Yang Jingshu glanced at Xiangling's small arms and legs, and pouted disdainfully: "You are the little village girl that Brother Qingyue likes?" ”

Xiangling: "......"

This woman is also too direct and speaks without twists and turns?

The key is, how does Chu Xiangling answer this question?

Be? It doesn't seem to be.

No? It seems to be again.

Yang Qingyue never gave her an answer, even she was confused, how to answer?

Seeing that Xiangling was silent, Yang Jingshu's dissatisfaction became even more, her eyebrows were furrowed and almost twisted together, and she said with annoyance: "What will you do?" What is there to like about Brother Qingyue?! ”

Xiangling: "......"

The first question of "like it or not" is still confused, and "what do you like" don't know how to talk about it, Xiangling has to continue to be silent.

Yang Jingshu was even more dissatisfied, and said to the female general beside her: "Give her a few weapons." ”

The female general was ordered to put a spear, a crossbow, a long sword, and a broadsword on the stone table.

Yang Jingshu pointed to the weapon on the table and said, "You can choose whatever you want and attack me." ”

Xiangling couldn't continue to be dumb anymore, and hurriedly said: "The folk girls dare not overstep the nobles. ”

Yang Jingshu snorted disdainfully: "With your size like a chick, where can you go beyond General Ben?!" If you don't choose a weapon, I'll whip you with my bare hands! It's too late for you to regret it. ”

Yang Jingshu shook the thirteen-section long whip in her hand, the whip swept like a spirit snake, the whip slashed slightly across Xiangling's neck, and she felt that the fluff on her throat was swept away without leaving a single one.

This hand, which was really extraordinary, quickly shocked Xiangling.

No wonder Yang Qingyue always said that she was "too weak", compared with such a female general who is like a whip growing on her body, how can she be compared?

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the momentum cannot be lost!

Although she was ashamed, Xiangling still plucked up her courage, took out the slingshot and mud projectile from her arms and said, "I use this, is it okay?" ”

Yang Jingshu looked at the child's slingshot projectile with disdain, nodded and said: "No matter what weapon you choose, how many weapons you choose, this general always uses a whip, and he still uses a whip in the face of one person and thousands of troops." ”

Yang Jingshu made a gesture in a similar manner, and before she was ready, three projectiles had already swooped in!

The corners of Yang Jingshu's mouth rose, not angry but laughing, I didn't expect this little village girl to be very brave, not only dare to attack a general opponent, but also carry out a surprise attack!! She likes it, though!!

Yang Jingshu retreated backwards, and swept Xiangling's face with a flick of the long whip.

Although Xiangling has not learned the moves of the real whip, because she will play the whip for a while every day to adapt to the laws of the whip, she can basically judge the trajectory of the whip, dodge and move, and she is not defeated immediately!

Yang Jingshu was shocked in her heart, she never expected that this petite-looking little peasant girl had an extremely flexible body, and seemed to be able to hear and distinguish the position, guess the trajectory of the whip before the whip hit, and seize the opportunity.

Xiangling was also shocked, the other party did not make a killing move against herself, obviously retained her strength, she was really the shadow of a famous tree, this Showa female general did have two brushes under her hands, and she was not weaker than Yang Qingyue, as long as she was willing, Xiangling would become a mouse under the cat's paws at any time.

Until all the mud projectiles in Xiangling's purse were used up, Yang Jingshu had all the fun, and with a force in her hand, she directly knocked Xiangling down, and a female soldier stepped forward and put a sword on her neck.

The Jiang family in the house didn't pay much attention to the people in the courtyard.

I only saw a team of people in dark red uniforms, thinking it was Yang Qingyue coming.

The two of them didn't care when they fought, because Yang Qingyue often helped Xiangling with her moves.

It wasn't until he saw someone putting the sword on Xiangling's neck that he realized that something was wrong, and the Jiang clan immediately rushed out of the house.

Jiang exclaimed, "Who are you? Why are you arresting my daughter? ”

Xiao Lianlian saw a female soldier pressing Xiangling's neck, so angry that she ran over, opened her mouth and bit the female soldier's wrist.

The female soldier's instinct in pain pushed, Xiao Lianlian was pushed to the ground, fell her buttocks, and howled with a flat mouth: "You let go of my sister, let go of my sister!! ”

Xiangling said angrily: "Yang Jingshu, you are looking for me to be unlucky, why don't you even let go of the children, what kind of first female general are you?" ”

Seeing Xiangling's nervous look, Yang Jingshu lifted one foot up, stepped on the other stone bench, sat with a golden knife, squinted lightly and said, "Do you know that you are afraid now?!" Why weren't you afraid when you seduced Brother Qingyue? ”

Xiangling said with annoyance: "When did I seduce your brother Qingyue?!" ”

Yang Jingshu snorted lightly: "Didn't seduce? This is very clear. If it weren't for you, how could Brother Qingyue lead the troops out of the camp in the middle of the night? It's not for you, Brother Qingyue can steal my whip for you? If it wasn't for you, how could Brother Qing Yue risk his life to smoke Wushi San? It's not for you, Brother Qing Yue was able to let go of the military prostitute and almost let Wang Overseer target him? If it weren't for you, Brother Qingyue......"

The more Yang Jingshu spoke, the more indignant she became, and the more Xiangling listened, the more frightened she became, the amount of information in the other party's words was too large, there were things she knew, and there were even more things she didn't know.

Smoking Wushi San, she always thought it was Yang Qingyue, who harmed the Sheng Xiang family, but she didn't expect that he took the initiative to suck it, in order to clear the Sheng family's troubles for herself.

The matter of replacing Chu Xiangwei almost caused him trouble, which she did not expect.

Xiangling didn't like Yang Jingshu's domineering posture very much, and in the spirit of a dead pig not being afraid of boiling water, she pouted to Yang Jingshu and said, "If you want to save Yang Qingyue's heart, what kind of martial arts are you good at compared to me?" Have the ability to compare cooking skills with me! More red than a woman! Than poetry! Do you dare? ”

Yang Jingshu stared at Xiangling, and when Xiangling thought she was angry, she smiled, stood up, and paced leisurely and said: "Although the person is a little weaker, the momentum is quite strong, and the use of the radical method is also good, but it's a pity that you used the wrong person." I'm a ruffian, and as long as I complete the mission, I can do whatever it takes. ”

Yang Jingshu glanced at the two female soldiers on the side, and the two female soldiers immediately walked behind Jiang and Lianlian, although they didn't make a move, the threat was obvious.

Lian Lian was so frightened that she hugged Jiang's thighs, flattened her mouth, her eyes were red, and she was about to cry at any time.

Xiangling was so angry in her heart, she couldn't wait to scratch Yang Jingshu's face, but on the surface, she had to bow down and be small, gritted her teeth and said, "What do you want?" ”

Yang Jingshuyun smiled lightly, and said word by word: "Isn't my nine-section whip in your hand?" Holding the handle of the whip and hanging it from the tree for half an hour, I will not embarrass your family. ”

Xiangling had a fire in her belly, but she had to bow her head under the low eaves.

Xiangling honestly took out the whip, flicked the whip and put it on the branch, and hung in the air.

Yang Jingshu watched quietly like this, chattering endlessly:

"Brother Qingyue was three years old when Wen Cong was a Confucian; At the age of five, he was a famous general; At the age of ten, he hunted the head wolf alone; At the age of fifteen, he graduated from the military ...... in the first place in the martial arts hall"

"Brother Qingyue's three generations of loyal and brave generals will always enjoy the four grades; If it weren't for his father's intention, Brother Qing Yue would never be just a precursor. ”

"Brother Qingyue is suave, and when he didn't leave Beijing, the first talented girl and the first beauty in the capital fought on the street for him......"

"Such an excellent brother Qingyue, are you worthy?"

The more Xiangling listened, the lower her head became, in such a comparison, she seemed to be really useless, and she didn't even deserve Yang Qingyue's toes.