Originally, the middle-aged boss of the Four Seas Commercial Square wanted to come up with a more tricky pair for Xu Ping'an to try, and even increased the reward to fifty taels, but Yu Youwei decisively refused.

No matter how talented you are, you can't withstand the absolute toss of those ages, three hundred and fifty taels, and you are content and happy.

Xu Ping'an pursed his mouth, looking like I was the first wife of the Great Heavenly Empire, shook his head and left here with a few people.

At this time, the lantern festival has just entered the white-hot stage, and the officers and soldiers of the Yangzhou Yamen have just come to inform them, and soon there will be fireworks, which makes the flow of people here completely restless.

In the Great Celestial Empire, fireworks were strictly controlled by the royal family, and except for a rich and poetic place like Yangzhou, there were few state capitals that could be so rewarded by temples.

In fact, there is also a lantern festival and the Spring Festival can be seen.

Yu Youwei walked in front with Xu Ping'an in her arms, the four little girls were taken care of by Chen Sheng and Xiaoying and walked in the middle, jumping and chattering, while Li Ji walked alone at the back, carrying several baskets in her hands, but she didn't show any weakness.

A pair of copper bell eyes scanned the four directions, paying attention to whether there was any danger around, it was estimated that the entire Yangzhou West Lake, and he alone had no smile on his face.

"Don't buy a golden hairpin?" Xu Ping'an asked funny.

"Don't buy it!" Yu Youwei snorted.

"Why?"

Yu Youwei glanced at him, rolled her eyes and said, "Your clothes and Spring and Autumn Knife, have you asked for it?"

"Tsk, look at the difference between your image of a resentful woman and those women in the deep houses in Yangzhou City. ”

"It's hypocritical, Youwei. Xu Ping said with a mockery.

"Tsk, you can really say it, you don't pretend to write any glamorous words to Mrs. Ben, why do you come to climb over the courtyard wall, and why don't you leave the boudoir with a dead face?" Yu Youwei looked disdainful.

"Hahaha!"

He laughed heartily, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the flower boats rowing past the West Lake, and his eyes lit up.

"Go, row!" he shouted.

"Boating! really, big brother?" the little girls immediately became very interested.

Then a few people walked to the lake, rented a small flower boat from the shipyard, hung many beautiful lanterns on it, illuminated the boat board red, and visited on it with exquisite tables, stools, pastries, etc., enough for a group of people to spend a night on this boat, and the most important thing is that the scenery here is the most beautiful.

Sparkling, colorful.

It is as if you can lift a crescent moon from the water with a single hand.

After paying the silver, a few people got on the boat, Li Ji and Chen Sheng did the work of boatmen, and they didn't want anyone to row the boat, saying that it was to destroy the atmosphere, but in fact, Li Ji was afraid of seasickness and didn't want to be embarrassed, so he rowed a little slower.

Yu Youwei was silent for a long time, silent, Xu Ping'an thought that she was really dissatisfied with herself, and asked, "What's wrong?"

She frowned, the uneasiness in her heart became tighter and tighter, and she pulled Xu Ping'an and said, "I don't know why I was very restless when I first got on the boat, and my heart beat fast." ”

"It can't be seasickness, right?" Xu Ping'an said with concern.

The corners of Yu Youwei's mouth suddenly hooked, her eyes were speechless, and she was angry and funny: "Shouldn't you touch my forehead when I'm seasick, what are you doing with your hands above your chest!"

He said seriously: "Didn't you say that your heart beats fast, I'll use my internal force to help you rub it." ”

"......" Yu Youwei slapped his hand away, and looked back at the children who were chattering and fiddling with the clay figures, a little weak.

Just as she was about to reprimand Xu Ping'an for a few words, she frowned suddenly and did not move.

The sails swayed slightly, and the swaying was extremely abnormal, and the ripples were also very large. Although there are many boats traveling around the West Lake, it should not be so undulating on the water surface in one direction.

Xu Ping'an frowned for the first time, it was the surface of the water, the surface of the water was isolated from breathing, no matter how terrifying the internal force was, it was difficult to detect any breathing, which was the best place to stab.

"Li Ji!" he roared suddenly, holding Yu Youwei in his left hand and the Spring and Autumn Knife in his right hand, and rushed towards the canopy with angry eyes.

"Peng!"

The water around the sail exploded as high as the speaker, and more than a dozen black-clothed people rushed towards Xu Ping'an.

"There are assassins!"

Li Ji roared, pinched the oar in his hand and swept it fiercely, directly sweeping it at the chest of a black-clothed assassin, the internal force shook like a substance, and immediately spurted the assassin's blood, staining the sky.

"Kill!"

A dozen Assassins stood either on the bow of the ship or on the roof of the tent, all of them athletic, proficient in the art of assassination, and armed with a vajra pestle.

"Wow!" several little girls were directly frightened and cried by the sudden scene, and were crushed in the canopy by Chen Sheng.

In an instant, Li Ji was at the stern, and Xu Ping'an was at the bow of the boat to fight with the killers.

On the edge of the West Lake, the screams and the sounds of help were raised, and they shouted deeply, except for some knights who dared to stop and watch, almost no one dared to stop.

Suddenly, the originally lively and brightly lit West Lake turned into a scene of demons dancing wildly and people fleeing for their lives.

"Click!"

The Spring and Autumn Knife was pulled into a crescent shape by Xu Ping'an, and it slashed at the assassin's vajra, and suddenly a crisp breaking sound sounded.

The force was so strong that the vajra broke a hole.

"Poof!"

The knife is like a rainbow, and it disappears in a flash, and a black-clothed assassin doesn't even know how he was cut his throat, this trick is recognized as the easiest to detect, but it is also the most difficult to dodge, and it is recorded in many martial arts cheats, but few people can grasp the true meaning.

But it seems that these black-clothed killers didn't care about Li Ji at all, but just used a few children to drag him down, and most of them still came to Xu Ping'an with a vajra pestle, and the moves were all to the heart, and the head was buckled, and the methods were ruthless, leaving no life at all.

"Boom!"

"You can read the letter of the Nine-faced Buddha, the heavens and men respect it, you dare to be disrespectful, and you should be killed, that is written for you, you can't think of it?!" A black-clothed killer appeared strangely behind Xu Ping'an, and said in a cold voice.

At the same time, there were three vajra smashes in front of him, and the internal force was heavy, forcing Xu Ping'an to sweep the knife to block it.

"Be careful!" Yu Youwei's face turned pale, she had no sword in her hand, and watched the killer vajra smashed into his back, so she desperately tried to break from his pigeon nest and block it for him with her body, almost in an instant.

"Go back!"

Xu Ping'an roared, he was afraid that Yu Youwei would throw it into the canopy, and if he let her do something, it would be impossible for him to forgive himself.

"Peng!"

Click!"

The man in black who spoke smashed Le Xu Ping'an with a vajra with one hand, and he used his speed to avoid Le's vital point, but he still wanted to be hit.

At that moment, he could hear the sound of his shoulder blades cracking.

"Don't!" Yu Youwei exclaimed with a pale face.

"Peng!" he replied, half-kneeling on the board, his knees almost piercing the board.

"Shhh

Xu Ping'an swept a knife, and the waves of anger not only forced everyone back, but his face was distorted to the extreme, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down.