Yuan Qiming sat on the clearing, holding a wine bag in his hand.

There are no craftsmen left to help. After the first batch was deceived by Zhang Min's clever tongue, the status and reputation of "Qianxingmen" in Wuchang plummeted.

It's just that the misfortune is not a one-way street, among the second batch of craftsmen, first a craftsman surnamed Chen was gouged out of his eyeballs, and then a tall man came to make trouble.

Yuan Qiming sighed and shook his head again and again.

Gong Qing was able to get out of bed, and with Luan Buwei's support, he walked to Yuan Qiming and sat down, stretching out his hand, wanting to ask for wine.

Yuan Qiming didn't agree, Gu Zi took a big sip, "You can't drink." ”

The two sat on the ground, and a pair of brothers stood behind them.

In front of the four of them was a vast clearing, on which timber was scattered and scattered.

As the sun sank in the west, the endless red glow spread across the sky.

Yuan Qiming was so worried that he didn't say a word, and he drank with his neck up. Gong Qing sat on the ground, put his hands on his waist, tried his best to stretch his rotten body that had been lying on the bed for a day and a night, and then let out a long sigh: "... Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ”

Yuan Qiming suddenly opened his mouth, "The most worrying thing hasn't come yet." ”

Gong Qing sighed, nodded and looked into the distance, "But with the young master's ability, there should be no problem." ”

Yuan Qiming was noncommittal, but just took another sip of wine. "Chuan'er's martial arts are enough, but there is no blood. People like him will suffer a big loss sooner or later. ”

Gong Qing said with a smile: "The young master has been reciting the books of sages since he was a child, and those 'benevolence, loyalty, and forgiveness' have long been engraved in his heart and cannot be changed. But as long as he's strong enough, he'll be fine. ”

"Strong enough?" Yuan Qiming turned his head to look at Gong Qing and frowned, "How strong?"

Gong Qing's eyes were deep and his smile was playful, "The knife is out, the dragon is shocking." ”

"Oh. Yuan Qiming thought for a moment, nodded, and then took a sip of wine.

"Oh. He answered again, turned his head, and looked into the distance.

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Wuchang to Shiyan, a distance of 800 miles.

Lu Sanchuan and Su Qing sat side by side on the boss of the carriage, bought a coffin in Shiyan and put Zhang Minxi in it, and then slowly drove to Dongli Villa.

Along the way, Lu Sanchuan rarely spoke, but thought a lot.

He felt that he was wrong from the beginning, and after killing those people, he shouldn't have promised Coco Zhang to get married. Although Zhang Minxi was holding a dagger against his neck at that time, there are some things that can't be done, and compromising because of soft-heartedness will only make things worse.

The coffin was already heavy, and after loading Zhang Minxi, it was not something that Lu Sanchuan could afford alone, so he had to let Su Qing take the handle, and the two of them carried the coffin and slowly put it into the pit.

That night, after Su Qing fell asleep, Lu Sanchuan sat up in the dark, quietly went out, and sat on the stone steps outside the door.

Doing bad things because of good intentions is a big blow to others and to yourself. I was originally well-intentioned, but in the end, I caused a commotion, how happy can I be?

Lu Sanchuan sighed and said in his heart: If that day, I snatched Miss Zhang's dagger and scolded her loudly, would it be a different ending?

Suddenly, something soft and warm draped over his shoulders. He turned his head to look at Su Qing, who was "asleep".

Lu Sanchuan was slightly apologetic and said softly, "Qing'er, did I wake you up?"

Su Qing shook his head, sat down beside him, grabbed his arm with both hands, and rested his head on his shoulder, "You have something on your mind, how could I not know?"

The insects around are not stopping, faintly, if there is nothing.

From time to time, a breeze blew in their hair.

Lu Sanchuan raised his hand and gently rubbed Su Qing's head.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and the two of them snuggled up like this, without saying a word, which is good.

After a while, Lu Sanchuan said softly: "Qing'er, go back to the house, it's cold here." Su Qing had no objection, grabbed Lu Sanchuan's arm, and returned to the house.

On this night, Lu Sanchuan left half of the "benevolence, virtue and loyalty" on the stone steps.

The next day, the weather was fine.

Lu Sanchuan and Su Qing finished dressing in the house, opened the door and left the house, and there was a person standing in the open space outside the house at some point, that person was thin and thin, and he seemed to be just an ordinary person, but those eyes were extremely bright.

The person who came was Yang Fangzheng, the head of the Golden Rooster faction.

Although both on the mountain and below the mountain are martial arts practitioners, their styles are different. Most of the people on the mountain are above board, but the people below the mountain are just the opposite.

Yang Fangzheng saw Lu Sanchuan open the door and leave the house, not giving Lu Sanchuan a chance to react, so he immediately reported to his home, and by the way, he also said the purpose, "Yang Fangzheng, the head of the Jinji faction in Jinji Mountain, came this time to take your head from Lu Sanchuan." ”

When Su Qing heard this, he was a little panicked and grabbed Lu Sanchuan's arm tightly. After all, those who dare to be so straightforward and undisguised, except for idiots, are masters, and the light from the eyes of the man in front of him is just like a beast that has bumped into its prey.

Lu Sanchuan put his hand on the back of Su Qing's hand, patted it gently, and shouted at Yang Fangzheng, "I am indeed Lu Sanchuan, but senior, you may have to run for nothing." ”

Yang Fangzheng laughed a few times, still standing in place, not moving, "Little brother, you may not know who I am, let me introduce myself first." Those who practice martial arts are divided into two factions: the mountain and the mountain. The people under the mountain are those gangs, mixed with fish and dragons, coming and going for profit. Among them, there are strong martial arts officers, but they are blinded by the desire for profit, and they may not be able to give full play to what they have learned all their lives. The people on the mountain are different, they are for fame, so they study martial arts hard, and every punch and sword is a lifelong effort. ”

Lu Sanchuan nodded, his face expressionless, "I understand, you want to say that you are very powerful." ”

Yang Fangzheng smiled and waved his hand, "It's average, but I heard that there was a monkey on the mountain who was beaten by you and couldn't fight back." As a faction on the mountain, I felt that I had lost face, so I wanted to seek some justice. ”

Lu Sanchuan handed the Hidden Dragon Sword to Su Qing, and then took the painting sword from Su Qing's hand. Su Qing knew what he meant, and took two steps back with interest.

Seeing this, Yang Fangzheng frowned slightly, and said secretly: What, this kid is an idiot?

Lu Sanchuan shouted at him, "I understand what you said, but the seniors are really sorry, I can't obey you." ”

Yang Fangzheng smiled and said, "I understand, no one wants to die." ”

Lu Sanchuan shook his head and said seriously, "I mean, your martial arts are too low to kill me." ”

Yang Fangzheng was furious and shouted: "The stinky boy who hasn't grown up yet, how dare you look down on me?

Lu Sanchuan also stepped on the ground, but in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already made three moves.

Yang Fangzheng couldn't believe it, but there was clearly a bloody mark on his right wrist. The sword cut through the artery, and blood gushed wildly. He hurriedly wrapped his sleeve around the wound, then held his right wrist tightly with his left hand, and looked at Su Qing standing under the eaves in shame and anger.

Before he could think anything, Lu Sanchuan's cold voice had already reached his ears, "If you dare to take a step towards her, the sword in my hand will pierce your heart!"

Rao is Yang Fangzheng has been practicing martial arts for many years, and as more and more blood flows out, he is also panicked. After thinking for a while, he thought that he was not afraid of running out of firewood to stay in the green mountains, so he stepped forward and disappeared.

Although he forced away the uninvited guests, Su Qing didn't feel much relaxed. She looked at Lu Sanchuan, who was walking slowly, and took a step back for no reason.

Lu Sanchuan saw it in his eyes, but he also understood why she was like this. He didn't speed up his steps, but just followed the original pace, walked up the stone steps, came to Su Qing's side, stretched out his neck, stared at Su Qing's eyes at close range, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Just now... Am I scary?"

Su Qinggui shrunk his neck and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Lu Sanchuan suddenly laughed, licked his lips, his eyes were blurred, "I'm at night... It's even more terrifying!"

Su Qing was stunned at first, then blushed, pouted, and slapped Lu Sanchuan on the shoulder.

Lu Sanchuan laughed.