While Star-Lord, the Overlord of Western Chu and the two high-ranking martial artists secretly went to Qingcheng Mountain, a large number of middle and high-level martial artists were sent to Changshe to confront Song Ziping, who was stationed in Jiangxia by Huluo Longtao.

The long shrine has never been so lively, and so many middle and high-level martial artists gather here.

The long society has never been so indifferent, the enemy is pressing, the warriors are like facing the abyss, but the common people are singing and dancing.

Ah Shuai, a ninth-level martial artist who laughed in the sea, he was originally stationed in the capital of Xuchang, and he was also dispatched to support the Changshe.

On this day, after Ah Shuai finished patrolling the city, when passing through Shangbu Street, "whoosh", a round cortical sphere flew out of a courtyard wall next to the street with the sound of whirring wind.

Almost without thinking, Ah Shuai jumped sideways, stretched out his foot, and the instep of his foot seemed to give birth to a sticky force, gently bringing the ball down.

The courtyard door next to the street opened with a "squeak", and a handsome little guy ran out, and when he saw Ah Shuai's flexible footwork, he couldn't help but cheer loudly: "Good body ......"

"Is there anyone in the courtyard bowing?" Ah Shuai's sword eyebrows raised slightly.

"Yes, it's a few guest officers who are building the ball...... the little guy raised his eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned, only to find that the person who asked was an out-and-out beautiful man: the long hair tied up by the bamboo hairpin swayed in the wind, and the purple robe looked slender and straight, which made people feel dusty at a glance; among the facial features carved by the knife, the most brilliant was the dark blue eyes that hid the crispness and charm, and a long scar on the face not only did not reduce the masculine charm by half, but added a wild arrogance. The little guy was a little afraid in his heart, and with some eyesight, he immediately understood that the beautiful man with chic feet in front of him was a martial artist.

Keju is one of Ah Shuai's favorite entertainment, in addition to practicing martial arts on weekdays, he always has a bow, and he has fun alone in his free time. But Keju is always more fun when there are more people, but among the many martial artists who laugh at Canghai, there are only a few who like Keju.

At this time, when he heard that there was a juju competition in the hospital, Ah Shuai couldn't help but itch. He gently flipped the bow on his feet, then rested his knees and the top of his head, firmly controlled the bow within a foot of his body, and was stunned that he didn't give it back to the little guy standing on the side.

The discerning little guy didn't dare to urge, but he had the courage to invite: "Adult, do you want to come in and play, there is a shortage of personal ......"

Tsukumi is a game of Keju played with a single goal, and it is fair to have an equal number of players on both sides.

When Ah Shuai heard that there was a lack of someone, his heart moved, and he jumped up after stopping bowing on one foot, hooked the bow back to the little guy, and said: "Let's go, lead the way in front, and play tricks!"

The little guy hurriedly caught the bow that flew over with both hands, hugged it in his arms, bowed his body slightly, full of respect and nervousness, and respectfully pushed open the courtyard door for Ah Shuai.

This is supposed to be a backyard with a huge footprint. Dozens of independent small courtyards, surrounded by a multi-storey wooden building like the stars holding the moon, between the courtyards, pavilions and corridors, like a turn.

Red lights hung high all over the courtyard, and from time to time there were soft or crisp laughter of women, and some young women wearing various low-cut skirts were dotted in the shadows of the trees, and wisps of fragrance wafted around.

There are warblers and swallows everywhere, Ah Shuai's head is big all of a sudden, he can't be in the land of fireworks by mistake, right?

But he was brave by nature, but he didn't want to back down: he was not afraid of shadows, and it was too unreasonable for him to retreat now, not to mention that he had already seen two green bamboos standing on the large flat ground in the center of the courtyard.

Two green bamboos are about three zhang high, one zhang apart, the upper part of the green bamboo is tied with a layer of net with colored ribbons, and there is a hollow hole with a diameter of about one foot in the center of the net, which is the "merry eye" of the goal.

The pitch looks like some trees have been cut down and temporarily enclosed, and there are no stands around it.

Dozens of strong men stood at random, doing kicks, bending, and squatting all kinds of relaxing movements, just waiting for the little guy to pick up the bow back.

There were men and women in the crowd, but each man was surrounded by scantily clad and well-dressed women.

The little guy trotted forward and said a few words to one of the strong men who looked like the leader, the man was happy, they were one less, and the arrival of Ah Shuai just filled the position of a ball head.

Everyone can see that Ah Shuai is a martial artist, but Keju is a skill job, and not a martial artist can be superior.

Ah Shuai looked at the people on the field, plus there were twelve of them, divided into two groups, each group of six, he didn't say much, and automatically filled the position of the ball head of one of the sides.

Hearing the sound of the whistle outside the field, the little guy threw the bow in his arms to A Shuai, A Shuai jumped lightly, then controlled the bow on his feet, and began to bow, and the skillful bow skills attracted a burst of applause from the sidelines.

After a while, the six members of Ah Shuai's team all took a turn, and the bow finally passed to Ah Shuai's feet, he flipped the bow into the air, flew up with a volley, and volleyed vigorously, and the bow passed through the eye of the wind with precision.

There was a burst of cheers from the field again, and all the men on the field were also happy, and it was definitely a pleasure to be on the same field with a master, and this master was still a martial artist, which made them even more proud.

Soon, Ah Shuai forgot about the embarrassment of being in the land of fireworks and had a lot of fun. His team obviously has the upper hand, as long as Ju can return to Ah Shuai's feet, he will accurately pass through the eye of the wind every time, and never fail.

There are more and more onlookers, but Ah Shuai, who can afford to play sex, doesn't care, Ju is passed to Ah Shuai's feet again, a little off, he parked Ju with his right knee, and was about to bow several times to be stable before volleying, his heart suddenly "popped", and a chill rose in an instant, and the hairs on his skin stood up, as if he was stared at by a fierce beast.

Huo Ran's alert Ah Shuai turned his head suddenly, just in time to catch a delicate figure flashing into an independent courtyard with white walls and gray tiles in the distance.

Ju fell to the ground, and Ah Shuai didn't care, just said "Don't play!" to the few men who were juju together, and walked out of the venue. Everyone was a little stunned, but no one dared to ask, so they had to change the ball head and start again.

The little guy who led Ah Shuai in was watching, and he didn't dare to approach, he was a little lost, and there were not many opportunities to get close to the martial artist, but he saw Ah Shuai turn around and ask him, "What kind of backyard is this?"

"Back to ...... Back to my lord, is it...... It's the Epiphany Pavilion...... "The little guy's heart suddenly rose to his throat, this handsome adult didn't know that this was the Epiphany Pavilion? I heard that martial artists don't usually go to the kiln, so they won't be angry with themselves, right?

"Epiphany Pavilion?" Ah Shuai secretly thought, it turned out to be the most famous Qinglou in the Changshe, and he didn't blame the little guy for this, but just pointed to the small courtyard in the distance and asked, "Who lives there?"

"Back to my lord, that's Lou Meiniang's residence. Mei Niang's piano is very good, but she only caresses the piano for adults...... There are many adults who come to the Epiphany Pavilion to listen to Mei Niang play a song......" Seeing that Ah Shuai was not angry, the little girl secretly wiped a cold sweat and hurriedly replied.

"Hmm......" The corners of Ah Shuai's mouth flashed with an imperceptible coldness: Interesting! A woman in a Qinglou only caresses the qin for the warrior? There are actually many warriors who will come to cheer him? He knows that the "adult" in the mouth of the little guy refers to the warrior.

"Okay, don't come along, this reward for your ......" Ah Shuai took out fifty ingots from his arms, threw them to the little girl, and walked straight to the small courtyard.

There was a red lantern hanging at the door of the small courtyard, "the lights are ......" The corners of Ah Shuai's mouth were slightly upturned, and he didn't talk about any etiquette, and strode in directly.

A delicate woman stood in the small courtyard, looking at Ah Shuai who had broken in with a calm face, without the slightest surprise.

The woman is in her early twenties, wearing a goose-yellow full-breasted skirt, loosely covered with a water-green satin coat, and her plain face is not gorgeous, and she looks delicate and timid.

From the moment he stepped into the courtyard, Ah Shuai was secretly vigilant, and it was the woman in front of him who left a delicate figure just now. Although he could see at a glance that the other party's steps were frivolous and he was not a martial artist, Ah Shuai always felt that something was wrong.

"This gentleman, but you came to listen to the slave family's fuqin?" the woman opened her mouth softly, with a smile on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

"You are Lou Meiniang?"

"The slave family is exactly!"

At this moment, a maid wearing a gray-brown cloth skirt came out of the house, saw A Shuai at a glance, and exclaimed: "You...... You...... Who ......", just wanted to ask but was stopped by Ah Shuai's bearing, and the words were swallowed back into his stomach.

"Xiao Chu, Hugh is rude, Lang Jun is an adult, he should be here to listen to the piano......"

This handsome man with a long scar on his face is a martial artist?Xiao Chu was a little excited, she was bold and stepped forward attentively: "My lord, where do you want to listen to the piano?"

didn't even look at Xiao Chu, Ah Shuai just waved her hand to let her leave, and her eyes never left the smiling Lou Meiniang.

Xiao Chu was bored, and neither advance nor retreat.

Lou Meiniang smiled gently: "Xiao Chu, there's nothing to do with you here, let's go into the house first!"

Xiao Chu pouted and reluctantly responded: "Yes, Miss!"

Ah Shuai hid his inner vigilance with a smile, like a prodigal son with a debauched shape, slowly moving forward, until the two of them could smell their breath before stopping, Lou Meiniang raised her head slightly, looked at the man who was more than a head taller than her, and did not flinch.

Ah Shuai stared at Lou Meiniang for a moment, and really couldn't see anything abnormal about the Qinglou woman in front of her, although it was indeed abnormal to appear so calm under his oppression, but it could only show that the other party had a bearing that was very different from that of ordinary women.

He gently picked up Lou Meiniang's chin, "I heard that you only play the qin for the warrior?"

Lou Niang smiled charmingly, her blue eyes were as faint as the starry sky.

A Shuai's cold hair stood up again, the cold feeling of being stared at by the fierce beast surfaced from the bottom of his heart again, he untraceably divided his mind to explore the surrounding environment, there was nothing abnormal, all the dangerous feelings came from the woman in front of him who always made him feel a little strange, he stretched out his thumb to touch the ruddy lips of Mei Niang upstairs, rubbed it gently, the movements were ambiguous, but there was no trace of charming feeling in his heart, "Do you want to stay overnight?"

Lou Meiniang's black feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and she turned her head shyly, "My lord, the slave family is Qingqi...... However, if the adult has mercy, the slave family is willing to serve the adult......"

"Very good......" The smile on the corner of Ah Shuai's mouth became more and more intense, but the alarm bell sounded in his heart, he wrapped one hand around Mei Niang's soft waist, and the other hand gently stroked the other party's smooth hair.

Lou Meiniang leaned into Ah Shuai's arms, like a very docile kitten.

Xiao Chu, who was hiding in the door of the side room, was shocked by A Shuai's low laughter, she held her breath, peeked at the intimacy of the two in the yard, blushed with shame, and was happy and worried in her heart: Does this handsome adult have a crush on Miss? Miss is not young, she should find a support to rely on, but the other party is a martial artist, won't she dislike Miss?

On the surface, Ah Shuai, who looks extremely useful, is actually not happy, and the woman in his arms is obviously just an ordinary person, which makes him feel dangerous, which is a very strange feeling, and there is no reason at all.

Believing in his instincts, Ah Shuai couldn't see where the danger came from, and he couldn't help but feel a little anger in his heart, which turned into a tenacious edge in his blue eyes.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to go to the tiger mountains!

A handsome heart said, Lao Tzu will accompany you to play! A proud warrior like him, the path of martial arts pursuit, once he "retreats", his mood will naturally be dusty.

With a horizontal heart, Ah Shuai, who was about to make a move, was interrupted by a "whoosh" sound in the distance.

Looking up, a colorful fireworks arrow rose from the direction of the Changshe County Government, and with a smile, Ah Shuai's facial lines suddenly became cold and hard, this is a signal to summon ninth-level martial artists, and the matter of this woman in front of him can only be put aside first.