When Zhao Yan came out with his sword, he happened to see a group of vicious men in Tsing Yi who came out of nowhere, and they were pushing and kneading around Mrs. Xiahou.

"Mrs. Xiahou, if you know each other, you can quickly hand over the things that my master wants, and if you are obedient, my master will keep your Langhuan Mansion Chu family safe, if you dare to say half a word-hum, let's make it clear to you, my master doesn't have too much patience, what will happen to your Langhuan Mansion Chu family when the time comes, don't I need to say it!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who led the way was threatening Mrs. Xiahou like this.

Jiang Xinyue, who was originally treating the burn victims in Langhuan Mansion, wanted to come forward to help, but she was blocked by two men in Tsing Yi who were not skilled in martial arts.

Zhao Yan saw that there was a man in Tsing Yi who was blocking the way, and he was about to take the opportunity to block the road to move on Jiang Xinyue.

Zhao Yan, who had already regarded Jiang Xinyue as his untouchable scales, was instantly full of anger, where could he sit back and watch this kind of thing happen?

Therefore, the man in Tsing Yi was tragic, and the claws he poked out with his eyes had not yet caught the corner of Jiang Xinyue's clothes, and he was hit by the forsythia long sword that poked out of the oblique stab.

The collision between steel and flesh and blood resulted in a crisp snap, and the hand of the man in green clothes drooped at an angle perpendicular to the ground.

"Ah——! my hand is broken!

The man in green clothes, holding his arm at a strange angle, let out an extremely frightened scream.

This scream was so eye-catching, it easily attracted everyone's attention.

"No matter whose dog you are, if you don't want to die, get out of here immediately!"

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows. He shouted majestically.

"Hey——! it's really fucking weird things happen every year, and this year is especially a lot. Where did you come from, do you know that my master is here? What a noble status?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in the lead, perhaps because he was used to being a powerful man, immediately choked.

"Is there an emperor?"

The ten-day rebellion has passed, and now the martial arts masters in Huanglong City are either dead or seriously injured, and Zhao Yan is naturally worthy of this level of threat.

As long as there is no martial arts master to support him, he wants medicine at hand, a nurse and a nurse, and Zhao Yan who has a plug-in. It's not really scary now.

What's more, if the miscellaneous here dares to touch Jiang Xinyue, then even if there is really a martial arts master, Zhao Yan will still stand up!

"Of course......" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who led the way wanted to answer without thinking about it, but when the words came to his lips, he finally figured out who Zhao Yan was comparing to, so he had to stare at Zhao Yan hatefully and helplessly change his words: "No." ”

"Since you don't have the dignity of the emperor, then you dare to be arrogant here?!" Zhao Yan looked at the other party with contempt. Then he scolded again: "Believe it or not, even if Young Master Ben kills you cleanly, your master can only stare dryly!"

Madman!

Where did this come from, outspoken fanatics?

The leading middle-aged man in Tsing Yi. That's the first reaction in the brain.

However, look at Zhao Yan's fearless appearance, the leading middle-aged man in Tsing Yi. It's a little bit empty.

Dare to say such big words, even my master is not afraid. Could it be ...... What kind of amazing character is the child of the family?

Now, Huanglong City is in chaos. The old royal family and the family have fallen a lot, and many local masters of the family who hold military power have entered Beijing to "King Qin", and this unashamed kid in front of him is not the accent of the capital when he hears it!

As soon as he thought of this, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, who had planned to do it as usual, called for the generals who came with him to do it, and suddenly felt a little weak and didn't dare to move.

"Little brother, why be so brutal, isn't it, the capital is a place that pays attention to national law, if you have something to say, let's have something to say——"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who changed his words even reluctantly squeezed out a smile.

As soon as these words came out, not only Jiang Xinyue, but even Mrs. Xiahou's face showed a strong look of contempt.

They can all see it very clearly, the first to be brutal and ignore the law of the country, is it not this guy who suddenly broke into the small attic?

"Young Master Ben doesn't have the energy to grind his teeth with you dog-like things, do you want to roll or not?"

Zhao Yan drew his sword out of the sheath, ready that if this group of evil men in green clothes still didn't know each other, then he would let the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword drink blood again.

It is impossible to kill people, but the lack of arms and legs is an uncontrollable factor.

"You kid, you really think this is your countryman, you can bully whoever you want......"

There was a villain in Tsing Yi who finally couldn't stand Zhao Yan's domineering momentum, and jumped out to reason with Zhao Yan.

It's a pity that Zhao Yan didn't have time to talk about it, so he slapped it across the spine of the Eight Desolations Expulsion Sword.

The evil man in green clothes, who also had a bit of kung fu under his hands, raised his arm wearing a long iron bracer, wanting to block Zhao Yan's attack in this way, and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

But it's okay not to block, it's nothing more than a sword spine on his face, and he was pumped and rolled all over the ground, and this stretched out his hand to block Zhao Yan was almost subconsciously affected by the qi, and adjusted the angle of the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword.

So, the Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword, which was as sharp as clay, cut into the arm of the evil man in green clothes at a small angle, and easily let him and this hand say goodbye forever.

"Ah, my hand!

Although the content of the shouting is similar to that of the unlucky child before, it is not the same when it comes to misery.

During this period of time, Zhao Yan, who almost didn't kill every day, didn't even have a superfluous expression in the face of this bloody and unexpected scene, he just shook his wrist slightly and shook off the residual blood on the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword, and then stared at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in the lead with an expressionless face.

What a fast sword!

Where did this young master come out!

Moreover, how could he be so young that he could treat killing people as if he were slaughtering chickens and dogs?!

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was frightened, he felt that he was definitely unlucky today, and he was originally a stable job. There was such a big demon moth.

Of course, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi couldn't think of it, for Zhao Yan, who had already figured it out. Everyone, including him, is just a "dummy" who doesn't feel guilty no matter how much he kills. In addition, if you are attacked, you can also get hurt. How could Zhao Yan show mercy when he started to do it?

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, this idiot just died by himself! I'll go, ah...... Get out!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi waved his hands and said in a loud voice, retreating towards the door as he spoke, he didn't have the courage to face Zhao Yan's iron-like sword and obviously quite clever swordsmanship like the stupid guy just now.

In a panic, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi even tripped on the high threshold by accident. Then he really met Zhao Yan's requirements, and fell and rolled all over the ground.

Even the leaders are gone, and the other villains in Tsing Yi are not stupid, and they don't know who started them, and one of them escaped one by one.

Even, Zhao Yan clearly saw that the unlucky child who had his severed hand was able to run into the top three after taking the time to pick up the severed hand......

"I knew now. Why just now?"

Zhao Yan straightened his back, showed off his master's demeanor and shamelessly did the copying of the text again, and then slowly put the sword into the sheath.

The door of the cave was opened, and a gust of wind blew in. blew the corners of Zhao Yan's clothes and the tips of his flying hair.

"Wow, the second young master is so handsome!"

The little girl in Xia Hua clasped her hands and fell into a state of little nymphomania.

Yeah. What you want is this kind of cheer, otherwise wouldn't Young Master Ben have been showing off for half a day?

Zhao Yan who is beautiful in his heart. peeked at Jiang Xinyue, but found that Jiang Xinyue was staring at him with a smile.

Seen, seen through?!

Zhao Yan's mood. Suddenly, he became a little bit of a sufferer, after all, he was mainly showing Jiang Xinyue what he was seeing, if he was seen through......

That's it, even if he is seen through, the face of a manly man has to be held up first!

With such a firm belief, Zhao Yan carried the Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword that returned to the sheath, turned around and left.

"I want to learn from the old and regain my heroism. Fame is the same as dung, and those who disdain benevolence ridicule. Wearing an iron sword, he kills in a fit of rage. Cut the shares and drink the wine, talk and laugh...... Ah, the ghosts!"

Amid the sound of the ode, Zhao Yan turned back to the room where the precious bamboo slips were stored.

In the room, Chu Chengyuan, who was unaware of what was happening in the outside world, was holding a bamboo slip in his hand, reading silently with words, he was obviously trying to memorize the content of the bamboo slip.

"Failure, it seems that pretending to be cool is really not suitable for Young Master Ben, because Young Master Ben himself is already cool enough, and no matter how cool other men are, they can only go to the rooftop...... Well, Sister Xinyue must think so, that's why she smiled so much and didn't speak......"

Putting down the Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword, Zhao Yan was so self-anesthetized.

"Ouch, I actually forgot to ask, who sent those bastard kings just now!"

Soon, Zhao Yan patted his head again and remembered this very important matter.

Although for the sake of Sister Xinyue, Zhao Yan can not hesitate to challenge any guy who jumps out to cause trouble, but it can be figured out that the other party's strength is good after all.

You must know yourself and your opponent first, so that you can not be defeated in a hundred battles, right?

However, after a slight hesitation, Zhao Yan chose not to inquire first, after all, the image of this handsome and dashing master was erected, so he didn't have the shame to run out of the country again after the image was ruined, not good!

Therefore, Zhao Yan simply picked up the bamboo slip book casually and read it silently.

Originally, Zhao Yan just planned to take a look at it, but he didn't think that the bamboo slip book he picked up casually, the author was actually a wonderful person who had a good appetite for him, and the language style was similar to Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching", which was a little bit of wisdom and wisdom.

So Zhao Yan thought while watching, and saw that the sky was dark without paying attention......

"A good book, it's really a good book! Change the world and change the text into vernacular, how can you hang the name of chicken soup for the soul and become a bestseller!"

Zhao Yan, who finally finished reading the last line of the last line, made such a high evaluation as far as he was concerned.

After speaking, Zhao Yan closed his eyes again, trying to recall the contents of the book.

Reading a good book is like making a mentor and friend who can make people feel like a spring breeze, and thinking about it again and again is the respect for it.

"Second Young Master, it's time to eat. ”

Xia Hua's little maid's voice once again played the role of an atmosphere destroyer, dragging Zhao Yan out of Wenqing's world.

The atmosphere was destroyed, and it was not easy to find it again, so Zhao Yan had to reopen his eyes helplessly.

"Huh, why is it dark?"

So, Zhao Yan, who finally realized that the sky was already dark, asked in surprise.

"Second Young Master, you are standing here without moving, reading the book for more than two hours, of course the sky is going to be dark......"

Xia Hua replied.

"Has it been so long?"

Zhao Yan rubbed his nose a little embarrassed, he actually knew very well that he had such a good book for his appetite, and he would see the problem of not knowing anything about foreign objects.

It's just that there are not many good books that can make Zhao Yan forget to sleep and eat so much.

"Yes, yes. The little maid Xia Hua, who didn't know anything about the situation, nodded again and again: "Second Young Master, Miss Xinyue and that Mrs. Xiahou are all waiting for the Second Young Master to go to dinner, so let's go over quickly, the food will have to be heated again if it's late." ”

"Xia Hua, you should wake up Young Master Ben early, you can read the book again at any time, if you miss the atmosphere, you will never come back. ”

Zhao Yan, who left the bamboo slip book, walked as fast as the wind under his feet, and blamed the little girl Xia Hua.

"Second young master, the slave and maid have been called several times, but the second young master, you ignore the slave and maid every time......"

The little girl in Xia Hua shouted injustice. (To be continued......)