Chapter 0221 The robe is light under the sword
In the middle of the night, five or six boats came down from the upstream and arrived at the wharf of Qiankou Town, where more than 100 men in Tsing Yi dressed as boatmen and sailors wore various waist knives and quickly landed under the leadership of a woman in purple clothes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
At this time, a gray-clothed man who was already waiting on the shore stepped forward and bowed down and clasped his fists and said, "Tell Mrs. Bao!" The idea lived in a building behind the Hexing Restaurant, the room was against the wall, Wang Da was squatting under the courtyard wall, and his subordinates were waiting here. ā
"It's still early, and there are still diners in the restaurant, right? Let's go to the warehouse in the town first and wait, Liu Er, you lead the way, Li Xiangzhu takes two good hands, follow me over to have a look first! The woman in purple said.
A group of four people strode into the town, directly to the south side of the courtyard wall of Hexing Restaurant, and asked Wang Da, who was squatting here, the woman in purple was a little unsure whether the pair of men and women was her opponent, so she asked Li Xiangzhu to take someone outside to respond, ran a few steps and stepped on Wang Da's shoulders to pick up the courtyard wall, and skillfully climbed in. Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, she took out a black cloth to cover her face and fastened it tightly behind her head.
Seeing that there was a corridor downstairs, the woman in purple ran into the corridor quickly, climbed the eaves from the pillars, and kicked the pillars with the help of the purlins, and flipped upside down on the eaves roof like a raccoon cat.
She quickly rushed up a few steps close to the wall on the second floor, leaned against the wall and walked to the window, stretched out her finger and dipped her saliva in the wet window paper, cutting through the small hole the size of a small walnut, not wanting to have a curtain inside, so she had to tear the hole a little bigger, untie the long sword from her waist, and reach in with the sheath to pull open the curtain and peek in.
Unexpectedly, the picture that came into view was beautiful and lingering, and the woman in purple almost fell to the ground without standing firmly, she pursed her lips, shook her head, and found that she didn't see the faces of the man and woman, so she took a deep breath and looked inside.
The young woman sat on the table in disheveled clothes with her head tilted, her long black hair hanging down like a waterfall, revealing a slender pink neck, and a half-naked shoulder-like shaved incense, her skin in the candlelight, and the pink embroidered bib half-covering her breasts.
And a young man was bare-chested with his back to him, his arms around the beautiful woman's slender waist, his big hands wandering around, burying his head in the face and kissing the side of the beauty's neck, and all the way down, causing the beauty to hum, both hands couldn't help grabbing the man's bun, tearing the hair into a mess.
The woman in purple unconsciously saw that her face was red, her heart was pounding, she quickly turned around, took out the long sword, and took a few long breaths, Fang felt that her mood calmed down a little, but then she remembered that she still didn't seem to see the faces of the pair of dog men and women, and she couldn't help but be annoyed and funny, hesitated for a while, and then stretched out her sword to open the curtain and look again.
At this time, the disciple was a little impatient, and his big hand went down to untie the woman's belt, and reached out, and the woman in purple was shocked by the same feeling, and unconsciously clamped her legs, not wanting to move her feet, and stepped on the tiles again, making a crashing sound. But I saw that the disciple suddenly stopped moving, said something, picked up the woman and walked to the bed, and then he couldn't see it.
Still not seeing their faces clearly, the woman in purple was very annoyed, quietly pulled out her long sword, moved a few steps to the other side of the window, cut a hole again, stretched out her sword to open the curtain, and did not want a huge force to come, and the long sword was pulled inward.
The woman in purple reacted very quickly and hurriedly grasped the hilt of her sword, but the scabbard was withdrawn. Just as he was hesitating whether to leave, the curtain was pulled open, and the window was half opened, and it was the young man he met on the Bianhe River that day.
"Beautiful woman outside the window! Have you seen enough? It's better to watch than to do it, so why not come in and play together? Of course, it was Zhang Yue in the room, and he laughed presumptuously.
The windows were poorly insulated, and the tiles made a cracking noise, which he had already heard. When it rang again, he was shocked, put Bian Yu on the bed, let her get dressed, and when he went to the window, there was a hole, and he smelled a fragrance through the window paper.
"What a pair of dogs and men who are reluctant to steal fun! If I'm not mistaken, your name is Zhang Yue, and you are the son-in-law of the Bian family, right? The woman in purple had a cold face and asked sharply.
"I've seen you, and I've followed you all the way here, what are you going to do?" Zhang Yue sneered, this woman was full of hostility, of course he didn't mind teaching her how to be a woman.
"What are you going to do? Look at the sword! The woman in purple jumped in with her hand on the window lattice, and stabbed Zhang Yue with her sword.
Zhang Yue turned around and ran to the table, grabbed a tea cup and threw it at the woman, picked up his robe and wet it with tea, but it took some time, he hurriedly walked around the table to dodge, and poured a pot of tea on his robe.
The woman in purple was inexplicable, seeing that Bian Yu's face was flushed, and she was still sorting out her clothes, she turned to rush towards her with a sword, and slashed at Bian Yu's neck with a sword. Bian Yu's steps flashed flexibly, but she was unarmed, and Zhang Yue was still drenching clothes there, she was suddenly anxious, and wanted to go to the front hall to get the mandarin duck Yue, but she couldn't get out, and she was suddenly in danger.
The woman in purple had sharp swordsmanship, and she couldn't succeed in stabbing a few swords, she was a little impatient, and stepped up her offensive with a coquettish sound, so that Bian Yu couldn't advance or retreat, and she flashed left and right, and accidentally cut off a piece of her sleeve. Bian Yu was in a state of flux, and he had no actual combat experience, so he was in a mess when he was in danger, and soon his skirt was torn again, and he suddenly shouted in fright.
Zhang Yue finally drenched his robe, lifted it and shook it, the robe danced like a stick, flew over with a low shout, and whipped the back of the woman in purple. Hearing the sound of the strong wind behind him, he turned around and slashed away with his sword, not wanting to be entangled in the soaked cloth stick. Taking advantage of this moment, Zhang Yue clenched his left fist and flew up, slamming his fist under the shoulder of the woman in purple.
With a "bang", the woman in purple was caught off guard, and received a swift blow, and suddenly the long sword was not held, and she took a few steps back. Zhang Yue landed on the ground, grabbed the long sword and threw it to Bian Yu, jumped cross-legged and chased after him.
As soon as the woman in purple stabilized her figure, a black shadow swept over, she finally knew the magic of this robe, stretched out her arm and copied it, grabbed the end of the cloth stick in her hand, and pulled it in her arms.
You pull me to follow up, Zhang Yue turned a few times, quickly flashed to the woman in purple, and grabbed the robe around her neck. The woman in purple was startled, took a step sideways to avoid it, and at the same time kicked Zhang Yue in the lower abdomen.
Zhang Yue snorted coldly, his anger sank into the dantian, he didn't dodge or dodge, his robe turned around, and finally encircled the woman in purple with both hands, and quickly tightened the restraints, and at the same time as the lower abdomen was kicked, he also gave her a punch in the waist, which made the woman scream in pain and couldn't help but bow down.
Zhang Yue took advantage of the situation to clasp her neck, as long as she used force, she could be killed in an instant. He slapped her on the back of the neck while she was flustered, stretched out his legs and knocked her to the ground, rode up quickly, and pressed her back with his knees to prevent her from struggling with her waist, and finally restrained her.
Bian Yu went to the front hall to get Shuangyue, and when he saw that the battle was over, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhang Yue and the woman's posture was a little warm, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, so he quickly stepped forward and tore off the bed curtain, twisted it into a rope and tied the hands and feet of the woman in purple to death. (To be continued.) )