There are tears in the beads [derived from the history of martial arts]

So many disciples in the gang have died, and everything started because of Shen Daxia, should Shen Daxia give my beggar gang an explanation? "

Xiao Si also echoed: "That's right, the deaths of Donkey Dan and the others are inseparably related to that demon girl Bai Feifei! Daxia Shen, please hand her over!"

Shen Lang immediately refused: "No! Feifei is my wife, and I will not hand her over to anyone."

"Shen Daxia, the wife in your marriage letter is Miss Zhu, and the official seal is stamped in black and white. You and Miss Zhu exchanged Gengxin, and she is the wife you are marrying. This witch is nothing but nothing!" Panda Er had attended Shen Lang's wedding banquet, so he naturally knew the inside story.

Although Shen Lang set up the tombstone of his beloved wife for Bai Feifei, he promised Song Li to let Bai Feifei's soul go with him, so he did not let Bai Feifei's name enter the Shen family.

——Once a woman enters the ancestral grave or ancestral hall, she is a member of her husband's family and a ghost of her husband's family. Naturally, her soul can no longer follow other men.

The seven-bag beggar heard the words and said again: "Since the master of the White House and Shen Daxia have no name, please ask the master of the White House to give us an explanation for the beggar gang."

Someone else mocked: "There are rumors in the world that Bai Feifei, the master of the ghost palace, has always been aloof and independent. When did he start hiding behind men?"

Xiaosi also yelled: "Bai Feifei, did you kill my elder brother and the donkey?"

Shen Lang Hengjian stood in front of him, his tone a little anxious, "Xiao Si, believe me, the cat is really not dead."

The woman behind her was riding quietly on the horse, seemingly turning a deaf ear to everything around her, and did not give any response.

A few young beggars lost their temper and began to boo.

"The witch has a guilty conscience, and if she dares not answer, she will acquiesce!"

"Kill her, avenge the dead brothers, and eliminate harm for Wulin!"

"Yes, the ghost ghost girl has done a lot of evil, and everyone can punish her!"

"Brothers, come on!"

I don't know who started it, several young people waved their bamboo sticks and swept towards the woman.Shen Lang didn't draw his sword, but used his scabbard to block the stick in front of him, using his internal force to shake the opponent away.

Seeing that Shen Lang was difficult to deal with, several people bypassed the front and tried to surround the woman behind him from the other side.Shen Lang hastily popped out the scabbard and knocked their bamboo sticks away.

Seeing this, the seven-bag beggar immediately leaned forward, and at the same time pointed the bamboo stick at Shen Lang's right wrist.Shen Lang returned his sword and stabbed straight along the stick, the seven-bag beggar turned the bamboo stick to lift the sword away, changing the direction of the long sword so that it pierced in the air.

At this time, five people surrounded the woman, Shen Lang was about to turn around to rescue him, but he was entangled in the seven bags of beggar's bamboo sticks, for a while]【He was without time.

Feeling the stick approaching, the woman got up early with her right hand, and a cold light flashed and splashed blood.The stick hit the horse, and the horse galloped with a roar, knocked down two beggars, and then ran away.

The woman had already flew up from the horse and landed lightly on the wetland by the river, holding a long bronze sword in her right hand.Looking at those who attacked her, they all fell to the ground without even making a sound, and they lost their breath in an instant.

"Feifei?" Shen Lang looked at the woman in amazement. He knew that she had lost all her skills when he held Feifei's wrist in the morning, but she had such a powerful skill in just a few hours?Even if, as the old man said, she uses the dragon-binding rope to protect her body, but it's too... wait, dragon-binding rope! ?

Shen Lang carefully looked at the woman on the opposite side, this green leafy white dress was indeed exactly the same as Feifei's previous clothes, but this person was not tied with long ropes.I saw her holding the sword in her right hand, her feet rising and falling lightly, and the Beggar Clan disciples in front of her fell down four more, all of them sealed their throats with a sword, and there were no unnecessary wounds.

Not Feifei!Shen Lang confirmed his guess, and suddenly noticed the long sword in the opponent's hand. The word "Zhan" was engraved on the end of the sword, and suddenly realized, "You are Qing girl!"

The woman sneered, and lifted the white gauze and blue silk shawl in front of her with her left hand, "Will the one wearing the green leaf be Bai Feifei? Shen Lang, you are nothing more than that. With your current ability, if Miss Bai is here, I’m afraid it’s already too bad.”

"Yue Qingqing!?" Xiaosi recognized the woman and called out her full name.

Shen Lang heard his opponent gasp, and the crowd around him also became noisy, and the murmur of discussion reached his ears.

At the wedding of the young master of Renyi Villa, many people in the martial arts were invited. Not only did the news of the ghost palace master's death and resurrection spread without a trace, but Yue Qingqing also gained fame because of seriously injuring the Happy King.

The disciples of the beggar gang were always well-informed, Xiaosi's shout made the beggars surrounding Yue Qingqing subconsciously take a few steps back, no one dared to act rashly anymore.

"Tsk, bullying the weak and fearing the strong." Yue Qingqing glanced at the crowd with disdain, put the sword in her sleeve with her right hand and put away the weapon.

Shen Lang got off the horse, clasped his fists to her and asked, "Miss Qing, where is Feifei?"

"Miss Bai has gone to Baihua Ridge. Anyone who is not afraid of death can follow along." Yue Qingqing put down her words and turned to leave.

[If you want to know what will happen next, let’s break it down in the next chapter]

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Huozawa Kei

[Wu Shiyi] Huozawa [1]

A strange team appeared in Huating County today, and it attracted the attention of pedestrians wherever it went.

The one walking in the front is a woman with a white dress covering her face with green leafy gauze; the one who keeps a distance of five steps behind is a young man leading a horse; a dozen beggars follow behind , all of them were angry.

Ignoring the people behind her, Yue Qingqing walked west along the Songjiang River, and came to an unremarkable tea shed in the suburbs at sunset.

The tea shed was a simple thatched shed, with only six tables for people to rest, and the owner was an old man with gray hair and beard.

Yue Qingqing took a small piece of broken silver and handed it to the tea man, "Old man, I want to borrow your place for one night."

The tea man seemed a little unbelievable when he took the money, he gritted his teeth again, and smiled from ear to ear, "Of course, please sit down, girl." He sold rough tea, one copper coin for a bowl, five copper coins One pot, this piece of broken silver can be worth his daily income.

Yue Qingqing chose a side table to sit down, and the tea man hurriedly made a pot of hot tea for her, and brought a small dish of fennel beans.

After Shen Lang tied the horse, he sat down at the next table and called Xiaosi to come too.

Seeing that Shen Lang had a sword on his body, the tea man did not dare to neglect, so he also made tea for him.Old people also have some winks, knowing that they probably met people from the rivers and lakes, and besides, there are more than a dozen beggars squatting outside.

The guests in the tea shed, who were originally in twos and threes, felt that something was wrong when they saw this posture, and they all checked out and left.

After the tea man settled all the accounts, he also hurriedly packed his things and left.It is said that people in the Jianghu kill people like hemp, and their swords have no eyes. If I can't afford to be provoked by a commoner, it is better to stay far away.

Yue Qingqing took out a stub of candle from his sleeve and lit it, then took a book in his hand, and flipped through it with tea and fennel beans.

Shen Lang and Xiao Si sat at the next table, lowered their voices and chatted, nothing more than each other's experiences these days.Shen Lang had reservations out of selfishness, and only told Xiaosi that Maoer was still alive and had been sent back to Happy City.

The remaining four tables and chairs were occupied by the dozen or so beggars, all cautiously watching Yue Qingqing and Shen Lang.

Unknowingly, the moon is getting westward, and the night in the suburbs is quiet, and there is a faint sound of horseshoes coming from a distance.

Yue Qingqing recognized the sound of the horse's hooves. Mohua Village has only one horse, which is Mingkong's Lion Cong, but this time the one riding the horse is not its owner.

Lion Cong had been following Ming Kong for a long time, and he was very psychic. When he was still some distance away from the tea shed, he noticed that there were many people, and slowed down and paced forward slowly.

When they got closer, Shen Lang and others took advantage of the moonlight to look at the man on horseback, it was a woman.The opponent wears a veiled hat and plain gauze to cover his face, but half of the yellow leaves in his white skirt are dyed red, and there is a long sword on his back.

Xiaosi recognized the clothes with sharp eyes, and shouted in surprise: "Bai Feifei!?"

A word made a thousand waves, and those younger beggars all jumped up, rushing up and rushing towards the woman on horseback.

Shen Lang took a peek at Yue Qingqing, and found that she was just looking up calmly, but had no intention of getting up.There was a guess in my heart, although the costume of the visitor was exactly the same as Feifei's previous attire, but without the dragon rope, it wouldn't be her.

The woman didn't panic, she flipped her wrists and revealed something, the tip of it was shining brightly under the moonlight, shimmering with a cold light, and there was still a bloody shadow near the cold light.This thing grows with the storm, and suddenly it has grown like a gun.Bloody tassels were wrapped around the muzzle of the gun, and they came straight out with a whoosh.

The lion's horse was originally an extremely flexible war horse. When the woman's legs clamped the horse's belly, it jumped up violently. Two little beggars were knocked away before they could dodge it.At the same time, the tip of the woman's gun swept across, and several beggars were stabbed in the shoulders and arms, and blood was seen immediately.

Seeing that his subordinates were injured, the seven-bag beggar couldn't sit still anymore, he took out six angular stones from his pocket, and threw them at the woman in three directions: upper, middle and lower.

Seeing this, the woman leaped up from the saddle, Shishi Cong stopped abruptly on her back, and then she dodged the two stones on the way down with a short body.At the same time, the woman's eyes were quick and her hands were accurate, and the four stones on the upper and middle roads were knocked down by the shaking of the gun shaft, and she used the momentum of the fall to grab and stab straight.

The seven-bag beggar hastily dodged sideways, first used the bamboo stick to deflect the point of the gun, and then grabbed the barrel of the gun with his left hand.His movements were fast, but the woman's response was also extremely fast.

Suddenly hearing a "crack", the woman's palm turned over the long gun. The gun had been split into two, the head of the gun was still in the hand of the seven-bag beggar, but the tail of the gun had been turned upside down and pierced straight into his back.

——It turns out that the end of the gun also has a sharp blade,