The two most proud things for men are the two most unfortunate things for men during the wedding night and the title of the Golden List, the two most unfortunate things for men are the wife stealing the man and finding out that their clone suddenly doesn't work.
Hearing Fang Xuejian talking about the word "eunuch", the scholar in the green shirt subconsciously reached out to his crotch and touched it. His body shivered, and a pale face as pale as paper suddenly turned blood red. He gasped in his mouth, and his two eyes suddenly popped out like a dead fish. He stared at Fang Xuejian fiercely, like a wounded wolf.
The man's forehead, nose, and eyebrows were covered with beads of sweat, one by one, rolling down from his face that kept twitching. The scholar in the green shirt suddenly screamed: Where is my cock? Where is my cock? Where is my cock? Where is my cock? Please tell me quickly, where is my cock?
Crazy screams with sad crying, floating back and forth in the depressed house, making people cry when they smell it
Are you fucking over? It's so loud that it's so noisy!
The tall man cursed hatefully, let go of Fang Xuejian's arm with his right hand, swung his arm, and punched him hard on his face.
The scholar in the green shirt struggled, finally lifted half of his upper body, and was hit hard by a heavy punch in front of him. He immediately turned dizzy, and his throat became sweet, and a large mouthful of blood was sprayed out, which made Fang Xuejian's head and face full of his face.
Blood flew towards us, Fang Xuejian wanted to turn his head and avoid it, but there was no time in a hurry, not to mention that he was weak at this time, his movements were as slow as a snail, and his head was already covered in a mess.
As he turned his head, Fang Xuejian suddenly saw a trembling golden light passing by in the corner of his eyes, pressing against his belly, heading straight to the fatal key of his lower body. He felt a sudden thrill in his heart. He stretched out his right arm and shot a flying cannon like a pegasus and meteor, hitting a hard entity, at least one bone shattered under his right fist.
Ten-full-tonifying wine, plus the candle with the Seven-worm soft-gluten fragrance, when you meet fresh blood, no matter you have the ability to reach the sky and the ability to enter the earth, you must become a reptile
Sichuan Tangmen's unique medicine has been tried and tried. You can only buy a small bag of 30,000 taels of silver. A small bag is only enough to numb thirty people.
In the past, Yàn Tiexin used this wonderful anesthetic to control the leaders of the other seven gates, and successfully alliance and reorganized the Yellow River Caogang.
At the auction venue of the Hundred Flowers Festival, Fang Xuejian was able to shout a sky-high price of 50,000 taels, and the silver notes in his pocket were naturally stacked.
For this much money, it is worth taking out the extremely precious anesthetic again and using it.
Old Bao was sure to win, stood by and watched the show with a smile, killed people and shared the spoils. It was his specialty. He had been accustomed to life and death for twenty-one years after his debut.
In his eyes, human life is not much different from ants and bed bugs.
His belly was slowly thinking about how to clean the final battlefield. Old man Qiu couldn't keep it, and a family of five didn't keep it.
Two eunuchs who cut their eggs will inevitably suffer for a lifetime. You might as well be kind and give them a ride.
What about these two brothers?
Just a bowl of rice, one person eats, three people can only drink porridge, alas, porridge is not full
The woman next to her was asked by Long Sihai, so she could only take more money on the road.
Lao Bao's hot eyes slowly moved from the sharp castration knife in Doctor Qiu's hand to Chu He who was lying at the door. He was guessing that the thin lake silk was more than the shape of a pair of mountains beneath the armor. He suddenly changed sharply. Doctor Qiu's head was hit by Fang Xuejian's right fist, and he died before he could say a word.
Before Lao Bao could react, Doctor Qiu's shriveled body had already pounced into his arms. The huge momentum that surged instantly made him take seven steps back until he leaned against the wall on the other end to stabilize his body.
In the field of vision, the tall and slender neck was pinched by Fang Xuejian's palm, and the two twisted into a ball at the head of the bed.
The short man was stunned and hurriedly let go of Fang Xuejian's ankle, and hit his belly with both fists, like raindrops.
Fang Xuejian took two punches on his lower abdomen, and a burst of blood swelled. He shouted loudly, and his strength surged. He used his right hand to snatch the tall man's neck, kicked out his left leg, and a dark cloud cover, and his instep kissed him on the Baihui acupoint on his head.
The short man's eyes turned white, and his half-hit fist stopped in place. His originally short and thick neck was pressed into his body by a force of gravity. A big head seemed to grow directly on his shoulders.
His body shook unconsciously, and then fell to the ground like a pool of mud
Lao Bao was stunned for a moment. He couldn't figure out why the person who was numb by the Seven Worm Soft Positives suddenly changed from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered to a man-eating tiger.
Fortunately, he is a person who is accustomed to life and death. He has been in the world for 21 years, and has 237 major and large battles, killing 593 enemies and being injured 73.
In Lao Bao's own words, those who crawl in and out of the dead are all terrible.
Lao Bao didn't wait for Fang Xue to pull away the tall corpse, and had already picked up Doctor Qiu's body and threw it over. He was short and swooped, and three consecutive steps like a leopard.
While Doctor Qiu's body hit Fang Xuejian's arm, he picked up a three-strand steel fork on the ground, and then a very rapid and thorny man wanted to nail Doctor Qiu and Fang Xuejian to the bed together.
The three tips of the steel fork emit a striking cold light under the green light, so sharp that it can pierce a person's soul.
Lao Bao's big hands are thick and powerful. These hands hold the same steel fork and have killed countless enemies.
In his proud and confident eyes, three steel forks were like a straight lightning flash, gently cutting through Doctor Qiu's clothes and piercing into his old and contracting muscles.
Fang Xue gradually opened his eyes and his fearful eyes. The distance between the steel forks was quickly shortened in his eyes. The skin that was attached to Doctor Qiu could clearly feel the sharp pain of the broken belly.
This time, he thought he was dead
With a chuckle, a grey thing suddenly fell from the roof, and fell on the wooden handle of three steel forks, which miraculously broke into two pieces.
Under the action of inertia, Lao Bao held a piece of wooden stick and continued to stab him forward.
If this piece of wooden stick is stabbed directly on Fang Xuejian's body, it may cause some damage. Unfortunately, it is the body of Doctor Qiu. Puff, the wooden stick penetrates two inches of the muscle.
Old Bao widened his eyes, and in his incredible eyes, Fang Xuejian's iron fist no longer knocked him out.
Blood splattered everywhere, Lao Bao's honest face completely disappeared, replaced by a face that could not distinguish between nose, mouth, and flesh and blood.
The candlelight dimmed and then pulled up again. The sound of a stroke in the room stopped suddenly. Lao Bao stood straight in front of the bed, holding the stick in both hands, maintaining a very thorny posture. His unbelievable eyes were firmly staring at the broken mouth on the steel fork. His bloody lips moved, and he spit out a few words that no one could understand, and then fell down straight
Fang Xuejian was shocked and pulled the quilt and wiped his face. While pushing away Doctor Qiu's body, he looked up at the roof, which was exposed with a hole as big as a tiled. You could see two stars blinking in the night sky.
Hello, hey, hero, benefactor, can you come down to meet or report your name so that Fang has a chance in the future and can you repay you well?
Suddenly a figure flashed in the room, a man in black wearing a mask rushed in from the door, and carried the scholar in blue without saying a word, running out of the room, his movements were fast and light, like a ghost.
Hello, hey, this is too rude. Although you are my savior, you should always call him, don't run away, wait for me
Fang Xuejian stepped out of bed. As soon as he came to his senses, the masked man had already carried a scholar in blue shirt and ran out. He hurried to the door, picked up the unconscious Chuhe and chased after him.
Running out of the yard quickly, a cool breeze blew past his face, Fang Xuejian's mind was much refreshed, and the depression in his chest also relieved a lot of moonlight from the long street, but the trace of the masked man was gone
He thought, jumped up, climbed the branch of a big elm tree at the entrance of the hospital, and looked around carefully. He saw a large black shadow in the north that was quickly turning around the corner and disappeared.
He was delighted, jumped off the ground, ran away, and chased after him
The two of them have a burden, but their body movements are still very fast. One is chasing for their lives, and the other is trying every means to escape. It is also considered as a match for the opponent. They will meet the good talent and run away for half a dozen times.
The masked man tried his best to pick the secluded alleys and drill in the corners. He turned around from time to time to look at Fang Xuejian who was following him. He saw him following him like a candy. No matter how hard he ran, he still stuck to his butt, unable to shake it off or pull it off. He jumped onto the roof and climbed up the eaves and walls in Luoyang City.
This made his heart even more popular. Fang Xuejian had been a gentleman on the beam several times. Jumping over the wall was his strength. He cheered up his spirits and took his luck. He was whispering under his feet. The house walls retreated one after another, and he was getting closer and closer.
After running for half a stick of incense, a small hill with gentle slope appeared in front of it. There was a dark forest on the slope, with an area of more than ten hectares.
The man in black jumped off a wall and ran over, as if his feet were not touching the ground. His figure flashed and he entered the forest.
Fang Xuejian came to Luoyang for the first time. He was unfamiliar with the place and ran so many roads around the bush. At this moment, he couldn't even tell the difference between the southeast, southwest and northwest.
No matter how hard the news was, he had heard of this old saying in the world. He flew down to the ground and wandered along the edge of the forest for a moment, and couldn't make up his mind whether to go in or not.
He looked down at Chuhe in his arms. A layer of healthy rouge appeared under his white jade-like facial skin. His brows were slightly frowned, and a pink mouth was tightly pursed. His breathing was sometimes gentle, sometimes rapid, and he was still not awake.
Fang Xuejian's face silently opened a gentle smile, and he felt sweet in his heart. He kissed her eyelids and said softly: Good wife, you sleep soundly
Chu He whispered, turned half of his body in his arms, opened his arms and hugged his waist, and murmured: Brother Xuejian, don’t leave me, those two women are so evil, with them, you will never remember He'er again
Two rows of curved long eyelashes trembled slightly, breathing heavily, but they were talking in their sleep
The blurred moonlight shines through the sparse branches and leaves by the forest, shining on the first lotus' forehead, adding a bit of bright color to her
The rotating fallen leaves surround the two of them, flying like butterflies. Fang Xuejian stood firmly under the tree, and was fascinated by the moment.
Ah! A painful scream suddenly came from the depths of the forest. It was the voice of the scholar in blue-shirted Fang Xuejian's body was like an arrow from the string, and he shot in.
The fallen leaves and dead branches in the woods were covered with the ground. As soon as he stepped on it, he rustled. He couldn't care about so many things. With the spots of light and shadow, he jumped left and right, avoiding the trunks and shrubs blocking the way, and quickly rushed to a dead grassland in the middle of the forest.
The scholar in green clothes lay straight on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. The man in black squatted on the ground with his back facing Fang Xuejian, not knowing what he was doing
Fang Xuejian saw her back with a petite and roundness, and thought to himself that she was a woman, a man with a woman carrying more than 100 pounds on her back, and she could walk as fast as she could. This light skill was terrifying.
Stepping forward, Fang Xuejian quietly walked behind the masked man. He looked over and saw that she was pouring out a pill from a white jade bottle and feeding it to the mouth of the scholar in blue. Her left palm was formed with a force of the crane's mouth. She pointed the index finger at the dragon leap orifice three points on the tip of his ear, swinging slightly
The scholar in the green shirt heard Ah again, and woke up. There was no trace of blood on his pale face, and even his two eyes were gray, and he didn't look angry at all.
When the pill encountered saliva, it melted and flowed into his stomach and intestines along the throat. The pain in his lower body was slightly weakened, so he would not faint when he woke up.
Fang Xuejian saw that her palms were slender and white, and they were even more delicate than the white jade bottle. She smelled a very strange fragrance in her nose, which was cool, as if the fragrance of ice and snow, elusive.
He thought in his heart that this must be a very special beauty, but unfortunately he was wrapped too tightly and could not see his beauty. This is a great regret in life
The masked man's eyes were all on the Qingshan Scholar. Seeing his moans lighter, he said softly: This young master, can you borrow your book "The Song of the Nishang and Feathered Clothes" for a few days?
The scholar in the green shirt stared at her weakly with gray eyes. After a while, he opened his mouth with difficulty and said: Who are you? Why do you know that I have the broken version of "The Song of the Nishang and the Feathered Yi"?
Fang Xuejian sneered and said: You are boasting at the Hundred Flowers Festival. Who else in Luoyang City doesn’t know that you have the “Nichang Feather Clothes” written by Li Longji, the half-natural wolf emperor? Stop talking nonsense, take it out quickly. This world’s No. 1 heroine who is soaked in fish and geese, and is ashamed of the moon, is your life savior, and is also my life savior. Of course, I am also your life savior.
The scholar in green clothes turned his head and looked at Fang Xuejian, then looked at the masked man for a while, then he trembled and took out the book "The Song of the Nishang Feather Clothes" from his arms. Two lines of clear tears suddenly slid down from the corners of his eyes. The moonlight shone on his pale face, and his appearance was desolate and sad.
The scholar in Qingshan choked and said: The remnant book of this book "The Song of the Nishang Feathers" was written by Emperor Xuanzong. My Feng family has been passed down from generation to generation, and has been preserved for twenty-three generations. I didn't expect that Feng Bao, who suffered a great disaster today, became a useless person, and could no longer pass on the family line. I am ashamed of the ancestors and ancestors underground. If you want to see, you must just take it, but you must promise me one thing.
The masked man nodded
Our Feng family's ancestors were musicians in the Tang Palace. During the Anshi Rebellion, they fled to the countryside. Because of their exhaustion, they passed away soon. When he passed away, he left a last wish, which was to let Feng's descendants, no matter what method they used, they would definitely add half of the "Nichang Yuyi Song". Unfortunately, it has been passed down for more than 20 generations. Feng family has never had outstanding music talents, and has delayed them for many years.
The music score was passed to me, a stupid person, and it was even more of a secret pearl. In the past two years, I traveled all over Chang'an, Luoyang, Kaifeng and Zhengzhou to visit famous teachers. Unfortunately, none of them liked it. Until thirteen days ago, I happened to pass outside the Zuixiang Tower and heard the sound of the piano of Miss Liu Qingyan. I was shocked and made up my mind to give her this broken score. But I couldn't find a suitable opportunity to see her alone, so I used it as a long gown to participate in the "Hundred Flowers Festival". Unfortunately, she was bought by a Western Region Hu Fan and wanted to marry another girl far away. What I asked for was that after you read this music score, can you hand it over to her?
Fang Xuejian saw that he had been nagging about a broken book so much, and the bargaining was not over. He was already tired of it. He snatched the song of "The Song of the Nichang and Feather Clothes" from his hand and respectfully handed it to the masked man, saying: Big Female Girl, just take this broken book. As for that Liu Qingyan, maybe he was pressed under the spear now by a man who was a long spear and screamed. He had forgotten his surname, and it didn't make much sense to hand it over to her...
The masked man suddenly turned his head, glared at him with an extremely bright clear eyes, raised his left arm, and hit Fang Xuejian's forehead, and his toes lightly on the ground, his light body was like a sliding bird, jumping onto a horizontal branch of Paulownia, holding his fists in the air, and said: Young Master, please rest assured, your wish, the little woman will definitely try every means to complete the "Tianshan Snow Lotus Pill" for you one pill a day, and she will recover in half a month.
After a few ups and downs, my body was like a beating projectile, which quickly penetrated into the darkness and quickly went far away.
Fang Xuejian unexpectedly made a sudden attack, and a powerful force hit her forehead, and she immediately fell to the ground, holding Chu He in her arms tightly, for fear of losing her hand.
As soon as his head hit the ground, his neck became cold and a round thing fell on it. He was startled. If this thing was a flying knife, how could he have life?
I heard the five words of Tianshan Snow Lotus Pill in my ears, and my heart moved. Isn’t I going to Tianshan by running around for thousands of miles?
This man has such high martial arts skills and has something from the Tianshan Mountain in his hand. Maybe he is from Piaomiao Peak. He suddenly woke up and shouted: Female hero, Female hero, please stay, I...I want to ask for advice...
There were trees, densely packed with guards standing guard, and the shouting sounded echoed deep in the forest. Where was the masked woman's figure?
Fang Xuejian felt bored, closed his mouth, touched the white jade bottle from the ground, lay there and recalled the woman's every move just now, trying hard to find some clues
He closed his eyes and lay on the ground for a while, but he was confused and had no clue. Finally, he sighed and was about to get up when he heard Chu He in his arms murmuring: Brother Xuejian, I am so scared, those two women are vixen, you must not buy them
A sudden enlightenment appeared in his mind, and he laughed, a carp jumped up, his heart was as bright as a mirror.
The masked man's eyes were so dazzling, like two extremely rare black agate. Who else would be there except the Qing Gongren of Zuixianglou and Miss Liu Qingyan, who had the unparalleled piano skills in the world?
Only people like her will be interested in this half of the ragged "Nichang Yuyi Song"
Brother Feng Bao, are you so big, counting the stars? Fang Xuejian lowered his noble head, looked at the scholar in blue shirt standing on the ground, and stretched out a palm and waved it as if he showed off.
... Feng Bao looked at the sky with his eyes, his lips moved, and he silently recited a few words of Zhuan.
Don't whisper so quietly, say it out loud, maybe I can help you?
Fang Xuejian bent down, his expression on his face was indescribably amiable, like a senior central official who visited the people's homes to inspect the people's sentiments.
Why do you want to steal my music score? What if she doesn't hand it over to Miss Liu? This is the lifeblood of our Feng family!
Feng Bao's sudden burst of throat scared him, Fang Xuejian took a step back and said with a smile: Why are you so angry? The lifeblood of your Feng family is not... Hehe... Let's make a bet, if the masked girl handed over "Nichang Yuyi Song" to Miss Liu, I will lend you a few drops of blood for use.
OK, I'll bet with you, if the music can't be played by Miss Liu, you will pay me 80,000 taels of silver
Wow~~ You are too cruel. The complete "Fu of the Great Compassion of Heaven and Earth" with colorful illustrations is only sold for five cents of silver in a bookstore, and half of the ragged "Nichang and Feathered Clothes" is worth 80,000 taels of silver? I don't believe it if I kill you. I will pay at most eight taels of silver. Do you want to follow you?
Seventy-nine thousand taels
Jiuliang, you can buy thirty copies of "The Legend of the Idiot"
Seventy-eight thousand taels
Don't be too greedy for ten taels, brother, ten taels of silver, you can hold a basket of "Su Nu's Heart Sutra"
Half an hour later, a fierce price tug-of-war finally came to an end
Fang Xuejian fell to the ground sweating profusely, gasping for breath, and laughed: Your candy is really tough, 1,990 taels of silver, and "Lancao Monk" can keep a house.
I don't raise a monk, Feng Bao is also blushing and red in his ears.
Fang Xuejian turned his head and looked at him. Seeing him pursing his lips and looking serious, he couldn't help laughing. If he hadn't been holding Chu He in his arms, he would have rolled and played on the grass.
After finally stopping laughing, Fang Xuejian gasped and said: Actually, that masked man is Miss Liu. In the whole city of Luoyang, who would be interested in your ragged thing except her? Right? Don't tell me you don't believe it.
Feng Bao lay there without saying a word for a long time, his eyes gradually became blurred, as if he was about to fall asleep. He suddenly opened his eyes, sighed softly, and said: She has such good skills, why should she go to that kind of place?
Fang Xuejian looked up at the sky, and the little bits of starlight fell down, and it was intertwined into a flowing fog in his eyes. He sighed quietly and said: Maybe she has any unknown difficulties, a promise, a hatred or a period of practice?
What do you want blood?
I'm awakening. She hasn't woken up yet. She must have been infected with a strange poison.
Why can my blood detoxify?
I've been infected with the same poison, but the blood you spit out from you makes me feel normal
OK, you punch me, aim it at the stomach
Alas, you are so generous, but you don't have to work so hard, just bite a finger and apply blood on her face
Why can't I even think of such a simple thing? Am I really stupid? Feng Bao bit his finger
It’s not you who are stupid, it’s me who are smart. Fang Xuejian stretched out his index finger, wiped the blood, and applied it to Chuhe’s face
Your wife is so beautiful. Feng Bao looked at the Chuhe bathed in the silver moonlight with envy. His beautiful face is like a blooming pink peony.
People with eyes say this, Fang Xuejian stretched out his hand and wiped another drop of blood. Looking at Chu He's slightly trembling eyelids, his heart was sweeter than eating honey. Although you lost a bet, I will still pay you that 1,990 taels of silver. With so much money, it is no problem to marry a wife of seven or eighth houses... Oh, sorry, I forgot where you are...
It doesn't matter, this is an unchangeable fact. Feng Bao turned his head, and there was a faint light of tears in his eyes, and his voice was choking.
Brother Feng Bao, what are your plans in the future? Seeing him like this, Fang Xuejian secretly called himself an annoying ghost
I have sold all the land and houses at home, so I can only take one step in the future. I want to go back to my hometown Shenzhou (now Shenzhou, Hebei) first, and then go to Beijing to take a look. Alas, there have been wars for many years, and Beijing is not peaceful.
Haha, you have to find a place to recover from the injury first, Brother Feng Bao, we are destined to be together, why not go back to Longmen Inn with me?
Feng Bao smiled and said: Haven’t you asked your brother Taifu yet?
Fang Xuejian is generous and generous, learn endlessly, prevent problems from happening, just call us Brother Fang
As expected, a good name is as good as it is. It is generous, diligent and studious. Haha, brothers cannot move now, and it depends on Brother Fang to help him.
Fang Xuejian thought you were not stupid. You learned to flatter people so quickly and strive for excellence. The future is limitless. Haha, and patted your chest and said: There is no reason why you don’t help me, Brother Feng Bao, don’t worry, Fang Xuejian is definitely not the kind of person who will never save you.
Just as he was about to brag about himself, Chu He in his arms suddenly said, opened his confused eyes and woke up
OK, OK, kiss my wife, you finally wake up, I'm almost anxious
Chu He saw that it was him, and his eyes gradually became brighter. He suddenly reached out and wiped his face and asked: What is this? It's dirty.
Fang Xuejian laughed and raised his chin at Feng Bao, saying: This is Brother Feng Bao's blood, you have it on your face, thanks to him, otherwise you will not be able to wake up.
Chu He touched his face, and he climbed up from his arms. He saw Feng Bao's index finger was red and still bleeding. He yelled and hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief from his arms, went up to wrap it for him, and said: Thank you so much, I want you to shed so much blood.
Wherever, whoever sees a cute and beautiful woman like you will do this? Feng Bao forced a smile, his face was pale and weak, he said, "You can marry you as a wife, Brother Fang is really a blessing.
Chuhe's pink face turned slightly red. She looked back at Fang Xuejian, then lowered her head, her eyes full of shyness and joy.
Fang Xuejian looked up at the moon in the sky, and felt proud. He tried to resist it and said seriously: Brother Feng Bao, it was already too late, so let's go back to the inn now.
Qin and Feng naturally had no objection Fang Xuejian carved Feng Bao, Chu He followed behind, and the three of them went out of the woods and found a way back.
When I was walking on the eaves and walls just now, Fang Xuejian didn't remember the road, and Chu He was in a coma
Although Feng Bao has lived in Luoyang City for more than three months, the roads are complicated and he can't recognize these many things for a while.
Under the moonlight, there is no obvious difference between houses and houses, streets and streets, not to mention that he lost too much blood and was dizzy. When he looked out, he might even be inverted.
The three of them walked through the streets and alleys, walking around like headless flies, making them even more confused.
Fang Xuejian was upset and saw a tall gatehouse in front of him. He flashed his inspiration and greeted Chu He, put down Feng Bao's body, and took the force twice on the stone pillar, jumped to the top of the gatehouse five meters high. Looking around, he saw a dark black dragon lying there more than a hundred meters away, about twenty meters wide. Isn't it the Luoshui River?
Now that there is a chance, the three of them set off again and turned two dark alleys. At the end of the long street is Luoshui River, and not far away is a stone marina.
Fang Xuejian and Chuhe worked together to wash away the dirt on their face with the cool river water.
This is the north bank of Luoshui. Longmen Inn is on the other side of the river. You must find a bridge to pass by.
The three of them walked along the river bank and walked half a stick of incense and did not find the bridge, but returned to the afternoon watching the Beautiful Girls' Performance in Luoshen Garden
Fang Xuejian slowed down and looked back at the two mighty stone lions at the door. Suddenly he remembered himself asking the strange look of the owner of Luoshen Garden. His heart moved and asked Feng Bao behind him: Brother Feng Bao, do you know who the owner of this "LuoShenyuan" is?
Feng Bao opened his sleepy eyes and said faintly: I heard that this is the private residence of the boss of the Cao Gang.
Cao Gang? Is it very powerful?
I don't know, I've always been uninterested in these gangs.
The moon is in the sky, and the three of them walked along the desolate long street for a while. On one side is the famous Yaoniang Dike, on the other side is the red high wall of Luoshen Garden, and not far from the front is the Tianjin Bridge
Fang Xuejian suddenly stopped, turned to face Chu He, and said: He'er, I didn't take you to "Longmian Villa" last time. This time, we will go to this "Luo Shenyuan" for another trip. How are you okay?
Chu He clapped his hands and smiled: OK, OK, go in and see if the flower table is still there?
Feng Bao heard that the two of them were so excited that they wanted to break into a private house. That was illegal. He was determined to object, but he was powerless to stop him and had to pretend to be asleep.
Fang Xuejian walked to the embankment and carefully stuffed Feng Bao's body into the reeds. He broke more than ten pieces of it on his body, so as not to find out by passers-by.
The two looked at each other and smiled, ran to the road ahead for a while in the evening breeze. They stopped seven or eight feet away from the gate, and jumped onto the high wall together.
Both of them have the ability to play the light skills of Lingbo Weibu. They are as light as Yàn, and they are outstanding among the second-rate masters in the world. Moreover, they have walked back and forth in the garden in the afternoon, and they are familiar with the roads and even more so.
The two of them used the uneven stacked stones and lush flowers and trees to avoid teams of night patrol servants carrying lanterns. After crossing the bluestone bridge, they flew up to the roof of the corridor, and ran towards the open space like two raccoon cats.
Turning around a rockery more than four meters high, the flower platform is still there in the view
Chu He excitedly held Fang Xuejian's hand, jumped over, jumped onto the flower platform, and learned the posture of the Persian beauty, stretched her arms upward, doing the swaying and twisting of her waist, and her breasts and buttocks, which had a unique seductive attitude, but the movements were a bit clumsy and looked strange.
Fang Xuejian laughed and jumped onto the stage, with his arms flat, and also learned the posture of the Persian beauty, swayed his head and said with a smile: Wife, let's compare, who learns like a lot...
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a lion-like roar from behind the flower table, and then the sound of things like crackling sticks hitting the human body. It sounded very dull and dumb, as if it had been heard from several doors.
The two were shocked, their hearts pounding, and they looked at each other and found that their faces were pale.
Fang Xuejian took Chu He's cold little hand and pointed at the roof.
The two of them took a light step, took some force on the edge of the flower platform pillar, and jumped to the roof.
The two of them walked along the ridge, cautiously for fear that they would be noticed by the people in the house.
Stop at a position in the middle, gently uncover a few tiles, revealing a five-inch-wide hole
Fang Xuejian looked down and saw eight gray-clothed men holding wooden sticks in the middle of the room besieging a stout man with bare upper body.
Hearing Fang Xuejian talking about the word "eunuch", the scholar in the green shirt subconsciously reached out to his crotch and touched it. His body shivered, and a pale face as pale as paper suddenly turned blood red. He gasped in his mouth, and his two eyes suddenly popped out like a dead fish. He stared at Fang Xuejian fiercely, like a wounded wolf.
The man's forehead, nose, and eyebrows were covered with beads of sweat, one by one, rolling down from his face that kept twitching. The scholar in the green shirt suddenly screamed: Where is my cock? Where is my cock? Where is my cock? Where is my cock? Please tell me quickly, where is my cock?
Crazy screams with sad crying, floating back and forth in the depressed house, making people cry when they smell it
Are you fucking over? It's so loud that it's so noisy!
The tall man cursed hatefully, let go of Fang Xuejian's arm with his right hand, swung his arm, and punched him hard on his face.
The scholar in the green shirt struggled, finally lifted half of his upper body, and was hit hard by a heavy punch in front of him. He immediately turned dizzy, and his throat became sweet, and a large mouthful of blood was sprayed out, which made Fang Xuejian's head and face full of his face.
Blood flew towards us, Fang Xuejian wanted to turn his head and avoid it, but there was no time in a hurry, not to mention that he was weak at this time, his movements were as slow as a snail, and his head was already covered in a mess.
As he turned his head, Fang Xuejian suddenly saw a trembling golden light passing by in the corner of his eyes, pressing against his belly, heading straight to the fatal key of his lower body. He felt a sudden thrill in his heart. He stretched out his right arm and shot a flying cannon like a pegasus and meteor, hitting a hard entity, at least one bone shattered under his right fist.
Ten-full-tonifying wine, plus the candle with the Seven-worm soft-gluten fragrance, when you meet fresh blood, no matter you have the ability to reach the sky and the ability to enter the earth, you must become a reptile
Sichuan Tangmen's unique medicine has been tried and tried. You can only buy a small bag of 30,000 taels of silver. A small bag is only enough to numb thirty people.
In the past, Yàn Tiexin used this wonderful anesthetic to control the leaders of the other seven gates, and successfully alliance and reorganized the Yellow River Caogang.
At the auction venue of the Hundred Flowers Festival, Fang Xuejian was able to shout a sky-high price of 50,000 taels, and the silver notes in his pocket were naturally stacked.
For this much money, it is worth taking out the extremely precious anesthetic again and using it.
Old Bao was sure to win, stood by and watched the show with a smile, killed people and shared the spoils. It was his specialty. He had been accustomed to life and death for twenty-one years after his debut.
In his eyes, human life is not much different from ants and bed bugs.
His belly was slowly thinking about how to clean the final battlefield. Old man Qiu couldn't keep it, and a family of five didn't keep it.
Two eunuchs who cut their eggs will inevitably suffer for a lifetime. You might as well be kind and give them a ride.
What about these two brothers?
Just a bowl of rice, one person eats, three people can only drink porridge, alas, porridge is not full
The woman next to her was asked by Long Sihai, so she could only take more money on the road.
Lao Bao's hot eyes slowly moved from the sharp castration knife in Doctor Qiu's hand to Chu He who was lying at the door. He was guessing that the thin lake silk was more than the shape of a pair of mountains beneath the armor. He suddenly changed sharply. Doctor Qiu's head was hit by Fang Xuejian's right fist, and he died before he could say a word.
Before Lao Bao could react, Doctor Qiu's shriveled body had already pounced into his arms. The huge momentum that surged instantly made him take seven steps back until he leaned against the wall on the other end to stabilize his body.
In the field of vision, the tall and slender neck was pinched by Fang Xuejian's palm, and the two twisted into a ball at the head of the bed.
The short man was stunned and hurriedly let go of Fang Xuejian's ankle, and hit his belly with both fists, like raindrops.
Fang Xuejian took two punches on his lower abdomen, and a burst of blood swelled. He shouted loudly, and his strength surged. He used his right hand to snatch the tall man's neck, kicked out his left leg, and a dark cloud cover, and his instep kissed him on the Baihui acupoint on his head.
The short man's eyes turned white, and his half-hit fist stopped in place. His originally short and thick neck was pressed into his body by a force of gravity. A big head seemed to grow directly on his shoulders.
His body shook unconsciously, and then fell to the ground like a pool of mud
Lao Bao was stunned for a moment. He couldn't figure out why the person who was numb by the Seven Worm Soft Positives suddenly changed from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered to a man-eating tiger.
Fortunately, he is a person who is accustomed to life and death. He has been in the world for 21 years, and has 237 major and large battles, killing 593 enemies and being injured 73.
In Lao Bao's own words, those who crawl in and out of the dead are all terrible.
Lao Bao didn't wait for Fang Xue to pull away the tall corpse, and had already picked up Doctor Qiu's body and threw it over. He was short and swooped, and three consecutive steps like a leopard.
While Doctor Qiu's body hit Fang Xuejian's arm, he picked up a three-strand steel fork on the ground, and then a very rapid and thorny man wanted to nail Doctor Qiu and Fang Xuejian to the bed together.
The three tips of the steel fork emit a striking cold light under the green light, so sharp that it can pierce a person's soul.
Lao Bao's big hands are thick and powerful. These hands hold the same steel fork and have killed countless enemies.
In his proud and confident eyes, three steel forks were like a straight lightning flash, gently cutting through Doctor Qiu's clothes and piercing into his old and contracting muscles.
Fang Xue gradually opened his eyes and his fearful eyes. The distance between the steel forks was quickly shortened in his eyes. The skin that was attached to Doctor Qiu could clearly feel the sharp pain of the broken belly.
This time, he thought he was dead
With a chuckle, a grey thing suddenly fell from the roof, and fell on the wooden handle of three steel forks, which miraculously broke into two pieces.
Under the action of inertia, Lao Bao held a piece of wooden stick and continued to stab him forward.
If this piece of wooden stick is stabbed directly on Fang Xuejian's body, it may cause some damage. Unfortunately, it is the body of Doctor Qiu. Puff, the wooden stick penetrates two inches of the muscle.
Old Bao widened his eyes, and in his incredible eyes, Fang Xuejian's iron fist no longer knocked him out.
Blood splattered everywhere, Lao Bao's honest face completely disappeared, replaced by a face that could not distinguish between nose, mouth, and flesh and blood.
The candlelight dimmed and then pulled up again. The sound of a stroke in the room stopped suddenly. Lao Bao stood straight in front of the bed, holding the stick in both hands, maintaining a very thorny posture. His unbelievable eyes were firmly staring at the broken mouth on the steel fork. His bloody lips moved, and he spit out a few words that no one could understand, and then fell down straight
Fang Xuejian was shocked and pulled the quilt and wiped his face. While pushing away Doctor Qiu's body, he looked up at the roof, which was exposed with a hole as big as a tiled. You could see two stars blinking in the night sky.
Hello, hey, hero, benefactor, can you come down to meet or report your name so that Fang has a chance in the future and can you repay you well?
Suddenly a figure flashed in the room, a man in black wearing a mask rushed in from the door, and carried the scholar in blue without saying a word, running out of the room, his movements were fast and light, like a ghost.
Hello, hey, this is too rude. Although you are my savior, you should always call him, don't run away, wait for me
Fang Xuejian stepped out of bed. As soon as he came to his senses, the masked man had already carried a scholar in blue shirt and ran out. He hurried to the door, picked up the unconscious Chuhe and chased after him.
Running out of the yard quickly, a cool breeze blew past his face, Fang Xuejian's mind was much refreshed, and the depression in his chest also relieved a lot of moonlight from the long street, but the trace of the masked man was gone
He thought, jumped up, climbed the branch of a big elm tree at the entrance of the hospital, and looked around carefully. He saw a large black shadow in the north that was quickly turning around the corner and disappeared.
He was delighted, jumped off the ground, ran away, and chased after him
The two of them have a burden, but their body movements are still very fast. One is chasing for their lives, and the other is trying every means to escape. It is also considered as a match for the opponent. They will meet the good talent and run away for half a dozen times.
The masked man tried his best to pick the secluded alleys and drill in the corners. He turned around from time to time to look at Fang Xuejian who was following him. He saw him following him like a candy. No matter how hard he ran, he still stuck to his butt, unable to shake it off or pull it off. He jumped onto the roof and climbed up the eaves and walls in Luoyang City.
This made his heart even more popular. Fang Xuejian had been a gentleman on the beam several times. Jumping over the wall was his strength. He cheered up his spirits and took his luck. He was whispering under his feet. The house walls retreated one after another, and he was getting closer and closer.
After running for half a stick of incense, a small hill with gentle slope appeared in front of it. There was a dark forest on the slope, with an area of more than ten hectares.
The man in black jumped off a wall and ran over, as if his feet were not touching the ground. His figure flashed and he entered the forest.
Fang Xuejian came to Luoyang for the first time. He was unfamiliar with the place and ran so many roads around the bush. At this moment, he couldn't even tell the difference between the southeast, southwest and northwest.
No matter how hard the news was, he had heard of this old saying in the world. He flew down to the ground and wandered along the edge of the forest for a moment, and couldn't make up his mind whether to go in or not.
He looked down at Chuhe in his arms. A layer of healthy rouge appeared under his white jade-like facial skin. His brows were slightly frowned, and a pink mouth was tightly pursed. His breathing was sometimes gentle, sometimes rapid, and he was still not awake.
Fang Xuejian's face silently opened a gentle smile, and he felt sweet in his heart. He kissed her eyelids and said softly: Good wife, you sleep soundly
Chu He whispered, turned half of his body in his arms, opened his arms and hugged his waist, and murmured: Brother Xuejian, don’t leave me, those two women are so evil, with them, you will never remember He'er again
Two rows of curved long eyelashes trembled slightly, breathing heavily, but they were talking in their sleep
The blurred moonlight shines through the sparse branches and leaves by the forest, shining on the first lotus' forehead, adding a bit of bright color to her
The rotating fallen leaves surround the two of them, flying like butterflies. Fang Xuejian stood firmly under the tree, and was fascinated by the moment.
Ah! A painful scream suddenly came from the depths of the forest. It was the voice of the scholar in blue-shirted Fang Xuejian's body was like an arrow from the string, and he shot in.
The fallen leaves and dead branches in the woods were covered with the ground. As soon as he stepped on it, he rustled. He couldn't care about so many things. With the spots of light and shadow, he jumped left and right, avoiding the trunks and shrubs blocking the way, and quickly rushed to a dead grassland in the middle of the forest.
The scholar in green clothes lay straight on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. The man in black squatted on the ground with his back facing Fang Xuejian, not knowing what he was doing
Fang Xuejian saw her back with a petite and roundness, and thought to himself that she was a woman, a man with a woman carrying more than 100 pounds on her back, and she could walk as fast as she could. This light skill was terrifying.
Stepping forward, Fang Xuejian quietly walked behind the masked man. He looked over and saw that she was pouring out a pill from a white jade bottle and feeding it to the mouth of the scholar in blue. Her left palm was formed with a force of the crane's mouth. She pointed the index finger at the dragon leap orifice three points on the tip of his ear, swinging slightly
The scholar in the green shirt heard Ah again, and woke up. There was no trace of blood on his pale face, and even his two eyes were gray, and he didn't look angry at all.
When the pill encountered saliva, it melted and flowed into his stomach and intestines along the throat. The pain in his lower body was slightly weakened, so he would not faint when he woke up.
Fang Xuejian saw that her palms were slender and white, and they were even more delicate than the white jade bottle. She smelled a very strange fragrance in her nose, which was cool, as if the fragrance of ice and snow, elusive.
He thought in his heart that this must be a very special beauty, but unfortunately he was wrapped too tightly and could not see his beauty. This is a great regret in life
The masked man's eyes were all on the Qingshan Scholar. Seeing his moans lighter, he said softly: This young master, can you borrow your book "The Song of the Nishang and Feathered Clothes" for a few days?
The scholar in the green shirt stared at her weakly with gray eyes. After a while, he opened his mouth with difficulty and said: Who are you? Why do you know that I have the broken version of "The Song of the Nishang and the Feathered Yi"?
Fang Xuejian sneered and said: You are boasting at the Hundred Flowers Festival. Who else in Luoyang City doesn’t know that you have the “Nichang Feather Clothes” written by Li Longji, the half-natural wolf emperor? Stop talking nonsense, take it out quickly. This world’s No. 1 heroine who is soaked in fish and geese, and is ashamed of the moon, is your life savior, and is also my life savior. Of course, I am also your life savior.
The scholar in green clothes turned his head and looked at Fang Xuejian, then looked at the masked man for a while, then he trembled and took out the book "The Song of the Nishang Feather Clothes" from his arms. Two lines of clear tears suddenly slid down from the corners of his eyes. The moonlight shone on his pale face, and his appearance was desolate and sad.
The scholar in Qingshan choked and said: The remnant book of this book "The Song of the Nishang Feathers" was written by Emperor Xuanzong. My Feng family has been passed down from generation to generation, and has been preserved for twenty-three generations. I didn't expect that Feng Bao, who suffered a great disaster today, became a useless person, and could no longer pass on the family line. I am ashamed of the ancestors and ancestors underground. If you want to see, you must just take it, but you must promise me one thing.
The masked man nodded
Our Feng family's ancestors were musicians in the Tang Palace. During the Anshi Rebellion, they fled to the countryside. Because of their exhaustion, they passed away soon. When he passed away, he left a last wish, which was to let Feng's descendants, no matter what method they used, they would definitely add half of the "Nichang Yuyi Song". Unfortunately, it has been passed down for more than 20 generations. Feng family has never had outstanding music talents, and has delayed them for many years.
The music score was passed to me, a stupid person, and it was even more of a secret pearl. In the past two years, I traveled all over Chang'an, Luoyang, Kaifeng and Zhengzhou to visit famous teachers. Unfortunately, none of them liked it. Until thirteen days ago, I happened to pass outside the Zuixiang Tower and heard the sound of the piano of Miss Liu Qingyan. I was shocked and made up my mind to give her this broken score. But I couldn't find a suitable opportunity to see her alone, so I used it as a long gown to participate in the "Hundred Flowers Festival". Unfortunately, she was bought by a Western Region Hu Fan and wanted to marry another girl far away. What I asked for was that after you read this music score, can you hand it over to her?
Fang Xuejian saw that he had been nagging about a broken book so much, and the bargaining was not over. He was already tired of it. He snatched the song of "The Song of the Nichang and Feather Clothes" from his hand and respectfully handed it to the masked man, saying: Big Female Girl, just take this broken book. As for that Liu Qingyan, maybe he was pressed under the spear now by a man who was a long spear and screamed. He had forgotten his surname, and it didn't make much sense to hand it over to her...
The masked man suddenly turned his head, glared at him with an extremely bright clear eyes, raised his left arm, and hit Fang Xuejian's forehead, and his toes lightly on the ground, his light body was like a sliding bird, jumping onto a horizontal branch of Paulownia, holding his fists in the air, and said: Young Master, please rest assured, your wish, the little woman will definitely try every means to complete the "Tianshan Snow Lotus Pill" for you one pill a day, and she will recover in half a month.
After a few ups and downs, my body was like a beating projectile, which quickly penetrated into the darkness and quickly went far away.
Fang Xuejian unexpectedly made a sudden attack, and a powerful force hit her forehead, and she immediately fell to the ground, holding Chu He in her arms tightly, for fear of losing her hand.
As soon as his head hit the ground, his neck became cold and a round thing fell on it. He was startled. If this thing was a flying knife, how could he have life?
I heard the five words of Tianshan Snow Lotus Pill in my ears, and my heart moved. Isn’t I going to Tianshan by running around for thousands of miles?
This man has such high martial arts skills and has something from the Tianshan Mountain in his hand. Maybe he is from Piaomiao Peak. He suddenly woke up and shouted: Female hero, Female hero, please stay, I...I want to ask for advice...
There were trees, densely packed with guards standing guard, and the shouting sounded echoed deep in the forest. Where was the masked woman's figure?
Fang Xuejian felt bored, closed his mouth, touched the white jade bottle from the ground, lay there and recalled the woman's every move just now, trying hard to find some clues
He closed his eyes and lay on the ground for a while, but he was confused and had no clue. Finally, he sighed and was about to get up when he heard Chu He in his arms murmuring: Brother Xuejian, I am so scared, those two women are vixen, you must not buy them
A sudden enlightenment appeared in his mind, and he laughed, a carp jumped up, his heart was as bright as a mirror.
The masked man's eyes were so dazzling, like two extremely rare black agate. Who else would be there except the Qing Gongren of Zuixianglou and Miss Liu Qingyan, who had the unparalleled piano skills in the world?
Only people like her will be interested in this half of the ragged "Nichang Yuyi Song"
Brother Feng Bao, are you so big, counting the stars? Fang Xuejian lowered his noble head, looked at the scholar in blue shirt standing on the ground, and stretched out a palm and waved it as if he showed off.
... Feng Bao looked at the sky with his eyes, his lips moved, and he silently recited a few words of Zhuan.
Don't whisper so quietly, say it out loud, maybe I can help you?
Fang Xuejian bent down, his expression on his face was indescribably amiable, like a senior central official who visited the people's homes to inspect the people's sentiments.
Why do you want to steal my music score? What if she doesn't hand it over to Miss Liu? This is the lifeblood of our Feng family!
Feng Bao's sudden burst of throat scared him, Fang Xuejian took a step back and said with a smile: Why are you so angry? The lifeblood of your Feng family is not... Hehe... Let's make a bet, if the masked girl handed over "Nichang Yuyi Song" to Miss Liu, I will lend you a few drops of blood for use.
OK, I'll bet with you, if the music can't be played by Miss Liu, you will pay me 80,000 taels of silver
Wow~~ You are too cruel. The complete "Fu of the Great Compassion of Heaven and Earth" with colorful illustrations is only sold for five cents of silver in a bookstore, and half of the ragged "Nichang and Feathered Clothes" is worth 80,000 taels of silver? I don't believe it if I kill you. I will pay at most eight taels of silver. Do you want to follow you?
Seventy-nine thousand taels
Jiuliang, you can buy thirty copies of "The Legend of the Idiot"
Seventy-eight thousand taels
Don't be too greedy for ten taels, brother, ten taels of silver, you can hold a basket of "Su Nu's Heart Sutra"
Half an hour later, a fierce price tug-of-war finally came to an end
Fang Xuejian fell to the ground sweating profusely, gasping for breath, and laughed: Your candy is really tough, 1,990 taels of silver, and "Lancao Monk" can keep a house.
I don't raise a monk, Feng Bao is also blushing and red in his ears.
Fang Xuejian turned his head and looked at him. Seeing him pursing his lips and looking serious, he couldn't help laughing. If he hadn't been holding Chu He in his arms, he would have rolled and played on the grass.
After finally stopping laughing, Fang Xuejian gasped and said: Actually, that masked man is Miss Liu. In the whole city of Luoyang, who would be interested in your ragged thing except her? Right? Don't tell me you don't believe it.
Feng Bao lay there without saying a word for a long time, his eyes gradually became blurred, as if he was about to fall asleep. He suddenly opened his eyes, sighed softly, and said: She has such good skills, why should she go to that kind of place?
Fang Xuejian looked up at the sky, and the little bits of starlight fell down, and it was intertwined into a flowing fog in his eyes. He sighed quietly and said: Maybe she has any unknown difficulties, a promise, a hatred or a period of practice?
What do you want blood?
I'm awakening. She hasn't woken up yet. She must have been infected with a strange poison.
Why can my blood detoxify?
I've been infected with the same poison, but the blood you spit out from you makes me feel normal
OK, you punch me, aim it at the stomach
Alas, you are so generous, but you don't have to work so hard, just bite a finger and apply blood on her face
Why can't I even think of such a simple thing? Am I really stupid? Feng Bao bit his finger
It’s not you who are stupid, it’s me who are smart. Fang Xuejian stretched out his index finger, wiped the blood, and applied it to Chuhe’s face
Your wife is so beautiful. Feng Bao looked at the Chuhe bathed in the silver moonlight with envy. His beautiful face is like a blooming pink peony.
People with eyes say this, Fang Xuejian stretched out his hand and wiped another drop of blood. Looking at Chu He's slightly trembling eyelids, his heart was sweeter than eating honey. Although you lost a bet, I will still pay you that 1,990 taels of silver. With so much money, it is no problem to marry a wife of seven or eighth houses... Oh, sorry, I forgot where you are...
It doesn't matter, this is an unchangeable fact. Feng Bao turned his head, and there was a faint light of tears in his eyes, and his voice was choking.
Brother Feng Bao, what are your plans in the future? Seeing him like this, Fang Xuejian secretly called himself an annoying ghost
I have sold all the land and houses at home, so I can only take one step in the future. I want to go back to my hometown Shenzhou (now Shenzhou, Hebei) first, and then go to Beijing to take a look. Alas, there have been wars for many years, and Beijing is not peaceful.
Haha, you have to find a place to recover from the injury first, Brother Feng Bao, we are destined to be together, why not go back to Longmen Inn with me?
Feng Bao smiled and said: Haven’t you asked your brother Taifu yet?
Fang Xuejian is generous and generous, learn endlessly, prevent problems from happening, just call us Brother Fang
As expected, a good name is as good as it is. It is generous, diligent and studious. Haha, brothers cannot move now, and it depends on Brother Fang to help him.
Fang Xuejian thought you were not stupid. You learned to flatter people so quickly and strive for excellence. The future is limitless. Haha, and patted your chest and said: There is no reason why you don’t help me, Brother Feng Bao, don’t worry, Fang Xuejian is definitely not the kind of person who will never save you.
Just as he was about to brag about himself, Chu He in his arms suddenly said, opened his confused eyes and woke up
OK, OK, kiss my wife, you finally wake up, I'm almost anxious
Chu He saw that it was him, and his eyes gradually became brighter. He suddenly reached out and wiped his face and asked: What is this? It's dirty.
Fang Xuejian laughed and raised his chin at Feng Bao, saying: This is Brother Feng Bao's blood, you have it on your face, thanks to him, otherwise you will not be able to wake up.
Chu He touched his face, and he climbed up from his arms. He saw Feng Bao's index finger was red and still bleeding. He yelled and hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief from his arms, went up to wrap it for him, and said: Thank you so much, I want you to shed so much blood.
Wherever, whoever sees a cute and beautiful woman like you will do this? Feng Bao forced a smile, his face was pale and weak, he said, "You can marry you as a wife, Brother Fang is really a blessing.
Chuhe's pink face turned slightly red. She looked back at Fang Xuejian, then lowered her head, her eyes full of shyness and joy.
Fang Xuejian looked up at the moon in the sky, and felt proud. He tried to resist it and said seriously: Brother Feng Bao, it was already too late, so let's go back to the inn now.
Qin and Feng naturally had no objection Fang Xuejian carved Feng Bao, Chu He followed behind, and the three of them went out of the woods and found a way back.
When I was walking on the eaves and walls just now, Fang Xuejian didn't remember the road, and Chu He was in a coma
Although Feng Bao has lived in Luoyang City for more than three months, the roads are complicated and he can't recognize these many things for a while.
Under the moonlight, there is no obvious difference between houses and houses, streets and streets, not to mention that he lost too much blood and was dizzy. When he looked out, he might even be inverted.
The three of them walked through the streets and alleys, walking around like headless flies, making them even more confused.
Fang Xuejian was upset and saw a tall gatehouse in front of him. He flashed his inspiration and greeted Chu He, put down Feng Bao's body, and took the force twice on the stone pillar, jumped to the top of the gatehouse five meters high. Looking around, he saw a dark black dragon lying there more than a hundred meters away, about twenty meters wide. Isn't it the Luoshui River?
Now that there is a chance, the three of them set off again and turned two dark alleys. At the end of the long street is Luoshui River, and not far away is a stone marina.
Fang Xuejian and Chuhe worked together to wash away the dirt on their face with the cool river water.
This is the north bank of Luoshui. Longmen Inn is on the other side of the river. You must find a bridge to pass by.
The three of them walked along the river bank and walked half a stick of incense and did not find the bridge, but returned to the afternoon watching the Beautiful Girls' Performance in Luoshen Garden
Fang Xuejian slowed down and looked back at the two mighty stone lions at the door. Suddenly he remembered himself asking the strange look of the owner of Luoshen Garden. His heart moved and asked Feng Bao behind him: Brother Feng Bao, do you know who the owner of this "LuoShenyuan" is?
Feng Bao opened his sleepy eyes and said faintly: I heard that this is the private residence of the boss of the Cao Gang.
Cao Gang? Is it very powerful?
I don't know, I've always been uninterested in these gangs.
The moon is in the sky, and the three of them walked along the desolate long street for a while. On one side is the famous Yaoniang Dike, on the other side is the red high wall of Luoshen Garden, and not far from the front is the Tianjin Bridge
Fang Xuejian suddenly stopped, turned to face Chu He, and said: He'er, I didn't take you to "Longmian Villa" last time. This time, we will go to this "Luo Shenyuan" for another trip. How are you okay?
Chu He clapped his hands and smiled: OK, OK, go in and see if the flower table is still there?
Feng Bao heard that the two of them were so excited that they wanted to break into a private house. That was illegal. He was determined to object, but he was powerless to stop him and had to pretend to be asleep.
Fang Xuejian walked to the embankment and carefully stuffed Feng Bao's body into the reeds. He broke more than ten pieces of it on his body, so as not to find out by passers-by.
The two looked at each other and smiled, ran to the road ahead for a while in the evening breeze. They stopped seven or eight feet away from the gate, and jumped onto the high wall together.
Both of them have the ability to play the light skills of Lingbo Weibu. They are as light as Yàn, and they are outstanding among the second-rate masters in the world. Moreover, they have walked back and forth in the garden in the afternoon, and they are familiar with the roads and even more so.
The two of them used the uneven stacked stones and lush flowers and trees to avoid teams of night patrol servants carrying lanterns. After crossing the bluestone bridge, they flew up to the roof of the corridor, and ran towards the open space like two raccoon cats.
Turning around a rockery more than four meters high, the flower platform is still there in the view
Chu He excitedly held Fang Xuejian's hand, jumped over, jumped onto the flower platform, and learned the posture of the Persian beauty, stretched her arms upward, doing the swaying and twisting of her waist, and her breasts and buttocks, which had a unique seductive attitude, but the movements were a bit clumsy and looked strange.
Fang Xuejian laughed and jumped onto the stage, with his arms flat, and also learned the posture of the Persian beauty, swayed his head and said with a smile: Wife, let's compare, who learns like a lot...
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a lion-like roar from behind the flower table, and then the sound of things like crackling sticks hitting the human body. It sounded very dull and dumb, as if it had been heard from several doors.
The two were shocked, their hearts pounding, and they looked at each other and found that their faces were pale.
Fang Xuejian took Chu He's cold little hand and pointed at the roof.
The two of them took a light step, took some force on the edge of the flower platform pillar, and jumped to the roof.
The two of them walked along the ridge, cautiously for fear that they would be noticed by the people in the house.
Stop at a position in the middle, gently uncover a few tiles, revealing a five-inch-wide hole
Fang Xuejian looked down and saw eight gray-clothed men holding wooden sticks in the middle of the room besieging a stout man with bare upper body.
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