The shopkeeper of the Chuixi Tavern looked depressed, although the Fuqin woman said that she would compensate herself, but the tavern was already in a mess, and it would take some time to restore it......

Who to ask for the loss in between? He didn't dare to go to the woman to get a bad deal.

After the smoke of gunpowder filled, the two pure lands were still intact, but only the place under the feet of the three people was still intact. When the movement was loud, some people rushed to watch, and the people in the rivers and lakes talked about the rules very well, just watching from a distance, and never interfering.

The twenty-string harmony failed to break the aura of the two teenagers, Qin Hui frowned, she didn't expect it to be a little interesting, so it's good, only by defeating the master can you prove the level of Guozijian. A few days ago in Panyang, Qilu divided a map of the Central Plains into seven parts, and Yangzhou is in the hands of Qinhui, the map is not only the allocation area, but also the rivers and lakes under the feet, and it is indispensable to step on it! Maoshan does not ask about right and wrong, Longhu Mountain has long been attached to the temple, although there are many forces in Yangzhou, but only eighteen consecutive docks are left to become their own stepping stones, after all, "pinching" is different from "eating", eating soft persimmons is a matter of course, but if you want to pinch, it is better to be harder......

The green shirt and the robe did not leave their hands, and the twenty-string harmony was quite tricky, if it weren't for the two of them working together to block it, I was afraid that the end would not be much better than those who planted onions.

Chen Yuzhi spat out a turbid breath and said, "Little miscellaneous hair, don't keep your hands, don't let this little girl be bullied!"

Li Xi threatened: "Why don't you use the thunder charm to split her?"

Although the young man said words without leaving his hand on his mouth, he still left three points of leeway, which was not for Qin Hui, but for himself. What's more, his surname is "Chen", the entire Central Plains is his Chen family's family business, although he chose to leave the temple and the royal family, but the blood is thicker than water, but the blood is thicker than the water, just like the Confucian saying that there are three bowls of noodles in the world that are unpalatable, human face, affection, and scene, the young man does not like to talk about noodles, but wants to stay decent.

Seeing that the harmony of the twenty strings was useless, she knocked the strings with ten fingers, and the fingers turned into afterimages, and the speed was the pinnacle of practice making perfect.

Twenty-five strings and harmonies, the tavern was destroyed into a flat ground, the shopkeeper and Xiao Er left the store early, the businessman is the most shrewd, losing some money is bad luck, but losing his life is worth the loss, as the saying goes, stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood. The wind swept up, and everyone in Chuixi Town flocked out of the tavern.

Chen Yuzhi broke the sentence: "The stinky girls are so ruthless!"

Tsing Yi twisted the hat with one hand, raised his arm forward, and thunder was born in the palm of his hand, and suddenly the palm thunder split out. There was a thunderous sound, like a light in a thousand-year-old dark room, and the onlookers were all shocked: "This is Lei Fa?"

Xiao Zamao saw a thunderbolt in the palm of the young man's palm, and immediately threw the thunderbolt peach wood sword into the air, and said, "Borrow your thunder will!"

The palm thunder suddenly swept onto the peachwood sword, and then blended continuously, Xiao Zamao silently recited the magic trick, raised his arm, pointed to the sky, and shouted softly: "Thunder Wanjun!"

Lei Mang is as thin as a branch, dense as rain, shrouding a tavern, and the heaven and earth are righteous and majestic. The young man in the green shirt took out his efforts to eat a few peanuts, and said, "Little Zamao, your derivative method is really good...... However, are your subordinates too ruthless?"

The sound of the piano and the thunder are intertwined, and the Yangming qin rhythm at this time feels a trace of pressure, although this thunder method cannot be said to be earth-shattering, but it is dense. The woman had to change the rhythm for a while and turn offense to defense.

The thunder gradually dispersed, the last beam and platform under the woman's feet shattered, she slowly landed, bent her knees with one foot, and caught the zither with one foot, and everyone saw her true face of Lushan.

Light green clothes with white skirts, jade hands leaning on the brocade with sleeves, cloth shoes are slightly plain, the face is particularly classical, just like the zither in the hand is quite charming, and a few strings are wrapped around the waist, as if he is not afraid of being strangled panic.

The young man secretly said in his heart: "It's getting more and more watery, but it doesn't seem to have changed, it's still the agarwood face, and it's still a little less carved after all." ”

The seven laws of Yangming are out of the rivers and lakes together, and there has not been a defeat so far, Qin Hui didn't want to drag his feet, frowned and put the Zheng Qin straight on the ground, and then grabbed the twenty-five strings horizontally with one hand, and did not see the strings broken, and did not see the sound of the qin.

Li Xiyang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Girl, we are not from the Eighteen Docks, is there any misunderstanding?"

"Yes or no, it's come to this, no need to say more!"

Under the hat, Chen Yuzhi deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Little Zamao, haven't you heard that only women and villains are difficult to raise? ”

Qin Hui snorted coldly, and her fingertips tapped a few long strings tightly, and the wind in the town of Weeping Creek changed with a knock, and from west to east, she returned to the woman in the white dress, ready to go.

In the eighteen serial docks, a group of men cried and shouted, begging the person inside to stand up for them outside the wooden house, and after a long time, the man kicked open the wooden door, and walked towards Chuixi Town with a pine pattern Gudian knife, and said with a broken mouth: "Rice buckets, a group of rice buckets, the master wants to see what kind of woman she is, and she can bully a group of you men so wronged!"

As soon as the wind was blowing, the onlookers retreated one after another, which showed the strength of the power here, and the young man in the green shirt asked: "Little Zamao, can there be a way to deal with it?"

"How about slipping away?"

"Fuck you!"

Before the young man's words fell, the wind hit him like a thousand blades, and he shouted: "Little Zamao, lend me some strength!"

Li Xiyang stretched out his hand behind the young man, and sent the true qi in his body into the body of the green shirt, Chen Yuzhi came up with a sword, just like Yan Zhou did in Xijing that day, swinging the sword can make the heavenly thunder turn upside down! Or like Lu Ling's box, a sword without regrets breaks the turbulence, the swordsman should be like this, every sword should be without regrets and live up to the years.

The green shirt stood in the wind, his eyes were not afraid of the wind that was as sharp as a blade, the black sword was unsheathed and waved towards the sky, and the bladeless sword intent was used for the first time away from the sword, and the sword swept up the wind and the building was broken, and then turned into a tornado in the same place, going towards the sky, never to return.

This sword amazed Li Xiyang, like the scorching sun suddenly appearing in the cold winter of Sanjiu, and like the white dragon suddenly appearing in the galloping horses. There are some shadows of Lu Ling's box in the sword intent, some shadows of Chen Yuzhi, and some inexplicable things, which he hasn't understood yet.

The young man in the green shirt gasped, put the black sword into the snow-white sheath, and sighed: "I finally didn't scratch my clothes, and there are not a few copper plates in my pocket that are enough to make my own ......."

The hat suddenly cracked and slowly fell to the ground, Chen Yuzhi said: "Bargain, really bargain, I can't resist the wind and rain like this......"

"Boys and girls are extraordinary, their clothes weigh six baht, and there are no strings when it is sunny. ”

Although Qin Hui has only seen Chen Yuzhi a few times, she has a deep impression of him, especially after he entered the West Mansion, he is even more famous, and it is difficult for him to forget, but it is rumored that he has already died outside Dingbei City, and now what is the situation in Yangzhou?

The woman still frowned, but she didn't tap the strings, and the look of doubt in her eyes was obvious, and she asked, "Why are you here?"

Tsing Yi pretended to be puzzled, probed her brain around, looked like she wanted to help her find someone, and said, "Who is the girl talking to?"

Li Xiyang was silent, picked up a plate of peanuts and swallowed it, this fight obviously can't be fought, so it's okay, he wants to see what the relationship between these two people is. Although Chen Yuzhi will be entangled with a few women wherever he goes, Xiao Zamao is still very curious! Hundreds of people have a variety of forms, and each relationship is an independent and special thought, and he can't be like a green shirt with peach blossoms, but watching some other people's Tao, and then carefully comprehending, can also refine his heart.

The woman took out a white cloth bag clustered in her arms, put the zhengqin in it, and said flatly: "I thought that the green shirt and black sword that were circulated in the market were such amazing people, but it turned out to be the one who pretended to be crazy and stupid." ”

Chen Yuzhi remained silent, didn't care at all about what the woman said, scratched his head and smiled: "Girl, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Although Qin Hui ridiculed Chen Yuzhi on her lips, she also admired his feats in the Xifu army, and a man should be said to live up to his glory in this way, so she simply asked: "Then who are you, what is your name, and where do you live?"

After asking three questions in a row, Li Xiyang held back a smile and almost choked on peanut grains, thinking that this woman is really strange, she always likes to ask others questions, and there are always three questions......

The young man inserted his hands into his sleeves horizontally, and said lightly: "My name is Chen Mo, and the people in the rivers and lakes call me Chen Xiaojiu, homeless, wandering the rivers and lakes!"