Qi Yaoling ignored him and continued to beat the man crazily. Blood came out of the man's mouth and soaked his bun, and dripped down drop by drop, but Qi Yaoling had no intention of stopping.
Yan Baiwei had to stop him: "Ling'er? Stop it first! Don't kill anyone!"
Qi Yaoling countered with a fierce move.
Yan Baiwei originally only wanted to stop him and didn't use any force, but he fought back brazenly and tried to kill him. Yan Baiwei could only raise his hands to parry.
The two exchanged more than a hundred moves at extremely fast speeds.
Compared to the horrifying pantomime just now that made people's heads tingle, their fight was even more thrilling, especially at the infrastructure construction site. The bricks and tiles under their feet were like flour, constantly shattering and scattering under their feet. The momentum was astonishing.
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Before everyone could recover, they heard a bang and Qi Yaoling fell back a few steps, covering her chest and bleeding from the corners of her mouth.
Yan Baiwei frowned deeply.
Qi Yaoling's kung fu is extremely high, and his skills are mysterious and treacherous. If he wants to defeat him, even thousands of moves may not succeed. He did this on purpose.
The next moment, a trace of blood appeared from the corner of Qi Yaoling's mouth. Qi Yaoling wiped it and said coldly: "Master Yan, long time no see!"
Yan Baiwei frowned and did not answer. His next sentence was: "I will definitely tell my master that you injured me as soon as you came back."
Yan Baiwei: "..."
Qi Yaoling immediately walked up to the big man just now.
The big man was getting up with difficulty and wanted to leave. As soon as Qi Yaoling passed by, his knees weakened and he knelt on the ground.
Qi Yaoling said coldly: "You should be lucky that your knife did not cut off the bamboo, otherwise, your head would never be still on your neck at this moment!"
The big man kept kowtowing, and Qi Yaoling continued: "Go away, if anyone dares to cause trouble here, first consider how many of my moves you can block with your skills!"
The big man didn't even dare to pick up the knife, so he turned around and ran away.
Qi Yaoling went to the outlet of the spring to wash his hands, took back the snacks from the scholar just now, and smiled slightly: "Thank you."
He was handsome and his skin was white. The blood stain was particularly conspicuous. The man said anxiously: "You're welcome."
He nodded and left. Yan Baiwei bowed his hand to the familiar scholar.
Someone immediately told him the cause and effect. Yan Baiwei was eager to return home and had no intention of listening more, so he said: "Okay, Yan will go back and take a look before talking." He cupped his hands and left.
But when I came home and asked, Tang Shijin was not there. I asked where he had gone, but he didn't know.
Yan Baiwei had to take a shower and change clothes first. After waiting for a long time, Tang Shijin still didn't come back.
Yan Baiwei had no choice but to find her.
When he met Qi Yaoling head-on, he thought he could complain safely and keep the blood, but he didn't expect that he had already washed and changed his clothes.
Yan Baiwei said: "Ling'er, where is Jin'er?"
Qi Yaoling said coldly: "Who allowed you to call me that? Who are you? Are you worthy of calling me by my name?"
Renyi next to him couldn't bear it anymore: "Your master is my master's fiancée, then my master is your elder. What is your attitude!"
Qi Yaoling chuckled: "Don't worry about relationships. If you want to be my elder, you have to see if you are qualified first!"
Ren Yi said angrily: "Who is our master? He is willing to treat you as your elder because of the merits of your ancestors!"
"Ha..." Qi Yaoling sneered: "What kind of bullshit character? Isn't he just a person who has died a long time ago? What is there to be proud of? Even the guy in the Jinluan Palace is just a stupid pig, what good things can he produce?
?Why do you still have the nerve to say it?"
Yan Baiwei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
He could guess it, so he wasn't surprised.
He had no intention of arguing with him, so he changed his words and said, "Qi Jiu, where is Jin'er?"
Qi Yaoling sneered: "Why should I tell you??"
In fact, of course he knew, and he was about to file a complaint. Since he saw it, he didn't go and just retreated.
Where did Tang Shijin go? She went to the paper mill on the mountain.
In order to accommodate Li Yuan and others, a large courtyard was built behind the paper mill. Mr. Tang always paid attention to employee welfare, so the building here is not like an employee dormitory, but like home, very warm and comfortable, I envy other words
Shadow Guards don’t want it.
And now, she is in this courtyard.
The shadow guards who had been sent out to "collect the wind" were coming back one after another. Tang Shijin had always maintained a habit. No matter how busy and tired she was, even if she stayed up until midnight, she would definitely meet the shadow guards who came back to collect the wind and listen to their personal experiences.
I would also write down the scenes and feelings I saw and what they brought back, and copy them by hand.
For her, this is a process of collecting information. There is no Internet these days, so she can only collect it through this stupid method.
Every piece of information may be an opportunity, or more likely, money.
But in Qi Yaoling's view, Tang Shijin wanted to go out last year but couldn't. This year she had to work hard for Yan Baiwei and still couldn't go out. So she was forced to listen to the world in this way, which was equivalent to going out by herself...
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Just thinking about it makes me feel aggrieved for her.
Yan Baiwei searched around but couldn't find her.
Instead, I took a look around the small town under construction.
To be honest, when they first came back, they were all shocked and almost didn't dare to recognize it. It felt like they had been away for ten or eight years. Everything was completely new. The several shops that had been built were all carved and painted, each with its own characteristics, and even some
Several places have already opened.
The man in saffron brown and the lady in green cloth headscarf were greeted and sent off one by one skillfully, with their heads held high. If you didn't look at their faces, you would hardly know that these people were originally ordinary people in the village. It cannot be said that they have been reborn.
, anyway, it’s not Wu Xia Ameng.
Moreover, everyone's high-spirited and energetic attitude towards life was particularly touching. He didn't even know how she did it.
By the time it got dark and workers everywhere had finished their work and had lunch, Tang Shijin hadn't come back yet.
Yan Baiwei could only go home first, thinking that even if Qi Yaoling didn't tell, Hua Shenglin and Xu Tianlu would be able to ask.
As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhuang Yu walking in with a young lady. When he saw him, he turned around.
Zhuang Yu smiled and cupped his hands: "Prince Yan, long time no see."
Yan Baiwei returned the gift: "Mr. Zhuang."
Zhuang Yu said: "This is my granddaughter. Because it is inconvenient to live in Wujue Villa with my granddaughter, I stayed in Guizhuang."
Zhuang Zhilan bowed obediently and said, "Little girl Zhilan, I would like to pay my respects to Prince Yan."
Yan Baiwei was slightly startled.
The Zhuang family was from a Confucian family with a great reputation and a senior official position. Although he had the title of eldest son, he was her equal. Even if he was regarded as the master of Wuyou Villa, it would not be appropriate for her to pay her respects.
It seems like I already know something.
Yan Baiwei's face remained calm and he just said: "I don't dare to take it seriously."
At the same time, he said to Zhuang Yu: "It's an honor."
Seeing that the grandfather and grandson were going to the living room for dinner, he gestured with his hands and said, "Please."
Entering the hall, Gui Lao was already there, and several people were chatting. Qi Yaoling came over with Xi Yuanmu, but Hua Shenglin and Xu Tianlu were not seen.
Yan Baiwei could only ask Xi Yuanmu: "Where is Jin'er? Where did he go?"
Xi Yuanmu opened his mouth to speak when Qi Yaoling coughed coldly.
Then Xi Yuanmu looked at him and said to Yan Baiwei: "I don't know, but even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you."
Yan Baiwei: "..."
It's not necessary.
This last sentence really doesn't need to be said, really.
But he had no choice but to look down and see the food being served. Qi Yaoling didn't even have the intention to wait for Tang Shijin. It was obvious that he didn't come back to eat often, so he could only eat with them silently.
If Tang Shijin was here, he would eat with everyone, but Zhuang Zhilan suddenly came to the living room to eat, so he could only set up a screen for her.