Chapter 6, goodbye Feng Siniang

The drunkenness of a beautiful woman is something that any lustful man dreams of, but there are exceptions, at this time there is a beautiful woman in this unknown inn who can be called a beautiful woman who is already drunk and unconscious, and there are already many men sitting around, but no one has the slightest thought of this beautiful woman, and it is obvious that in their eyes this beautiful woman really cannot be provoked, and no one dares to provoke.

Knife, a quick knife, a fast knife incredible treasure knife.

The sword was placed on his waist, and the owner of the sword sat next to this extremely beautiful woman, a young and very strong man, who sat quietly at the nearest table to the woman with the sword in his hand, and unlike the others, he did not even look at the beautiful woman, but only took a sip of wine from time to time.

But anyone could see that he had a great relationship with the beautiful woman, because he had blood under him and his hands.

There was a large pool of congealed blood, as well as three left hands, two right hands, and a thigh, all of whom he had cut down in the past two days.

This big man looks rough, but he is a very kind person, he greets the shopkeeper in a very gentle tone, and his words do not mean the slightest contempt, but such a person who seems to be able to speak softly all his life has cut off three left hands, two right hands, and one arm with a knife in the past three days.

Everyone knew the reason why the big man would use the knife, and the reason for the knife was not because of the drunk woman, although the big man didn't look at the drunk unconscious woman all the time.

Some of the people who approached the woman were famous sons, some were knights, and some were people of three religions and nine ranks, these people were all without exception, and this big man was treated fairly with a knife, and a single knife made these pretentious people get rid of a part of their body.

Anyone who has seen this man's knife cannot but admit that it is a good knife, a peerless and rare sword.

The big man continued to drink, but he could only shake his head when he caught a glimpse of the frightened eyes around him, didn't they know that I didn't actually take action to teach them a lesson, but to save their lives?

- Anyone who approaches this woman without her permission will lose their lives in an instant.

This sentence may sound like a myth, but in fact it is not a myth, this woman has a name, a name that makes the people of the Seven Great Sects, the Thirteen Sword Sects, the Twenty-Eight Gangs, the Thirty-Nine Sects, and the Forty-six Sects fearful.

- Her name is Feng Siniang.

People who know Feng Siniang will never think this is a joke, because this is a fact, isn't one of the four women who can't be provoked in the rivers and lakes have a female monster Feng Siniang?

Feng Siniang is already drunk, she is really drunk, but drunk people can also kill, Feng Siniang is this kind of person, although she is drunk, she can still draw a knife, as long as Feng Siniang has a knife, it is almost certain that someone will die.

Fortunately, Feng Siniang didn't draw her knife, and no one has touched her so far.

Dahan continued to drink, and drank thirteen more glasses, and after thirteen glasses of wine, he didn't drink anymore, not that he was already drunk, but that someone woke up, Feng Siniang woke up.

Feng Siniang's eyes were brighter than usual, he stared at the big man with a face full of scum and couldn't see his age, and asked, "What time is it?"

Dahan looked up at the sky and said, "Noon has just arrived." Before the words could land, a sound of wind appeared in his ears, and as soon as he raised his hand, a wine glass appeared in his hand.

Feng Siniang looked at the big man with sharp eyes, and said, "You know that I didn't want to ask about this. ”

The big man smiled bitterly, but still answered Feng Siniang's question, he said: "Today is September 28, and you have been drunk for three days, auntie. ”

Feng Siniang smiled, Feng Siniang liked to laugh very much, her smile was very charming, and she had fascinated many heroes in the world, he smiled and looked at the big man whose expression had not changed at all and said: "Very good, then we can go now." She had already stood up.

Dahan didn't get up, he looked at Feng Siniang and said, "Let's go, where are we going?"

Feng Siniang said: "Naturally, I went to Huashan, and there are a few people up and down the rivers and lakes who don't know that Mo Dumping Pool and Huashan Sword Saint Feng Qingyang are fighting on the top of Huashan on October 15?

There was no smile on the big man's face, to be precise, he jumped up immediately after hearing this, and said, "Then you mean you're going to see him?"

Feng Siniang nodded calmly, her face was still bright, and she said lightly: "I have tried all kinds of different ways to forget that person these days, but that person is as ghostly as the Netherworld, so now there is only one way." ”

The big man smiled playfully, and he said, "That's to see him?"

Feng Siniang smiled disdainfully at the big man, and she said, "It's to sleep with him." ”

The big man was stunned, and then laughed, he found one thing: no matter when Feng Siniang is still Feng Siniang, even if Feng Siniang is trapped by love, isn't it still Feng Siniang?

Dahan also stood up, the light in his eyes was not weaker than Feng Siniang at all, and he said: "I have prepared the carriage, we can leave at any time, to be honest, I don't want to miss this battle." As he spoke, his eyes brightened.

Feng Siniang is not surprised, as a martial artist, especially a martial artist whose martial arts attainments have reached the peak, how many are willing to miss such a peak duel? She looked at the big man and said, "It seems that you are ready, but you seem to have forgotten to prepare a person?"

"Alone?" the big man was stunned for a moment and said, "What person?"

Feng Siniang said lightly: "Coachman." ”

"Coachman?" said the big man, "Why should we prepare a coachman?" The implication is very obvious, I am not allowed to drive.

Feng Siniang didn't appreciate it, and said calmly: "I can't sleep well when you drive, but fortunately we can find someone, someone we have only met recently." ”

Dahan was stunned and said in surprise: "You said that Qinglian swordsman?"

Feng Siniang nodded and said, "Yes, it's Li Qinglian, you can't help but admit that his driving skills are very good." ”

At this point, Dahan also has to admit that this person's driving skills are indeed good, but this person is even more powerful than the sword, which has only been shot twice so far, but it has not been defeated, and the subtlety of this person's swordsmanship is definitely outstanding among swordsmen.

He looked at Feng Siniang with a wry smile and said, "Do you think he will be willing?"

Feng Siniang smiled faintly and said, "You can say a word to him when you go to him." ”

"What?"

Feng Siniang said: "The only person in the sky and on the earth who can help him find a large number of swordsmen is me, Feng Siniang." ”

"Just that?"

Feng Siniang glanced at Dahan, did not speak, Dahan got up and left, he went to find that person, to find the Qinglian swordsman Li Qinglian who had just stepped into the rivers and lakes.

Ordinary carriage, but the horse is a BMW that travels 800 miles a day, and the big man and Feng Siniang sit in the carriage, driven by a swordsman in a green shirt in his early thirties.

His driving skills are as fast and smooth as Feng Siniang's words.

Feng Siniang in the carriage closed his eyes, and it was a long, long time before he opened his mouth and asked Dahan: "Xiao Shiyilang, you said that the person who killed Ling Hu Chong and Master Kumei is really Mo Dumping Pool?"

Dahan shook his head, he really didn't know this, he didn't know about Mo Dump Chi, let alone what Mo Dump Chi had experienced, so he couldn't make a judgment.

Feng Siniang said again: "Who do you think is likely to win the duel between Mo Dumping Pool and Feng Qingyang?"

Xiao Shiyi Lang replied to this sentence without hesitation: "Ink pouring pool." ”

Feng Siniang was a little surprised, he knew that Xiao Shiyi Lang was not a person without a purpose, she asked, "Why?"

Xiao Shiyi Lang said: "Because he is the ink pouring pool." ”

Feng Siniang was speechless.

Because he is the Ink Dumping Pool, how can the Ink Dumping Pool be defeated? Feng Siniang understood the meaning of Xiao Shiyilang's words, so she was speechless.

Chang'an, Money Gang.

Shangguan Jinhong had already left, but Shangguan Xiaoxian and Jing Wuming were left behind, and Shangguan Jinhong ordered the two to take charge of the Qian Gang disciples to establish the Qian Gang rudder in Chang'an and deal with the remnants of the Lion Hall.

The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, and this is exactly the case with the Lion Hall.

The Lion Hall is the most powerful and terrifying HEI Dao organization in the area from Heshuo to the Central Plains, there are 3,800 disciples of the Lion Hall, even if the Money Gang and the Big Dart Bureau have forced Zhu Meng to retreat to the rivers and lakes with the butterfly dance, but the disciples of the Lion Hall are still difficult to deal with.

Therefore, the most important thing that Shangguan Xiaoxian and Zhuo Donglai are facing now is how to disintegrate the power of the Lion Hall, and the matter has already been carried out, but the time has reached September 30, and there are only fifteen days before the duel between Mo Dumping Pool and Feng Qingyang.

In the evening, Jing Wuming walked into Shangguan Xiaoxian's study, he looked at Shangguan Xiaoxian, who was still writing and recording the roster of the Lion Hall, and said: "I have prepared the carriage, at this time, rush to Huashan and the horses of the Kuaima Hall, it only takes thirteen days to travel day and night, which is enough for us to rush to Huashan to see the duel between the ink dumping pool and the clear wind." ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Uncle Jing, why are we rushing to Huashan?"

Jing Wuming looked at Shangguan Xiaoxian and said, "Haven't you been paying attention to the news of Mo Dumping Pond these days?" The implication is obvious, haven't you always wanted to go to Huashan these days.

Shangguan Xiaoxian didn't deny it, but the answer he gave was unexpected by Jing Wufang, but it was reasonable.

Shangguan Xiaoxian said lightly: "I really want to witness this duel with my own eyes, I am even afraid that this duel Mo Dump Chi may die in the hands of Feng Qingyang, but I can't go." ”

Jing Wuming said, "Why can't you go?"

Shangguan Xiaoxian said: "If Mo Dumping Pool's skills are not as good as people and die in the hands of Feng Qingyang, I have no way, if Ink Dumping Pool wins, then why should I go, wouldn't I still have a chance to meet him?"

"So you're not going?"

Shangguan Xiaoxian glanced down at the roster ledgers that were about to pile up on several cases, and said lightly: "The game between me and Mo Dump Chi naturally depends on emotion, but if the strength of the two parties is not equal, how can I play, now Ink Dump Chi's growth is too fast, I must catch up with his pace, otherwise I will lose my qualification to play with him?"

Jing Wuming was silent, and he was completely speechless.

He knew Shangguan Xiaoxian's character, Shangguan Xiaoxian, like Shangguan Jinhong, would rather be completely defeated than bow his head and ask for that humble emotion.

――This is destined to be a woman who is only willing to get emotions in the posture of a strong person, but isn't Mo Tingchi also this kind of man?

Jing Wuming once again put the information collected in the past few days about Mo Dumping Pool in front of Shangguan Xiaoxian, and said a word, "It is said that Feng Siniang, Gongsun Lan, Mei Yinxue and others will go to Huashan to watch the battle. ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian smiled sweetly and ignored it, but Jing Wusheng obviously noticed that Shangguan Xiaoxian's hand holding the pen tightened.

It is obvious that Shangguan Xiaoxian is not nervous, but knows the trade-off. (To be continued.) )