After entering the town, I asked for a small room without regrets, had a meal, put on the lamp, and was about to rest, when I suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At that moment, I thought: I am still in a hurry at this time, what is the urgency? Could it be that I am coming for myself?

The Western Regions is also a lonely and selfless territory, and their Dugu family has been operating here for five hundred years, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it with the three words of the soil emperor.

After a while, I only heard Xiao Er open the door, and before he could speak, he was slapped in the face, and only one person said in a rough voice: "That's the matter, the door is opened so late, even if there is anything delicious, the horse has to be fed well, and the uncle has to hurry after eating." ”

The shopkeeper agreed again and again.

Judging from the sound of footsteps, there are two people entering the store.

After thinking for a moment without regrets, he was still a little uneasy, he gently walked out of the door, walked through the courtyard, and went around to the back of the inn, only to hear the man who spoke in a rough voice just now: "Third brother, you said that this batch of goods is not in the hands of these barbarians, if it is not in us, it will be troublesome, the young master gave a death order, and I am afraid of ...... at that time?"

Without regrets, he followed the voice to the window, he didn't intend to eavesdrop on other people's private interests, but this group of people was suspicious, and he was a well-known lewd thief in the rivers and lakes, so he had to be careful everywhere.

I only heard another person in the room: "The news must not be wrong, this batch of goods is in the hands of these barbarians, no matter what, we have to get this batch of goods, otherwise it will be really difficult for the young master to explain."

This person's voice is loud and full of energy, and when he hears it, he is a master with superb internal skills, and he has no regrets that he has nothing to do with him, so he will not continue.

In the early morning of the next day, I settled the bill without regrets, went out of the town, and walked for more than an hour, when I suddenly heard a shout of "I Wu - Wei Yang" and "I Wu - Wei Yang" from behind me.

Misunderstood, no regrets pulled the reins, turned over and dismounted, heard the sound of the dart board shouted closer and closer, after a while, more than 20 mules caught up, no regrets afraid of acquaintances, hurriedly turned around, covered half of the face with a big straw hat, and at the same time used the excuse to peek at the horse dart master.

Led by a dart master, full of beard, a long black face, when the two passed by, there was no regret to see that he was carrying a red bag on his back, and he was carrying a pair of strange-shaped weapons in his hand, which was actually a sharp weapon in the outer door, the five-element wheel, and couldn't help but think: There are very few heroes in the rivers and lakes who use this kind of strange weapons, as if I heard that only the Jiangyang thief Kanto Six Demons can make such weapons, could it be that this man is the Kanto Six Demons?

How is he dressed as a dart master?

Who the hell are they coming for?

Who was the young master you talked about last night?

Is it a lonely family?

Or the Nangong family?

One question after another surfaced in the depths of Wuregret's mind!

After walking for half a day from the town, he bolted his horse to the stones of the barren beach without regrets, took out dry food and ate it at will, only to hear a camel bell ringing behind him, and the dust was flying, and a large desert caravan rushed up.

When they got closer, they saw clearly that this caravan consisted of dozens of camels, as well as twenty or thirty horses, and the passengers were all Hui, with high noses and deep eyes, a thick beard on their faces, white cloth wrapped around their heads, and scimitars hanging from their waists.

Hui businessmen have seen a lot of business from the Hui to Guannai from the Hui Department, and they have no regrets and are not surprised.

Suddenly, a girl in a yellow shirt rode a green horse, trotted over, and galloped past.

I have no regrets to see that the Hui girl is outstanding, but after a second look, the girl is also about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a dagger at her waist, long and hanging shoulders, a goose yellow shirt, a small hat embroidered with gold silk, a long emerald green feather inserted in the brim, leather shoes and green horses, charming and picturesque.

What's more, she seems to have the shadow of Nangong Yu on her body, so she has no regrets to take a look at it, this time it's a bad thing, the girl in the yellow shirt saw a Han boy looking at her stupidly, she couldn't help blushing, and shouted at an old man in front of her: "Dad!"

A tall Hui man with thick cheeks and beard patted his horse over, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Hey, little friend, are you going to walk down the aisle?"

I have no regrets and "hmm", I don't mean it at all, I look at other people's daughters like this, it seems very slippery and rude.

The woman in the yellow shirt only said that she had no regrets and was frivolous, and with a swing of her horsewhip, she had wrapped the mane of her mount, and pulled it back, and ripped off a large piece of hair when she landed.

The horse was so painful that it nearly knocked her down.

The girl in the yellow shirt waved her long whip in the air, and with a snap, the torn horsehair flew in all directions.

Her father, with a sad face, whispered something to her.

The woman in the yellow shirt agreed, "Oh, Daddy!"

He no longer paid attention to the lack of regrets, and rode forward, and dozens of camels and horses followed the dust.

In the evening, when we arrived in the town of Bulon, there was only one big inn in the town, called "Tongda Inn".

In front of the store, the dart flag of "Zhenyuan Dart Bureau" was planted, and it turned out that the dart encountered on the road had rested here first.

This inn greeted two groups of people one after another, and the guys were very busy.

He washed his face without regrets, held a pot of tea in his hand, and slowly paced into the courtyard, only to see two tables of people drinking and eating in the hall.

The dart master who carried the burden of the red cloth had unloaded his weapon on his back, but the burden was still on his back, and he was talking about it, of course, about the deeds of licking blood from their knives.

Holding the teapot in his hand without regrets, he pretended to look up at the sky, only to hear a dart master laugh and say: "Fifth Master Yan, you sent this thing to the young master safely, and the young master didn't reward you with a thousand or eight hundred?

No regrets: This Si is indeed the fifth demon Yan Shikui among the six demons in Kanto, and he is even more attentive at the moment.

Yan Shikui said: "Bounty? Hey, no one can shorten ......."

Before he finished speaking, a yin and yang strange voice interjected: "I'm just afraid that Xiao Xibao has already followed someone and is good." ”

Without regrets, he squinted and saw that the person who spoke was obscene and thin, but he was also dressed as a dart master.

Yan Shikui was unhappy in his heart and snorted.

The first dart master to speak said: "Zhao Tianbao, you don't have anything good to say, and you don't apologize to the fifth master." ”

Then Zhao Tianbao was still weak and said: "Isn't it a good word to be good?" Okay, I said that Xiao Xibao will be a kiln sister for a lifetime, and she will not be able to turn over until she dies." ”

Yan Shikui pointed at Zhao Tianbao and scolded: "Your mother has only been a kiln sister for a lifetime." ”

Zhao Tianbao laughed and said, "Cheng, I call you godfather." ”

I have no regrets about listening to this group of people, I can't hear anything famous, and I want to walk away.

I only heard Zhao Tianbao say: "Yan Wuye, a joke is a joke, a serious is a serious matter, don't think that Xiao Xibao wants to be dizzy, and he picked up this red envelope on his back, your head is small, and the prestige of our Zhenyuan Dart Bureau for forty years can not be planted." ”

Yan Shikui said angrily: "Zhao family boy, look at it, this batch of memories wants to take this thing back from your Yan Fifth Master, and teach them to die of this heart, my Yan Shikui's name of the Six Demons in Kanto, but I earned it with real kung fu, unlike some boys who mix in the dart shop, in addition to eating, they can fart!"