The little beggar saw a few silver needles shooting at him with a "snort" sound of breaking through the air, and there was no panic on his face. I saw a swing of the bamboo stick in his hand, and let out a burst of "Dang!" While! While! The sound of the silver needles was shot down in an instant.

As the silver needle landed, a little girl in purple had already flown up to him. I saw that this little girl was born very lively and cute, with a white melon seed face, a pair of curved eyebrows like willow leaves, and a pair of big eyes under the eyebrows, which was very attractive. is such a lovely little girl, but the corners of her eyes are full of murder, and the long sword in her hand is glowing with coldness, anyone who sees it will be terrified. She was followed by several black-clothed people, all of whom were covered with a terrifying aura, which was by no means an ordinary person in the rivers and lakes.

The little beggar jumped into the Mingfang Pavilion, and the little girl in purple rushed into the teahouse without thinking. The old gentleman who was talking about history hurriedly hid under a tea table and exclaimed, "Oh no, Murong Yunyao, the daughter of Murong Yanzhao, the privy deputy envoy, is here!" This aunt and grandmother are not fuel-efficient lamps, the last time they came to Xiangyang, they made a lot of trouble here, and this time they must not make a fuss! ”

Murong Yunyao ignored everyone's expressions and rushed straight towards the little beggar, "Stinky people who want food, do you think anyone can take anything!" You took the things of my guests, if you know each other, return them quickly, otherwise don't blame this girl for being ruthless! ”

The little beggar shook his head and pretended not to understand, "Whose stuff did I take?" And what's it for? I'm a beggar, not a thief, don't throw any dirty water on my head! ”

Murong Yunyao said angrily: "You took Jin Ruyi, Brother Pingzhong's Jin Ruyi!" He entered Beijing this year to get the Zhongjin Shi, and was named Cheng'an Zhi County by today's son, and was given Jin Ruyi. Before he took office, he wanted to travel to the famous mountains and rivers, and happened to pass by my father's newly built mansion in Ezhou, and my father heard of his name, so he left him to have a few glasses of wine. Who knew that he was too drunk to drink, drunk on the side of the road, Jin Ruyi in his arms accidentally fell out, and was picked up by you, a stinky begging person! ”

The little beggar shook his head again, "He's drunk, who can prove that I took Jin Ruyi?" Don't think that if you are Murong Yanzhao's daughter, you can bully people casually, if this young man also reports his father's name, he must be scared to death! ”

Murong Yunyao snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Hmph! You stole Jin Ruyi because this girl saw it with her own eyes, do you still want to quibble? You have the ability to report your father's name, and I know which bastard you are to teach such an unreasonable dead cub as you! ”

The little beggar straightened his chest and said proudly: "My father is one of the five tiger generals under Murong Yanyun's account, and he is nicknamed 'Drunken Life and Dream Death' and 'Wine and Sword Double' Wan Mengsheng!" This Shaoxia is Wan Mengsheng's only son - Wan Jianfeng! ”

Murong Yunyao snorted and laughed, "Hahaha, you can't beat this girl, just hand over Jin Ruyi obediently, why make up such nonsense!" If you are Wan Mengsheng's son, I am still Murong Yanyun's daughter! ”

As she spoke, she suddenly stepped forward, and the long sword in her hand swung rapidly, releasing ten thousand rays of brilliance in an instant. Seeing this, the little beggar's face changed slightly, and his body flashed to the side, and the bamboo stick in his hand slammed into the long sword. Murong Yunyao didn't expect the little beggar to react so quickly, and before the long sword could be withdrawn, it actually collided with the bamboo stick.

Murong Yunyao only felt that the strength on the bamboo stick was very great, and the tiger's mouth instantly shook numb, and the long sword flew out of his hand. Just listen to "When!" With a bang, the sword fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, the little beggar smiled, bent down to pick up the long sword, and threw it at Murong Yunyao. Murong Yunyao thought that the little beggar intended to take his life, so he was furious in his heart, and took the long sword thrown in his hand. As soon as the sword started, she slashed out diagonally, and the sword momentum was swift and ruthless.

"Hey! I've returned my sword to you, why are you still working with me! The little beggar's face was slightly flustered, he had just drunk thirty-two bowls of wine in one go, he was already slightly drunk at the moment, and his steps were a little staggering, how could he dodge such a sharp sword?

I saw a flash of white light, blood spurted out, and the little beggar clutched his injured arm and shouted, "You stinky girl who doesn't know what to do, I was kind enough to let you, but you attacked me!" You wait, sooner or later I will take revenge on this sword! ”

Murong Yunyao snorted coldly: "Hmph! You're not the son of Wan Mengsheng, if you want revenge, go to your father! It's a pity that with your skills, it's really difficult to rush back to Yinfeng Mountain Villa alive! As she spoke, she stabbed the little beggar in the shoulder with another sword.

The little beggar staggered to the side, "Stinky girl, you're still finished!" I'll tell you the truth, I've just replaced Jin Ruyi with thirty-two bowls of aged wine. So you're killing me with a sword now, and I can't give it back to you!" ”

Murong Yunyao said angrily: "I thought you were just a little beggar, but I didn't expect you to be a little liar, this girl will kill you today to eliminate harm for the people!" She said that the long sword in her hand flashed coldly, and it stabbed straight into the throat of the little beggar.

Seeing this, the little beggar hurriedly took a few steps back, and was about to swing the stick to fight back, when a young man's panting voice came from behind the little girl, "Mu ...... Murong ...... Girl, you're running too ...... It's so fast! You just need to ask him to hand over Jin Ruyi, no...... Don't kill him! ”

Murong Yunyao followed a few steps when he heard this, and the long sword slid down suddenly, slicing towards the little beggar's chest. The little beggar swung the bamboo stick in his hand and wanted to smash the long sword in Murong Yunyao's hand with force, but who knew that Murong Yunyao suddenly changed his moves, and the person turned behind the little beggar in an instant.

Seeing that Murong Yunyao suddenly disappeared, the little beggar expected that she must be hiding behind him, and hurriedly swept backwards with a stick, hitting her waist and eyes. Murong Yunyao saw that his trick was seen through by the little beggar, so he hurriedly leaned up and pointed his sword at his right shoulder. The little beggar sank his shoulders and turned sideways, and the bamboo stick in his hand went straight to the long sword in Murong Yunyao's hand.

Murong Yunyao volleyed somersaults, and then pounced, stabbing out a series of three swords in his hand, three swords like a storm. These three swords are not said to be little beggars, even if they have been famous for many years, they may not be able to catch them!

The little beggar saw that Murong Yunyao had used his true skills, and secretly said in his heart, "I didn't expect this stinky girl to be so powerful, it seems that these tricks taught me by my mother are not enough to deal with her." But if I take out the martial arts that my master taught me, in case I accidentally kill her, Murong Yanzhao will have to fight hard with this young man. Thirty-six strategies are the best policy, I might as well slip away! ”

Murong Yunyao didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were fixed on him, and the sword momentum in his hand did not stop at all. I saw the little beggar take a few steps back, and then stumbled and fell to the ground. Seeing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Murong Yunyao's mouth, "Stinky food, look at how you run now!" ”

As she spoke, she stooped down and stabbed the little beggar in the right leg, and the little beggar sat up suddenly, and he wanted to pick up a stone and throw it in her face. But Murong Yunyao came too fast, and he got up too violently, and the mouths of the two kissed straight together.

"The Prodigal Son!" Murong Yunyao hurriedly retreated backwards and slapped the little beggar in the face. The little beggar slapped Murong Yunyao, only to feel a hot pain on his face, he saw that Murong Yunyao did not continue to make moves, but kept wiping his mouth vigorously, and his face was even angry and ashamed, and he flew up to a low wall in the backyard with a smile.

He stood at the head of the wall and pointed at Murong Yunyao and said, "You said that I was a prodigal son of a disciple, and I also said that you were a water-based Yang Hua!" Even though this young man is handsome and chic, and looks like Pan An, you can't take the initiative to post it so quickly, right? Hahaha, no one will dare to marry such a girl in the future! ”

Murong Yunyao was embarrassed, her face was red in an instant, and even the long sword in her hand was "buzzing", as if she was complaining for her master. She stomped her feet angrily and said angrily to a few black-clothed people beside her, "What are you waiting for, why don't you take down this shameless thief quickly!" ”

The little beggar smiled and said, "I'm older than you, even if you call me a thief, you shouldn't call me a thief!" If I were a thief, wouldn't you still be in your mother's swaddling clothes? ”

At this moment, don't talk about Murong Yunyao, even those few people in black can't stand it anymore, and they all raise their swords and jump towards the wall. The little beggar saw that the other party was numerous, turned away, and tapped on the wall with his toes, and the person had already floated out for a foot or two.

"Everyone has run away, don't chase it yet!" Murong Yunyao snorted lightly, jumped over the low wall, and chased after him with his sword. Several black-clothed people were afraid that Murong Yunyao would make a mistake, so they hurried after them.

At this moment, the panting young man ran closer, looked in the direction of the crowd, and sighed: "Alas, I am unlucky enough to lose my things, and I have to run behind your ass all day." Oh my God, this doesn't let people live! ”