He Ziang looked at Ling Shiqing and Mrs. Qing with a somewhat embarrassed expression. It was true that someone could be found in this brothel. It was really hard to explain.
"He Zi'ang, remember, if Li Longqian dies, I will never forgive you in this life."
Ling Shiqing looked at He Ziang and shouted in a low voice, then turned and ran towards the house.
"Poetry!"
He Ziang shouted loudly and started to chase after him, but Madam Qing held out her hand to stop him.
"Sir, since Shiqing doesn't want to go back, why do you try so hard?"
Mrs. Qing's attitude is quite mild. After all, after all these years, Mrs. Qing's ability to treat people and things is still very pure and innocent. If this prostitute doesn't have the ability to make fun of things, she is still a prostitute.
He Ziang watched Madam Qing take a step back, then raised her hands and said: "Madam Qing, please forgive me for disturbing you today, but Shiqing and I have known each other since childhood, and I know her temperament best. I must bring her back to Lezhou today.
install."
Mrs. Qing smiled slightly when she heard this, looked at He Ziang with a faint smile and asked: "Master, I, a mortal woman, cannot take care of your affairs, but Master Li has explained in advance that if he does not come back, no one can take him away."
Miss Ling, the young master still understands the principle of being loyal to someone who is entrusted by others, right?"
"But Li Longqian is dead!" He Ziang shouted.
"Young master, there is no need to be excited. If Miss Ling is willing to go with you, then you can take her away. But if she is not willing, then I will definitely not let her go." Mrs. Qing waved her hand and smiled, and she kept doing this with every move she made.
Calm and exuding a mature charm.
He Ziang stood silent for a moment, then touched his nose and said with a smile: "Mrs. Qing, are you not giving me face?"
"Sir, if I didn't give you face, I would have kicked you out of this courtyard a long time ago. After all, even though I didn't say anything about your affair with Zhang Ma, I still knew it in my heart." Mrs. Qing smiled lightly.
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"Mrs. Qing, I respect you as the oiran in this Fengya Pavilion, so I have been very polite from just now to now. But if you insist on going against me, then let's see if I can turn this Ling Shiqing into a girl today.
Take him away from this house?" Now that he had lost his face, He Ziang didn't intend to pretend anymore, and his eyes suddenly turned sharp.
"Then try it and see if you have this ability."
Mrs. Qing gave a cold shout, then flicked her sleeves and faced five or six burly men in an instant.
He Ziang squinted his eyes and looked at the big men around him, then looked at Madam Qing who was running into the house, frowned and shouted: "Madam Qing, this is really what it is like."
"Sir, I don't want to leave, why do you bother to force me?" Madam Qing asked with a frown.
He Ziang stared at Madam Qing without saying anything.
"see a visitor out."
Mrs. Qing shouted without looking back.
When He Ziang heard this, his eyes instantly turned sharp. He subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand and bit his lip without saying a word.
"Sir, please!"
A big man next to He Ziang hugged his arms and shouted.
"You are so shameless, are you really treating me, He Ziang, like a straw bag?"
He Ziang shouted, and directly took out the cold light in his hand. The cold light flashed, and the internal energy in He Ziang's body also radiated out.
After Mrs. Qing heard the sound of the sword being drawn, she subconsciously stopped and said softly: "I didn't expect that he was a fourth-grade martial artist." Then she walked into the room where Ling Shiqing was.
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In the courtyard, He Ziang looked around at everyone with his sword in hand, and then shouted: "If anyone stops me, don't blame me for not having eyes on the sword in my hand."
"Sir, you may not be qualified to say such big words as a fourth-grade martial artist, right?" The strong man looked at He Ziang and said with a smile.
Indeed, although He Ziang's level is higher than these strong men, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. If they really attack together, He Ziang will not take any advantage in their hands.
He Ziang looked at the group of strong men around him. He was in a dilemma. If he went out now, it would be difficult to find Ling Shiqing. But if he didn't go out now, his abilities might not be enough.
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"Sir, please come!" The strong man pointed in the direction of the door and smiled.
"Now that we're here, there's no reason to leave."
He Ziang shouted, then jumped into the air, and stabbed the strong man in the chest with the sword in his hand.
The strong man turned sideways to avoid He Ziang's sword, and secretly sighed in his heart that this man had such a cruel heart, because what happened today was not serious after all, and the servants in the mansion came with the idea of driving He Ziang away, so they were not hurt.
Human will, so if we can avoid fighting in this fight, then we should not fight. But who would have thought that He Ziang would fight for his own life as soon as he made a move, which was obviously murderous.
Now that He Ziang has taken action, these strong men must not be idle. They attack in groups and rush toward He Ziang's position with their fists waving.
The originally quiet courtyard suddenly became lively. He Ziang faced seven or eight minions in Madam Qing's house alone. Although he could not be said to be completely defeated, he certainly could not take advantage of it at all. Moreover, if the fight continued like this, He Ziang would sooner or later become distracted.
Let these strong men find a chance.
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After Ling Shiqing returned to the room, she listened to the noisy fighting outside and frowned but did not open the window to take a look.
"Who is that person?" Madam Qing looked at Ling Shiqing and asked.
"He was originally a young man in our Le'an City. When my father was young, he had a baby marriage with his father. Who knew that this man would turn out to be such a confused thing when he grew up, so my father didn't want me to
After marrying this man, I later met Li Longqian. The man in black we met before must have been brought by He Ziang to harm Li Longqian." Ling Shiqing returned with a slightly trembling voice.
"You mean this person has harmed you?" Mrs. Qing asked with a frown.
"He just wants to kill Li Longqian, so that my engagement with Li Longqian will be cancelled, and he can continue to pester me." At this time, Ling Shiqing's body was still trembling slightly, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Madam Qing looked at Ling Shiqing's trembling body, gently held her in her arms, and comforted her: "It's okay, don't worry, Mr. Li won't die."
"I hope he is still alive." Ling Shiqing choked while lying in Mrs. Qing's arms.
Madam Qing patted Ling Shiqing's back gently and said nothing.
"I really caused trouble to you."
Ling Shiqing suddenly looked up at Madam Qing and said.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Even if Mr. Li is not here, I would still have to take care of such a thing if I were someone else." Mrs. Qing replied with a smile.