He Angelica opened her mouth twice, her lips trembled violently, but she couldn't make a sound in her throat, under the gaze of Duan Xiaolou on the ice surface, in the end, she could only nod her head twice as an answer.

Duan Xiaolou chuckled: "Sure enough, as Du Yao said, she is a beautiful woman in Jiangnan like water, Jiangnan is really a good place." ”

He Angelica froze, hung his head, and repeatedly comforted himself by saying that it was not his fault that he couldn't recognize it, but that his appearance and dress had changed too much compared to before. Peng Shi and Bai Yangbai could recognize her because she was in Luofu, such a maverick dress, thin figure, who else could she be. How can you meet a woman of different sizes and skin colors on the street, and recognize her as her with just a pair of eyes?

Taking a step back, why should he be required to remember everything about her clearly, he forgot the best. Hasn't she always looked forward to this, so, very good.

Duan Xiaolou looked at her shyly and silent, not at all like the sharp little pepper in Du Yao's mouth, guessing that she heard the conversation between the two people in the store, she was embarrassed and fearful, so she opened her mouth to correct the hearing: "None of them are evil, you don't have to be afraid, a man always has to say two drunken words when he drinks a few more glasses." Your horse is tethered at the front door, so you don't have to go into the store, just lead the horse. ”

He Angelica nodded, put the ten taels of silver in his hand on the railing of the cloister, then lowered his head and walked away silently. What's wrong with her? She hasn't healed Duan Xiaolou yet! Although he looked in good spirits, in fact, he must have been seriously injured! Don't leave! Don't leave!

She screamed in her heart to stop herself, and at the same time walked outward, unable to find a chance to stop.

"Don't go!" Du Yao rushed out of the store, obviously hearing Duan Xiaolou's "self-talk", rushed out to take a look, his eyes were dyed with three points of drunkenness, and he smiled with wine, "Sure enough, it's you!" You, why don't you come in, silly girl? ”

He Angelica intuitively resisted such an intimate greeting attitude, especially in front of Duan Xiaolou, she shook her head, pointed to the ten taels of silver on the railing, and then turned around and left quickly. Let's just do it first, she is not ready to "recognize", or rather, she didn't expect that there would be such a "meeting on the other side of the face" thing. She wasn't a little woman who was easily hurt, but she needed to find a place to heal now, right away.

"Hey, how did you go?" Du Yao refused to let go of the woman who had been waiting all morning, rushed up and grabbed her wrist, and when she turned her head to glare at him, he let go of his hand and invited, "Go in and have a cup of tea, ten taels of silver are yours, I invite you to eat sugar cake, croissant honey." With that, he came to pull her again.

Duan Xiaolou stood with his hands in his hands, his head had turned in another direction, and he didn't know whether his heart was not here, or he acquiesced in his subordinates' behavior of "molesting" the women of good families.

He Angelica was dragged into the house by a big hand, and glanced at the ice-faced man who was facing him with the back of his head, only to feel that it was extremely far away, and even she began to be suspicious, could it be that it was not that Duan Xiaolou couldn't recognize herself, but that she mistook someone else for Duan Xiaolou. Because Duan Xiaolou, whom she knew, encountered this situation, no matter whether he knew the woman who was "kidnapped" or not, and whether the woman was ugly and beautiful, as long as it was a woman, it was all within his shade.

A loving and lovely man, Duan Xiaolou is that kind of person. This ice-faced man with the back of his head facing her, he must not be Duan Xiaolou, he must just be a man who looks a little like Duan Xiaolou and has the same voice. Otherwise, none of this is real.

He Angelica resisted the big hand that dragged her, but that strength could not save herself only by resisting a small fight, she had to show her real skills and punch Du Yao's face. Jinyiwei is the emperor's Qincha, and he robbed the people's daughters in broad daylight, what is this? It turned out that I let her go last night because this person was in a hurry, and I had free time today, so I was waiting here for her to throw herself into the net. This kind of scum, beating him hard, kung fu is specially used for this kind of occasion, she is depressed in her heart, she just wants to beat people.

With this intention in his heart, he clenched his fist in his hand, raised it, and waved it at Du Yao's face......

"Smack!"

He Angelica only felt a pain in the back of his neck, his eyes were dark for a moment, and then he didn't know anything, he couldn't see anything, and all the sad and sad feelings disappeared.

She slowly fell forward and fell into Du Yao's iron arms, losing consciousness.

……

"Jiang Yi!" Du Yao shouted angrily, "Hell! What are you doing hitting her! You damn Mourning Shura, it's no good to meet you! ”

A tall man covered in blood and dressed in genuine bloody clothes walked into the inn without looking back, looking at his deeds and strong evil aura, as if he had just experienced a great battle. If you look closely, none of the blood on his body belongs to him, it is the blood of the enemy. He is the famous "bloody Shura" on the rivers and lakes, and Lu Jiangbei, the "white-clothed sword, with everything in his sleeves", and the high-ranking pseudonymous "Thunder Knife" Gao Xinxin, and is called the "Three Killing Gods" in Jinyiwei, his hands are stained with the blood of the enemy, and he has not been defeated after a hundred battles.

Jiang Yi coldly dropped a sentence: "She wants to assassinate you, she has a murderous aura on her." His body is tall and broad, but his face is as white as a woman, and he was once nicknamed "Lanling Shao" by others.

Du Yao picked up the soft body of the soft beauty, chased Jiang Yi into the store and upstairs behind her, raised her head and scolded: "Hell, murderous!" You're the one who has a murderous aura! How much force did you use? She's dead, I'm not done with you! "I feel that the person in my arms is as light as a feather, soft, fragrant, and light with the fragrance of cold air, which makes people feel a kind of pleasure from the heart.

So, he buried his head, sniffed the fragrance deeply, and his eyes, with four or five points of drunkenness, gradually became dyed with the color of desire. He didn't drink Chenghua wine last night, and he secretly said that he was unlucky, but he didn't expect God to treat him well and send him such a big gift.

Jiang Pi, who was seated in the middle of the lobby, also dropped the wine jug, ran closer with glowing eyes, and shouted excitedly: "Quick! When I opened the face towel and inspected the goods, I guess her nose must be crooked! As he expected, he circled around the unconscious person like a monkey show, and finally his eyes fell on the towering chest, and judged, "This little lady is delicious enough, and she is indeed more punctual than an ordinary Qinglou flower lady, but ...... Hurry up and uncover your face, Du Yao! Let labor and management look at her nose! As he spoke, before Du Yao could make a move, his own big palm had stretched out towards the little face with his eyes closed, and his fingers flexed and touched the scarf......

"Smack!"

Du Yao said angrily: "You can't touch it, she's mine now, I won't show it to you!" As he spoke, he took off his cloak, wrapped the person in his arms tightly, hugged him tightly in his arms, and ran upstairs in three steps and two steps, warning in his mouth, "Don't come to find trouble, otherwise my brother will not have to do it!" He ran as fast as he could, and finally jumped over a dozen wooden steps and ran towards a certain guest room in the depths of the cloister.

Jiang Pi was dumbfounded, and said with a smile for a while: "This is the cave room, so urgent?" Even the bride has to let people see her face! ”

Duan Xiaolou, who was standing alone in the backyard and sobering up in the wind, slowly paced back, drooped his eyelids unspiritedly, took two steps and looked back at the second floor, and asked, "Where is Jiang Yi?" Didn't get hurt, did you? ”

Jiang Pi said nonchalantly: "Who knows, who dares to greet him if his temper stinks so much that he rushes to the street?" Damn, I actually let Du Yao's kid pick up a ready-made cheap, damn it, the master sat here for a long time, and finally didn't even see his face, damn, it's best for him to uncover the face towel and find that his nose is crooked and his mouth is slanted......"

"Women, lights out and eyes closed, all the same in bed, the voice that comes out is the same." The curtain stirred for a while, and a purple-robed man came in again, casually following Jiang Pi's words, "Last night, I wrapped the first Oiran of the ten Qinglou in Yangzhou, and threw in five hundred taels of silver in just one night, but when I woke up in the morning and thought about it, I felt that it was not as good as the warbler I picked up on the street last time, and that one was more flavorful." ”

Jiang Pi squinted at Liao Zhiyuan, and said sourly: "You have a lady who is like a flower, of course, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and women are the same in bed?" Then I'll find you one, do you dare to get on? ”

Liao Zhiyuan asked, "Who?" ”

Jiang Pi squinted his eyes again, and re-leaned on Duan Xiaolou, who was drunk in the animal skin chair, and gestured at Liao Zhiyuan with his mouth: "He Xiaoniu...... Her mother. ”

It was just a mouth shape, and he didn't make any sound, but Duan Xiaolou, who seemed to be sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and punched Jiang Pi's nose with a punch, wrapped in a domineering and powerful wind. Jiang Pi hurriedly retreated, although his nose was not damaged, but the ice mask on his face was torn apart by the strong wind, revealing his face under the mask. At this time, if there are outsiders who don't know what's going on, they will definitely scream loudly in fright—

It's just that the face under the mask is covered with strange dark red vine-like patterns, there are as many as twenty or thirty, printed on the face of a white and handsome man, and the terrifying visual effect wants to make people scream crazy.

"Ahh

"Damn it! Damn it! ”

"Haha, you've been tricked, you deserve to be cowardly, just play in the daytime! Ha ha! Hit~Move~"

"Damn it! What a hell of a life! ”

"The show is still to come, you have a good look!"

It was a conversation between two men, one of the voices came from Du Yao, the one who shouted "damn", while the other voice was smooth and obedient, and the tone was full of schadenfreude.

The fight downstairs did not stop because of this, but had a tendency to intensify, Duan Xiaolou's fists and fists were all vigorous, as if with great anger, as if the person who was beating was neither his colleague nor his enemy, but a transparent dummy in the air, an imaginary person, or an imaginary other self.

Duan Xiaolou fought extremely crazy, not at all like a person with internal injuries, his kung fu was originally above Jiang Pi, plus the official titles were above Jiang Pi, the latter would inevitably be tied up in the fight, and he would lose first from the bottom of his heart. One was unguarded, he punched in his vest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and it was even worse in the future, only to flee for his life in defeat. But Rao is like this, Duan Xiaolou, who is red-eyed, still refuses to let him go, as if only bright red blood, the enemy's, his own people, or his own, only blood can calm the inexplicable irritability in his chest.

Liao Zhiyuan, who was on the side, did not interfere in this war, sat at the table, slowly peeled the skin of a peach, and slowly persuaded the fight: "My own brother, be careful with your subordinates, it will not be fun if someone dies." After a while, he asked slowly, "Is there a new product upstairs, and who brought it?" Can I get in line? ”