"Are you sincere like Zhishui? But didn't someone once like Puyang Penglan so much that he went crazy?" Su Zishuang said leisurely.
"This..." Tai Shurou blushed and murmured: "I haven't been shamed by you, but it's over now. Don't expose my scars anymore."
When I said it, I was filled with tears. I had been someone's backup for so long, but I was the last one to know. This kind of sadness has been with Tai Shurou for a long time.
"Okay, I won't expose your scars, but I don't want to go shopping here anymore. How about we go shopping in the commercial street?" Su Zishuang raised the corners of her lips and smiled lightly.
Taishu Rou and Yu Ziyu looked at each other, it was like brothers looking at each other, with tears in their eyes. Under the coercion of Su Zishuang, the "bully", the two of them had no choice but to abandon the beautiful "scenery" here and go shopping in the commercial street.
Seeing that uncle Tai Rou and Yu Ziyu didn't answer immediately, Su Zishuang said in a cold voice: "What? You don't want to go, or are you reluctant to let go of the girl in Yihong Tower?"
"Go, why don't you go? Those red fennels are just skeletons in my eyes, what's there to see?" Tai Shurou patted his chest, and there was a lot of sincerity in his tone.
In fact, there is something that Tai Shurou has not said in his heart, how can those prostitutes be as good-looking as you.
"What about you? Brother Yu." Su Zishuang said.
"Of course I... went too. I just happened to go to the commercial street to buy some things." Yu Ziyu said.
Compared to Tai Shurou, Yu Ziyu was not firm enough. While walking, he turned his head from time to time. Seeing those charming girls getting further and further away, Yu Ziyu felt really tragic in his heart.
Just when the three of them were about to leave, Tai Shurou suddenly stopped and looked sideways.
Su Zishuang said in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Glancing around, he saw several people scolding a young man from the side.
"You, a beggar, still want to steal things, you are seeking death!" The leader was a man in brocade clothes, with anger in his eyes.
The young man was low-slung, wearing extremely low-quality cloth, and had a fawning smile on his dirty face.
"My lord, I am not a beggar. I did not steal anything from you."
"Still quibbling, the Qiankun bag in my hand is the evidence! I didn't expect that he was caught on the spot, and the brothers took him away." The man in brocade had a gloomy face, holding a Qiankun bag in his palm and raising it high.
The young man was still bent over, but his voice already had a hint of vibrato: "Sir, I really didn't steal..."
"Snapped… "
There was a crisp sound, and five red marks appeared on the young man's face, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
"You still dare to quibble, I can't beat you to death." The man in brocade cursed angrily.
At this time, the young man suddenly straightened his back. He seemed to know that no matter how hard he flinched, he said loudly: "I didn't steal it, you are framing it!"
"Oh, he's still shaking!"
"Pah... pah..."
The man in brocade clothes drew his bow from left to right, and both sides of the young man's face were swollen. However, at this moment, the young man was not as groveling as he was at the beginning. Instead, he was holding his neck and glaring at the man in brocade clothes angrily.
"very good!"
The man in brocade had a cruel look on his face. When he looked at his palm, a fiery red whip appeared in his palm. The spiritual power was flowing and it was burning with flames.
Many monks gathered around to watch, but no one stepped forward to stop him. They were shocked when they saw the whip of the man in golden clothes. This whip is a good fire magic weapon. If it hits the young man, he will not die. He will also be hit hard.
"Huh..."
The long whip was flying, fire was flying, and it was whipping towards the young man's head.
A trace of sadness flashed in the young man's eyes, and he immediately closed his eyes.
Many monks nearby also closed their eyes, unwilling to look directly at the young man.
"Shua...shua..."
Suddenly, the sword light was flying and ice mist filled the air, like pieces of snowflakes dancing. The sword light was just in front of the young man and collided with the long whip.
"Boom..."
After a loud noise, the man in brocade stepped back several steps, his face uncertain.
Another young man in white appeared in front of the young man. He had a handsome face, blue eyes, a tall figure, a long sword in his hand, and an astonishing courage.
"Who is meddling in my business?" The man in brocade clothes shouted angrily.
But Tai Shurou ignored the man in brocade clothes at all, and instead turned his attention to the young man behind him.
"Little pigeon, do you still remember me?" A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Taishu Rou's lips.
The young man saw that he was not harmed, and then Tai Shurou suddenly appeared. Apart from being surprised, he was also a little timid.
But after hearing Tai Shurou's words, his eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise.
"You...are you my uncle?"
"Silly boy, who else could it be if it wasn't me?" Tai Shurou stretched out his fist and beat the boy on the chest: "We haven't seen each other for several years, don't we recognize your elder brother?"
"Of course I recognize you... Brother, now that you are gone, my brothers and sisters miss you very much." There were tears in the young man's eyes.
"It's all my fault that I haven't found you all these years." Tai Shurou said angrily.
The young man bit his lip, shook his head and said, "You can't blame me, brother. We left Kunlun City and went to hang out in the mortal city, and we only came back recently."
"No wonder I haven't seen you after looking for you several times..." Tai Shurou suddenly realized.
"Who are you? It seems that you are toasting instead of drinking as a penalty." The man in brocade robes roared angrily: "Brothers, do it to them!"
While Tai Shurou was talking, he heard the roar of the man in brocade robes, and hatred immediately emerged in his heart.
"Do you want my help?" Su Zishuang said with a smile.
"No need, I can handle it by myself!" Tai Shurou resolutely declined, "Just let the man handle this matter. You don't need to take action."
Su Zishuang shook her head helplessly. She could tell that Tai Shurou was a pure chauvinist and was unwilling to let a woman stand up for her, but when she said it, it didn't sound so nice.
Fortunately, Su Zishuang is considerate and knows some of Tai Shurou's personality. Otherwise, if it were another woman, she would probably go crazy.
The long sword was flying, and the sword light was everywhere, and soon Tai Shurou was fighting with several men in brocade robes.
Tai Shurou's swordsmanship is extremely good. He has a different spiritual root called Ice Spirit Root. This kind of qualification is considered extremely good even among the disciples of the Kunlun Sect. What's more, Tai Shurou is very hardworking and conscientious. His kung fu is several times that of ordinary monks.
As the sword unfolded, ice mist filled the air, and the man in brocade robes was completely restrained. Even the flames on the flaming whip in his hand were about to go out.
After a while, only a few screams were heard. Taishu Rou broke through their defenses and kicked each of them. Those people, including the man in brocade robes, were all thrown into the lake like rubber balls.
"Kill the people who are in the way, let's leave immediately." Yu Ziyu said with a serious expression.
Taishurou pulled the young man, Su Zishuang, and Yu Ziyu away from the embankment at an extremely fast speed. They did not go to the commercial street, but ran straight towards the manor.
If he is caught by the law enforcement monks of Kunlun City, he will be in big trouble.
Fortunately, as long as it is not a major incident and is an ordinary fight, the law enforcement monks will just turn a blind eye and pass it by. After all, there will be countless fights in Kunlun City every day. Unless someone dies, otherwise, every incident will happen. If everything is taken care of, there will be no way to get busy.
"Brother, it's all my fault for causing trouble to everyone." On the road, the young man lowered his head and said.
"I can't blame you. If I were to blame, it would be those people who deserved to die." Taishu Rou said coldly.
Su Zishuang wondered: "What happened just now?"
"Those people didn't like my brother and deliberately arranged charges for him." Taishu Rou said coldly.
"You have no grudges, what good can you do if you do this deliberately?" Su Zishuang couldn't figure it out.
"The advantage is psychological happiness. Those monks at the bottom have many psychopaths and imbalances. They can't beat those who are stronger, so they find ways to bully the weaker ones in order to achieve a sense of psychological satisfaction." Yu Ziyu Said aside.
Su Zishuang felt a chill in her heart. People's hearts are really sinister. In order to satisfy their own selfish desires, they would bully those who are weaker. I'm afraid there are not a few such people.
The human heart is the most terrifying thing. Many times there is no way to figure it out. But sometimes when I think about it, I can't help but feel chills in my heart.
"There are too many things like this that we can't handle. Let's go back and have a good rest. Let's go out for a walk tomorrow." Yu Ziyu said.
The good mood has been ruined, Su Zishuang also feels tired, and she doesn't want to go out again tonight.
Next, everyone didn't say anything until they arrived in front of the manor.
The young man said in surprise: "Brother, do you live here now?"
"Yes, I have become a disciple of the Huanxi Sect. I left in such a hurry that I didn't even have time to tell you."
Uncle Tai's soft tone paused, and then he said, "Let me introduce you to her. She is my junior sister Su Zishuang."
Su Zishuang smiled slightly and said: "Hello, I am Su Zishuang."
Since Tai Shurou didn't hide anything from this young man, she must be someone he absolutely trusted, so Su Zishuang didn't hide anything and agreed.
Next, the young man's expression made Su Zishuang's eyes light up. He saluted in a neither humble nor overbearing manner: "Hello, sister Su, I am the eldest brother's younger brother. Everyone calls me little pigeon."
"Little pigeon? This nickname is really interesting. What about your name?" Su Zishuang smiled.
"My name is Xiao Lige. Sister, please call me Little Pigeon." The young man said.
Su Zishuang's expression tightened and her pupils suddenly shrank, but they soon returned to normal.
"Then you're welcome, little pigeon, let me introduce to you, this is Chief Yu Ziyu."
"Meet Brother Yu." The young man Xiao Lige saluted obediently, with a very low posture, but the aura of neither humbleness nor arrogance in his bones was clearly revealed.
"Let's go, little pigeon, let's go back to the Jinxiangyuan living room to talk." Yu Ziyu took out a jade pendant, made a secret with his fingers, and produced a flash of light. (To be continued