Beiping Yanwang Mansion.

Under a hundred-year-old acacia tree, Dao Yan looked at the palms that were getting closer and closer to the top of his head with a frightened face.

With martial arts, he unconsciously made a dodge action, lying backwards, making an iron plate bridge, and maintaining this posture to fly upside down for a few feet, thrillingly avoiding the top of the palm.

didn't have time to ask a question, followed by another palm on the chest, and in the silence, the palm wind was fierce, whistling, Dao Yan didn't dare to block hard, and his body twisted and avoided.

The two went back and forth, unconsciously exchanging many moves, one attacking and one retreating, fists back and forth, as fast as lightning.

As he was fighting, the assassin suddenly stopped and said in some surprise: "Huh? There are still two dead bald donkeys, no wonder they dare to say such wild words......"

Dao Yan's face turned pale and hissed, "Who are you?" What enmity do I have against you, and why do you want to assassinate me? ”

The assassin laughed and said like a madman: "Who do you care about me, you just need to know that the master is poor!" ”

"What?" Dao Yan was stunned.

Before he could ask, the Assassin made another move.

This time the assassin changed his moves, his movements suddenly became slow, and the void of his two palms drew circles one after another, the circles were strange and mysterious, as if they were hooked souls from hell, and they were put on Dao Yan's body one by one.

Dao Yan is good at wisdom, although he is skilled in martial arts, he rarely moves, and when he sees the assassin's strange moves, he swings his fist and attacks the circle without knowing it.

With a punch, Dao Yan immediately felt that something was wrong, and he felt as if his arm was sucked by a circle, not only did he lose his strength, but he couldn't even pull out his hand, the circle was like a swamp, it seemed calm, but it contained infinite murderous intent.

"What's the weird move?" Dao Yan was shocked, cold sweat gradually flowed down his forehead, and his sallow face instantly turned pale.

"Tai Chi!" The assassin calmly drew a circle, pulling Dao Yan's arm involuntarily into the circle.

Click!

Dao Yan let out a tragic cry of pain, cutting through the silence of the night sky, and one arm was broken.

Immediately after that, the assassin slapped his chest again, and Dao Yan's body flew upside down like a dead leaf in the autumn wind.

At the same time as his body fell to the ground, Dao Yan let out a large mouthful of blood, obviously suffering extremely serious internal injuries.

The assassin was like a ghost, and he followed up, grabbing the placket of Dao Yan's shirt with one hand, and the other hand hanging on top of Dao Yan's head, only to slap it down, and Dao Yan disappeared from the world.

"Say!" The assassin carried Dao Yan's front placket and said viciously.

The corners of Dao Yan's mouth were bleeding, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he asked with a wheezing, "Say ...... Say what? ”

“…… Are you still robbing me of the teacher? ”

"Huh?"

"Ahhh Dead bald donkey! If you want to get involved with my Taoist master, don't think about it! ”

Dohei had also experienced several assassinations, but this one was the most inexplicable to him.

"I ...... I didn't! Dao Yan said sadly.

The assassin paused, then sighed: "I knew that Xiao Fan's little bastard lied to me again!" ”

"Xiao Fan?" Dao Yan was shocked and angry: "Are you ...... The ...... sent by Xiao Fan"

The assassin ignored him and muttered, "I have the heart to help, but ...... Heaven has the virtue of a good life......"

In the midst of the deep groaning, the palace guards who were alarmed by Dao Yan's screams came with torches one after another, pouring like a tide.

The assassin didn't realize it, hesitated a few times, and finally stomped his foot, and said angrily: "Killing and injuring cultivation, that's it, that's it!" Spare your life, you can do it yourself! ”

With that, the Assassin turned and left.

Dao Yan was relieved from the bottom of his heart, his back was already covered in cold sweat, and when the night breeze blew, it was so cold that it was bone-chilling.

However, the sky is unpredictable.

The assassin just raised his leg, but suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, turned around again, sneered at Dao Yan who was lying on the ground, and then raised his foot and kicked Dao Yan hard at the root of his life.

"Ahh

At this time, the guards of the palace had already rushed over, and they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

Pleased with his masterpiece, the Assassin ignored the flood of guards around him, and with a slap on his right foot, he flew up to the ancient acacia and disappeared into the night.

One foot wastes one person, and there is no line left for thousands of miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

A melodious echo was heard in the night sky.

"In the future, recite the scriptures and worship the Buddha, and don't fight the master's idea again!"

"I didn't!" Dao Yan raised his head and roared sadly, then his body shook a few times, and finally fainted.

abolished Daoyan, Zhang Sanfeng has completed half of the task, and now he still has an important thing ,—— save people.

A large number of guards from the palace had been attracted to the east side, and even Zhu Di was shocked when he heard the news, and hurried to the east side of the garden.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one on the west side, Zhang Sanfeng flew down, landed quietly, and floated to the door of the flower hall on the west side of the palace like a civet cat.

There were five or six guards at the door, and before they could make a sound, they were slashed by Zhang Sanfeng one by one.

The flower hall was lit with a lamp, Zhang Sanfeng kicked the door open, and a woman coated with white powder thicker than the bottom of the bottle came forward.

"Are you Zhang Hongqiao's aunt...... What the hell—"

Zhang Sanfeng saw the woman's face clearly, couldn't help but be shocked, subconsciously kicked it, and then flew out of the flower hall with a bang.

The woman was also kicked upside down, screamed, lay on the ground and groaned, "Slave family...... Not a ghost! ”

Zhang Sanfeng also recovered his mood, stood outside the flower hall and muttered: "Poor Dao almost forgot, people in my Taoism are ghost hunters......"

“…… I'm not a ghost! ”

Zhang Sanfeng turned his head to look at the woman whose face was as white as a ghost, and closed his eyes again in disgust.

"Shut up! Cover your head with Nab, and the poor road will take you out......"

The woman was amazed and delighted: "You...... Are you here to save the slaves? ”

"Nonsense!"

The woman patted her fat chest and smiled with relief: "Amitabha, the Bodhisattva has finally opened his eyes, thank the Bodhisattva for ......"

"You should thank Sanqing Laojun for saving you from the Bodhisattva's?" Zhang Sanfeng said with a cold expression.

The woman was very knowledgeable about current affairs and knew how to read her face, so she hurriedly changed her words: "...... Buddha Amitayus. ”

Zhang Sanfeng's face eased slightly: "Take the cloth and cover your head, go with Poor Dao, your appearance is too scary, Poor Dao is afraid that he will beat you to death halfway......"

The woman responded happily, then paused, looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said timidly: "You're not a pervert, right?" Although the slave family is old, it is quite beautiful......"

"Perverts?" Zhang Sanfeng screamed.

Zhang Sanfeng finally got angry, he dragged the woman's arm, dragged her to a large bronze mirror in the hall, and then stood side by side with her, pointed to the two people in the mirror and said loudly: "Look clearly, which of the two of us looks like a ghost?" ”

"Me." The woman honestly confessed.

"That's it! Poor Dao is still afraid that you will beat my idea......"

The woman glanced at him and lowered her head shyly: "Dao Chief...... It's a bit of a look......"

Zhang Sanfeng was about to go crazy, without saying a word, he stunted the woman with a palm knife, the woman was fat, and just carried on her shoulders, Zhang Sanfeng was unsteady and suddenly stumbled.

"Xiao Fan, you little bastard, what a messenger for me!" Zhang Sanfeng gritted his teeth and muttered.

Out of the flower hall, through the unmanned corridor, to the palace wall, looking at the towering wall, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the fat woman on his shoulder, and sighed gloomily: "I have been flying all my life, but I didn't expect to climb the wall one day...... I haven't done this in years! ”

In the night, a graceful figure carried a woman on her back, clumsy hands and feet kicked and planed, climbing under the wall inch by inch, moving ......**************************************************** Zhang Sanfeng climbed the wall with grief and indignation, but Xiao Fan was immersed in the gentle township and couldn't think about it.

People don't have the same fate, Xiao Fan is destined to be a life of enjoyment.

When he returned to Beijing with the guard of honor, Zhang Hongqiao's injuries finally improved.

In the temporary line, Zhang Hongqiao leaned on the head of the bed and coughed weakly, but a pair of pretty eyes looked at Xiao Fan sitting at the head of her bed from time to time, and the affection in her beautiful eyes could be felt clearly even by a fool.

pursed his lips and chuckled, a blush unconsciously floated on his cheeks, Zhang Hongqiao was so ashamed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Of course, Xiao Fan is not a fool, he is much smarter than a fool, after everything is figured out, Xiao Fan has more pity and gratitude for this poor woman. He told himself that he must treat her well, as he had promised her, that this poor woman would not suffer any more in this life, and that the rest of her life should be happy and fulfilling.

Xiao Fan also looked at her, the tenderness in his eyes was like a pool of spring water, bottomless, but people couldn't help but fall into it.

Zhang Hongqiao felt that his body was starting to become hot, his cheeks quickly flushed, and even his breathing became short.

A bowl of good blood swallows, a silver spoon was stirred in the bowl, and then handed to Zhang Hongqiao's mouth.

Seeing Zhang Hongqiao's shortness of breath and red cheeks, Xiao Fan was stunned and said, "Why do you react like this?" Did you take an aphrodisiac? ”

Zhang Hongqiao was ashamed when he heard this, and said angrily: "You...... It's just Sven scum! ”

Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows evilly: "Or ...... I look like an aphrodisiac, which makes you can't help but be emotional? ”

"You ......" Zhang Hongqiao was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to hit him.

Xiao Fan's eyes were quick, and he grabbed her hand and held it in the palm of his hand.

"I don't feel that the river road is far away, and the night and the moon are ...... to the red bridge" Xiao Fan held a jade hand like a tender onion, and groaned.

Zhang Hongqiao's body couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes instantly turned red.

sent love with poetry, waited for a long time, and finally responded to her affection for the first time.

"Xiao Lang......" Zhang Hongqiao choked up and snorted softly, and then cried silently.

Xiao Fan said with pity: "Don't cry, tell me about your life experience, I want to get to know you well." ”

Zhang Hongqiao was so moved that he cried louder and louder.

He finally wants to understand me, from strangeness, to suspicion, and then to the current initiative, this step by step, how bumpy and difficult the love road is, and now he finally keeps the clouds open and sees the moon.

“…… I am a native of Fuzhou, Fujian, my real name is Zhang Xiufen, because I live on the west side of Hongqiao in Fuzhou, after I left my hometown, I changed my name to Hongqiao, in order to send homesickness. My ancestor was a big family in the Central Plains, because of the war, my parents took me to avoid Fujian, but the road was hard, my parents both died of illness, and I entrusted the young me to my aunt before dying. My aunt was originally the favorite concubine of the high-ranking officials in the court, and later because of the war, the husband's family was defeated, and as a last resort, my aunt and I were in the rivers and lakes, drifting for a living, in order to survive, my aunt had to serve people with sex, and often gathered exiled nobles and scholars in various places to gather, and the literati gathered to talk, and treated each other with tea and wine, and then my aunt grew old, and her livelihood was unsustainable, so I replaced her to receive guests, and lived a life that seemed to be remembered......"

Xiao Fan nodded, he probably understood, this is not actually a woman, if in the previous life, it should belong to the female public relations of social entertainment, with the main means of making a living by pulling together and improving interpersonal relationships, and the posture is secondary. What matters is the wrist of being a human being, and the exquisite mind of the eight sides.

"Later, I and my aunt were exiled to Beiping, when the Tartars frequently Koubian, Beiping was too close to the border pass, so my aunt and I wanted to leave, but at that time I had already made a lot of fame in Beiping, and when I wanted to leave, I found that it was not so easy to leave, the guards of the Yanwang Mansion stopped us in the city gate, and half forced us to be sent to the Yanwang Mansion, saying that His Royal Highness the Yan King wanted to entertain a distinguished guest from the court, and asked me to be careful to receive it, and to use the color art mini mind, to dissipate your anger, and even poison you if necessary, If we don't do what King Yan says, my aunt and I will lose our lives......"

Zhang Hongqiao burst into tears as he spoke, and choked up: "The fate of troubled times is not as good as a dog, and being born with a beautiful face and moon appearance is the source of trouble, Xiao Lang, do you know my difficulties?" I can't enter, I can't retreat, I can't even die, my aunt is in the hands of King Yan, I don't want to hurt her, but I ...... But I don't want to hurt you...... Xiao Lang, I Zhang Hongqiao swear, even though it is difficult, I have not done a single thing to be sorry for you......"

Xiao Fan took her into his arms, stroked her back, and said softly: "Okay, it's all over, you don't have to suffer so much torture from now on, from now on, you are my Xiao Fan's wife, no one in the world dares to bully you, your bitterness is over......"

Zhang Hongqiao was pleasantly surprised when he heard this, and then shook his head resolutely and said, "No, Xiao Lang, I have heard that your two wives are the respect of the county lord, how dare I be your wife?" My identity is not visible, if Xiao Lang is interested, you might as well find another cottage for me outside the Xiao Mansion, as long as you can come to see me occasionally, Hongqiao will be content, as for the name, Hongqiao will never dare to expect extravagance......"

"What identity is not identity!" Xiao Fan pouted disdainfully: "You only know that my wife is from the county lord, but you don't know yet, my eldest lady Thrush and I were still called Huazi on the side of the road back then, where is our background high?" Hongqiao, I am not the kind of superficial person, and my wives will never look down on you because of who you are, you can rest assured, as you said, I believe that you have always been clean......"

Zhang Hongqiao was moved to tears, and exclaimed: "Xiao Lang ......"

"One more thing......"

"What?"

"Don't call me Xiao Lang, I'm not a wolf! In the future, like the thrush, call me Xianggong. ”

“…………”

(To be continued)