This little beggar's sentence was really thunder in the clear sky, and it hit everyone's hearts hard all of a sudden, and many people recalled it carefully, it was true that they had never seen this guard chief, could it be ......

As for the conjecture they follow, it is that people are different from each other, and there are a hundred kinds of red.

The purple-clothed maid was about to speak, and the curtain of the carriage was suddenly opened, and Qi Yingying's gorgeous face poked out, causing the people around her to exclaim.

"It's really stuffy in the carriage, what's the matter, why is it so noisy?"

She clasped her hands, stood on the carriage, her eyebrows were raised high, she was already gorgeous, there was a wanton vigor between her eyebrows, her hair was half tied, her scattered hair was braided with a small strand, a red rope wiped her forehead added a lot of exotic style, she was dressed in a strong suit, not like a doctor, but like a female general.

"Miss, why did you come out! Oh my God, how did you take off your cloak! ”

The purple-clothed maid had a speechless expression on her face, stepped into the carriage in three or two steps, rushed into the carriage, took out a fairy cloak, and covered Qi Yingying's body.

Qi Yingying's face collapsed, and she jumped out of the carriage with smart movements.

"Alas, Miss, Miss!!"

The purple-clothed maid seemed to be so angry that she forgot to catch up, and stood on the carriage and stomped her feet for a while.

This change instantly attracted the attention of the people around him, and the little beggar seemed to be very dissatisfied with everyone's attention being drawn, and he held on to the wooden stick and knocked the ground.

The little beggar said, "Miss Doctor, aren't you in a hurry to enter the city?" ”

Qi Yingying glanced at the little beggar and said, "It's your business." ”

The purple-clothed maid was instantly ignited when she heard her voice, "Miss! Why are you talking nonsense again, how can a girl's family say such vulgar words! The master will be angry when he finds out! ”

"If you don't say how my father will know, Ziqiu, don't sue me behind your back! I'll ...... if I let me know."

Qi Yingying clenched her pink fist and raised it, threatening, Ziqiu's face was no longer speechless, she was helpless, she took the cloak and sighed.

The little beggar was really upset at this time, and he knocked on the ground several times, as if he felt that it was useless to start with the doctor, and turned to look at the captain of the guard.

Although this little episode has made many people vent a lot of anger that has just been brought up, there are still many people who are still looking at the guard chief, as if waiting for the guard chief's explanation.

The captain of the guard just pulled the corners of his mouth without smiling, without any hint of explanation.

Naturally, some people couldn't bear it, and a burly middle-aged man walked up to the crowd angrily and asked sharply, "How to get this pass." ”

That posture didn't seem to be asking, but asking the captain of the guard to hand over the order.

The captain of the guard only glanced at him slightly, and then looked away as if he had seen something dirty.

The middle-aged man was ignored like this, how could he bear it, his face was so angry that his muscles were bruised, and before everyone could react, he swung a heavy fist towards the face of the guard chief.

But in the blink of an eye, everyone fell silent.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in disbelief, his fist-clenched hand was still raised, but his other hand trembled and touched his neck.

The dark red blood had already stained most of his clothes, and before he could say a word, he fell to the ground.

His burly body smashed up a puff of dust, and the smell of blood in the air irritated everyone.

The guard grew his sword very quickly, and the tail of Ming Iris's eyebrows moved, and there was a faint blood on the blade of the sword in his sight.

She pulled the grass behind her.

"Little... Young master, he, he, he really did it. ”

Ming Kite hummed lightly, and Xiao Cao Fox glanced at Ming Kite suspiciously, "Isn't the young master afraid?" ”

"Why be afraid?"

The song kite fell and looked at no sadness, no joy, no anger and no fear, Xiaocao was suddenly asked, Xiaocao thought, yes, have they done anything wrong, why should they be afraid, besides, they will not rush impulsively.

If Ming Kite can know Xiaocao's heart, she will definitely press her eyebrows, indicating that she does not mean the same thing at all.

There was still a dead silence in the crowd, and the little beggar seemed to be frightened by the incident, and did not even open his mouth to stir up the crowd.

The guard snorted coldly, withdrew his sword, and lowered his head to look at the middle-aged man.

In an instant, a chill rushed straight at him, and he quickly pulled out his sword and instinctively slashed forward.

"Damn, so powerful?"

"Miss!! How did you make a move!! ”

Two female voices rang out at the same time, one surprised and the other angry.

I saw Qi Yingying pull back the silver chain with her right hand, and the front part of the silver chain was a pitch-black ancient knife, the blade was only two feet long, and a bright ruby was embedded in the handle.

"What's the matter, you want to leave when you kill someone, isn't it?"

Qi Yingying picked up the knife, raised her eyebrows, and asked sharply. Ziqiu had already jumped down from the carriage and rushed to Qi Yingying's face, speaking very quickly.

"Miss, the master said that you can't mess around, why are you so impulsive, if you let the sect master know, you will be punished again......"

Qi Yingying plucked out her ears, then closed her fingers together, and wiped it on Ziqiu's mouth very quickly, and Ziqiu's voice stopped abruptly.

Qi Yingying patted Ziqiu's shoulder, "I'll untie it in a while!" ”

Then she swung her sword, and a blue-green light slammed down on the captain of the guard.

The crowd of onlookers saw this battle, how dare they stay, and hurriedly dispersed, the little beggar mixed in the crowd, and disappeared after a while, Ming Kite glanced at it, withdrew his gaze, and retreated to the side.

"Girl, you are not an opponent under the order, and you are also acting on orders, if the girl repeatedly provokes, don't blame you for being polite."

"Less, this girl has to enter this city today!"

Between the two sentences, I saw Qi Yingying swing out a few more sword lights, but the guard chief did not panic, pressing the hilt of the sword with one hand, and pushing forward with the five fingers of the other hand and the palm of the other.

Boom!

The sword light was blocked by the transparent barrier.

Qi Yingying raised her eyebrows and said, "A little ability!" ”

I saw her hand holding the knife turn around, and the silver chain was wrapped around her wrist, Qi Yingying jumped up, and slashed at the guard chief with the knife.

It was too late, but the kite smacked lightly, and she kicked a few stones with her hands, and then kicked them, and the pebbles ran like lightning towards the knees and wrists of the guard.

The stone didn't carry any spiritual power, but it was the most ordinary stone, and the guard chief naturally didn't notice it, and he was caught off guard all of a sudden, stumbling, and the spiritual power on his palm also dispersed.

He reacted extremely quickly, and the hand that pressed the hilt of the sword pulled out the saber directly, blocking Qi Yingying's ancient knife in an instant, he turned his head, but the spiritual power on the ancient knife still wiped his face.

A few drops of blood slid along his face into his neckline, Qi Yingying leaned back, borrowed force in the air, turned over and fell to the ground, and the guard chief was about to fight back.

Two smacks.

His heart jumped, and he kicked the ground with all his might, and retreated three feet away, a few small pebbles embedded in the position where he had just stood, and a trace of surprise flashed on the guard leader's expression.

Qi Yingying naturally saw it.

The two of them looked in unison in the direction where the pebbles were flying.