"Forgive me!"

Yin Shao in the brocade robe snorted lightly, and the red tassel spear in his hand was like a dragon, suddenly stabbing at the silver iron chain, bursting with a deafening sound of gold and iron.

The girl in the white dress raised her eyebrows in surprise, her jet-black, gem-like eyes looked at him, her petite red lips trembled slightly, and she murmured softly: "Why, why do you have to be so ......"

Yin Shao waved his hand and shook the spear in his hand, turned his face sideways, raised his lips and smiled lightly: "Why? Since Young Master Ben promised Man Xiu to bring you back, he naturally wanted to bring it back." How can you lose your square inch because of a few words of self-pity?"

The beautiful girl blinked her eyes, and although the expression on her face was not as ashamed and guilty as before, it was still full of hesitation. She lowered her eyebrows and looked at the jade jade pendant on Yin Shao's waist, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Kebai, he ...... now"

"Wang Manxiu is halfway up the mountain. Yin Shao glanced at the iron chain hanging in mid-air, shook the spear in his hand, and said with a smile: "Unlike you, girl, you are full of cultivation, but you have always been very clear about who should be counted on the killing of Rong Duwei." ”

The girl in the white dress trembled, and immediately raised her eyes and said, "Go halfway up the mountain?" Mr. Bai and Mr. Bai, are you going to find Fuliu?"

"Fuliu?huh...... By the way, it's the name of the head of the family. Well, yes, too. Yin Shao blinked, raised his spear at the thick chain of the bowl, squinted his eyes and said, "At about this moment, he is already fighting with that Fuliu." ”

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard the rattling of iron chains in front of me.

Looking at it closely, it was caused by the girl losing her square inch, and she couldn't help clenching her fists and trying to get up. And after the girl realized that it was difficult to break free from this chain, she immediately said to Yin Shao with an anxious face: "No, no...... Mr. Bai can't win Fuliu! You have to go quickly, hurry up and help Mr. Bai! If you don't go, if you don't go, you don't ...... again."

The girl's sudden panicked look suddenly made Yin Shao and Shangshan a little overwhelmed - this girl, why was she still depressed at the last moment, and she was so worried about others at this moment?

The two of them only looked at each other for a few moments before coughing lightly and calmly said, "Miss Zhongli, I think you are a little worried." ”

"Huh?"

The girl looked puzzled.

I saw that the brocade-robed boy took a light breath, and the spear in his hand stabbed violently on the iron chain again, exploding with another loud bang.

As soon as the sound stopped, he raised his gun and stood up, his face was a little proud, and he said proudly: "Miss Zhongli, Wang Manxiu, that is, the current Qimen realm of Mr. Bai in your mouth, is different from what you saw that night in Pingshui County. It's not that Young Master Ben is talking, Wang Manxiu at this time, even if he is an enemy of a thousand people, it is worthy of the name!"

The girl was slightly stunned.

The beautiful girl on the side squinted her eyes and glanced at the young master in the brocade robe in front of her, with a rather subtle expression on her face—she probably didn't quite understand when her young master had such a good relationship with that Wang Manxiu. Even if Wang Manxiu's realm is high, he is also related to the young master. The young master touted that Wang Manxiu so much, could it be that he really regarded him as his 'best friend'?

Yin Shao took a light breath, glanced at the iron chain, looked sideways at the girl, and smiled: "So, Miss Zhongli, you don't have to worry about Man Xiu him." However, if you still feel a little unhappy with him, and want to make him happy, it is very simple—just go down the mountain with us back to Meng Yue at this time, and have a good talk with him. ”

The girl pursed her lips slightly, as if she didn't know how to respond to Yin Shao's words. However, his hands were strangled by iron chains, but they were still clenched into pink fists as before, as if they were hesitant.

Seeing this scene, Shangshan, who was dressed in green clothes, rolled his eyes angrily, took a half-step forward with a crossbow, bent down in front of at least the woman's face, and sneered at her: "Hey, you guy, why are you so brainless?" I said, if you really can't figure it out, you can treat it as the young master and me and this family, and you are also hungry for your eyes, and today I just want to rob you and go back, and throw you into the cauldron to refine, isn't it?"

"Good good! Hugh is nonsense. ”

Yin Shao immediately pinched the collar of Tsing Yi and moved it back, for fear that her aggressive momentum would make the beautiful girl depressed again.

Unexpectedly, I don't know if it was because of Shangshan's words, the girl in the white dress finally raised her head, and there was no longer a hesitation in her clear eyes, only the innocence and reserve of the ignorant years, and a ruthless resoluteness: "Hmm." ”

Her voice was very soft, as thin as a mosquito fly, but it was still clearly audible in the silent Jade Emperor Palace.

"Thank you. ”

In front of the white skirt, the brocade robe and green clothes glanced at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

What Miss Zhongli said, Yin Shao remembered. ”

The brocade robe raised its sleeves and quietly wiped off the sweat beads on his sideburns, and suddenly raised the red tassel ash gun in his hand, the snow-white spear pointed directly at the volley chain, took a long breath, the strange light in his pupils flashed, and shouted loudly: "Yin Shao, save the girl from the mountain!"

After that, the spear came out, and a sound of gold and iron was heard.

This crisp and loud sound reverberated several times in this Jade Emperor Palace, lingering for a long time.

After less than half a cup of tea, the Jade Emperor Hall of Nuoda finally returned to peace.

Then, the brocade-robed boy looked at the iron chain that was still hanging in the air and fell into deep contemplation.

"Poof-"

Shangshan, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but cover his lips and chuckled.

Looking up, the young master's ears in front of him were a little red.

Since he entered the temple, he has stabbed the chain three times in a very majestic manner...... But the iron chain, just a few swaying in the air, is still as new as ever, not a single speck of dust.

Too...... It's a shame.

Yin Shao stood up his spear, clenched his fists and coughed lightly, and whispered: "Ahem! It seems that this iron chain is made of true dragon black iron, and it is not an ordinary means——"

Before the words fell, the door of the hall was suddenly slammed open.

The three of them immediately raised their eyes, and saw a seven-foot burly man with bruised tendons and blood-stained fists standing there, and looked up: "Hey, Yin Shao! Shangshan! You find that girl......

The big man's gaze fell on the girl in the white dress.

"Hey, didn't you find it! What are you still doing here, why haven't you come out yet!"

Yin Shao was stunned, and immediately said to the big man: "Ah, uncle, I am ......"

Without waiting for Yin Shao to finish explaining, the big man swept in front of the woman in three steps and two steps, punched an iron chain, and smashed the confinement on her hand to the point that the shadow was gone.

Yin Shao's half sentence that had reached his mouth, "I'm trying to figure out a way!", now I have to swallow it back into my stomach.

He coughed lightly, shrugging his shoulders and smiling.

No way, who made me, my uncle, an enemy of a hundred people?

Shangshan grinned at him and grimaced.

And the seven-foot man, that is, Yin Zheng, obviously didn't notice his nephew's helpless look. After breaking the chain casually, he immediately bent down and stretched out his hand to the girl in the white dress, full of anger, and said in a loud voice: "Girl, you are not injured, are you?" Well, there are some blood marks on your wrists, and your body looks a little weak. If you're okay, we'll have to go down now. There are too many chasing soldiers outside, and it is not advisable to stay for a long time. Can you go? If you can't, I'll carry you on my shoulder. ”

Yin Zheng's words made Yin Shao, who had just swallowed half a sentence into his stomach, almost squirt out again.

Let's not mention his uncle's self-questioning and self-answering like a cannonball, just talk about his last sentence 'I'll carry you away', Yin Shao is already convinced that over the years, his uncle is still the martial idiot uncle who only knows how to practice.

He hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the girl, expecting that there would be a look of displeasure or dissatisfaction on her beautiful face. But she never thought that the girl just looked at the red and black blood stains on Yin Zheng's hand, and her expression was a little scared in her unconcealed look.

She probably wasn't, or had never been raised by her family as a stranger. ’

Yin Shao, who thought like this, breathed a sigh of relief, patted his uncle's shoulder, and shook his head at the latter, who looked dazed. Then, stepping forward, he bent down politely, stretched out his hand to the delicate girl, and smiled like a humble gentleman: "Miss Zhongli, if you don't mind, this son is willing to commit a little politeness, hug you-"

A vicious cold came from behind.

Yin Shao shuddered, and quickly changed his words: "Back, carry you down the mountain......

This is not much different from what his uncle said.

He turned his face sideways in embarrassment and looked at the green clothes behind him. The latter glared at him angrily, stepped forward, squatted down, held the crossbow machine in his arms with one hand, stretched out to the white skirt with the other, and said lightly: "Hey, I'll help you down the mountain." ”

The girl blinked, gave a soft 'um-', and grabbed her left arm.

Shangshan pulled his hand up, followed Uncle Yin Zheng, and walked out of the hall together.

Only Yin Shao slowed down half a step, looked up at the gloomy sky outside the gold-rimmed window, and scratched the back of his head.