Jing Zhou's figure swept the air, slowly raised his right hand, and the naked eye could see that the purple mangs were wrapped around his palms, and in an instant, the purple mangs became a momentum, and a fierce sword intent was condensed on it.

With a slight wave of his right hand, the sword light was great, and the purple qi suddenly rushed straight out, shattering the dust in the sky, and shattering it with a touch of cold light hidden behind him.

The dust flew out, mixed with the knife qi that was splashed out, and it fell to the ground and smashed countless potholes, and the woman who stood up from the ground saw her heart swaying, and with a light sword, she forced Yuan Tingshan to this extent?

Suddenly, the world was quiet, she seemed to come back to her senses, and when she looked forward again, a sword aura had already penetrated Yuan Tingshan's chest.

"You, who the hell are you?"

Yuan Tingshan looked at the purple light passing through him incredulously, and only felt funny.

When the fish dies and the net breaks, the fish will die, but in the end the net will not break.

He tried his best, but he still couldn't block this man's sword.

How could such a person appear in Jianzhou!

"Why should the dead know so much?" The surging voice sounded in Yuan Tingshan's ears again.

"Lao Tzu is not..., unwilling, willing." Yuan Tingshan, who believed that Xuanyuan Qingfeng would inevitably become his woman, smiled desolately, and his body fell softly.

Several surviving dart masters looked at each other, this once turned the Jianzhou martial arts upside down, and Yuan Tingshan, who was valued by the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, died like this?

Who is this young boy who is sacred?

didn't even give Xuanyuan Ancestor's face!

In Jianzhou Martial Arts, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain is the sky, and the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family is the earth. Although Xuanyuan Ancestor is not a son of man, which makes Jianzhou martial arts despised, who dares to jump out and shout a grievance?

Even if the thieves were killed by the government, as long as they went to Huishan and got the protection of the Xuanyuan family, the government could only turn a blind eye.

Seeing the purple-clothed boy sweeping towards this side, all the dart masters lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at each other.

"Xuanyuan Dapan, this old guy has a good eye, but this kind of person with fine skin and tender meat can't withstand the old guy's tossing for a few days." Jing Zhou's eyes fell on the face next to the carriage, and he sighed lightly.

In addition to Xuanyuan Qingfeng in Jianzhou, the one who can still have such a posture should be the Murong sister and brother who "one female after another, the female is in the city, the male is in the country, and both fly into the Wutong Palace".

Murong Wuzhu, who was soft and delicate in the past, raised his head and looked at the purple cloth in a daze, looking forward to the next move of the purple-clothed boy.

Rather than falling into the hands of Xuanyuan Old Ancestor and becoming a plaything, living a life of trembling all day long, it is better to be left to serve this son. She is not as assertive as her younger brother, as long as she can live, what about being a slave and a maid?

Serving this son is always better than being scared in the Murong family. If it weren't for the old servants of the center left behind after the death of their grandfather, they would not have been able to walk out of Murong Mansion for half a step, and could only be slaughtered like fish on a eucalyptus board.

"Childe, what should you do with the rest?" The blue bird picked up the instant gun from the ground and came to Jing Zhou's side.

The hearts of the dart masters are tight, after all, killing people and killing mouths is very common in the rivers and lakes.

Yuan Tingshan can't stop this son's brother's sword, and together they can't withstand Yuan Tingshan's few knives, if that son's brother slashes with a sword......

The woman who was regarded as the person in the room by Xuanyuan Ancestor turned flushed and slowly lowered her head. At this time, she didn't think about the poem "Both flew into the Wutong Palace", but just looked forward to staying by the side of the purple-clothed boy and settling down.

"It has nothing to do with us", Jing Zhou lifted the Xuanyuan family who had fainted to the ground and threw it on the carriage.

The next section of the road is a waterway, with many rivers, and it just needs a person to lead the way.

"The man by the carriage," the blue bird said and stopped.

Even if she was a woman, when she saw the face that was comparable to the white fox's face, she was still in a trance.

If it is replaced by the son of the world, that person will inevitably be brought back to Wutong Garden. Even if the flowers are not picked, it is always good to keep them.

"There are more people in the world, and you can't take one away when you touch one." Jing Zhou flipped his hand, and the dirt under his feet swelled, covering the corpse on the ground.

The roller curtain of the carriage on the side was lifted again, and the person who walked down from the carriage with an egg and a figure almost touched Murong Wuzhu was just resolute in his eyes, especially the back of the spine, which was straight, not like an ordinary woman.

Emperor Murong Tong ignored his sister on the ground, took a few steps forward to Jing Zhou's side, and saluted: "Thank you for the grace of the son for saving his life." ”

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"It's just the right time." Jing Zhou glanced at the "girl" who was not a woman but was better than a woman, and waved his hand to show that this fake girl didn't have to take it to heart.

The literati only compete with each other in poetry and songs, and the gold, stone and jade are obviously outdated, so the dignitaries and nobles all have the custom of raising singers and beautiful maids at home, especially in the places where the literary style in the south of the Yangtze River is at its peak, it is even more popular, and this matter is regarded as an elegant thing, and the good of Longyang is the most different.

There are many girls with good faces, but there are few scholars with red lips and white teeth, like the beautiful lotus in front of him, more like a woman's Murong Tonghuang, who is no longer the best, but an immortal product, which can not be found, no wonder Xuanyuan Dapan regards it as a forbidden belly.

It's just that he has no habit of breaking his sleeves, and such a beautiful man is just ordinary in his eyes.

The blue bird was slightly distracted on the side, it was really the person in front of him, who couldn't distinguish between male and female, which made people confused. Just by looking at his face, no one in this world would think that Emperor Murong Tong was a man.

Emperor Murong Tong was just about to open his mouth, but the purple-clothed boy in front of him had already turned around and got into the carriage with the gun-wielding maid in Tsing Yi.

He really didn't have any thoughts about his sister and brother?

Emperor Murong Tong, who thought that the world was as black as a crow, was stunned, and the countermeasures that he had originally thought of in his heart were not used at this time.

Before escaping from Murong Mansion, he was with a few self-proclaimed Qingliu, but in his bones he was greedy for beauty, and he got the opportunity to get out.

Emperor Murong Tong glanced at his cowardly sister, bit his lip and said, "Son, please stay, there is something to ask for below!" ”

Today's pursuit of Yuan Tingshan made him realize one thing, with the strength of the Xuanyuan family, I am afraid that his sister and brother have been arrested before they escape from Jianzhou. The dart master who spent a lot of money seemed to be safe, but he couldn't even stop Yuan Tingshan's knife. And there are not many doormen like Yuan Tingshan in Xuanyuan's house.

Even if he can get out of the perverted hands of Xuanyuan Lao, but out of Jianzhou, who knows if he will encounter a thief like Chu Lushan's fat pig?

Rather than fall into the hands of Xuanyuan, Chu Lu and others, it is better to die and be liberated.

It's just that although he is not afraid of death, but his sister Murong Wuzhu is even afraid of acupuncture, if it weren't for her repeated insistence, she was afraid that she wouldn't even have the courage to escape from Murong's family, most of them resigned herself to her fate, and tortured herself by Xuanyuan Lao's perversion.

The purple-clothed man in front of him, since he dares to kill the people of the Xuanyuan family, his family background must be good, and he is not a person who is greedy for beauty, if his sister follows him, even if he is a slave and a maid, it is thousands of times stronger than serving Xuanyuan in the Xuanyuan family.

"It is better to ask for others than for yourself." Jing Zhou replied, thinking: "According to the trajectory of development, the two Murong sisters and brothers fled, when Xu Fengnian ended his wandering in Jiangnan and entered Jianzhou in the south, it happened in advance at this time, could it be the effect of his big butterfly?" ”

Seeing that the carriage did not stop at all, Emperor Murong Tong's lips pursed tightly, and his heart was ruthless, he took two packages from the carriage, divided some silver and the surviving dart master, and pulled his sister on the side to follow.

Murong Wuzhu does not go out of the door on weekdays, and in the Murong family, she is raised as a real young lady, just looking forward to her one day, and she can exchange the family for wealth and wealth.

After just a few steps, Murong Wuzhu, who had a thin waist of Yang Liu, was already sweating, the green silk on his forehead was knotted and mixed into wisps, and his feet were like rows of copper nails, and the pain in the soles of his feet was unbearable.

Emperor Murong Tong glanced down at his sister, who was panting and sweating coldly, and said coldly: "I don't want to fall into the hands of Xuanyuan Old Pervert and suffer humiliation, so I gritted my teeth and walked down." ”

After walking two miles, the girl who had just escaped from the tiger's mouth was already limping, and if it weren't for her brother's support, she would have fallen to the ground at this time.

The blue bird in the car glanced back, and couldn't bear to say, "Childe, they are still following behind." ”

Jing Zhou said "um" and said, "Blue Bird, there are thousands of poor people in this world. Not to mention anything else, in this Jiangnan area, how many daughters were exchanged for copper coins when they were young, and after being trained by experts and masters, they fell into the land of fireworks and entertained people with their bodies. Aren't they pitiful? ”

"Red faces may not be all disasters, but how thin lives are true. God has given a face of a sinking fish and a goose, and naturally he has to eat the bitter fruit brought by this face, where is there a truth in the world that only enjoys happiness and does not suffer from freezing and starvation? ”

"Besides, this trip to Xuanyuan's house is not a smooth road, even if I am here, I may not be able to protect this pair of sisters and brothers."

The blue bird pondered for a moment and hesitated, "Why doesn't that boy teach them a little kung fu?" Didn't Jian Jiuhuang ever beg Gongzi to pass on those swords for him? ”

Seeing the pleading color flashing in the blue bird's eyes, Jing Zhou thought for a while, called out to the tiger, and stopped the carriage.

Although Emperor Murong Tong missed the best age to practice martial arts, and he was not born with great luck like Xu Fengnian, he was resolute and backbone, so it may not be difficult to achieve something.

In addition, he is a person whose grace of dripping water will be reciprocated, and Lao Huang's nine swords are passed on to him, which is not bad.

It is passed on to Wen Hua alone, and it doesn't hurt to pass on another person, Lao Huang may be underground, and he is willing to accept two more apprentices.

Murong Wuzhu, who had been exhausted after him, saw that the carriage stopped, and suddenly had another strength, as if the life-saving straw was in front of him.

Emperor Murong Tong helped his sister to the carriage, and after seeing Hukui's figure clearly, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and a sense of horror rose in his heart for no reason. Previously, he was far away, so he naturally couldn't feel the fierce aura on this fierce beast's body that seemed to want to choose people to eat, and at this time, facing Hu Kui, if it weren't for his tenacity since childhood, he would have been the same as Murong Wuzhu at this time, and his body was trembling.

Jing Zhou saw that Emperor Murong Tong's body was always as tall as a pine, nodded secretly, and with a wave of his hand, he covered the breath from Hu Kui's body.

Slightly relieved, Emperor Murong Tong asked straight to the point: "Is there still a shortage of people around the son?" ”

Jing Zhou shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no shortage." ”

Murong Wuzhu endured the pain, thinking about his brother's previous instructions, and saluted: "Thank you, son."

"Haven't you already thanked you?" Jing Zhou interrupted the woman, whose face was unnatural because of the pain.

Murong Wuzhu was stunned, didn't know how to answer, and turned his head to look at Murong Tonghuang, who was paying attention.

Emperor Murong Tong wrapped the two in his hand, and in addition to a few changes of clothes, all of them were gold, silver, jewelry, and a few large copper coins.

Jing Zhoule said: "You want to send money to me?" ”

Emperor Murong Tong nodded, pointed to the helpless sister beside him, and said, "I still hope that the prince will take Murong Wuzhu in, even if it is to let her be a slave and a maid." ”

Jing Zhou smiled: "Where is there a reason to be a maid for someone and give something?" ”

Emperor Murong Tong didn't say anything, just looked up at the purple-clothed boy who was lazily leaning on the carriage.

After a long time, Jing Zhou's expression was straight, and he said to Emperor Murong Tong: "Do you know where we are going this way?" ”

Emperor Murong Tonghuang shook his head and said indifferently: "No matter where Gongzi goes, she is better than being in the Murong family, at least she can't even compare to a dog." ”

Jing Zhou chuckled and said, "My trip is to Xuanyuan's house, aren't you two afraid of following me and falling into the tiger's mouth?" Not only did they lose people, but even the money they had saved so hard was also lost. ”

Murong Wuzhu's body trembled and almost fell to the ground.

Emperor Murong Tong showed a smile on his face and said, "If it is really a sheep into the mouth of a tiger, and the prince kills the people of the Xuanyuan family, wouldn't it be redundant?" ”

Jing Zhou muttered: "Although Xuanyuan Dapan is not as martial arts wizard as Wang Xianzhi, it can be regarded as half a martial arts genius, although it has not been included in the martial arts evaluation, but compared to the last few of the top ten masters in the world, it is only higher than the lower. This guy was already a rare master in the world when he was in his prime, and he has taken yin and yang to supplement yang over the years, and his skills have reached a higher level. In terms of cultivation, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family is comparable to the great real people in the Daomen. ”

"I heard that the old guy didn't touch the female color for a day, his eyes were red, as if he was going to go crazy, and when he saw your brother and sister, he would definitely take action, aren't you afraid?"

The timid and cowardly Murong Wuzhu tugged on his sleeves tightly, his eyes were full of helplessness, and tears circled in his eyes, and the next moment it seemed to be rolling out of it.

Murong Tonghuang said in a full tone: "How not to be afraid, but if you are afraid, you have to live like a person." ”

His sister and brother are already alive and dead, so why not gamble!

Jing Zhou said: "There is a thing called luck in this world, and nothing is impossible with it. But besides luck, there's another thing. ”

"Someone once said that the most important thing for a person is to have courage and confidence, even if there is nothing, you can also suppress the other party and control everything, you are full of courage." Jing Zhou turned his hand and took out a piece of silk silk from the carriage, and waited for the blue bird to study the ink and then pick up the pen to paint, each painting did not have many words, but it was painted with a sword momentum.

Emperor Murong Tong breathed a sigh of relief, he made the right bet!

After Jing Zhou finished painting, he threw the silk silk into the hands of Emperor Murong Tong, and said: "There is an old man who asked me to pick a better seedling for him and pass on this swordsmanship. This swordsmanship fell into your hands, and the old man knew it underground, which can be regarded as gratifying. ”

Murong Tong looked forward, and the handwriting on the rice paper was crooked, like an earthworm.