The sky was dark, and the eyes were blurry, and Liu Qingyan, who was dressed in white, undoubtedly became the last brightness. Her eyes were cold, her voice was even colder, and her whole body exuded a cold aura. invisibly told everyone to be honest in front of her, otherwise you will only be the one who suffers.

The old bustard shrank and nodded, thinking in his heart that there was a doctor in his Nanfeng Pavilion who specialized in treating Xiao Qi, should he tell him. A hand subconsciously wanted to be raised, but the pain in his mind immediately reminded him that the hand that he had carefully maintained and done the heaviest job of carrying the bowl to eat was injured, and the culprit was the person in front of him! However, the person who knows the times is Junjie, and he didn't dare to offend this person who had hurt him, so he looked at the mouth of the alley, twisted his neck again, pointed out the direction, and told her: "That ......"

Now it is obviously impossible to hold the teenager and leave.

Liu Qingyan gritted his teeth, exerted his strength, and hugged the seriously injured and unconscious teenager horizontally. The boy is fifteen or sixteen years old, but Liu Qingyan is only seventeen or eighteen years old. And both of them were very thin, except that the boy looked more like he was so thin from hunger that he was malnourished. However, there are still three catties of nails in the broken boat, if Liu Qingyan is not a person who practices martial arts, she has her own strength and tenacity, I am afraid that she will not be able to hold him.

The plague god was finally leaving, and the bustard and his five thugs were trying to get up from the ground, and they had to hurry to the doctor.

Liu Qingyan struggled to stand up straight, but suddenly turned around and glared at these people. These people were so frightened that their hands and legs weakened, and they fell back again. Liu Qingyan just wanted to tell them: "Pray he's okay!" "Otherwise, she'll only make the fate even more miserable for the few of them. Anyway, the monks can't run away from the temple, and she doesn't think that when she really wants to find them, they can escape.

As she spoke, she hugged the young man who had passed out in her arms, and walked out of the alley quickly, to find a medical center to treat him quickly.

After making sure that Liu Qingyan had already walked away and would definitely not turn around and come back to scare them, the old bustard and several of his men dared to get up again.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a voice sounded, and these people were already silent, and now they were even more frightened, and fell to the ground again.

Their first reaction was really that the person who knocked them down one by one just now was back. But it soon came back to realize that the person had indeed gone far away and would not come back. Only then did they notice that the sound was indeed coming from their side, and it was the two wooden doors of the green building next to them.

I don't know when a young man appeared by the door, and it was he who suddenly opened the two doors that startled them. And as soon as the boy opened the door, he saw so many people lying crookedly on the ground, and he was almost startled.

"Just now...... Just a few of you here? The young man looked around and searched along the alley in front of him, but there was no one else except for the few people on the ground.

On the other hand, many windows on the second and third floors of several houses were being pushed open one after another, and behind the windows, there were also two or three people standing looking this way. Of course, this is a street in Qinglou, and all of them are women. But it's all a lazy look, and it looks like if you haven't just gotten up or haven't put on makeup.

This son was too lazy to take care of these people, and after looking around, he still stared at the people in front of him. He often haunts Flower Street and Willow Lane, and this is his stronghold, although he doesn't know these people on the ground, but he is more or less familiar with them and knows their identities.

And this old bustard estimated that he had committed an occupational disease again, and as soon as he saw this son, his eyes stared at him stunned, and he was not even willing to blink his eyes. Such a handsome and attractive salary, but not lost to the plague god of Fang Cai. If there are such two top brands in his restaurant, he is not afraid that he will have to rob more than half of the business in the entire capital.

However, he was also wishful thinking, because he immediately realized that this son was not something he could imagine. He is none other than the famous idle king Xuanyuan Yichen. Knowing his identity, the old bustard was naturally thinking, what is the purpose of the idle king's question. Anyway, he definitely didn't come for them, otherwise he had been coming to this flower street for so many years, and he wouldn't have waited until now to suddenly appear to show that he was also interested in his "South Wind Pavilion".

In this way, it should be for the plague god just now. Although this prince has not really provoked, he doesn't have to think about it to know that it is definitely not something that a small person like the old bustard can afford to provoke. Not to mention that the place where the plague god hit just now is still screaming for pain, and they don't dare to provoke it again.

This account has been close a lot. If you don't make a careful calculation, I'm afraid that the whole old book will be lost.

Seeing that the bustard didn't answer for a long time, and several thugs didn't open their mouths, they didn't know how to speak, and they had an obedient attitude. Xuanyuan Yichen was a little impatient, and asked again, "What happened here just now?" He was really curious, otherwise he wouldn't have to give up the warblers and food inside, and he would have come out on this trip.

Not to mention, at this time, the two women who were originally sitting with Xuanyuan Yichen on the left and on the right also followed, and one was still standing on one side, holding Xuanyuan Yichen's arm respectively, and half of their bodies were almost close to Xuanyuan Yichen's body. Even the first and fifteenth junior high school who came out with Xuanyuan Yichen were squeezed behind by them.

Just like Fang Cai, the little boy couldn't support his body against the wall because of physical discomfort and leg and foot injuries, and the two Qinglou women were also closely attached to Xuanyuan Yichen's body, which was also similar. It's just that these two are not injured, but they look soft and boneless, which arouses infinite pity.

And all their movements are so familiar and natural, it shows that they have long been accustomed to it. Even the first and fifteenth years of junior high school should have been accustomed to seeing it for a long time, and there was no reaction at all. Not to mention Xuanyuan Yichen, follow them as they go, but they still have to get an answer from the bustard.

The old bustard broke the jar and broke, but fortunately touched his face and wiped off all the fat powder on his face. But what he didn't know was that he still had a lot of mud on his body, so he changed from Fang Cai's big red and white face to a gray and white big flower face.

The two Qinglou women had a look of disgust, but they still couldn't help laughing. If an ordinary man hears such laughter, he is afraid that everyone will be itchy and unbearable. However, none of them were ordinary men in front of them, and none of them even had any normal reactions.

A little more normal, maybe it was the old bustard, he could at least see that the two women were laughing at him. Fortunately, the rain was so heavy, and after such a short period of effort, the mud on his face was almost washed away, completely revealing his true colors. It's just that he can see it all, except for himself.

The old bustard snorted coldly in his heart, and secretly scolded that he was just selling his body, who would laugh at whom. However, in front of Xuanyuan Yichen, he definitely didn't dare to scold it seriously, but pretended to be frightened, and said with a pitiful but numb cry: "A little guy in our Nanfeng Pavilion, after receiving our money, even injured us and ran away!" Lord, you have also seen it, several of us are injured in the city like this, you have to call the shots for us! ”

Obviously, Xuanyuan Yichen himself took the initiative to appear, and if he really made the decision for them, it would be better. Even if he doesn't call the shots for them, at least they won't have more to lose. As for the plague god, looking at this posture, it is impossible to understand that he and the idle king are in the same group. Mingzhe protected himself, but the bustard chose not to say it.

Xuanyuan Yichen is not as stupid as the legend, how can he easily believe the words of an old bustard who can sell anything, even himself, "A little man, can win against so many of you, and can run away so easily?" I can't figure this out, if he is so powerful, how could he end up in your restaurant? ”

"Lord Wang, you don't know this, when he was sent over, he was scared. It's not that he woke up, we only know that he is so powerful! "What the bustard said is not a lie. How many people who were forced to become prostitutes were not aware of it in advance, and were suddenly sold to the Qinglou.

Lao Bustard's words even resonated with the two women around Xuanyuan Yichen, and it is estimated that they both recalled how they fell into the Qinglou in the first place. In front of Xuanyuan Yichen, they even had red eyes, and they wiped their eyes with the silk handkerchief in their hands.

Xuanyuan Yichen realized that for so long, he was just enjoying the "happiness" in the Qinglou, but he didn't know the suffering behind these people. Moreover, the bustard's words sound quite like that. However, no matter how "ridiculous" he is, he doesn't want to be the master of a prostitution parlor, and then harm other people's families.

However, I always felt a little strange in my heart. He was inside, although he was at the table, with so many guests and girls toasting and drinking, and the sound of drums was endless. But suddenly, he seemed to hear Liu Qingyan's voice, and his heart was full of doubts, and he couldn't believe that it was really Liu Qingyan. Not to mention that in the past three months, Liu Qingyan has basically never left the palace, let alone even if she wants to leave, it is impossible for her to come to such a place.