"Old thing! Do you dare to rob my horse? Eat the heart of the bear, the leopard gall can't be. ”

The young man in white was fierce with his sword, and his words did not stop.

A dozen swords stabbed out in a row, and the red-haired old man's butt didn't leave the saddle at all, allowing the jujube red horse to jump up on all four hooves and neigh.

People were hiding far away, and the boats on the Qinhuai River slowed down, and the spectators inside pushed open the windows, watching the fight between the white-clothed young man and the red-haired old man, while drinking the wine in their glasses.

After dozens of moves, the young man in white was no longer as light as he was at the beginning, and his sword momentum was no longer murderous, but his eyes still had murderous energy.

"Little baby! Who are you Yang Kunlun, I haven't heard that he has a son, you are not Yang Kunlun's apprentice, is it not his illegitimate son. ”

The red-haired old man laughed insolently, the palm of his left hand had already split the blade of the sword, and his right hand came to grab the white-clothed young man in mid-air.

"Yang Kunlun? Isn't it the master of the Shenyi Sect, this young man is also a person from Grandmaster Yang, no wonder he is from Dongchang. ”

Qian Qianyi held on to the stone fence next to him and couldn't help sighing.

He has been in Beijing for many years, and he has heard of many major events involving the DPRK and the rivers and lakes, especially characters like Yang Kunlun, the master of the Shenyi Sect, who is humble and polite when he meets Grandmaster Yang today.

"Yu Changkong, the leader of the East Factory, is the eldest disciple of Yang Kunlun, it seems that this young man in white is indeed from the East Factory, and he is really coming at me."

Qian Qianyi thought in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, and then went to look at the two people who were fighting.

At this time, there was already a strong man on the ground, but the red-haired old man got off the red horse and fought with the hard-dressed man, and the young man in white stood by and stabbed a sword at the red-haired old man from time to time.

The head of the red horse was facing the young man in white, and he kept chirping, looking very intimate.

Next to the three of them, I don't know when more than a dozen people in black clothes were surrounded by them, and even the officers and soldiers of the Jinling City Patrol Division were standing behind, watching from a distance and not daring to make a sound.

Could it be that these are all people from Dongchang, Wei Zhongxian is above 10,000 people under one person, and his power is so great, even the disciples of Yang Kunlun, the world's most famous Shenyi Sect master, are all people from Dongchang, what is the difference between black and white in the world.

The more Qian Qianyi thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, and he was a little scared in his heart, thinking of this, he quickly took advantage of the fact that the young man in white was not paying attention and avoided it.

"The kid is the true legend of Yang Kunlun, the old man still has something to do, so he will go first."

Qian Qianyi had just walked a few steps away, and the red-haired old man had already leaped up, reached the building by the river, and disappeared all of a sudden.

"Why did you come to Jinling, when I accompanied His Royal Highness King Xin from Beijing, I met the master on the road, and he didn't talk about it, you should be careful alone, don't run around."

The sturdy man spoke softly, and he was very kind to the young man in white.

"Second Senior Brother! I have something to do in Jiangnan, you go, leave me alone. ”

The young man in white had already jumped onto the red horse and didn't look at the sturdy man again.

Qian Qianyi heard the sturdy man talk about King Xin, and he was shocked, King Xin came to Jiangnan? Did you also go to Jinling, it seems that this man is not from Dongchang, what did King Xin do when he came to Jinling.

Qian Qianyi was full of suspicion and fright, walking on the bank of the Qinhuai River, thinking wildly, those entourages had long since lost their minds.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again, and a black iron cart ran past, and four horses pulled it, but there was no one in sight.

Qian Qianyi put his mind at ease, it wasn't the young man in white, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.

After a while, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly rose, and a man and a horse had already arrived beside him, Qian Qianyi looked up, and couldn't help but turn pale, and Zao Hong was the young man in white.

"Little official, I see that you are not big or small, most of you are also an official, I just don't know if you are a clean official or a corrupt official, a good official is fine, a bad official who oppresses the people, I am going to find trouble with you."

The young man in white said as he looked coldly at Qian Qianyi, who was trembling.

"Qian Qianyi, a waiter in the Xiayuan Rite Department, had already resigned to the emperor yesterday and returned home. Xiaguan is well-known in Beijing, and you 9,000-year-old adults in Dongchang also know me. ”

"Wei Laogou is something, I'm not from Dongchang, I just use the waist card given to me by others to scare people and play."

"Don't be afraid."

The young man in white and the red horse are gone.

Qian Qianyi came to his senses for a long time, he was not from Dongchang, and his second senior brother was not from Dongchang.

Yu Changkong, the commander of the East Factory, is Yang Kunlun's big disciple, what the hell is this?

The more Qian Qianyi thought about it, the more confused he became, the worn wound on his shoulder was faintly painful, and his feet and legs were also very painful.

A gust of wind blew, and the strength of the wine was rising again, Qian Qianyi couldn't stand it anymore, and fell to the ground unconscious.