After saying that, Bai Yi let go of his hands, gently breathed out half a breath, and smiled indifferently.

The spectators in the courtyard, who had been stunned for more than half a moment, came back to their senses one after another, and little by little figured out what a strange scene they had observed from the five-zhang diameter red ring in less than half a cup of tea.

Then, the visitors who came back to their senses invariably looked at the white shirt that stood in a dignified manner, silently recalling the self-report he had just made.

Pingshui Wang Manxiu ......

I always feel ...... Where have we heard of this name......

But where is it...... Where did it come from......

Among the crowd of people who locked their eyebrows and pondered, a rucksack merchant wearing a hat and knowing that he had traveled a lot of dust at a glance raised his head and looked carefully at the white shirt in the ring with everyone. While looking at the appearance of the white shirt, he whispered his name over and over again, "Wang Manxiu...... Pingshui ...... and in a white shirt...... White shirts, white clothes...... That's Pingshui Baiyi...... Huh!"

The merchant suddenly let out an exclamation, which soon attracted the crowd of onlookers.

Looking at the bewildered crowd, the merchant looked surprised, opened his voice and said, "He, he, he! Isn't he the Pingshui white clothes of Meng Yuecheng!"

As soon as everyone was stunned, they saw that some rangers in the bustling crowd immediately reacted, clapped their fists, and shouted, 'It turned out to be him!'; but the rest, who had come to have a lively melon-eating scene, looked at each other, left and right, and didn't know where this 'Pingshui White Clothes' came from.

Seeing this, the backpack merchant rolled his eyes, and hurriedly added to everyone, "Hey! That's it! That military martial arts master invited by Meng Yueyin's family! That white-clothed evil servant who defeated the number one in our Western Regions in the body competition a few days ago!"

As soon as the words 'white-clothed evil servant' came out, most of the melon-eating spectators who were still in the dark and confused before also chanted and coaxed, 'Oh! I've heard of it, I've heard of it!''' We remembered! The evil servant in white is the guy who said that he would kill all the Qimen in the Western Regions!''Yes, yes, yes!' The old man heard that the young master of the Yin family led him and beat the Qimen disciples of the entire Meng Yue family in the morning!'''Heh! What a big courage!'

Suddenly, there was a lot of noise.

Strange to say, I don't know if it is deliberately avoided or for some other reason, although the hundreds of strange people in the courtyard have more or less heard of the famous name of the 'evil servant in white' in recent days...... However, few people have truly stated the real purpose of Wang Manxiu's trip to the Western Regions - that is, to rescue the 'Spirit Eye'. Although after the competition with Sima Xiande that day, Wang Manxiu should have shouted out loudly.

But in the end, at this moment, in this Zhenhuang City and in the courtyard of the Qin family, what people are talking about is just the 'white-clothed evil servant from the military and military countries'.

The white shirt on the stage sighed lightly, smiled bitterly twice, and said to himself in his heart This is really a rumor, and he broke his leg to refute rumors.

He looked around at the Bailai people who were already becoming lively, and quietly turned sideways, smiling kindly at the red-makeup girl who everyone hadn't noticed yet, as if he was thanking her for her reminder.

Qin Yugu blinked slightly, and his red lips opened slightly, as if he was still in amazement.

It was at this time that the men and women in the courtyard looked sideways along the line of sight of the white shirts and saw the beauty of the Qin family who had no red veil to cover their faces.

In a few moments, none of these men and women were short of breath, blushing and looking sideways, wanting to pretend to be calm, and they couldn't help but want to look at it for a few more moments.

"Ahem, Miss Qin, this is ......" "Oops, rudeness, rudeness, disrespect, disrespect, disrespect, ......"

There are some gentlemen who are good at martial arts, take a long breath, either look away or close their eyes to concentrate, and then take advantage of the fact that no one is paying attention to themselves, and secretly glance at her flowers a few more.

Seeing this, the white shirt smiled lightly, and didn't make any comments, just turned around to look at the purple robe who was slowly standing up, and said softly, "Can you still walk?

Sima Xiande, who barely stood up, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, which were still a few points tingling, and bowed his head, and was about to turn around and walk down with Wang Manxiu.

"Wait. ”

Suddenly, a cold male voice came from behind him.

The purple robe was stunned for a moment, and turned to look five feet away in surprise, while the white shirt only raised the corners of his lips slightly, then naturally turned around, and looked at the pitch-black robe that had slowly climbed up with him.

I saw Wang Manxiu breathe lightly, and bowed to him, "It's Xiaosheng who just made an abrupt move, and I still look at Ruan Zhengongzi, and the adults don't care about the villains." ”

Qi Yi frowned slightly, took half a step forward with his left foot, raised the blade of the black knife up by half an inch, and said word by word in a suppressed voice, "You, why do you want to harm my good deeds?"

Bai Yi blinked, tilted his head and said in confusion, "What is a good thing? Childe means ......"

Qi Yi snorted coldly, and interrupted contemptuously, "Killing Sima Xiande." ”

The words stunned the audience.

The purple robe on the stage was also puzzled, and immediately asked, "Dare to ask, but you have made a feud with Gongzi?" Is it also my Sima family, has Gongzi been resentful, or is there anyone who wants to buy the murder against me?"

Ruan Zhen shook his head slightly, and replied coldly, "There is no resentment or hatred, and your head is not valuable." ”

When the purple robe heard this, he was immediately shocked and angry, and he couldn't wait to clench his fists and reprimand, "Then, why did that son kill me?!"

But seeing that in front of everyone's eyes, Ruan Zhen actually sneered, his face did not change, his heart did not beat, and he directly choked unceremoniously: "Ridiculous! I want to kill you, what do you have to do with you?

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hospital.

The faces of all the spectators changed suddenly, revealing a look of disbelief and anger - even if the people in the Qimen have never regarded the lives of living beings and human beings as important as the world, if they really want to do this murderous thing, they naturally can't learn from the nameless and casual - at least, they have to explain the price in advance.

But on this stage, the lacquered clothes opened his mouth to say, 'What do I want to kill you!', as if he was a cold-blooded and ruthless appearance that did whatever he wanted, which really made the listeners unhappy and indignant. Whether it is from the moral bottom line of being a human being, or from the business of Qimen Jianghu, we must not ignore this kind of behavior that no one in our eyes - today, I will beat you kid into a half-body, so that you have enough time to taste the truth of heaven and earth!

Seeing that the crowd was excited, these martial arts practitioners with big shoulders and round waists were all hot-blooded, and some people were already about to climb onto the stage in a noisy and smash their fists towards the lacquered clothes.

But suddenly a fresh breeze blew out of thin air, blowing everyone in front of them, and blowing their heads on fire to sober up.

Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads in unison and looked at the white robe standing in the middle of the breeze.

I saw the white shirt smile indifferently and opened his lips clearly.

"That's not good. ”

Wang Manxiu said.

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