Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 10 A Hero Saves the Beauty?Not interested in!

It's getting late.

After riding the horse for half a day, Yang Ming was already a little tired.

Seeing that it was getting late, and along the way, one after another, martial arts figures could be seen passing by him, running in different directions.

Obviously, these are scattered from Juxianzhuang.

With the departure of these martial artists, the situation of the battle at Juxian Village should soon spread throughout the world.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming found an inn to stay.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the inn, Yang Ming got off his horse, and Xiao Er immediately came up to greet him.

Before Yang Ming could speak, a dark blue figure stepped directly in front of him.

At the same time, there is also a faint fragrance.

Is it a daughter's house?
It's just that it's quite different from ordinary daughters' families. The powdery aura on the other party's body is not strong, but has a special feeling.

Yang Ming looked up and found that it was a woman wearing a navy blue police uniform.

He looks heroic, extremely capable, and very tall.

Yang Ming's height is not low, but the opponent is almost at the same level as his head.

Even wearing an extremely neutral police uniform, it can't hide the opponent's explosive figure, especially the long legs.

"Xiao Er, my horses are easy to feed, and I will come to eat more."

After the woman finished speaking, a piece of broken silver shot into Xiao Er's arms.

Then he turned his head and faced Yang Ming.

Only then did Yang Ming see clearly that this woman's face was beautiful and heroic. She had a pretty face, but she also had a neutral beauty.

The beautiful eyes are piercing, and a pair of eyebrows fly into the temples, which is more energetic.

With an apologetic face on his face, the other party handed over his hand to make amends.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, so I'll take the first step."

The female catcher quickly finished speaking, as if Yang Ming was more pleasing to the eye, she took out a portrait from her arms and unfolded it in front of Yang Ming.

"Brother, please ask me, have you seen this person before?"

Yang Ming glanced at it, then shook his head, but said something else.

"The Heroes Conference in Juxianzhuang has just ended, you can ask the girl nearby."

"Don't call me a girl, call me headhunter!"

The woman solemnly added a sentence, and then thanked Yang Ming with a cupped fist.

At the same time, he frowned and muttered something.

"I have no intention of getting involved in the matter of Song Guowulin."

After speaking, she entered the inn, found a table and sat down.

While waiting for the food, she didn't forget to open the portrait and asked the waiter next to her if she had seen the person in the portrait.

The waiter in the waiter also shook his head in confusion, and the female catcher gave up.

For Yang Ming, this was just a small episode, and he didn't care about being cut in line.

In any case, the two of them were just working together, and compared to this, Yang Ming was more curious about each other's identity and background.

Immediately afterwards, the inn clerk also took Yang Ming's horse away to prepare fodder and water for feeding.

Yang Ming also followed into the inn.

In the lobby, there were a few tables of high-ranking guests, and some familiar faces, all of whom, like Yang Ming, had come out of Juxian Manor not long ago.

Before Yang Ming was in the limelight in Juxianzhuang, he also played a glib show, everyone had an impression of him.

Seeing Yang Ming coming in, the martial arts people at several tables clasped their fists away as a greeting.

Yang Ming also returned the salute slightly, then found a table and sat down.

After traveling for a long time, he was indeed a little hungry.

Not long after, the waiter in the shop brought the food.

But on the other side, the female catcher had already started eating and drinking.

Needless to say, although she is a woman, her demeanor is quite heroic.

After eating meat, he ordered two jugs of wine, and poured it generously for himself, ignoring the gazes of others.

She didn't feel discouraged when the matter of asking about the portrait just now didn't come to fruition, she seemed to have been mentally prepared.

Judging from the actions just now, she should be chasing someone.

However, as soon as she entered the inn, she was noticed by everyone here.

The first thing that attracts people is the beautiful appearance.

After all, beautiful women are rare creatures in Jianghu, and they will attract a lot of attention wherever they go.

But soon, everyone turned their eyes away and just peeked out of the corner of their eyes.

While Yang Ming was eating, he happened to hear the two Jianghu people at the table next to him discussing something.

"Boss, that little girl is very energetic, shall we..."

A younger man, looking at the tall figure of the female catcher in the distance, smiled lewdly and spoke.

But before he finished speaking, he received a solid slap on the back of the head.

The person next to him lowered his voice and scolded him angrily.

"You don't have eyes, don't you? Not everyone in the Jianghu can miss it. They belong to the six sects of the Ming Dynasty, and they belong to the Tie Family of Yanjing. Don't cause trouble! Eat your food!"

The guy who spoke frivolously first heard this, gasped, as if frightened by something, and immediately became honest.

Yanjing Tie Family has a lot to do with the Six Doors!

Even if Mr. Tie met the four famous arresters of the six sects, he would still be honored as the uncle, and his prestige in the Jianghu in the Ming Dynasty was even more extraordinary!

Normal people only go to provoke them when their brains are convulsed!

"Yanjing Tie Family?"

Yang Ming was a little curious.

It has been judged by the other party's words and words just now that this female arrester is not from the Song Dynasty, but she did not expect that she is from the Six Doors.

Yang Ming doesn't know much about the affairs of the Ming Dynasty, but since there are six doors, there must be Jinyiwei, East and West Factory and the like.

With so many forces standing here and interfering with each other, this world of comprehensive martial arts is becoming more and more interesting.

Moreover, this proves once again that the world he lives in is a comprehensive martial arts world where many different story lines are integrated, and it also has its own unique development context, which is far broader than he imagined.

Yang Ming picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Taking advantage of the posture of raising his head to drink, Yang Ming's eyes slanted, and he paid special attention to it.

Sure enough, Yang Ming clearly saw the exquisite "iron" character embroidered on the lapel of the female catcher.

That should be the symbol of Yanjing Tiejia.

Listening to the discussion between the two people next to you just now, the amount of information revealed, the other party should have a lot of background.

But Yang Ming only observed a little bit, not taking it too seriously.

This female catcher has nothing to do with him, it seems that the other party has traveled all the way to Song to investigate some cases.

He just paid attention to it a little bit, and then continued to eat.

Soon, the female catcher finished eating and drinking like a storm, without delay, went out directly, got on her own horse, and then drove off with a neighing sound.

The atmosphere in the inn lobby returned to normal.

After Yang Ming finished eating, he opened a guest room and planned to stay for one night before leaving.

During the period, a few low-level warriors came over and made a toast with Yang Ming, and Yang Ming just dealt with it casually.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Yang Ming had already set off before dawn.

Riding on the horses brought by the sleepy shop waiter, the two horses were still vacant, changing footpower, Yang Ming continued on his way with the afterglow of the night.

He deliberately chose this time point in order to avoid as many people as possible on the avenue.

However, the trouble didn't seem to let him go.

After Yang Ming rested overnight, his dantian was finally full of true energy and full of energy. It was the first time he experienced such a peak state.

The pure qi and abundant physical strength made Yang Ming feel unprecedentedly excited.

While walking, he continued to study the essentials of Tianshan zhemeishou.

Suddenly, Yang Ming raised his head and saw a figure appearing not far ahead.

The figure stumbled, with one deep foot and one shallow foot, looking very panicked, not like a normal passerby.

It was only early in the morning, the sky was not yet bright, and when they got closer, Yang Ming could see clearly that it was a woman.

When the woman saw Yang Ming, she hurried over as if she saw a savior.

"Young master, this young master, help me, someone is going to kill me."

The woman begged sadly.

"Not interested in!"

Yang Ming just glanced at it, then refused lightly, and then he was about to walk away from the woman.

Just kidding, I am not a superhero, and I have no interest in dealing with injustices in the road, heroes saving beauty and other dramas.

Seeing that Yang Ming refused very simply, the woman didn't even ask a question, which was obviously unexpected, and she couldn't help being taken aback.

But the next moment, she panicked even more.

Anxiously explained to Yang Ming.

"My lord, I recognize you. I also attended the Juxianzhuang meeting not long ago. I am a disciple of the old man Zhao in Bianzhou. Your words angrily scolded Shan Zheng. You are a man of great benevolence and righteousness. I beg you to do me a favor." Help."

As the woman spoke, she pleaded all over her face, and at the same time kept looking behind her, as if she was worried about someone chasing her.

After listening to the other party's words, Yang Ming looked at her again and found that the woman was indeed dressed as a Jianghu warrior, her steps were steady, and she also had martial arts cultivation.

However, she seemed to have just fought fiercely with someone, and her hair was a little messy.

Looking at her face, she was indeed good-looking, with a rather pure feeling.

If this was put in Yang Ming's original world, it would be a proper face of first love, the kind that can especially arouse people's desire to protect.

It shouldn't be a problem to start a live broadcast and become an Internet celebrity like the ceiling of pure desire.

What Yang Ming cared more about was actually Mr. Zhao revealed in the other party's words.

This is a big shot!
It is heard that Mr. Zhao is the royal family of the Song Dynasty, but he has made a great reputation in the rivers and lakes. He is especially good at spears. He claims that he has shot all over the banks of the Yellow River with a long spear.

It is said that in recent years, Mr. Zhao has taken advantage of his wealth to recruit many disciples.However, the standards for accepting apprentices are erratic, and they often attract some weird or completely untalented disciples, and some disciples are even physically disabled, which is puzzling.

The old man Zhao, the deaf-mute Toutuo, the black-clothed nun Sheng Yin and his wife, etc., are all people with unpredictable cultivation bases but bad tempers. They are notoriously unpredictable, good and evil.

Even so, there are still countless people in the Jianghu who try their best to get in touch with him.

But what is surprising is that Yang Ming still ignored her, but continued to move forward, acting very indifferent.

But the woman followed closely beside Yang Ming's horse, and continued to beg bitterly.

(End of this chapter)