Ye Jishan's swordsmanship performance is still going on——

Most of the villains have been defeated, and only two or three tough guys are left to resist stubbornly.

Xiao Mochen shouted to Ye Jianfeng:

"Uncle, what are you doing standing, hurry up and help Aunt Shan retreat from the enemy! ”

Ye Jianfeng joined the sword formation, but was dismissed by Ye Jishan:

"Astronaut give me a quick step back! It's important to protect the dream cold! ”

Ye Jianfeng retreated in front of Meng Han again-

No matter how high the kung fu is, you have to be stabbed.

After all, Ye Jishan practiced swordsmanship, not demon techniques.

Ye has been doing housework for days, and his energy and physical strength are very exertional, coupled with the disparity between the crowds.

Ye had already been exhausted later, and the rhythm of the "Luoxia" sword gradually slowed down. As soon as he didn't pay attention, he was stabbed twice in the leg-

"Miss Ye!"

"Aunt Shan!"

"Sister!" Several beautiful men exclaimed at the same time!

Ye Jianfeng, a madman who protects his sister, stepped forward like crazy to protect him.

Menghan, Xiaofan, and Wenbo also moved forward regardless of life or death.

At this critical juncture, a group of officials rushed into the gate of the courtyard-

"Protect the dream cold, Yuhang—" Shan passed out.

This peerless beauty, her life doesn't matter, what matters is to protect her husband's bloodline!

Meng Han didn't feel that his nose was sour, his eyes were red, he turned around, bit his lip, and raised his eyes to look at the sky-

Zhangzhuang, Judongmu District:

Two carriages stopped outside the gate of Zhangzhuang, and several male and female chess players and several servants were ready to go.

Zhang Xifang asked a dark-skinned man: "Jin Yangjun, are all the people here?" ”

Zhou Junliang said: "It's just Miss Cui." ”

In the distance, a little girl in a red dress and white dress was hurrying over.

"Here we are." A girl in the carriage beckoned, "Miss Cui, come here." ”

"Everyone is ready, let's go!" Zhang Xifang frowned, and said happily.

Tiezhuang, Jubei Water District:

The black-clothed and black-clad Iron Energy Spectrum, staring at the black eyes with a black face:

"What's going on with Daosheng? Three cars are not enough! Want five? My son is going to move Tiezhuang to Boron City? ”

Tie Yuanzhi salivated: "Dad, do you want your child to win chess?" ”

Tie Nengpu was stunned: "Nonsense. ”

Tie Yuanzhi laughed: "Children need inspiration!" ”

Tie Nengpu glared: "Two cars of girls are inspired?" ”

Tie Yuanzhi stuck out his tongue: "Dad won't be so stingy, right?" ”

Iron Energy Spectrum poked Tie Yuanzhi's head: "You! You! Disaster in disguise! ——”

Tie Yuanzhi shouted: "If you poke it again, it will be a hole." While pushing the iron energy spectrum into the car, "Dad, please first, and the child will arrive later." ”

Tie Yuanzhi rubbed into the last two carriages, knocked on the window and shouted to the car:

"Peach blossoms, apricots, pear blossoms, little pink, little purple and little blue, you have to serve people for me, what's going wrong, be careful of your skin!"

Junan Fire Zone Xiangzhuang:

The two carriages were ready, and the faces of the three heroes of the Xiang clan were frosty.

An Shi said to An Ping: "Big brother, Miss He is missing, four losses and one giant general, I am afraid there is no hope of winning the championship this year." ”

An Ping said: "It would be good if it really disappeared, I am afraid that Miss He will support the enemy camp." That's what makes it worse, and it adds fuel to the fire......"

An Wei said: "If people want to leave, they can't stay, accept the reality." ”

Wuyoufeng outside Gushu City, Judongmu District:

A long wooden table, flickering candlelight, tea smoke.

Under the lamp, the old man took out a picture of "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix", put it on the wooden table, and twisted his beard and said:

"This is the masterpiece of the master of flower and bird painting in the orange country, Zhu Uranium lead——"

Ling Feng shook his head.

The old man sighed, put away the picture of "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix", and took out a picture of "Autumn Mountain Flying Spring", and said:

"This is the famous work of Chang Baishan, the master of landscape painting in the world——"

Ling Feng shook his head again.

The old man was unwilling, put away the picture of "Autumn Mountain Flying Spring", groped for a long time, and then made a picture of "Zhaojun Out of the Plug", and said:

"This is the work of the current dynasty figure painting Taidouzhang Xiaoqian——"

Ling Feng still shook his head.

The old man found another picture:

"I can't even look down on this child, a nobody's picture of "The Girl in the Empty Mountain".

Ling Feng glanced at it and stretched out his hand:

"I'm going to ask for this one."

Ling Feng stared at the wild grass signature "Yu Zhengfan" on the painting, and was silent for a long time.

Yue'e asked, "Childe, what's wrong?" ”

Ling Feng shook his head and asked the old man:

"Dare to ask when the old gentleman will get this painting? Where do you get it? ”

"I can't remember the exact time, but I got it from a little girl.

She said that this painting was made by her son, and because she was shy in her pocket, she wanted to change some coils. ”

"Have you ever seen Yu Gongzi himself?"

"I haven't seen it."

"How old is the little girl?"

"Sixteen seventeen."

"What's your name?"

"The old man didn't ask in detail."

"It seems to be called something else." The girl who played blind chess said.

Chaoyang Hall of Bocheng, Juzhongtu District:

The ministers were brought, but as usual, they exchanged heads and ears:

"Will the Holy One go to court this morning?"

"It's strange that it's coming. The last time I went to court was two months ago. ”

"Lord Yang, the Holy Lord abuses you on the chessboard every day, what do you think about this?"

Xiao Chaogui, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, has bad intentions and does not smile.

"Let Lord Xiao see and laugh, the adults don't know, the saint is excellent in chess, Yang sighed to himself! Sigh to yourself! Yang Chonghuan replied indifferently.

"Are you really incomparable, or are you pretending to be incomparable? I think you also laughed at the chess world back then, and the top four men's individuals in Orange Country would be so vulnerable? ”

"It's old, it's not worth mentioning. It's a shame to say that Yang's chess strength has declined a lot recently, and it is not as good as before. ”

In the midst of ridicule, I suddenly heard a voice:

"The emperor has arrived—"

The chief eunuch shouted coolly.

It is rare that the Son of Heaven has gone to court for the first time!

The hall fell silent.

The ministers bowed their heads and knelt in greeting: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

Liu Peiyu walked up to the hall slowly, swept his eyes after sitting down, and said in a deep voice:

"Zhong Aiqing is flat!"

"Emperor Xie!"

Hanfu Lanyue Pavilion in Jingu:

"Dream Chill Run! - Ye Jishan shouted, his head trembled, his body shook—his forehead was oozing sweat, his eyes were closed, and his pale and beautiful face was slightly painful.

"Miss Ye wake up, Miss Ye wake up, Miss Ye has a nightmare?"

An anxious voice came from the mouth of a gentle man.

Ye Jishan slowly opened his eyes, raised his eyes and looked around, and the first thing that caught his eye was Han Chengxu, a high-quality young man in the current dynasty.

"Where's Menghan? Is there something wrong? Where am I? ”

Ye has been asked three times in a row, like a flying knife.

"Don't worry, girl, Meng Hanjun is fine.

His limbs were sound, not a single piece of flesh was damaged, and not a single hair was missing.

The girl is in the Humble House Lanyue Pavilion - in the next weekday residence. Han Chengxu said with a smile.