Chang Sihao twisted his body and looked back when he heard this. The wall lights in the corridor were slanting. It made Qin Juexiang’s official uniforms dark and solemn.

While the light and shadow were floating, the pair of willow leaves had anger and clearly had some incomprehensible complaints.

Nuan'er looked at the two of them at the door and dared not get close.

Qin Juexiang slowly moved forward and whispered: "Brother, it's not that I yelled at you. Old Zheng has already understood your temperament..." Chang Sihao immediately turned his head and walked towards the stairs. Qin Jue behind him said: "You are so dull and can't listen to good things. You call us brothers. What else can you do in the future?"

Chang Sihao's steps were fixed, and he looked at the bright window at the end of the corridor and said slowly: "Since my sister and father-in-law died, I have no relative in this world. I suddenly have a brother like you. I don't know how happy I am." He paused, his head turned back slightly, revealing a small half of his side face: "Juexiang. No matter when it comes, I will always recognize you as my brother. As for whether to treat me as your brother, it is your business." After that, he walked a few steps and took a step down the ladder.

Qin Juexiang's body was stiffened straight under the lamp, and his nostrils shrank and opened like a horse.

The two of them were talking loudly in the stairwell. Ma Mingshao was drinking with the guest, but he could hear it clearly. Seeing Chang Sihao go down the ladder, he hurried over and asked, "Marty, you are leaving." Chang Sihao nodded and smiled, "I feel depressed. Go out of the city to stroll around. Brother Ma, do you have a good horse? Borrow one to ride." Ma Mingshao smiled and said, "Boy carrying the moon and whipping the name of the horse. I'm stepping on the snow and thrusting the green hooves. Is it a good idea." He personally went down the stable and picked one and led it to the front of the street.

Chang Sihao flew on the horse and said, "Thank you." He left with a stirrup.

The three factions of Mount Tai, Hengshan and Songshan went out of the city together and headed south. They rushed for a quick journey. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, the speed slowed down. Seeing that it was dark, they found a large inn in the village and town in front to rest.

It was the end of the year. There were few travelers, and the guest rooms and yards were idle. When the shopkeeper saw so many people coming, they were all martial arts people. He did not dare to be negligent. He hurriedly called his shop companions to greet him diligently. He let the disciples of the three sects into the guest room. He also arranged to sweep a few small yards, one room in Taishan, one room in Guan Yilan, one room in Ying Hongying and one room in Hengshan, and one room in Songshan.

Guan Yilan was not afraid of spending money. All he wanted was comfort. Seeing the shopkeeper's arrangements, the shop companion was well served. He shook his hands and rewarded a few taels of silver. Everyone was very happy. Ying Hongying was afraid that he would pull the wound. She shut up and left the shop companion. She went to the house to soak the towel in hot water. She sat on the edge of the bed to wipe the dust on his face. She then pulled her hands over and soaked it in the basin. She wiped it with one finger and one finger at a time.

Guan Yilan leaned against the pillow, leaning half-lying on the bed and was served. His eyes remained close to his mother's face. He waited quietly until the last finger was wiped. He tightened his hands and held the hand that she was about to withdraw. He looked begging for mercy in his eyes.

Ying Hongying pursed her lips slightly: "Enemy. Why are you pulling me again?"

Guan Yilan said softly and delicately: "Mom, my face is so hot that I must have swollen from the slap you." Ying Hongying immediately felt a pity in her eyes. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked his face. Suddenly, she changed color and said: "No, I didn't even leave a handprint. I came to lie to me again." Guan Yilan smiled: "Mom, I love to see you love your son like this. Even my son slapped you dozens of times and hundreds of times. I was so happy."

Ying Hongying hummed gently in her nose, lowered her long eyelashes and glanced at him, shook her hands off, and said, "Okay, my enemy, lie down on the bed, and break the wound. It will cause scars to fall from now on." As she said that, she loaded the towel into the water and held the basin up.

Guan Yilan suddenly stood up and said, "Where are you going? You accompany me." Ying Hongying frowned and pressed him on the bed again and said, "I told you not to move around. Today, I saw that your fall hurts my mother to death. Let me be honest." Guan Yilan pulled her hand and twisted her body and said, "I don't want you to serve those two old people. What can happen today? It's not a loss to me. What are they doing?"

Ying Hongying hurriedly pressed her finger on his lips and listened to the silence outside. Then she buried her head and put it in his ear and said, "Enemy, what death did you do? Mom doesn't understand the things you do than you. How many days can they live? Your father's affairs are clean. Isn't the good days in the future all ours? Obedient."

Guan Yilan let go of his hand in a bad mood and pouted again, "Mom, I'm thirsty." Ying Hongying gave him a blank look. He went to the table to take a pot and poured a cup of tea to his mouth. Seeing that his son was indifferent, his eyes were still looking at him. He frowned and said, "Annoying." He took a sip of the tea and put it in his mouth. Guan Yilan leaned his hand to put his mother's face and drank beautifully. Ying Hongying looked at him with anger and laughed again, "You are a dead child." Guan Yilan smiled and then lay down smoothly.

Ying Hongying brought the basin out to change the water and personally sent it to the courtyard of Kong and the two old swordsmen Cao. As soon as she entered the house, she suddenly felt empty under her feet. The basin flew out. When she came over, she was already in her arms by Cao Zhengwu. The basin was also caught by Kong Jingxi. She was still shocked and stroked her chest. She said angrily: "You are not a good person. Put me down quickly. Lao Xu, Xiaobai is separated by a yard. You are still making trouble."

Cao Zhengwu tapped his nose, put his knees and legs to the tip of his shoes and smelled the fragrance. He put down her body and said with a smile: "The matter is done. Why do you thank me?"

"Bah." Ying Hongying spat softly, saying, "I'm just showing my face in front of others today. What are you two doing with a stupid mouth and a stupid cheek? Just pretending to be like a trick. Auntie is better than you when she pinches a wax."

Kong Jingxi put down the bowl and smiled, "Junior Brother Cao didn't say anything. I'm very excited about those words. Come on, come on, pick a date for Uncle Master first."

Ying Hongying snorted angrily, untied her belt and squatted down. She reached into her pants and waited for a while. She took out two big red dates and threw them to the two of them. She said, "What are the good things to eat?"

Kong Jingxi smiled and said, "Japans are woody. After eating them, they must be able to calm the yin energy so that they will not harm the body. Look, they are wrinkled when put in in the morning. Now they are bulging, round, and bright?" He pinched the dates with two fingers and took a look, threw them into his mouth and chewed them. Nodded and said, "Well, how sweet is the dates in our Shandong."

Ying Hongying said, "My aunt won't have time to make trouble for you in the future. When I slap my son today, I almost fell out. I want this thing to be seen by the heroes in the world. Do I still have the face to live?"

Kong and Cao and the other elders chewed the dates and looked at each other with their eyes. Haha laughed.

Ying Hongying turned cold and left. Cao Zhengwu stopped him and said, "What are you doing? What are you angry about?" Ying Hongying said angrily, "You still know to call me a nephew and my wife. I will tell you two. When you go back, you will pass by yours in the back mountain. Our business is here today." Kong Jingxi said unhappily, "Why? Are you going to cross the river and destroy the bridge and kill the donkey." Ying Hongying said with her eyes rolling her eyes and rolling her eyes: "I've finished reciting the scriptures and beating the monk." She turned her body and turned her back.

To leave, Cao Zhengwu's hand was shaking her and immediately swollen her forehead. Ying Hongying said, "What are you going to move with me? My aunt is calling someone." Cao Zhengwu didn't know that he was so strong. Seeing that he was hurting her, he immediately panicked. Let's go and accompany her. Kong Jingxi said, "Hongying. What are you doing? We're giving this old face. But we have helped you a lot. Otherwise, don't say that Jiang Zhaoxi's affairs would be leaked. It's your devil husband's obstacle. Can you get through?"

"Oh." Ying Hongying shook her neck and looked at the two of them, saying, "Would you like to flirt with me? OK. Auntie will poke your old ribs too. On the mountain, if you take action, you can get hurt like that? You two practiced boy skills for life. They are old. Who gave up this white body? Let you taste the taste of being a god. If it weren't for my aunt, I wouldn't have known that there was such a beautiful thing in the world. I'll live in vain for life. I won't say anything. I'll dare to flirt with me."

Kong and Cao's two elders looked embarrassed. Cao Zhengwu said: "Yingzi. Is it worth mentioning that you are good? We will remember it in the next life. The kung fu surnamed Jiang is really hard. We have tried our best." Kong Jingxi also said: "So, what are we talking about? You opened the door and closed it. Isn't this cheating us?"

Ying Hongying patted Cao Zhengwu's hand, tidy up his clothes, his eyes slanted, and his hair pursed, and said, "I understand too. I can't stop this even if I open the gate. Let's do this. When I go back, I will buy two girls to send you to the back mountain. Our business will be cleared."

Cao Zhengwu looked at Kong Jingxi and Kong Jingxi. Cao Zhengwu looked at Cao Zhengwu. Both of them scratched their white beards and were a little hesitant.

Ying Hongying calmed down, rolled up her sleeves, reached into the basin by the table, rubbed the towel, and said earnestly: "You two elders, are all swordsmen. The niece said something unpleasant. They are all old and have a few years of good life. Just go through it safely. Don't worry. This girl, I must choose beautiful ones to buy. They are young and not better than me." She wrung the towel and wiped the faces for the two elders as she said: "You two elders should also pay attention to your health at that time. Don't be too indulgent. Go on the old path of my father. Do you know."

Kong and Cao's two elders heard such gentle words, their eyes softened. Ying Hongying took care of Cao Zhengwu's collar and stretched the collar for Kong Jingxi. She patted the wrinkles on her shoulders. She silently packed the wooden basin and left the house. She closed the door panel.

The two old swordsmen were slacking off and leaning on the chair. They felt weak. Cao Zhengwu turned his head and asked, "Certain brother, can other girls be the same as Hongying?" Kong Jingxi was a little unsure. He said, "A woman says it... it's probably the same." The two imagined it for a while. They each sighed deeply. Cao Zhengwu said sadly: "No wonder there is a saying that people are not romantic and ruthless. It's true..." Kong Jingxi held the white beard under his jaw and looked down at himself: "The arrow is not turned back... Junior brother. We are

Our youth can't go back..." As he said that, he burst into tears. Cao Zhengwu also cried, "If I had known this, why would I be practicing this martial arts? I was twenty, no, eighteen, no, sixteen, and I would go down the mountain to marry my wife. I would marry two and three as soon as I married." Kong Jingxi slapped his thighs: "I am the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is sniffing, and whimpering, "Senior brother, we can't go back. I really can't go back..." The two old men patted each other's backs and cried in a ball.
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