Xiangma took two steps forward, wanting to reach out and touch Sima Wansheng's face.

Sima Guansheng was forced to take a few steps backwards, she quickly pulled out a feather arrow from the quiver in Ling's mother's hand, pulled the bow and wound it, and stared at the group of ringing horses in front of her.

She shouted loudly without fear: "Don't come here, or you won't blame me for being polite." ”

"Haha! The little lady is spicy enough, the owner of the village likes it, you are born so beautiful and moonlight, don't you go back with the owner of the village to be the lady of the village, isn't it...... What celestial things? The leading ringing horse, carrying the blood-dripping broadsword, approached her step by step, laughing all the time.

"Brutal Celestial Creatures!" Hibiki Mazi, who was not far away, added.

"Stop, don't come." She stepped back and shouted again in a commanding tone.

The head of the horse was indifferent and continued to approach forward.

She tightened her bowstring, and as soon as she let go of her hand, her feathered arrows flew towards the Adam's apple of the ringing horse.

Hibiki Mako's head reacted quickly, his head tilted to one side, and the feathered arrow "passed by" the side of his neck, shooting one of his men behind him.

The man clutched his feathered arrows and fell to the ground screaming.

Hearing the sound, the head of the horse looked back, turned around and sneered: "The little lady can do it!" This kind of skill can sing with the husband and wife of the village. Wonderful, wonderful. ”

Taking advantage of the fierce and vicious sound of Ma Zi to speak, Sima Guansheng took two more feather arrows, pulled the bow and wound it, and shot it out again. The head of the horse waved the big knife in his hand, blocked left and right, and the two feathered arrows were bounced out.

Sima Guansheng wanted to pull the bow again, but who knew that the horse's head was like a fly, and it was in front of her in an instant, snatching the bow in her hand, and the thick palm had already choked Sima Guansheng's neck.

"You hateful ringing horse, let go of my girl......" Ling's mother was heartbroken, threw away the quiver in her hand, and kept tearing the head of the ringing horse.

Xiang Mazi kicked his head and feet, and Ling's mother was kicked a few steps away and fell to the ground.

The big knife in his other hand thrust hard into the soil beside him, and he freed his hand to caress Sima Guansheng's tender and fair face.

Sima Guansheng wanted to scream, but he couldn't scream, his neck was tightly held by the head of the ringing horse, and it was extremely difficult to even breathe.

"The woman raised in the mansion is different, this little face is smooth and tender, it really looks like a freshly peeled egg, I really can't wait to take a bite." Xiang Ma Zi stared at Sima Guansheng with a squinting expression and said. With that, he stretched out his wide and thick tongue, as if to lick Sima Guansheng's tender and fair face.

Sima Guansheng's hands tightly protected his neck, and hurriedly stretched out to the head of Xiangmazi, hugged his head tightly, and resisted with all his strength.

At the last moment, a dark figure leaped down from the top of the mountain, wielding a long sword that shone with dazzling light.

I saw him dancing between the heads of the ringing horses, and when he stopped collecting his sword, all the ringing horses fell in unison.

He turned his back to Sima Guansheng and the others, and there was a compelling cold air on his body. The sword in his hand was stained red with blood, and the blood dripped down the blade.

He didn't turn around, and said coldly, "Let her go." There was murder in the words.

Hearing the sound, the head of the horse let go of Sima Guansheng. He turned around and saw his brother lying on the ground, and his muscles were so angry that he drew his big knife from the ground and screamed and slashed at the man's back.

At this moment, Sima Guansheng was coughing violently with her throat covered, if she was half a minute late, she suspected that she was really going to see the king of Hades. Mother Ling also covered her waist and got up from the ground with difficulty. walked to Sima Guansheng's side and cared about whether she was okay.

The man in black jumped lightly, waved the sword in his hand, and turned sharply. The movement was so fast that before I could see it clearly, the head of the horse had already fallen to the ground.

Until this moment, Sima Guansheng hadn't seen the man's face clearly.

A shorter man walked out of his arms, took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to the man in black. The man in black took the handkerchief, wiped the bloody sword clean, put it back in its scabbard, and walked away.

Sima Guansheng hurriedly shouted: "Childe, please stay, thank you Childe for saving your life!" May I ask my son's surname, where does he live? The little woman will come to the door one day to thank you. ”

The man in black stopped and said coldly: "It's hard work, why worry about it." "Let's go ahead and move on.

"Childe, I am the second girl of the Yin Sima Qu family in Luoyang Mansion, Sima Guansheng ......"

When the man in black heard this, he stopped and sneered, "Hehe! Yin of Luoyang Mansion, I knew that you were from the Yin family of Luoyang Mansion, and I really didn't want to save it. It's good to do it yourself, and it will be indefinite. ”

With that, the man in black led his entourage, jumped on his horse and left.

These words made Sima Guansheng hear it in a fog.

This man in black is none other than Chu Nanxuan from the Hussar General's Mansion. It makes sense that he could say something like that.

This place is not suitable for a long time, Sima Guansheng didn't think about it, and found Ling Wencheng hiding behind the boulder, Ling Wencheng was already so frightened that he couldn't do it, Sima Guansheng and Ling's mother struggled to help him up.

Ling Wencheng muttered incoherently, "Guan Sheng...... You...... Ringing Horses...... You're so skilled, my uncle underestimated you. ”

Sima Wansheng was silent, and with a wry smile, he helped the timid Ling Wencheng back into the carriage.

Bihua was still hiding by the carriage, huddled with her head in her hands, her whole body trembling.

Seeing this, Sima Guansheng shook his head with a smile, helped her to sit down on the throne, and said softly: "Xiangmazi is dead, it's okay." ”

"Second girl, slave maid is useless......"

"Okay, they are all laymen, life and death are at the moment, I am afraid that it is taken for granted. Ants still steal life, let alone people? Mother Ling, let's go! Hurry up. With that, Sima Guansheng bowed his head and got into the carriage.

Mother Ling looked at the coachman lying on the ground, and wondered: "Second girl, this coachman?" ”

"Mother Ling, why don't I drive?" Bihua wanted to make up for it, so she took the initiative to ask for help.

Ling's mother was about to say yes, but was interrupted by Sima Guansheng's words, "This kind of rough work is more appropriate for men to do." Mother Ling, you ask Zhengwu to come over and drive. "She actually pities the fragrance and pities the jade.

Ling's mother responded and called Zhengwu to drive. The carriage moved forward and continued in the direction of Yongzhou.

After that, the road was very smooth, and after a long journey, they finally arrived in Yongzhou safely and returned to Lingfu.

The carriage stopped in front of Ling's mansion, and Ling Wencheng walked down from the carriage with the brocade box in his arms. yelled at the entourage who followed him to Luoyang outside the carriage: "Why don't you go and inform the old lady and the lady that Miss Biao has arrived at the door." ”

"Yes, the minion will go." The manservant responded, hurriedly knocked on the door of Ling's mansion, and went to inform Old Madam Ling and Mrs. Ling Wencheng.

Mother Ling helped Sima Guansheng get out of the carriage, it was very prosperous here, and the shouting and selling were endless. Strange streets, strange faces, everything is unfamiliar. The only thing that made her feel familiar was the word "Ling Mansion" on the gate of the Ling family.

I don't know why, when she saw these two words, she just felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"My back hurts, my bones are about to fall apart, and I'm finally home, so I have to take a hot and medicated bath to relieve my fatigue." Ling Wencheng shook his head, and his neck creaked, "Guan Sheng, let's go!" Your grandmother has been so happy since she heard that you are coming, so go and help her get rid of her demons!" ”

Sima Wansheng smiled all over his face, didn't say much, and followed closely behind Ling Wencheng towards the mansion.

The Ling Mansion was not inferior to the Sima Mansion, and was even much more majestic and magnificent, with the area alone being twice as large. The corridors are staggered, the sound of water is murmuring, and the flowers and trees are thriving, and the moment you enter the door, it makes people feel refreshed and happy, as if you are in an outdoor paradise.

The maids and ladies were shuttling around the courtyard, and when they saw Ling Wencheng coming back, they saluted respectfully, and Ling Wencheng smiled and introduced Sima Guansheng to those servants.

The last time Sima Guansheng came to Ling Mansion was probably five or six years ago! It is also reasonable that these subordinates do not know her.

Some older mothers-in-law, when they saw Ling's mother, they all showed joy as if they had seen an old friend. Ling's mother was originally a servant of the Ling family, and these were indeed old people to her.

Sima Guansheng saw the reason, and deliberately let Ling's mother go to catch up with those old people, leaving Bihua to serve by his side.

She followed closely behind Ling Wencheng, afraid that she would be left alone if she was not careful, this Ling Mansion was unfamiliar to her, and she really couldn't find the southeast and northwest if she was left alone.

But if you're really afraid, you'll come to whatever you want.

Outside Ling Wencheng's residence, Ling Wencheng casually summoned a maid and instructed the maid to lead Sima Guansheng to see Mrs. Ling, and he hugged the mother who sent the child, regardless of Sima Guansheng's complaints, and walked towards his courtyard.

He wants to share the good news of this "son-off" with his wife as soon as possible, how can he have the heart to deal with Sima Guansheng again.

"Uncle? Uncle? Sima Guansheng was very displeased.

She frowned, and muttered secretly in her heart: How can there be such an unreliable uncle, isn't this just crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, unloading the mill and killing the donkey? Just these few steps, don't want to walk more?

The maid who led the way said, "Miss Cousin, you come with the slave maid." ”

Sima Guansheng's master and servant followed the maid through the corridors and walked towards the old lady Ling's residence.

Old Madam Ling was already at the gate of the courtyard to greet her, and when she saw her coming from afar, she stepped forward quickly to greet her.

"Guan Sheng has seen his grandmother, grandmother, well!" Sima Guansheng smiled and saluted Old Madam Ling.

Old Madam Ling hurriedly helped her up, grabbed her jade hands tightly, and looked at her in front of her with a smile. Reaching out to caress her fair and smooth cheeks, there were ripples of excitement and happiness in her eyes.

"My Sheng'er has grown up, and she looks so slim, as delicate and beautiful as a hibiscus out of water. Like your mother, the head of the mantis is eyebrows, and the smile is smiling, and it is time to smile if you know it under Wenqin Quan. ”

Ling Wenqin, Sima Guansheng's biological mother, and the eldest daughter of Mrs. Ling.

"Grandmother, Guan Sheng misses you so much." Sima Guansheng's eyes also rippled, and he couldn't help but throw himself into Mrs. Ling's arms and hugged Mrs. Ling tightly.

Old Madam Ling's face, which resembled her mother, made her feel sad.

Although she has never seen Ling Wenqin, Ling's mother has a portrait of Ling Wenqin, and she often takes it out to relieve her love.