As soon as Urummu arrived home, he threw the firewood behind him to the ground, went into the house and changed into a set of clean clothes, and came out and said to Lu Zhiyue: "Mother, I'll go out, by the way, I'm going to see Xiaolin, and I'll come back in a few days." ”

After speaking, he didn't care whether his mother agreed or not, turned his head and walked out of the yard, and after walking a few steps, he heard his mother shouting: "Do you have any money, come back early." ”

Lu Zhiyue sighed, since the fever of this boss has been cured, just like this, he runs out from time to time, and he has been walking for several days, and finally he has been staying at home honestly for most of the year, and he doesn't know that he smoked the wind, just leave, sighed, turned around and was busy with breakfast again.

Yuqi and Dahe soon arrived in the town, and Yuqi hired a carriage and bargained with the coachman for 500 wen before agreeing to take her to the county seat.

When he got into the carriage, Yuqi pushed him directly out of the carriage and didn't let him in, Dahe pouted a few times, and he didn't have any overseas Chinese affection, so he sat directly next to the groom.

The coachman smiled: "Your sister's temperament is really good." The rest of the words didn't say.

"My sister I spoil, I do. Twisting his neck, he said unruly.

"Yes, yes, yes. The coachman nodded, and rolled his eyes while he was unprepared, this person really didn't know what to do, and he was upset for him, he was good, he didn't know how to lift, cut. Half an hour later, a fast horse flew by, raised a cloud of dust behind it, and quickly disappeared on the road.

Yuqi is the first time to make a carriage, curiously changing seats back and forth in the carriage, opening the curtain of the carriage for a while and looking out, and changing the other side for a while, not too tired, the good times are not long, and after a while, I will get tired of playing, obediently sitting on the bench, leaning on the carriage behind my back, bumpy all the way along the way, the fart is about to be turned into a few petals, endure and endure, and finally arrive in Huaiyang County after more than one or two hours.

His body staggered out of the carriage as if he was falling apart, and his face was still a little pale.

As soon as I got out of the carriage, I saw someone grinning and sneering at myself, and I was really angry, so I directly treated him as air.

He took out a string of copper plates from his purse, no more, no less, exactly five hundred wen, and the coachman took the copper plates and walked away with joy.

Yuqi looked at the high city gate, and visually measured about three tens of meters, and several large characters on the city gate were hung on it very conspicuously.

This is Huaiyang County, this city gate is so magnificent, presumably this county town is much better than the town.

She strode into the city in a very good mood, and when the river looked, she didn't bird herself, it didn't matter, she ignored herself, and she was the same in herself.

Ancient streets, ancient roads, ancient houses, the ancients constantly shuttle on the ancient streets, there are shelves on both sides of the road to sell things, and there are a lot of people who buy things, look at the street, the clothes are very neat, worthy of the county, and the town is different.

On the bustling East Street, a five-storey 'Treasure Building' stands in the most conspicuous place, and the people who enter and leave this place are those who have the right to have silver.

At this time, on the fifth floor, in a luxurious room, steaming white gas came out of the bathtub, and there was a handsome young man bathing in the bathtub, and Su Mo, who was serving the young man on the side of the bathtub, saw that he was holding a tray, on which was a set of clean robes, and the robes were not good materials, but cotton robes of average texture.

The young man finished washing neatly, and did not wait for Su Mo to serve, his hand shook slightly, and the clothes on the tray flew towards him, only to see him fly out of the bath barrel lightly, spinning in mid-air, and the robe seemed to be open to his eyes, and it was put on him in a regular manner.

The person fell directly into the chaise longue from mid-air, half leaned on the back couch, picked up the cup of tea on the coffee table next to him to moisten his throat, turned his head and looked out of the window, his eyes were in a trance, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

The master's martial arts have improved a lot.

Su Mo saw that his master was in a daze, bowed his head and said nothing, quietly retreated, and stood outside the door waiting.

After a long while, a languid, low, magnetic voice came from the room: "Come in." ”

Su Mo pushed open the door and walked in without hurrying, stood in front of him and said, "Master." ”

He withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at him, a wave of anger rose in his eyes, and his stern starry eyes shot at him: "You want to kill Fan Yuqi from Wujia Village?"

The room was immediately filled with his coercion, Su Mo's face was very red, and after a while, the sweat of kung fu stayed down his forehead, and the coercion made him suffocate and breathless, unable to hold on, and knelt on the ground with a thud, spitting blood, supporting his body with both hands, and almost crawling to the ground.

The person on the couch saw him kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, raised his long eyebrows to withdraw the coercion, put the cup back on the coffee table with his white hand, pursed his thin cold and ruddy pink lips, and lay lazily on the couch without looking at the person on the ground.

Su Mo didn't want to kill from beginning to end, and he didn't understand why the master was angry, so he gasped and crawled forward a few times, not daring to touch the skirt of the master's worthless silver with his dirty hands, and said with difficulty: "Master, I never thought about killing that girl." ”

The person on the couch got up, angrily stretched out his foot and touched it, he was like a kite with a broken string, flying directly like the wall behind him, hitting the table and chair of the Eight Immortals one after another, and then knocking down the wall, the calligraphy and painting of the famous poet on the wall fell in response to the sound and smashed on his head, and no one rushed in outside the house, and the downstairs was still full of people, which shows that the sound insulation in this room is super good.

"Ahem, ahem. Holding his chest with his hands, a few mouthfuls of blood protruding from his mouth, he sat on the ground dejectedly, wiped the blood on his mouth with his sleeve, stood up slowly against the wall, shook a few times, looked at the master on the chaise longue with a somewhat sloppy look, walked over step by step, and knelt in front of him.

"Girl, is he what you can call?" The young man was finally born, and the harsh words were directly to the point, which also made Su Mo understand one thing, the master was angry for that girl, oh no, it was Fan Yuqi.

"The subordinate is wrong. ”

The young man retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Tsing Yi is your person!"

"Yes. ”

Su Mo suddenly remembered that this Tsing Yi had the idea of killing Yu Qi, but he stopped it, this Tsing Yi said that he was going to check Yu Qi's bottom belt and now he has not come back, and the master mentioned Tsing Yi at this time, could it be that his mind was extremely clear at this time, and he knelt on the ground in shock, and the long shirt on his back was wet.

The young man sneered and stretched out his hand to lift his jaw: "Your subordinates are not small, they dare to disobey the yin and the yang." ”

Su Mo was broken and raised his jaw, not daring to look into his master's eyes, but as soon as he heard that Yin Feng Yang was violated, he immediately knew that Tsing Yi was not going to investigate Yuqi's details but to assassinate, and the master must have known about it, otherwise he would not have been so angry.

He closed his eyes slightly and said, "Master, my subordinates are not disciplined effectively, please punish them." ”

"Hmph, it's time to discipline well. Putting down his jaw and clapping his hands, the door of the house was opened, and a man in a white brocade robe came in with a person who was already unconscious and scarred, threw it in front of him, bent down at the person on the couch, looked down at Su Mo, turned his head and went out, and the man in white did not say a word from beginning to end.

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