Ignoring his warning, this is undoubtedly the biggest provocation to Yuan Li, Yuan Li holds a scimitar in his hand, the mirror-like blade is cold, and a little cold light condenses in the middle of the blade as if it is constantly flowing, which increases the sharpness of coolness.

Sabre-rattling, war is on the verge of breaking out.

Wen Wan's team took the lead and took the lead in attacking Yuan Li, Yuan Li jumped into the air, but in five moves, this group of men and horses was wiped out.

Wen Wan pulled out his sword and rushed towards Yuan Li, the two of them met each other, and the sword wind they brought up was sharp and ruthless, all of them went all out, and the collision between the sword and the sword was full of strength.

Yuan Li took a step forward and burst up, the scimitar in his hand danced, the knife light hit Wen Wan's armor like snow, Wen Wan turned over and jumped up to avoid the curved blade, Yuan Li was good at attacking, in the air a few vertical leaps chased Wen Wan left and right chop, only to see Yuan Li's figure suddenly rushed to the sky and swept away, after more than ten moves Wen Wan was invincible, his back was soaked in cold sweat, when he made a move, his forearm also trembled a little imperceptibly, he breathed quickly and heavily, and his heart had expected to encounter a hard stubble tonight.

The tip of the Xueliang knife struck directly at Wen Wan's armor, although Wen Wan tried his best to avoid it, the blade still quickly cut through the armor on his chest, and the cold blade sank into Wen Wan's abdomen, drawing an arc when he pulled it out, and blood splattered everywhere.

Wen Wan had a bang in his head, his eyes were dark, his body fell heavily uncontrollably, the blood in front of his abdomen was like wetting his armor, his head was crooked, and he was unconscious.

The piercing scarlet dripping to the ground along the arc of the scimitar, Yuan Li turned his back to Wen Wan, who was lying on the ground, and his rough and desolate voice sounded in the cold wind: "I said that no one is allowed to disturb the purity of the master. ”

Yuan Li bowed to the curtain: "Master, disturb your purity." ”

“……”

There was no movement in the sedan chair, Yuan Li's throat tightened, lifted the curtain, and in an instant, pulled out the silver moonlight figure and threw it ten zhang away.

Wen Ying's face touched the ground, wailing in pain, his eyes touched Wen Wan who had fainted, almost ran to Wen Wan's side with his hands and feet, knelt on the ground with his knees bent, and shouted urgently: "Wen Wan, Wen Wan, how are you?" The words fell, a sharp blade crossed his neck, and the rough man's voice sounded: "Where did you come from, yellow-haired boy, I will kill you!" ”

Isn't it, again......

This pair of masters and servants are going to kill people at every turn.

The sharp blade was about to cut Wen Ying's neck, Liang Tan's voice sounded from inside, and then, Liang Tan walked out of the sedan chair with a gloomy expression, and raised his hand to stop Yuan Li's action of cutting his throat.

Yuan Li put away the scimitar and retreated behind Liang Tan: "Master, are you okay?" ”

"No problem."

Wen Ying covered Wen Wan's wound with both hands, knelt on the ground and looked at his sister who came out of the sedan chair, he could also see her appearance more clearly, with a white jade-like almond face, beautiful eyes like autumn waves, and black and shiny hair.

It's stunning!

More beautiful than the charming children of the alluring city......

Wen Ying's saliva slipped from the corner of her mouth and dripped on Wen Wan's face.

"Let them go." Liang Tan said lightly: "She is the son of Wenmian in Fengzhou, we are new to the Sui Dynasty, and it is not appropriate to make too many enemies." ”

They abandoned the sedan chair, Liang Tan walked in front, and Yuan Li followed Liang Tan with a scimitar until the master and servant disappeared into the night...... Wen Ying then remembered Wen Wan, who was unconscious, and hurriedly carried Wen Wan on horseback, patted the horse's ass, the horse neighed, and ran home with Wen Wan.

The next day, Wen Ying was still caught by his father's second team of people in a restaurant in the capital that sang a little song.

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On the third day after Wen Ying was beaten, Yu Rong, as a concubine, received a gift and rewarded her to go to Fengwang's Mansion to talk to her parents, Wen Ying, who had a blue nose and swollen face, leaned on Yu Rong and grinned: "Yu Rong, who is the most beautiful master in the palace?"

Yurong was stunned for a moment, then naughtily winked at her mother, and teased Wen Ying: "Second brother, which master in the palace do you fancy again, is it possible that you want to marry the master home?" ”

Wen Ying was stunned for a moment, touched the wound on his neck, and said with a smile: "Hey, hey......" Wen Ying was facing Yu Rong, who was one year younger than him, and he still didn't look like an older brother.

Yu Rong held back a smile.

Harm......

I really feel ashamed of my father and mother, the second brother just loves beauty in Fengzhou, but now he has extended his claws to the palace......

Yu Rong swallowed the words back silently, and did not forget to glance at Wen Ying from the corner of her eye.

Wen Ying didn't know what Yu Rong was thinking, since that night, he couldn't hold any beauty in his heart, and he only thought about the beautiful sister who scolded him that day and said that "flower thief".

That......

Why did he forget to ask her name......

It's a shame.

Fortunately, he heard the servant of the fairy sister call her master, otherwise he would not know where to find her if he was looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Yurong, you know"

Wen Ying's heart is well known, Mrs. Wen helplessly glanced at Wen Ying, who was brooding on her cheeks, and smiled at Yu Rong: "Yu Rong, you don't care about him, haven't you heard that there will be a horse farm hunt in a few days." ”

Yurong also smiled: "Yes, the horse farm is hunting, and then the second brother can meet a lot of masters." ”

Beep –

Wen Ying was excited, and suddenly came to the spirit: "Horse farm hunting? Master? ”

Mrs. Wen accosted: "Yes, the triennial horse farm hunt, otherwise why did your father bring you and your brother into Beijing together, just so that you two brothers can come out on top in this horse farm hunt so as to win the favor of the palace ladies." ”

Wen Ying blinked.

He glanced at Mrs. Wen and then at Yurong.

Mrs. Wen and Yurong were confused by him.

With a slight frown, Wen Ying asked with a straight face: "Horse farm hunting, will all the masters participate then?" ”

Mrs. Wen: "......"

Yurong: "......"

Yu Rong glanced at Wen Ying: "This is not necessarily, but the masters of marriageable age should all participate, after all, this is a good opportunity to choose a husband for themselves, who doesn't want to find a leading husband, but second brother, you better forget it, you are not proficient in bow and arrow salvos, so when the time comes, you should sit in the audience with your mother and watch the eldest brother appear." ”

Wen Ying slapped the table: "No, I'm going to participate in the horse farm hunting!" ”