Plum blossom garden.
In the study, there was heat everywhere and cigarettes were smoked.
Miss Qin II, dressed in a plain white dress, sat in front of the eucalyptus table, her thin brows slightly furrowed, listening carefully to what Luo Qingzhou said, her face looking quite solemn.
Luo Qingzhou stood aside and whispered.
Qiu'er stood at the door, looking at the shoes on the ground, sighed inaudibly, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Zhu'er had a sullen look on her face as she practiced throwing knives in the courtyard.
The flying knife was flying faster and faster, hitting the bull's eye more and more times, and with more and more force.
"Go to hell, you unfaithful men!"
When Luo Qingzhou came out of the house, he heard what she muttered.
Qiu'er squatted on the ground, helped him put on his shoes, looked up at him, moved her lips, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
She didn't say anything until he left the courtyard.
"Qiu'er, let's go to my second brother's place."
Qin Weimo's soft voice came from the study.
Qiu'er quickly agreed, went into the study, went over to get her coat, and helped her up.
In the courtyard, Zhu'er immediately collected all the throwing knives and hid them at her waist.
Luo Qingzhou took Xia Chan out.
Quietly exit through the back door.
In a secluded courtyard, he took out the mask and put it on his face in front of the girl beside him, then took off his loose Confucian robe and put on a blue slim-fitting gown.
Then he turned around and looked at her and said, "Do you still know my uncle?"
Xia Chan looked at him blankly and shook her head.
Luo Qingzhou took out a small blue gown from his storage bag, handed it to her, and said, "It's yours, put it on."
Xia Chan took a look, hesitated for a moment, took it and put it on.
Although it is a small size, it still looks very loose on her slender body, making her look even more fragile.
The girl was not short, but had very thin bones, which made her face small and her body thin. She looked very weak and frail. If there was a hint of sickly paleness on her cheeks, she would probably look like Miss Qin II.
However, who could have imagined that she was a master who could kill with one sword
"Chanchan, can you leave the sword with me first? It will be too conspicuous to walk on the road with a sword, which is not conducive to our operation this time."
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.
He knew that the girl never let go of the sword in her hand, even when she slept, she would hold it in her hand.
It was only left behind during those few nights when I was planting flowers in the garden.
This girl has lacked a sense of security since childhood.
The sword in her hand is her only support.
Now that she was out, with so many people on the street, she would definitely be nervous and uneasy. Only by holding her sword would she feel at ease.
"Never mind, it doesn't really matter..."
Luo Qingzhou was about to give up when the girl had already handed the sword in front of him and looked at him calmly.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, took the sword, put it into the storage bag, looked at her and said, "Thank you."
Thank you for your obedience and thank you for your trust.
Luo Qingzhou took her out of the alley.
Walking on the busy streets, the hawkers' shouts can be heard one after another, and pedestrians are bustling about.
Luo Qingzhou felt the nervousness of the girl beside him. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and held her somewhat cold little hand, leading her and continued to walk forward.
The girl was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at him, did not speak, did not struggle, and quietly moved closer to him.
The two men, one tall and one short, wore the same blue gown and held hands, like a silent couple, walking in tacit understanding among the crowd.
The afternoon sun is a bit lazy.
The wind blew, bringing with it the aroma of wine hidden in the alleys and the aroma of cakes from the roadside stalls.
"Tanghulu, Tanghulu..."
There were vendors shouting.
Luo Qingzhou took a look, walked over with the girl beside him, bought a string and handed it to her.
The girl stretched out her other hand and took it without saying anything.
The two held hands and continued walking forward.
When they reached the arch bridge leading to and from the inner city, the two of them stopped at the same time.
Luo Qingzhou led her to the bridge, looked down at the bridge hole, and said, "Chanchan, do you remember that night?"
The girl next to him had a candied haws in her mouth, her cheeks slightly puffed up, she blinked, and swallowed hard.
After a moment, Fang said, "Yeah."
Luo Qingzhou recalled the scene of the two of them hiding under the bridge and leaning against each other on that stormy night, and said softly: "Chanchan..."
"Um?"
There was sparkling sugar juice on the girl's pink lips. She tilted her head slightly and looked at him with her dark, clear eyes.
Under the bright sunshine, the masked face looked ordinary, not as pretty as before, but it still made her dazed.
"You have beautiful feet."
Luo Qingzhou held it in for a long time, but finally uttered these words. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed and continued to walk forward holding her hand.
Forget it, when I get back, I will throw away those two books that disturb his mind.
But when I was recalling what happened that night just now, under the dark and cold bridge, next to the warm and jumping bonfire, the pair of snow-white feet of the girl after she took off her stockings were indeed an unforgettable scene that night.
A cute girl is cute everywhere, isn't she
Xia Chan was led away by him. She turned her head to look at the expression on his face. The look in her eyes moved, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she said nothing.
Entered the outer city.
The streets in the outer city are obviously much dirtier and messier.
The houses are dilapidated and shops are scarce.
There are more beggars.
Many pedestrians looked pale and thin, and it was obvious that they had trouble even eating.
However, no matter how poor the place is, there are brothels.
Luo Qingzhou was holding Xia Chan's hand, and as soon as they crossed a street, they saw a beautifully decorated brothel.
At the door and upstairs stood alluring women dressed in gauze and gorgeous clothes. Their quality was obviously much inferior to that of the Tianxian Tower in the inner city.
"Sir, sir! Come in and have some fun. It's free for the first time! We have people here, fat or thin, tall or short, big or small, white or black, young and beautiful girls, sexy and charming women, and old women with charm. We have everything..."
As Luo Qingzhou was walking past the door with Xia Chan, a woman came over, twisting her slender waist and waving a small round fan in her hand, introducing them enthusiastically.
However, Xia Chan just turned her head and looked at her, and she immediately shut her mouth.
Crossed a few more streets.
Luo Qingzhou led her to the alley ahead, looked at the beggar leaning against the wall at the alley entrance, and whispered: "Chanchan, we're here, be careful later, run if you can't beat them, no one can catch up with you at your speed. Don't worry about me, I can run faster than you."
Xia Chan clenched her empty palms and said nothing.
Luo Qingzhou took her by the hand and walked to the beggar. He took out a piece of silver from his pocket and threw it into the bowl in front of him.
The beggar immediately reached out and took the silver from the bowl, and bowed his head and said, "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..."
The moment he bowed his head to thank him, a cold light flashed in Luo Qingzhou's hand, and the sharp dagger pierced his neck with a "swish".
The beggar's body stiffened and his mouth opened wide. Before he could look up, Luo Qingzhou grabbed him by the clothes, looked left and right, and dragged him into the alley and threw him into a pile of garbage.
"Chanchan, here you go."
Luo Qingzhou took out the sword from his storage bag, handed it to the girl beside him, and reminded her again: "Be careful, don't be stubborn, if you can't win, just run away, do you hear me?"
The girl nodded slightly.
Luo Qingzhou took her deep into the alley and arrived outside the wall of a small courtyard with ease.
"Wait a minute, watch me."
Luo Qingzhou stood still in the corner, and immediately left his body to go in and investigate the situation.
Those people were still hiding in the dark woodshed, talking in low voices.
However, there seemed to be someone missing in the room. Upon closer inspection, the old man named Mei from Chengguo Mansion was gone.
Luo Qingzhou became suspicious and immediately flew to other houses carefully to look for it, but he couldn't find it.
Could it be that they have already entered the inner city in advance
He searched the entire courtyard carefully again, and when he saw nothing else unusual, he made a prompt decision and floated out immediately, returning to his senses.
"action!"
Luo Qingzhou jumped up and jumped directly into the courtyard wall.
Then he followed the wall and approached the woodshed silently. He turned around and looked behind him. Xia Chan had followed him silently.
"Guard the door."
Luo Qingzhou pointed, then jumped onto the wall next to him and climbed up to the low roof of the woodshed.
Suddenly, the voice of the middle-aged man from the Song family came from the room: "There is someone on the roof!"
"boom!"
A loud bang!
Luo Qingzhou punched down suddenly, directly smashing a big hole in the fragile green tile roof. Then a cold light flashed in his hand, and with a "puff" sound, he threw down a large bag of cut lime powder!
In the narrow woodshed, white powder suddenly filled the air.
A few people reacted slowly and were immediately covered in the gunpowder.
"Get out now!"
Song Yan shouted urgently, and with a "bang", he was the first to break out of the door!
“Swish!”
A cold light instantly pierced his throat!
Song Yan's face changed drastically. It was too late to dodge, so he had to raise his hand to protect his throat and grasp the sharp tip of the sword!
A pain suddenly came!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he immediately dodged and jumped out.
At this moment, his palm had been pierced by the sword and was bleeding.
However, he narrowly avoided the fatal blow. His robes suddenly bulged and he punched forward with both fists!
The two people from the Zhang family had already rushed out of the woodshed.
The young man and woman from the Song family followed behind him and were about to rush out when a slender black shadow suddenly flew out from the white air behind them and with a "swish" sound, it instantly pierced through the calves of both of them!
The two of them screamed "Ah" and fell to the ground at the door with a thump.
The two were about to stand up with gritted teeth when the slender black shadow suddenly spun several times quickly and cut off one of their feet in an instant!
The two screamed miserably again.
The slender black shadow suddenly flew onto the roof and disappeared.
"boom!"
The two men from the Zhang family who came to the yard and were about to besiege Xia Chan suddenly heard a loud explosion above their heads. Their faces changed immediately and they looked up when a huge fist suddenly fell from the sky. With a "bang", it directly smashed one of the men's head!
The man next to him was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he swung the sword in his hand suddenly.
Unfortunately, he was not strong enough and his sword-drawing speed was not as fast as that of the girl next to him.
"boom!"
Another punch came down, breaking his ribs directly and knocking him flying. He hit the courtyard wall not far away and fell unconscious on the spot.
In the blink of an eye, the four young men and women at the Wusheng level were lying on the ground, one dead and three injured.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the middle-aged man from the Song family who was punching fiercely. When he was about to go over to help, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he turned around and threw a punch.
"boom!"
A terrifying force suddenly hit his fist!
With a sound of "crack", his arm was broken on the spot, and then his whole body was hit backwards by the huge force and fell in the corner of the wall in the distance.
He endured the severe pain and looked up. The old man named Mei in a gray robe suddenly appeared without him knowing!
"boom!"
The old man surnamed Mei didn't even look at him, and immediately punched the girl who was swinging the sword fiercely!
Two martial artists, one in the middle stage and one in the early stage, together surrounded the girl who had extremely fast sword skills.
But even so, the middle-aged man from the Song family named Song Yan was still stabbed in the shoulder by a sword, and blood gushed out.
The old man surnamed Mei punched the girl and sent her flying. Then he followed up with a few more punches like lightning, saying, "Brother Song, please step back. I'll take care of the girl. Go and finish off that kid in the corner!"
"Okay, it's Brother Lao Mei's turn."
Song Yan withdrew from the battle, touched the wound on his shoulder, and looked at the girl who drew her sword very quickly. A trace of fear appeared on his face. He immediately turned around, clenched his fists, walked to the corner with a ferocious look on his face.
Luo Qingzhou had a broken arm and the back of his hand was covered in blood. He was sitting in the corner, enduring the pain and holding his arm with his other hand. When he saw him walking quickly towards him, his face changed.
“Swish!”
The sword in Xia Chan's hand suddenly became faster. Ignoring the fist in front of him, his figure flashed and rushed towards Song Yan who was walking towards him.
"boom!"
The old man surnamed Mei took the opportunity to punch her on the back, but she did not dodge or evade. She stared at the figure closely. The moment she was punched on the back, she "whoosh" and rushed up at the speed of teleportation!
"Brother Song, be careful!"
The old man surnamed Mei's face changed and he shouted urgently.
Song Yan already sensed something was wrong and was about to dodge immediately when he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck!
The sharp sword pierced through his entire neck!
He could never have imagined that the girl's speed would suddenly reach such an extreme level!
He had no time to react!