Lightly pluck with your hands.

In the rippling water, there is a hint of heat.

With the gentle movement of the jade hand that was condensed like mutton fat, the surface of the water swayed with a circle of beautiful ripples, vibrating towards the doors in all directions, and then hit the yellow barrel wall and then returned to the inside, colliding with the ripples in the middle, stirring up a piece of shattering.

The bits and pieces of circles are like the surface of a lake when it rains.

The slender fingers retracted, and a warm drop of water swirled around the tip of the middle finger, rolling as if it were about to fall. The water drop that fell on his fingertips, as the owner of the jade hand, Kang Min, stared at it in a daze, looked at it for a long time, his eyes were full of flow, and then his red lips opened slightly, and his fragrant tongue spit lightly, but he raised his middle finger, put it in his mouth, and sucked it gently.

Half a day.

The fingers were lowered from his mouth, and Kang Min made other movements.

The body that was as weak as a willow branch turned slightly, and the brocade clothes on his body slipped off immediately, revealing the graceful figure that made ordinary men can't help but drool, and the tips of his fingers gently slid along his waist, and his gaze moved downward, passing through the crisp chest that was still full, and his eyes finally fell to the ground.

"Why?"

A murmur came out of his mouth, and Kang Min didn't understand why he didn't have any attraction to Qiao Feng, you must know that she was even Duan Zhengchun, the prince of Dali, was also a minister under her skirt. She thinks that her appearance is one of the best in the world, and in the beggar gang, not only the dead Ma Dayuan is willing to skirt, but even Bai Shijing is also the same.

Not only that, but how many of the beggars are called Hanako, who doesn't want to stare out their eyes when they see themselves?

And the same is true of Quan Guanqing, who is quite prestigious among the disciples of the Beggar Gang.

But why......

Why did Qiao Feng disdain himself?

The slender jade legs sank into the hot water, and with the sound of water, Kang Min sat in the tub, his pretty face full of confusion, disappointment, and anger.

Curled up in the tub, his hands on his knees, his chest soft and his thighs tightly pressed into two balls, his chin resting on his knees. Kang Min drowned half of his chin in the hot water, but there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

If you Qiao Feng don't give me Kang Min's face, then don't blame me!

The thought flashed in his heart, Kang Min pursed his lips, Qiao Feng is not controlled by people, and it is far less easy than Bai Shijing. Although she admires this man very much, and even falls in love with each other, the uncontrollable man is just like that person, which is annoying and angry!

I can't get it. Then let yourself destroy it with your own hands!

"Qiao Feng, you will definitely come to find me!"

said this sentence to herself, because she Kang Min was sure that after Ma Dayuan died, she got a superstition from her family, which contained a big secret, which was enough to subvert the current situation of the beggar gang.

Even forced Qiao Feng failed miserably.

With her eyes narrowed slightly, Kang Min slowly closed her eyes, and in her mind she was still thinking of Qiao Feng from the Luoyang Hundred Flowers Society. But why doesn't the other party care about her beautiful peony? The body sank, and finally Kang Min's whole body was submerged in the hot water.

In the room, only a moan that seemed to be resentful and hateful echoed.

Qiao Feng, who was returning from the north non-stop, didn't know that he had fallen into her calculations. The disciples in the gang have already sent news. Otherwise, Qiao Feng would not be separated from Nan Murong when he was in the south.

However, in the short contact, he also had an understanding of Murong Fu, and Qiao Feng, who was sure in his heart that Murong Fu was not the murderer, did not want to have a deep friendship with the other party. Instead, I think that having one more person who can help is also a kind of help.

Especially if the other party is still the party who carries the black pot.

You must know that what really happened in the rivers and lakes is not much about him Qiao Feng, and this time the pursuit of the south is more because of the death of the deputy gang leader Ma Dayuan, which happens to be inseparable from the Douzhuan Xing who is still shining.

But—

Things are still going to be confusing. This kind of tricky situation is extremely rare in Qiao Feng's opinion.

It was precisely because of the thorniness of the matter that Qiao Feng could be sure that what the people behind him were seeking was even more terrifying, if it was not good, he was afraid that it would be a crisis that would be enough to destabilize the entire rivers and lakes. Even, even...... The worst consequence only swirled in Qiao Feng's mind for a moment, and then it was left behind.

At present, although the Great Song Dynasty faced the oppression of the Western Xia and Liao States on the border and frequent wars, the Great Song Dynasty itself was still stable.

Naturally, there will be no turmoil that stirs up its own foundations.

When the others passed by a place on the outskirts of Wuxi, Qiao Feng's eyes couldn't help but fall on a slightly dense and dark monk forest in the distance, and asked the beggar disciples around him, "Where is it?" ”

"Helper!"

"There's an apricot grove!"

A beggar wearing three bags replied.

"Oh!"

Nodding, Qiao Feng didn't pay attention to it anymore, and asking where it was just a whim for a while, that's all.

After asking, Qiao Feng picked up his speed again and headed towards the beggar gang's stronghold here.

And Murong Fu, who was separated from Qiao Feng and rushed to his own house, also found something unexpected after arriving in Gusu City.

He met two other generals of his family in the inn in Gusu, that is, Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian. As soon as the two saw Murong Fu's traces, they immediately searched for them. As the words of the two came out, suddenly something that made Murong Fu quite helpless fell into his ears.

His cousin Wang Yuyan and his two maids left Yanziwu together, and by the way, it is said that there is also a stupid scholar.

And their goal is to find their own traces.

"Cousin ......"

Sighing a little helplessly, Murong Fu asked, "Aunt must not know!" ”

"How daring!"

When he said this, Murong Fu was a little indignant, with his understanding of Mrs. Wang, the other party naturally would not let Wang Yuyan out. ran out, it must be because of my cousin's secret. However, Murong Fu also knew that things would definitely not be so simple.

Really.

After listening to the words of the two generals, Murong Fu was silent.

On the contrary, Bao Wei on the side was extremely stunned and shocked, and said: "The Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi?!" ”

Deng Baichuan nodded, saying that the name is good, but he was a little surprised, why is it this tone?

On the rivers and lakes. Sometimes secrets are extremely secretive, for the real secret, and a lot of people will take their lives to run for a secret.

But sometimes......

The gossip messages in the rivers and lakes are delivered faster.

For example, in the matter of Dali Tianlong Temple, when tracking down the murderer, Murong Fu and others heard about the matter of King Dalun Ming. It's not complete, but it's an understanding.

The other party made a big fuss in Swallow Dock, and it is said that he had coerced the servants of the Wang family to take the boat out of Swallow Dock to track someone's traces.

"Another ......"

Deng Baichuan glanced at Murong Fu, whose face was not very good-looking, and then said, "Then Mrs. Wang asked us to tell the prince a word!" ”

“……”

Looking up, Murong Fu stared at Deng Baichuan. He didn't need to listen to it to know what it was, and directly blocked it in the middle: "Needless to say, I think I already know!" As Mrs. Wang's nephew, Murong Fu knew with his toes that Mrs. Wang would never have anything good to say.

waved his hand to stop Deng Baichuan, Deng Baichuan was very interested in seeing this, and did not continue, even he felt angry in his heart about Mrs. Wang's words. It's better not to say it, so as not to anger your son-in-law's heart.

After pondering for a while, Murong Fu made a decision in his heart and explained the matter to his four generals. It turned out that the five of them were separated in Gusu City, he did not go back to Yanziwu, but went to the west, and as for the four generals, they each found a direction in two or two teams to find Wang Yuyan and the others.

The trio went in three different directions. One is west, one is north, and one is south.

When the four generals left in two teams, Murong Fu, who had already left and disappeared towards the west, did return to Gusu City again, and he saw the imprint left by the Xixia Yipintang here.

He had already found out. It's just that because of the generals around him, he didn't directly indicate that he would see it.

It's not because they're unfaithful, but there are some things that Murong Fu doesn't want people to know.

Xixia Yipintang naturally has a unique way of contacting. People who are not Yipintang usually can't find it at all, but now that he sees this mark contact, Murong Fu knows that Xixia Yipintang is only afraid that there will be a big move.

His eyes flickered, and after a deep groan, Murong Fu had already made a decision.

This big move, how could he, Li Yanzong, refuse?!

Thinking of this, Murong Fu touched the mark engraved on the corner of the inn, and then the people went towards the west gate, and soon walked out of the city gate.

……

One step at a time.

Holding the flute in both hands and blowing leisurely, Yue Yuan walked with a slightly leisurely step, blowing the song while walking forward.

And sitting on his shoulder is the little girl, holding a red paper umbrella to shade her own son-in-law master, the little girl is also shaking her head with the song on the side, and she has already listened to it, quite like the old master in the private school to recite the Analects.

Playing music is the little girl's request.

It was just that in the process of the way, she met a passer-by who was humming a song halfway, and the little girl would not pray like this.

After a song.

Yue Yuan can be said to have played extremely well, so that the passers-by who had prepared to go over had already listened there. Blowing this song, Yue Yuan can be said to have taken out the original performance with Shi Qingxuan, compared to Shi Qingxuan's flute skills, Yue Yuan thinks that he is still not much worse.

But the......

After all, it's better to let Shi Qingxuan blow it.

His Yue Yuan is still good at playing the qin.

Just when Yue Yuan was about to ask the little girl who was sitting on her shoulder, shaking her head and looking like a mountain and a river, she had understood what her song meant, a hurried carriage came from behind her.

"Drive!"

The whipped whip crackled in the air, quick and short.

One can imagine how anxious the man who drove the carriage was.

Yue Yuan, who was walking in the middle of the road, walked to the side unhurriedly, avoiding the hurried carriage, the carriage whistling by, and the wind blowing the curtain on the carriage, revealing the scene inside.

A haggard, beautiful woman, holding a baby in her arms, was looking behind her with a worried and frightened face.

With a quick glance, Yue Yuan knew that he had good luck during this time.

In a short period of time, it turned out to be the time to meet chivalry again.

The thought just came to mind.

Really.

Immediately afterward, there was a sound of horses' hooves, galloping with shouts. (To be continued......)