As soon as the sinister smile of the Scar Evil Slave came to his mouth, a silver-white robe with an extremely flowing body suddenly jumped out of the bustling crowd in front of him.

Everyone saw that this handsome young man's body twisted, like a white rainbow through the sun, and after turning around in the air freely, his left foot kicked directly in the face of the evil slave!

The scar slave had shoe prints on his face, and the sturdy body weighing more than two hundred pounds immediately flew backwards more than two feet, and the pilgrims on both sides of the road hurriedly pushed and shoved, making a large enough open space for the falling scar slave.

Scar's eyes were full of Venus after being kicked in the head, and he patted the dust off his body, thinking that he had been attacked by a hidden weapon like a meteor hammer. He has been domineering with his master for many years, and he has always bullied others by himself, and he has rarely seen anyone dare to uphold justice openly, which grandson who doesn't want to live is too long?

The scar slave shook his head, and after the dizziness dissipated slightly, he touched the handle of the knife on his waist with one hand, opened his mouth and scolded: "Which bastard dares to ...... in front of Lao Tzu"

The Scar Slave wanted to struggle to get up and abolish the good man who attacked him, but when he opened his mouth to curse, the silver-white robe came like a shadow, and he kicked out again, and the Scar Slave spat out a mouthful of blood and tilted his head, and this time he fainted directly.

Zhao Tianyang picked up the little beggar who was squatting on the ground and crying, handed him the remaining half of the green onion cake, and then ran to the senior brother Gu Tiannan, and spat on the face of the scar slave who fainted on the ground.

Gu Tiannan held down the hilt of his sword, gritted his teeth and suppressed the surging Peng Bai in his heart.

At the foot of Dongting Mountain, it is really inappropriate for the disciples of Hongxuanzong to kill people, but if Uncle Ning Yuan is here, how can this scar evil slave have a life?

After the scar evil slave led by Gu Tiannan was kicked unconscious twice, the other three evil slaves not only did not retreat in fear, but showed a little excitement on their faces.

They were domineering and bullying all the way, but they also met a few rangers who were fighting unevenly. However, those heroes who stepped forward to hoe the strong and help the weak did not have the good skills of the young man in white in front of them, and the good ones were beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and those who did not end well would be interrupted.

But always pinching soft persimmons is also very boring, and occasionally encountering one or two hard walnuts that prick your hands, the purple-clothed master behind him will be a little interested.

The other three evil slaves put away their whips and waved them at the crowd, not worrying at all about their fainting companions, they all turned their heads, looked at this young man in white with good skills, and sighed in their hearts: "After so many days, there is finally a decent man who has come up." If you are invincible for a long time, you will be lonely and empty. How do you say a poem from a reader? Yes, it's cold in the heights!"

The group of charming women in pink behind the three evil slaves all straightened their necks and looked at Gu Tiannan, they exchanged their heads and ears, pointing at Gu Tiannan and chattering, and several curvy beauties also showed a regretful expression.

It's a pity that such a dashing and handsome white-clothed boy fell into the hands of his own master, and that narrow-minded purple-clothed master can't see any young handsome man playing majestic in front of him.

Last month in Yueyang Tower, a handsome scholar with flying literature had just written down such a hand-me-down sentence as "Infinite Fangzhou Sheng Du Ruo, Yueyang Tower Water Like the Sky", and before the ink dried, two fingers were cut off by the purple-clothed master.

A woman in a pink satin shirt embroidered with gold thread peony had her eyes shining, swallowed her saliva, and said charmingly: "Childe, after the fight is over in a while, this little brother in white will be handed over to the slave family to deal with, okay?" Last time you were eccentric and gave that scholar to Peony in Yueyang Tower, this time it should be my turn!"

The purple-clothed boy turned his head and glanced at the slightly sharp voice of "Peony", noncommittal. With a gentle face, he teased a few strands of green silk on the neck of the "peony" in his arms, rubbed the smooth neck of the "peony" with his chin, and looked at Gu Tiannan with interest.

The evil slave who took out a thick mace from his back was full of meat, pointed at Gu Tiannan with a stick, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, have you ever heard of the Shunjie Marquis of Cangming Palace?"

As soon as the evil slave said this, Zhao Tianyang, Qi Zhipu, Wang Dameng and other Hongxuanzong disciples all changed their faces greatly, and when they were guests in Wenyang Taishou Song Ye Mansion, Song Cheng'an, the eldest prince of Song Mansion, once mentioned to them that this Shunjie Marquis, who was not the prince of the vassal king but was better than the prince of the vassal king, sighed the eldest grandson of the palace master of Cangming Palace, and sighed Qingchen.

There are a total of nine vassal kings of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, distributed in thirteen states under heaven, and the nine vassal kings are like soil emperors in the fiefdom, and the princes of the vassal kings are even more unscrupulous, covering the sky with one hand. As long as you don't raise the flag and rebel, even if the nobles and nobles turn the sky upside down these days, Luoyang, Kyoto will turn a blind eye and don't see it.

Although the princes of the vassal princes are domineering, they can only be arrogant in their own one-third of an acre. According to the "Regulations of the Sect and Vassals" of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the vassal kings and princes of each state were generally not allowed to leave the fiefdom except for the king of Jingqin. Compared with the prince of the feudal domain, Si Qingchen is not a serious royal bloodline, and he is not subject to the "Clan Regulations", so he can swagger through the city in the thirteen states of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and live happily.

As for the elixir of the several furnaces offered to the Cangming Palace every year, the nine major vassal kings will give the Cangming Palace a few thin noodles, not to mention the states and counties below? Even if they have eaten the bear-hearted leopard gall, no one is willing to provoke this "Shunjie Marquis" who is rich and rivals the country.

Zhao Tianyang wiped the grease on the side of his mouth, reached out and tugged at Gu Tiannan's clothes, quietly threw away a look like walking on thin ice, and whispered: "The wind is tight, pull it!

Gu Tiannan obviously didn't know what the "Shunjiehou" in the mouth of the evil slave in front of him was, he pushed away Zhao Tianyang's white fat palm, and said with a righteous attitude: "What kind of monkey is Shunjiehou? Don't say anything about the Shunjie monkey and the big horse monkey, even if you release the thousand-year-old demon beast, I dare to cut this beast into two! In front of the Zhenwu Emperor at the foot of Dongting Mountain, how can you allow the demons to spread wild?"

Gu Tiannan knew that Cangming Palace was good at alchemy and refining, and he was also very good at domesticating demon beasts, he thought that this "Shunjiehou" was a powerful monkey demon beast.

After listening to Gu Tiannan's generous statement, the three evil slaves and more than 20 beauties in pink all had strange faces, and they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so they had to hold back their irrepressible laughter and their faces turned red.

It seems that this little brother in white is really dying today, and they have never seen anyone dare to insult their master whose heart is smaller than the eye of a needle like this, I am afraid that only by crushing this kid to ashes can the hatred in the master's heart be eliminated.

Sighing Qingchen's face was like frost, his eyebrows flew, he threw away the priceless ivory folding fan in his hand, and pushed the beautiful and moving "peony" in his arms to the ground with one palm, not caring at all about the dusty, pear blossom and rainy beauty, staring at Gu Tiannan with red eyes and shouting angrily: "Where did you come from, a cat and a dog, dare to insult me like this!"

After speaking, Si Qingchen took out a cold and shining short knife from his arms and stabbed it fiercely at the horse's buttocks.

The horse was in pain, neighed sadly, let go of its four hooves, and galloped towards Gu Tiannan.

The black horse under the seat of sighing Qingchen is extremely miraculous, it is a bloody horse paid tribute by Dawan, and the bloodline is pure, and there are only seventy or eighty horses in the entire Northern Zhou Dynasty. Not to mention a blood-soaked BMW with pure blood, even if it is a good horse with half of the blood-soaked BMW's bloodline, if it is not a dignitary, you can't buy it for any amount of money.

At this moment, this purebred sweat and blood BMW was stabbed by Xi Qingchen, the horse's buttocks were bright red, and the running speed was more than four or five percent faster than usual.

Sigh Qingchen bowed his body and lifted the reins, and one person and one rode towards Gu Tiannan like an arrow from the string.

Gu Tiannan pushed away Zhao Tianyang, who was frowning beside him, and in the face of the sweaty BMW that was whistling like a black wind, instead of retreating, he rushed forward with the strength of his feet.

Zhao Tianyang's brain only felt that his scalp was numb for a while, no wonder Uncle Ning Yuan liked Senior Brother, this ruthlessness in his body was really similar to Uncle Shi! But Zhao Tianyang was not worried about Gu Tiannan, the thousand-year-old python demon that was more than twenty zhang long couldn't help his senior brother, let alone a horse?

The crowd of onlookers on the sidelines couldn't take their eyes off it, for fear of missing this anecdote that can attract countless attention in the restaurant and tea shop, after all, there are very few people who dare to talk to the "Shunjie Hou" sigh Qingchen, and look at the entire Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Suddenly, these pilgrims who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement opened their mouths at the same time, only to see that this thin and handsome young man in white grabbed the two front legs of the black horse with both hands, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and the masseter muscles on his face appeared, and this horse weighing more than 1,500 pounds couldn't move at all!

After a man and a horse stalemate for three or four breaths, Gu Tiannan's hands loosened, his slender figure retreated sharply, and in an instant, he swept out three or four feet away, and stood beside the frightened Zhao Tianyang again.

The horse that was struggling to sprint forward suddenly lost its resistance, and the horse's body slammed into the ground, and after a dull sound, the black horse fell to its knees on its front legs, and the back half of its body staggered, throwing Si Qingchen out of the horse.

The pilgrims on both sides of the mountain road were dumbfounded, and they looked at Gu Tiannan with a little horror when the long sword at his waist was never unsheathed, and the expression on his face was as if he had just seen an old gentleman in his late sixties slaughtering ten pigs shirtless.

If it is said that stopping the sweaty BMW with empty hands is an amazing move made by that tower-like scar slave, it is understandable, who makes people's arms thicker than our thighs? But this handsome little brother in white clothes, with fine skin and tender flesh, thin arms and thin legs, looks as weak as a scholar, where did he get this strength?

Gu Tiannan, who was not afraid of the tiger with a newborn calf, not only stunned the slave of the Marquis of Shunjie and sighed Qingchen, but also overturned his mount, it seems that this beam is finished today.