Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 11
"Mr. Qing Ge, the 'Ya Gongzi' among the eight sons of Beili, it is said that every time he appears in front of everyone, there is either elegant music playing or flower petals raining down. Seeing you today, the world really...is there such a thing?" A pretentious person?" Sikong Changfeng stood on Bai Liuli's body, looked back, and couldn't help feeling emotional.

Baili Dongjun was slightly worried in his mind: "Is it okay to leave him there alone?"

Lei Mengsha smiled and said: "Although Qingge son Luo Xuan always likes these flamboyant scenes, but he has real skills, those people can't keep him."

"Where are we going now?" Baili Dongjun asked.

"Three miles outside the city, Xiruo Temple." Lei Mengsha folded his hands in his sleeves, "It's time for us to talk about your affairs."

Baili Dongjun asked confused: "Our business?"

Xiao Li twirled the fingers of his right hand lightly, lifted the falling petals from the ground, twirled them at the fingertips, raised his head, looked at the young man in white who appeared on the eaves at some time and played the bamboo flute, and said with a smile: " Three of the Eighth Princes of Beili have come to this Chaisang City, which is really... disturbing." With a flick of his two fingers, those petals condensed into a feathered arrow, and rushed towards Young Master Qing Ge .Young Master Qingge did not move at all, still playing the bamboo flute gracefully, but when the flower arrow hit close to his body, Xiao Yin made a sudden hasty sound, the white robe was slightly raised, and the flower arrow shot again in an instant. It rained.

"Even the eighth son of Beili, is he trying to use the power of three people to block the new trend of the Southwest Road?" Xiao Li shouted angrily, his true energy soared, he rushed up in an instant, and punched Mr. Qing Ge Smash it.Mr. Qing Ge pointed his toes, and lightly swept back, the eaves under his feet were smashed to pieces by Xiao Li.But the bamboo flute in Mr. Qingge's hand was still playing that soothing and melodious tune, he seemed to ignore Xiao Li in front of him at all, with a spin of his body, the white robe passed by Xiao Li's side.Xiao Li was taken aback, and shouted: "Stop him!"

On the long street, Yan Qiansui raised his butcher knife, and Grandma Zhen flew her silver needle!
Mr. Qing Ge lightly stepped on the Qianjin knife, causing Yan Qiansui's whole body to fall, and then lightly swept it, the jade belt on the waist of the white robe flicked lightly, knocking down the knife. The hundreds of silver needles.The tinkling sound was so crisp, it seemed to be accompanying the song.Mr. Qing Ge stood at the end of the long street, and finally finished playing a piece of music. He put down the bamboo flute in his hand, turned his back to Xiao Li and the others, and asked indifferently: "The strength of three people is not enough, how about the strength of seven people?" Woolen cloth?"

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, the strength of seven people?Could it be... He was startled and asked, "Why!"

But Mr. Qing Ge didn't intend to answer him, he jumped up, got up and left.

"Bai Mei, you need to inform Miss in time." Yan Qiansui stepped forward and said.

Granny Zhen shook her head: "I also need to inform the lord, how long will it take for the lord to arrive?"

Xiao Li sighed softly: "My lord was held back by someone along the way. I have always wondered who has such ability, and now I finally know. The eight sons of Beili actually shot all of them. It's just... because of Gu Jianmen? "

Xiruo Temple.

Lei Mengsha looked helplessly at the two people in front of him: "So, you are really out of your mind, stole a land deed from home, and ran hundreds of miles to open a wine shop and sell wine?"

Baili Dongjun shook his head and clarified: "I am a brewer. It is accurate to say that."

Lei Mengsha said to Sikong Changfeng again: "Then you really have no father and no mother, a wanderer, but you just happened to come to Chaisang City, and there happened to be a place here where you can drink for free, so you can eat for free. live?"

Sikong Changfeng scratched his head: "You are right in saying that, but can you word it a little... more euphemistically?"

Lei Mengsha stroked his forehead with his hands: "My God, did I lose my mind? I thought you were sent by Tianqi City to support you, and the two chess pieces left behind, I thought you had mastered countless chess pieces in the past few days. I got the information, but in the end you are really... passers-by? So why should I waste my time and the identity I finally disguised to save you. I’m going crazy, don’t stop me, I’m going crazy.”

Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng looked at each other, it turned out that the legendary Mr. Zhuomo talked a lot, but he really said that he was just a talker... Baili Dongjun couldn't help but comforted: "Brother Lei, don't be too talkative." I'm sorry, if you need help here...I can help too..."

"Help me, help me, do you know who your grandpa is? Zhenxi Hou Baili Luochen, Killing God Baili Luochen! The kind who would bury the [-] army on the opposite side with a single disagreement! I dare to use his grandson to do it!" Things that cost your life? Don't hurt me, although Lei Jiabao doesn't want me as a disciple anymore, but I can't make it be executed by everyone." Lei Mengsha shook his head again and again.

"What about me?" Sikong Changfeng paused for the spear in his hand.

Lei Mengsha looked at him for a long time, then suddenly said: "You are dying, you are indeed a good candidate."

Sikong Changfeng was taken aback, and the hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

Lei Mengsha continued to scratch his head: "Unfortunately, the marksmanship is really bad!"

This Lei Mengsha seems to be nearly thirty years old, and his martial arts can be regarded as amazing, but his overall speaking style is more childish than the two young boys in front of him. Baili Dongjun is slightly helpless: "Then What do you propose?"

"Someone!" Sikong Changfeng was startled, picked up the spear, and took a step forward.

He only heard the sound of a flute outside the courtyard, Sikong Changfeng took another step forward, but the sound of the flute was already beside him.

So fast.

Lei Mengsha took his time, wiped away tears that didn't exist, and said softly, "You're here."

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and the elegant young man in white had already walked into the courtyard, passed through Sikong Changfeng who was staring at him with a spear, and stood directly in front of Lei Mengsha, who was the one who stopped Baimei Xiaoli for them just now. Mr. Qingge.

"I've heard your voice from a long distance away, and you're not worried about being found by someone." Mr. Qing Ge shook his head and said, as if he was used to the behavior of this talkative young man in front of him.

Lei Mengsha let out a long sigh: "I exposed myself and saved two... passers-by."

"I'm going to Baili Dongjun." Baili Dongjun greeted hurriedly.

"My name is Sikong Changfeng." Sikong Changfeng also put away his spear and said.

"The names are all very good." Mr. Qingge nodded, and then asked Baili Dongjun, "Your surname is Baili?"

"His grandfather is Baili Luochen." Lei Mengsha answered angrily.

Young Master Qing Ge's eyes lit up: "The only grandson of the Zhenxihou Mansion?"

"You know me?" Baili Dongjun was taken aback.

Young Master Qing Ge smiled: "I have a good friend who is from Gandong City. Young Master, you...are well-known in Gandong City."

(End of this chapter)