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At the head of the person, the body is tall and thin, like a pine, with a narrow face, a yellow complexion, a lock of goat's beard under the chin, narrow eyes, and a radiant look, like two sword blades across the air, falling on the human face, like a needle bone. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He was followed by several people, all of whom were majestic, their eyes shining like lanterns, and they carried short knives at their waists, looking quite intimidating.

A big man opened the felt curtain in front of him, and as soon as he stepped into the hall, his eyes flashed with cold light, swept over everyone's faces, fell on Xiao Yuesheng, hugged his fist at him, and said with a smile: "Now that the weather is snowing, it is not suitable to travel, it is better to stay here!"

"Who are you, why do you care about us?" Qing'er snorted unconvinced, and when she saw their appearance, she was disgusted.

"Hehe, what a beautiful little girl, under Chen Tinghe. The tall and thin man stroked his goatee, although there was a smile on his face, his narrow eyes were shining: "The people of our gang are rude, and they came down to accompany him on his behalf." ”

Song Wenqing sat quietly upright, frowned slightly, glanced at him, and asked quietly: "But iron fist and iron courage, the leader of the Jian'an Gang?"

"That's right, don't you just take charge of the Jian'an Gang," Chen Tinghe clenched his fists and jaws, and said with a smile: "The disciples in the gang have offended people, and there are also people who are the leaders of the gang." ”

"It turned out to be a picker, and I came to find a field...... Song Wenqing nodded slowly, glanced back at Qing'er, and said lightly: "You can solve the trouble yourself!"

"Yes——!" Qing'er pouted her delicate cherry mouth, dragging her voice reluctantly.

She stood up suddenly, kicked on the deerskin boots, and came to Chen Tinghe, her apricot eyes widened, her willow eyebrows raised, and she snorted: "How do you, the leader of the gang, discipline the disciples in the gang?!...... In front of the public, he uttered filthy words, which sounded annoying!"

Chen Tinghe couldn't help laughing, sat down at a table next to him, glanced at Qing'er, and said with a smile: "This is lax discipline, rudeness!"

"Hmph, you have to take care of them, if there are a few more guys like this, the Jian'an Gang will become notorious sooner or later!" Qing'er waved her hand and taught her a lesson.

Everyone in the hall pursed their lips and forced a smile.

"I know. Chen Tinghe smiled bitterly, nodded, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and a few people, paused on Wen Yubing's face, and immediately turned away and looked at Qing'er: "It's just that my brother was taught a lesson in the lower gang, and as the leader of the gang, I want to help him find face." ”

"Well, I know!" Qing'er waved her hand disapprovingly, and snorted: "I heard that you have the name of iron fist and iron courage, and the little woman has to learn a thing or two!"

When she spoke like this, she was crisp and neat, and she had the demeanor of a martial arts gang.

"Don't do it with women. Chen Tinghe shook his head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

"Hmph, that person was taught by me, and it has nothing to do with Mr. Xiao!" Qing'er snorted hurriedly and pulled out the sheath short sword from her waist.

The short sword was cold, and as soon as it came out of the sheath, the light was shining, and at a glance it was clear that it had the advantage of blowing off her hair, holding it in her small white hand, Yingying trembled, like a spirit snake trying to break free.

"Good sword!" Chen Tinghe's eyes lit up, his eyes showed a touch of greed, although he had martial arts, his net worth was really not rich, and he still didn't have a real sword.

Although he is known for his fists, his fists are not sharp after all, and at critical moments, he still needs to use a sword, and the power of the sword is enough to determine life and death.

Qing'er's smart eyes rolled, and she said coquettishly: "In this way, if you can win against my Aunt Qing, this sword is yours!"

Chen Tinghe looked at Song Wenqing with his eyes like blades, as if he wanted to see her through.

"Is it good?...... You are a manly man, be happy!" Qing'er urged in a coquettish voice, quite impatient.

"Don't do it with women. Chen Tinghe retracted his gaze and shook his head.

"Hmph, make excuses, you can't beat my Aunt Qing at all!" Qing'er disdainfully skimmed the cherry and gave him a roll of the eye.

Chen Tinghe smiled silently, without any excuse, he really couldn't see the depth of Song Wenqing, he was born cautious, so he didn't want to act rashly.

"Qing'er!" Song Wenqing snorted.

"Hehe, Aunt Qing, help others teach him a lesson!" Qing'er had a hippie smile, her little hands clasped in front of her, and her face was full of begging for mercy.

"Put your sword away!" Song Wenqing glanced at her angrily.

Qing'er put away the short sword of the cold light as she said, and watched the bright short sword into the sheath, Chen Tinghe's heart ached slightly, as if he had lost something precious, he had regarded the short sword as his own.

"Mr. Xiao, let's go?" Song Wenqing glanced at Chen Tinghe, turned to Xiao Yuesheng, and said quietly.

"Let's go. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, looked at Chen Tinghe with a smile, and bent down to drape the snow-white sable fur in the chair over Wen Yubing.

Chen Tinghe's eyes were blazing, his eyes were even narrower, he glanced at Xiao Yuesheng a few times, then glanced at Wen Yubing, snorted lightly, and turned away.

Qing'er snorted at their backs, quite disdainful: "Iron fist and iron courage, hum, cowardly as a mouse, what kind of iron courage do you dare to call it?!"

The young swordsman Yan Beilou touched his nose and looked embarrassed, this Chen Tinghe did not match his title, and his move to retreat in the face of difficulties was tantamount to a slap in the face of Yan Beilou.

"Qing'er!" Song Wenqing was delicate, and Xiu Ya's quiet face sank.

"Yes, Aunt Qing. Qing'er spit out her little fragrant tongue, knowing that she was really angry.

"Yan Shaoxia, I smiled, don't be like her little girl's family. Song Wenqing bowed to Yan Beilou and apologized gently.

"Don't be embarrassed, Miss Song is too polite!" Yan Beilou hurriedly stood up, hugged his fists and bowed back.

Qing'er pursed her cherry lips and quietly glared at Yan Beilou, and when Song Wenqing looked over, she was busy returning to her pitiful appearance.

"I also want to rush down, why don't we go together?" Yan Beilou hugged his fists and looked at Song Wenqing eagerly.

Song Wenqing was quite surprised, turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng, the carriage was his, and he was in charge.

"Hehe, thank you Yan Shaoxia for your kindness. Xiao Yuesheng was smart, far beyond ordinary people, and immediately understood Yan Beilou's intentions, waved his hand and smiled: "The little Jian'an Gang can't afford to make too many waves, Yan Shaoxia doesn't have to worry." ”

Yan Beilou glanced at Xiao Yuesheng in surprise, but he didn't expect his mind to be seen through at a glance, and when he heard Xiao Yuesheng's refusal, he could only nod: "Then please be careful, the Jian'an Gang is not a good person." ”

"Thanks for the reminder. Song Wenqing bowed slightly.

Under the eyes of everyone, Xiao Yuesheng and the four of them walked out of the hall.

The bitter cold wind cut his face like a knife, and the snow had stopped, and a thin layer had accumulated on the ground.

In this way, people are most likely to slip when they walk, and if they are not careful, they will fall down on their backs, but fortunately, they are all armed with martial arts, and the cold wind blows on their faces, and they do not feel unbearable, and their steps are calm and steady.

The sound of crisp hooves sounded, and a long, narrow carriage slowly approached and stopped in front of them.

The long and narrow carriage glowed with a light purple glow, revealing mystery, and the two horses in the wheel were silver and white, without a single miscellaneous hair, racing past the white snow next to them, and their big round eyes were shining, smart and intelligent, and the horses were extraordinary.

"Is this your carriage?" Qing'er was blown by the cold wind, her cheeks were red and fluttering, she was delicate and cute, she ran to the two horses in her little boots, stretched out her little hand, and wanted to touch the two horses.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, stepped forward to open the car door, stretched out his hand to greet Song Wenqing, and said with a smile: "Exactly, please come in." ”

"Don't touch it!" Seeing Qing'er's little hand approaching the head of a white horse, Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly stopped it and said with a smile: "They are very wary of strangers. ”

Qing'er reluctantly looked at the two horses, they were squinting their eyes, their essence bursting out, majestic, such a wonderful horse, she had never seen it, and she liked it very much when she saw it.

"Qing'er, come up quickly!" Song Wenqing stood in the wind, urging gently, for fear that Qing'er would open her mouth to ask for a horse.

The cold wind blew her mink fur, blowing her Liuhai, and her slender eyelashes seemed to be blown away, which was very moving.

"Oh. Qing'er reluctantly walked over, never forgot to turn around, reluctantly looked at the two white horses, and leaned into the carriage.

The luxury in the carriage surprised the two, and they couldn't help but guess the identity of the two, so luxurious, it should be either rich or expensive.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao, don't you have to go out for a drive?"

Qing'er sat next to Song Wenqing, looking at the pattern on the roof of the car, she was fascinated and beautiful, and when she looked down, she suddenly found that Xiao Yuesheng was sitting opposite, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Xiao Yuesheng was holding a white jade cup, holding a book in the other hand, shaking his head and smiling: "No need, the old horses know the way, they know the way themselves." ”

"What a good horse!" Qing'er exclaimed, envious.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, although he saw through Qing'er's thoughts, he would not give his horse away easily.

Three women in one play, although Wen Yubing's surname is cold, and Song Wenqing is also quiet and silent, but there is Qing'er, a lively and well-behaved person, who quickly made the second daughter speak and talk non-stop.

Xiao Yuesheng was reading a book, holding a white jade cup in his hand, taking a sip of green brew from time to time, listening to their swallow sound and warbler in his ear, which was quite pleasant.

It's just that the good times are always short-lived, only after walking for half an hour, not long after leaving Dengzhou City, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the low neighing of horses sounded.

Xiao Yuesheng put down the book slowly, raised his head and smiled at Wen Yubing: "Ma Er warns, it seems that the Jian'an Gang can't help but do it." ”

There is no stove in the carriage, but it is as warm as spring, Wen Yubing is dressed in a moon-white Luo shirt, and her temperament is more and more holy and refined.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly: "He is still too greedy at all." ”

Wen Yubing has been enlightened since the success of the clear water trick, and her vision is naturally different from the past, and Chen Tinghe's greedy color that flashed away at the beginning could not escape her eyes.

And Song Wenqing's depth, he should be able to perceive it, but he took the risk to come to the door again, because of greed.

The two horses were intuitive and superhuman, and although they were far apart, they could already sense a faint murderous aura, so they stopped their hooves and neighed in warning.

Xiao Yuesheng gently lifted the car door and walked out, and then, the carriage moved slowly again, and the squeaking sound kept sounding, but it was the horse's hooves stepping on the deep snow.

Heavy snow closed the road, at this time it is very dangerous to hurry, fortunately, there are a few ruts on the official road may be referenced, there must be someone in a hurry, can only hurry.

After walking half a mile, the roadside changed from a wilderness to a forest, and the heavy snow pressed the green pines, and the pine trees were all dressed in white, and they were even more upright.

The two white horses neighed lightly, the horses' hooves slowed down, and Xiao Yuesheng sat leisurely on the seat of the carriage, and the cold wind could not invade him within a foot.

"Snort——!" A breaking wind sounded, and more than a dozen hidden weapons suddenly shot out of the pine forest, iron thorns, darts, golden darts, throwing knives, sleeve arrows, and all kinds of things.

The direction of the concealed weapon was not consistent, but it formed a net, covering the carriage in it, unable to dodge.

In the warm carriage, Song Wenqing couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the sound of the hidden weapon breaking through the air, and was about to get up, Wen Yubing waved his jade hand lightly: "It doesn't matter, he can handle it." ”

Song Wenqing was stunned, a little suddenly, sitting next to Wen Yubing, she was already faintly aware of Wen Yubing's deep concealment, it was that Mr. Xiao, who was also a terrible master, these secret weapons should not be difficult for him.

"Aunt Qing, is it really someone from the Jian'an Gang who is looking for trouble?" Qing'er opened her round apricot eyes and asked Song Wenqing in a coquettish voice.

"Well, it shouldn't be bad. Song Wenqing nodded lightly, his mind was all focused on the outside, listening to the movement outside.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, with a flick of his sleeve, the dark weapon in the sky suddenly rolled back.

"Ahh

The screams came and went, they had never expected to encounter such a situation, it was a little weird.

More than a dozen figures rushed out of the pine forest, stepping on the snow, and the sound was soft.

All of them had black scarves over their faces, and only their eyes were shining.

"Gang Leader Chen, why hide your head and show your tail?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, not showing any anger, but talking like a friend.

Chen Tinghe's eyes flashed, pretending not to hear, lowered his voice, and shouted in a deep voice: "Stay and buy the road money, and go your own way!"

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help laughing, shook his head, sat in the carriage, stretched out his hand and pointed to the pine forest, and said with a smile: "Your brothers in the gang need to be treated immediately, otherwise, on such a cold day, they will die soon!"

"Don't worry about it, be long-winded, hand over the money quickly!" Chen Tinghe's long sword at his waist slowly came out of its sheath, and the cold light reflected on his narrow eyes, full of murder.

"Alas——!" Feeling his surging killing intent, Xiao Yuesheng was a little excited, flicked his sleeves again, and said lightly: "When you meet me today, your fate should be like this!"

Qing'er lifted the car door, poked out her little head curiously, and happened to see Xiao Yuesheng flick in the void, and Chen Tinghe, who was covered with his face, flew up, like a rag bag, fell two feet away, and fell into the snow, silent.

(To be continued)