"This... This is impossible!" Facing the denials of everyone, Rou Rou retreated steadily, shaking her head repeatedly talking to herself.
"Miss Wen, don't worry about it. Since ancient times, it's difficult for everyone to adjust. If you want to come to those diners, Miss Wen, don't worry about it!" Chef Lou reassured him hypocritically.
"Hmph, Chef Lou's words are wrong!" A man suddenly stood up from the side, walked a few steps to Wen Rou's side, and mocked: "If a person says it's unpalatable, I'm afraid it's justifiable; It's hard for everyone to swallow, hehe, your skills are inferior to others, and you dare to speak wild words! Hahahaha!"
"You! You are talking nonsense! Sister Rou'er's culinary skills are well-known in the provincial capital! How can I rely on you guys to talk nonsense!" Seeing this, Hongxiu hurriedly refuted!
"Yo! This little lady is quite powerful! Why does she look familiar! Could it be that she has seen it somewhere..." At this time, Fan Jian walked over with a folding fan in his hand, and closed it with a "snap". He took up the folding fan and tapped it lightly on Hong Xiu's chin.
"It's you!" Only now did Hongxiu see Fan Jian's appearance clearly, thinking that that day in Xianyang City, Zuixian Tower was almost humiliated, Lantern Festival made trouble for no reason, scenes flashed in front of Hongxiu like a shadow play.
"Hehe, it turns out that the young lady recognizes me! Come on, come on, meet old acquaintances in a foreign land, no matter what, you have to have a drink, everyone, grandpa, I am happy today, I invite you to drink here!" Fan Jian didn't say anything, raised his hand Drinking the wine glass for a while, then pulled up the red sleeves, and wanted to go to the private room on the third floor!
There, Chef Lou had already prepared a quiet inner room for him. He originally wanted to clean up and use it softly, but unexpectedly, he ran into Hongxiu who came with him!
Seeing Ren Yue by his side, although Fan Jian had already recognized him, he hadn't revealed his identity, just pretended to be stupid, and turned his prey to Hongxiu!
"What are you doing, let me go!" Hong Xiu was shocked and frightened, and hurriedly broke free.
Fan Jian pulled it tightly. Taking advantage of turning around and when others were not prepared, he struck Hongxiu directly on the back of the neck with a sharp strike.
There was no sound, and the red sleeves were dizzy.
The interior of Chengfuji. Wen Shouzheng was still asleep; in the outer room, Fan Jianzheng was about to pull up his red sleeves and go straight to the private room on the third floor; a group of diners stood in front of Wen Rou and Ren Yue like rascals.
"Oh, oh! Go back! It's so delicious! How dare you come to learn cooking skills!" All the diners booed, blocking Gentle's sight.
"You guys!" Rourou was so aggrieved that she was about to cry, this was the first time she was rejected in public, not by one person, but by a group of people, and it was still in the front hall of Chengfuji!
"Young master Ren, save sister Hongxiu quickly!" However, no matter how grievous he feels. Seeing Fan Jian supporting the red sleeve getting farther and farther away from his line of sight at this moment, Wen Rou entrusted him to Ren Yue anxiously, he really shouldn't have disobeyed Mr. Ren's words! You shouldn't be here today!
In the previous life, Fan Jian was entangled with Sister Hongxiu; if she was reborn, what happened to Sister Hongxiu! Master Zizhang is there. How should I explain!
For a moment, Wen Rou and anxiously grabbed Ren Yue's sleeve.
Ren Yue looked at the tenderness around him, and then at the besieged people who looked like fierce spirits, Fan Jian was running up the third floor with his red sleeves in his arms in the distance!
"Rou'er, be careful, I'll come as soon as I go!" In desperation, even if Ren Yue couldn't worry about Rou'er's safety, he couldn't hold back Rou'er's pleading. The eyes soothed the tenderness, and suddenly jumped up from the spot, stepped on the tops of two or three rogues, and went straight to the stairs with a swish.
In his previous life, he had never seen Ren Yuequn be beaten and killed. He always looked like a polite and modest son. Even though he used the flowery swordsmanship, he had never fought against a hundred. Even at the last moment of life and death, the soft sword with a silver belt like a snow dance was to save his own life. After all, a generation of unparalleled life was born.
Could it be that, today, facing everyone's obstruction and Fan Jian's shamelessness, is Ren Yue going to kill him
The horse thief in Xianyang was killed by Ren Yue, but that horse thief did all kinds of bad things, he was extremely vicious, and he deserved his death!
Wen Rou is a little worried, this is the provincial capital after all! Although these people are causing trouble for nothing, they are living beings after all!
If Ren Yue's hands are covered with blood because of helping me, this is definitely not what I want...
Wenrou was worried and entangled... Before her worries were over, she suddenly heard the sound of fighting from upstairs. Everyone looked up and saw a white dress on the handrail of the stairs, like a fluttering silver butterfly, flickering with silver. Light flashes between the white clothes from time to time.
This is the first time Ruan Rou saw Ren Yue draw his sword in public, the silver light and snow shadows retracted and retracted neatly in the air, his standing posture did not change much, but he could only hear the whistling wind in his ears.
A scream came from the stairwell, and Fan Jian's colorful clothes instantly became bright and dazzling. He covered his right arm with his left hand, and his face was full of pain.
When I looked again, the red sleeve had already been transferred from Fan Jian's hand to Ren Yue's arm.
The bright red on Fan Jian's right arm was dripping, and the tip of Ren Yue's sword pointed straight at the ground without a sound. It is a good sword!
"What are you looking at? Don't give it to me!" At this moment, Fan Jian was like a wild dog that had gone mad, barking at the people downstairs.
Yin's father and son mingled in the crowd, taking advantage of the chaos to coax and provoke, the crowd rushed up, rushed past Chef Lou, and went straight to Ren Yue!
"Hehe, it turns out that Chengfuji, a majestic provincial city, is not a place to eat, fight? Come together, save trouble!" Ren Yue held the unconscious red sleeve with one hand, and looked at everyone indifferently.
Everyone was shocked by Ren Yue's calmness and distantness on the stairs, and they were stunned for a moment, not daring to approach.
"What are you afraid of? He is alone! You are a group!" Fan Jian yelled, holding back the pain in his arm, and yelled at the crowd.
"Hmph, I should have cut your tongue with a sword just now, lest you bark like a mad dog!" Ren Yue turned his head and looked at Fan Jian coldly.
"That's right, the boss is right, there is only one boy in this boy, we are a group, let's go together!" At this moment, Yin Deshun shouted from the crowd.
"It's you!" Hearing that unusually familiar voice, he turned to the man who was speaking gently and subconsciously, and suddenly discovered the Yin family and his son who had been hiding among the crowd!
"So, so you are in the same group!" Rourou suddenly realized, and glanced at the people all around who were full of evil faces.
"Hmph, I'll make you understand! Get rid of that little boy first, and then get rid of your little hooves!" Yin Fugui yelled from the side, and with an order, everyone rushed to Ren Yue.
Outside the restaurant of Cheng Fu Kee. There were still people coming and going, and it was extremely calm. Although it was meal time, the door had already been tightly closed. No one knows what's going on inside, let alone what's going to happen the next moment.
"Shopkeeper Li, why didn't you see Miss Hongxiu today?" Qiao Zizhang came here as usual in the Drunken Immortal Building, but he couldn't see the lively figure of Hongxiu on weekdays, so he was a little curious.
"Oh, didn't Chef Lou invite Ms. Wen and the others to learn cooking skills today? Hongxiu joined in the fun and went with them." Shopkeeper Li replied casually while ringing the abacus beads.
"That's it... It's almost time to come, I'll pick them up along the way!" Qiao Zizhang smiled. Turn around and walk towards the carriage outside the door.
"Hehe." Shopkeeper Li raised his head and looked at Qiao Zizhang's back, feeling a little joy in his heart.
It seems that the young master of the host family is still good to my Hongxiu! That girl's blessing must have come.
Qiao Zizhang's carriage drove quickly to the gate of Chengfuji.
"Hey, it's broad daylight. Why is the door closed?" Qiao Zizhang felt curious.
"Stop! What are you doing!" A guard at the door grabbed his way.
"Hey, this Chengfuji is not my head. Why is there an extra doorkeeper? Of course the restaurant is for eating! Get out of the way and let me in!" Qiao Zizhang said dismissively.
"It's full today, sir, please go somewhere else!" The boy didn't give in at all, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Full?" Qiao Zizhang was puzzled, and looked up at the exterior of the three-storey Chengfuji. He looked around Chengfuji with the doors and windows closed, and an ominous premonition struck him in an instant.
At this time, in the front hall of Cheng Fu Ji, there were bursts of low-pitched booing sounds.
not good! Hongxiu and Miss Wen are still inside!
Qiao Zizhang was startled, he pushed away the boy who let the wind go, and was about to step into the main entrance of Chengfuji.
"Can't go in!" The boy was in a hurry. Between the sleeves, a dagger was shining silver.
"Hmph, it really is tricky!"
Qiao Zizhang snorted coldly, he is the only son of the Qiao family, although he is in the eyes of everyone in Zuixianlou. He is the young master of the host family, but the Qiao family is not a simple restaurant family after all. Qiao Zizhang, who has studied and practiced calligraphy since he was a child, and is familiar with martial arts, although he hides it well on weekdays, he is still a young man, half a child, and his beloved. The person trapped in it, the anxiety and worry in his heart instantly turned into the rapid movements of his subordinates.
With an elbow strike, it hit the boy's weak spot; with a kick, the boy's unarmed dagger fell in response.
When I looked again, it was Qiao Zizhang who was holding the dagger and pressing it against the boy's waist.
"My lord, spare me! Little one, you're just a gatekeeper..." The little fellow kept begging for mercy.
"Don't move, tell me! What's going on inside?" Qiao Zizhang asked in a low voice.
"Fan... Mr. Fan has set up a plan, borrowing the hand of the chef upstairs, he wants to get rid of Miss Wen and Chef Wen!" The boy made it clear trembling.
"Mr. Fan?" Qiao Zizhang was stunned, but before he could react, his hand was negligent for a moment, and the boy took the opportunity to slip out and ran away without thinking.
"Dang!" The closed door was kicked open by Qiao Zizhang, and the scene in the front hall shocked Qiao Zizhang!
Wen Rou was surrounded by a group of ferocious men, Ren Yue stood between the stairs alone with his unconscious red sleeves in his arms.
Behind Ren Yue, Fan Jian was bleeding profusely from his right arm, and everyone in the hall had cold eyes, pressing Ren Yue forward step by step.
"Master Ren, be careful!" Qiao Zizhang exclaimed in surprise!
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Ren Yue had jumped up in the air, and the sharp sword shadow cut through the stagnant air in the front hall, his figure was as graceful as a white butterfly breaking out of its cocoon in the green hills.
The butterfly danced lightly, and a silver light appeared. Before Qiao Zizhang could take a closer look, Ren Yue had already jumped in front of him with his red sleeves in his arms.
"Brother Qiao came just in time, take care of Miss Hongxiu and Rou'er, I'm going to save Chef Wen!" After Ren Yue finished speaking, he gently pushed the red sleeve in his hand into Qiao Zizhang's arms, and leaped into the crowd, pulling him past him at a loss His tenderness was handed over to Qiao Zizhang, and immediately flew away and disappeared into the inner room of Chengfuji...
When I looked again, all the people around knelt down on one leg, moaning unceasingly, and there was a long and thin sword mark on everyone's legs.
Even the Yin family and his son are no exception!
I have always heard that Fanhua's swordsmanship is fast, and the sword rises and falls like a flower, but I didn't expect it to be so fast!
Qiao Zizhang took a deep breath, and before he could blink, he suddenly came to his senses, hugged the unconscious red sleeve, and then turned his head to signal Wen Rou to follow closely. The three of them quickly walked out of the gate of Chengfuji, and went straight to the door Outside the carriage!
The horse neighed, and the wheels moved slightly.
Qiao Zizhang was sitting in the driver's seat, about to rein in, but saw Ren Yue running to the carriage briskly carrying Wen Shou, who was also unconscious, on his shoulders.
Qiao Zizhang stretched out a hand immediately, and at the same time, a gentle, white and slender hand also stretched out from the carriage.
Pulling Ren Yue over firmly with both hands, he lifted Wen Shouzheng and put him into the carriage.
The sound of wheels, the clatter of horseshoes.
A group of people, wrapped in dust, disappeared in front of the gate of Chengfuji.