Ni Pengcheng glanced at the two people who suddenly appeared and found that they didn't know each other at all. But it was clear that the woman in front was being chased by the man behind.

Because the girl not only wore a disheveled hair, but also torn her clothes in several places, revealing the moon-white undershirt inside. However, the person chasing her did not kill her, otherwise it would not have just torn her clothes.

As if sensing Ni Pengcheng's scrutinizing gaze, Jiang Chuqing pulled her sleeves a little embarrassed to cover her snow-white skin. But she accidentally touched the wound, and she gasped in pain.

This person is really ruthless! Jiang Chuqing couldn't help but glare at the culprit.

Ni Pengcheng was stunned and looked at the other party suspiciously. But he saw that the other party turned his gaze to the pock-faced man, and said angrily: "I have paid for them, why are you still following me? Also, return my sword to me." ”

Ni Pengcheng glanced at the two. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with himself, and he's not interested in meddling. The footsteps lifted and flew away.

Jiang Chuqing didn't notice the young man's departure, because she was depressed at the moment, and she realized that she had completely underestimated the shamelessness of that group of people.

Before, in a hurry, she threw her sword to stop the group from bringing the He couple into the gambling house again. However, the development of events was not what she imagined. Not only did none of the onlookers help, but when they saw that they really fought, they scattered in a hurry.

Now the result is that the He couple is still dragged in, and she is also entangled by them.

She really didn't expect that the hemp face looked like he had developed limbs and a simple mind, but his martial arts were surprisingly good. Not only did he not take advantage, but he was almost hit by his meteor hammer several times.

This made her not only angry, but also secretly frightened. She couldn't handle just one hemp face, let alone a few big men next to her.

Before going down the mountain, the senior sisters all said that those rivers and lakes were reckless and not to be afraid, as long as they showed the 'Qingyue Sword Technique' taught by the master, they were basically invincible. And this is exactly what she relies on to dare to stand out!

However, the fact that she was forced to retreat by the hemp face had to make her think, what went wrong? Master once said that her talent was extremely high, and she was very suitable for cultivating the martial arts of the Qingyue Sword Sect. This is also one of the important reasons why Master brought her up the mountain in the first place. Time has also proven the accuracy of Master's words. She has always been a leader in the sect, and she is also far ahead in several competitions with the same sect.

Therefore, she suspected that the information of the senior sisters was wrong.

She estimated that those senior sisters who had gone down the mountain had never fought with anyone at all, and they only asserted nonsense for the sake of face, otherwise where would they dare to say such things. After I go back, I must tell them well, there are people outside the world, and these 'rivers and lakes are reckless'.

When she used that 'Blue Moon Sword Technique' for the third time, Hemp Face found the opportunity to reveal a flaw. Jiang Chuqing, who couldn't attack hard, was overjoyed, and before he could think about it, he turned the long sword that attacked his left shoulder to his ribs. As a result, the longsword was directly entangled in the chains on the marijuana-faced meteor hammer, and she had to jump away from it to avoid the whistling meteor hammer.

The next thing is not suspenseful. Hemp Face snatched her Qingshuang Sword and directly forced her into a corner, just aimed at her clothes. If it weren't for the other party's excessive force, the meteor hammer smashed through the door panel of the silk village and got stuck, she couldn't find a chance to escape.

"Brother, I have it!" Hearing this, the pock-faced man took out an ingot, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it deeply, with an intoxicated expression, "Accompany my brother tonight, how much silver does you want for Baihuahua." However, if you want your sword, you have to change your name and call me Xianggong. ”

Jiang Chuqing was only a sixteen-year-old girl, where had she heard such foul language, she directly changed her face and said angrily: "Shameless!"

Seeing the angry appearance of the beauty, the pock-faced man suddenly felt itchy. This girl is completely different from the style of the He family's lady. If the lady of the He family is a docile little white rabbit, this is definitely a choking little pepper. He likes both tastes, wants them all, and wants to marry them all home.

He looked at the place where Ni Pengcheng had left, and his heart moved slightly: fine skin and tender meat, red lips and white teeth. Could it be that this is also a woman dressed as a man? Now these little beauties like to do this. However, looking at her skills, it seems that she is better than Little Pepper's, and she has to find out the details, so as not to make a fuss if she doesn't eat mutton.

Thinking of this, Ma San pouted in the direction of Ni Pengcheng's departure, and asked with a smile, "That person is your sister?"

"Sister?"

Jiang Chuqing was stunned, she looked left and right, except for the young man who hurt people with a sword, the back of turning a corner and disappearing, she didn't find anyone else.

"Forget it, it's enough to have you!" Ma San thought about it, but decided not to take risks, the sharpness of the previous sword was not something he could resist.

When Jiang Chuqing heard this, she almost threw up on the spot. glanced at the pock-faced man opposite in disgust: triangular eyes, rosacea, and a pothole-ridden face, coupled with that lustful expression, she couldn't help but want to stab him a few times. It's a pity that Qingshuang was taken away by them!

She said angrily: "You clearly promised before, as long as I paid the money for them, you would let us go." Now, you have also received the money, and not only have you not released anyone, but have been pestering me all the time. Believe it or not, I'm going to report to the police and arrest you?"

"Report to the official?" Ma San seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and raised his hand to point in one direction while laughing, "Don't blame me for bullying you, the right turn in front is the government office, you can go to the official!" After speaking, he hugged his arms and looked like he was watching a good show.

Jiang Chuqing really doesn't believe in evil, the eldest brother once said that the prefect is an honest official, and he has extremely strict constraints on his subordinates, and there will never be collusion between officials and businessmen.

She turned her head and left without hesitation, and the pock-faced man really stood in place and didn't catch up.

I don't know why, she just walked a few steps and stopped, and glanced back at the pock-faced man uneasily.

Seeing her turn around, Ma San's heart beat faster again, pouting, and the look of doubt on his face was too terrible.

Jiang Chuqing didn't bother to pay attention to him this time, she turned around because she remembered that she had heard someone in the crowd talk before, saying that the backstage of the Hongyun Gambling House was someone from the Yamen. Originally, she didn't believe it, but now when she saw his confident appearance, she was a little hesitant in her heart.

For a moment, she really had a hard time making a choice. I don't know if I should continue to believe my brother's words, or be cautious. Looking at the exposed corner of the eaves, she couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Suddenly, a trace of vigilance rose in her heart, and when she looked back, she saw the pock-faced man secretly stepping forward, and suddenly jumped up like a frightened rabbit and ran away.

Coincidentally, the direction she chose was the same as Ni Pengcheng's.

One runs, the other chases! Soon, they went far away.

On an osmanthus tree not far away, a little girl about seven or eight years old was sitting on a thick branch, her legs swinging, eating the white sugar cake in her hand, seeing the back of the two leaving, she pursed her lips with some disdain: "The Qingyue Sword Sect is nothing more than that!"