Rare late returns, 10,000 people, empty alleys are still waiting at the door, seeing the return of the proprietress, this is the big stone in my heart. Pushing open the door, it was neatly there, gobbling up one by one, and the behavior was extremely exaggerated, and the authentic captives looked like they were being abused. Lian Hongchen's hands and feet are very fast, as soon as their front feet are scattered, they let go of people with their back feet, but they don't know that these slippery heads escaped by themselves.

"Yo, the boss lady is done?" Shi Jingchen said something indecent, stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and was like a pug. "Get out of the way, get out of the way." Lang Yuan didn't have a good airway, and he couldn't get angry when he thought of the stinky boy and Lian Hongchen and Lian Hongchen not knowing if anything indescribable had happened. didn't tie him up and beat him violently, which was considered merciful. "Who's that kid?" Three people are missing, how can they come back and become four? A mouthful full of food, a smirk, stupid and cute.

"Who else, isn't it the disciple of the Qingcheng Sect who disappeared mysteriously?" As soon as Su Qianqian's voice fell, she heard Zhong Moling's voice: "Senior Brother Liu Fan? "Everybody came out." Fan'er, where did you go? What nonsense. "Uncle Lianzi hugged warmly, but people didn't appreciate it, and when he dodged, he threw himself into the air." How did you end up with them? Uncle Lianzi said solemnly. Su Qianqian couldn't get used to their appearance the most, and said with a dark face: "Stinky old man, what do you mean?" ”

Shu Lianzi didn't want to entangle with everyone in the Sifang Inn, so he changed the topic and said, "It's good to come back, Mo Ling, get ready, we will leave for the mountain tomorrow morning." "Why is Uncle Shi in such a hurry? I'd like to stay here longer! Liu Fan was holding the steamed bun with a displeased look on his face. Monkey business! Believe it or not, I asked your master to lock you up" Shu Lianzi's words were stern, but he could still see his affection for this disciple. Called Uncle Lianzi, Uncle Lianzi, who thought that this person was the apprentice of Bo Hengzi or Zhong Qingzi, and he did have the capital to blackmail the Qingcheng faction, and Lian Hongchen deserved to be an old Jianghu.

Liu Fan didn't want to go back, and his eyes rolled and he openly framed me: "Then what about their kidnapping of me?" Never mind? "The sudden identification of the killer was unexpected. Shu Lianzi immediately attacked: "Okay, divine doctor! The old man still had a trace of respect for you, but you pretended to be, disobeyed the yang and the yin, and denied it. What else do you have to quibble about? Shu Lianzi almost drew his long sword, and the air was filled with the smell of gunsmoke.

"You stinky boy, ungrateful!" Su Qianqian angrily reached out to twist her ears again, Zhong Moling drew her sword and slashed, if it weren't for the shadow hand knife quickly, I was afraid that one hand would not be protected. "Your Qingcheng faction is simply unreasonable!" Su Qianqian couldn't bear it anymore, and even if her skills hadn't fully recovered, she couldn't help but want to scold them. grabbed the chopsticks and threw them, Shu Lianzi only waved his hand lightly, and all of them were nailed to the wooden stake. "Look for death!" Shu Lianzi was also completely enraged, and Songyang waved his palm, although he didn't hit Su Qianqian, he also broke the wooden table.

"How can it be!" The shadow's anger broke through the critical point, and the palm of his hand was half raised, and he didn't know which bold person dared to cut at her, and he flew away several feet with just one palm, vomiting blood three liters. "You dare to hurt my apprentice?" Shu Lianzi couldn't hold back any longer, the Great Day Songyang Sword waved, and the sword wind directly swept the tables and stools to both sides, opening a avenue. The Blood Shadow Rakshasa is not a general, the knife hand attacked, and the thirteen blood palm prints were overwhelming, and the cycle repeated. The Qingcheng disciples countered each other with their swords, but in vain, they couldn't even catch a palm.

Ten thousand people, one point in the empty alley is exquisite, one flying knife is not missing, and the Qingcheng faction is overwhelming, and it is finally vulnerable. Lang Yuan didn't know when he came to the counter, picked up the abacus and crackled and knocked, this five taels, that ten taels, approached while calculating, hooked his hand and kicked, the abacus Hulun, and the shadow kicked Shu Lianzi out of the door with one kick. "Why don't you get out of here? Wait for me to settle accounts with you again? Lang Yuan roared and trembled his abacus.

The defeat has been decided, and Shu Lianzi can only leave if he is reluctant, leaving a bad word: "This account, our Qingcheng faction will ask you for it sooner or later!" Ten thousand people couldn't listen to such cruel words, so they took off their shoes and smashed them in the old man's face, Shu Lianzi dodged quickly, and happened to hit Zhong Moling by accident, "If you don't believe it, I'll shave you again?" "Empty alley also took off a shoe and threatened. Shu Lianzi didn't know that the two mediocre shopkeepers were also skilled, and they were really hidden dragons and crouching tigers, Zhong Moling said in a low voice: "Master, these two are the wind and clouds and fire and thunder of the Black Wind Village back then, and they are not easy to deal with." Shu Lianzi was shocked, how could he have suffered a dumb loss this time.

Lang Yuan didn't bother to look at them, turned around and shook his sleeves and said, "Close the door, close!" "Seeing that the sky is about to dawn, it's still too late to catch up on sleep. There is no other place to stay in Qixing Town except for the inn in Langyuan, and the Qingcheng faction can only sleep on the street tonight. In the chaos, Liu Fan disappeared again, and the little rabbit cub deliberately created chaos so that he could escape alone.

"Pretty good, huh?" Lang Yuan looked at Shi Jingchen and wanted to kick his feet, and he didn't forget to eat at this moment, "Eat and eat, you know that you will eat endlessly." "I said what's the matter with you two, we are fighting in front, and you two big men are hiding behind, is there anything like you?" Su Qianqian helped to build a cavity. After all, Shi Jingchen and Gu Jiantang are from Fulong Villa, and sooner or later they will have to negotiate with the Qingcheng faction, so it is really not appropriate to have a bad relationship. Shi Jingchen said with a smile: "With you here, if we make another move, we will lose your identity." ”

Lang Yuan threw away a roll of her eyes, she naturally knew their thoughts. I wanted to go upstairs to rest, but I was stopped by Shi Jingchen: "Wait, the boss lady asks you something." How can that Honghong have your 'three-step dream'? I was just a careless trick. "Lang Yuan's footsteps are stagnant, confused, the power of the three-step dream is not enough to say, how to practice Hongchen?" No, how do you know I have a 'three-step dream'? Shi Jingchen knew that the matter of "three-step dream" was even more suspicious, he had used it at that time, but in the end, he was hit by an oolong, and it must have been her words sometimes. Before Lang Yuan could grab him and question, the person had already disappeared.

"What's going on?" Shadow asked curiously, there must be a long story here. Lang Yuan finally figured everything out and shouted, "Is it her? She is actually practicing Hongchen, no wonder she looks so familiar. "Everyone is even more confused, Lang Yuan always says things that don't make sense." Let's all disperse, get up early tomorrow and start work! She finally understood why Lian Hongchen had been holding on to the spicy flowers of the prostitution, I am afraid that over the years, many evil things on her head have been done by Lian Hongchen, and the "prostitution" Yan Sanniang is her real enemy.

The farce between the Qingcheng faction and the Red Dust Fairy has just turned over, I thought it could be quieter, but I didn't expect it to just steal half a day's leisure, and Lang Yuan has been pestering. Chasing and questioning fiercely, Shi Jingchen made many excuses, one after another, contradicting himself before and after, and there were no ghosts. Lang Yuan thought about not using it again, "three-step dream", this stinky boy would not explain obediently.

Before the wine jug was ready, five women came to meet him, the leading woman was wearing a sapphire blue dress, beautiful but not glamorous, followed by four masked women, the white scarf was embroidered with Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum in turn, all holding long swords, looking not easy to mess with. Jian Tang came out with the account book in his hand, and said, "The boss lady has miscalculated this account." But when she looked up, she couldn't see everyone looking at her, and there were familiar faces among them, and she was just about to turn away, but a pear blossom wood scabbard was blocked in front of her and nailed to the door frame.

"Who are you? What are you going to do? Su Qianqian saw that they were not good, so she left the guy in her hand and stepped forward to question. The leader ignored her and walked straight to Gu Jiantang: "Jiantang, where do you want to go?" A hint of strangeness flashed in Lang Yuan's eyes, and he knew it. Jiantang has seen Sister Yingsong! Gu Jiantang almost forgot that when Jingchen was in crisis that day, it was his Black Eagle who sent a letter to inform his aunt, although he later said that everything was fine, but he didn't expect them to come.

Yingsong, the big butler of Fulong Villa, Furong swordsmanship is deeply passed on by Mrs. Shi, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called "Furong Swordsman", with a transcendent status, so it seems that behind her are the four maids of Fulong Villa. Ying Song said with a serious face: "If it weren't for the Black Eagle to lead the way, we would still be circling around Ehuangling, and we would receive the punishment ourselves after returning to the village." Where is the young master? We are on Madame's orders to bring the young master back today. Yingsong often accompanies Mrs. Shi, and speaks in the same tough tone, which cannot be refused. Shi and Gu respect her no less than Mrs. Shi. "Who are you, as soon as you enter the door, you will ......" "Qianqian, go make tea and entertain guests!" Lang Yuan stiffly interrupted Su Qianqian's words, this little girl doesn't know the height of the sky, don't have another conflict after a while, she doesn't want to grudge with Fulong Villa again.

"Qianqian, you go make a pot of tea first." Gu Jiantang rarely opened his mouth to command, took off the scabbard and offered it respectfully, and then said, "He's not here now, I'm bothering Sister Yingsong to sit for a while." When the shadow heard the movement, he became curious and quickly went downstairs, what is this? Lang Yuan looked at him again and again, signaling not to move. Said Cao Cao Cao arrived, Qianqian just came over with a teapot, Shi Jingchen was carrying a handful of chicken and duck fresh meat, just stepped into the threshold, saw so many familiar backs, and braked sharply, everything fell freely. The first reaction was to run away, but the four maids moved faster, and the long swords were folded into a net, blocking the door.

"The subordinates have seen the young master!" The four maids at one end were already difficult, but I didn't expect Yingsong to come in person. "Young master, you have been away from home for two months, and Madame misses you very much, so she specially asked me to pick you up." Saying that, the slender hand was already on Shi Jingchen's shoulder, and it was impossible to escape. "Young Master? You ......" Su Qianqian frowned slightly and asked, "What do you do at home?" ”

"This is the young master of Fulong Villa, our young master." Mei Xiang replied. Su Qianqian never thought that Shi Jingchen would have a great future, and looked at Gu Jiantang again, "You have known each other for a long time, so who are you?" Lan Xiang replied: "This is the young master of our villa. Su Qianqian's three views collapsed in an instant, and she had a feeling of being deeply deceived, but in fact, it had nothing to do with her, but she felt uncomfortable.

"No, it's good here." Shi Jingchen made a temperament, sat on the threshold with his ass, and just relied on it. He has a good plan, and Yingsong also has a ladder over the wall. Asked, "Who is the owner of this shop?" "It's just giving up. I wonder what the girl commanded? Lang Yuan greeted him with a smile, I am afraid that today's matter is not an ordinary trouble, only to abandon the car to protect the handsome.

"You are presumptuous!" Ying Song suddenly became difficult, his eyes changed greatly, as if he wanted to devour Lang Yuan alive, "My young master of Fulong Villa was actually called by you to run the hall, how many dares do you dare to do this?" "Lang Yuan is not talented, the only bitter gall! The guy in our store has always been willing for you, he is willing to help, I am willing to use, why not? The conversation turned around, hoping that Lang Yuan would protect him as before. It's a pity that Yingsong still has a big move, and Lang Yuan must be unable to parry.

Sure enough, Ying Song took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, which should be no less than five thousand taels. Lang Yuan is so obsessed with money, how can he not be tempted? But he still pretended to ask, "What do you mean by that?" "Originally, I was going to demolish your inn, but you're right, you're just an employment relationship. This money should be regarded as a little compensation for the dismissal of our young master. Ying Song handed over the silver ticket. Lang Yuan's eyes were shining with golden light, and his hand was still an inch away from the silver ticket, but he didn't know that the shadow waved his long sleeves and swept Lang Yuan behind him. The sleeve wind blows the holes, it seems to be simple, but in fact there are several changes, the small inn has such a master, Yingsong is very admired. Rather than admiring, it is better to be wary.

"Fulong Villa is rich and rich, it's really amazing!" The shadow said with displeasure on her face, "Girl, I see that you are arrogant and have to find the right place, in my sister's inn, no one can be arrogant except me!" "The shadow is worthy of being a big boss, full of majesty, this hard-hitting drama, the ending is unpredictable.

"I admit that you may have some ability, but if I don't have arrogant capital, I won't stand here." The war between the two women is about to break out, and there is only one fuse missing. Lang Yuan thought about it, and it was her inn that would suffer later, and suddenly got between the two, took the silver ticket, and said, "Sister, don't make trouble." As soon as he pushed away the shadow, he smiled at Ying Song again, "Thank you for your silver ticket, take it away." "The unguarded ending is like a basin of cold water poured down, extinguishing the war and cooling someone's heart.

"Young master, people don't need you anymore, you can go home, right?" Ying Song urged. Shi Jingchen was really unwilling, and glanced at Lang Yuan, as if to say: You are so ruthless, you don't think about it at all. Lang Yuan shook off the silver ticket, as if in response: I'm sorry, or silver is more tempting.

"Young Master!" Ying Song urged again. "Got it, wait! I'll go pack my bags. "There is no point in delaying time, and after being signaled by Yingsong, Mei Xiang followed in." Bang", Mei Xiang was locked out of the door, there was no secret passage in the house, and Shi Jingchen had only one way to obediently obey. He didn't want to escape, he did have an urgent bag to pack.

After a cup of tea, Shi Jingchen finally came out, but he was empty-handed. Said helplessly: "I forgot that I was out of the house, and I have nothing to clean up." He smiled meaningfully as he walked past Lang Yuan. Mei Xiang is clever, sneaked into Shi Jingchen's room and checked it, there was nothing unusual, and the reply to Ying Song was naturally just shaking his head. There is no solemn goodbye, and there is no reluctant plot, everything is so hasty and bland. I don't know when we will meet again today? But Shi Jingchen knew that that day would not be long.