The old turtle is just a seven-grade martial artist in the rivers and lakes, and he is shrouded by Yang Fenglou's "potential", and it is difficult to act at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

His face changed dramatically, like a frightened child, and he struggled and shouted loudly.

"Yang Fenglou, you can't kill me! I am the commander of the Right Dragon Martial Army, and I am the marching army of the southeast to suppress thieves! Killing an official is a rebellion! If you kill me, you are treason!"

Yang Fenglou was silent, retracted his gaze, gently put Tian Xiao'e's body on the high platform, helped her tidy up her dress, and put her in a good posture, the whole process was dull and slow, Yang Fenglou moved gently, as if he was taking care of his lover, until he helped her tidy up the place without any chaos, then he stared at Tian Xiao'e's eyes, gently covered his right hand, and slowly wiped it down.

"Xiao'e, you sleep first, I'll come when I go......"

The voice is extremely gentle.

Then he got up and turned around, moving slowly, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping beauty.

If Yang Fenglou treats Tian Xiao'e as kindly as a spring breeze, then, after he turned around, his whole person exuded a cold like a harsh winter, layer upon layer, surging, like ocean waves, rushing straight to the old turtle!

The old turtle was even more unbearable, struggling hard, but after all, he couldn't move a bit, his voice was miserable, with a crying voice, and he screamed loudly.

"Yang Fenglou, don't kill me!

It seems that we were trained together that year!

For the sake of the same right dragon martial army robe!

For the sake of the officials of the same hall!

Don't kill me!"

Yang Fenglou didn't say a word, walked forward, and slowly moved forward, stepping on the high platform step by step, like a drum, shocking.

Under this huge pressure, the old turtle cried directly.

"You can't kill me!

I'm the Right Dragon Martial Army!

I am the march of the southeast to join the army!

I'm going to be a bigger official!

You can't kill me!

Please, don't kill me!"

After finishing speaking, he no longer struggled outward, but knelt directly on the high platform, facing Yang Fenglou, and kowtowed.

"Please, as long as you don't kill me, you can do anything! I won't dare to go against you again, I beg you, I'll kowtow to you......"

Yang Fenglou was unmoved, still maintaining his inherent pace, moving forward step by step, and the drumming of his life was still unhurried.

Seeing this, the old turtle was completely desperate, and then went crazy, and his face was distorted to resemble a human face.

"To kill an official is to rebel!

Yang Fenglou, if you kill me, you are treason!

Your Yang family is full of loyalty, and when you reach the ninth generation, you will be treasonous!?

You are treason for the sake of an Oiran of Pingkangfang!?

Yang Fenglou, are you crazy!?"

At this time, Yang Fenglou had already walked in front of him and looked at him condescendingly, his eyes full of contempt.

"She is my companion, my friend, my sibling, my robe...... And my love......"

Yang Fenglou did not hide the contempt in his eyes.

"What Oiran of Heikangfang, in my opinion, she is a hundred times more noble than you!"

After speaking, Yang Fenglou had already clenched his fists and punched hard, hitting the old turtle's abdomen!

With just one punch, he spat blood from his mouth, and his whole body flew out in the air!

Yang Fenglou was about to fly to catch up, but unexpectedly, his body broke through the sky in his ears.

"Bang!"

A feathered arrow is shooting at his feet!

The whole body is black iron, carved feathers, and the three are tied together!

Carved arrows!

Condor Shooter!

Gu Yangyu!

Yang Fenglou raised his eyes and looked.

Gu Yangyu, the condor archer, had already appeared on the East Gate Street in Luoyang, and once again set up the eagle arrow, pointing at himself from afar.

Behind him, two columns of uniformed soldiers rushed in the shape of goose wings, but in a moment, they had already dispersed the ordinary people under the high platform, surrounded the high platform, and pointed at Yang Fenglou on the high platform with swords and guns in their hands.

Subsequently, the banner was displayed, a big rod appeared, appeared on the street corner, the flag was more than three zhang high, and the flag was displayed in the wind, with black characters on a white background, and the word "Song" with a big bucket came into view.

The southeast thief recruited the envoy, Song Wei, arrived.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, straight nose and wide mouth, big face with Chinese characters, three locks of long hair, fluttering in the wind, sitting on the war horse, majestic, really a good face.

But he is the Song envoy who is the best at intrigue!

By his side, the Wupin Jianghu martial artist who was also under the command of Lao Gui Zeng was definitely because he saw that the situation was not good, and he ran to the southeast early to suppress the thieves and report the news, but he didn't expect that the old turtle was so important in Song Wei's heart, not only did he come forward in person, but also brought the only condor shooter in the southeast to suppress the thieves.

After Gu Yangyu warned Yang Fenglou with an arrow, he spoke loudly.

"Yang Changshi, don't go your own way, if there is anything, you can sit down and talk about it......"

Yang Fenglou did not speak.

But the old turtle laughed loudly.

"Hahaha...... Yang Fenglou, Song Envoy Jun has arrived, Song Envoy Jun has arrived!

Hahaha...... Yang Fenglou! No matter how strong you are, what can you do in front of Song Yuanjun!? A certain family is a marching army to join the army in the southeast to suppress thieves, in front of Song Yuanjun, do you still dare to move a finger of a certain family!?

Tian Xiao'e!?

She's just a Pingkang Fang with an Oiran!

Dead is dead!

What can you do!?"

Yang Fenglou glanced at Song Wei, who was mighty from a distance, slowly retracted his gaze, listened to the words of the old turtle, and still didn't speak, but the "potential" around him suddenly gathered!

"Bang!"

"Ah......h

The old turtle screamed!

His legs, under the pressure of the "potential" of Yang Fenglou's Sanpin Jianghu masters, suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist!

Everyone was shocked, they never thought that Yang Fenglou would be so bold, in front of Song Wei, he directly abolished one of the old turtle's legs, and looking at his calm face, as if he had only done the smallest thing, everyone did not doubt that for the old turtle and Yang Fenglou, this may be just the beginning.

Gu Yangyu was suddenly anxious and spoke again.

"Yang Changshi! Song Envoy Jun already knew that your treason and thief was a misunderstanding, so he came in person!

You let the old turtle go first!

Let's talk calmly, don't worry, Song Yuanjun has insight into everything, and he will definitely give you an explanation......"

Yang Fenglou turned a deaf ear and slowly walked towards the old turtle.

After the old turtle broke his leg, he no longer had the arrogance just now, crying and crawling slowly on the high platform, his eyes staring at Song Wei in the distance.

"Song Envoy, help...... Song envoy Jun ......"

Song Wei finally spoke.

"Yang Changshi, the old man has also heard about your deeds, and after many verifications by the old man, the treason and thief are purely false......

The old man knows that you have suffered a little grievance in this matter......

However, you are the middle marquis of the Right Dragon Martial Army, and you are the marching commander of my southeast to suppress thieves, even if you are wronged, you must not make a move on your colleagues!

Killing an official is a rebellion!

Now, as the envoy of the southeast to suppress the thieves, I order you to stop!"

What answered him was another scream from the old turtle.

Yang Fenglou used the "momentum" to crush his other leg again! )