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"Oh-?" Xiao Yuesheng turned his head to look at his neighbors, greeted by their vicious glare. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao Yuesheng was born in the eyes of outsiders, her eyes were warm, her body was elegant, and her feet seemed to be floating but not floating, and she didn't seem to have practiced martial arts at all.

It's just that before he entered the hall just now, the voice had already come in, faintly revealing a bit of martial arts, but the seven of them didn't care, to this extent, it was not worth making a fuss.

When the internal cultivation reaches a certain level, there will be all kinds of different appearances, the temples are bulging, or the temples are sunken, the eyes are shining, unconsciously with sharpness, and the footsteps and body will also change slightly because of the relationship between the perennial practice.

Xiao Yuesheng was like an ordinary person, with no abnormal appearance, so they looked down on him a little, glaring at him unscrupulously, with a threatening look in his eyes.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly and shook his head: "Why didn't you eat it?"

"Hmph, it's not that others are bullying us when they see us?!" Qing'er snorted, and glanced at the few people sitting next to her, she was not timid about their vicious gaze, but her apricot eyes were wide open, and she glared at her with hatred, not to be outdone.

Xiao Yuesheng was stunned, and asked curiously: "You don't bully others, it's already counted, but there are still people bullying you?!"

"Xiao - first - sheng - !" Qing'er didn't follow when she landed, her delicate body writhing, and she was coquettish.

Song Wenqing glanced at Sun Lao Wu opposite, turned around and slowly returned to the table, sat down, and sat on Xiao Yuesheng's left side.

When Sun Lao Wu saw her leaving, he was very dissatisfied, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, don't go, beauty, we haven't made love yet!"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, turned to look at Sun Lao Wu, and said in a deep voice, "Shut up!"

Sun Lao Wu's playful expression froze, his body swayed slightly, and then his face turned pale, and his sharp gaze became empty and blank.

After drinking in a deep voice, Xiao Yuesheng turned around, looked free, shook his head at Song Wenqing and smiled: "For such a person, why should Miss Song be merciful?!"

Song Wenqing's eyes glanced slightly, glanced at him, ignored it, picked up the silver chopstick, and began to eat vegetables, after delaying for so long, she was already hungry and unbearable.

"Old Five, what's wrong?" the people over there saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly shouted and asked.

Sun Lao Wu's slightly swaying figure stopped, shook his head vigorously, turned his head to look at his companions, and then looked at Xiao Yuesheng's back.

"Old five......?"

"Second Brother Fang, don't worry, the little brother is fine!" Sun Lao Wu turned his head and smiled, then looked at Xiao Yuesheng again, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know who the master is?!"

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand and slapped his palm, his voice was crisp, and he shouted: "Little second brother, please add another pair of chopsticks!"

"Come---!" Xiao Er raised his voice in response, took the dishes and chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, still stubbornly butted his head, ran over, handed over the dishes and chopsticks, and then trotted away, and escaped from the dangerous place extremely fast.

"This brother in front, I don't know the name of the honorable person?!" Sun Lao Wu hugged his fists and shouted in a deep voice, his face was gloomy, his yellow teeth were clenched, and he looked at Xiao Yuesheng's back coldly.

"You guys are in a hurry, I'm chasing all the way, and I don't have time to eat, just right!" Xiao Yuesheng picked up the silver chopstick, said with a smile, and began to pick up the dishes with chopsticks, as if he didn't hear the question behind.

Qing'er Bingxue was smart, and she could see at a glance that it was not that Mr. Xiao didn't hear it, but he was just too lazy to answer that disgusting guy.

This move made her quite relieved, so she pretended not to hear, giggled, and said coquettishly: "It's not these two horses that are fast and steady, and they can understand people's words, Mr. Xiao, it's amazing!"

The two white horses did not need to be driven by the coachman, but they could travel on their own, and Qing'er only gave a few words, and they could almost understand them, which made her cry out for magic and admiration.

"Hehe......" Xiao Yuesheng took a handful of vegetables, slowly put it into his mouth, smiled, did not answer, saving her from begging, these two white horses He made it extremely easy, but he was reluctant to give them away.

Sun Lao Wu's chest and abdomen rose and fell, he took a deep breath, put down his hands, walked closer, came behind Xiao Yuesheng, stretched out his hand and slowly patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I am ......"

As soon as he said two words, he stopped abruptly, his body suddenly flew up, drew an arc in the air, and fell to the floor with a "bang", and the floor shook a few times.

"Old Five!" The neighbor jumped up, flew to his side, leaned over to investigate, and found that Sun Lao Wu was unconscious.

He probed his pulse, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

This person is about forty years old, with a thin body, slender hands and feet, a long sword hanging from his waist, and a thin and clear face, which looks quite chic.

He put down Sun Lao Wu's arm and stood up slowly, his eyes flashed coldly, staring at Xiao Yuesheng's back, and his clear face seemed to be dripping.

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong with the fifth child?!" Fang Lao Er asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Seriously injured, if you don't do it immediately, you will have to worry about your life!" the thin middle-aged man replied coldly, his eyes still staring at Xiao Yuesheng's back.

"Hmm-" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, chewed a few times, and said with a smile: "It's good that this dish can be made like this!"

"Mr. Xiao, hee-hee......" Qing'er winked at him with her right eye, smiled playfully, and was happy to see Sun Lao Wu's tragic situation.

"Come on, don't just smirk, eat and taste!" Xiao Yuesheng took the silver chopstick and ordered a plate of crystal elbows on the table, laughed, and took a basket by the way and sent it to Song Wenqing's plate.

Qing'er stuck out her tongue, and when she saw him giving vegetables to Aunt Qing, she smiled strangely, and then she didn't see it in plain clothes, so as not to make Aunt Qing angry with her.

Song Wenqing's expression was cold, and he glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, but he did not refuse.

The thin middle-aged man saw Xiao Yuesheng's eyebrows and eyes flickering, as if there was no one around, and he didn't put himself and others in his eyes at all, his chest seemed to explode, and he sighed deeply: "Who are you?!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed, and said helplessly to Qing'er: "It seems that you can only send them away first before you can eat with peace of mind!"

"That's it!" Qing'er nodded busily, and snorted coquettishly: "These people are the most annoying!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled at her, glanced at Song Wenqing again, and at the same time as him, the chair left the ground at the same time, turned in the air, and when he landed, he was already sitting facing a thin middle-aged man.

"Who are you?Why are you bothering two weak women?!" Xiao Yuesheng's warm gaze swept away the thin middle-aged man and the five people in the neighborhood.

The middle-aged man and Fang Lao Er looked at each other, exchanged glances with each other, and said in a deep voice: "We are members of the Changsha Gang, I don't know your honorable name?!"

"People from the Changsha Gang?" Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, the thoughts in his mind turned, and he nodded: "Your gang leader is Guo Jinghui, right?"

"Exactly!" The middle-aged man was stunned and hurriedly asked, "Your Excellency knows the leader of our gang?"

"Hmm...... , there was a one-sided relationship. Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, his warm gaze turned around, stopped at Fang Lao Er, and then shook his head and sighed: "Guo Jinghui is also a hero, but I didn't expect his subordinates to be so unsuccessful!"

"Who are you?!" Fang Lao Er sat there, angry, and asked loudly.

He looks like a gentleman, with fair skin, like a talent in the countryside, not like a martial arts person, but as soon as he speaks, he is cold and unceremoniously.

"Under Xiao Yuesheng. Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook his head, waved his hand and said, "You guys leave, for Guo Jinghui's sake, I'll spare you today." ”

"Hey, hey, hey!" Fang Lao Er sneered, his eyes showing sarcasm.

"Xiao-first--sheng-!" Qing'er looked at her in a hurry, they were soft-spoken, which really made her angry, and it was too cheap to let them go.

Xiao Yuesheng turned a deaf ear, and just looked at Fang Lao Er who was sneering lightly.

Seeing that he was so obsessed, it was tantamount to asking for his own death, and he also felt that he should fulfill them, shaking his head and sighing lightly: "Even so, it's no wonder that he is making a spicy move!"

After that, his figure flashed, and he landed beside Fang Lao Er, and slapped it with one palm, slowly, lightly, without a trace of anger.

Fang Laoer's martial arts are extremely strong, and he is the best among everyone, but in the face of this slow palm, he has a feeling that there is nowhere to dodge.

He was quite determined, and although he felt that there was nowhere to dodge, he still struggled with his spirit, and he was about to dodge and perform his technique, but he found that his body was stiff and numb, and he couldn't move the slightest!

In his stunnedness, a slow palm hit him in the chest, and his figure suddenly flew up, falling three feet away, making a "bang" sound, the floor shook, and people couldn't help but take a breath, quite weird.

Why didn't he know to dodge and let this slow palm hit him?!

It's just that it's impossible for them to want to know, Fang Lao Er has already fainted, unconscious.

"Second Brother Fang, Second Brother Fang!" the burly He Laosan hurriedly ran over, squatted down and pushed his body, and called urgently.

Fang Lao Er was the leader of their group, he was knocked down, and everyone suddenly had a group of dragons without a leader, and they had no sense of backbone.

It's just that Fang Lao Er was already unconscious, unconscious, let him push around, and still didn't wake up, the thin middle-aged man hurriedly rushed over, and said, "Brother He, don't move, let's take a look at his injuries first." ”

Only then did He Laosan realize, and he hurriedly let go of his hand and let him take the pulse.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, turned around, and picked up the silver chopstick.

"Mr. Xiao, is he seriously injured?" Qing'er's beautiful face leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"It's not light, it's not heavy. Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

"Hmph, what's not light or heavy?!" Qing'er pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Qing'er, don't speak!" Song Wenqing glanced at her, and then looked at the five people who were surrounding Fang Lao Er.

"Yes-!" Qing'er dragged out her tone, revealing a deep dissatisfaction.

Song Wenqing didn't care about her, her mind was all over there, and she was quite curious, whether Fang Lao Er and the others were seriously injured, and what injuries they suffered, she couldn't see the subtlety of that palm.

"Isn't Your Excellency's shot too heavy?!" The thin middle-aged man stood up, slowly came behind Xiao Yuesheng, pulled out the long sword at his waist, gritted his teeth, and asked slowly.

"Fortune and misfortune are self-inflicted, I have already explained in advance that he doesn't believe in evil, but he can't complain about others!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, turned his back to him, and replied lazily.

"Hey, I don't believe in evil down here!" he snorted angrily, stepped forward, handed over the long sword, and exhaled: "Go!"

The sword light was like lightning, with a touch of coldness, and stabbed directly at Xiao Yuesheng's back.

"Don't die until the Yellow River!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed, his body turned, and the chair jumped up with him, turning to the long sword in the air.

He was still holding the silver chopstick in his hand, facing the long sword like cold lightning, and when he was close to his body, he knocked it lightly, and it happened to be on the tip of the sword.

As soon as the sound of "dang", the long sword suddenly flew out of his hand, and the middle-aged man only felt a huge force pouring into the sword, shaking his palm open, half of his body was numb, unable to move, and could only watch as the long sword took off his hand, flew out upside down, and inserted it in the middle of the table he was sitting on just now.

Everyone who was looking at Fang Lao Er couldn't help but listen, they knew best what the middle-aged man's swordsmanship was, otherwise, a person as arrogant as Fang Lao Er would not be called Brother Zhang.

"Let me give you a ride!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted lightly, his figure rose from the chair, and he swayed to the four of them, patted his palm, and then back.

Coming and going, the rabbit rises and falls, and the figure is dashing, so fast that people have not yet reacted.

He sat down again, and the four people who had been around Fang Lao Er fell down one after another, as if the big tree had been stopped by someone, lying next to Fang Lao Er, unconscious.

"Mr. Xiao is so amazing!" Qing'er jumped up violently, clapped her little hands vigorously, and shouted loudly.

"Qing'er!" Song Wenqing hurriedly chirped.

"Oh......" Qing'er put down her little hand, muttered a cherry mouth helplessly, and sat down again, like a deflated ball.

"Nian Zai is not evil, let me spare your life!" Xiao Yuesheng turned around and glanced at the middle-aged man, and said lightly.

The middle-aged man turned pale, looked at Xiao Yuesheng, and then looked at his companion who was lying on the floor, and his heart was cold, like falling into a cold cellar.

In the lilac carriage, Xiao Yuesheng sat cross-legged on the couch in the back, and Qing'er sat opposite him, and the two were facing each other according to the case.

Song Wenqing sat on the couch in front of him, holding a book in his jade hand, his expression was cold, and occasionally his eyes turned and glanced at the two of them.

"Mr. Xiao, will they still find it?" Qing'er asked in a casual voice with one hand on her chin, staring at the chessboard.

Xiao Yuesheng was slowly pressing the white chess piece and nodded: "It depends on whether Guo Jinghui knows the current affairs......

"He must be me and Daddy!" Qing'er snorted.

"Well, it must be. Xiao Yuesheng nodded and slowly put down the chess pieces.

(To be continued)