In the afternoon, both sides of the east street of Mengyue City were crowded with people.

Among the bustling crowd, there were customers who had eaten in the eldest lady's shop before, good deeds who heard the news and came running, unknown mystics who came to observe with a strange sect, and armored soldiers who hurried from the city tower to maintain order.

Everyone gossiped and exchanged ears, you and I said a word, chatting and asking about what was going to happen next.

"What?

"Hey, what is it called racing, this is called light work!"

"Who's that compared to whom?"

"The white-clothed evil servant who kicked the hall with the young master of the Yin family this morning ......" The loud voice of the person pretended to pause and said, "The son of the Sima family!"

"The son of the Sima family?!" A person with a shrill voice looked surprised and asked, "Isn't he known as the fastest in our Mengyue City?!"

"Exactly. A person with a hoarse voice touched his cheeks and sighed softly: "This son of the Sima family, Sima Xiande, is said to have three fasts." The first is to work quickly, it only takes four or five moments to walk 100 meters, and it is unparalleled in the blink of an eye; the second is to act quickly, never hesitate to do things, drag mud and water, whether it is to flirt with a good lady on the street, or to do things in the strange door, do not think twice about moving forward; as for the third, it is the street corner Zhang Da Niang said that he ...... Ahem!"

The hoarse voice suddenly saw the yellow-haired girl who was raising his eyes and looking at him curiously, and quickly stopped.

"Ahem!All in all...... Compared with these three fast sons, the white-clothed evil servant is really dizzy. ”

"Oh! Not necessarily. Another person with a rough voice interjected: "I just heard that this white-clothed man is not an evil servant, but a guest who was invited by the Yin family from the military Wuzhulong Mansion for a lot of money!

"Alas, young man, you think too much. The hoarse voice said: "The Qimen rivers and lakes of the military barbarians, can we have the prosperity of our Western Regions? Not to mention the Western Regions, let's talk about our Mengyue City, there are hundreds of Qimen families, and tens of thousands of Qimen disciples - in my opinion, the entire military and military Qimen rivers and lakes are these heads." This Yin family, it must be because some time ago I sent away the rare 'fragrant clothes and gun saint', and I didn't get used to it for a while, and I wanted to find some people to fill the façade, so I went to the military to get taller among the short men and found this evil servant - it must not have much ability. ”

"Old Xu, this is a mistake! Didn't he kick more than a dozen Qimen families with the young master of the Yin family this morning? The Qian family and the Fan family have all been kicked!"

"Alas, young man, you can only see the surface of the water. The hoarse voice said earnestly: "How can there be such a simple way to do this strange thing...... There's definitely a lot of things underwater that you don't know!"

"No, no, no, Old Xu, you heard me say, I saw it with my own eyes, this white-clothed ......"

A slightly thin voice interjected: "Let's not talk about this, you two, do you know why this evil servant in white wants to compete with the third fast son?"

"I don't know that. ”

"I think I've heard about it. A rough voice said, "It seems to be because of a girl." ”

"Girl?!"

All of a sudden, the six men in short shirts on Friday all turned their heads with interest.

"Tell me, which girl?"

The rough voice paused for a moment and hesitated: "This ...... I don't know, but she must be a good-looking girl. ”

"Hey, that's a good-looking girl. In this world, I have only heard of fighting for the beauty Xi Shi to be jealous, is it possible that there will be people who will fight for Xiao Feng Dong Shi?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Not far away, she was wearing a blue skirt, her face was slightly red.

The green clothes beside him pouted, and said a little mischievously: "Sister, you can steal the fun, the prince and the pervert are all for you." ”

If the water lowers the eyelids, the cinnabar in the eyebrows is red.

Shangshan raised his eyes again and looked at the brocade-robed boy next to his right, and pretended to say: "Ah, if one day, there are people who will be jealous for the sake of slaves, but it will be beautiful." ”

Yin Shao glanced at her, tapped her forehead lightly with his index finger, and said with a light smile: "What are you thinking?" ”

Shangshan covered his forehead and grinned.

The three of them turned and looked up at the two standing in the middle of the street.

One white and one purple, all smiling.

Ruoshui pinched her hands and pursed her lips, and whispered to Yin Shao a little nervously: "Young Master, Wang Manxiu is a son...... Will you lose?"

Yin Shao looked at Ruoshui's expression with a sideways face, first slightly stunned, and then smiled.

"How could he lose!"

......

On the street with the autumn wind blowing, there are two handsome boys, one white and one purple.

All with smiles on their faces.

The smile of the purple-clothed boy comes from his famous name that resounded through the rivers and lakes of this strange gate.

'Meng Yue is the fastest'.

Or to put it mildly, 'the fastest in the Western Regions'.

Since Sima Xiande was sensible, he learned his Qimen Gong from the mouth of the previous generation of Qimen Xuanshi, whether it is the martial arts of manipulating weapons, or the physical skills of consolidating dantian, or the purest breath circulation and sword control skills, they will eventually stop at the realm of the little ten people - his innate spirit is not suitable for becoming a vessel for fortune.

But his surname is Sima, and Sima is one of the ten thousand Qimen in this Meng Yue.

He didn't want everyone on the streets to know that the next generation of the head of the Sima family was only a ten-person enemy if he died.

He didn't want to face the Sima family after he looked at Jiuquan and said, 'The child is incompetent'.

Therefore, Sima Xiande, the sword goes sideways.

Abandon all ways and only practice the body.

Use the most stupid ordinary people's running method to knock hard to open the dantian acupoint. The white porcelain bowl, which could only hold a pot of Qiyun, was recast into a red pond that could hold a small lake Qiyun.

Day and night, no rest and no sleep.

Until he learned it, in Sima's family, it was already a [flying trick] that no one had comprehended for thirty or fifty years.

For example, today, he firmly believes that there is no Qimen footwork comparable to [Flying Body Technique].

The title of 'Meng Yue's fastest' is not a false name.

Today's Sima Xiande, it only takes more than thirty moments to walk this long street.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked sideways at the white-clothed man who was standing on the same starting line as himself, who was closing his eyes as if he was meditating on something.

Sima Xiande raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "Hey, regret it?" Do you want me to let you ten moments?"

The white cloth holding the iron sword in his hand opened his eyes, glanced at the good deeds around him with a look of anticipation, and said, "Sima Gongzi is really polite. ”

He brushed his sleeves and smiled, "But it still doesn't have to." ”

Sima Xiande bowed slightly, turned around and said, "Okay, since Your Excellency said so, then don't blame this son for making Your Excellency lose more ugly." ”

"Hehehe, please do your best. ”

Wang Manxiu smiled lightly.

Suddenly, I heard three drums from the city tower in the distance behind me. The do-gooders who were gathered on both sides of the street turned their heads and saw a red-clothed horse with a feather bundle on his back, rushing into the city from outside the open gate, and speeding along the long street.

The purple-clothed boy squinted slightly, raised his chin towards the red-clothed horse that was running towards him, and said to the white-clothed man: "Or, we will use him as a signal?"

White-robed and headed.

On the east street of Meng Yuecheng, one white and one purple stood on both sides of the street.

The do-gooders on the side of the street also understood what the two meant, and they all held their breath, waiting for the moment when the red-clothed horse was about to be side by side with the two.

I heard the sound of hurried footsteps getting closer and closer.

I felt that the autumn breeze brought a little coolness.

I saw a white, a red and a purple, already side by side.

A bitter wind swirled suddenly, blowing the do-gooders ten paces away on their backs.

The purple figure, like a flying arrow from a string, had left behind the red-clothed horse that was struggling to gallop in an instant.

The crowd was amazed.

It is because of 'Meng Yue is the fastest'.

It is also because of the 'wicked servant in white'.

Yin Shao took a step forward and shouted, "Wang Manxiu!!Why are you standing still and doing something! Could it be that you want to admit defeat?!"

Wang Manxiu, who did not move an inch, smiled faintly.

He ignored everyone's surprised gazes, just turned sideways, and gently threw the iron sword in his hand at the blushing face.

She was slightly stunned, and immediately held the iron sword in both hands, held it in her arms, looked up at the white clothes, and blinked her clear eyes.

"But you're going to get it for me. ”

He smiled lightly.

She nodded.

Wang Manxiu turned around.

The white garment puffed up with the wind.

Although, at this moment, it is past the white dew.

But on the face that had already been written full of smugness, it was a little more like a spring breeze.

The mysterious golden light lit up brightly in his eyes.

The seer saw a flash of white light fleeting.

Hear the roar of the ground cracking and shattering again.