"Little boy, the two dead soldiers sent out were killed. ”

Gale Inn, the largest inn in Fancheng, has a courtyard.

A man in ink with an iron mask on his face knelt on one knee and whispered into a closed door in the courtyard.

"I have long expected that with the old immortal Gu slave following, the little county lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace is not so easy to catch. A faint voice came from inside the door, with a hint of laziness, as if it didn't care about the lives of the two men.

"I told you to watch outside, this time that little girl from the Xuan family came to the Southern Regions, apart from the old immortal Gu Nu, is there anyone else following?" Pushing open the door and stepping out, this was a very young man, his eyes were narrow and long, squinting slightly and flashing coldly, he stared at the iron-masked man and asked softly.

"Back to the little boy, in that mansion, there is no one else except the Gu slave. ”

The man in the iron mask got up, stood sideways behind the young man, and whispered, thinking about it and hesitating a little: "It's just..."

"Say!"

"It's just that when the two dead soldiers under him sneaked into the mansion, the subordinates hid and secretly observed, and two young men who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth carried firecrackers and threw them into the mansion, it was precisely because the sound of firecrackers alarmed the Gu slaves, otherwise the two dead soldiers under them would not have been killed so quickly. ”

"Oh, that's a little interesting, what kind of young man is it?" asked the young man, raising his eyebrows, flipping his hand and spreading his folding fan, chuckling.

"A man and a woman, that man's skills should be good, I have been observing in secret for a long time, and in the end, the Gu slave chased out that kid's body when he ran away is really extraordinary, and it should belong to the young handsome man in the southern region of this life. The man in the iron mask bowed down, thought for a moment, and then said cautiously: "If the little boy is interested, I will send someone to arrest those two." ”

"Yes, please!" the young man said softly with a pair of narrow eyes narrowing slightly, but his tone couldn't help but increase a little when he said the word please.

"Wow!" the man in the iron mask leaned down and said a word, which was to salute the young man, and bowed out of the courtyard.

"Hehe, it's bad for me, but I want to see what kind of Southern Regions Junjie it is?" The young boy reached out to tease a canary in the birdcage in the courtyard, teasing but didn't see the bird calling for a long time, and then laughed softly, and then shook it hard in the palm of his hand to see that the canary, which was still alive, turned into a pool of blood in the palm of the young man.

He casually threw away the corpse of the finch that had turned into blood, twisted his five fingers, and the white mist of water vapor in his palm dispersed to steam the scarlet clean in an instant, and then sighed lightly: "It's all in the palm of my hand, can't you make two clear noises to please me?"

"Tianjiao of the Southern Regions, hehe, apart from my Zhongyu Yao Clan, who else is worthy of the word Tianjiao?" he chuckled and shook his hand, seemingly unconcerned about the fact that he had just pinched the canary to death.

This young son surnamed Yao is obviously a fierce temperament in the city government, or is this the temperament that only the princes and nobles of several domains should have?

......

When Jiang Xiaoman panted and found Ji Xiaoyue, the hateful female snitch, the little girl was sitting with Erlang's legs crossed on the second floor of a restaurant on the street, drinking tea leisurely and munching melon seeds.

"You're so slow!" Seeing Jiang Xiaoman with an angry face, she said happily: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Ji-Xiao-Yue!" Jiang Xiaoman stared at Ji Xiaoyue, who had not yet had the slightest intention of repentance, gritted his teeth, and said angrily word by word.

"This girl is here, what are the instructions of the little insect boy?" Ji Xiaoyue leaned comfortably on the chair and swung her legs, and casually picked up a handful of melon seeds placed on the table, and replied happily.

"You, you don't have the slightest repentance, wouldn't it be dangerous if I was caught by the master who dared to kill?" Jiang Xiaoman sat down, sat next to Ji Xiaoyue, turned his head and didn't look at her, and said angrily.

"Giggles, you're Jiang Daxia, where can there be a danger that can't be resolved?" Ji Xiaoyue opened a melon seed shell, raised her head and put the melon seed kernel into her mouth, and giggled.

"Really, do you think I'm a hero now?" Hearing that he was called a hero, Jiang Xiaoman, who was still sulking just now, immediately became happy again, and looked at Ji Xiaoyue, the female snitch, with great interest, and asked, "Where do you think that I can be called a hero now." ”

"You are kind, chivalrous, brave and courageous, and your kung fu is high, so you are naturally a hero. ”

Secretly said What a fool, and then Ji Xiaoyue counted it with her fingers and said solemnly.

"Haha, that's really appropriate, that hero will forgive you, if there is another time, hum!" Jiang Xiaoman nodded, he felt that this little girl was honest, and accidentally told the advantages of his own body that he didn't find.

Regarding Ji Xiaoyue's evaluation of himself, he accepted it all humbly, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, it turned out that he was already a hero now, so when he arrived in the Northern Regions, he might be able to become a generation of heroes admired by thousands of people in the Qin Dynasty.

Jiang Xiaoman thought happily.

"If there is another time, giggles, ginger worm, ginger worm, what do you want to do with this girl?" Ji Xiaoyue squinted, threw a handful of melon seed shells on the table, clapped her hands, and then asked Lehehe.

She is not afraid of this stupid little fool who dreams of being a hero.

"If there is a next time, then, I will sell you to the Qinglou!" Jiang Xiaoman reached out and grabbed a red apple from the fruit bowl on the table, took a bite, and then looked at Ji Xiaoyue, the female snitch, and said viciously.

He remembered that when Uncle Eleventh was teaching himself to practice, he would occasionally pass by a handmaid who was familiar with him, and he would always tease him like this, saying that the little girl had grown up again, and he didn't know how many taels of silver it would be worth to sell it to the Qinglou.

Jiang Xiaoman asked Jiang Che what kind of place the Qinglou was.

At that time, Jiang Che told him with a smile that Qinglou was a place where disobedient women were to be sent, a gentle township for men, and a place where people could linger once they went.

Uncle Eleven promised himself, saying that when he could master all the 12-style executions of the Unrepentant Heavenly Spear, then he would take him to the Qinglou to open his eyes.

"Giggles, I can't see it, Jiang Daxia, do you still know about Qinglou?" Ji Xiaoyue stared at Jiang Xiaoman with a smile, staring at him a little hairy, and then asked Lehehe.

"Hmph, nasty!"

While the two were laughing, a crisp voice came not far away.

"Haha, Jiang Xiaoworm, you see, you have been said to be an obscene embryo!" Ji Xiaoyue looked in the direction of the voice, and saw the staircase on the second floor, where Xuan Xiaogongzi, who was dressed as a man at this moment, was standing there with an angry face, followed by the old man in a green shirt.

"Not long ago, it was you little thief who threw the cannon at my house, right?" Xuan Zhiqiu stared at Ji Xiaoyue who was happy to look at him at this moment angrily, and asked with silver teeth: "Is it that the skin is itchy again, I didn't pick it up enough last time, I feel that I can come back to the field if I find a little white face surnamed Jiang?"

Jiang Xiaoman's face is innocent, who did I provoke, why do I say that I am a little white face, but I ignore why this handsome little boy who looks like a girl knows his surname Jiang.

"There is evidence, you!" Ji Xiaoyue put away her smile, crossed her hands on her waist, looked at Xuan Zhiqiu with a pout, and said loudly: "In broad daylight, if there is no evidence, beware that I will go to the yamen to accuse you of false accusations!"

"Hey, Jiang Xiaoworm, he said that you are a little white face, don't you beat him?" Ji Xiaoyue turned her head and reached out to pull the innocent-looking Jiang Xiaoman's head.

Jiang Xiaoman's mother-in-law, Lin Mei, told him that men and women can't touch their heads and feet, and whoever dares to touch her baby son's head at will when he goes out will beat him to death!

But Jiang Xiaoman glanced at Ji Xiaoyue, who was going to play with the little boy surnamed Xuan at this time, and was a little difficult, sighed lightly, and secretly said Forget it, who let herself owe this hateful female snitch in her previous life, and she just can't be angry with her.

"Xuan Gongzi, that, your family was thrown into a cannon battle? It really wasn't us who did it, you can't frame a good person!" Jiang Xiaoman thought about it, and felt that it was better to stand on the same front with Ji Xiaoyue at this time to fight the enemy, after all, the old man standing behind this Xuan Xiaogong at this time was the master who really dared to kill, and at the moment, he couldn't admit that he was killed.

"What son, Jiang Xiaoworm, look carefully, she is a woman!" Ji Xiaoyue was very satisfied with Jiang Xiaoman's ability to be consistent with herself this time, patted Jiang Xiaoman's shoulder, and pointed to Xuan Xiaogongzi's chest not far away, and said with a smile: "Oh, look, she is bulging there, is it different from you?"

"Female?" Jiang Xiaoman turned his head in surprise and saw Ji Xiaoyue, the female snitch, nodding solemnly, and couldn't help but turn his head and stare at someone's chest.

"Where are you looking!" Xuan Zhiqiu was annoyed, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she covered her chest with her hands and shouted angrily, although there are not many guests eating tea on the second floor at the moment, there are also a lot, she hates this little female thief who dared to reveal her identity and was picked up by herself at the beginning, and she was annoyed by Jiang Xiaoman's very rude behavior, and couldn't help gritting her teeth and saying to the young man: "Believe it or not, I gouged out your eyes?!"

"Faith!"

Jiang Xiaoman nodded seriously, then turned to Ji Xiaoyue and said, "Don't say it, she is indeed bulging there, and it seems to be much older than you!"

"Get out!"

This time, the two women shouted in unison.

"It's really bigger than you!" Jiang Xiaoman touched his head and said innocently at Ji Xiaoyue.

Ji Xiaoyue held her forehead with her hands, and she didn't know if this little fool was really stupid or fake, she really dared to say anything.

"Grandpa Gu, help me beat this nasty embryo, as long as you don't beat it to death, it's fine!" Xuan Zhiqiu jumped to his feet in anger, annoyed and angry, even if he was tightly wrapped in cloth, his small chest still trembled violently, and his silver teeth bit lightly, it was the first time she had been so angry since she came to the Southern Regions, even when she was at home in the Central Regions.

The old man sighed helplessly, he could see that this nephew on the third night of the Jiang family did indeed have a pure heart as his third uncle said, not pretending to be stupid, but really stupid......

After thinking about it, he still made a move, but his strength was constricted to only one point, and he wanted to test it to see how many catties and taels the Jiang family in the Southern Regions had.

The old man reached out, the waves were like the wind, and he grabbed the claws at Jiang Xiaoman's head in mid-air, the momentum seemed to be cold, as if he was going to be caught and could take the life of this little guy, but in fact, the inner strength was not as powerful as a girl's powder fist, he was just testing the cultivation of one or two teenagers, and he had no intention of really making a heavy hand.

Jiang Xiaoman felt so innocent, he didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, he was about to be beaten.

It's just that his movements are not slow, he first practiced with the eleventh uncle Jiang Che for so many years, and then he was ruthlessly picked up by Dugu Yin, the cousin of the Dugu family who secretly called him the smiling tiger, for more than three years, how could his kung fu cultivation be weak.

Jiang Xiaoman kicked away the stool in front of him, then took a step back slightly, and also reached out with his hand clenched into a fist, and let out a soft shout, his fist and palm collided together.

There was a boom and a whistle into the wind.