Xiao Yueye has been silent since this man appeared. wWw!QuanBen-XiaoShuo!CoMOn the surface, it seemed that this man was helping Xiao Yueye, a "poor" man, from having his wife robbed, but Xiao Yueye knew clearly in his heart that this man was helping those four dudes. If he didn't show up, the broken silver in Xiao Yueye's hand would pierce their heads!
The birthmark man smiled lightly, not surprised by Xiao Yueye's expression at this moment. But underneath his faint smile, there was indeed real tension and pain.
This murderous aura seemed to be an entity, completely surrounding me.
Summoning all the inner strength in his body to resist this murderous aura, a lot of sweat oozed out from the face of the man with the birthmark, and slowly gathered and flowed down his face.
Rourou was always too kind. She pulled Xiao Yueye and shook her head.
Xiao Yueye thought for a while, snorted softly, retracted his murderous intent, and lowered his eyes.
The man with the birthmark took a deep breath. For just a moment, he felt as if he had been walking around in hell.
Wiping the sweat from his head, he sat on the stool and said with a slight smile: "I don't want to save them, I just want to save one person."
"The son of the nine admirals, Yang Rong?" Xiao Yueye could see very clearly from the side. From the appearance of this man, Yang Rong's inexplicable reaction, and what he said, it can be seen that this man has no relationship with Yang Rong. shallow.
As if he knew what Xiao Yueye was thinking, the birthmark man shook his head: "He and I don't have much to do with each other. If possible, I would like to kill him with my own hands."
"Oh? Then why did you save him? Who are you?"
The man with the birthmark clasped his fists and said loudly: "I am Yang Zhi, the son of the steward of the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion. After all, Yang Rong is my young master. However, when I was ten years old, I canceled my slave status and left the Yang family. ”
After hearing him say her name, Rourou was stunned for a moment, looked at it a few more times, and then fell into deep thought.
Xiao Yueye didn't notice this, and asked calmly: "I still don't understand, why did you save him?"
Yang Zhi sighed: "I only found out recently that he married my sister as a concubine. Although he is a scumbag, if something happens to him, my sister will be widowed. That's why I saved him. I hope you will, You can give him a break.”
"I let him go, but he may not let me go." Xiao Yueye said meaningfully, with a smile on his face.
Rourou stared at Yang Zhi at this time, her eyes unblinking, and she slowly spoke out in a voice like an oriole: "Yang Zhi, male, twenty-four years old, the ninth generation disciple of Qianji Sect, and the next heir to the sect leader . He has average martial arts skills and is proficient in the art of mechanism. He is rated as the most talented disciple in the history of Qianji Sect. "
Yang Zhi was shocked: "You, how do you know?"
No wonder he is like this. He has never set foot in the martial arts world. He has always been studying the art of mechanism in the sect with no distractions. Qianjimen is also very protective of him, and few people in the outside world know about him.
How could this woman know
At this moment, Yang Zhi suddenly thought, what are the backgrounds of these people
Xiao Yueye was also surprised, she didn't expect this person to be so powerful. The most talented disciple in the history of Qianji Sect? This comment is not a boast.
Rourou smiled sweetly, but did not answer, and Yang Zhi couldn't ask further questions.
Yansha was coaxing the children. She didn't care about the life or death of the four people. To a certain extent, she understands Xiao Yueye better than Rourou, because the two of them have one thing in common, that is, they are ruthless.
Xiao Yueye is definitely not the kind of person who is soft-hearted, and he is even less likely to let go of someone who offends him.
Several people, each with their own thoughts, unexpectedly calmed down for a rare moment. Only Xiao was in his heart, blinking his dark eyes, not knowing what he was laughing at.
"I said that if I let him go, he may not let me go. Do you remember?" Xiao Yueye's deep voice slowly sounded, and Yang Zhi was stunned.
The soft and beautiful eyebrows moved, and the former sighed unnoticeably.
Yang Zhi's martial arts skills were not as good as theirs, and he raised his eyebrows in confusion, wondering why Xiao Yueye mentioned this.
However, he soon found out.
A group of officers and soldiers rushed in aggressively outside the door, led by four people named Yang Rong. Yang Rong's expression was a bit gloomy and ferocious, and he stared straight at Yang Zhi.
From the moment he saw Yang Zhi, the long-lost hatred and murderous intention in Yang Rong's heart emerged involuntarily. The same face, exactly the same hateful face as a child and as an adult. He has never understood since he was a child, why he, the son of a dignified admiral of the Nine Sects, was bullied by this servant's son, but no one spoke up for him.
Even the grandmother who loves her the most will scold herself instead of blaming the monster with the birthmark.
"If you do something bad once, I will beat you once." The childish voice of his childhood echoed in his mind all the time. In this life, the person Yang Rong hated the most was Yang Zhi!
It's a pity that he left the Yang family when he was ten years old. Originally, he thought he would never have a chance to take revenge. Who knew, he would come back!
As soon as Yang Rong went out, he led four people to find the officers and soldiers patrolling the streets, and they came in force. The one he wanted to kill was Yang Zhi, not Xiao Yueye.
Therefore, Xiao Yueye's judgment was actually not entirely correct. At least, it was Yang Zhi who Yang Rong wanted to kill.
Xiao Yueye glanced at the uniforms of the officers and soldiers indifferently. They were city guards, soldiers and horses responsible for the safety of the capital.
"How brave are you, you unruly people, how dare you offend four young masters?" A soldier who looked like a captain pointed arrogantly at Xiao Yueye and the others and yelled.
Xiao Yueye ignored them at all, and just smiled faintly at Yang Zhi, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
Yang Zhi clenched his fists, but had no choice but to sigh for his sister. Maybe she would live better without Yang Rong.
"Pa!" A crisp sound shocked all the officers and soldiers. As for the arrogant captain, half of his face was swollen, with an obvious palm print on it. His whole body also drew an arc in the air and fell heavily on the stool.
Although these city guards have no abilities, they still have good eyesight. Who is this? With just a slight wave of his hand, the captain who was several feet away from him became like this.
For a time, many people regretted coming.
The so-called bullying of the weak and fear of the strong has been true since ancient times. I originally thought that Xiao Yueye was a soft persimmon, but who knew that I had misjudged him. The four of them, Yang Rong, all looked hesitant, their eyes flickering, obviously muttering to themselves.
"***, you dare to fight... hit me... Oh, give it to me... I... beat me hard, if... something happens, I will take care of it!" The captain held his face. , with a fierce look on his face.
These soldiers looked at each other and secretly estimated that there were at least thirty people on their side. Is it possible that even two men couldn't beat them
Rourou and Yansha were automatically ignored by them, but a few quick-thinking people had already planned to capture them and use them as hostages.
A group of people rushed over like howling jackals. There were many ferocious roars, but they soon turned into howls of ghosts and wolves. Of course, they were howls.
Xiao Yueye's figure flashed and he appeared in the crowd. When he is really angry, he will not show mercy.
He held a handful of bamboo chopsticks in his hand, waved his right hand, and "swish, swish, swish" was heard. Several soldiers covered their eyes and fell to the ground rolling.
All the moves on his hands were ruthless, and all of them were aimed at vital points. The soldiers around him either had their arms shattered, or their legs were beaten into knots. Some of them covered their crotches and burst into tears. They would be ruined in the next life. .
For a few fierce ones, Xiao Yueye directly pierced their palms with chopsticks.
"Don't move. If you move again, I'll kill them." Several soldiers stared at Xiao Yueye in fear, the knives in their hands trembling.
They watched helplessly as Xiao Yueye beat all his brothers to the ground like a demon. The painful and wailing sounds turned into the sounds of the underworld, stimulating their nerves.
These city guards, apart from using their power to bully others, had never seen such a tragic scene. One or two who couldn't hold on could just lie on the ground and vomited.
Xiao Yueye showed a hint of helplessness on her face and sighed: "Yan'er, what are you playing with Sister Rourou?"
Yansha and Rourou both had smiles on their faces, and between their necks, two shiny knives dazzled people's eyes. The knife was trembling slightly, showing the master's mood.
"Damn it, I told you to be ruthless. Haha, if you dare to hit the guards of my city, I will cripple you today and you will have nothing to say. Boy, aren't your kung fu good? If you dare to move and try, I will ask someone to kill you. Women and children. Ah Mao, bring his kid over, I’m going to beat him to death.” The captain’s pig head was filled with a happy smile.
He didn't notice the colder murderous look in Xiao Yueye's eyes, and when the guard named Amao stretched his hand into Yansha's arms, he didn't notice that he was not far from death.
"Uh." Amao made a difficult sound, and was surprised to see the white jade-like tender hand on his neck. What kind of hand is this? Even the most beautiful Xiaoyu in the kiln can't compare to it.
But at this moment, this hand turned into the seducing hand of the underworld. With a gentle squeeze of two fingers, Amao seemed to hear the breaking sound coming from his own throat, and then he couldn't hear anything anymore.
Yansha threw the body aside casually, filled with murderous aura and energy, and the clothes on his body floated up.
Rourou slapped away the soldier who had the knife on her neck. Before Yansha could take action, she quickly hugged Zai Xin and covered her eyes.
If the two women were a bit playful at the beginning, then at this time, they were really angry. Even Rourou, who has always been kind, still kills killers. To actually want to deal with such an innocent child like Zai Xin is simply inhuman.
"You all have to die today." For the sake of the child, Yansha can restrain all her killings, but at the same time, for the sake of the child, she can transform into the ruthless Shura again.
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