Hearing the sound, Huang Rong immediately drove her horse forward and passed through several big trees. She saw a group of people surrounding a swordsman in gray clothes. The swordsman had already received several wounds on his body and was covered in blood.
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Next to the group of people, there was a beggar lying on the tree, holding half a roast chicken in his hand and sliding his other hand up and down on his patched clothes.
The man who spoke was holding a chicken bone in his hand, and his face was still greasy. It seemed that the beggar had thrown it in his face.
When the man wanted to say more, he saw another chicken bone flying over, not slanted or crooked, and just inserted into the man's mouth.
"Bah! You old beggar is looking for death!"
After spitting out the chicken bones from his mouth, the man took out a poison dart and shot it at the old beggar.
Huang Rong picked up a small stone from the ground, weighed it, and flicked it just above the dart.
Seeing that his escort was blocked by someone, the man was furious. When he looked back, he saw a little girl standing behind him.
I saw her eyes turning, her cheeks dizzy. Although she was young, she was as beautiful as I had ever seen in my life. The man couldn't help but become lustful and laughed and said: "Haha, brothers, it seems that God is favoring us today. Not only does he catch
With Yizijian, she brings such stunning beauty to us. Damn, this little bitch is so pretty, but I don’t know what it’s like to be in bed with this little bitch.”
"Hahaha, brother, this little girl's skin is really tender and tender. She can squeeze out water when pinched. She is much prettier than that Xiaocui! If I scratch her hard, I don't know what she will scream like!
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After saying that, these people looked at Huang Rong unscrupulously, and their alluring face fell all the way down to the pair of small peaks. They kept saying "tsk, tsk" in their mouths, and Xiaoyue unleashed a wave of evil fire that immediately caused chaos.
He ran away, wishing he could throw her down on the ground and ravage her right now.
Another one has already stretched out his hand to make gestures. Although this little girl has some martial arts skills, how powerful can she be at such an old age?
Huang Rong originally only wanted to help the beggar. She had pretended to be a beggar before and had an unspeakable feeling for the beggar. Now she heard that these people dared to tease her and kept talking nonsense, and she couldn't help but get angry.
Angry, she picked up the spiral nine shadows that Jingzhou gave her and arrived at those people in a moment. She pressed her palms on them and knocked them to the ground.
The men were so frightened that they lost their wits. The leader knelt on the ground and shouted: "Auntie, have mercy on me, your Majesty, please spare your life. I was blind and bumped into Auntie. I... I am willing to give up everything on my body."
All the treasures are given to the king..."
Huang Rong said with a straight face, "Bah! Will I care about your stinky stuff?" After saying that, she slapped several people's pubic areas again, wasting their meager skills.
"Aaah!!!"
Afraid that these people would do evil again, Huang Rong took out the Emei thorn, and amidst the screams, she cut off the palm tendons of these people, and then slashed their crotches, cutting off the lives of several people.
Huang Rong kicked the man on the ground hard, her eyebrows stood up, and she scolded: "Go away, don't let my aunt touch you again!"
"I'll take the sword next and thank the girl for saving my life."
Huang Rong was not interested in this sword. She just wanted to help the old beggar. After sending the group of people away, she got on the horse again and said casually: "You're welcome, I don't want to save you."
The middle-aged beggar lay on the tree and watched with great interest. After Huang Rong left, he whispered: "This girl is really weird. When people thank her, how can she answer like that? The way she used to play stones before
, it’s more like Huang Laoxie’s magic power of snapping his fingers. Anyway, if nothing happens, I’ll follow the old beggar to take a look.”
Jingzhou's eyesight was very good. Even from a distance, he could see everything Huang Rong did. He even saw the beggar on the tree.
Gourd, he knew it was Hong Qigong without even thinking about it.
Seeing the old beggar following the two of them all the way, he didn't point it out. He would see later whether Hong Qigong could hold back during the meal.
Jingzhou told Huang Rong a story, and the two walked a few miles further, passing by several farmhouses. Huang Rong saw a few chickens in a fenced yard, and said with a smile: "Master, let's eat beggar's chicken later."
After saying that, she ran to the farmhouse and soon caught a big rooster and came back: "Master, this time I left a piece of silver for the farmhouse. It doesn't cost much to eat one of their chickens."
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Jingzhou said: "They are all poor people. They may not be willing to eat the chickens after raising them. They are afraid that they will have to use them in exchange for money. Once we eat the chickens, the farmers may have to work hard for several months."
Huang Rong curled her lips, pushed Jingzhou, and said indifferently: "I know, let's go eat, I'm hungry. Besides, even if someone finds out, what can I do?
It’s not like you weren’t discovered this time, the most I did was drag you in to drink a few cups of tea, rub, rub, rub...”
A few days ago, while passing by a village, Huang Rong went to catch chickens and was discovered by a farmer's wife.
The woman was angry with her husband and was beaten by the man. She was so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger. When she saw someone stealing the chicken, she became even more angry and cursed. She even picked up a broom and wanted to beat him.
But after seeing Jing Zhou beside him, he turned out to be a different person. Not only was his anger gone, but he also invited the two of them into the house with a smile on his face. He took Jing Zhou to greet him with tea and water. Before leaving,
He was even more reluctant to part with him and even gave them both a few fruits.
Jingzhou smiled helplessly, thinking that this girl was petty and still worried about this matter.
Isn't it just that the woman is a little enthusiastic? Besides, if it's him who suffers, this girl actually eats and drinks well.
The two walked forward for a certain distance and stopped until they could no longer see the farmhouse.
Huang Rong used an Emei steel thorn to cut open the belly of the rooster, washed and peeled off the internal organs without plucking the hair, spread salt seasoning on the belly of the chicken, wrapped the outside of the chicken with water and a ball of mud, and lit a fire to roast it.
After roasting for a while, a sweet aroma will emerge from the mud. When the wet mud dries completely, peel off the mud on the outside, and the chicken feathers will fall off with the mud. The chicken will be white and tender, and the aroma will be fragrant.
In the past, Jingzhou was most impressed by Huang Rong's cooking, the beggar's chicken. However, since Huang Rong arrived at the inn, what he ate was either Suihan Sanyou or Twenty-four Bridges on a Moonlit Night. Instead, the beggar's chicken was eaten by Jingzhou.
He forgot.
Jingzhou took out the spices he had prepared before and spread a layer on the roasted chicken. The aroma suddenly became stronger.
Huang Rong was about to tear it apart when a voice suddenly came: "Tear it into three parts and give me the chicken butt!"
She looked back and saw that it was the beggar she met before...