Song Ningxue was walking in an alley, and she had walked through this alley many times. Yue Ling'er originally asked her to live with her in Xifeng Tower, but Song Ningxue has been used to it all these years, and she still likes to feel free and free in the tofu shop. Since she learned that Wu Yonglin is still alive, the gloomy breath of the beauty in the past has been wiped out and her whole body has returned to the charming breath of the past. When she walked through this alley several times, Liu Pier, who was hiding in the dark, had already salivated.

Looking at the plump and enchanting figure and the expression of spring breeze, Liu Pier was already ready to move. At the suggestion of a few spoiled men, she had already prepared some medicine powder and was ready to take down the beauty at any time.

Before Liu Pier could take action, she was directly hit by a slap behind her, and saw the King of Hell with a 'ah' sound. Song Ningxue saw the figure and shouted with a gloomy look: "Master, when did you come?"

"I don't think you want me to come at all. Let's go back with me tonight. Sooner or later, this city will not be able to be kept." The visitor said with no way tolerating Song Ningxue's rejection.

"Master, but what should we do if so many ordinary people in this Xicheng?"

"I think you are worried about the person named Wu? What does the life and death of these people have to do with us?"

"What should Yue Ling'er do?"

"She has betrayed me a long time ago. This time, with the help of the Westerners, I will eliminate them all, so that I can do it myself."

"But, ah, ah, master, my stomach hurts a little." Song Ningxue covered her stomach and ran into a forest next to her. When she tiptoed out of the other end of the forest, the beauty had been waiting there for a long time. Before Song Ningxue could react, the beauty directly pointed a hole in her acupoint, and Song Ningxue fainted. When she woke up again, she was already on a carriage, and the cold master was still there. Looking at the invisible Xicheng, Song Ningxue's aggrievedness was released with tears. She knew that this farewell, I don't know when it was time to see him. Can he really fulfill his promise and fly to find his Snow Lady? No matter how things change, I'm still infatuated. Wu Yonglin, I will definitely wait for you.

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A few days ago, in Xicheng Ma Mansion, a new swallow-like figure came through the air with a light mud. Lei Chengying, who was guarding the darkness, shouted alertly: "Who?"

"Don't panic, it's me." After Mao Zixing reported to his house, the originally tense atmosphere became excited.

"Sect Master, the major matter has been agreed upon? When will we take action?" Lei Chengying asked without hesitation.

"Let's talk about it inside." Mao Zixing patted Lei Chengying's excited shoulder, hugged him and walked towards the inner hall.

Looking at the church members who had been called to gather together inside, Mao Zixing said majesticly: "I have been staying in the Ma Mansion for this period of time, and I have to eat, drink, defecate and sensation under my nose. I am ready to listen to my orders and take down Xicheng in one fell swoop. If there is any mistake, I will definitely not spare you."

Success or failure is a move, Mao Zixing is much more cautious than usual. The strict order from the sect leader and the devoted disciples like Lei Chengying have not changed anything, but Mao Xirong, who is used to being lazy and must drink wine every day, is even more uncomfortable than going to jail.

As Mao Zixing's third son, this son has no ambitions, which is almost 108,000 miles away from his elder brother Mao Xilong and his second brother Mao Xigui. The elder brother Mao Xilong is doing business in Jiangnan and transformed the ill-gotten wealth that Mao Zixing got into a mu of fertile land and a house. Mao Xilong is involved in all kinds of money-making transactions such as cloth, rice, restaurants, etc., and has completely become a wallet for Mao Zixing's future major events.

Mao Xigui did not let down Mao Zixing's sustenance and found a good job in the army. During this period, Mao Zixing was promoted to a thousand households because of his contributions in suppressing bandits. This made Mao Zixing very happy. The relationship between the army was completed again, which made him more confident.

In fact, he cooperated with the Westerners this time just hoped that when a big thing failed, he could find a place to retreat. This "White Lotus Sect" sect cannot be ruined in his hands. If he had the opportunity to show it to the Westerners, he would also like to see it. Aren't the Westerners' living Buddhas the status of the Westerners in a foreign country and the nobles of the times? And we happen to be the same branch as the living Buddhas, and there is a deep soil and conditions for promoting their teachings. Why not do it?

A sneaky figure in the Ma Mansion passed the gate and walked quietly into the city with a guard. Lei Chengying in the shadow shook his head helplessly. He had no choice but to do anything to this young sect leader. He broke his bones and had to connect his tendons. This shameful scandal, he could only turn a blind eye and pass it with a sloppy look. If you really want to be serious, it is completely boring to make things happen.

When the guard appeared on the cold street with the panicked Mao Xirong, a pretty figure had already followed them.

Chunhong is a student of the first phase of the Red Shirt Village "Flying Eagle". The same group as him is also the Yangtze River. They often obtain information. This time they sent the Yangtze River to defend the city because there were only a few men who were willing to fight in the city. The guards of wealthy families could not help you defend the city. Influenced by Wu Yonglin, these people are no longer the ignorant young girls who swept the snow in front of the door. Their patriotism has long been aroused, and this time they directly volunteered to go to the battlefield.

Who said that women were not as good as men? Chunhong was wearing military uniform, with a short sword in her hand, and stood in the battle team that was ready to go. Looking at the passionate and ready to die, she was also infected by this unprecedented emotion.

"Chunhong stays, and the rest of them come out with me." Yue Ling'er gave the order, and Chunhong, who was full of tears of grievance, begged hard and led the team away without any delay.

These days, there are always fewer people coming back every day, but everyone has no sadness at all. They always remember what Manager Wu said: Don’t use tears to hide your cowardice. A person should bravely use his actions to help everyone around him who are still alive. Even if he fights to the last one, we should only stand and laugh. The living should set a good example for the dead, because there will be hope in life.

"Let's go, little girl, you can't help me even if you go. The Yue Village Master has something more important to tell you and me to do." Song Ningxue took Chunhong, who was standing there alone, and this sentence turned her from sadness to smile.

"Sister Song, tell me earlier. Have you sent us out of the city to inquire about the enemy's situation?"

"You'll know when you go."

The easiest time for people to tell the truth is when they get drunk. As the saying goes, if there is a woman in her chest and provoke him, the person who is originally kept silent will definitely want to take out his heart and show him to the other party. The men who come here all have a moral character. They all have a common characteristic: they love to show off in front of women, love to brag about how rich they are, and how dedicated they are to the woman in their arms. Once they succeed, they will not recognize others when they put on their pants - "Ruyan Pavilion".

When there was still smoke outside, although there was a little restrained at night, there was no difference between the day and during the day. Those young masters, merchant masters, and constables liked to visit here. Xing San was one of them. He liked to brag about his killing of several Western barbarian soldiers today in front of those young masters, merchant masters, and beautiful girls. But after hearing too much, those people began to deeply doubt his big words, because the city guards who participated in the killing of the enemy had never been to the "Ruyan Pavilion" since the war between the two sides started. Even Zhou Xun, the Qianzong Master who had almost never returned home at night, disappeared here during this period. Due to the face of the chief chief, these people who usually rely on him were inconvenient to expose his lies, and had to greet him with a smile every day, pretending to be there and dealing with it without laughing.

Xing San regretted not leaving with Lord Wang. At that time, he felt that he had finally seized many spies from the Fanbian because of Manager Wu's trick. Lord Wang took the opportunity to directly promote him to the chief constable. Xing San thought that he had finally made a name for himself, so how could he waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to continue climbing up? Since then, others have only dared to look up to him. He can ignore others. The amount of money handled by the merchants has already made him add another concubine and a few more properties. When he was proud of his youth, the Westerners actually called him. As the chief constable, he could not participate in the defense. However, in recent days, these gangsters have started to do anything bad, which has made the chief constable very busy.

In the morning, the gangsters seemed to have agreed and never went out. Instead, they made Xing Sanle happy, who had finally rested, and they would definitely have fun every day at this "Ruyan Pavilion". Today, the madam said that she had a new boy, and she was still a big girl in the yellow flower, but she was not a good song. She sang a good song, which made Xing San's interest aroused.

"Let that girl come over and sing a small song for me. I sing it well and I will have a reward." Xing San was also tired of those vulgar rouge powders. There were only a few people coming and going every day. Some time ago, I had a little beauty and had already run away with the bedding. Today I heard that there were new things, so I was impatient to try them out.

Just as Xing San was waiting for the beautiful people, the madam rushed in quickly and apologized repeatedly: "San Master, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry. Just now, a young man offered a higher price to wrap the beautiful man who sang the song."

Xing San became angry at once. Some people actually dared to make ground on Tai Sui's head. He had a few heads. Although he did not carry a knife, he was arrogant and felt that it was no problem to beat someone who dared to take away the beauty of others with those few moves. He grabbed the sleeve of the madam and said angrily: "Take me to see, I want to see which little bastard has such courage to make ground on Tai Sui's head."

Before Xing San could get closer, the silver bell-like tune had already brought him into an indescribable heart, and even felt ashamed of his romantic and happy life here, only hearing the tune was like this

"At the corner of the border town in autumn, the beacon fire shines on the high platform. The sad songs hit the building, and the wine is high, and the fun is leisurely.

Who is passionate like the moon in the south mountain? It is specially opened in the evening clouds. The willows on the Ba Bridge and the Qujiang Pond Pavilion should be waiting for people."

A very disgraceful voice inside interrupted all this: "Damn, the master invited you to sing ***, not here to show off your knowledge. You sing for those young masters in a mess, I like to show off my own blood."

As soon as Qingli's voice broke, begging came from inside, and Xing San, who had already rushed over, was furious and kicked the closed door directly.

When Xing San saw an old woman kneeling on the ground and begging for a guy with a pig intestine and fat brain there, he was ashamed of swallowing his saliva. The old woman's figure was like a beautiful woman, and she still had charm now. How charming was she when she was young.

Next to the old woman was a delicate little lady, still holding a pipa and covering her face. This person was the sister who just sang a song. She was sobbing softly there. Now she saw the person who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was in, and ran over directly. She knelt down at Xing San, who was still nostalgic for the old woman: "Master, save my family and mother."

Xing San withdrew his obsessive look and said fiercely to the guy with a pig intestine and fat brain: "It was you who snatched my sister?"

"The uncle came here to relieve his boredom. Whoever paid more money would be the master of this sister. Isn't that the reason? Didn't you come here to listen to the '***'?"

Xing San was already angry and glared at him. He really couldn't find a place to refute this person's dissolute words. At this time, he was standing there awkwardly, either moving forward or retreating.

"Young master, young master, I've found you, I'm calling you to go back immediately." A servant looked at the fat guy with a pig intestines and a fat man.

But I knew that the guy had even gotten into Xing San's fight. He pointed at Xing San's nose without knowing it, and said arrogantly: "Don't let the uncle get in the middle of listening to the song here. Go and do whatever he should do. He was a tactful person to get away from me, otherwise, the uncle's fist would be polite."

Xing San had never suffered such a cowardly aura. He had already swung his tight fist and punched the guy directly in front of him.

Before Xing San's fist approached, the servant next to him had already fluttered out and blocked Xing San's fist with one hand. He shouted to the guy with a pig intestine and fat brain in his mouth, "Young Master, escape quickly."

The guy was calm and turned around step by step, like a drunkard. When he left, he looked fiercely at Xing San, who was fighting with his servants: "Remember it for me, I can't give you good fruits next time."

Xing San and the servant had tried more than ten tricks, and they were already tired. The man took advantage of Xing San's breathing and jumped into the window and fled. Looking at the escaped person, Xing San said in a panic, "You know what you are."
Chapter completed!