"I've seen Lang Jun."

Cao Ying and Yi Niang knelt down again.

"No need to be polite." Yang Xuan felt that he was the head of the grass platform team mentioned in the scroll, and there were two kittens in front of him.

Cao Ying got up, stroked her beard and said, "Lang Jun, I'm afraid the word rebellion is a little inappropriate. ”

Yi Niang nodded, frowning and covering her chest, "Lang Jun is Zhengshuo, that old dog father and son are crowned by monkeys!" ”

The two pondered for a long time, Cao Ying twisted off a few beards, and Yi Niang held her heart, regardless of the pain......

"Or ......"

"Or ......"

The two argued for a while, and Yi Niang was angry, "You dare to say that you are a wise man, shame!" ”

Cao Ying smiled and stroked her beard, "Back then, the filial piety emperor once praised the old man. ”

Yang Xuan pressed his hand, and when the two of them looked over, he said, "Rebel!" ”

Seeing that the two were surprised, Yang Xuan got up and went to the toilet, and a faint voice came: "The name is right!" ”

"Wonderful!" Cao Ying said with a righteous face: "Filial piety to the emperor was unknown back then, this Li Yuan father and son were crowned by monkeys, stealing the ninety-five...... In this way, Langjun raised troops in the name of honoring the emperor's heirs, which is justified. ”

In the latrine, Yang Xuan sighed: "I still have a lot here, what Mo Dao stone man has one eye, the sky is dead...... What inexplicable. Suzaku, Suzaku ......"

But what kind of soldiers are you raising now? Three people, plus a horse, all the industries are 30% of the shares of Wonju Ramen. The poorest rebellion in history, Yang Xuan called the second, and no one dared to call it the first.

Lay the foundation!

Yang Xuan was squatting in the pit and thinking.

At breakfast, Cao Ying and the others were obviously more respectful to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was eating, and Cao Ying was standing on the side, reading with Yang Luo's book.

"When I learned that Lang Jun had entered the Guozi Prison, I was very drunk."

Yang Luo hasn't drunk alcohol for fifteen years, this is an attack of alcohol addiction, right?

Yang Xuan ate a piece of mutton and felt a little old.

"It's very appropriate to be an official, but now we have a shallow foundation, and if we suddenly make trouble, we are asking for hardship."

"In this way, you should do your best to assist Lang Jun in Chang'an City, but if anyone has a different heart or is disrespectful to Lang Jun, I, Yang Luo, swear here, I will kill his whole family in my life!"

kills the whole family at every turn, and it is really Yang Luo's style.

"Three directions." Yang Xuan also pondered for a long time, "Zuo Xiang, Wang's family, Guozijian." But the most important thing is...... Iron has to be hard. ”

Cao Ying praised: "Lang Jun is high. But today is a big day, but do you want to celebrate? ”

Yang Xuan was silent for a long time.

"So, kill someone."

……

Tonight the moon is dark and the wind is high.

"The old man has a poem."

In the dark alley, Cao Ying held a wine bag, poured a sip violently, and prepared to recite poetry with her hands.

In the shadow behind, Yi Niang said in a dark voice: "Don't invite the ghosts." ”

Cao Ying's poetry was interrupted, and she pondered the half sentence as if she was constipated.

And Yi Niang was silently looking at the sky.

Why did Lang Jun ask us to kill people?

and designated the leader of the guards who wanted to kill He Huan.

I don't understand!

The horse's hooves clattered, and someone came.

Yi Niang disappeared into the darkness.

Cao Ying in front of her stretched out her hand and grabbed her throat, leaning against the wall and vomiting wildly.

A ride came slowly.

On horseback was Yuan Qing, the leader of the He clan's guards.

After He Huan was severely beaten by He Jincheng, the atmosphere at home was relatively gloomy. He Huan didn't go out, and Yuan Qing's affairs were much less. Today, he and a few old friends gathered in Pingkangfang, drank a lot of wine, and only came back slowly.

Ahead, a drunk man is vomiting.

It stinks!

Yuan Qing frowned and scolded in a low voice: "Cheap dog slave! ”

Anyone who encounters a drunk will not be happy, Yuan Qing burped, sped his horse faster, and prepared to pass quickly.

When he was about to parallel to the drunk, the drunkard put his hands on the wall, and the whole person flew upside down, with his fists in front of him, and his eyes were faintly reflective, how could he be half drunk?

Yuan Qing's reaction was not unpleasant, as soon as he kicked his feet, the whole person rose into the air, his hands turned into claws, and he grabbed it in the air.

Bang!

The two sides were separated at the touch of a button, and Yuan Qing tried to find that the opponent's strength was not as good as his own, and he couldn't help laughing: "Is this here to send him to death?" ”

Like a big bird, he chased after the retreating drunks.

On the side, a young girl was sitting outside the house, thinking about her heart with her hands on her cheeks, and when she heard the sound of fluttering clothes, she looked up and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Come out and see the gods!"

Yuan Qing glanced at the girl in mid-air, and the residual alcohol made his heart flutter.

He kicked his right foot against the wall, and the whole person accelerated forward.

Ahead is the back of a drunkard.

Die!

Yuan Qing breathed inside, and his right fist rushed towards the drunkard's back.

The drunken ghost flew violently to the left, and Yuan Qing chased after him.

The drunk suddenly turned around and struck hard with his right fist.

Two fists meet.

In an instant, a light flashed in the shadows.

A soft thing bounced over suddenly, trembling, making Yuan Qing think of the softness of the prostitute before.

Soft sword!

Yuan Qing took a deep breath and his body fell violently.

Bang!

At this moment, he and the drunkard had a punch.

He sneered, and his face suddenly changed drastically.

He temporarily retracted this punch, and wanted to retreat with the help of the drunkard's punch, but what he didn't expect was that the drunkard collected more than him.

It's almost a non-resistance.

It's calculated!

Yuan Qing's body rushed forward.

The drunken man did a backflip with his punch and kicked his legs.

Yuan Qing subconsciously slapped his legs away, his body twisted in an impossible situation, and avoided the soft sword.

Only now did the hand emerge from the shadows, white, with cardamom smeared on its nails.

The hand shook violently, and the soft sword turned like a poisonous snake.

Blood flashed on Yuan Qing's neck.

The human head flew.

He saw the girl turn around excitedly and shout at home.

Then he saw a woman emerge from the shadows.

The moonlight peeked out of the dark clouds, and under the moonlight, the woman smiled charmingly.

"My family Langjun let you die tonight, and you won't live to dawn."

Yuan Qing's last thought...... Who is her husband?

After a while, a girl in the alley screamed, "Dead! ”

……

He Huan sat on a soft stool, and a healer was changing the dressing for his calf.

"Xiao Langjun, be careful, this kind of bone crack seems to be insignificant, but if it is prolonged and difficult to heal, you will suffer on a rainy day in the future."

He Huan's handsome face was a little more impatient, "Hurry up." ”

The healer speeds up the bandaging.

Footsteps came quickly.

"What?" He Huan raised his head, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

A servant rushed in, his face pale, "Xiao Langjun, Yuan Qing is dead." ”

Bang!

He Huan kicked the doctor away, and then his calf was in severe pain.

"Who did it?"

……

Yang Xuan studied and pondered in the room.

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside.

"Lang Jun, fortunately not dishonored."

These two still have some strength, and Yang Xuan feels that he has underestimated them. It was majestic to make them kill before, but now it needs to be appeased.

"It's hard work, rest early."

Outside, Yi Niang said with some confusion: "After killing Yuan Qing, I feel that I am getting closer and closer to Lang Jun." ”

Cao Ying nodded, obviously the same.

In the house, Yang Xuan typed four words.

- Vote for the name!

A line of words appeared on the screen.

- Lin Chong said: "The villain has committed a capital crime, so why do you want to be suspicious?" Wang Lun said: "In this case, if you really join the gang, bring a 'name letter'." Lin Chong said: "The villain knows a few words, and he writes with a pen and paper." Zhu Gui smiled: "Sect leader, you are wrong. But when the heroes join the gang, they need to accept the name, which is to teach you to go down the mountain to kill a person, and to sacrifice your head, he will have no doubt, and this is called the name of the name.