Hong Qingyi should have been a very lively girl, perhaps because her father, as an official of the imperial court, invisibly gave her a great spiritual burden, and she lost her nature, and she was careful everywhere like walking on thin ice, concentrating on building a fortress for her father not to find gaps for those who have a heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For many years, she didn't know if her efforts were successful, anyway, her father was framed, and it turned out to be a collaborator and treason!

Of course, this situation has no connection with her behavior, which shows one thing, some things, like wishful love for someone, even if you do your best to pay for it, you may not be able to get good results.

So far, complaining has lost the slightest effect.

Hong Qingyi is not a complaining woman, she saw it and let it go.

Women, sometimes, her requirements are not high, as long as there is a man around who is not so annoying, as long as they walk together on the street, she will not have the feeling of being entered into the zoo to see the strange onlookers, you can happily carry out the shopping task.

The classmate himself can't identify whether he hates it or not, he is just sure that there should not be many people who hate him, and there are many people who hate him.

He never cared, just as Song Xiaobao said, there are more people who hate me, how old are you? And the words of his dream classmate are: There are more people who hate me, you are not old!

Hong Qingyi is obviously a rare indulgence, and a woman's talent for shopping has been activated.

Although the large shopping malls of this era have not yet been perfected, they are better than the many shops.

Walking down in the morning, walking through more than ten streets, Miss Hong seems to have come to sweep, but everything that is novel, whether it is suitable or not, stretching out her jade finger is to give a jade decree for people to pack, and then, hang on the body of the dream classmate.

Dream classmate level is tangled, what about the couple-shaped shopping mode?

Why, men go shopping with women, and men end up being pinched by cameos as temporary porters?

He couldn't help but secretly cry out for some men who were abandoned by the girl: Girl, when you let go, you had a thought that the boy who once loved you deeply, who once ignored the tiredness and tiredness of passers-by, and carried the results of your sweep of the store as a coolie for you, because of you, he gave up all his dignity, and you, in the end, gave him up for some inappropriate reason, girl, when you think of the days you used to be together, your conscience can still be calm, can your soul still be calm?

It is said that after the breakup, men and women have different ideas, men are nostalgic for the happiness of being with women in the old days, and women, thinking, are just an excuse for men to be late!

Meng classmate is not sure, what kind of relationship is he and Hong Qingyi in, a couple? Friends? Red and blue? Not even so.

As Meng's body was hung by items, it should have been piled up, and the whole person was lost.

On the street, a beautiful girl in a green dress covered her lips and smiled softly, while directing a bunch of strange goods to move slowly from time to time.

"Go left, uh-huh, yes, yes-"

Although Hong Qingyi felt the satisfaction of showing off on the street, after all, the girl was thin-skinned, and was looked at by some condemnation, as if she was accusing her of cruelty.

Hong Qingyi had no choice but to let Meng transfer to a relatively remote alleyway.

The laneway is long and narrow, on both sides is a wall up to four or five meters high, within the wall, there are two blue brick houses, it can be seen that this should be a civilian area, so there are not many stalls for buying and selling, and there are also a small stalls of farm products in a few sections, such as potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Due to the narrowness of the roadway, the goods carried by Meng's human truck are a bit huge, and after entering the laneway, they can't go side by side, and because Meng's classmate is completely blocked by the goods, that look, as if blindfolded, Hong Qingyi can only take on the arduous responsibility of navigation, so Hong Qingyi walked in front of him, giving him directions from time to time.

Although the speed was slow, under the precise command of Miss Hong, she did not bump into the stalls of some vendors next to her.

Therefore, Miss Hong has a great sense of accomplishment, her smile has not disappeared, as if there is no tiredness or impatience, it is very doubtful, even if she takes Sanshao to the ends of the earth and goes to the earth, she is willing.

It is very likely that Miss Hong's laughter is too jealous and has provoked unhappiness for some people.

No, when they had gradually gone halfway down the alley, close to a small stall selling potatoes, the old man selling potatoes bent over and was just about to tilt the basket containing potatoes to pour out some potatoes to add some products, and Meng was like a mobile truck, and his footsteps carried such heavy items still made a strange sound from self-heating, and the old man couldn't help but look up slightly, this look, something happened.

In the end, the old man and the peasant uncle in the countryside, presumably have never seen any big world, at least, he has not seen such a big battle of the meat truck in front of him, and he feels that the dignity of men has been brutally trampled, although he is a peasant, but he attaches great importance to the dignity of men, the phenomenon in front of him completely subverts his concept, and he can't help but be stunned, a distracted, shriveled old hand trembles, and the basket in his hand breaks free of his control, and the sound of snapping, well, the whole basket of potatoes rolls all over the ground like a prisoner escaping from prison。

Hong Qingyi frowned slightly, because, the rolling potatoes seemed to be a heroic soldier who charged, blocking the way in front of her, of course, if Miss Hong was not a reasonable woman, or a little arrogant, without sympathy for the fruits of the peasants' hard work and decisively kicked away or trampled all the potatoes under her feet, there would be no word "blocked".

The problem is that Miss Hong was born in a famous family, her family education is very strict, and the mode of life she adheres to is extremely rigorous and gentle.

The old man's somewhat dark face showed some grateful expressions, a little panicked, and he grabbed the basket and said gratefully, "Thank you, Miss." ”

Hong Qingyi smiled slightly: "You're welcome, old man." ”

Suddenly!

The old man's bent waist suddenly shot straight up like a slingshot, and the basket he grabbed in his hand slammed into Hong Qingyi's head.

However, at this time, Hong Qingyi couldn't move easily, not because she was afraid of stepping on the potatoes on the ground - at this time, everyone wanted her to die, not to mention that she wouldn't scruple to step on his potatoes, even if she stepped on his head, she wouldn't encounter moral condemnation.

It's just because, the round and jade potatoes on the ground have become an important prop to challenge balance at this moment!

What is Martial Arts?

Martial arts is to fully grasp the premise of balance, and all the power of the body bursts out in the most coordinated way.

If you lose your balance, no amount of power will be at your best.

As soon as the old man moved, the stall owners of several small stalls that were originally several meters away were five middle-aged men, and they also flew over with flat poles or iron scale poles in their hands.

Hong Qingyi came out to go shopping instead of fighting with anyone, so he didn't carry a sword.

Of course, she is not the kind of swordsman mentality who loses the sword, she thinks that it is a kind of pathology of over-reliance on the sword, as if without the sword, it is like a fragile baby to be slaughtered.

Yume-san seems to be asleep, and there is no movement.

Hong Qingyi actually seemed to have forgotten him, without any instructions on what he should do.

Perhaps, Hong Qingyi didn't think it was necessary to let him make a move, and maybe she was afraid that Classmate Meng's move would ruin the results of her battle in the morning.

Hong Qingyi's movements seemed to be relatively slow, but when she leaned out a pink and snow-white jade arm and grabbed it upward, the old man's basket suddenly changed hands, and she grabbed it in her hand. God knows how hard she used to grab it, and the old man stumbled and slammed his head against the opposite wall.

What an old man, in the face of the catastrophe of smashing his head on the wall, but he was in danger, holding one hand on his forehead to protect it, and hitting the wall with the other hand to achieve a cushioning effect.

Unexpectedly, Hong Qingyi Huo Ran threw the basket over, smashed it on the back of his head, and with a buzzing sound, a sharp pain in the back of the old man's head quickly spread throughout the nerves of the entire brain, directly causing the command network of the highest command of the brain to be interrupted, that look, just like the two armies are in a white-hot battle between victory and defeat, the key to survival and death, the transmission command hub belt that controls the overall combat command was suddenly destroyed and lost contact, although the time for this network to be broken was extremely short, but the old man who lost the command guidance, his hand lost the consciousness of resistance like a headless fly, and the palms of his hands withdrew the internal force by themselves, and just inertly executed the instructions before the network was disconnectedWhen he regained consciousness, he saw that his head had slammed into the wall in an unstoppable and courageous posture - poof!

The head was torn apart, and the brain splattered all over the ground.

When the other five middle-aged men arrived, the old man was already dead.

At this time, they deeply believed that it was not only the bricks that could stone people, but in fact, the baskets could also kill people.