I am the leader of the capital

The young people walked out of the alley, and the middle-aged man stood outside the door for a while, quietly looking at the house that has been there for many years. This is the old house of the Qi family, and it has really been many years.

In the past, when he was an official and had some spare money, he bought the two yards on the left and right, and expanded the house. Since then, he has worked hard for many years, and he has become the father of a young man in a flash.

Looking at the stone steps in front of the door, Qi Yushi remembered that his son would always sit here in a daze when he was a child, and the son who had just grown up was also in a daze here, because he had no friends to play with when he was a child, what about now?Could it be that he really fell in love with the little girl from Yang Shoufu's family?
Sighing deeply, the thin middle-aged man looked at the moon above his head and sighed softly: "How can everything be as you wish in this world?"

Mrs. Qi came out of the house and saw Qi Yushi was in a daze outside the door, so she walked over and said to her husband who had walked together in the wind and rain for more than twenty years: "What's wrong?"

The man shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just that he suddenly changed from a child who was worried and anxious by his parents to a parent who was worried about his children. I feel a little emotional."

"Yeah, it's been so many years, Sambo has fallen asleep, should I persuade him like this tomorrow? I'm afraid he won't listen!" Mrs. Qi stopped outside the door, and the old man in the house had already gone into his room to rest. A member of Qi Yushi's distant family was middle-aged and widowed, so Qi Yushi kindly found him something to do in the house.

Qi Yushi sighed and said: "Don't listen? If you don't listen, just let him go. Young people always turn back when they hit the south wall."

"What if?"

"There are so many contingencies. I don't think that girl Yang Siyao is a fool. I don't want to talk about whether she has the same affection for Sanbao. Even if she has, she will refuse." After finishing speaking, Qi Yushi closed the door, facing The woman said: "Come along with me."

The woman nodded, and walked slowly behind her husband in the moonlit silver alley, looked at her husband in front of her and said, "When did Sanbao get spoiled?"

The thin man said as he walked, "I don't know the seriousness, but it's fate. Who knows why he suddenly fell in love with the girl from Yang Shoufu's family? Didn't you still disdain her before?"

After being married for so many years, the husband and wife who had never even quarreled came back to the Qi Mansion after walking around. The old uncle who guarded the door asked who was there, and Qi Yushi answered, such a house actually does not need any concierge. , If you want money, if you don't have money, you only need these few items, if you take them, you will get into big trouble.

"You can go to sleep."

Qi Yushi went into the yard and said to his wife, then walked to his mother's house and knelt in the yard, Madam Qi didn't try to persuade him, he still knew his husband's temperament, and today he accidentally hit his mother who gave birth to him. Ann's.

The moonlight shone in the yard, and the thin middle-aged man knelt there like a wooden sculpture. Qi Sanbao saw it when he got up at night, and he felt even more resentful. He felt that his father was really pedantic.

The guarding army tonight is not strict with the city walls. They turn a blind eye and close their eyes. They don't care if someone comes in from outside the city. After entering the city, the members of the Excalibur Sect bought more than a dozen carriages and countless The urn was lifted from the city wall.

By the way, the deputy head gave several carriages to the soldiers left behind by King Liaodong, and then put the dead Shenjianzong personnel and urns on the carriages, and went all the way to the southwest, where the Shenjianzong was located.

Only the leader, Sun Qimiao, stayed behind, and Sun Qimiao clasped his fists at the crowd and said, "Go ahead, everyone, I've been injured, and I'll be there in ten or eight days after I recuperate."

Everyone clasped their fists and said goodbye. Although Sun Qimiao looked good at this time, everyone knew that he just looked good. It was very dangerous to go on the road at this time, and someone should come out to pick up the leaks as soon as the battle with the King of Liaodong was over. Excalibur sect.

As long as Sun Qimiao is fine, no one from the Shenjian sect will dare to do it lightly no matter how seriously injured they are. Sun Qimiao looked at the carriage going away, and then at the few soldiers who were still packing up the corpses. He has nothing to say about the Liaodong King.

This is the rivers and lakes, as long as you don't use dirty tricks, then it's just life and death, and it's not a big enmity, you kill me and I kill you.

Sun Qimiao was exhausted after the battle. He knew that he had lost too much blood and needed to recuperate. He glanced at the figure sitting under the tree with an iron can on his head. Teenager's face.

Zhang Ergong was terrified at first when he heard the sounds of fighting around him, then the sound of swords and swords disappeared, and the sound of horseshoes went away. He heard the sound of firewood burning. At that time, he almost peed his pants. In the jar, the sounds he heard also had a buzzing effect, so he couldn't really hear what others said.

However, he could still distinguish the sound of the wheels of the carriage. He was worried that everyone was gone and no one could save him, so he crazily shouted for help, but with the tin can on his head, he didn't know if his cry for help could be heard. After spreading the word, I felt my brain hurt.

After the carriage went away, the surrounding area became quiet. The young man was a little nervous, worried that he would be eaten by the passing wild wolves. He wanted to grope to leave, but he couldn't tell the direction. He was worried that the farther he went, the more dangerous he would be. So he was going to climb up a tree and wait for daylight.

After dawn, there will definitely be people walking on this official road, and then he can be saved. He hated that woman to death. Seeing that she is not human, she is more ruthless than Mr. Yun. If she disagrees with her, she will kill her. Life.

Just as Second Master Zhang was cursing the figure in white clothes like snow in his heart, his head suddenly relaxed, and he realized that the jar that restrained his head was loose. The young man hurriedly looked up, and a very fat old man was looking at him.

The young man immediately knew who had saved him, and hurriedly got up to thank him. The old man didn't want to talk too much, pointed at the city wall and said calmly, "Can you go up by yourself?"

Second Young Master Zhang shook his head and said that his current physical condition was really too bad to go up, but who knew that the old man actually said: "Since you can't go up, then wait for your death below."

The young man saw the old man kicking his feet after he finished speaking, and the fat and puffy figure walked hundreds of steps directly up the city wall under the moonlight. He was speechless for a while. What is this called? If you don’t want to take yourself up, just ask yourself what to do What?The boy cursed: "I wish you a shit if you get on the city wall."

It seemed that he was cursed by the young man. After crossing the city wall, the wonderful old man fell headlong. The old man who sat up from the grass vomited blood and began to sit cross-legged. Originally, he planned to bring the unlucky ghost up, but I temporarily found that my body couldn't bear it anymore, so I could only go ahead alone.

If the King of Liaodong retreated a little later, I would have confessed here today. Although no one was my opponent over there, the tigers couldn't hold back the wolves, and no matter how strong I was, I couldn't stand against so many masters.

After meditating for a while, Sun Qimiao hurried towards his small building. The little donkey in front of the door had long since disappeared. After opening the door, the old man saw the little donkey in the house. It was obviously the poor young man. I was afraid of being stolen, so I shut it in the house regardless of the smell.

The young man lying on the counter was sleeping soundly. Sun Qimiao's feet were very light. He walked quietly from the edge of the counter to the small room. He needed to go to his own secret room to heal his injuries at this time. In order to avoid leaving bloodstains along the way, Before he came back, he had burned his blood-stained clothes, and he was wearing a large bed sheet that he found randomly, and he left silver as compensation.

Sun Qimiao, who was walking, suddenly found himself being held back. He thought it was Zhao Fujin who had woken up, but when he looked back, he found that it was this little donkey. The little donkey happily rubbed his head against his leg .

"You are a psychic." The old man reached out and touched the little donkey's head, then walked towards the basement.

The young man outside the city wall climbed very slowly. The city wall was really high, and there was no one patrolling at this time, so he had no one to ask for help. He could only climb up little by little. At that time, the enemy climbed the wall very quickly, so there were no big gaps on the outside of the city wall to attack.

Finally, he climbed up the city wall, but found it difficult how to turn it down. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that there seemed to be a staircase not far from this direction, so he dragged his tired body to go there.

Not far from the stairs in his memory, a soldier saw him. After he revealed his identity, the soldier saw his dirty face, and found him some water to wash his face. While washing his face, the boy found his face was burning. Just looking at it, I found a lot of blood on my hand.

"Son of a bitch."

Second Young Master Zhang didn't know which wicked person did this, but actually put the jar on his head, he was just as vicious as that devil with a fairy aura, he touched his face with his hands, the boy's expression changed, and the There is not much blood.

The young man thought that maybe he was scared by the surrounding environment before and didn’t pay attention. Seeing the situation, he was about to be disfigured. The soldier next to him suggested that it might be possible to save it by asking a doctor to apply medicine earlier, so he borrowed a horse from the soldier and hurried home Ben.

On the way, he saw a man, dressed in black, walking with his hands behind his back. When the young man galloped past, the horse's tail hit the man, so the man trotted and beat the horse to death with one step, then watched the frightened retreat The boy who came to the corner said, "How do you want to die?"

Mr. Zhang Er regretted why he came out to watch the excitement today. The price was too high. He hurriedly knelt down at the man's feet and begged for mercy. You can, what can you do?"

"I, I..." Seeing the man's face getting colder and colder under the moonlight, the terrified young man desperately thought about his own value, and finally said loudly: "I, I don't seem to be very afraid of poison."

This time it was the man's turn to be surprised. Looking at the boy who kowtowed like garlic on the ground, he took out a small bottle from his arms after thinking for a long time, opened it and poured out a dozen small pills, and then stretched out his hand to the boy. Before him, "Eat it all, let me see if you are lying."

Seeing so many pills, even the young man who was indeed somewhat resistant to poison shook his head and flinched back desperately, but the man didn't give him a chance to escape, he squeezed his chin with one hand, and then squeezed all the pills. The medicine was stuffed into his mouth.

Seeing the young man's complexion getting worse and worse, and even the eyes, ears, mouth and nostrils bleeding, the man in black let go of his hand. It was Nangong Jie, known as the Dragon King of the Beast Master Sect.

After Nangong Jie participated in the battle, he circled around the city for a long time. After confirming that no one was following him, he took off the mask on his face, changed his clothes, and came back. In terms of time, it happened to coincide with Second Young Master Zhang who waited until the Excalibur Sect had finished leaving.

Nangong Jie squatted in front of the boy, watching the boy's aura sometimes manic and sometimes weak, constantly feeding him different medicines according to the boy's condition, all the boy's conditions seemed to be within the expectations of this man known as the Dragon King .