The scene was embarrassing

"

Yan Shaoqing took a sip, looked up at him, and said, "What's wrong?"

Tang Qi said: "...It's nothing, I say this wine is not bad."

18.

Yan Shaoqing drank the wine and asked, "Which sect are you from?"

"I haven't joined any sect." Tang Qi said, "Brother Yan may not like the fancy fists and embroidered legs I have practiced."

"What kind of weapon did you practice?" Yan Shaoqing asked again, pinching the rim of the teacup with his slender and well-knit hands.

With his status, of course he can practice any weapon.

It's just eighteen kinds of martial arts, everything is loose.

Tang Qi glanced at the sword on Yan Shaoqing's back, and said casually, "Just like Brother Yan, you practice swords."

Yan Shaoqing said: "Then I will enlighten you."

After finishing speaking, he threw a sword into Tang Qi's arms. In the wind, Yan Shaoqing's long sword was unsheathed, and Tang Qi's expression as if he had eaten shit was reflected on the polished sword.

19.

day.

Why didn't you draw your sword when you were fighting the cult just now? ?

Tang Qi hadn't lost his mind yet, Yan Shaoqing's sword had already pierced the tip of his nose.He was forced to draw out the sword that Yan Shaoqing had just thrown over, and instinctively fell back, the side of Mr. Yan's sword slashed across his profile, probably breaking a few hairs on his face.

Yan Shaoqing's sword came out extremely fast, but there was still some mercy in his hands, Tang Qi took advantage of this gap of mercy, supported himself, and flew out of the shop.

He turned his head and saw that Yan Shaoqing was chasing after him with a sword in hand, like a deadly ghost.

Tang Qigang wanted to say that he didn't know anything about swordsmanship, but Yan Shaoqing stopped him with the tip of his sword when he got to his mouth.

Yan Shaoqing practiced deadly moves, as soon as the sword was out of the sheath, there must be plans to see blood.

But Tang Qi didn't want to see blood, so he had to try his best to block Yan Shaoqing's moves, while looking for opportunities to escape.

"Huashan swordsmanship?" Yan Shaoqing frowned and murmured, "It shouldn't be, or the Yulin sect?"

While talking to himself, Yan Shaoqing's sword did not stop, but became more fierce and hasty.

Tang Qi's eyes were red, his heart froze, and he raised his foot to sweep Yan Shaoqing's bottom.

His trick was also ruthless, but after all, it was a desperate move, and Yan Shaoqing dodged it after a little dodge.

The boy's red eyes looked like a rabbit that wanted to bite, and when he became fierce, he still had some momentum.Yan Shaoqing felt that this young man's martial arts were unfathomable, and he was by no means an ordinary person who had just entered the rivers and lakes, so he wanted to push the opponent to a dead end, and then find out the depth of the opponent.

He hadn't felt like meeting his opponent for a long time, but now that he had an opportunity, he jumped in.

Yan Shaoqing's swordsmanship was flawless, Tang Qi was so angry that he was dying, but he couldn't escape with light work.

He blocked Yan Shaoqing's sword again, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the cat at the door of the small shop, and he had an idea, and shouted: "Brother Yan, there is a cat behind you!"

Mr. Yan was flying in mid-air with Tang Qi to fight, but Tang Qi's sudden yell made his legs go limp, and he fell on the loess with a slap, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust.

Tang Qi glanced at it silently, lifted his shit-yellow robe, and immediately flew in the direction of the righteous cult.

Ha ha.

20.

Among the juniors on the rivers and lakes, there are not many light skills comparable to Tang Qi.

It's just that he was nervous and worried too much before, so he didn't directly use lightness kung fu to escape.

He has always disliked confronting people head-on, and apart from a few hidden weapons on his body, he has no weapons for self-defense.

Most of Tang Qi's ability to live to this day is due to his lightness skills.

Yan Shaoqing was still paralyzed behind, Tang Qi estimated: If you don't run now, when will you wait?

So he slipped away.

The human skin mask on his face is not pretty, but his qinggong is as sharp as an eagle, and the beauty is majestic.

Flying into the air, Tang Qi suddenly felt something was wrong, and his heart skipped a beat again.

The voice of a righteous person below was like thunder: "Isn't this the light kung fu of the thief Tang Qi? I didn't expect to see you here today. I came here to fight in vain."

Tang Qi: Oh, I thank you, your father, your mother, and your second uncle.

21.

His lightness kung fu only used five layers of kung fu, can this be seen by others?

And he didn't even want to have anything to do with the messy people below?Is it necessary to cross the road?

Tang Qixu twisted his foot in mid-air, and suddenly caught sight of the reflection of Yan Shaoqing's sword face under the scorching sun.

As the saying goes, the house is broken and it rains all night, the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs...

He didn't mean that Yan Shaoqing was a dog, but that he was chasing after others, what else was there besides a dog?

Just thinking about it, a hidden weapon was brushed against his ear.

Tang Qi slapped those cult disciples who were throwing hidden weapons indiscriminately a hundred times in his heart, and dodged five poisonous darts on one side of his body.

Then someone threw a silver needle up again, Tang Qi sneered, pulled out a large rag from his skirt, and put all the hidden weapons flying behind him into it.

Cult disciple one: "It's Tang Qi!"

Cult disciple two: "It's Tang Qi!"

Cult Disciple Three: "It's Tang Qi!"

Tang Qi: Yes, it's me.

22.

Yan Shaoqing stopped.

Tang Qi also stopped not far away with the rag bag, smiled slightly at the group of people from the rivers and lakes howling his name, and said, "Well, do I have any grudges against you?"

??

Cult disciple [-]: "Yes."

Tang Qi: "Really?"

Cult disciple [-]: "Yes."

Tang Qi: "Why don't I remember that I had a feud with your cult?"

The third disciple of the cult said, "You have offended the leader."

23.

Tang Qi counted with his fingers in his heart.

There is such a thing as hell.

In the past two years, the cult has had a new leader, a fragile and beautiful boy.

The handsome young man has no other hobbies, but likes to comb his black hair that reaches to his waist. A broken wooden comb has been used since birth.

Tang Qi drank some wine and accidentally made a bet with someone else.

Then he straightened out the broken wooden comb.

24.

"Tang Qi, do you still remember where you put your things?" Er Yinyang, a disciple of the cult, asked strangely.

"I don't remember." Tang Qi was very sincere.

"You put that old bald man on the righteous way." The cult disciple three reminded him.

……

Tang Qi felt very heavy.

At the beginning, he just felt that the world was too boring, and Wu San, the leader of the martial arts alliance, was a bald man who lost his hair every day.

Of course the bald man doesn't use a wooden comb. After he stole Wu Bald's wig, he put the wooden comb on Wu Bald's pillow.

Yan Shaoqing, who was standing among the crowd, glanced at Tang Qi indifferently, and did not take the opportunity to hit him.

Maybe it was because he felt that these people beside him could beat Tang Qi to death without doing it himself.

Tang Qi lowered his eyes and shook the rag bag in his hand.

Then with a shake of his hand, he threw those silver needle poison darts and his own special chili powder to the people in the world who were still waiting for his confession.

25.

Ha ha.

26.

If he had to be besieged and confessed like this every time he finished stealing, would he still be able to call himself a thief?

Tang Qi kicked his feet happily, and went to the sky again.

When he felt that he was almost done flying, he looked back and saw that Yan Shaoqing was still flying behind him, at a moderate distance, not leaving.

27.

The streets and alleys, the fragrance of rouge and wine.

Tang Qi stepped on the red tiles, and the warm wind with the smell of meat greeted him in the face. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his steps became faster and faster.

He didn't stop, and neither would Yan Shaoqing.

So he suffered, and Yan Shaoqing had to suffer too.

Tang Qi was sure that Yan Shaoqing would not chase him for seven days and seven nights like Tan Shusheng. After all, how could a young man be compared with Tan Shusheng.

But Yan Shaoqing's lightness kung fu is not bad, the distance between Tang Qi and him still hasn't increased or decreased in the time of two sticks of incense.

If it weren't for his great confidence in his lightness skills, Tang Qi would have thought that Yan Shaoqing was deliberately teasing him.

Not only is Yan Shaoqing a good-looking swordsman, but even flying with lightness is very pleasing to the eye.

Tang Qi relied on lightness kungfu to save lives, so he needed to be quick and sharp, but Yan Shaoqing's lightness kung fu was used to add points to his swordsmanship, and when he flew up, his clothes fluttered, and he looked like a teenager.

Tang Qi secretly looked back several times, Yan Shaoqing had a dead face, and could not see any emotion.

Tang Qi felt that it was not good to fly around the eaves all the time in broad daylight, so he suggested to Yan Shaoqing: "Why don't you take a rest first, and then continue after you are full of wine and food?"

Yan Shaoqing said, "Not good."

Tang Qi said, "I won't poison you."

Yan Shaoqing glanced at him indifferently again, and stopped talking.

28.

Yan Shaoqing chased Tang Qi for four days, all the way to the Lin Pavilion.

Lin Pavilion is located in Linyang City, and its reputation is second only to Yixiangyuan in the capital.

Presumably everyone should understand that the so-called Yixiangyuan is a place for health care for the rich.

It's just that the name of Lin Pavilion is elegant, and many literati will come here to find girls for a drink if they have spare money, and then go to the pavilion to listen to a few ditties.When the mood came, I wrote a few poems. Of course, the poems talked about nothing more than praising the appearance of the oiran, or romantic affairs and so on.

When Tang Qi stopped on the eaves of the Lin Pavilion, the popular oiran Liu Ruqing was playing the piano underneath.

With a faint fragrance floating, Tang Qi patted the dust on his body these days, and raised his eyebrows at Yan Shaoqing who was standing on the opposite eave.

Tang Qi said: "Young Master Yan, look at the beauty of this beautiful day..."

Yan Shaoqing wanted to draw his sword.

Tang Qi said, "Wait a minute, I'll give you something."

Yan Shaoqing frowned slightly, waiting for Tang Qi to take out the things.

Tang Qi glanced at Yan Shaoqing, and after a long time of deliberation, he meowed.

Meow's twists and turns are vivid, comparable to the female cat named Chun on the eaves.

A little fur ball of tiger skin jumped out of Lin's loft, rolled, and landed at Tang Qi's feet.

Yan Shaoqing: ...

29.

The night wind is very cold.

Yan Shaoqing stood quietly in the night, looking at a palm-sized tiger cat.

His hand was still on the hilt of his sword.

He has maintained this posture for half an hour.

Tang Qi Mao