Goose egg face, red phoenix eyes, Qiong's nose is neither high nor low, red lips are not thin or thick, the figure wrapped in silk is neither fat nor thin, tied in a low bun, and a green silk pours out, which dazzles Dong Ping. Although this noble lady's appearance is not stunning, it is unforgettable.

Rong'er, the maidservant next to her, looked at Dong Ping's straight eyes without whirling, and scolded in a low voice: "The prodigal son!"

Dong Ping came back to his senses and sighed in a slightly disappointed voice: "It looks like an old man, not an old man." ”

As soon as Miss Gui came out of the carriage, she saw Dong Ping squatting on the ground. In Lin'an, Kyoto, in the south, Miss Gui has also seen a lot of handsome sons, but when she saw Dong Ping, she was stunned for a moment, nothing else, Miss Gui only thought that the person below was interesting.

"Where's Childe's ten-mile long blanket?"

"Miss, don't listen to him, this guy is a disciple, and he talks a lot!"

"Miss, it's cold outside, let's go into the carriage and rest. ”

One person, one sentence, three words. Dong Ping said indifferently: "Miss will know as soon as I come down and leave, whether I have this long blanket or not." ”

The unpersuaded young lady stubbornly got out of the carriage, Dong Ping spread the blanket in front of Miss Gui and said, "Miss, please look, you take two steps on the blanket, and when you reach the end, I will pick up the blanket and spread it again at the feet of the young lady." So repeatedly, let alone ten miles, even if it is a hundred miles, I can pave it. ”

The maidservant next to him was about to kick him after hearing Dong Ping's words, but Dong Ping took advantage of the situation to turn her body to the side and laughed.

"The prodigal son. ”

"Shame on you!"

Miss Gui glanced at Dong Ping deeply before being helped into the car by the maidservant, and Dong Ping's eyes were wandering at this time, and I don't know if he had noticed.

In the face of the farce just now, the two sturdy young men with sharp blades in the back were just cold-eyed bystanders. But it is undeniable that as long as Dong Ping crossed the distance a little just now, the two of them would immediately kill him.

The wheels rolled up again, Han Qingzhu shouted "drive", and the old horse under his seat neighed and walked forward. At this moment, Dong Ping came to the carriage and talked to the two guards, saying that he was talking, but from beginning to end, he was the only one talking to himself.

Suddenly, Dong Ping had an extra purse embroidered with brocade patterns in his hand, and he laughed: "Look at this exquisite embroiderer, I don't know that the girl gave it to the little brother." ”

When he landed, the blade of the young man next to Dong Ping was already horizontal on Dong Ping's neck.

There are no words, only killing intent.

Han Qingzhu suddenly felt a chill behind him, and he looked back only to see the tension. He frowned, and secretly scolded this Dong Ping for causing some trouble in his heart, "Strong man, this is a member of the battalion, if you offend Your Excellency, please raise your noble hand." ”

Another older guard said without squinting, "Don't cause trouble. ”

Dong Ping stupidly put the purse on the knife and slowly withdrew his body.

Suddenly, there was a light snowfall.

The nobles were arranged into the inn of the upper grade in the northern city, and outside the young lady's house, the two guards with knives stood like green pines.

"Eagle, look what's missing in your purse. ”

The guard named Flying Eagle knew in his heart that when he opened his purse, there was only a strand of green silk in it. The steel-like guard smiled faintly: "This thing is a treasure to me, and it is worthless to others. With that, Feiying looked at the elderly guard next to him and continued: "When I go back this time, I will resign from this broken official and ask for stability in this world. ”

The older guard sighed slightly, and muttered, "How can people who even forget their original names be safe." ”

......

Dong Ping stood at the head of the city with an umbrella, and at this moment his eyes no longer had the cynicism just now, but instead of coldness and profundity.

Han Qingzhu under the city was discussing something with a few generals, only to hear Dong Ping's faint voice coming from the city: "Sect Leader Han, you have to take care of the safety of this nobleman, don't make any mistakes." ”

Han Qingzhu said lightly: "Dong Senjun, let's take care of myself first, and don't let people put a knife on your neck." After hearing this, Dong Ping let out a long laugh and turned to leave.

"This Dong Ping is certainly annoying, but he is clever, why is he so blind-eyed today. Han Qingzhu stared at Dong Ping's departing back and pondered.

The northern city in the snow seems to be calm, but in fact, there is an undercurrent surging, and I don't know how many spies have been planted in a small city. At this time, all parties are speculating about the origin of this guest from afar.

Copper pot mutton, and then a pot of soju, in this biting winter, is really a great gift. But guarding the hot copper pot and the fluttering wine, Dong Ping never put down his chopsticks.

Dong Ping is a frequent customer of this small shop, and seeing that he seems to have something on his mind, the clever Xiao Er stepped forward and said, "Today's wine and food are not the right appetite for Dong to join the army?"

"You say, is the Xin family's words good, or the Su family's words. Dong Ping asked.

A hundred years ago, Xin Qiji and Su Shi were both in the words, although Xiao Er knew these two, but he didn't know anything about words. Xiao Er rubbed his ears and laughed: "These two are both fairy-like characters, where do villains dare to judge." But the villain knows that it is better to eat mutton and drink a glass of spirits when it is frozen outside, and mortals only look at what is in front of them. ”

Dong Ping picked up the chopsticks and knocked on Xiao Er's head, and said with a smile: "A good mortal only sees what is in front of him, but you can see it clearly." ”

With that, he swept away the gloom before and ate and drank happily.

The snow drifting made people forget the hour, and they only heard three earth-shattering drums from the military camp outside the city, which knew that it was night.

At night, the wind and snow are rushing!

The snow turned into goose-paw-sized snowflakes and whistled in, and the snow and ice slammed like knives on the two guards from the gap between the railing and the edge of the building. The two who have experienced the bloody wind and rain are naturally not afraid of this wind and snow. Suddenly, the door behind the two of them creaked open, and with the warm air gushing out of the room, the maidservant Rong'er poked her head out. The sudden cold made her shiver, she covered her face and said, "Gu Da, you go and boil some hot water, Miss is tired all the way, and her body is very tired." You have to boil this hot water yourself, and others don't know how many sticks of firewood you have to put in it. ”

The guard, known as the ancient great, glanced at the flying eagle beside him and went downstairs without saying a word.

Rong'er scolded the damn weather and hurriedly closed the door.

The eagle glanced down the street and was relieved to see that the soldiers below had surrounded the inn.

Suddenly, a scream came from inside the house. As soon as the eagle relaxed, he tensed up again, and he pushed the door in without even thinking about it. I saw that the maid Rong'er had fallen to the floor, blood was flowing freely, and the noble lady was sitting on the ground stupidly.

Flying Eagle gritted his teeth and looked at the open window and was about to chase it out, but the young lady who looked at the side still endured. Unexpectedly, this noble lady cried out with a "wow", she said in a trembling voice: "Feiying, Rong'er has grown up with me since she was a child, and she is like a sister, you must chase after that villain and avenge Rong'er!"

Flying Eagle only felt ashamed, he was a dignified guard, someone killed someone under his nose, how could he bear it.

"There are assassins!"

He only let this sentence go, and then grabbed the window.

Han Qingzhu went upstairs almost at the same time as Gu Da, compared to Han Qingzhu's anger, Gu Da's face was very calm. In his opinion, as long as this young lady does not die, it is a great blessing.

"Defend this inn for me! Don't let a fly out of Lao Tzu!" With that, Han Qingzhu went downstairs with a sigh.

The wind was cold, the earth was like a silver net, and a black flying fish trying to break free from this shackle was speeding through the silver net.

The flying eagle was already a master who had surpassed the Tongmai Realm, and his foot strength was extremely fast, and he had already chased seven or eight miles out of the land with the faint footprints left on the snow.

Suddenly, he stopped, and there were no footprints here.

Knife qi, the sky full of knife qi cut through the wind and snow, turning into a flying dragon.

Killing, killing is like the black moon in the sky, extremely depressing.

Flying Eagle's heart trembled, he looked up, and suddenly shouted.

I saw a black dragon condensed by sword qi, rising into the sky and killing into the snowy night.

Suddenly, a black shadow fell from the sky, its palm was like snow, and the black dragon was shattered.

In an instant, the two were entangled together.

Fighting with this person, Feiying felt a deep sense of powerlessness. The man's strength was far above that of the Flying Eagle, but for some reason, he kept his hand on, as if he was waiting for something.

Suddenly, the man's attack was urgent, and the flying eagle suddenly felt powerless to parry, and it was full of flaws.

"If it's not an opponent, then I'll fight to break the boat!" When he landed, the flying eagle gave up his defense, and he condensed his life's work on the knife and fought towards the man.

"It's a pity. The man muttered, not knowing whether he was stunned, or regretful, or laughing at the recklessness of the flying eagle.

The man didn't face much of the knife, and let it fall on his shoulder. The knife is two inches, and the blood is splashed three feet.

The flying eagle was about to cut off the man's arm, but before he could do it, the knife seemed to be stuck in the man's shoulder.

When he landed, the man flew out with a palm and landed on the eagle's chest. The body of the flying eagle flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Han Qing's foot strength was still a little slower, and by the time he arrived, the flying eagle's body was already covered with a layer of snow. He frowned, and held out his finger to reach out for the eagle's snort.

"Smack!"

Han Qingzhu's hand was clutched in the air, and it was the flying eagle lying on the ground who grabbed his wrist. I saw the flying eagle open his eyes and sit up straight.

"Catch the assassin, go catch the assassin!" the flying eagle roared twice at Han Qingxi, then staggered to his feet, facing the wind and snow, and walked forward tremblingly.

Han Qingzhu didn't get up, he picked up the sign that had just fallen from Feiying's body and started thinking. It's a wolf-shaped token, blood-red throughout.

"The inn where the noble man is staying has been surrounded by soldiers, how can I not notice if there is any wind and grass. Didn't you think you were a spy of Wolf Xia, or a bitter trick to divert the tiger from the mountain?"

"Strongman, your things have fallen. ”

The flying eagle turned around and caught the thing that Han Qingzhu threw over, and before he could see it clearly, Han Qingzhu swooped at him like a fierce tiger. At this moment, the meridians of the flying eagle's whole body had been shattered by the power of that person's palm, and at this moment, he was powerless to resist in the face of Han Qingsi's palm.

Suddenly, a plum tree bloomed on the snow.

The eagle opened its hand, and wisps of green silk flew into the sky against the wind.