Nan Qiang's eyebrows moved, and he picked up a bowl of porridge. White porridge is boiled over an open fire, and millet is decorated with flowers on the porridge surface.

Nanqiang stirred the delicate pattern, and the white and yellow rice were mixed together, and the rice fragrance was overflowing.

When Nanqiang lowered his head, a thin man wearing a cloak and a black veil walked in outside the door.

"It's raining outside?" Nanqiang stared at the man's cloak with some droplets, and couldn't help but say.

Huaiqing blocked Nanqiang's gaze back: "What is the matter with you in this rain, thunder and wind." ”

Nanqiang watched the man being greeted on the second floor, Huaiqing pressed Nanqiang, who got up, and lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

The eyes of the people in the lobby on the first floor turned to him, and next to him, a man in a robe with a big scar on his face, put his dagger on the table.

"Today's business in Baiteng Pavilion is really good."

Nan Qiang looked sideways at the man, and the man immediately noticed, picked up the dagger, and shouted to Nan Qiang with anger: "Look at Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu gouged out your eyes." ”

Huaiqing took out a silver ingot from his pocket and put it on the table: "Let's go tea!" ”

Then he pulled Nanqiang out of Baiteng Pavilion, Huaiqing's steps were extremely fast, Nanqiang could still suppress Huaiqing on weekdays, and now I don't know what medicine Huaiqing took wrong, and his strength is surprisingly great.

"Stinky Taoist, let go, don't let me bite you again!"

Huaiqing walked into an alley, his face gradually sank, and a pair of phoenix eyes were like a layer of frost.

At night, dark clouds cover the moon, the sky suddenly winds, lightning and thunder.

Huaiqing turned into the forest and carefully grabbed Nanqiang, every step was extremely light, for fear of disturbing something.

Nanqiang's breathing gradually became short, and he glanced at Huaiqing, Nanqiang reached out and pulled out the short sword from his waist.

Huaiqing stood with his hands in his hands, and raised his voice to the empty forest: "Poor Dao and Your Excellency don't know when to form a grudge, Your Excellency has followed all the way here, I don't know what Your Excellency means." ”

For a long time, there was a silver bell-like laughter from all sides of the forest, and the laughter was desolate and tactful, like a drunken dream.

"Receiving people's money to eliminate disasters for others, the slave family came tonight to ask for your life, ahhahaha......"

Nanqiang was irritable: "Want the master's life?" Then it's up to you to see how many pounds and taels you have! ”

Nanqiang pulled out his sword scabbard and galloped into the depths of the forest against the wind.

Huaiqing was shocked, stretched out his hand to grab the air, Huaiqing frowned: "I am in such a hurry to send him to death, do you want to catch a good baby?!" Huaiqing followed,

Huaiqing followed behind Nan Qiang, Nan Qiang suddenly stopped, there was silence all around, a flash of lightning, I saw a woman with long hair smeared with thick rouge, her lips were red like blood, and her slender nails looked terrible white under the thunder and lightning, like a soul seducing Yaksha.

The woman wrapped her belt around the tree, her body half lying on the belt, laughed, and the blood mouth was wide open.

"If you have any last words, just say them, and the slave family will tell your relatives for you."

The woman's voice was hollow and weak, like a vine crawling around her heart and biting her heart.

Nanqiang walked like the wind, jumped up, took out a dagger and flew out, only to see that between the floodlights, the ribbon on the trunk was broken and fell.

"Just your little insect carving skill, your grandfather and I have been playing since I was six years old!"

Nanqiang held the whirling short sword and drew the long whip at his waist in mid-air.

Huaiqing hid aside and watched the excitement, took out the fruit he had just picked back from his arms and ate it.

Nanqiang stretched out his long whip and missed it several times, and the woman's laughter became more wanton, and the laughter resounded in the middle of the forest.

"Childe, the slave family is so delicate, how can the son be so ruthless and whip the slave family like this."

Nanqiang listened to the charming spring breeze, but when he saw the miserable white appearance full of fat powder, most of his pity was gone.

"If the little lady wants the master to feel distressed and take off this tulle, why don't you take care of the master under the lamp?" Nanqiang sneered.

Huai Qinggang wanted to take a bite, raised his eyelids and looked at Nanqiang, who looked like a cannibal.

The woman's laughter was even more flattering: "The son is so insincere, and I still want the slave family to stay with you." ”

Nanqiang really lost his interest in teasing and joking at the miserable white and bloody face.

Nanqiang stepped on the branch: "Sincerity may not be able to change sincerity, but with strength, little lady, you must change your voice!" ”

Nan Qiang's eyes were sharp, he took out a short sword and flew away, the long whip whipped on the woman, Nanqiang drew the long whip, the woman dodged quickly, and the short sword slashed at the woman's waist.

The woman's belt was wide, the outer veil was falling, and the white undergarment was immediately red.

The woman exclaimed in pain, Nanqiang hooked her lips and smiled playfully: "The voice is really good, how about the little lady scream a few more?" ”

The woman's green silk was scattered, her round eyes widened, and her voice was hoarse and harsh: "Okay, you muddy boy, my mother will crush your bones and scatter ashes tonight!" ”

Nanqiang wiped the blood on the dagger: "Then see if you have that ability." ”

The woman flew out of her cuffs with long silk threads, and everywhere the silk threads went, the leaves broke in two.

Nanqiang turned over, silk threads crossed Nanqiang's cheeks, and viscous liquid oozed from Nanqiang's cheeks.

Seeing this, Huaiqing flew towards the woman with the kernel in his hand, Nanqiang took a few steps back, and the long whip was wrapped around the silk thread.

The woman burst into laughter, and the laughter was like a biting cold wind.

Huaiqing stepped forward and shook his long sleeves and blocked the long-sleeved powder back.

After a while, Nanqiang picked up the gauze on the ground, just got up, and said quietly behind Huaiqing: "You still want to save her life?" ”

Nanqiang paused, the woman's face turned pale, and Huaiqing turned around: "If you want to ask, you can't ask anything, it's late at night, and I'll go back and rest when I'm done." ”

Nanqiang approached the woman with a blank expression: "Who sent you, you said it, the master can spare your life." ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then raised her head and laughed: "You are just a dying person, and you still have the heart to pity me here?" ”

After laughing, the woman spat blood from her mouth, and in less than half a cup of tea, Nanqiang reached out to probe, and her breath was exhausted.

Nanqiang wiped the blood on his face, and there was a thunderous sound, and then it rained heavily.

Huaiqing and Nanqiang hid in the broken temple, and Nanqiang was wet and dripping.

Huai counted a pile of fires and took off his coat and shoes.

Nanqiang was also unrestrained, took off his coat, and Huaiqing inadvertently glanced at Nanqiang's neck.

Lowering his head and adding firewood, Huaiqing suddenly said: "You can't stay in Kyoto, wait for the rain to stop, you clean up." ”

Nanqiang wrung out the water in his robe and hung it next to Huaiqing's clothes.

"Why can't you keep the Kyoto master?" Nanqiang glanced over and looked at Huaiqing: "Do you know who is chasing us tonight?" In that case, how can you stay in Kyoto? ”

Huaiqing's eyes are as deep as a pool of water, leading people to go deep.

"That's the people of Baiteng Pavilion, I said, this Baiteng Pavilion has always bought and sold news, as long as enough silver is given, human lives can also be bought and sold. If you assassinate King Yu on the street, with the character of King Yu, you must let Bai Tengge thoroughly investigate this matter and buy murder. ”

"So, that's King Yu's people."

"King Yu?" King Yu chuckled: "That's the people of Baiteng Pavilion." was targeted by Baiteng Pavilion, and died nine times for life. ”

Nan Qiang's eyes rolled, and his lips slowly closed, just now she mentioned King Yu in Baiteng Pavilion, and Baiteng Pavilion found him along the vine.

also blamed her for her negligence, Nan Qiang's eyebrows furrowed: "I don't believe that the little master can turn out flowers in Baiteng Pavilion, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, when the street is blue and the sun is daylight, the assassination can't be done." ”

"Bai Teng Pavilion wants your life, like pinching an ant to death."