Seeing that the county lord of Bingqing actually pulled out his saber and stabbed at his side.

Yang Ruoqing was slightly stunned.

No wonder this county lord is so crazy, it turns out that he still has art

Look at the move of her sword, and the footwork direction under her feet.

Apparently it was instructed by professionals.

Bullying and bullying other defenseless people, or weak women who are powerless and can only scream, that's enough.

wanted to bully her Yang Ruoqing

That's not enough to see

My aunt and grandmother are standing here and letting you stab, and you can't stab accurately.

I saw Yang Ruoqing standing in place, with one hand behind her back and the other hanging down at her side.

His eyes are straight, and he doesn't know how to move his steps.

Bingqing's heart was darkly refreshed.

Haha, that's scared

It's too late, but the lord of the county doesn't accept the plea for mercy

"Yang Ruoqing, you should die"

Bing Qing snorted coldly, put on a so-called flying flower and willow move, and stabbed at Yang Ruoqing.

Seeing that the cold spike was about to touch Yang Ruoqing's face.

Over there, the leading guard sent by Qi Xingyun was shocked.

It's fake to come out on patrol, and it's true that the master asked them to protect Miss Yang.

If Miss Yang has any mistakes, she can't explain to her master

The leader of the guards wanted to withdraw to save Yang Ruoqing, but the leader of the personal soldiers beside the Bingqing County Lord immediately sensed the intention.

His feet slipped, blocking the path of the leader of the guards.

The blades meet each other, each for its own master.

The second daughter's side.

The corner of Bingqing's eyes swept the movement of the respective guards into his eyes.

A cold glint of satisfaction flashed across her eyes, and the blade of the sword in her hand took a step closer.

Seeing that she was about to stab Yang Ruoqing's face, she was about to draw it on the face that made her a little jealous

At this moment, Bingqing found that the tip of the sword in his hand could not advance half an inch.

was only two inches away from Yang Ruoqing's nose, and he paused there.

Bingqing only saw it at this time, and it turned out that Yang Ruoqing stretched out two fingers.

Caught the blade of the sword.

Bingqing was annoyed and poured all his strength into the arm holding the sword.

Jiao snorted and pushed the sword out again.

The sword, not moving.

"You can do it with chopsticks in your hand, if you want to learn how to play a sword, I think it's better to save it."

Yang Ruoqing sneered, and with a movement of her wrist, the sword in Bingqing's hand was all in her hand.

Bingqing's hand was empty, and the anger rubbed on the ground.

&>

; "Dare to snatch my sword and fight with you"

She snorted, clenched her fists again and attacked Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing raised her leg and kicked it firmly on Bingqing's little belly.

Kick her two meters away.

Yang Ruoqing's gaze flicked over and fell on Bingqing, who was struggling to get up.

"Your sword, do you know the sword, my aunt will let you see what a sword is today"

As soon as she spoke, Yang Ruoqing raised her arm.

The sword danced in her hand.

Under the moon, there is a cold green light.

"County Lord, look at it"

She chuckled, stretched out her arms and legs, and her body suddenly turned into a milk swallow.

The body is light and agile.

The strength of the sword is both strong and soft.

"Whoosh"

"Click"

The sword seemed to be brought to life in her hand, and it became agile.

The heart moves at will, and the sword is one.

Her hair danced lightly, her skirt fluttered, and the sword light wrapped around her body, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground.

Under the moon, another picture is displayed.

Chic, spontaneous, casual.

It's not as rigid and sluggish as the sword of the Bingqing County Lord, and it follows the rules.

Yang Ruoqing took out the sword, which made people feel bohemian and uninhibited, but she was so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off it.

It's just that this beautiful picture was broken by a sharp exclamation from the county lord of Bingqing.

Everyone looked at it and was dumbfounded.

The long waterfall-like hair of the Bingqing County Lord was actually cut in half from the middle.

The one on the left still hangs down like a waterfall on the side of the ear, and the one on the right chirps like the straw roots left over from the rice fields after the autumn harvest.

One of the ears of the county lord of Bingqing was exposed, and there was a pearl earring on the earlobe.

Without hair as a foil, you can even see half of the blue and white scalp, which looks like a lama from the Western Regions, funny.

"Yang Ruoqing, you, you dare to cut my hair"

Bingqing looked at the pile of hair falling under him, and then touched the cold half of his head, and was mad with anger.

The sword in Yang Ruoqing's hand slammed on Bingqing's shoulder.

The gaze landed condescendingly on Bingqing's face.

"Luo Bingqing, I warn you, don't be so reckless with your aunt and grandmother."

"This time I'm shaving your hair, and the next time, I'm shaving your ears."

Yang Ruoqing's voice was cold and did not have a trace of temperature.

Bingqing heard it with anger.

She sat on the ground, her sword on her shoulder, and she wanted to move but didn't dare to move.

shouted sharply: "Yang Ruoqing, you are bold enough to bully the county lord like this"

"Do you know that my father is the prince of Nan,

The sworn brothers of the saints today"

Yang Ruoqing sneered, with an indifferent face.

"My aunt and grandmother launched a surge, and the emperor didn't give him face, which onion is your father?"

"Yang Ruoqing, you have a hard mouth, I want to copy your nine clans"

"Wow, that aunt will kill you now"

When the words fell, Yang Ruoqing's wrist moved, and she made a move to assassinate.

"Don't"

"Don't Kill Me"

Bingqing cried in fright, her voice trembled, and her body trembled.

"Don't Kill Me"

Tears welled up in her eyes.

The arrogant momentum collapsed in an instant.

I didn't dare to look directly into Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

Bingqing lowered his head in annoyance, still feeling the murderous aura from Yang Ruoqing's body, and did not withdraw it.

Seeing Bingqing's appearance, Yang Ruoqing restrained the murderous aura on her body.

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and if you don't have the ability, you will be embarrassed."

She dropped her sword and turned to walk towards the guards.

Bingqing's own soldiers also wanted to rush over to rescue, but they were also entangled by the guards on Qi Xingyun's side.

Yang Ruoqing cast an appreciative look at the leading guard: "Enough rest, let's go on our way"

"Yes"

The leader of the guards responded, and the big guys looked at Yang Ruoqing's gaze with a hint of admiration.

Skillful, courageous, and individual.

Watching Yang Ruoqing ride away with a team of people, Bing Qing sat on the ground angrily, slapping the ground with both hands to vent his anger.

Yang Ruoqing, I hate you

The leader of the pro-soldiers rushed over and looked at the embarrassed appearance of his county lord.

"County Lord, why don't your subordinates escort you back to the city?"

He cautiously asked.

Bing Qing glared at him viciously.

"Why do you want to go back, I don't want to go back so gloomy"

She stumbled to her feet from the ground.

"Go get me a hat and a cap."

She scolded the leader of the soldiers.

The leader of the pro-soldiers hurried to prepare.

Bingqing looked at the direction where Yang Ruoqing and his party were going, and her face was hideous and distorted.

It's good that you Yang Ruoqing, you dare to shave the hair of the county lord

Wait for me to snatch Luo Fengtang over, and when the time comes, I will cut off your arms, legs and feet.

Put you in jars and soak them in medicinal wine.

Let you watch and listen to me and Luo Fengtang having fun night after night

You wait for me