Chapter 89: I haven’t seen you for more than a year, but I thought you had improved
Zhang Xiuran looked at the man in black who boarded the boat and leaped towards them.
He waved the Shanshui Silver Fan in his hand, and several silver needles hidden in it flew out.
Plop!
Three men in black suddenly fell into the river.
Perverse words blurted out from his mouth.
"You bastards, grandpa is right here, come and kill him!"
As if to vent their anger, the men in black waved their swords repeatedly, making rustling sounds in the night sky.
Ye Qing looked at the arrogant Zhang Xiuran and said to himself:
"Well, this is very Zhang Xiuran!"
Helpless Qi Heng couldn't help but said:
"Sir, stop playing, let's run for our lives!"
Just as he was about to yell at his attendant, the dandy young man saw a fiery red figure flying out of the dense forest, and he immediately said seriously:
"There are many enemies and the wind is blowing hard."
Ye Qing and others had black lines all over their faces.
Hee hee hee!
Shangguan Lanxi, on the other hand, was amused by Zhang Xiuran's nonsense and laughed lightly.
"Wanqing, no wonder you, with your cold temperament, are so obsessed with Zhang Xiuran."
Mo Wanqing, who blushed, gave her incompetent enemy a sharp look.
Zhang Xiuran gave Shangguan Lanxi a thumbs up and praised:
"Lan Xi, on the day of my wedding to Wanqing, I will prepare a fine banquet for you."
The escape from this attack actually felt as comfortable and relaxed as children's play at this moment.
Among the men in black who had just landed on the east bank, the leader looked gloomy and said coldly:
"kill!"
A dozen pairs of angry eyes were filled with the madness of being despised. Following the leader's order, they rushed forward crazily.
Inside the third-story cabin of the painting boat.
The Gong siblings looked through the window at a group of figures quickly disappearing in the distance.
Gong Yuxiu said worriedly: "Sister, let's go over quickly and help?"
Under the moon-white curtain, Gong Yuli's solemn eyes flickered with complexity. After a few breaths.
Why!
She sighed feebly and sat on the chair.
Smoothing the moon-white silk cloth between her arms, she slowly said:
"Tell me to go down, return, and treat the wounded."
The maid behind her immediately saluted and said, "Yes!" and left in a hurry.
The ‘cold and ruthless’ sister made Gong Yuxiu disappointed.
He took a step back, picked up the sharp sword hanging next to him, and held tightly the silver scabbard inlaid with emeralds and beautifully carved.
I took a deep look at my sister again and saw that she was motionless, so I turned around and strode away.
Gong Yuli looked at the lavender gauze clothes fluttering under the moon, leaping towards the river bank, and whispered:
"Protect your son well."
"yes!"
There was an erratic sound coming from nowhere in the cabin.
With green-white slender fingers, he took off his moon-white curtain hat.
Revealing a perfect face like a goddess.
If we say that the beauty of Shangguan Lanxi is its agility, delicateness, natural beauty, elegance and refinement.
Then Gong Yuli is holy, noble, beautiful and fragrant, and cannot be desecrated.
You can watch it from a distance but don't play with it.
Gong Yuli picked up the bronze mirror on the table and looked at the face in the mirror that did not look like a mortal.
He traced his slender fingers across his cheek and said expressionlessly:
"This face is so beautiful, I don't even dare to look at it myself."
The next moment.
When a beautiful woman smiles, the world becomes pale.
"If it were scratched, how beautiful it would be."
…
Zhang Xiuran, who was running wildly, saw the man in black, and a man in purple quickly followed him.
Immediately his eyebrows lit up with joy and he shouted loudly:
"Help has arrived. Attack from both sides and kill the enemy inside. I have the advantage. Let's fight back!"
Qi Heng and Mo Wanqing immediately turned around and killed the enemy without hesitation.
But after running two steps, he found that there was only one "helping hand", and he immediately looked at the cheerful Zhang Xiuran with resentment.
The leader was also startled by the three people's reactions and turned to look.
When he saw Mr. Ruyu rushing to help alone, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He glared at Zhang Xiuran with murderous intent and said solemnly:
"Kill! Don't live!"
The men in black, who had been anticipating these words for a long time, immediately cheered up. Under their masks, their smiles were cruel.
After a few breaths, the sound of gold and iron clashing was shocking.
…
After all, he is carrying someone on his back, and he doesn't know how to do martial arts.
He ran all the way for almost two quarters of an hour.
Ye Qing's breathing was heavy and his steps slowed down.
Hearing the sweat on the cheeks of the person below him, it fell on his arms as he ran.
Shangguan Lanxi looked at the four people who were fighting with a dozen men in black ten feet behind him, and pursed his lips.
"Mr. Ye, those bad guys have been stopped and they can't get through for the time being. Please put me down. I can't run very slowly."
Ye Qing shook his head firmly, said nothing, and just ran forward with all his strength.
With the beautiful woman on his back, he is thin and delicate. Even if he can run, even if he is tired, he is not as fast as he, who carries dozens of kilograms of dandelion noodle stalls all day long, walking through the streets of Huaiyang City.
Half a moment later.
The sharp spikes emerging from the bones of the Shanshui Silver Fan slashed the throat of a man in black.
As the master's wrist flipped, all the blood spurted out was blocked.
The landscape fan is covered with thick blood.
Zhang Xiuran slapped his face fiercely, and blood flew like a thread towards the faces of the two men in black who were coming to kill him.
The two men suddenly raised their sleeves to half-cover their eyes to avoid staining their eyes and blocking their sight.
Zhang Xiuran took the opportunity to retreat, glanced at Ye Qing who was running far away behind him and was almost out of sight, and shouted to the leader who had been fighting with Qi Heng for a long time:
"I don't want to play with you anymore. If you don't have any backup, you can just stand down."
The leader looked at the remaining seven people around him, with the corners of his mouth twitching under the black scarf.
Tear!
The snake attacked and killed him, and the sharp sword tip cut off half of the black scarf.
The leader's tightly pursed thin lips were revealed, and You She probed again, forcing the leader to quickly take a few steps back and distance himself from Qi Heng.
Stupid!
The soft sword trembled, Qi Heng looked at the leader expressionlessly, and said sarcastically:
"Being distracted can easily lead to death!"
Chirp!
A whistle came from the leader's mouth.
The remaining seven men in black quickly retreated behind the leader.
Their eyes were clear and dark, looking at the lifeless bodies of their companions on the ground.
It's like looking at an unbridgeable gap.
Zhang Xiuran and the other two also took a few steps back.
Mo Wanqing swung three feet to clear the wind, and the blood stained on the sword drew an intermittent blood line in the grass.
Zhang Xiuran took out the embroidered handkerchief from his arms, wiped the blood on the Shanshui Silver Fan, looked at the leader with boredom, and said with disgust:
"I haven't seen you for more than a year. I thought you had improved. I didn't expect that you are still so embarrassing."
The leader's thin lips twitched and his eyes were extremely sinister.
Zhang Xiuran glanced at the unhappy leader and continued:
"Tell your master to arrange more people next time."
"If you don't say that one is worth a hundred, I will be equal to fifty."
"Are you looking down on me by sending just a few people like you?"
"Withdraw!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the word.
The leader quickly retreated with seven people.
After the figure disappeared.
Zhang Xiuran took a deep breath, no longer suppressing the pain in his arms, and the mountain water silver fan shook slightly.
He inserted the folding fan into his waist, stretched out his hands, and slowly clenched his fists to relax.
"How is it?" Mo Wanqing asked Zhang Xiuran with concern.
Quickly wiping his palms on his clothes, Zhang Xiuran gently held Mo Wanqing's wrist and said with a smile:
"It's okay, it's just that I haven't done anything for a long time and I'm a little tired."
Qi Heng took the opportunity to make a last-ditch attack and said:
"Young master, for more than a year now, you have been drinking and having fun all day long, and you have neglected your martial arts. Your body and bones are failing."
Two pairs of eyes full of murderous intent made Qi Heng tremble, and he quickly added:
"Based on the young master's talent, after just a few months of training, he will be back to his former self. In two months, he will definitely be better than before."
Only then did Mo Wanqing retract her gaze, turned around and nodded to Gong Yuxiu, who came to help, then quickly pursued Ye Qing and the two men with their swords in hand.
Zhang Xiuran also put away the folding fan and looked at Gong Yuxiu, who was covered in blood and pale due to some fatigue, and said:
"Father, I didn't expect that you look so weak, but your skills are not weak?!"
Gong Yuxiu said gently: "The six arts of a gentleman are the foundation of our generation. I used to think that I practiced them well. But today, Yuxiu is far inferior to Mr. Zhang. He still needs to hone himself more."
Mr. Ruyu's frank treatment made Zhang Xiuran curl his lips.
He stepped forward and punched Gong Yuxiu in the chest. Looking at the opponent's stunned face with blood spots, he couldn't say anything playful after all, and said seriously:
"Jinling Linzi is not as good as Zhang Xiuran. Brother Gong, you need to be taught."
As he spoke, the arrogant Zhang Xiuran bowed his hands.
Gong Yuxiu, who returned the gift in a hurry, looked even more confused.
Zhang Xiuran was stunned when he saw this and said in a muffled voice:
"What a nerd. Thank you very much for today. Later, I will send a greeting note to your house, and brother Wan Wanggong will prepare some wine."
"This is natural, Mr. Zhang, take your leave!"
Gong Yuxiu saluted again, put his sword behind him, and ran toward the river with rapid strides.
Like a dragonfly, the soles of the shoes lightly touched the sparkling river water. After four steps, he crossed the six-foot river with ease and ease, landed safely, and left calmly.
After walking a few steps, Gong Yuxiu suddenly froze and said in surprise:
"Zhang Xiuran actually called me Brother Gong?!"
The next moment, he looked sideways at the other side of the river bank and said with a smile: "We must be friends between life and death!"
Here, the master and the servant trotted forward.
Qi Heng sighed with emotion: "Young Master Gong's Qinggong is so handsome."
Zhang Xiuran thought deeply and said: "You are indeed handsome, and you are almost catching up with me."
Qi Heng took a deep breath and opened his mouth. After thinking about it, he closed his mouth and ran forward silently.
ahead.
Ye Qing held the dagger in his right hand and made a fist with his left hand. He tightened the thigh of the beautiful woman on his back with his backhand, keeping her close to him. He looked at the four men in black three feet away as if facing a formidable enemy.
"hold me!"
Shangguan Lanxi's apricot eyes flashed, and without saying a word, she hugged Ye Qing's neck tightly with her arms and hooked her legs around Ye Qing's abdomen.
Click!
The fine pebbles in the grass made a soft sound.
The four of them ran towards Ye Qing as fast as the wind.
Ye Qing hurriedly rushed towards the dense forest around him and disappeared in front of the four people in an instant.
The four people immediately slowed down, looked at each other, and saw the shock in each other's eyes, and then quickly followed them.
