But in an instant, no one thought that this strong wind rushed to the sky from the bottom to the top, obviously this shot did not really attack Ye Qianxue, but only blew her clothes to hunt, her hair was messy, and the guard brocade hat on it no longer knew where to go. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Shaoying saw that the move was so fast and just wanted to save, but he didn't want Ye Tianshuo to be able to send and receive it freely in a millimeter, and he had already hit the strong wind into the void.

Ye Tianshuo laughed angrily, "If you really have a chance, you will threaten this king with your own life!?"

Ye Qianxue still didn't answer, Ye Tianshuo turned blue, turned to stare at Mo Shaoying, and shouted: "An Lehou! This king only has such a daughter, would you rather watch her be killed by you in the future than forcibly take her away? Have you forgotten how that girl named Murong Qing died tragically in your hands!"

Mo Shaoying's heart was suddenly shocked, but the evil qi around her body was so stirred that the qi and blood in her body were surging and she couldn't answer for a long time, but Ye Qianxue had already helped: "No! As long as Shaoying doesn't use force with others in the future, it will be fine." Father, let us go. ”

Seeing his daughter begging bitterly, Ye Tianshuo was stubborn and said in a deep voice: "Hmph, let you go?" I'm afraid that I have the heart to let you go, but at this time, he may not dare to take you away again!

As soon as these words passed, everyone's eyes had already turned to Mo Shaoying, and Ye Qianxue's eyes had all kinds of tenderness and hope.

Mo Shaoying could naturally understand this state of mind, but after all, he still subconsciously avoided his gaze and smiled gloomily: "Heh! Yes, everything now is from my own hard work, and I want to give up martial arts and not do anything with others, and eat all day long and wait for death? Even if he dies, this marquis is also living a beautiful life before he dies, how can he give up everything for you stupid woman!"

Ye Qianxue smiled, and said nonchalantly as she approached: "I know that you just want to anger me when you say this, is it difficult to control the evil qi in your body?" Since there is no other way, it is better to let me try to lose some true qi into your body, there is still my father here, even if it is dangerous in the end, he will not die without help......

"Get out of here!

With Mo Shaoying's roar, his right hand flicked on the spot, originally intending to shake off Ye Qianxue's outstretched left hand, but unexpectedly, with this random wave, a vicious wind swept in front of Ye Qianxue's face, leaving a subtle blood-red mouth on his pink neck in an instant!

Mo Shaoying was stunned, remembering the tragic death of Qingqing in the rainy day, and then looked at Ye Qianxue, who was still persistently moving forward in front of her, the figures of the two instantly coincided in their eyes, Mo Shaoying was stunned and broke out in a fine cold sweat, and immediately shook his head in horror, roared, and flew away in an instant.

Ye Qianxue didn't expect him to say that he would leave, and in a hurry, he wanted to chase after him, but he heard Ye Tianshuo come forward with a bone gun, and said sharply: "Don't you know his mind now! Even if you chase him, he will definitely ignore you anymore, and you are so desperate for everything, don't you have a little shame in your daughter's family? What's more, even if you hate your father to death now, do you still want to abandon your seriously ill mother and go with him?"

After saying a word, it hit the atrium directly, Ye Qianxue looked at it for a moment, but after all, she didn't take a step forward, but let the tears fall from her eyes, instantly wet her cheeks, and flowed into her heart.

Zhuo Yuqing, who was also a woman on the side and had the same state of mind, suddenly put away Qiu Hong Biyue, and took Ye Qianxue into her arms to comfort her silently, she didn't want to admit it, but she knew that this pair of people were destined after all, and sighed how fate made people.

Seven days later, the wedding of Murong Tassel and Ye Qianxue was held as scheduled.

And Ye Qianxue held a red note, waited until the candle burned out, and waited until the spring supper was bright, but she didn't see Mo Shaoying's figure at all.

She knew that if he was willing to come, he would be emboldened, if he would not, if he would not ...... Thinking of this, Ye Qianxue, who had been sitting all night, was wearing a red wedding dress and was sad. She hurriedly wiped away her tears, opened the red note and read it again:

"Sycamore branches, double swallows, mandarin ducks with necks like peaches and plums, a little plum, cinnamon incense, hibiscus and apricot begonias. Love at first sight, two full moons, two loves, and a good person? As a result, the dragon and phoenix sang in unison, and the newcomers in the cave room were happy......

The reason why she looked at this red note was because the person who made the payment was Mo Shaoying, the Marquis of Jiangling!

She knew that what was written on the wedding note was not only a congratulatory message, but also a story that the two of them had in mind, and she thought that he would come to see him, and even come to rob the marriage, but only now did she understand that this time he was really determined not to come again.

Looking at the drunk and unconscious Murong Tassel beside her, Ye Qianxue sighed, and wrote a receipt on the lonely lamp, writing and putting aside the pen scroll to burn, as the red note burned into ashes, a heart gradually turned into ashes......

April flies by, and May follows.

The wedding of the prince in the capital is no less than a celebration for ordinary people, and after the celebration, they finally go everywhere and start to be busy for their livelihood.

When the first rays of sunshine in the morning spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital, the people who got up early took to the streets one after another, and the small shops on the street also opened for business, and people had a friendly smile on their faces, but there was a discordant tone on this quiet street.

"Bang!"

It was a sloppy drunkard who was thrown out of a liquor store and fell heavily into the corner of the gutter, and then I saw three or five guys rushing out of the liquor shop and beating the drunkard on the ground.

"Phew, I don't have the money to pretend to be an uncle, let you eat and drink for nothing, call me!"

The beating and the shouts of the owner of the liquor store have attracted many early spectators, who point their fingers and say, "Look at this man dressed like a dog, he can't afford to pay for the drink." ”

"Hey, the county lord's wedding has passed, why does this person still eat white food, isn't it really that the whole capital is a charity hall!"

"In my opinion, this person must have been kicked out of the house by his wife when he was drunk like this, hahaha!"

"Bump, bumper, bumper, look at you, you don't have much knowledge, don't understand, you see this person hanging a sword from his waist but dare not fight back, hehe, I see that it is obviously a poor show who has no power to pretend to be a martial artist before he dares to eat white food, how can he accidentally be seen through by the boss here, tsk, this can't eat and walk around!"

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In the face of all kinds of cynicism around him, the drunkard did not squeak, but let the guys beat him badly, and after a while, he was beaten to the point that he vomited the rest of the food in his stomach, and the visitors smelled the sour smell that overflowed, and couldn't help but cover their noses and hurriedly walked away.

The five or six thugs didn't seem to want to touch him, but the shopkeeper didn't shout to stop, he could only smell the stench in the gutter and continue to beat him, and when he thought that the culprit who made his brother suffer was the person in front of him, these hard fists were beating more and more hard, as if he wanted to vent his anger with all his might.

"Amitabha, I wonder what mistake this donor has made and is going to be beaten up in the street?"

As soon as the voice passed, everyone looked up at each other, and saw a white-eyed monk coming from far and near.

The shopkeeper seems to be a person who believes in Buddhism, seeing that this monk is solemn, he immediately let the guy stop, put his hands together and said: "I'm ashamed, the master doesn't know, this person has been eating and drinking here for half a month, the first few days of the generous shot, the store thought he could afford to give the silver, but after that, he only cared about eating and drinking on credit, and he didn't leave, no, today is the sixteenth day, how can the small shop be a small business to allow him to eat and drink so nonsense, so this, this is the decision." ”

The monk smiled, and did not verify the authenticity of the words, but took out a palm-sized silver tael from the wide soap cuffs and put it in the shopkeeper's hand, and said: "Amitabha, since this benefactor can't afford to pay for the wine, why don't you pay for it on your behalf, this ingot of silver is enough?"

"Enough! enough!

When the shopkeeper saw the money, he smiled flatteringly, and did not ask a monk why he had so much silver on his body, let alone think that he as a believer wanted the monk's silver so calmly, as if everything was according to the merchant's original intention, and he took the money and accepted the man, and let the drunken man slump in the gutter and never ask again.

The monk walked up to the drunken ghost, slowly squatted down and said, "Tan Yue still knows the old man?" Mo Shaoying lowered his head, his fingers moved slightly, but he didn't answer.

The monk smiled slightly, and said, "An Lehou, how did Baiyun Temple get such a field? This gutter is not the place where you should stay." ”

When Mo Shaoying heard this, she shook her head a little dizzy, slowly raised her head, first stunned, then smiled, and said half-crazy: "You are not dead? Hehehe, why did you come to see me again if you didn't die? Thank you, thank you, hehe, hehe......

The white-eyed monk said sincerely: "The old man is naturally here to pay the bill for the Hou Ye, not only to pay for the wine, but also to invite the Hou Ye to make a bigger deal." ”

Mo Shaoying smiled again, slowly got up, pushed away Bai Mei step by step and said, "Go away, go away, I don't want to do business, and I can't do any more business." I'm afraid the master has found the wrong person, and your wine money has been paid for nothing. Hahaha!"

The white-eyed monk smiled, raised his eyebrows, and folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, if the old man said that the fire in Baiyun Temple was set by the old man himself, the purpose is to let Hou Ye accept my book with peace of mind and not suspect that there is fraud in it, Hou Ye is credible?"

Mo Shaoying's footsteps suddenly paused, as if he was suddenly awakened by cold water, he was stunned and motionless, and then Huo Ran turned around, his face was gloomy and said, "Master might as well say what he means." ”

The white-eyed monk didn't seem to see Mo Shaoying's murderous face, but said slowly: "The nameless scroll that Lao Wei gave you is actually a half-volume manuscript of one of the seven ancient books "Demon Dao", as for the last time you killed Murong Qing, the envoy of Lian Zhen, it was caused by not being able to control the evil qi in the book, if you can obtain the entire demon dao, you can effectively control the evil qi and take it for your own use." What's the matter, now, is Master Hou interested?"

Mo Shaoying's face turned pale and smiled miserably, and then he grabbed the placket of his white eyebrows, and said in a voice like a ghost: "You are not afraid that the master will kill you immediately——!"

Bai Mei and Yan Yue said: "Hou Ye will definitely not do this, because the monk knows where the second half of the "Demon Dao" is, I don't know if Hou Ye is interested? ”

"Where's the second half?"

"In the demon world, Master Hou will never go. White eyebrows smiled.

Mo Shaoying's eyes flashed fiercely and said, "Then who is the master of your family!"

Bai Mei smiled pleasantly: "My master is the King of Ding'an, and I am one of the three envoys of the Seven Killings, the Master of Bai Mei." ”

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