qingxuan who had cultivated internal force, after the internal force was small, it was like a humanoid air conditioner, which could automatically adjust the body temperature, which was too unscientific.

However, Xie Qingxuan also said that not all internal skills have this function, and only martial artists who have practiced special exercises have the ability to automatically regulate their body temperature. It's just that Su Ziheng automatically ignored her words.

Since I can't sleep, I go out to blow the evening breeze. Su Ziheng put on his coat and came to the courtyard, and was surprised to find that there was a person standing outside.

Su Ziheng said with a smile: "The long night is long and I have no intention of sleeping, I thought that I was the only one who couldn't sleep, it turned out that Miss Qingxuan, you couldn't sleep either!" ”

Xie Qingxuan glanced at him coldly, but ignored him. When Su Ziheng was bored, he suddenly saw Xie Qingxuan's figure move. With a light tap under his feet, the whole person was like an arrow from the string, rising from the ground, and "poof" appeared on the roof.

Su Ziheng was confused, thinking that she was sleepwalking. There was a sudden flash of white light in front of him, and the three-foot Qingfeng in Xie Qingxuan's hand suddenly made a move, and then with an "ah", a figure fell from the roof to the ground.

Su Ziheng's face turned cold, and a thought immediately flashed in his heart, "Someone has assassinated." He turned around and ran under the eaves, picked up a woodcutter, and felt a little calmer.

Ping Pong.

There was the sound of weapons clashing from the roof, because he didn't know how many strongmen came outside, Su Ziheng didn't dare to go out. If he was accidentally taken hostage by the other party and used to threaten Xie Qingxuan, things would be very bad.

Moreover, he had already seen several houses in the vicinity lighting candles, presumably awakened by the sound of fighting on the roof. At this time, he will not come out easily, and the longer it drags on, the more beneficial it will be to his side.

After waiting for the patrol sergeant to arrive, the group of strongmen could not retreat even if they wanted to, unless they wanted to fight to the death.