Xiao Zhao thanked him again.

"Thank you, Childe, thank you, Miss!"

"Haven't you asked the names of the two beneficiaries?"

Ye Wentian smiled and said: "My name is Ye Wentian, she is Yang Buregret!" ”

"Thank you, Ye Gongzi, Miss Yang!"

Yang Buregret pulled Ye Wentian's sleeve: "Brother Wuji, why are you .....?"

Of course, Ye Wentian knew what she meant, so he didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and said with a smile: "Isn't this outside!" ”

Yang nodded knowingly, but still whispered to Xiao Zhao: "In the future, it's better to call him Zhang Gongzi or Gongzi!" ”

Xiao Zhao couldn't figure out the problem here, so he could only nod obediently.

Ye Wentian really looked at Xiao Zhao's clothes a little uncomfortable.

"No regrets, you go and change Xiao Zhao's clothes!"

Yang Buregret looked Xiao Zhao up and down.

"Okay!"

After speaking, he took Xiao Zhao and went to the cloth village next to him.

After the two girls left, Ye Wentian was idle and bored, so he walked to a small stall next to him.

The stall was set up by an old man, who looked to be about sixty years old.

The stalls are full of knick-knacks.

Ye Wentian felt that girls should like these things, and thought about buying one for Yang Buregret.

"Uncle, how did you sell this thing?"

The old man raised his cloudy eyes, leaned sideways and asked loudly, "What did you say?" ”

It seems that he is really old, and his ears can't hear clearly.

"I'm asking you, how do you sell this thing?"

Ip Mantian raised his voice.

"What did you say?"

The old man still didn't seem to hear.

Ye Wentian shook his head, he really didn't know how this old man did business.

There was no way, he could only press his body as low as possible.

"Old man, let me ask you how your things are sold!"

This time, Ye Wentian's face was about to reach the old man's nose.

"Oh, you're asking this, I'm telling you......"

The old man's words were not finished, and there was an extra sharp knife in the hand that had been caged in his sleeve just now.

This knife stabbed at Ye Wentian's neck like lightning!

It all happened so suddenly.

Ye Wentian never thought that such an inconspicuous old man would assassinate himself!

However, fortunately, the system in his body automatically developed a defensive function.

The golden bell hood iron cloth shirt was issued at this moment.

Jingling!

The old man's sharp knife seemed to have stabbed into a steel plate.

Such a consequence was something he absolutely did not expect.

The old man missed, and immediately the whole person flew backwards.

It's a pity, how could he be faster than Ip Mantian's great change?

When he thought it was safe to stop, he found that Ye Wentian's smiling face was looking at him.

"Huh..... Tired of running? ”

"You!"

The old man was startled, and with a flip of his hands, he struck at Ye Wentian.

Ye Wentian laughed loudly, and with a seemingly pleasant punch, the old man immediately floated out like a fallen leaf.

Ip Mantian's body moved, and the person floated above the old guy.

Stretching out a foot, it stomped him on the ground in one fell swoop.

"Say, why do you want to harm me?"

The old man was trampled on the ground by Ip Mantian, so he simply turned his head and stopped talking.

"Brother Mowgli."

"Zhang Gongzi!"

The people who came were Yang Buregret and Xiao Zhao.

At this moment, Xiao Zhao has changed into a new dress, and she is becoming more and more beautiful.

To tell the truth, she is even more beautiful than Yang Buregret!

Although Yang did not regret changing her into a coarse cloth dress.

At this time, of course, Ip Mantian did not have time to appreciate the beauty of the two girls.

He pointed to the old man at his feet: "This guy just stabbed me!" ”

Xiao Zhao's face immediately changed slightly: "Childe, are you okay?" ”

It seems that she really cares about Ip Mantian's safety.

Yang next to him is not sorry and unhappy!

It's not like she's not happy right now.

After Xiao Zhao washed up and changed his clothes, Yang was not happy if he didn't regret it.

Xiao Zhao is so beautiful!

She suddenly felt that it was too unsafe to put her next to her Mowgli brother.

Now, of course, she was not happy to see Xiao Zhao's concern for Ye Wentian.

"Hmph, worry! Brother Wuji is the leader of the Ming Sect, and he can't deal with a bad old man? ”

After saying that, he went up and kicked the old man on the ground.

"Oops!"

The old man screamed miserably, and Yang did not regret that this kick was not light.

"Say, who asked you to assassinate Brother Wuji?"

The old man on the ground sneered: "Haha..... I just don't like him! ”

"Really? Then I don't think you like it either! ”

After speaking, Yang Buregret squatted on the ground and raised his hand to scratch the old man's back twice.

Ahh

The old man screamed twice.

Yang Buregret didn't know when he had an extra knife in his hand.

Soon, blood flowed from the old man's back.

"Ouch, why is it bleeding? I'll cure you! ”

After speaking, Yang Buregret took out a small porcelain bottle from his body.

He opened the cap and poured something on the old man's back.

Soon, the old man screamed loudly, and it could be seen that he was in great pain.

"How? My medicine still works, right? No bloodshed, right? ”

"Kill me, kill me!"

Ye Wentian was very curious, and he didn't know what Yang Buregret had sprinkled on the old man.

He raised his hand and clicked two acupuncture points on the old man's body, and then released his foot.

The pain on the face of the old man at this moment must be unimaginable.

Ye Wentian was very curious, what did this Yang Buregret throw on him?

"No regrets, what did you get him?"

Yang Buregret smiled: "Hehe, it's nothing, it's just a little honey!" Oh, and some ants! ”

Damn, Ye Wentian understood in an instant.

No wonder this old man is so uncomfortable, who can stand it?

Ye Wentian shook his head secretly, he didn't expect Yang Buregret to be so ruthless!

"Tell me, who asked you to assassinate my brother Wuji."

Yang Buregret squatted in front of the old man and looked at him with a grin.

"I said, I said, it was the county lord, the county lord ordered it!" The old man finally couldn't help it.

"The county lord? Who is the county lord? Yang was stunned.

"Then why did she want you to assassinate him?"

Yang Buregret grabbed the old man's collar, and his voice became much sharper.

"It's not just him, as long as it's a martial arts person from the Central Plains, we will kill it!"

Ip Man knows that it seems that the imperial court's planting of Mingjiao has begun.

I remember that it was written like this in the novel.

In order to curb the growth of Mingjiao, the imperial court deliberately provoked contradictions between the six major sects and Mingjiao.

They sent people to assassinate a lot of people from the Six Great Sects, and then planted the blame on Mingjiao.

This is what happened later, when the six major sects besieged Guangmingding.

"Oh, that's right. Okay, do you want to stop the pain? ”

Yang Buregret tapped the old man's forehead with his finger.

The old man nodded hurriedly, he was almost speechless now.

"Okay, then you have to thank me."

"Good, good!" The old man smiled bitterly.

"Hey.....hey"

Yang Buregret suddenly waved his hand and wiped the old man's neck.

Well, now he's completely painless.

When a man dies, he does not know pain!