A large group of people shouted and drank, and sticks, knives and guns rained down on Yan Li's head.
Yan Li stood up and didn't do anything, just kicked the bench on the ground violently, and the bench flew out sideways, knocking down a dozen people and throwing themselves on the ground, howling.
Chun Tao watched from the side, and clapped her hands happily: "Good job, Yan Cheng..." Feeling that Yan Li's identity should not be exposed, she changed her words and said, "Yan Li, you are so handsome!"
Liu Dalang looked at it, his eyes could shoot fire, but he was afraid, he stepped back, and pushed a scoundrel forward: "Come on, three punches can't stop four hands, so many people, he can't handle it."
What Liu Dalang said is right, if so many people really want to rush forward together, and Yan Li doesn't have any weapons around him, it will be terrible!
Rong Changan pulled out the soft sword that was with him, and threw it at Yan Li: "Catch it!"
The soft sword flashed a cold light under the light, Yan Li's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he stretched out his hand to the sky, caught the soft sword, and then dragged it, making a posture of setting fire to the sky.
If Yan Li didn't have a weapon, they could still handle it. Now that Yan Li had more weapons in his hands, they stood still and didn't dare to go forward.
Liu Dalang fell on the table just now, his face was blue and purple, and his heart was full of fire, "Little boy, tell me your name, where do you live?"
Yan Li's face was full of contempt, "Even if I tell you, you don't have the ability to find it!"
Liu Dalang wiped his mouth, spit, and spit thick saliva on the ground.
"Today I will prevent you from leaving the door of this noodle shop!" Liu Dalang raised his big knife, and slashed at Yan Li's left shoulder with great momentum. The speed was not fast, but it was very powerful. Rong Changan could hear the whistling wind.
Yan Li narrowed his eyes, and two strands of hair fell down his fair face. He saw his shoulder move, causing the white robe on his body to flutter slightly, and with a click, the big knife slashed at the corner of the table, cutting off the corner.
Yan Li's sharp eyes were mocking.
Liu Dalang spat into the palm of his hand again, wiped his hands, pointed at Yan Li and cursed: "I don't believe I can't kill you bastard today!"
He slashed aggressively again. Yan Li stretched out two fingers, and Liu Dalang's broadsword stayed in mid-air, unable to move.
Everyone was even more stunned: Yan Li actually caught the sharp sword with two fingers, it's really unbelievable!
What happened next shocked everyone even more: with a bang, Yan Li's hands seemed to be like scissors, breaking Liu Dalang's sword!
Yan Li's internal strength can be imagined.
Liu Dalang was terrified, and knelt on the ground, as if he had lost his soul.
"You... you are a human or a ghost, how can you have such great kung fu?"
Yan Li smiled, and looked coldly at Liu Dalang on the ground: "Stop bullying women on the street in the future, you may be the one being bullied in the next moment!"
Liu Dalang swallowed his saliva, turned his Adam's apple, but didn't know what to say: his soul hasn't come back yet!
Yan Li said: "Didn't you just say that you wanted to find my home and take revenge on me? I'll tell you now. My home is in the Prime Minister's Mansion. If you are interested, you can come to me tomorrow morning."
"Prime... Prime Minister's Mansion?" Liu Dalang was unlucky enough to run into someone from the Prime Minister's Mansion today. "Who are you from the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"A handyman." Yan Li said with a smile.
"A handyman?" Liu Dalang pondered what Yan Li said, would a handyman have such superb martial arts
"Why, do you look down on handymen?" Yan Li said.
Liu Dalang didn't quite believe that Yan Li was a handyman, but he didn't dare to ask who he was from the prime minister's residence.
"Let's go!" Yan Liai looked at the soft sword in his hand like a treasure, as if he was stroking Rong Changan, "Otherwise, I will change my mind!"
Yan Li raised his cold eyes, a cold light flashed across Ruan Jian's body, and Liu Dalang's face turned pale with fright.
"I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now!"
While talking, he led the others to leave, and before leaving, he did not forget to take another look at Yan Li, wanting to remember Yan Li's appearance, and then ask someone to inquire about it in the court.
Yan Li looked at the soft sword again, with reluctance in his eyes. It would be great if Rong Changan was like this sword without thorns!
"Give it back to you!" Yan Li put the soft sword on the table, with tenderness in his eyes, "I hope you haven't killed innocent people with this soft sword!"
Rong Changan put away the soft sword, and waited for Yan Li to walk away a few steps before saying, "If I tell you that I have killed many innocent people with this soft sword, what will happen to you?"
Yan Li's shoulders trembled slightly. what will he do How could he fall in love with a murderous, bloodthirsty woman!
"I think, I have to go back and wash my hands. I can smell blood now!"
Yan Li's tall and cold back slowly disappeared into the traffic, and he turned into a beautiful gourd lantern, floating on the river and drifting into the distance.
"Miss, where are we going now? Do you want to go back to the palace?"
After a long time, Rong Changan came to his senses: "Go back to the palace? Who said we are going back to the palace? Didn't we just play a game with Yan Li? What I wrote was about going to Xiangguo Temple!."
"But... But Yan Li may not go?"
Rong Changan's cold eyes were full of confidence: "I can assure you that he will go, he is a noble person, and I won't listen to others scolding him as a person who doesn't believe his word! Besides, even if he doesn't go, we can play by ourselves Is it not good?"
Chuntao felt that what Rong Changan said was true, so she took the basket, paid the bill, left the noodle shop, walked along the street to watch, and came to the gate of Xiangguo Temple.
There is an endless stream of people offering incense at Xiangguo Temple, and people buying and selling at the gate are also crowded. Some sold ancient books, some sold gourd seeds, some sold stories, and some played sticks. It was very lively. Even the Lantern Festival in the palace was not so lively.
"Queen, look, there are jade sellers there." Chuntao pointed to a pine tree and said.
There was a middle-aged man there, pushing a wheelbarrow, and put a lot of beautiful jade on the cart, crystal clear, soft luster, really beautiful!
Rong Changan followed Chuntao to the past, picked up an inkstone, the workmanship was really good, smooth and delicate, without any prickles.
"Miss, do you want to buy this inkstone?" Chuntao asked.
The jade seller smiled and said, "This inkstone, if Miss likes it, I'd rather sell it for ten taels of silver."
The inkstone is the size of a palm, ten taels of silver is not expensive. It's just that Rong Chang'an doesn't like it, she's used to dancing with guns and sticks, and doesn't like such elegant things.
After picking in the beautiful jade for a while, I picked up a jade Guanyin and asked the owner, "How do you sell this Guanyin?"
The Avalokitesvara is not too big, only the size of a finger. It is hung around the neck with a red string, which can drive away evil spirits and avoid evil. It is an auspicious thing.
Rong Changan used to live in the army, and for auspiciousness, he also obtained the Jade Guanyin and hung it around the horse's neck; perhaps it was the blessing of the Guanyin that allowed Rong Changan to not suffer too serious a knife wound.