Chapter 2 The Witch makes a big fuss in Mingfang Pavilion, and the Drunk Beggar Apprentices to Longtan Temple (2)

Author: Fu Jiangshan

Chapter 2 The Witch makes a big fuss in Mingfang Pavilion, and the Drunk Beggar Apprentices to Longtan Temple (2)

The little beggar saw several silver needles shooting at him with a "hissing" sound of breaking through the air, and there was no sign of panic on his face. He waved the bamboo stick in his hand and made a light sound of "Dang!Dang!Dang!", and in an instant, he shot down all the silver needles.

As the silver needle fell to the ground, a little girl in purple had already flew up to him. She was born with a lively and cute girl, with a white melon-shaped face, a pair of curved eyebrows like willow leaves, and a pair of big, watery eyes under her eyebrows, which was very popular. It was such a cute little girl with murderous aura at the corners of her eyes, and the long sword in her hand was shining with a cold and cold light. Anyone who saw it would be frightened. Behind her were a few men in black, all of whom were covered with terrifying evil spirits, which were definitely not an ordinary person in the world.

The little beggar jumped into Mingfang Pavilion. The little girl in purple rushed into the teahouse without thinking when she saw this. The old man who told the history hurriedly hid under a tea table and exclaimed: "Oh no, Murong Yunyao, the daughter of the Deputy Envoy of Privy Councilor Murong Yanzhao, is here! This little aunt is not a good-looking lamp. She made this place uneasy when she came to Xiangyang last time. She would not have to kill anyone this time!"

Murong Yunyao ignored everyone's expressions and rushed towards the little beggar, "You are a stinky beggar, why do you take all the things from people? You took the things from my guest of honor, and if you know the appearance, you will return them soon, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The little beggar shook his head and pretended not to understand, "Whose thing did I take? What was he holding? I am a beggar, not a thief. Don't throw any dirty water on my head!"

Murong Yunyao said angrily: "I took Jin Ruyi, brother Pingzhong's Jin Ruyi! He went to Beijing this year to pass the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination. He was named the magistrate of Cheng'an today and was awarded Jin Ruyi. Before he took office, he wanted to travel to famous mountains and rivers, and happened to pass by my father's newly built mansion in Ezhou. His father had heard of his name, so he kept him for a few glasses of wine. Unexpectedly, he was drunk on the side of the road, and accidentally fell out of his arms, and was picked up by you, a stinky beggar!"

The little beggar shook his head again, "He is drunk. Who can prove that I took Jin Ruyi? Don't think that you are Murong Yanzhao's daughter, and you can bully people at will. If this young hero also reports his father's name, he will scare you to death!"

Murong Yunyao snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Hmph! This girl saw you stealing gold Ruyi with her own eyes. Do you still want to argue? If you have the ability, you will report your father's name. I can also know which bastard is, and I can teach you such an unreasonable dead boy!"

The little beggar straightened his chest and said proudly: "My father is one of the five tiger generals under Murong Yanyun's account. He is nicknamed "Drunk Life and Dream Death" and "Double Wine and Sword Master"! This young hero is Wan Mengsheng's only son - Wan Jianfeng!"

Murong Yunyao laughed, "Hahaha, you can't beat this girl, just hand over Jin Ruyi well, why make up such a nonsense! If you are Wan Mengsheng's son, I will still be Murong Yanyun's daughter!"

She said suddenly, and swung the sword in her hand quickly, and released thousands of lights. Seeing this, the little beggar's face changed slightly, and her body quickly flashed to the side, and the bamboo stick in her hand hit the sword. Murong Yunyao did not expect that the little beggar's reaction was so fast that the sword had not withdrawn, but actually collided with the bamboo stick.

Murong Yunyao felt that the bamboo stick was very strong, and the tiger's mouth was numb in an instant, and the sword flew out of his hand. With a sound of "Dang!", the sword fell to the ground, stirring up dust.

Seeing this, the little beggar smiled, bent down and picked up the sword and threw it at Murong Yunyao. Murong Yunyao thought that the little beggar intended to take his life, so she was furious and took the thrown sword at random. As soon as she got the sword, she slashed it with a slant, and the sword was swift and heartless.

"Hey! I have returned the sword to you, why are you still fighting with me?" The little beggar looked a little panicked. He had just drunk thirty-two bowls of wine in one breath. He was already slightly drunk at this moment and his steps were a little staggering. How could he avoid such a sharp sword?

A white light flashed and blood spurted out. The little beggar covered his injured arm and shouted, "You ungrateful girl, I kindly asked you, but you sneaked into me! You are waiting, sooner or later I will avenge this sword!"

Murong Yunyao snorted coldly: "Hmph! You are not Wan Mengsheng's son. If you want to take revenge, go find your father! It's a pity that with your skills, it's really hard to rush back to Yinfeng Villa alive!" She said and stabbed the little beggar on the shoulder with another sword.

The little beggar staggered to the side, "Stinky girl, are you still going to finish it! Let me tell you the truth, I have replaced Jin Ruyi with thirty-two bowls of old wine. So now you killed me with one sword, and I can't return the things to you!"

Murong Yunyao said angrily: "I thought you were just a little beggar, but I didn't expect you to be a little liar. I will kill you to eliminate harm to the people today!" As she said that, the long sword in her hand flashed rapidly, and it stabbed the little beggar's throat.

Seeing this, the little beggar quickly took a few steps back and was about to strike back when a young man panting voice came from behind the little girl, "Mu...Murong...Miss, you ran too...too fast! You just need to let him hand over Jin Ruyi, no...too...don't kill him!"

After hearing this, Murong Yunyao followed a few steps, and the sword suddenly slid down and cut into the little beggar's chest. The little beggar waved the bamboo stick in his hand, trying to knock the long sword in Murong Yunyao's hand hard, but who knew that Murong Yunyao suddenly changed his move and turned behind the little beggar in an instant.

When the little beggar saw Murong Yunyao disappear suddenly, she expected that she must be hiding behind her, so she quickly swept back and hit her waist. Seeing that her move was seen through by the little beggar, she quickly jumped up and pointed it at his right shoulder with a sword. The little beggar leaned sideways, and the bamboo stick in her hand faced straight towards Murong Yunyao's long sword.

Murong Yunyao flipped a somersault in the air, then pounced on it, and stabbed three consecutive swords in his hand, three swords like a storm. Not to mention the little beggar, even a knight who has been famous for many years may not be able to catch them!

Seeing Murong Yunyao using his real skills, the little beggar said in his heart, "I didn't expect this stinky girl to be so powerful. It seems that the moves my mother taught me are not enough to deal with her. But if I take out the martial arts taught by my master, if I accidentally kill her, Murong Yanzhao will fight with this young hero. Thirty-six strategies are the best way to leave, so I might as well escape!"

Murong Yunyao didn't know what he was thinking, staring at him with his eyes tightly, and the sword in his hand did not stop at all. The little beggar suddenly retreated several steps, then staggered and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Murong Yunyao sneered at the corner of her mouth, "I think you're so stinking beggar, let's see how you run away now!"

She said, bent down and stabbed the little beggar with a sword. The little beggar suddenly sat up when he saw this. He wanted to pick up a stone by falling down and throw it hard on her face. But Murong Yunyao came too fast and he got too strong again. The two of them kissed each other straight.

"A prodigal son!" Murong Yunyao hurriedly retreated backwards, and slapped the little beggar in the face. The little beggar was slapped by Murong Yunyao, and felt a burning pain on his face. Seeing that Murong Yunyao did not continue to make moves, he kept wiping his mouth hard, and the red clouds rose on his face and flew onto a low wall in the backyard with a smile.

He stood on the wall and pointed at Murong Yunyao and said, "You said I was a prodigal son, and I also said you are a kind of a beautiful woman! Even though this young hero is handsome and handsome, as beautiful as Pan An, you can't post it on your own initiative so soon, right? Hahaha, no one dares to marry such a girl in the future!"

Murong Yunyao was so angry that she blushed in an instant. Even the sword in her hand was buzzing, as if she was making a noise for her master. She stomped her feet in anger and said angrily to the men in black beside her: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you take this shameless little thief down!"

The little beggar smiled and said, "I am older than you. Even if you call me a thief, you shouldn't call me a thief! If I are a thief, wouldn't you still be in your mother's cradle?"

Not to mention Murong Yunyao at this moment, even the men in black couldn't stand it anymore, so they all thrust their swords and jumped towards the wall. Seeing that there were many people on the other side, the little beggar turned around and ran away, and gently tapped the wall with his toes. The man had already floated out one or two feet.

"Everyone has run away, why don't you chase me!" Murong Yunyao shouted lightly, jumped over the low wall, and chased after me with his sword. Several people in black were afraid that Murong Yunyao would make mistakes, so they rushed to chase me.

At this moment, the young man who was panting ran closer, looked at the direction where everyone was away, and sighed: "Oh, it's already unlucky enough to lose my things. I have to follow your butts all day long. Oh my God, this will make people live!"

(End of this chapter)
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