Chapter Forty-Eight: The Contest

When she opened her eyes, it was the next morning, and although she was covered by a red hijab, she could still feel the sun shining in her face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Xue Liangyu hurriedly sat up straight, and looked down to see that he was neatly dressed, and even his shoes were on his feet.

"It seems that the bandit didn't do anything to me while I was asleep. As he spoke, Xue Liangyu laughed happily.

"I don't know what happened to Meng'er and Zhinan. He was naturally happy that he was not taken advantage of by the bandits, but when he thought that Yun Qiumeng and Ruan Zhinan were still in the hands of those bandits, Xue Liangyu became anxious again.

Thinking about it, she raised her right hand to lift the red hijab from her head.

It was only when Xue Liangyu touched the corner of the red hijab, and her hand was held in the palm of her hand by a strong and powerful hand: "How can a bride lift the hijab herself." Immediately, the man used his other hand to remove the red hijab from Xue Liangyu's head.

At this time, a nose like a hanging gall, and a starry face appeared in front of Xue Liangyu's eyes.

Xue Liangyu was slightly stunned, and quietly looked at the man in front of her who took off her red hijab and held her right hand with a pair of eyes full of autumn water.

The man also stared at Xue Liangyu, and for a while, he turned the gentle and atmospheric Xue Liangyu's face crimson.

Xue Liangyu came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly retracted his hand, and then Xue Liangyu asked cautiously, "You, who are you?

After hearing Xue Liangyu's words, the man laughed twice: "How did I get in? I never went out at all." Besides, this hall has also been worshipped, and the cave house has also entered, but you don't even know your husband, wouldn't it be a joke for others to say it? ā€

Only then did Xue Liangyu realize that the man in front of him was dressed in a bright red wedding dress like himself, and he must be the owner of the Chasing Wind Village.

"Y-Are you the one who holds you?"

He nodded with a smile.

At this time, Xue Liangyu had the courage to look at He Zhi again, and saw that he was not only good-looking, but also had a dignified body and a tiger's back, and he looked like he had the majesty of being invincible.

Xue Liangyu was very curious, it stands to reason that this Wind Chasing Village is originally a person who has fallen into the grass, how can it look like either an elegant person like Zhai Yixin, or a burly person like He Zhi. And both of them are handsome people, no matter how you think about it, they have nothing to do with the word "bandit".

He Zhi gently threw the red hijab in his hand on the bed: "Change your clothes and freshen up, I'll take you to breakfast." ā€

Xue Liangyu nodded subconsciously, and He Zhi withdrew with a smile.

It was really unfortunate that he had just gone out of the door when he met Yun Qiumeng angrily rushing over with a sword.

He Zhi mistakenly thought that she was a person sent by Fang Pu, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her at the door: "Go back and tell Fang Pu that since this Chasing Wind Village is my He Zhi family, it will not be her turn to do anything wrong!"

Yun Qiumeng and He Zhi glared angrily: "Fang Hepu! It turns out that you are He Zhi! Look at your dignified appearance and talent, you are really not good-looking! Stinky rascal! What did you do to my sister Liangyu!"

"Hooligans!?Who do you say is a stinky hooligan?" Yun Qiumeng asked, which caused He Zhi to laugh out loud: "Little sister, you have wronged me if you say this." ā€

"I didn't!" As he spoke, Yun Qiumeng's sword was only two fingers away from He Zhi's throat: "Hurry up and release people, otherwise a sword will kill you!"

He Zhi wanted to explain, but Shanshan ran over with a handful of snot and tears: "Miss, he kicked me out when he entered the room yesterday...... I don't know, I don't know what he did to Miss Xue. ā€

Shanshan's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, Yun Qiumeng turned his wrist and the tip of the sword took another step closer to He Zhi.

He Zhi saw that the situation was not good, and shouted that it was not good to dodge neatly. "Little sister, even if I really treat your sister Liangyu, you won't kill me!"

Yun Qiumeng sneered: "It's superfluous for people like you to live! Today, this girl should be regarded as eliminating harm for the people." ā€

Just when Yun Qiumeng raised her sword to compete with He Zhi, a loud and heroic female voice sounded behind her: "Where did you come from, the wild girl, her tone is really not small." With the old lady here, whoever dares to touch a hair surnamed He, I will kill his whole family!"

Yun Qiumeng turned to see a woman standing opposite her with a bowl of wine.

The woman was dressed in a short dress, her hair was simply tied behind her head with a wooden hairpin, and her bloodshot eyes flashed with a fierce light.

This woman is none other than Fang Pu.

Fang Pu drank all the wine in the bowl in one go, threw the wine bowl to the ground with a "pop", and broke it in half.

At this time, Zhai Yixin was walking towards this side with a spring breeze on his face, and when he saw Fang Pu, he was so frightened that he stopped: "...... Fang, Sister Fang...... What is the wind that is blowing you here?"

Fang Pu turned his head and saw Zhai Yixin glaring at him fiercely, and then walked towards Yun Qiumeng step by step, pointed at her and asked, "Little girl, who are you? Who asked you to come here!"

Yun Qiumeng grabbed Fang Pu's fingers: "This aunt, I think you have misunderstood." First, I was coerced into coming here. As she spoke, she let go of Fang Pu's finger and looked at Zhai Yixin and then at He Zhi: "Second, this is a matter between me and the two of them, and it is not the turn of others to interfere." ā€

Hearing this, Fang Pu immediately became angry: "Your grandmother is a grandson, who do you call aunt! The old lady is fighting with you!" As he spoke, Fang Pu had already removed the mandarin duck knife on his waist and stabbed at Yunqiu Meng.

Before her knife could touch Yun Qiumeng, she was grabbed by the wrist of He Zhi, who suddenly came: "Have you made enough trouble! If you kill her, I will never forgive you in my life!"

"He, are you still talking about human words? I have spent ten years of my youth for you, and I am not even as good as this wild girl. After that, Fang Pu was so angry that he raised his knife and slashed at the top of He Zhi's head.

With a "clang", Yun Qiumeng caught Fang Pu's mandarin duck knife with a sword and smiled: "I understand Auntie's kindness." But I hate it when people are nosy, and it's not your turn to kill him. ā€

Fang Pu spat fiercely: "Then I'll kill you little demon girl first, and then kill that bastard!"

Once the two women start to move, no one will give up if they don't distinguish between victory and defeat.

The sound of swords colliding was endless, and He Zhi tried to dissuade him several times but couldn't do it.

It was this Shanshan who looked at the lively mentality, because she knew that her young lady would not lose to the woman in front of her.

Looking at the worry on He Zhi's face, Zhai Yixin couldn't help but be worried, but it wasn't people who were worried, "You two fight and fight, don't hit the herbs I am drying in the yard, they are all valuable." ā€

Where can the woman in the fight take care of this, let alone the herbs he dried, even the tables, chairs and benches are not known to be chopped and cracked.

He Zhi walked up to Zhai Yixin and said anxiously: "What time is it, you are still concerned about your broken herbs, but you are trying to persuade Fang Pu." She's so tough, what if she hurts this little sister?"

Zhai Yixin patted He Zhi's shoulder and comforted: "Brother, don't worry." I sent someone to follow Sister Fang early in the morning, and I calculated that she would definitely come to us today to find trouble, so I specially gave this little girl an antidote. I just want her to deal with Sister Fang and kill her sharpness. Come to think of it, isn't the reason why Sister Fang has been able to ruin so many of your marriages in the past ten years is because those girls can't bully Sister Fang?"

He Zhi asked suspiciously: "I see that this little sister is only seventeen or eighteen years old, are you sure she can beat Fang Pu?"

"I really ......" Zhai Yixin's word "Ding" had not yet been spoken, Yun Qiumeng had already snatched the mandarin duck knife in Xia Pu's hand and kicked her in the stomach again.

Fang Pu fell to the ground in pain for a moment.

Yun Qiumeng threw one of the mandarin duck knives in his hand straight at He Zhi, and Fang Pu almost begged to shout the word "don't" from his mouth. Fortunately, Zhai Yixin was quick and dragged He Zhi aside in time.

"It seems that Auntie cares about you!" Yun Qiumeng blew the dust on the sword and said lightly: "Auntie will not be in the way for the time being, now it's our turn." Are you going to come with that sissy or are you going to go one-on-one with me - alone?"

Hearing this, Zhai Yixin immediately became anxious: "Sissy, who do you say is a sissy? Don't forget that your lover is still in my hands!"

Yun Qiumeng smiled contemptuously, and the other one of the Mandarin Duck Knife had already flown over Zhai Yixin's head.

Zhai Yi looked at Yun Qiumeng in shock, and strands of hair kept falling to the ground. He never expected Yun Qiumeng to make a move so quickly. I saw him retreat behind He Zhi, stroking his chest, panting constantly.

He Zhi couldn't help clapping his hands: "Good kung fu! I didn't expect my little sister to be so powerful in martial arts at such a young age." ā€

Yun Qiumeng raised his sword and said solemnly, "If I win, you will let us go." ā€

He Zhi asked rhetorically, "Then...... What if you lose?"

Yun Qiumeng said confidently: "I won't lose." ā€

At this moment, two small minions walked towards this side with great difficulty, carrying a spear. Zhai Yixin stepped forward and stroked the gun and smiled proudly at Yun Qiumeng: "Little sister, I admit that I can't beat you for the time being, but you dare to argue with my brother, you really don't know whether you live or die." ā€

As he spoke, Zhai Yixin tried to raise the gun with his bare hands, obviously the gun was very heavy, and his strength was not enough. Zhai Yixin had no choice but to give up, he smiled awkwardly and stepped aside.

Yun Qiumeng pinned the sword to her waist and walked in front of the gun, but before she could make a move, she was preempted by He Zhi.

He Zhi easily held the spear in his hand with only one hand: "The barrels of my two hook sickles are made of special materials, and they weigh a total of two hundred and twenty catties. Little sister, you can't move!"

Yun Qiumeng only thought that He Zhi was scaring her, and didn't listen to his words at all.

"Do you think I'll be scared if you say that?" As he spoke, Yun Qiumeng's sword had already stabbed at He Zhi.

Zhai Yixin on the side smiled brightly, Fang Pu patted the dust on his body, picked up the mandarin duck knife on the ground, and shouted at He Zhi: "Bastard, as long as you win the battle, she will forgive you for the old lady!"

He Zhi was reluctant to make a move, he was afraid that he would injure Yun Qiumeng by mistake, but Yun Qiumeng couldn't bear it anymore and made moves to He Zhi again and again.

In the confrontation between the two, He Zhi was only on the defensive end. This not only made Yun Qiumeng angry, but also made Zhai Yixin and Fang Pu on the side worried.