The footsteps were approaching, and Jiang San and Mu Li looked solemn and stared at the door.

Qinglin was as calm as ever, and he had already recognized who she was from the aura of the visitor.

"Bang"

The door of the house was directly pushed open, Jiang San hurriedly stuffed the gold collar into his arms, Mu Li held the hilt of the sword, and was already standing on the ground, waiting for it.

Qinglin stretched out his hand to stop them and said softly, "It's okay." ”

At the door, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on a slender figure, she was dressed in a brightly colored dress, not like an ordinary good family, her appearance was not amazing, Mu Li did not know her.

Jiang San was extremely stunned and said, "Sister Qing?"

Sister Qing obviously didn't expect that in addition to him, there were two outsiders in Jiang San's family, and her already uneasy expression seemed even more dignified.

When she saw the familiar young man with a bamboo sword on his back and a wooden knife on his waist, a strange feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.

It's a little inexplicably pleasant.

"How did you end up here?"

The relationship between Sister Qing and Jiang San is very iron, I remember that when she was first abducted and trafficked into Piaoxiang Courtyard, she was not very old, she was always bullied, and Jiang San, who ran away from the hall, couldn't look past it, and often stood up for her, but she was always beaten with a blue nose and swollen face.

Jiang San is also good at playing money, often losing penniless, often looking for Sister Qing to 'help', sometimes even without saying hello, sneaking directly into someone's room to 'borrow silver', so he is often ridiculed by Sister Qing, Jiang San is also a hard-mouthed person, no one obeys anyone, the two often fight with their mouths, do not let each other, but the relationship is extremely good.

It was almost dark, and Sister Qing deliberately drove several miles of mountain roads, and there must be something wrong when she came to this remote mountain pass.

Several people in the room could see it, and Sister Qing's expression was very solemn.

"Jiang San, you're causing a big deal. ”

Regardless of the presence of outsiders, time was pressing, Sister Qing confided her intentions.

Wang Xin's heirloom was lost, Piaoxiang Courtyard was turned upside down by him, and several sisters who slept with him were killed by him on the spot.

Someone told me that you were the only one who had ever entered the room with a drink, except for the sisters who had been killed.

Wang Xin has sent someone to inform the town's armor soldiers, the cavalry captain Hong Chiyu is going to take you with his own hands, you have to leave here quickly, it's too late. ”

Jiang San was dumbfounded, and half of his wine woke up in an instant.

The news was no less than a bolt from the blue for him.

This thing is obviously so hidden, how can it be discovered?

Wang Xin's miscellaneous pieces, isn't it just a gold collar, his Wang family has a big business, and he actually killed so many people for a little yellow and white thing, and turned Piaoxiang Courtyard upside down, it's crazy!

Seeing Jiang San's expression, Sister Qing hated that iron could not become steel, and said angrily: "You, you, you usually don't do your job, you always do some stealing chickens and dogs, this time it's good, you actually stole from that terrible Yama, you don't have to think about it, if you have a life, how can you have a life..."

Sister Qing couldn't wait to press Jiang San to the ground and beat him, but then she sighed and took out a sachet from her sleeve, which was most of the savings she had accumulated over the years.

"Take this, hurry up and get out of Qingyang Town, the farther away the better, don't come back in the future." ”

Stuffing the sachet into Jiang San's hand, Sister Qing turned her back, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

"I'm leaving, what are you going to do?" Jiang San was anxious, things shouldn't be like this.

"You took the thing, not me, what can they do with me? ”

Qinglin walked forward at this time, looked through the door of the house, looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, and shook his head gently: "It's late." ”

The wine jar on the table began to tremble slightly, and it was imperceptible at first, but as time passed, the trembling sensation became more and more intense, and then it fell to the ground with a 'click'.

Except for Qinglin, the faces of the rest of the people changed greatly, and something was coming here, which made the land tremble slightly.

As the last rays of the setting sun set, a tall horse galloped out of the dense forest.

Immediately after, two, three, four...

When the dozens of armorers carrying light helmets and light armor and wearing long knives at their waists appeared in front in a neat and orderly manner, surrounding the thatched hut, Jiang San couldn't help but gasp, a little bitter:

"Hong Chi Yu..."

The first of the armor soldiers rode a red horse, without a sword at his waist, and a red tassel spear hung on the saddle bridge, and the whole person looked quite extraordinary.

Inside the house, Sister Qing was dizzy and felt that the sky had fallen.

Jiang San was in a trance, just now he was still talking about wine, and in a blink of an eye, he encountered such a situation, and he couldn't figure it out anyway.

Mu Li is mysterious and solemn, and he is ready for battle.

Only the green forest is still as calm as water.

"Jiang San, come out for me!"

Hong Chiyu spoke, at this time the sun was setting, and the room was a little dim, and he couldn't see the situation inside.

"Oh shit, fuck it, what to do..."

Jiang San grabbed his scalp with his hands, if he let Hong Chiyu catch it and hand it over to Wang Xin, according to the tyrannical nature of that bastard, he would definitely be worse than dead.

"That's right, master!"

Jiang San suddenly grabbed Qinglin's arm, as if grasping the last straw, and begged: "Master, save me, I will be a cow and a horse for you in the future, and I will definitely be rewarded." ”

Qinglin signaled to him to be relieved and said, "It's okay." ”

"Are you sure you can handle it?"

Jiang San had a trace of suspicion about this, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, there are so many people on the other side, even if Qinglin is a master of the middle and third grades, he can protect himself from harm, but if he is in a hurry, how can he still have the kung fu to take care of them.

"It should be okay, who made me a master. ”

To be honest, this joke is not funny at all, especially at this critical moment of life and death, Jiang San is about to cry, how can he still have the leisure to laugh with others.

But looking at Qinglin's calm and relaxed appearance, he should be sure.

He gritted his teeth and said viciously in his heart: Now that the matter is irreparable, let's die!

"Jiang San, hand over Wang Xin's family heirloom, I can give you a good time, otherwise it will fall into Wang Xin's hands, and you will know the consequences. ”

Hong Chiyu's angry voice echoed in this mountain col.

"Fuck it!

Master, I'll stand in front of you, look at me a little... How can you drop me!"

Jiang San crossed his waist and pointed at Hong Chiyu, his breath was high.

He is really open, horizontal and vertical is a death, it is better to stand up and be hard.

Jiang San stood at the door of the house, ten steps away from Hong Chiyu, and such a tough answer made the other party a little surprised.

Hong Chiyu looked at Jiang San in front of him, the other party was just a running hall in Piaoxiang Courtyard, he was a little ruffian, he actually dared to touch Wang Xin's things, at this moment in front of him, it was just a matter of not obediently obeying, and he dared to show such a tough posture, where did he get the confidence?

Who lent him the guts?

"Look for death!"

Hong Chiyu didn't say anything more, rode forward, lifted the red tassel spear and pointed it at Jiang San's chest.

"Master, save me!"

Jiang San hugged his head and turned around and went into the house, shouting for help.

Scold!

A bamboo sword came out of the air, blocking the unstoppable spear edge.

Hong Chiyu's whole body was shaken, and when he sat down, the jujube red horse was shaken high by this huge force, and he was about to turn over on his back.

Hong Chiyu was very experienced, and desperately pressed the horse's head down, and the horse retreated four or five steps in a row before he unloaded this force.

Hong Chiyu was horrified in his heart, his face was gloomy, his right arm was numb and painful, the tiger's mouth had been cracked, and a trace of blood dripped from his palm to the ground.

Keep your eyes fixed on the front.

A young man with a wooden knife at his waist and a bamboo sword in his hand stood quietly.