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Qing'er's apricot eyes suddenly widened, she didn't care about her thin clothes, and hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, her deerskin boots stepped on the deep snow, and the two rose and fell, jumping in front of Chen Tinghe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Get out!" Someone next to her shouted angrily, and jumped in front of her with a "poof", blocking Qing'er's way forward and preventing her from getting close to Chen Tinghe.

At this time, Chen Tinghe's masked black scarf had fallen off, revealing his true face, his burnt yellow face was pale at this time, his eyes were closed, and he was unconscious.

"Look at him. Qing'er snorted, she didn't know anything about this person, she wanted to know Chen Tinghe's injury, and she didn't care about his life or death, she just wanted to know how powerful Xiao Yuesheng's flick was just now.

The other person hurriedly ran to Chen Tinghe's side, stopped in front of his nose, and after two breaths, his complexion changed greatly, covered with a black scarf, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but his eyes were dull.

"The third child?!" the burly man who was standing in front of Qing'er turned his head and shouted.

The man slowly stood up, his eyes rolled a few times, and there was a flash of disbelief, and he muttered, "It's out of gas...... , out of gas!"

"Third child, what nonsense, what's going on with the helper?!" the big man shouted roughly, full of impatience.

"Second brother, helper...... Master...... The man's voice was dry, hoarse, and difficult to speak.

"Hmm-?!" The big man turned around, didn't care about Qing'er, took a big stride, came to Chen Tinghe, pushed away the third child who was standing in a daze, and held Chen Tinghe's neck with his short body.

"Ahh

His bronze bell-like eyes suddenly turned blood-red, staring at Xiao Yuesheng, who was sitting in the car carelessly, bloodshot like an earthworm, as if he was about to get out of his eye sockets, his eyes were cracking, and he clenched his steel teeth, as if he wanted to eat him.

The whistling sound was like thunder, the sound shook the sky, Qing'er was very close, and she was startled by the cold, her heart was pounding, and she was busy patting her towering chest and glancing at him.

"He killed the gang leader, let's avenge the gang leader!" the big man shouted loudly, like an angry King Kong, staring at Xiao Yuesheng deadly.

A dozen or so people came out of the woods again, stepping on the thick white snow, fanning slowly approaching the long, narrow carriage glowing with purple light.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qing'er immediately ran back, ran to the carriage, and asked Xiao Yuesheng, who was leisurely, "Mr. Xiao, do you want Aunt Qing to help?"

"No need," Xiao Yuesheng's expression was gentle and calm, as if he didn't see the people slowly surrounding, he stroked the black mustache with his hand, waved his hand lightly, and said with a smile: "...... Let's go inside and rest, I'm here. ”

"Then you be careful!" Qing'er nodded obediently, she was frightened by the power of the flick just now, knowing that his martial arts were amazing, so she didn't say anything more, leaned into the carriage.

"Aunt Qing, it's so powerful, Mr. Xiao is so amazing!" As soon as she stepped into the carriage, Qing'er's face was full of excitement, she stepped forward and pulled Song Wenqing's sleeves, shook it vigorously, her cheeks were red, and she was extremely beautiful.

Song Wenqing's other bare hand reached out, helped Qing'er straighten her messy hair, smiled quietly, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"That's it!" Qing'er made a flick of her sleeves, and then said excitedly: "That Chen Tinghe swooped up, fell far away, fell to the ground, and died!"

"Sit down, you. Song Wenqing shook his head angrily and pointed to the low couch.

"Really, doesn't Aunt Qing believe it?!" Qing'er hurriedly defended, looking eager, stamping on her little boots, extremely dissatisfied.

"Believe, believe!" Aunt Qing said in a perfunctory tone, pointing to the incense couch.

"Hmph!" Qing'er snorted dissatisfiedly, and turned her head to look at Wen Yubing: "Sister, you say, am I telling the truth?"

"Well, he does that a lot. Wen Yubing's flawless jade face showed a hint of a smile, and she nodded slightly.

Qing'er glanced at Song Wenqing proudly, raised her head, and wrinkled her nose: "Hmph-!"

Song Wenqing shook his head and smiled, and nodded: "Okay, I believe it's it." ”

Suddenly there was a noise outside, and the sound of banging kept sounding, the sound was dull, and then several shouts and shouts rang out, and the sound was extremely fierce.

But soon, with a few thumping sounds, the shouts faded into nothing.

As soon as the carriage moved, they could perceive it, and it began to move.

Qing'er couldn't hold back her curiosity, got up again, picked up the mink fur and put it on, opened the car door, and got out in the face of a cold wind.

The carriage was not moving fast, and when she stood out, she had just walked a few feet away, and she raised her eyes to look back, but saw that there were more than a dozen people lying on their backs or lying on their stomachs, all motionless.

Qing'er jumped into the seat of the carriage and sat next to Xiao Yuesheng, staring at him with round apricot eyes, and asked in a coquettish voice, "Brother Xiao, what's wrong with them?"

"I went to the underworld together. Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, stroked his black mustache, and said with a smile.

"Huh?!" Qing'er couldn't help but exclaim, covered her cherry mouth, blinked her round apricot eyes, and asked quietly, "Are they all dead?"

"Almost," Xiao Yuesheng looked at her delicate state, couldn't help but smile, and then shook his head with a helpless look on his face: "If you don't kill them, they will kill you, and the surname Suo has fulfilled their loyalty, and we will accompany them to help the master." ”

Qing'er glanced at him timidly, and when she saw his gaze turned, she hurriedly moved away, not daring to look at each other.

Seeing that Xiao Yuesheng killed so many people at once, but her face did not change, she was still smiling, Qing'er couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, this person is comparable to her father!

She squeaked and slipped back into the carriage.

As soon as he sat down, he patted his high chest with palpitations, exhaled, and sighed: "So many people, kill them all at once......"

"Qing'er, what are you muttering?!" Song Wenqing couldn't help but ask funny when he saw her little face turned pale and muttered to himself.

"Oh," Qing'er came to her senses, shook her head and sighed: "Those people outside were all killed by Brother Xiao!"

Song Wenqing couldn't help but be taken aback and looked at Wen Yubing.

"He can do this kind of thing!" Wen Yubing's flawless jade face was as cold as frost, and the words were like cold beads, and the air in the carriage seemed to be cold.

She didn't expect that Xiao Yuesheng would kill all the people, and it was just a matter of getting rid of the first evil, why did she kill so many people?!

"What's wrong?" The car door was opened, and the soft glow of the night pearl poured out, and a cold wind blew in, followed by Xiao Yuesheng's clear voice.

He leaned in, sat next to Wen Yubing, took off his boots, and sat cross-legged on the couch, leaning against Wen Yubing's fragrant jade body.

"You're killing again?!" Wen Yu glanced at him coldly, exhaling like an orchid.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, picked up the snow porcelain teacup in her hand, took a sip, exhaled a breath of heat, and said with a smile: "They are very familiar with trying to make money and kill their lives, this is not the first time, let them live, I am afraid that countless people will suffer." ”

"Except for Chen Tinghe, why bother not to leave one?!" Wen Yubing glanced at him, asked lightly, and helped him fill the tea cup.

There are outsiders in front of her, she doesn't want to make too much trouble, if she is in the Shuiyun faction, she will already turn around and have a cold war.

"These people are all scourges, and none of them are good!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "...... All of them had blood on their hands, and they were innocent of death. ”

Song Wenqing opened his mouth and said quietly: "Mrs. Xiao, eliminating evil is promoting good, and what Mr. Xiao did was right, but the means were more intense." ”

"Eliminating evil is promoting good!" Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, his warm gaze shone on Song Wenqing's elegant face, and said with a smile: "A good one is to promote good...... Miss Song's words won my heart!"

Wen Yubing glanced at him, and didn't say more, knowing that it was useless to say anything more, his problem couldn't be changed at all.

Song Wenqing was also a little embarrassed, and hurriedly turned his eyes to look at the snow scene outside the window.

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In the evening, they did not go out of the territory of Dengzhou Mansion, although the two white horses were incomparably superb, but they walked very carefully, the horses' hooves were leisurely and light, not slow, quite some of their owner's demeanor.

Heavy snow closes the road, you need to look carefully, otherwise, if you are not careful, you will often go astray, and if you are not careful, you will walk out of the road and fall into the pit next to it.

In the carriage, the four of them were already familiar with each other, and Xiao Yuesheng gave it eloquence, and they were already talking and laughing.

Wen Yubing saw Xiao Yuesheng's gaze at Song Wenqing from time to time, and her heart couldn't help but be annoyed, but her jade face was faintly smiling, trying her best to hide this anger.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Song Wenqing from time to time, not because she was elegant and elegant, and her temperament was quiet and elegant, but because her temperament was like a person.

Sitting in front of Song Wenqing, Xiao Yuesheng would have an illusion from time to time, and it was not Song Wenqing sitting in front of him, but Cheng Ying, a delicate woman in a green shirt and a long figure in the Peach Blossom Island.

At this time, she must still be on Peach Blossom Island, growing vegetables and tea with her cousin Lu Wushuang, right?

I don't know how my wives are doing now, and is anyone bullying them,...... However, with their skills, it is already rare not to bully others.

Seeing the loneliness on his face and the warm light flashing in his deep eyes, Song Wenqing was slightly stunned, and his heartstrings couldn't help but be plucked.

She hurriedly turned her bright eyes, and her elegant face involuntarily flushed with a touch of red, which was exquisite.

Qing'er happened to turn her head, and when she saw it at first glance, she couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly asked with concern, "Aunt Qing, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Song Wenqing hurriedly waved his hand, wanting to suppress his blush, but he was even more red.

Qing'er hurriedly stretched out her little hand, pressed Song Wenqing's fair and smooth forehead, and then pressed it on her forehead, and shook her head: "It's not a fever." ”

Song Wenqing's strange appearance, Wen Yubing's eyes were keen, she was clear, and she was even more angry in her heart, but she had nowhere to vent, and she felt like her chest was about to explode.

Xiao Yuesheng came back to his senses, glanced at Song Wenqing, and smiled at Qing'er: "It's okay, it may be too hot in the car, just wait a while." ”

After that, he lightly pressed the cloud pattern carved next to the carriage, which seemed to be just a decorative pattern, but it was secretly engraved with a formation.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Qing'er was inexplicable, turned her head to look at Xiao Yuesheng, her round and shining apricot eyes showed a look of doubt and inquiry.

"I'll take a look. Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently, glanced at Song Wenqing, got up and put on his boots.

Although Wen Yubing's chest was boiling, he still got up to help him put on his mink fur.

Xiao Yuesheng pushed the car door, flashed out of the carriage, and his figure shook directly, appeared out of thin air, and fell on the snow two or three feet away from the avenue.

At his feet, there was a person lying on the snow, motionless, difficult to distinguish between men and women, old and young, a long sword was three feet away, and the faint blood stains stretched three or four feet deep.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't have to lean over to explore, he knew that this person had reached the end of his life, he was already seriously injured, and in such a cold weather, the cold eroded and it was difficult to survive.

He slapped his palm in the air, and hung the breath that was about to be broken, protecting his heart.

With a void in his other hand, he picked up the long sword in the air, put it in front of him and looked at it, but it was a sharp Qingfeng sword, although it was not up to the level of a sword, it was a rare sharpness in ordinary martial arts.

On the hilt of the sword wrapped in silk polyester, there is a small word "Ning" engraved, which is quite juanxiu, and it is a woman's handwriting at a glance.

After a rough look, he leaned over and unsheathed the opponent's sword, put it into the sheath, pinned it behind his back, and then slowly pushed it out with one palm, and the snow rolled up under his feet, wanting to bury the blood stains completely.

With a tug of his palm, the snow suddenly returned the way he came, just like the original, his heart moved, and he had changed his mind.

Then, with a lift of his hand, he picked up the man lying on the ground, and his figure shook and appeared beside the carriage.

Qing'er had already stood in front of the car door, and when she saw him so light, her eyes suddenly lit up, flashing with excitement, and she hurriedly helped pull the car door.

Xiao Yuesheng bowed slightly to her and carried the person into the carriage.

"Who is she?" Wen Yubing looked up, saw him holding someone in his hand, and asked, while putting down the ** that was reclining and standing on the ground, making way for a place.

"I don't know,...... Lying on the side of the road, almost dying. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, gently put the person in his hand on the couch, and made him lie on his back.

"What a beautiful woman!" Song Wenqing saw this person's face, and sighed softly, seeing Xiao Yuesheng looking back at him, he hurriedly turned his gaze away.

Wen Yubing stretched out his hand and pressed it into the person's body, and after two breaths, the jade palm left and looked at Xiao Yuesheng: "The five internal organs are all displaced, but the external injuries are no hindrance, and the internal organs are avoided." ”

(To be continued)