Tongfu Inn.

Rooms on the third floor.

Feng Siniang was taking a bath again.

When the last trace of fatigue disappeared in the water, she used a snow-white silk scarf to wash her body.

When the silky silk scarf rubbed against the skin, it always made people feel an indescribable pleasure, but how she wished it was a man's hand.

The man's hand she likes!

No matter how soft a silk scarf is, it can't compare to a lover's hand, and nothing in the world can replace a lover's hand!

She looked at her smooth, crystalline, almost flawless carcass in a daze, and an indescribable melancholy suddenly rose in her heart......

She thought of Xiao Shiyilang.

She actually likes Xiao Shiyilang, but Xiao Shiyi Lang doesn't like her.

Thinking of Xiao Shiyilang, Feng Siniang thought of the rumors that have become popular recently.

Jiang Prison defeated Dugu Yihe, the head of Emei, with a knife in Mount Emei, and informed Jianghu that he wanted to find out the murderer, avenge Xujiazhuang, and arrest Xiao Shiyilang.

"The Heavenly Hell God Catches the ...... of the River Prison"

Feng Siniang sneered in her heart, she was already interested in cutting deer knives, and Jiang Jian actually wanted to arrest Xiao Shiyilang, she was even more unhappy.

"If you want to catch Xiao Shiyilang, see if I took your deer cutting knife first!"

……

Dollhill.

The dwarf Marquis got up from the little boy and picked up a two-foot-long sword next to him.

The knife has a quaint and antiquated scabbard.

He drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sword light was crystal bright, like a pool of autumn water.

"It is indeed a peerless sword!"

Xiaoyao Hou carefully played with the deer cutting knife and thought:

"How can such a treasure sword be fake?"

"But what's the matter with that handle in Jiang Prison's hand?"

"Did he want to lure the snake out of the hole?"

The little boy walked up from behind without a wisp, his eyebrows were full of spring, he was weak, and he exuded infinite spring love after the sun and rain.

"Childe, it doesn't matter if he's real or fake, I'll bring the knife in Jiang Prison for Childe, and I'll know if it's true or false then!"

The little boy Yingying said with a smile, as if taking a knife from Jiang Prison is like taking a kitchen knife from the vegetable market.

"Although Jiang Prison is not very old, his martial arts are really extraordinary, and his scheming and wisdom are outstanding, I'm afraid you won't be able to get his sword!"

Xiaoyao shook his head.

People's IQ and body are often inversely proportional, so it is often said that the limbs are developed and the mind is simple.

Xiaoyaohou is physically crippled and a dwarf, but he is an extremely intelligent person who never forgets.

Not only is his martial arts very high, but he is also very insidious, vicious, and terrifying.

Regarding the rumors released by Jiang Prison that there is a secret of treasure in the deer cutting knife, he does not believe it.

If there was a treasure map in Xujiazhuang, it would have been discovered a long time ago.

How could it be possible to wait until now.

What's more, it's about the treasures of the Qin Dynasty left by the overlord Xiang Yu.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

The little boy was not convinced, and if he didn't have high martial arts in these years, he must be powerful.

Strong people with high martial arts but planted in the hands of the weak abound.

She's the best at using intrigues.

Xiaoyao Hou did not speak, and acquiesced to the words of the little prince.

Anyway, whether it succeeds or not, there is no loss to him.

Even if the little boy dies, it doesn't matter.

The last thing he lacks is women.

In his eyes, the little boy was just a toy of a little use.

"...... of the River Prison"

There are countless poisonous schemes in the little boy's heart.

……

"The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes."

"In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life."

"Lifting a sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock."

"Dust is like a tide, people are like water, only sigh a few people in the rivers and lakes."

Jiang Jian raised his head and took a big sip of wine, looked at the corpses lying around him, and couldn't help but shake his head.

This is a group of thieves who have gathered in the mountains and forests, and there are 500 of them.

Each one has a few hands.

They prepared all kinds of traps, and even got powerful bows and crossbows to ambush on both sides, thinking that in this way they could kill Jiang Jian and seize the sword.

It's a pity that they never know that there is only one result if they want to fight Jiang Prison.

That's death!

It's a pity that these people wouldn't change even if they knew!

How can people like them change?

Only death!

"Wheels, gone!"

Jiang Jian reached out and rubbed the hairy head of the wheel that sat down.

The wheel is not a horse.

It has a round body, black and white fur, and two large black eyes and ears.

That's right.

It's the giant panda.

It was encountered in a big mountain in Shuzhong after Jiang Prison left Emei.

Jiang Jian saw that it was cute, so he gave it a source point.

And then this guy is on him.

You have to follow him.

Jiang Jian thought that Chi You could ride a giant panda to fight, and he also got a giant panda mount, so he accepted it.

Give it the name Wheel.

Because it also had a daughter, Jiang Prison named it Rolling.

The wheels are rolling.

It's only the size of a football, and he's lying on Jiang Prison's shoulder.

Equivalent to buy one get one free.

After the wheels and rolling followed Jiang Prison, Jiang Prison spent dozens of source points to strengthen their bodies, wash their marrow and cut their bones.

At this moment, the wheel is not only not slower than a horse, but even its endurance is very strong, because it can barely be regarded as a spirit beast.

The wheels headed towards Qingfeng Mountain under the instructions of Jiang Prison.

The road of Qingfeng Mountain is difficult and dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the gang of robbers just now is the bandits of Qingfeng Mountain, who are famous for their murder in a radius of hundreds of miles.

Such bandits must accumulate a lot.

Jiang Prison was able to make a windfall again.

What's more, each of the 500 bandits just now was fierce and ruthless, killing countless people, committing many crimes, and having many sources.

The source point of the river prison can be said to be used more and more, and now it has exceeded the million mark.

It's like your money has grown from 700,000 to 1 million.

The heart is beautiful.

The speed of the wheels is extremely fast, like a cheetah, carrying the river prison up at a gallop, over the mountains and mountains, as if walking on the ground.

After a cup of tea.

Jiang Jian injected another source point into the wheel, and the latter was swept away from exhaustion, resurrected with full blood, and worked harder.

And this is also a kind of exercise for the wheel, which can allow it to absorb the energy of the fusion source point faster and more thoroughly, and accelerate the transformation.

"Enemy attack!"

"Someone broke into the village!"

Jiang Jian swaggered up on a wheel, and immediately alarmed countless strongmen in the dark whistle and Qingfeng Village.

Although Qingfeng Village poured out of the nest in order to deal with Jiang Prison, there are many people who stay in the cottage, at least dozens of them.

When they heard the movement, they immediately raised their bows and arrows and shot at the Jiangjiao.

"Get out!"

Jiang Jian pinched his fingers, and the arrows that came straight to the door were suddenly in the air.

Then with a slight shake of the arm, the arrow shattered, and then gently pushed forward.

The shattered arrows flew back upside down.

One by one, the thieves screamed and fell from the walled tower.

The next moment.

The wheel had already come to the gate of the wall, and the sword of the river prison was slashed, and the gate was torn apart.

Jiang Prison is still in a no-man's land, and he enters Qingfeng Village.

A quarter of an hour later.

All the minions in Qingfeng Village were solved, and Jiang Prison began to look for the wealth of Qingfeng Village.

Meantime.

His main consciousness also stepped up his interrogation of the soul of Wang Yin, the leader of the bandits in Qingfeng Village, in the first layer of the Heavenly Prison to ensure that the treasure would not be missed.

Jiang Jian came to Wang Yin's room.

The room was large and luxurious.

The most eye-catching thing is the large bed in the room, which takes up most of the room.

"It's worthy of being called Wang Yin, and he can play!"

The corners of Jiang Prison's mouth raised slightly, because there was another woman on the big bed.

A beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a flower and still has charm.

The beautiful woman is only covered with a thin gauze dress, and the beautiful scenery looms, which is the most moving.

However, the beautiful woman was chained to her limbs and neck.

Seeing Jiang Jian coming in, the beautiful woman's eyes suddenly lit up.

Listen only to her soft voice with a prayer:

"Shaoxia, save me!"

The corners of Jiang Prison's mouth raised slightly, and he came to the beautiful woman and said with a smile:

"Girl, wait a minute!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the sword at his waist, and with a flash of the knife, the chains that locked the beautiful woman's limbs and neck were broken.

"Shaoxia is so powerful!"

The beautiful woman's moving eyes inadvertently swept over the sword in the sheath of Jiang Prison, looked at Jiang Prison's eyes like water, and said with a grin:

"are married, how dare they call themselves girls anymore...... The concubine's surname is Bai. ”

"It turned out to be the White Lady!"

Jiang Prison's heart moved, and he probably guessed the origin of the other party.

Mrs. Bai said gratefully: "Don't dare, thank you to Engong for coming to the rescue, thank you for your kindness, please accept my worship!" ”

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(End of chapter)