On the twenty-second day of the lunar calendar, it is advisable to get married and avoid breaking ground.

Meng Ping'an stood not far from the gate, looking at the endless stream of guests, and suddenly felt a little bored, so he took a few steps to the side and found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

He has the qualifications to sit down, as the old man of the dream family, the current head of the family, Meng Xuan, has to respectfully call him uncle.

Of course, it's useless to have seniority, you have to have strength, and he has the strength to be respected, the kung fu inherited by the dreamer is a method of both internal and external cultivation, born in the world's authentic Buddhism Hanging Temple, the ancestor of the dreamer was a lay disciple there, and he is currently the person who has the highest cultivation of the dreamer.

However, he has been a little tired recently, and Yun Yi and Yun Ao, two madmen, are both famous masters in the rivers and lakes.

Although he doesn't like Meng Yifei's rabbit cub, he is the old man of the dream family after all.

Meng Ping'an feels that today's wedding will not be peaceful.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw five people.

One of the middle-aged men happened to look at him and smiled at him.

The middle-aged man patted Nangong Yu's shoulder and walked straight towards Meng Ping'an.

"Nangong Miao?"

"Shouldn't I be happy to be remembered by the famous Dream Chitose Dream Peace?"

Meng Ping'an didn't speak, he felt that his head was as big as a fight, he knew his own weight, and he could fight with Yun Yiyun Ao, but he was definitely not the opponent of the person in front of him.

Nangong Miao walked to the edge of Meng'an and stopped, and stood there, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Meng Ping'an weighed the pros and cons, sighed and said:

"It's all about the younger generations, we're all old. ”

"I still think I'm young, and I'll tell you a secret, okay?"

Meng Ping'an thought to himself, you said you want to tell me a secret, can I still choose not to listen?

"Recently, I changed my name, and my name will be Nangong in the future, Lao Meng, what do you think?"

"Huh. ”

"Why are you still so old-fashioned when you laugh. ”

“......”

At this moment, another person came over from the gate, and when he saw the person, Meng Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nangong is not good, I see that your name was changed very coincidentally, and if you have a left knife to help, you are really not good. ”

The left knife, as the name suggests, the old monster of the Zuo family, a left-handed knife is superb, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called the left-handed Yama.

Nangong Bu Miao pursed his lips, looked at the left knife that came over and said with a smile:

"If you don't carve a good stone, it's really not a good job!"

A little beggar suddenly ran over, dressed in tattered clothes, holding a pale yellow bamboo cane in his hand, and a white-flour steamed bun in the other hand.

"Good deeds, good guys, enjoy the food, I've been hungry for more than ten days, have pity on me!"

I haven't eaten for more than ten days? You're still alive, you're a little fairy? And is the steamed bun in your hand that you took a bite out of being gnawed by a dog?

The little beggar happens to be called the little fairy.

"Hey, I have a message here, someone said that someone is willing to pay two taels of silver to buy, do you want to listen?"

The left knife stared at Nangong with cold eyes, and slowly pulled out his knife, his knife had a very earthy name, chopping stones.

When he first entered and exited the rivers and lakes, when he first showed his left-handed knife to cut stones, a bearded man laughed when he heard the name of his knife, and then he was hacked to death by his stone chopping knife.

The little fairy's big black eyes turned, and he suddenly said with a smile:

"Do you give me money or not?

Meng Ping'an and Zuo Dao both stared at Nangong intently, where would they pay attention to the little beggar.

Nangong Bu Hao took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, held it in his hand and looked heartbroken, and handed it to the little fairy with a bitter face.

The little fairy snatched it over, and then looked at the two old men who were slowly approaching on the opposite side and said loudly:

"My name is Hong Zhen, Nangong is not good, that old bastard is my uncle's friend. ”

Zuo Dao and Meng Ping'an suddenly stopped, and they were clubbed there like wooden stakes.

Nangong Bu Miao said to the little fairy with a dark face:

"Did you add those four words?

The little fairy ran away, shouting as she ran:

"Bastard!

At this moment, there was an exclamation from the dreamer.

Meng Ping'an and Zuo Dao looked at each other, and finally turned into a helpless sigh, today's wedding seems to be too peaceful.

"I've said it all, as long as you are here to watch with me, you can do it without moving and never doing it, and it takes a lot of effort to fight. ”

Nangong Yu and his party of four slowly walked into the dreamer's house, and on the way to come, he happened to meet Nangong who was going south, and he rushed over non-stop after receiving Yun Yi's message, so he just said a word to Nangong Yu:

"Do what you have to do, don't be afraid. ”

The lobby was full of friends, Meng Yifei was following his father Mengxuan to toast at each table one by one, he was very happy today, Zuo Yingying, as the pearl of the Zuo family, whether it was appearance or talent, was the best choice, and as his wife in the future, it was the best choice, he had long forgotten Nangong Yu in his heart, there were countless women he had played with, where did he remember each one? Just like the silk scarves he used to collect red, they should all be about to fill his small wooden box.

And at this moment, he saw Nangong Yu walking in, and Nangong Yu was also staring at him coldly.

There was a sudden exclamation in the lobby, Nangong Yu pulled out a black knife and slashed straight at Meng Yifei!

Meng Xuan snorted coldly, pulled his son behind him, and then avoided the knife unhurriedly.

The people avoided it, but the table was split in two, the soup and water splashed in all directions, and the guests screamed in surprise and got up one after another.

"Where did the spicy woman come from, dare to make trouble in the dream house!"

Nangong Yu ignored it, just stared at Meng Yifei, and Meng Yifei, who was hiding behind his father, shrugged indifferently, and made a finger twisting action at Nangong Yu.

Meng Yaoyao walked out slowly.

"Sure enough, it's my good daughter, and she actually brought outsiders to make trouble at home!"

Meng Yaoyao said calmly:

"I want justice for Nangong Yu and Yingyue!"

"It's up to you?"

Mengxuan looked at the four of them with some mockery.

At this time, chaotic footsteps came, and about thirty or forty men with weapons in their hands rushed in and surrounded Nangong Yu and the four of them.

Yun Yi pulled out his knife, crossed the three of them, and came to stand still in front of Mengxuan.

"I should thank you dreamers, but I Yun Yi asked for his life today. ”

"Ungrateful things, you are too self-conscious, you send them to the door yourself, it will save the old man trouble, kill them!"

In an instant, swords and swords flashed in the hall, and shouts and screams were noisy.

The little fairy and a man in gray squatted on the roof of another house of the Dream Family to watch the excitement.

Both of them were holding a roast chicken in their hands and were constantly stuffing it into their mouths.

"Helper, why don't we go down and help?"

"Where is the roast chicken delicious in the fight, you melon baby!"

"Also, aren't these people stupid, they don't eat a good banquet, they have to use knives!"

"Gua Wazi, didn't you bring a pot of wine to Lao Tzu when you stole the roast chicken?"

The little fairy looked at Hong Zhen aggrievedly and said:

"Madame said, let me keep an eye on you, and you will not be allowed to drink. ”

Hong Zhen squinted at the little immortal and threatened:

"So, you're an undercover agent sent by Madame?"

"Ahh

"Get out!"

The little fairy smiled and said to the scoundrel:

"If I get out, who will serve you!"

Hong Zhen finished gnawing a roast chicken, looked at the melee in the lobby and was a little annoyed, scolded his mother in a low voice, and then found a handful of chicken bones on the roof, his fingers flicked continuously, and with the chicken bones that broke through the air, a candle flame was instantly extinguished, and suddenly the hall fell into darkness.

Immediately after that, several figures broke out of the window.

And in the darkness, several sturdy men followed him and chased him out.

Among them, the two figures who escaped first swept towards the rooftops of Hong Zhen and the little fairy, and their steps were a little vain.

Hong Zhen and the others crossed the roof, stood up and slapped the few people who were chasing after them.

Several people who chased after him raised their hands to meet the enemy at the same time.

There was a muffled sound, and the palm wind overflowed.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, which elder of the Beggar Gang is coming?"

One of the people chasing after him exclaimed.

Hong Zhen didn't answer, and slapped it with another palm with his left hand.

In the dark, several people hurriedly retreated, and when the flying tiles settled down, there were still figures on the roof.

At this moment, the courtyard suddenly burst into flames.

"Walk the water, walk the water!"

The fire first rushed to the firewood house, and then quickly spread with the help of the wind.

Meng Xuan stood in the middle of the courtyard without saying a word, and when he saw his son who was not a weapon next to him, he was angry and slapped him in the face, knocking Meng Yifei to the ground several times.

Nangong Bu Miao has not done it, but he is not easy in his heart, this time the dreamer invited a lot of masters to come to help, there is not much he can do, he can only sigh in his heart, I hope that the rain girl can judge the situation, don't be in a hurry, people are dead, what grudge is a joke.

It is not terrible to catch and fight on the rivers and lakes, but because some behemoths have enough background, enough gold and silver, there are enough masters of the rivers and lakes for their use, and one person destroys a big family? That is a means made up by the storyteller to cheat the silver.

When Hong Zhen passed by with the little immortal, he whistled from a distance.

Nangong Bumiao's heart was relieved, looking at the blazing Mengjia compound, he laughed a long time, his toes were light, and the whole person was like a big peng, chasing Hong Zhen and them away.

Meng Ping'an and Zuo Dao also rushed towards the Mengjia with gloomy faces, they were very aggrieved tonight, the head of the family had originally arranged properly, and took the opportunity to wipe out Yun Yi and them all to avoid extraneous branches, after all, it was not their Mengjia who could count it in Liuyun Mountain, but no one thought that the beggar gang and Nangong would intervene sideways, so that their preparations would fall short.

The dreamer and the Zuo family are indeed well prepared, and at least a dozen of the masters invited are old monsters who have been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes, so Yun Yi and they can escape, and they have to rely on Hong Zhen's help, if the candle flame is not extinguished, they may not be able to leave alone.

At this time, only Yun Yi and Meng Yaoyao returned to the small courtyard,

Yun Yi spit out a mouthful of blood and said with a worried face:

"I don't know what happened to Uncle Ao and Yu'er!"

"They should have escaped, and I saw them running towards the Hong Gang Leader. ”

"Let's also go out of the city overnight, if it's too late, things will change, and I'll ask for the revenge of Yingyue sooner or later." ”

The two of them discussed and stopped, hurriedly bandaged the wounds, and disappeared into the darkness while the night was dark.

Nangong Yu is indeed with Yun Ao.

At this time, the two were resting in a ruined temple outside the city, and both of them were injured, but fortunately they were not injured.

Nangong Yu sat down against the temple gate, still holding the black knife tightly in his hand, he didn't dare to relax for a moment, he always longed for the rivers and lakes when he was a child, and felt that his martial arts were not bad, and self-protection should be more than enough, but a melee tonight let her know that she was a frog, and the sky she saw was too narrow.

Yun Ao finished spitting, and his white hair was stained with a lot of grass and wood debris, looking a little embarrassed.

"The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending are really the strongest palms in the rivers and lakes, and Hong Zhen is really powerful!"

He is a martial arts idiot, obsessed with martial arts, so his mind is extremely pure, originally he felt that he had profound internal strength, and he was not very convinced by the eighteen palms of the famous rivers and lakes.

"Uncle Yun, I want to go to Beijiang. ”

Nangong Yu said in a deep voice.

"Little girl, although your Uncle Yun is a rough man, I still know your thoughts, so I don't have to. ”

"Otherwise, Yu'er's conscience will be uneasy!

Nangong Yutong knelt on the ground, crying silently, the hardships of the past few months had exhausted her, and it also made her really understand what the rivers and lakes were, so she was unwilling to bring trouble back to Liuyun Mountain, the black cloud scout had already entered Qingtian County, maybe she was on standby at this time.

Yun Ao sighed, looked at Nangong Yu with a knife across his neck, and was speechless for a long time.

"What a good child, but his life is hard. ”

After Yun Ao left, Nangong Yu also cleaned up, carefully carried the black knife, and left the broken temple.

Nangong Yu is really walking alone this time, but there is no fear in his heart, he is not afraid of death alone, what else can he be afraid of?

At this moment, the child in the belly kicked her fiercely as if protesting.

She crouched down, her hands covering her face, tears streaming down her fingers.

Nangong Yu bought a map of the official family at the bookstore and decided to take the waterway down the river and go straight to Beijiang County.

When she was at the water transport wharf, she took a fancy to a boat, the Nangong family has an extremely large maritime life, she has been to her own wharf to play since she was very young, and there is also a shipyard in Yanziji, so she has a special feeling for the boat.

The boat was supposed to be used by the rich and noble for fun, and although it was parked at the dock and no one cared about it, and the paint was mottled and peeling, it looked dilapidated, but the wood used to build the ship was good, so she decided to buy it.

After negotiating the price, Nangong Yu paid twenty-five taels of silver, and entrusted the seller to buy some cooking utensils and grain, and then she sailed down the river alone.

Xiaoxing stayed overnight, and the journey was uneventful.

But just when she was about to enter the waters of the Beijiang River, when Nangong Yu sailed through a river bay, she saw a group of five or six black-clothed people standing on the hillside in the distance, looking at her coldly.

After a few days of going down the river, Nangong Yu thought about a lot of things, some of which he couldn't think of before, and some of which he had to think about now.

She doesn't want to die anymore, because she has a child of her own in her belly, and even she doesn't start to dream so hard now, if she can escape this catastrophe, she wants to give birth to the child and raise the child in the future, is it also a complete life?

Originally, her life had been shattered since she offended King Song and started to run away from marriage, and Meng Yifei just picked up her broken fate and fell again.

Another biggest change in my heart is. She doesn't dare to trust others anymore, including Beijiang's third brother, she doesn't feel that she can necessarily be fully trusted.

A woman, sometimes, will only become a bargaining chip, and it is very small and light.

So after thinking about a lot of things, Nangong Yu made a decision, she drove the boat, passed by Yingxia Water Village at night, and went out to sea directly.

Leave your fate to God!

Her move caught the ninth and twelfth deacons of Suzaku Hall a little off guard, according to the analysis of Nangong Yu's life experience and personality, every piece of information showed that she would go ashore in Beijiang and seek refuge from Li Xiubai, so they originally planned to wait for her to go ashore.

After all, the Black Cloud Scouts are not a real army, just a killer organization, and they still have to pay attention to the aftermath when doing things, so they missed the opportunity to come to the river, because this river is busy with water transportation, and it is impossible to be silent.

Seeing Nangong Yu sailing out to sea, the two deacons hurriedly chased out with a mark of men and horses.

And Yun Ao has been secretly following Nangong Yu all along, and when he saw two groups of people going to sea, he didn't stop, and he also followed the boat down the wind.

Three days later, the Black Cloud Scout caught up with Nangong Yu.

And Yun Ao also caught up with them, and in the first fierce battle, he killed the tenth deacon and twelve team members on the spot.

The two sides have killed the red eyes, floating on the sea to confront each other, all the ship's masts have been cut off, and the special bows and arrows on the side of the Black Cloud Scout have been used up, but the old man on the other side has only paid the price of half an arm.

The ninth deacon bit his chapped lip, blood seeping into his mouth, bringing a hint of coolness, and he looked back at his tired brothers, and suddenly felt a little desperate.

After a few days of fighting, they no longer had enough material to support them to continue afloat, and the other party still had fresh water and food in the cabin.

Just like now, Yun Ao was sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat drinking water, while they could only endure the pain in their throats.

"Implement the alternatives. ”

The ninth deacon looked at the few remaining brothers, took out an iron box full of gunpowder in his arms, and suddenly bowed down to everyone.

That night, the two ships were finally pushed to a distance of less than a foot by the sea breeze, and in an instant, the flames burst into flames, and Yun Ao, along with the nine deacons and the remaining black cloud scouts, died in the explosion.

Nangong Yu was knocked unconscious by Yun Ao, and was placed on a large wooden board that was dismantled in advance, and secretly exiled him while the night was dark.