Consort, stop

"If this is a desolate place, and you meet unreasonable and unreasonable barbarians, just based on what you said just now, you will already be a dead soul by the sword." A short sentence made Mr. Wu feel cold. .In the end, the man in white also added a sentence after that sentence: "If you do many injustices, you will die yourself. I hope you will do it well."

Mr. Wu ran away in a desperate manner with those injured men, and the people around him all clapped their hands and cheered, it was really joyful.After laughing a few times, he turned his attention back to the two teenagers on the ring.The man in white nodded slightly to the man in black and then left the stage.

"I'm really sorry, everyone. I surprised you just now. Let's continue." The man in black said apologetically to the people in the audience, cupping his fists. "I don't know if there is another expert who is willing to fight with Zai next time? If not, then please ask Master Lin to announce the result." Having said this, a gleam of joy flashed in the eyes of the man in black. "Of course there is." It was a female voice, and before the common people started complaining about the voice, an unsteady white-faced scholar appeared on the stage.I saw this man standing there very frightened, the man in black didn't need to go up to compete with that posture, I am afraid that he would not be able to stand firmly for a while.

"It's really useless." The female voice sounded again, and the people listened aptly this time, and all of them turned their eyes to the side.The owner of the voice was wearing a long pink dress, standing beside the man in white. "Young master, do you think it's right for us to do this?"

The white-clothed man burst out laughing, "You have to see the result, right? Hey! Scholar, you are already on the stage. Whether you can do it or not depends on yourself."

I just heard the scholar want to cry but said without tears: "Brother Yu, aren't you embarrassing me? This... this young man is very skilled in martial arts, and I am a powerless scholar..."

"If you don't do it, how will you know the result? Don't talk nonsense, I'm a little tired after watching the show for so long." The man in white interrupted the scholar's words directly, beckoning the scholar to hurry up and compete, so that he can get the result Rest.

Seeing that the man in white is like this, the scholar understands that the matter has come to an end and the only thing left to do is try.But he is a scholar, he doesn't know how to wield a knife and a gun, so how can he compete?Is it more literary?This seems to be like a contest to recruit relatives. "This brother..."

The man in black seemed to have lost his modesty just now, and took the lead in attacking.The man in black stabbed at the scholar's chest with a sword, the speed was as fast as lightning, the scholar knew he couldn't hide, but he didn't want to give up, so he could only watch the man stab with his eyes wide open.The end result was an injury, but it happened to his hand.This does not seem to be the final location of the sword's advance. "You won this round, congratulations, young master."

Scholar: "..."

Master Lin was dumbfounded, and the people were stunned.

What kind of situation is this, just giving up the arena that he has guarded for so long like this?Master Lin couldn't calm down anymore, so he simply called out to stop the man in black who wanted to jump off the ring. "Master Lin, where is your son-in-law? I still want to wait for a wedding drink."

Master Lin blushed: "... definitely..."

Only after the white-clothed scholar saw the black-clothed man jump off the ring did he feel that he had won.This can't be blamed on the scholar, he thought he would be given a severe lesson by this man, and then thrown away like trash.As a result, the man told himself that he had won.I pinched the flesh on my arm, and the pain was very obvious, so all this is true! "Thank you son."

"Your entrustment, you don't have to be polite."

When the white-faced scholar heard what the man in black said, he naturally thought that he had indeed asked someone to come to this martial arts competition to recruit relatives, and he would wait for the winner of the ring to admit defeat when he appeared. Naturally, he is the winner and can marry Miss Lin.

The man in black had jumped off the ring by himself. Even if Master Lin refused again and again, he could only announce that the winner this time was the white-faced scholar who came on stage last.He also announced the date of the wedding, and held a three-day banquet in a big restaurant in the city.Seeing this, the man in white didn't decide to stay any longer, and motioned for the woman in the long pink dress beside him to leave. "Young master, please stay."

There were two people staying with me. When the man in white turned around and left, the man in black followed. "What is it?"

The white-faced scholar wrote: "Thank you for your help, my lord, if it wasn't for..."

The man in white waved his hand to signal the scholar not to continue, "No problem. I also wish you and Ms. Lin a good relationship for a hundred years and a forever bond."

The white-faced scholar saw the white-clothed man pretending to leave, so he quickly said: "Xiaosheng is going to get married soon, and I want to invite you over for a wedding wine. I don't know what you want?"

The man in white opened his mouth readily and agreed to the scholar's request. "I don't know which inn the young master lives in?"

Before the man in white could say anything, the woman beside him answered. "I haven't chosen a place to live yet, and my son is so anxious to know. Why don't you arrange a place for me?"

"Xin'er. Don't be rude." Yun Zerui felt a little helpless when he heard his girl making fun of the scholar.It seems that the girl has complained about her traveling day and night recently, and that it is not easy to go to a place to rest and then be entrusted with such a thing, it is too much for anyone to put it on. "My lord, Xin'er is telling the truth."

"My lord. Please forgive me for the rudeness of the servant girl. The residence has already been booked, so you don't need to worry about me. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." After Yun Zerui finished speaking, the white-faced scholar naturally couldn't continue to ask. .Even if I really want to know which inn this person lives in, that's all, I will naturally be able to see this person at the wedding.You must give me a good thank you when the time comes.

Yun Zerui turned around and left, and the two people behind him naturally followed.Xin'er slowed down a few steps, and walked shoulder to shoulder with the man in black, that is, Yun Fei. "Xiao Fei, what do you think is wrong with the son today? He looks very unhappy."

Yunfei took a look at Xin'er, and said coldly: "Don't say you are in a bad mood, I am also in a bad mood."

Xin'er asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Yun Fei casually said: "Look, originally according to the schedule, I would arrive at the imperial city two days before the big wedding, what do you think now? I traveled day and night, and several horses died of exhaustion on the road. Even the young master’s favorite horse ran to death on the road, and finally ran all the way by using lightness kung fu. I thought there was something urgent, but it turned out to be a good thing, and it turned out to be helping someone guard some broken ring. It’s really unpleasant.”

When Jing Yunfei said this, his heart had already thought of all kinds of things.But after all, it still didn't make any sense, so he continued to ask: "You mean, the young master didn't know what the urgent matter was before he came here?"

"En. At that time, the young master only started to rush non-stop after reading Fei Ge's biography."

"That is to say, when we were about to arrive, that person informed the young master that he was here to guard the ring?"

Yunfei nodded: "You can say that."

Xin'er said angrily: "It's really too much."