"You little beggar, how do you walk, this street is so wide, it hits this girl!"

A high-pitched woman's voice came from not far ahead.

Cao Yi raised his eyes and looked.

Several young women wearing robes with yin and yang fish patterns stood in the middle of the long bluestone street, and one of them was a tall woman with a very beautiful appearance and a long sword in her hand, her face full of uncertainties.

"I'm sorry"

A little beggar, dressed in rags and very thin, with his back to the little beggar here, bowed his head and apologized.

Then, bypass the tall woman and continue walking.

"Slow"

The tall woman laid her sword across the little beggar.

"I've already lost it, haven't I?"

There was a hint of anger in the little beggar's voice.

"You soiled this girl's clothes, and you want to leave when you say sorry?"

The tall woman's chin was slightly raised, and a very boring banter flashed in her eyes.

"And what do you want?"

The little beggar said angrily.

The tall woman tilted her head, thought for a moment with a boring expression, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "If you learn a few dog barks, the barking is good, maybe I will reward you with some silver."

"You"

The little beggar was angry.

"It's too much."

Some passers-by couldn't get used to it, so they had an extra mouthful.

"Don't worry too much, she is Ding Qingying, the personal disciple of the Holy Lord of the Yin and Yang Family, ten of you are not enough for her to fight with one hand."

Peer dissuasion.

The tall woman named Ding Qingying ignored the words of passers-by and looked at the little beggar with a playful expression: "If you can't be angry, just make a move, I know you are not an ordinary person." ”

The little beggar's dirty little hands were clenched into fists and creaked, and the tattered clothes on his body were windless, revealing the bracelet on his wrist.

"Is this bracelet your own?"

Cao Yi passed on the divine thoughts.

The little beggar slammed his fist into his sleeve, and when he turned around, a little doubt appeared on his dirty, dark, puffy, bumpy, and very ugly face.

Cao Yi continued to convey his thoughts: "What's your surname?" ”

The little beggar's face changed, and he turned around and left.

"Let you go?"

Ding Qingying once again used the long sword in her hand to block the little beggar.

"Fuck off"

The little beggar made a brazen move, as powerful as a dragon.

Ding Qingying didn't move, letting the little beggar's fist hit her.

"Boom"

Dozens of white rays of light erupted from Ding Qingying's body, as if the God of Light had descended into the world!

"You wear treasure armor in your robe, and you come out with so many people, and you are so afraid of death!"

The little beggar scoffed.

Ding Qingying glanced at the junior sisters on the side, and said coldly: "You are not allowed to make a move"

The little beggar, who was worried that he would be beaten by the group, heard that the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"In the face of absolute power, all intrigues and tricks are not worth mentioning!"

Ding Qingying, who saw the little beggar's plan, sneered and catapulted into the air like a cannonball.

The little beggar also rushed into the air.

The two started a fight without saying a word.

Cao Yi looked up at the sky and sighed in his heart, but in a few decades, the disciples of the Hundred Schools of Zhuzi have been so powerful, and the people who secretly planned all this don't know how powerful they are.

"Boom ......"

In mid-air, the brilliance was shining, the source qi was soaring, and the two sides played a real fire. With the two of them as the center, the blazing light is flickering, the weapons are swallowing the divine light, and the murderous aura is shooting in all directions.

However, they soon weakened, both of them were low-level monks, and the source qi stored in their bodies could not last long at all.

Suddenly, the little beggar pounced in front of Ding Qingying like a ghost, and his palms were as black as ink, slashing at Ding Qingying's neck like a knife.

The latter screamed and fell to the ground from mid-air.

The little beggar also fell to the ground as if he had been drained of his source qi.

"Ah, it hurts me to death, let her hand over the antidote, if she doesn't hand it over, she will cut off her left hand, and if she doesn't hand it over, she will cut off her limbs, ah, I can't stand it, hurry, she is not an ordinary person, even if she kills, Your Majesty will not blame!"

Ding Qingying screamed while holding her blackened neck, and instructed her junior sisters.

The little beggar got up from the ground with difficulty, and before he could stand firmly, he fell to the ground again.

Looking at Ding Qingying's junior sisters who were walking over here, the little beggar showed a panicked look on his face.

"Are you the daughter or granddaughter of the owner of the bracelet?"

Cao Yi appeared beside the little beggar, with a broken and dusty bracelet in his hand.

"This bracelet was left to me by my mother, and I returned it"

The little beggar snatched back the bracelet as if it had returned to the light.

Looking at the little beggar, Cao Yi remembered the scene of teaching the twelve disciples in the Qin army camp at the beginning.

At that time, one of the two disciples he relied on the most, Dongmen Qing, wore a bracelet on his wrist that was exactly the same as that in the little beggar's hand.

"Little beggar, hand over the antidote"

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

……

Several cold women's voices rang out.

Cao Yi didn't need to look to know that it was Ding Qingying's junior sisters who came over.

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

The little beggar was very tough.

"Have a hard mouth, cut off a hand, and see if you're still hard!"

"Stripped her naked and left her naked on the street"

"Great idea"

……

Ding Qingying's junior sisters shouted fiercely, but they didn't do it.

I don't know if I have something to do with Ding Qingying, deliberately.

Cao Yi looked at the little beggar who pretended to be stiff and closed his eyes, but his body trembled slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The little beggar noticed it, opened his eyes, and glared at Cao Yi.

"You guys are useless!"

Ding Qingying walked over, although the neck was still black, it was much lighter than just now.

"Senior sister, you're alright"

"Much lighter"

……

Ding Qingying's junior sisters said one after another.

"This poison doesn't seem to be really poisonous"

Ding Qingying touched her neck, her expression was a little strange.

"Senior sister, since it's okay, forget it."

"That's right, Master won't let us make trouble"

……

Ding Qingying's junior sisters persuaded one after another.

"Shut up, I need you to teach me"

Ding Qingying scolded sharply.

Ding Qingying's junior sisters all lowered their heads.

"Boy, are you in the same league as this ugly girl?"

Ding Qingying questioned sharply.

Cao Yi didn't answer her, stared at the little beggar's face, and said, "Why do you want to make yourself look like this?" ”

A flash of pain flashed in the little beggar's eyes, and his head tilted to the side.

"Shall I talk to you, do you hear me?"

Ding Qingying said, the long sword in his hand smashed down on the head.

When she was still a finger away, she suddenly reversed direction and smashed on herself.

flew upside down on the spot, fell heavily dozens of meters away, and her beautiful face immediately swollen like a pig's head.

"You-you-body-inside-ming-ming-not-being-source-qi, for, for"

Before he finished speaking, his head tilted and he passed out.

Ding Qingying's junior sisters retreated like ghosts.

Cao Yi didn't care about them, and said to the little beggar: "If you have a relationship, you will nod, if it doesn't matter, you will shake your head, and if you don't respond, I will leave directly." ”

As he spoke, he stood up.

The little beggar still didn't respond.

Cao Yi walked towards the restaurant not far away, and walked about four or five meters.

"Related"

The voice of the little beggar was like a mosquito fly.