Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Passing of Incense
Su Wanling said depressedly: "It seems that I shouldn't care about this matter." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Little Golden Snake will give it to you!" He bowed his head and said to Little Golden Snake: "Little Snake, how about you follow this brother in the future? He will treat you well, okay?" Without waiting for Little Golden Snake to respond, he took it off his wrist and handed it to Zheng Lang.
Zheng Lang also wrapped it around his wrist, and saw that the little golden snake didn't resist much, but just stuck out his tongue, nodded with satisfaction, and arched his hand: "Miss Su, thank you! We will meet later!" Xiang Chang Diao said: "Mr. Chang, let's go!" said that he was about to leave, but was hugged by the beautiful woman: "Lang Jun, don't go, don't go..."
Zheng Lang couldn't break free, and smiled bitterly at Chang Diao: "Mr. Chang, please save me." ”
Chang Diao snorted coldly, turned around, and said, "What kind of person is Chang Mou? How can he listen to the words of your ignorant fool and attack a woman who doesn't know martial arts? Thief boy, you have been on the mountain for a long time and will eventually meet a tiger, take her back, and it is best to kill the dead old man of your family!" He made a bet with Zheng Lang's father, and was very dissatisfied with Zheng Lang's father's clever victory, so he spoke ill of him at every opportunity.
Zheng Lang thought to himself: My father is very arrogant to himself in other things, but he is very strict in the affairs of men and women, except for the ladies who are married to the Ming media, he is not allowed to see that he is having an affair with another woman, otherwise the woman will die, and he will have to be severely punished. When I thought of the last time I was beaten by my father because of hooking up with a young woman, I was in severe pain for a month, and I was terrified.
Seeing the beautiful woman coquettish and stupid on herself, she was suddenly extremely bored, and her true qi shook her away, and said coldly: "You are so self-conscious!" Chang Diao also followed him.
The beautiful woman was shocked to the ground by Zheng Lang, and she didn't get up, just lowered her head and cried, letting the tears fall. Su Wanling looked at the beautiful woman's heartbroken face, sighed, and took pity on this beautiful woman.
There was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the distance, and Su Wanling turned her head to see that a group of people were rushing here. The first person was short and fat, with a brocade hat and gorgeous clothes, and the fat on his face kept shaking when he ran, and the whole person was like a ball of meat rolling upside down. Behind him are more than a dozen martial artists, with knotted muscles and a mighty expression, they should have practiced martial arts, but they didn't dare to surpass their masters, so they had to move forward in broken steps.
Humpty Dumpty saw the beautiful woman sitting on the ground crying, so he hurriedly ran over, squatted down, and asked softly, "Madam, where have you been these days? Why don't you tell me when you go out?"
This person is Huang Boqi, a wealthy businessman in Feifeng City, Jinju, the husband of a beautiful woman. After the beautiful woman ran away from home, Huang Boqi was anxious and sent his family to investigate. After all, the Huang family is also well-known in nearby cities, and the beautiful woman is charming and moving, and many people recognize her. As soon as he got the news, Huang Boqi took the martial artist at home to inquire all the way and chase all the way.
The beautiful woman ignored him and wept. Huang Boqi asked a few more times, but didn't get an answer, turned his face to see Su Wanling standing aside, and said suspiciously: "Could it be that this little girl bullied you?" Seeing that the beautiful woman was crying even more, she got up and shouted: "You little who doesn't know life and death, you dare to bully Master Huang's wife, I have to teach you a good lesson today! Come on, do it!" The Huang family has a lot of power in Feifeng City, and the Huang family and the Li family in Jinzhou have formed a family, Huang Boqi is even more arrogant, and he can't wait to walk sideways in Jinzhou, so he doesn't ask the reason, so he instructed the martial artist to beat people.
Su Wanling sneered: "Dead fat pig, just with these few goods under you, do you still want to move this girl?" twisted his face to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the stream, and did not take everyone in his eyes. Several martial artists saw that she was lively and cute, and they only wanted to deal with a few things, but when they heard that Su Wanling looked down on her own people, they were furious, and a martial artist stepped forward and punched Su Wanling.
Su Wan's spirit was fast, and after dodging a few times, she rose into the air and kicked the door in front of him with her right foot. The martial artist just shook it slightly, and his big fan-like hand grabbed Su Wanling's ankle. It turned out that most of these martial artists practiced strong outer martial arts, and their muscles and bones were very strong, Su Wanling's true qi cultivation had not yet reached the Xuan position, so he couldn't hurt him, and he was in mid-air, and his left foot kicked the martial artist's right shoulder, and he took advantage of the momentum to bounce back two feet.
The two fought for a few more rounds, and Su Wanling successively attacked the key points around him, which hurt the martial artist a lot, and finally hit the martial artist's middle acupoint, and the martial artist fell to the ground. Then three more people stepped forward to challenge, and they were knocked down by Su Wanling one by one.
This group of martial artists was arrogant, and at the beginning, they thought that it was unreasonable for many masters on their side to besiege a little girl, but now seeing that Su Wanling was already so powerful without using martial arts, one of them shouted: "Go on!" The remaining eight people rushed up.
Su Wanling relied on her fast and agile body to wear between the eight people, with a pink shirt and a green skirt, dancing like a butterfly. Everyone was dazzled, punching and kicking, each attacking each other with fierce martial arts, but they couldn't hurt Su Wanling at all. It's just that these eight people besieged together and covered each other, and Su Wanling couldn't win against them for a while.
Huang Boqi watched the battle from the sidelines, and when he saw eight people surrounding Su Wanling, he waved his fist and shouted: "Go on, fight, kill this little!" Su Wanling listened to him babble and humiliate herself, stepped on the shoulder of a martial artist, soared, and shouted: "Dead pig, let you know that you know that you know how powerful!"
Huang Boqi is obese, and his speed is very poor compared with ordinary people, how can he avoid opening this silver needle? He was scolding, suddenly his tongue hurt, and he was penetrated by the silver needle, and after a few "woo-la-la" strokes, there was no movement.
The eight martial artists saw that their master was injured and they couldn't protect themselves, it was the same humiliation, and the attack was even more fierce, Su Wanling was about to use the "Ten Thousand Yarrow Spirit Technique" to send the eight people, but she heard the beautiful woman shouting: "Stop!" The eight martial artists each stepped back, Su Wanling condensed her true qi, and petals appeared between her fingers.
Huang Boqi put his hand into his mouth to pull out the silver needle, but the silver needle did not enter the root, so he had to roll up his tongue, grasp the needle from under the tongue, and with a force, "Oops~" A miserable scream, the silver needle was pulled out, and the slimy saliva and blood droplets mixed together and flowed down the corners of the mouth.
Seeing Mrs. stand up, Huang Boqi stretched out his sleeves to wipe the mucus from the corners of his mouth, and said, "Madam, aren't you angry? Let's go home!"
Huang Boqi was anxious and frightened, and asked, "Madam, what's wrong with you? Are you still angry? Or do you blame me for not coming earlier?" stepped forward to hug the beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman pushed him away, took a step back, there was a cliff behind her, gritted her teeth for a long time, and said hatefully: "Back then, my Li family and your Huang family were in business alliance, and the two families made great profits, and my father married me to you in order to consolidate the relationship between the two sides, regardless of the opposition that I want to die or live, my body was occupied by you, but my heart was disgusted with you to death!"
Su Wanling listened to her say these past events, and said in her heart: "Such a delicate lady is forced to marry this ugly monster like a fat pig, of course she will not be happy." Alas, born in the richest family, but can't control your own fate, what is the taste?" Huang Boqi was counted down by her in front of Su Wanling and all the martial artists, his face couldn't help but tremble, his expression was complicated, I don't know whether to be ashamed, angry, or disappointed?
The beautiful woman continued: "Now I have figured it out, rather than facing you stupid thing every day, depressed and depressed, it is better to die!"
"Madam!" Huang Boqi was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the beautiful woman to check, only to see that there was a small hole in the corner of her forehead, and the blood flowed down her face, and there was an extra stream of blood on her originally charming and gorgeous jade face, which was not terrible, but it was poignant and heartbreaking.
Huang Boqi and her jade face leaned on each other, crying bitterly, and gradually felt that the soft and fragrant body in his arms was cold and stiff, but he couldn't do anything, and his heart ached. Su Wanling and the other martial artists were shocked, but they also regretted that Xiang Xiaoyu died.
Su Wanling didn't want to look at this sad matter of life and death anymore, and she was not in the mood to see the beautiful scenery in the stream anymore, so she left here. The strange changes were rampant, and the eight martial artists were in a state of agitation, allowing her to get out of the encircled circle.
Out of the Xiangfei Stream, according to the original way back, on the path did not go far, saw a pile of big stones on the side of the road, Su Wanling was curious: "When I came, there was no such pile of stones here!" Then he stepped forward to move the top of the stones, looked into the stone pile, and exclaimed: It was the little golden snake, lying on the stone with his eyes closed, not much angry, not as lively and active as when he was born.
Su Wanling hurriedly picked up the little golden snake in the palm of her hand and asked, "Who trapped you here?"
Su Wanling felt strange in her heart: Zheng Lang took great pains to take the little golden snake from his hand just now, and he cherished the little golden snake very much, so naturally he would not leave it here, could it be that Zheng Lang was attacked by the enemy? The person who can defeat the Shura Ghost Changdiao is naturally the world's first-class martial arts master, killing the little golden snake or adopting it is a trivial matter, why bother with these hands and feet? After thinking for a while, there was no conclusion, so I had to take the little golden snake to the rivers and lakes, looking forward to meeting Zheng Lang in the future, asking about the situation, and then returning the little golden snake to him.
When Su Wanling returned to the village shop where she was staying, it was already noon, so she asked for three side dishes and a bowl of rice. Suddenly it occurred to me that the little golden snake had not yet had teeth, so I asked for a bowl of milk. Many people in the countryside raise cattle, sheep and livestock, and a bowl of milk is naturally easy to find.
Su Wanling rolled up her sleeves, stretched her wrist to the mouth of the bowl, lightly tapped the little golden snake, and asked softly, "Do you want to drink milk?" The little golden snake looked up at the milk ** body in the bowl, and lowered his head again, listless.