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This way, but nothing to do, Meng Yuan is free, not only to point out some martial arts, but also to say some of his own principles, he has two lives, a total of nearly fifty years, has already had some of his own concept of life, that Xiaohu is a blank piece of paper, few people tell him about this, and Meng Yuan is quite admired, listen to it with relish, so, unconsciously, some of Meng Yuan's black theories, as well as some styles that run counter to the benevolence of the gentleman, were also accepted by this child. Full-text and ad-free novels are all on Aishang Novel Network biquge.info [PaOShU8.coM]

On this day, in the evening, I arrived in Nanjing. That Jinling Stone City is the largest city in the world, it is the place where Taizu founded the country and built the capital, although it is in troubled times, but the thousands of households, the five directions, the flute and drum by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, the Qiluo at the mouth of the Wuyi Lane, do not reduce the extravagance of the past.

The two of them were covered in dust and extremely uncomfortable, so Meng Yuan found a clothing store, bought two sets of sturdy black satin Tang suits, and bought some change of clothes for the two. I found a neat inn, took a comfortable bath, and ate some hot food, Xiaohu ran around for days, and was tired for a long time, so he fell into bed and fell asleep after a while.

As for Meng Yuan, he changed into his newly bought clothes and went out to have fun.

The benevolent man is happy with the mountain, the wise man is happy with the water, Mengyuan went back and forth in the city, and he unconsciously came to the water's edge again.

The Qinhuai River of Jinling, the wind and the moon are boundless, the flute song is everywhere, the sound of the oars is soft, the light and shadow are hazy, it seems that there is a fat powder aroma in the wind and water, Mengyuan has been the owner of the Yellow Crane Tower, and has been taught by the wind for many years, although he himself is not very lustful, and he is not much interested in these romantic deeds, but he also likes this kind of smoke and water atmosphere.

He was not in a hurry to join in, but walked slowly along the riverbank, the river was sparkling and the moon was shadowy, the wine was fragrant, and the warblers were singing and swallowing in the wind, and the voice was charming, which had a unique flavor.

Listening to the sound of the flute, tactful and melodious, it is like the finishing touch, adding a bit of charm to the beautiful scenery of the wind and snow, and praising the word "good" in my heart. A pair of eyes, naturally, looked over.

It was a young offspring, born with white teeth and red lips, quite beautiful, holding a pipe of hole flute, with lowered eyelids, blowing intently, and a dark-faced honest young man beside him, his eyes were closed, and he listened very attentively, as if he was intoxicated.

Meng Yuan smiled slightly, obviously knowing the identities of these two people, he was also happy to hear it, and he didn't want to come forward to disturb them. But some people laughed out loud and shouted, "Good flute, good flute."

He was angry in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that he was a splendid gentleman, with a master, two family members, and a lantern with the words "Governor's Palace" written on it.

Yuan Chengzhi got up to greet him, but Qingqing was like a dream, angry in his heart, and ignored him.

Ma Gongzi of the Governor's Mansion was very fond of Qingqing and was entangled, Mengyuan listened to it on the side, knowing that this was the nephew of Ma Gongzi, the governor of Fengyang.

Qingqing was extremely annoyed when she was entangled, and Meng Yuan clearly saw that there was already a bit of murder in her eyes. But Ma Gongzi didn't know, in the entanglement, several people went ashore and walked towards the deserted place, Mengyuan's heart moved, remembered something, and followed all the way.

His other martial arts are okay, in terms of light skills, he has entered the first-class realm, far above Yuan Chengzhi at this time, and he is dressed in black, which is really silent.

Sure enough, the young man of Ma was stunned, went to a cemetery, and was killed by a sword in Qingqing's back. Meng Yuan watched from the sidelines, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something.

There were footsteps approaching in the distance, and the two hurriedly hid behind a grave, and saw more than a dozen people coming on each side, like a gathering of Jianghu people, high-five.

I think it's a long distance, I can't really hear it, at this time, a gust of night wind blew the long grass by the grave, the pine and cypress branches flew, Yuan Chengzhi pulled his green waist, performed light skills, got up, and went straight to more than ten zhang with his footsteps, and hid behind a grave not far behind those characters. As they got up, a dark shadow flashed a few times behind a lush pine tree.

The three of them heard it clearly, one side was headed by a man with a somewhat hoarse voice, claiming to be surnamed Min, and the others were all invited by him to help with the fist, a swordsman surnamed Wan, a little cang, a swordsman surnamed Wan, brought some of his junior disciples, a group of monks from Wutai, led by an old monk with the Buddha name Ten Forces, a group of peers from Mengyuan, led by the pirate leader Zheng Qiyun, and finally three white-faced men, known as Taibai Sanying, the Shi brothers and a person named Li Gang.

The man surnamed Min claimed to be Min Zihua, knelt down and kowtowed to everyone, thanked them for coming to help, and said that there will be people from Kunlun, Emei and Huashan tomorrow. Huashan came to a few apprentices under the invincible Xin Shu Sect of the Divine Fist, and the "shadowless" Mei Jianhe mentioned by Li Hei was among them, and he had a good relationship with this Min Zihua.

That Min Zihua said loudly: "The first brother was killed that year, and the brother came to visit for more than ten years, but he never knew who the enemy was. Now fortunately, when the Taibai Mountain Shi clan Kunzhong saw the report, he realized that the one who killed the first brother was actually the traitor surnamed Jiao. If you don't avenge this revenge, you swear not to be a man! ”

Everyone echoed in unison, only the Master of the Ten Forces said that the iron-backed Canglong Jiao Gongli was a famous man in the rivers and lakes, and the reputation of the Golden Dragon Gang was also good, which was quite skeptical.

Min Zihua interrupted first, saying that the matter was undoubted. also said that he would put water and wine at Dagongfang's house tomorrow, wash the dust with everyone, and also agreed on the joint code.

After everyone dispersed, I heard Qingqing begging Yuan Chengzhi to go to see the excitement together tomorrow, and Yuan Chengzhi responded.

After the two left, Meng Yuan walked out from behind the tree, walked to the corpses of the four Ma Gongzi, looked at them carefully, and suddenly lifted his hair and lifted his head. I peeled off a piece of clothing and wrapped it, and wrote some words on it with blood dipped in blood.

After being busy for a while, he finally lifted the head package and went straight to Jinling Mansion.

After a busy night, it wasn't until Dongfang saw that Mengyuan, who had finished the arrangement, returned to the store, meditated for a while, and when the fatigue was gone, it was already three poles of the sun.

Xiaohu had already woken up and was polishing his strength in the courtyard, but Mengyuan didn't pay attention to it until after noon, when the two of them left the store and went to Nanjing to play.

Until after the unitary time, one intentional, one unintentional, these two people are like a scholar with a boy, pacing to the vicinity of Dagongfang, the only thing that is a little strange is that this black-clothed Xiushi is on his back, carrying a long package, a little eye-catching, but this road is full of Jianghu characters at this time, each holding weapons, and when the troubled times, no one thinks it is strange.

Meng Yuan saw that there was an endless stream of guests in front of a big mansion, and what attracted his attention were the three people who had just arrived, the first one was dressed as a Confucian student, carrying a long sword, his eyes were slightly rolled, his face was full of pride, and he looked straight up. The second person is a strong man with a simple appearance. The third person is a tall and thin woman of twenty-two or three, who is very beautiful, but there is a faint evil aura at the corner of her eyebrows, which is clearly a lot of killing, and her heart has been affected a little, and she has a tendency to fall into demons.

"Sir, what kind of people are those three, they look so fierce." Xiaohu looked at it twice and asked out loud.

"Well, one with two eyes facing the sky, no one in sight, one with a fierce eyebrow and a fierce light, only a slightly pleasing spot. You remember, when you see people with this kind of face, it's better to stay away from them. If you can't dodge, teach them to hide when they see you. Meng Yuan smiled.

The two of them walked forward with a smile, and they heard screams and exclamations from inside, and then a sturdy man, holding a broken arm in his left hand, his face was as pale as paper, and he strode out, and the wound on his right arm was blood-red, although he was pierced with a cloth, the blood still continued to seep out.

Although this scene is an important part in the original book, and even in Mengyuan's layout, but seeing this man's such a tough scene, he still praised "good man" from the bottom of his heart, and strode forward.

Don't say a word, Meng Yuan has already made a move, this man was in a trance after being seriously injured, where can he dodge, only to see Meng Yuan shoot like flying, and he has sealed several acupoints of the man's wound before he spoke: "Good man, where do you live, I will give you a ride." As he spoke, he took out a Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill and fed it to the man's mouth.

Peach Blossom Island Elixir, this one is 100 essence points, but at this time, Meng Yuan is not distressed, or rather, he has already really entered the play.

The man felt a burst of fragrance in his mouth, it was a kind of flower essence, the feeling of blooming in his mouth, his spirit was clear, his body also had some strength, and the pain in the wound seemed to be a lot lighter all of a sudden, knowing that the person in front of him gave him a precious elixir. Fang wanted to thank him, but he saw that he had already supported himself, and the hand on his back came with a yang and gentle support, and his body seemed to be sucked on his hand.

Nodding gratefully at Mengyuan, under the guidance of the man, Mengyuan and the two of them carried the man all the way, through seven or eight streets, to the front of a big mansion.

The man felt that his body was extremely stable under the support of the man, and he didn't feel the bump at all, but he saw the surrounding houses retreating rapidly, and knew that the person who helped him was extremely strong in martial arts, and suddenly there was hope in his heart, which was about to despair.

Xiaohu stepped forward and knocked on the door, and several men came out to see that the man was covered in blood, but he was not panicked, one rushed out to find Lang Zhong, one ran in to report to the master, and the other led Meng Yuan into the inner room with a grateful face.

Meng Yuan carefully raised his wound, took out the golden needle, and pricked him with a few needles to return qi and stop bleeding. But after all, his medical skills are shallow, and he can only deal with them simply. Even so, the man's face began to flush one by one, at least his life was saved.

The owner of the house had already rushed over, it was an old man in his fifties, but his face was full of wrinkles, and between his eyebrows, there was a deep sorrow.

Meng Yuan knew that this was Jiao Gongli, the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang, and it was also the purpose of his trip.

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