The Qing people are those women who sell their art but not their bodies in the Qinglou, not only have a beautiful and refined appearance, but also basically proficient in one or two of Tongqin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Xu Mingyuan looked up at Su Yimeng, the melon seed face was as white as jade, the eyebrows were curved like thin willow leaves, and the long black hair was curled up with a white hosta. This kind of appearance is the first among the women Xu Mingyuan has seen, that is, Zeng Qingyi and Bai Lingxuan are slightly inferior in appearance.

Although she was a woman in the Qinglou, there was no hint of wind and dust in her clear eyes, but at this time, the young man grabbed her arm and threatened to undress, frowning slightly, and there was some panic and helplessness in her eyes, but she didn't scream like the drunken maid on the side.

If this woman is not standing in this forgetful building, she is definitely a well-informed lady and pity, even Xu Mingyuan has also risen to compassion.

Looking at the three young men who call themselves Heshuo Sanxiong, they all look like tigers, and the three of them look almost identical, they must be brothers. Leaning on the side of the table stood three identical swords, it seems that the three of them should practice the same knife technique, if they cooperate with each other, I am afraid it will be even more powerful.

The several high platforms next to it are not far away, and most of the people here are Jianghu people, and they have long been a little dissatisfied with the high price of this forgetful building, and the Qing people can't even touch their hands, and now they see that Heshuo Sanxiong wants to peel off the clothes of this little beauty, and they are also coaxing.

Although I didn't do it myself, I could see such a beauty who was not inferior to Oiran being stripped of her clothes in front of my eyes, and it was not in vain that these dozens of taels of silver were spent.

The people in the rivers and lakes are not all like those three stupid bears, and everyone is also waiting for Heshuo Sanxiong to take a look at the reaction of forgetting worries, and there must be someone behind it to open such a gold cave.

If there is no one to forget the worries, then the Qingqi people next to him will naturally be able to get up and down, if the people who forget the worries and build people come out, it is only the three birds that are the three heroes of the river.

Even the few elegant small buildings around are poked out of their heads, and people who often linger on Fengyue occasions can naturally guess what the situation is. People who know the background of forgetting worries naturally feel that these three people are killing themselves, and some Jianghu people who have just entered Shuzhou City have begun to look at the good-looking maids around them.

However, this Su Yimeng is really beautiful, but she has always been cold in her hospitality on weekdays, and she never exceeds the rules, and she heard that a son of a family offered a thousand taels of silver to let her comb it, but she refused. At this time, Heshuo Sanxiong wanted to strip her clothes, and it seemed that the people who forgot to worry about building couldn't get there, so the coaxing became more and more enthusiastic.

This is the occasion of Fengyue, where did any heroes come from to save the beauty, those so-called heroes and heroes were mostly suppressed by the three heroes of Heshuo, and at this time, they poked their heads out and planned to feast their eyes.

Those women who look at the forgetful worries here are all related, but they are all weak women, where can they have the ability to save Su Yimeng, maybe the next one is themselves.

Na Ling'er was also holding the pole of the lantern tightly, her eyes were already red, it seemed that she had a good relationship with Na Su Yimeng.

Heshuo Sanxiong listened to the commotion and applause around him, and his face turned red. The young man who grabbed Su Yimeng and had a scar on his face felt the slippery feeling through the gauze clothes, as well as the sad look on her beautiful face, and his eyes were even more on fire, and he said with a cruel smile: "Haha, you see that there are so many people who want to see it, then you can satisfy everyone." No one can help you now. ”

When everyone heard this, they also laughed.

There were even more people who couldn't wait: "You are going to tear it up!" ”

"You're not a man, such an inkblot."

Su Yimeng closed her eyes and twisted her head to the side, as if she was already planning to accept her fate.

Xu Mingyuan glanced at Zhou Binjie, who had an ugly face on his side, and Ling'er, who was silently crying with his lips pursed, shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm afraid I can't wait for someone to come, so why don't I go to the hero to save the beauty." ”

Zhou Binjie looked at Xu Mingyuan and was slightly stunned when he heard this, and that Ling'er also looked at Xu Mingyuan with a wide range of eyes.

But before the two of them could speak, Xu Mingyuan had already stepped out, his loose cyan robe was blown up by the wind, his right foot was lightly touched in the plum blossom treetops for a moment, and when he approached the stone platform, he stretched out his right hand and slapped the stone platform wall, and the person had already reached the stone platform.

Wei Tong, who was standing behind Bai Molou, was also about to step forward when he saw this, but he was stopped by Bai Molou stretching out a jade fan, shook his head with a smile and said, "Let him practice slapping his face, with his temperament, I'm afraid this matter will be indispensable in the future." Demon, in fact, that girl is even more demonic. ”

Although Wei Tong didn't understand a little when he heard this, he nodded silently and retreated to the back.

The onlookers were still staring at the scarred young man and Su Yimeng seriously, just waiting for the broad palm to tear open the two light clothes, but they didn't expect that at this moment, a mutation protruded, and a scholar in Tsing Yi flew up from under the stone platform.

But before they could exclaim, Xu Mingyuan, who had just landed on the edge of the stone pavilion on the stone platform, had already kicked on the stone pillar of the stone pavilion, and his body took advantage of the momentum borrowed from the stone pillar to directly kick the stunned face of the young man with the scar who had already stretched out his hand to Su Yimeng's collar.

With a bang, the huge body of the young man with the scar fell backwards heavily, accompanied by the screams of the maid pouring wine on the side, and smashed it on the stone table, directly smashing the stone table to pieces. The two young men sitting at the table held their knives at the same time and stood up to the side.

When the scarred young man fell, his left hand was still holding Su Yimeng's right arm clothes. At this time, he was kicked in the face by Xu Mingyuan and flew out, and he also ripped away Su Yimeng's sleeve directly, revealing a jade arm that was as white as a lotus, and Su Yimeng's delicate body with closed eyes was also pulled forward.

At this moment, Xu Mingyuan, who kicked the scarred young man away, also turned around and hugged Su Yimeng's slender waist, turned his right foot on the ground, and retreated to the corner of the pavilion where he came from the original place with Su Yimeng in his arms.

The beauty in her arms is like jade, and someone's spring heart is slightly moving.

Xu Mingyuan swallowed his saliva vaguely, and secretly reminded himself that he was a gentleman, and he was a gentleman.

Su Yimeng, who had already closed his eyes and accepted his fate, only felt a cold arm, although he clenched his teeth, tears had slipped from the corners of his eyes, but he didn't wait for all the clothes on his body to be torn off, but what he waited for was a warm embrace, and a gentle voice: "It's okay, open your eyes." ”

Su Yimeng could feel that the clothes on his body had not been torn off, but he still felt that it was like a dream, in that case, who could save him.

She opened her eyes a little confused, and what fell into her eyes was a bright-eyed scholar in a green shirt with a warm smile on his face, and she was still held in his arms.

It was all like an unrealistic dream, one moment she had to be torn off her clothes by the stout and ugly young man with scars, and the next moment she was held in the arms of a handsome scholar.

But at this moment, everyone who was watching here also reacted, and there was an uproar.

The people who had failed to see the idea of watching a good show couldn't help but scold Xu Mingyuan, and even worse, they had already rolled up their sleeves and planned to go over to help the three heroes of Heshuo.

And the Qingqi and the maid, who were originally related, also looked at Xu Mingyuan with bright eyes at this time, and Su Yimeng who was held in his arms.

In their eyes, Xu Mingyuan was like a hero who fell from the sky, just kicked the sturdy scarred young man with just one kick, and hugged Su Yimeng, who was about to fall down so chicly, completely filled their hearts.

"It was just perfect." Ling'er, who was standing on the path under the stage, also looked up at Xu Mingyuan with bright eyes, and didn't even know that the lantern in his hand had fallen.

"Childe?" That Wei Tong asked softly again. If Xu Mingyuan is allowed to deal with the three heroes of Heshuo head-on, I am afraid it will still be a little difficult. Even if these three people are just ordinary three-grade strength, but the three brothers use the same knife technique, and with the tacit understanding, it is not as simple as the sum of three people.

Bai Molou still shook his head, and laughed softly: "It's okay, he's not as simple as you think, and he can run away if he can't beat him." ”

Seeing Xu Mingyuan protecting Su Yimeng, Zhou Binjie also had a smile on his face, nodded and said: "Brother Yuan is still so sharp and refreshing, when he smashed a punch on Li Lixin's face on the day of the release, I felt that the whole body was so comfortable, and today's kick was not much worse." ”

"Childe ......" Xu Mingyuan was still looking at the young man with the scar who had been helped up by the other two, but Su Yimeng in his arms moved, and called softly.

Xu Mingyuan glanced down at Su Yimeng, who was already blushing with cheeks, and his eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't dare to face him, and he also realized that it was really inappropriate for him to hold him like this now, so he hurriedly put her down carefully.

But now is not the time to explain, Su Yimeng also knows the severity, and when he got off the ground, he hid behind Xu Mingyuan, clinging to the stone pillar.

Those who are coaxing on the side don't have to pay attention, Xu Mingyuan has gone to so many places, and there is no shortage of such characters anywhere. The louder the call, the more ugly it is, and it's basically waste.

These people dare to hide in the crowd and shout a few times, if they pull him out, they will basically immediately kneel down and kowtow to admit their mistakes. Xu Mingyuan had seen once the most ferocious person screaming was thrown out of the crowd by the person next to him, and then cried his father and begged the man to let him go, but he was still beaten up.

But even if you don't have to worry about the others, the three sturdy young men in front of you who are angry and are about to rush forward at any time with a Pu knife in their hands are not easy to deal with.

Xu Mingyuan glanced at Bai Molou, who was standing indifferently below, and silently scolded him a hundred times in his heart. If Wei Tong is allowed to come up, the two of them will be two against three, it will definitely be easy to deal with these three people.

Now Xu Mingyuan is unarmed, and there is a Su Yimeng behind him who needs protection, so he already has the idea of jumping off the stage with Su Yimeng once the three of them rush up.

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