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"Aunt Qing......?" Qing'er leaned into her ear and asked in a low voice. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Song Wenqing glanced at them and said lightly, "Let's eat first." ”

"Are they here to deal with us?" Qing'er couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm. Song Wenqing nodded, his expression was calm, as if he was unconscious, looking at the dishes served, and frowned.

They ate in Shuiyun Pai for a few days, and their appetite was nourished a lot, and ordinary dishes were difficult to get into the eyes of the law, and they felt like they couldn't swallow it.

"Hmph, it's much worse than Sister Wei's cooking skills!" Qing'er glanced at the dishes, just looking at the color and smelling the taste, she could already feel the difference.

"How can you be so squeamish? It's already done well!" Song Wenqing glared at her angrily, raised his hand to take off the delicate silver hairpin on the cloud sideburns, tried it on the dish, and then raised the chopsticks to the dish.

The seven people at the adjacent table swallowed their saliva, and when they smelled the fragrance coming from this side, they felt even more hungry and their stomachs thundered.

They had been tracking Song Wenqing and the others for a long time, they were quite careful, and it took great effort for them to eat in the carriage, and they could only gnaw dry food on horseback.

Song Wenqing and the two of them rode in Xiao Yuesheng's carriage, which was the long and narrow carriage with light purple, and the horses pulling the carriage were the two white horses, which were incomparably superb.

The horses they rode were considered healthy horses, but they were very different from the two white horses, and they were very laborious when they followed, and while they rested, they were still on their way, and when they finally caught up, the carriage moved again, as if waiting for them to come up, and tormented them to the bitterness.

"Xiao Er, grandma's, why don't you serve the food yet?!" A loud shout suddenly sounded, the wine urn in the hall buzzed, people's ears roared, and blood surged.

They were very dissatisfied, but they all looked at each other, but it was one of the seven people in Song Wenqing's neighborhood.

This person is burly, not tall, his face is full of beards, his eyes are sunken and his nose is bulging, it seems that he is not of Central Plains blood, his eyes are shining with a burning cold, like a wild wolf, and when he touches his gaze, he can't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him in unison, his expression was not unusual, but he grinned, revealing snow-white teeth, like a wild wolf baring his teeth, which was quite scary.

People have retracted their eyes, each eats, can't provoke and hide, this is the golden rule to go out, otherwise, it is difficult to protect a small life, in this chaotic world, human life is as cheap as ants, you must be careful in everything!

"Smack!" he slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Little Er, why are you deaf?!"

"Coming, coming, guest. Xiao Er carried a pot of hot water, trotted out from behind, and smiled with a smile on his face: "The little one was making tea in the back just now, what did the guest officer order?"

The teapot he used was about two feet tall, and the spout was elongated, almost two points longer than the body, and it looked rather strange.

Xiao Er was not tall, short and thin, bowed slightly, although there was a smile on his face, he seemed neither humble nor arrogant, and quickly came to them, and took the teapot to make tea.

"Fuck you!" the burly man grinned, slapped the spout of the teapot, and suddenly a hot tea flew out, the teapot fell to the ground, and a pot of hot tea gurgled out and flowed to the floor, steaming hot.

The splashed hot tea happened to fly towards Qing'er, people exclaimed, and some even quickly closed their eyes, they couldn't bear to see it, her delicate skin was white and red, and it could be broken by blowing, if it was splashed with hot tea, it would be miserable.

"Hmph, what are you doing?!" Qing'er snorted, flashed slightly, and lightly flashed the hot water that flew in, her apricot eyes widened, and she glared at the burly man.

"Yo, it's a coincidence that I flew over there!" The big man grinned, didn't care at all, and waved his hand in a big way: "Little girl, don't make a fuss!"

Qing'er was angry, she was young and vigorous, and her identity was extraordinary, how could she have suffered such a wretched spirit, she screamed, her body was vertical, she stretched out her foot to pick up the teapot on the ground, and shot at the burly man who was still grinning and triumphant.

People couldn't help but say "oh-", I didn't expect this cute little girl to be so spicy, it's really a good show!

There was still hot water left in the teapot, and she shot it out, and the hot water also shot out, and the water droplets and teapot covered the big man.

The little second pole is clever, and he has long been dodged to the side, so as not to harm the pond fish.

"What a vicious little girl!" the big man suddenly changed color, kicked the ground, and his burly body suddenly moved three feet horizontally, and came out of the water droplets.

But the water droplets were scattered, the range was huge, and the speed was extremely fast, and although his reaction was fast, it was still inevitable that a few drops would be stained.

"Haha...... Haha......" The six people at the same table all slapped the table and laughed, pointing to the two drops of water on his lower body.

The water droplets are in an excellent position, and at first glance, it looks as if he accidentally landed on his body when he urinated himself.

The burly man's face was gloomy, his beard was almost upturned, he didn't expect him to be so ugly, he was really a thirty old lady, a fallen child!

Qing'er also covered her cherry mouth, glanced at him, hurriedly turned her eyes away, took a sip, her face was red, and she looked delicate and cute.

"Qing'er, come back. Song Wenqing coughed lightly and said lightly.

"Yes. Qing'er hurriedly answered, turned around and glanced at the burly man again, turned around and walked back to her seat.

"Where to go?!" the burly man roared, leaned out and stretched out his palm, which turned into claws, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, and grabbed Qing'er Xiang's shoulder.

Qing'er stepped on her feet, took off her robe and changed positions, moved a foot sideways, flashed his claws, turned around and snorted, with a thin anger, and said angrily: "What a shameless guy!"

Everyone's eyes showed reproach, he was really shameless and tasteless, he was rude to such a delicate little girl, and he still attacked from behind!

"Stinky girl, look for death!" The big man's face was gloomy, his eyes were fierce, one claw missed, and he leaned out of his claws again, five zhangzhang, straight to the middle palace, enveloping the acupoints in her chest.

His claws were swift, lightning fast, hissing as if he had torn through the air, and it was terrifying.

In the face of such a sharp move, Qing'er was not in a hurry, her little white hand was raised to her waist, clenched into a fist, and exhaled softly: "Drink!"

The snow-white powder fist struck out at a speed, directly shook hard, and struck towards the big man's claws, as if he wanted to fight for internal force.

The big man grinned, his moves unchanged, giving everyone around him a sense of cruelty, and even more disgusted with him.

"Bang!" The voice was dull, like defeating Ge, Qing'er's graceful body took two steps back, and two red clouds flew up on her snow-white cheeks.

The burly man also "kicked" back two steps, retreating very slowly, one step at a time, imprinted on the floor, about four inches deep, clear.

His originally gloomy face was even more gloomy, with a little flush, he tried to swallow two mouthfuls of saliva, exhaled slowly, and brought his hand behind his back.

"Alas, Aunt Qing, this punch didn't work well!" Qing'er breathed naturally, turned to Song Wenqing and said, looking a little annoyed.

Song Wenqing had already fallen to her side, his heart was pounding violently, his face was pale, and his eyes showed anger.

The moves of the two of them just now were too fast, she didn't have time to stop them at all, and when she saw her competing with the other party's internal strength, her soul was scared away!

At a young age, she is not a daughter of the Water Cloud Sect, even if she is smart, she only has subtle moves, but her internal strength is still very shallow.

The big man just now, looking at the sound of his shouting, knew that her internal strength was strong, and she used her own shortcomings and the enemy's strengths, but she went to compare her internal strength with others, and she was really crazy! Thinking of this, her anger rose up slowly.

"Nonsense! What is not good!" she said angrily, glared at her fiercely, and snorted angrily: "Sit down!"

As she spoke, her white palm pressed on her vest, and a surge of internal force was transmitted, suppressing her surging blood.

Qing'er spit out her fragrant tongue, breathed for a long time, turned around, and said coquettishly: "This punch was taught to me by Sister Liu, but it is powerful...... It's a pity I didn't practice well!"

"Oh?" Song Wenqing's delicate eyebrows raised, and while losing his internal strength, he said, "Is it Mr. Xiao's fifth junior sister?"

"Well," Qing'er nodded, her beautiful face full of excitement: "Sister Liu's martial arts are too powerful! I begged for a long time, and she finally passed me a killer trick for me to use for self-defense!"

Song Wenqing was silent, although she hadn't seen Liu Qingquan's martial arts, but Li Ruoyun and Lin Xiaoqing's martial arts, she had seen them with her own eyes, it was indeed unfathomable, and she was young enough to be able to learn such a wonderful martial arts, which shows that "Shuiyun True Solution" is really extraordinary.

"Hey, little girl, interesting, come on, let's compare again!" On the other side, the burly man also breathed, he smiled and shouted loudly.

Their speech was interrupted, Qing'er was full of displeasure, and snorted: "You shameless guy, what kind of ability is it to bully me as a weak woman?!"

The big man was stunned, and the six people at the same table let out a strange cry again, laughing: "He Laosan, I was choked by the little girl again, it's really amazing...... Haha, that's amazing!"

"Shut up!" The burly man He Laosan was annoyed and ashamed, turned around and glared at them angrily, and scolded fiercely: "His grandmother's, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in evil, can the little girl become a sperm?"

After that, he probed his figure, jumped towards Qing'er, probed his palm and turned into claws, and attacked again.

"Shameless!" Song Wenqing snorted angrily, his body moved, and he blocked in front of Qing'er.

"Choke-!" Like a dragon's chant, the long sword on her slender waist was unsheathed, and a white rainbow was drawn, slashing obliquely towards He Laosan's wrist.

"Good sword...... Good sword!" He Laosan fell on tiptoe, took a step back, narrowly missed the tip of the sword, stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes staring at Song Wenqing's long sword, and sighed.

Song Wenqing's expression was indifferent, and he snorted coldly: "Then let's try it!"

After that, Lianzu stepped on the tide sound footwork, his body accelerated suddenly, and the long sword drew a string of sword shadows, which attacked He Laosan with great speed and incoherence.

"Good girl, what a spicy beauty!" He Laosan let out a strange scream, his body retreated again, and flashed his long sword, as slippery as a loach.

Song Wenqing's expression was immovable, deaf to him, and he saw through He Laosan's trick to deliberately provoke himself and lose his calm.

"He Laosan, don't just hide, it's the hardest thing to accept the grace of the beauty, why don't you make love?" shouted his companion at the table, and let out a burst of laughter.

Qing'er turned her head, glared at them angrily, and snorted, "Shameless silver thief!"

Song Wenqing raised his eyebrows, knowing that they were helping He Laosan provoke him, but such words were too harsh, even if he didn't want to be angry, he couldn't help but be angry.

"Sss

With two muffled snorts, He Laosan's figure suffocated, and then he staggered, almost falling, his right hand covered his left shoulder, and blood gushed out with his fingers.

Song Wenqing's figure froze, holding the long sword in his hand, across his chest, and looked at He Laosan coldly.

"He Laosan?!" his companion couldn't help but exclaim, and hurriedly asked loudly.

"What a ruthless beauty!" He Laosan smiled, waved his hand, signaled that it was okay, and lightly tapped the acupoints on his left shoulder with his right hand to stop the bleeding.

His body was slippery, and he was only injured by flesh and skin, and there was no major problem, but now he was riddled with bad luck, and he actually capsized in the gutter one after another, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Be careful, beauty, I'm going to do it for real!" He Laosan wiped the blood on his hands on his shirt and grinned, cruel as a wolf.

Song Wenqing's eyes turned slightly, and his clear gaze glanced at the other six people, all of them were sharp-eyed and extraordinary, listening to his presumptuous tone, it must be that his martial arts were not weaker than this He Laosan, thinking of this, his heart sank slightly.

If there is only one He Laosan, if she uses the Chaoyin swordsmanship, she can take it, but if it is seven people, I am afraid that she will not be able to parry.

He Laosan suddenly let out a long roar, and the clothes on his body burst into strips of cloth, revealing his sturdy upper body, and he shouted: "Split tiger claws!"

With a fierce kick under his feet, his body stretched out, and he pounced on Song Wenqing, like a tiger descending the mountain, with all his hair stretched out, and his momentum was fierce and tragic.

"Qing'er, stand back!" Song Wenqing snorted, the long sword suddenly lit up, and the light roar of "snort-" turned into a little cold, and went straight out.

Seeing that the long sword intersected with his hand, he moved his wrist and deflected the tip of the sword, and his body approached with great speed, as if he was about to use his empty hand like a white blade.

"Look!" Song Wenqing sneered, his wrist trembled, the tip of the sword shook, and several wave-like sword lights appeared, covering his palm in it.

He Laosan let out a muffled snort again, and his body suddenly retreated, like a frightened bird, retreating extremely fast.

"He Laosan, can you win it?!" There was a person at the table who was very impatient and asked coldly, his tone unceremoniously.

He Laosan covered his right palm with his left hand, his face was pale, he glanced at Song Wenqing viciously, and shook his head slightly: "The idea is piercing, it's better for Second Brother Fang to get out of the horse!"

"Hey, use a cattle slaughtering knife to kill chickens, Second Brother Fang, let the younger brother do it for you!" A person stood next to him, his body was even more burly and tall, his face was full of meat, as if he was going to fall off at any time.

"Hmm...... , Sun Lao Wu, don't be ashamed anymore!" Second Brother Fang glanced at him, his eyes showing disbelief.

"Second Brother Fang, rest assured!" Sun Lao Wu's face full of flesh was full of confidence, and he patted his chest hard, banging, as if he had hit the defeated leather.

Second Brother Fang nodded and waved his hand: "Hmm...... "Okay, let's eat!"

"Little brother obeys!" Sun Lao Wu hurriedly smiled, he laughed, his face was full of horizontal flesh squeezed together, and he couldn't see where his eyes were.

"Come on, little girl, play with my brother!" Sun Lao Wu licked his thick lips, grinned, showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said with a smile.

Qing'er looked at him, a little disgusted, covered her nose, and snorted, "Who are you, why did you run out and be scary?!"

Sun Lao Wu's face couldn't help but change, seeing Qing'er's disgusted face, anger rose in his heart, his squinted eyes slowly turned red, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Aunt Qing, what's wrong with him, he's angry?!" Qing'er turned her head and asked Song Wenqing curiously.

"Why are you here again?!" Song Wenqing turned his head, frowned delicately, and glared at Qing'er: "Sit back!"

"Okay...... Qing'er pouted a small sip of cherries and walked back helplessly.

"Hehe, so lively?!" a clear voice sounded, and the voice was slow, drifting to the ears of everyone in the hall.

"Mr. Xiao?!" Qing'er suddenly jumped up and shouted happily.

The felt curtain was opened, and Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a mink fur, floating in, with light steps and an elegant look.

He stepped into the hall, his warm gaze turned, fell on Song Wenqing, paused for a moment, and finally stopped on Qing'er's face, and said with a smile: "Qing'er, let's meet again." ”

"Mr. Xiao, why are you here?!" Qing'er trotted, ran to him, tilted her head and asked him.

"Hehe, I'm chasing you. Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently, glanced at Song Wenqing, and said with a smile as he walked towards her: "You left something behind, I had to send it over......"

"Something dropped?" Qing'er tilted her head and thought for a moment and asked, "What is it?"

"Oh, it's Miss Song's Luopa. Xiao Yuesheng came to Song Wenqing, took out a moon-white Luopa from his arms, and stretched out his hand to hand it over.

Song Wenqing's expression has always been cold and cold, only glanced at him when he entered the door, and then stopped looking at him, looked down at Luo Pa, and found that it was indeed his own thing, pressed the doubts in his heart, took it, and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

"It is only natural that things should be returned to their original owners. Xiao Yuesheng waved her hand, took two steps, sat down in her original chair, and said to Qing'er, "Qing'er, have you eaten?"

"Not yet!" Qing'er also came over, sat down opposite, shook her head and said, "I just wanted to eat, but I didn't eat it!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the adjacent table, wrinkled his nose, and snorted softly.

(To be continued)