Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Six: Willingness

South of the city, Hou Mansion

Ding Gaolang almost rushed back to the mansion at a wild speed, because he knew how important Li Shaoyuan was to Mihou, so to speak, if the Hou Mansion was without Mihou, not only would it go to the next level and there would be a lot of more inputs, but if it was without Li Shaoyuan, it would definitely become a dilapidated force.

What's even more terrifying is that he knows that Li Shaoyuan is still in charge of one of the most important things in his hands, that is, to unite the four small families in the west of the city and the Xiao family to put pressure on Tang Sen, even Mihou's out-of-the-box temperament was left in the mansion with the rhetoric prepared by Li Shaoyuan, if Li Shaoyuan was gone at this critical moment, he didn't dare to imagine what the angry Mihou would do to himself.

Ding Gaolang, who rushed into the inner court, did not find Mihou in the study, he grabbed a little guy with red eyes and asked, "Where is the little marquis!?"

The little guy naturally knew the strongest man in the house, but he was instructed by Mihou to stand up.

Ding Gaolang, who was already anxious, saw that this subordinate dared to hide it, and crushed his collarbone with one claw.

"Ah~~~~~~~~h

"Where is the little marquis!?" Ding Gaolang asked murderously.

The little guy's collarbone was crushed, the intense pain made him forget everything, he just wanted to escape from Ding Gaolang's hands now, he said with pain on his face: "In the east wing, the little marquis is in the east wing." ”

"Hmph. Ding Gaolang snorted coldly and threw the little guy aside, and ran to the east side of the Hou Mansion past everyone.

After more than a dozen breaths, Ding Gaolang came to the front of this quiet house, and was about to knock on the door when he heard the delicate panting sound of "um~ah" inside, which was waiting to do something.

As a vassal, he should avoid it now, and wait until he has a good time before knocking on the door, but he can't control so much when he is in a hurry.

"Bang bang bang!" the continuous knocking on the door suddenly remembered, stirring up a tyrannical mood.

"Who dares to disturb Lao Tzu!" A sharp shout sounded from the side room, startling Ding Gaolang's eyelids, but he still gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Subordinate Ding Gaolang, today Chief Li led the martial artists in the mansion to arrest Gong Zheng, and he didn't want to fall into the trap of Tang Luo!"

The Mihou in the room wanted to reprimand, but when he heard Tang Luo's name, he immediately sobered up halfway, and he hugged the slender waist of the bewitching woman and asked in a loud voice, "Tang Luo!? ”

Since he was a child, because of his father's care and his brother's love, he has never suffered any losses, but it was not good to meet Tang Luo twice! The last time was when his Lunjiang martial arts arena was destroyed, and this time Gong Zheng actually got mixed up with the other party again, which made his heart tremble.

Ding Gaolang came back this time, hoping to ask for help from the clan, because he had seen Xu Lao's power to win and understand that unless it was a fierce realm powerhouse, no one could control it: "The warriors brought this time were all killed by the enemy, and even Chief Li fell into the hands of Tang Luo... ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw the door of the east wing suddenly open, and the disheveled Mihou walked out with a gloomy face, and his face was stained with a trace of blood.

Ding Gaolang had never seen Mihou like this, and he felt a sense of shock when he arrived, and hurriedly greeted Mihou: "I've seen the little marquis." ”

Mi Hou's eyes were full of coldness, and he said coldly: "What's wrong with Shao Yuan?"

Thirteen warriors went out, and twelve of them died, but they only cared about the existence of Li Shaoyuan, which made Ding Gaolang feel a little sad, but he still replied: "Chief Li has been taken captive, Tang... Tang Luo said that at noon the next day, let the little marquis take Gong Zheng's wife and daughter to an abandoned farm in the western suburbs to exchange. ”

Why is this bastard always against me, I want to kill him, I must kill him! Mihou's eyes were full of coldness, but his heart roared like a beast, and he couldn't stop it.

But he knew that no matter how angry he was in his heart, it was an indisputable fact that Li Shaoyuan was taken away, and he could only find a way to save Li Shaoyuan now, but when he thought of Tang Luo's strength in daring to force Mishen to fight to the death, he resented these warriors in the mansion for no reason, and he couldn't even protect the chief manager, so many warriors were all eaten dry food! They were all killed, could it be that the other party was in a murderous situation.

"It's embarrassing!" Mihou looked at the other party and said coldly.

When Ding Gaolang heard Mihou say this, his heart was cold, he clasped his fists with difficulty and saluted, and said bitterly: "My subordinates are incompetent......

"Rubbish!" Mihou flicked his sleeves and walked away.

Ding Gaolang's bowing salute was not until the other party left, and it was difficult to straighten up, and a depression in his chest made him almost crazy, as a martial artist at the peak of mortality, how could he have suffered such humiliation!

After a glance, he saw a woman with a bee waist ** lying on her back on the bed in a wide open door, with a large character and a lower body. As soon as he was about to withdraw his gaze, he found that since Mihou opened the door, the woman had not even made a sound, and even her posture had not changed.

On closer inspection, the hot woman's face was shattered, and a blood hole replaced the original position of her facial features.

Ding Gaolang's heart was even more bitter, and he stood still for a while, then turned around and left.

......

West

"Lao Bai, do you want to become a calligrapher?" asked Xu Lao Ying with a look of hope on his face.

Mi Bai, who was writing a notebook, put down his pen, raised his head and smiled gently, and replied: "When the time comes, it will be natural." ”

Looking at the other party's pious appearance, and thinking about what Tang Luo said, maybe he would agree with Mi Bai's statement before, but now he thinks clearly, if he waits, he will not become a calligraphy master like Huang Ting for the rest of his life, which is undoubtedly the biggest insult to calligraphy.

"I want to help you become a calligrapher. Xu Laoying said seriously to Mi Bai.

Mi Bai was stunned for a moment, then smiled freely: "The way of calligraphy and painting, this is a man-made masterpiece, how can it help?"

"Don't worry about this, I have a way to help you anyway!" Xu Lao Ying waved his hand stubbornly.

Looking at Xu Laoying's resolute face, Mi Bai was a little curious, and couldn't help asking, "Why do you want to help me?"

Because it's hard for you to become a calligrapher yourself! Xu Laoying wanted to answer the other party like this, but looking at the calligraphy hanging on the stall, he couldn't say anything, and he stopped talking.

Mi Bai looked at Xu Laoying with a sad face, and said with relief: "Although life is hard now, I am already doing what I like the most, and everyone who buys words from here, I can also see that they really like my words." That's enough for me. ”

"But..."Xu Laoying looked at Mi Bai's poor appearance, but his heart was even more unwilling.

Such beautiful characters should be seen by the world, not buried in this alley in the west of the city.

Mi Bai smiled gently at Xu Lao Ying and said, "Brother Xu, look, these are the several ways I designed for you to write the couplet, you can see which one you like the most." ”

As he spoke, he took out six or seven rolls of paper from the broken car behind him and slowly spread them out on the table, each of which was a sparring of writing styles, each of which was different.

Some are sharp, some are atmospheric, and some are full of domineering, each of which seems to be from the hands of a famous artist, but such a stunning calligraphy is written on an ordinary white paper and placed in a broken car.