Without waiting for those Ebuga's personal soldiers to make a statement, the war horse under Liang Pengfei seemed to feel the surging anger of his master, and immediately stood up with his front hooves and stepped on the void, neighing in his mouth, and then, with a force on his hind legs, he rushed towards the Guangxiao Temple with people and horses. [No pop-up novel network]

"Oops, what the fuck do you want?!" Seeing that these guys actually ignored their self-report, he couldn't help but scold angrily, and before the words fell, Liang Pengfei, who was galloping wildly, rushed through the temple gate like a phantom, and the head of the pro-soldier who was scolding flew out diagonally, and when he landed, the pro-soldiers were shocked to find that the face of the pro-soldier leader who had passed out had a bloody hideous scar, and even the official hat was cracked, and even the robe on the chest made the whip sparse.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder together, and looked at the majestic figure who rushed into the Guangxiao Temple in horror, and before they could wake up, a group of fierce and vicious people rushed up, and directly knocked them all to the ground.

"Look at these idiots." A strong man as tall as the hideous King Kong enshrined in the temple glanced at these guys lightly, and strode into the Guangxiao Temple with dozens of murderous men in green coats......

“…… Well, since you are bent on leaving, little lady, the official will let you go, of course, after this year, the official will personally come to the door to visit Mr. Yuan, and when the time comes, I believe he will be happy to be the matchmaker for you and me. Ebuga seemed to be helpless, but he was reluctant to let such a delicate beauty disappear like this, so after being helpless, he had to wave his hand and signal the soldiers who had blocked the door to step aside.

"Thank you for understanding the little woman's difficulties, so, the little woman will leave here." The girl was not relieved until the moment, but the sharp knife never dared to leave her neck, and she pulled the girl ring who was so frightened that she couldn't walk, and walked cautiously towards the door of the sleeping Buddha pavilion.

However, what the eldest lady didn't expect was that behind her, just behind her, a ghostly figure was slowly and silently approaching behind her.

Maybe it was because after a long period of mental tension, a little relaxation made her feel sore, but she still beat her spirits, while constantly comforting the close-fitting ring, while moving towards the door, but when she was about to cross the threshold, the hand holding the short knife was slightly lifted off her neck, and she felt that her hand was suddenly grabbed by a pair of big hands.

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“…… Hahaha, little lady, the official said to let you be obedient, as the eleventh aunt of the official, why are you so unenlightened, you have to force Lao Tzu to let people do it, this is not a toast and not eat and drink? Ebuga smiled and walked forward slowly.

At this time, the maid was already paralyzed in front of her, I don't know if she was so frightened that she fainted, and the hands of the bewitching little beauty had already let the personal soldiers he arranged to knock out the short knife, and the hands were also fixed behind him, although his face was pale, but his eyes were full of stubbornness and anger.

At this moment, the sauce-red cloak on her body had been torn off when she was struggling, and it fell on the unconscious maid ring, and the yellow dress on her body was completely revealed, setting off her graceful and graceful, like the lady walking in the painting.

"Tut-tut...... Why, at this time, what are you still hard, don't worry, this official will make you so soft in bed tonight. Hahaha...... Yes. Ebuga just stepped in front of the little beauty, and gently stretched out his hand to lift the beauty's smooth jaw, not to think, this little girl suddenly opened her mouth, and bit on his fingers, and opened her mouth to bite it with hatred.

As the saying goes, ten hearts are connected, where did Ebuga think of it, such a seemingly weak and delicate beauty actually had such a strong surname, and he actually opened his mouth to bite, so painful that tears suddenly came out of his eyes, and he couldn't pull it back when he reached out, and in annoyance, he raised a big foot and kicked it over.

Although he is now fat like a pregnant pig, but this action is extremely agile, the young lady has already made people strangle her hands, unable to move, this foot is tightly beaten, directly crashed into the pro-soldier behind him, the two were directly kicked by him and rolled out of the distance, and the young lady passed out directly.

"B, B, that little girl, I'm going to kill her!" Looking at his bloody, wounded Ebuga, who could already see his finger bones, was in pain and anger at the moment, and roared loudly like a madman.

"Who do you want to kill?!" A cold cry suddenly rushed in from outside the door, making everyone shiver in their hearts. Qi Shushu's eyes all turned to the direction where the voice came from.

But he looked at a young man in a green silk robe, who actually rode a horse and crossed the door straight and stepped into the open space in front of the Sleeping Buddha Pavilion of Guangxiao Temple.

"Who the are you?!" When Ebuga, who was bandaging his index finger with his own soldier, heard this, he couldn't help but push away his own soldier and strode to the door, and when he saw the face of the person who came, he couldn't help but be stunned, the anger on his face was stiff as if he had just been brushed with a layer of plaster powder, and even the pain of the finger wrapped in silk and blood seemed to be left behind. "Liang Pengfei ......"

"Lord Zuo Dutong, I don't know who you want to kill? Tell me, maybe I can help you, maybe not. Liang Pengfei still stood proudly on his mount, playfully fiddling with the whip in his hand, and smiled meaningfully, but the tone reminded people of the man-eating shark swimming in the calm sea.

"It turned out to be Mr. Liang, Mr. Liang, hehe, I lost my welcome, I didn't know that Mr. Liang's New Year's Eve was not in the house, why did you come to the garrison of our Eight Banners?" Seeing Liang Pengfei's smiling face, Ebuga felt that the southern winter seemed to have become a little biting and cold.

"I have long heard that this Guangxiao Temple is one of the eight views of Yangcheng in Guangzhou, Liang, these are boring, so on a whim, I came here to go around, how? Could it be that Liang is not welcomed? It doesn't matter if you don't welcome it, Liang Pengfei also has the intention of going to your house to disturb you. However, I don't know who Lord Zuo Dutong wants to kill, which really makes Liang very curious, who can provoke Lord Dutong to be so angry. ”

When Liang Pengfei was slowly playing with the horsewhip and talking, a large number of Liang Pengfei's personal soldiers had already rushed into the courtyard.

"Mr. Liang, it's none of your business here, when you think of this Guangxiao Temple, the official is too lazy to take care of you, but you'd better leave the official's business alone." saw those Liang Pengfei's personal soldiers appear in the courtyard with murderous spirit. Ebuga's heart couldn't help but rise, however, Ebuga's personal soldiers are also a lot, besides, this is the territory of the Guangzhou Eight Banners garrison, forgive him Liang Butcher has great courage, and he doesn't dare to do it to himself, so he couldn't help but sneer twice and threatened.

"Bring people in." Liang Pengfei took the words of the Bujia as the wind in his ears, turned around and shouted at the white scholar, the white scholar tilted his head, and the old servant who had just made Liang Pengfei's swollen face was dragged to Liang Pengfei's horse by two plagiarized big men.

"Let's see, it's not them." Liang Pengfei took the tip of the horsewhip and tapped the old servant's forehead, and asked in a gloomy voice.

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The old servant turned his face tremblingly to look ahead, and just saw the viciousness and ruthlessness in the fat pig-like face of the Ebuga, and he couldn't help but shiver, and subconsciously shrank his head between his shoulders.

Seeing the frightened look of the old servant, Ebuga's face turned even more pale: "I said Chief Liang, what do you mean by this?" Where did you sneak an old dog over, do you want this old guy to spew blood? Don't you forget, Er Mou is the dignified Guangzhou Eight Banners who holds the Eight Banners of the Left Capital, a dignified second-class member of the court, and a red belt of the clan, what, do you want to find trouble with this official? ! ”

"Isn't it them, I don't want to ask you a third time, it's a gentleman who just raised his head and spoke loudly!" Liang Pengfei glanced at the shouting Ebuga lightly, his gaze was contemptuous as if he was looking at a caterpillar crawling past in front of his boots.

"It's them, Lord Liang, please save my young lady quickly." The old servant may have been stimulated by Liang Pengfei's words, raised his head as if he was out of bounds, pointed his finger at the Ebuga and the others, and said loudly.

Liang Pengfei finally jumped off the horseback at this time, threw the horsewhip in his hand to Bai Shusheng, Shi Shiran took steps, walked a few steps away from the reclining Buddha Pavilion, and glanced lightly at the Eight Banners soldiers who were already on guard, as well as the eyeball-eyed ghost Chongchong kept turning, and his hand was like a blood-soaked handkerchief. and the petite figure lying in the gate, which looked like he should have passed out in a coma, and let the red cloak cover him, Liang Pengfei secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately it came in time. Otherwise, where would he talk so much nonsense with this fat pig.

"Edutong, if you let people go now. Today's matter, I can not pursue it. Standing at the foot of the stairs with his head held high and his hands on his shoulders, it gave people the illusion that they wanted to look up to see his face clearly, and the tone was like a billionaire giving alms to a beggar.

(To be continued)