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Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook his head and said: "This Huang girl, the daughter of the leader of the Tianhe Gang, has been spoiled since she was a child, she doesn't understand the world, and she is naughty, if I don't stop her, I don't know how much trouble she can cause!"

"Listen to Xiaohe, you don't torture other girls!" Liu Jing pursed her lips and smiled. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"The wicked need to be grinded by the wicked," Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile, began to move around under his feet, came to the small pavilion, sat down, and said with a smile: "Such a character, if you can't torture it well, you will definitely be lawless and difficult to control." ”

"Then Miss Huang may be itching with hatred!" Liu Jing said with a smile.

Xiaohe came in a lake green skirt, holding a tea cup in her hand, entered the small pavilion, and handed over the snow porcelain tea cup.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and said with a smile: "Xiaohe rushed back so quickly, it was hard all the way, right?"

"Master, I'm in trouble. Xiaohe held the tray in one hand, twisted the corner of his clothes with the other, and said with a bow of shame.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile as he took a sip of tea.

"The people of the Tianhe Gang came to arrest Sister Huang, and I was quick and injured them. Xiaohe secretly glanced up at him, hurriedly lowered his head, and said embarrassedly.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't care, he skimmed the tea leaves on the water with the lid of the cup, and asked casually, "How serious is the injury?"

"I didn't stop for a while, and used a tonifying pill. Xiao He's head hung lower, and he didn't dare to look up at Xiao Yuesheng.

"Well, don't be so reckless next time. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Xiaohe was stunned, he thought that he would be preached by the master, but he didn't want to be so gentle, his eyes blinked, and he looked at Xiao Yuesheng in puzzlement.

"As long as there are no deaths, it's not a big deal. Xiao Yuesheng smiled and comforted.

Xiaohe's heart warmed, and he said softly: "However, I used a corrective pill ......"

"Pills, it's always dead, don't worry too much. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.

Liu Jing pursed her lips and smiled on the side: "Okay, Xiaohe, since the master doesn't care about it, you can rest easy, go and prepare lunch!"

Outside the city of Luoyang

In a tent, the lights were bright, like daytime, and the two of them sat upright, and they were the two masters of the Songshan faction, Le Hou and Ding Mian.

Ding Mian was dressed in purple, his burly body twisted on the chair, pressing the chair to squeak, he stroked his beard, frowned restlessly, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Le, I'll do it myself!"

Le Hou sat opposite him, his face was yellow and swollen, short and fat, and he shook his head and said, "Senior brother, don't be impatient, the more times like this, the more you need to be careful." ”

"Taking advantage of Xiao Yihan's failure to return, the raw rice is cooked and cooked, even if he comes back, there is no evidence, and there is no excuse to find him, so that he can't say anything about his suffering!" Ding Mian stroked his beard and said slowly.

Immediately, he shook his head vigorously, smiled bitterly, looked distressed, and sighed: "The original plan was very good, but now...... If he comes back, and our people fall into his hands, he will have an excuse!"

Le Hou nodded, looked emotional, and sighed: "Senior brother, our good hands went to the rescue, to no avail, maybe, Xiao Yihan has already returned!"

"I'm just worried!" Ding Mian struck hard with both palms, and said hatefully: "Two days ago, the vision that appeared in the sky above Xiao Mansion may be Xiao Yihan's trick!"

"If he really comes back, then we have to be careful!" Le Hou got up from his chair, walked a few steps with his short and fat body, shook his head and said, "Senior brother, the two of us must not be separated, lest we be broken by each other!"

"Well, that's true!" Ding Mian nodded.

At this moment, a muffled snort suddenly sounded, imperceptible, if it weren't for the two of them who were shocked in their hearts, their ears were pricked up, and it would be difficult to notice.

The two glanced at each other, nodded slightly, one left and one right, their bodies flickered, flew to the candle, blew out the candle flame, and the tent was suddenly pitch black, and they couldn't see their fingers.

The two of them stood in the tent, their bodies against each other, quietly listening to the movement outside, the tent was silent, and the sound of each other's heartbeats and breathing could be heard.

"Senior brother, it shouldn't be Xiao Yihan. Le Hou turned around and said softly.

"How can you see that?" Ding Mian asked in a low voice.

Le Hou's body moved, as if he was looking for the most relaxed posture, and said softly: "If Xiao Yihan makes a move in person, how can the disciples outside make a sound?"

Ding Mian was silent, nodded slightly, and the anger in his heart rushed up, since it was not Xiao Yihan, who would have the courage to break into the territory of the Songshan faction and spread wild? !

The sound of footsteps outside the tent sounded, getting closer and closer, and the two of them were in good spirits, secretly pressed the hilt of their swords, stared at the direction of the tent curtain, and prepared to attack suddenly.

The sound of footsteps stopped outside the tent, and the two of them were tense and on the verge of breaking out.

As soon as the door curtain lit up, the moonlight penetrated, as if someone picked the curtain in, Ding Mian and Le Hou's long swords came out of the sheath, like two lightning bolts striking in the direction of the bright light.

The two swords were like lightning, and in the sneering sound, they were shocked to realize that they were slashed in the air, and there was no one in the air, so they knew the plan, reacted very quickly, and hurriedly flashed, and jumped to both sides respectively.

At this time, the curtain of the door flickered again, a moonlight shot in, and several figures entered, and the two wanted to stop it, but they couldn't do anything.

Ding Mian and Le Hou were surprised, knowing that the comer was not good, they turned around again, their bodies were together, and they stood side by side in front of the people who broke in.

Suddenly there was a light in front of them, the cow candle was rekindled, Ding Mian and Le Hou squinted their eyes slightly, and their long swords were horizontal in front of them, vigilant and vigilant, for fear that the other party would take the opportunity to attack.

"You two are Ding Mian and Le Hou, right?" asked a fat middle-aged man in a deep voice, and his face was full of solemnity.

"Who are you?!" Ding Mian shouted in a deep voice, his long sword crossed his chest, his eyes like blades, and he looked deeply at the five people opposite.

"Help Xie Zhongweng in the Lower East Garden!" The fat middle-aged man clenched his fists, said calmly, looked at the swords of the two, made sure in his heart, and said slowly: "On the order of the gang master, come and meet the two masters of the Songshan faction for a while!"

"Aren't you afraid of the revenge of our faction?!" Ding Mian snorted, glaring coldly at the five people in front of him, but there was disdain in his eyes.

He had already seen that when it came to cultivation, although the five people in front of him had sufficient spirits, looking at the brightness and essence of their eyes, it was obvious that their cultivation was not as good as his own.

"It's you and the other secret masters who attack our gang first!" Xie Zhongweng shouted in a deep voice, glared at Ding Mian coldly, and said lightly: "It's not rude to come, so the gang leader sent me and others to come,...... Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!"

"Looking for death!" Ding Mian sneered disdainfully, his body shook, and he had rushed forward, his arm slashed, and the sword light was like a white rainbow, suddenly attacking.

The four people behind Xie Zhongweng suddenly moved, and suddenly formed a pentagonal shape, with Xie Zhongweng as the center, protecting it in it.

In the clanging sound, Ding Mian's long sword was suddenly blocked, and three swords stabbed at him at the same time, attacking the upper, middle and lower three ways, there was no way to avoid it, but to retreat.

"Do you want to bully too much?!" Le Hou shouted in a deep voice, and the long sword was handed out, stabbing directly into Xie Zhongweng's vest, sneering.

Xie Zhongweng's face remained unchanged, as if he had eyes behind him, he choked a dragon groan, and the long sword was unsheathed, and with a slight touch, it hit the tip of Le Hou's sword.

"Good swordsmanship!" Le Hou cheered, the long sword was returned to the sheath, and two chubby little hands stretched out, one tall and one short, hitting a person in front of him, with a snort, the palm did not arrive, and the palm wind had already hit, and the hot wind and the cold wind were mixed together.

Inspired by the two of them, Xie Zhongweng's sword formation of the five people had already been opened, and the person turned a blind eye to Le Hou's big yin and yang hands, stepped lightly on his feet, and his body suddenly changed, as if he was slowing down, and had already fallen out of the scope of Le Hou's hands.

Le Hou struck out with both palms, and a sword stabbed at him, stabbing directly into his palms, slowly and naturally, as if he had automatically sent his palms up.

Le Hou hurriedly changed his moves, his body flashed slightly, and he struck out again, but a long sword stabbed obliquely, disrupting his palm.

All of a sudden, several people fought in a group, fighting happily in the tent, and it was difficult to distinguish between them, but they did not come in to check on the surroundings, and those people had been restrained by Xie Zhongweng and couldn't move.

"Your martial arts are in vain!" A delicate voice sounded, and Jiang Nanyun's graceful figure suddenly appeared in the tent, with a pink face, glaring at Xie Zhongweng and them lightly.

"Helper, subordinates are ashamed!" Xie Zhongweng stood in the middle of the formation, commanding everyone to set up the formation, and at the same time apologizing loudly.

Jiang Nanyun was dressed in a moon-white shirt, with a noble and graceful bearing, glanced at Ding Mian and Le Hou lightly, his body flickered, disappeared in place, appeared behind Ding Mian, raised his slender palm, and was about to hit his chest.

At this moment, suddenly a figure shot in from outside, like a black smoke, suddenly in front of Jiang Nanyun, raising his palm to meet her jade palm.

Jiang Nanyun had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but he did not withdraw his move, and exchanged blows with the other party's wide palm, with a "bang", like two stones colliding together, making a muffled sound, and the two of them took a step back together.

(To be continued)