Chapter Five Hundred and Fiftieth: The Etiquette, Integrity, and Shame of Scholars
Qin Kunyu saw that the bandits he led were not on the road, so he stood on the stone bridge and waited.
When the bandit took the girl back to the stone bridge, he reached out and grabbed the reins around the horse's neck.
"This big brother, are you really unwilling to give me face?"
The bandit leader was stunned for a moment, and almost said, "How much is your face worth?", but thinking of the tall hat man's instructions, he endured it again, and said without a smile: "Little brother, I have given you enough.
To save my face, if you take those two little girls away now, I will pretend I have never seen you."
The man in the top hat had been staying beside Mei Xing'er. When he saw the bandit leader being stopped by Qin Kunyu, he frowned slightly and rode to Shiqiao on horseback to ask about the whole story.
After learning that Qin Kunyu wanted to stand up for the villagers of Meigang Village, the tall-hatted man frowned and could not relax no matter what.
"Little brother, do you know Bi Songhai, Master Bi, Master Bi?"
Qin Kunyu still squinted his eyes and kept smiling, shaking his head and responded: "I don't know, and I don't want to know, but today you want to take these women away, and you asked me if I would agree. You dare to do it, but the people behind me come to you.
, I’m just afraid that you will die if you continue to have fun.”
The man in the top hat and the bandit leader looked at each other, muttering in their hearts.
Could it be possible that he really encountered the son-in-law of a century-old wealthy family who came out to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?
The bandit leader couldn't make up his mind and looked down at the girls in front of him.
Although this little girl is not as good as Mei Xing'er, she still has a foxy face. Especially the soft touch from the photo she just took was really soft to the core.
They went to great lengths to ride horses from the mountains. Now they let these women go and go back empty-handed. Wouldn't it be a joke to the brothers?
Children of aristocratic families, bullshit children of aristocratic families.
No matter how powerful the aristocratic family is, it's only on the surface that they are bandits, bandits that even the King of Heaven and I can't control.
It would be a real joke if the so-called descendants of aristocratic families fooled them.
After the bandit leader figured it out, his eyes fell on Lin Yanli and Li Zhujiu.
These two little girls are much more beautiful than Mei Xing'er. Although they are not as good in stature, they are better because they are younger. If they are good at giving birth and raising children, their figures may not be worse than Mei Xing'er's in the future.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Qin Kunyu stretched out his right hand, pulled the girl from the bandit's arms, and hid her behind him.
The girl's face was pale, her eyes flashed with uneasiness and fear. In panic, she stretched out her right hand and grabbed the corner of the man's clothes in front of her.
"It's fine."
Qin Kunyu turned his head, An responded with a smile, and after taking the girl's hand away from the corner of her clothes, his right hand quietly came to her waist.
The bandit's eyes were unkind, he raised the saber in his hand, and said with a cold face: "Little brother, since you don't drink the toast and eat the fine wine, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Seeing that the bandit leader was really angry, the tall-hat man pulled the horse rope and retreated from the stone bridge without caring about the identities of Qin Kunyu and his party.
Qin Kunyu put his right hand on the hilt of his sword and watched the saber fall. He did not dodge, unsheathed his long sword and pushed back the bandit's saber.
When both sides use their swords, it will be difficult to end the conflict.
The bandit leader has been in the martial arts world for many years, and he will know the depth of Qin Kunyu once he takes action.
He lowered his head and glanced at the blood bubbles in his palms, and the frivolity in his eyes turned into seriousness.
The young man in front of me is very skilled in martial arts. He is a tough guy and difficult to deal with.
The girl stood behind Qin Kunyu, and her peach blossom eyes suddenly widened. She saw the corner of the young master's clothes hovering in mid-air the moment he drew the sword. In a trance, it seemed as if there was a breeze blowing on his face, and he disappeared quietly, never coming to the human world.
Qin Kunyu stood up straight, holding his belt with his left hand and a sword in his right hand, pressing forward with all his momentum.
The bandit leader felt that there were dense dark clouds above his head, so dark that he could not breathe.
Suddenly, thunder rang out, causing the horses to neigh.
In an instant, the shadow of the sword flashed past, and the bandit leader felt an irresistible force coming from his neck. His arms went limp, and he and his horse fell into the stream together.
Qin
Kunyu turned his head and glanced at Lin Yanli and Li Zhujiu in the distance, and said with a smile: "I told you to give me some face, why didn't you do it? When the two masters behind me came to you, you just
It’s so hopeless.”
When several bandits saw their leader fall into the water, they all showed the sharp knives on their horses, pulled the horse rope in their hands, and charged forward.
Several horses leaped into the air, thick dust billowed, and the cold murderous intent swept along with the strong wind, rolling up layers of dust waves, which could tear the person in front of them into pieces in a matter of seconds.
When the girl in purple robe saw the thick smoke coming, her calves couldn't stop trembling. But when she saw the broad arms of the man in front of her, she felt inexplicably relieved.
Perhaps, this young master can really stop these bandits.
Thoughts flashed through her mind, and the hair on her temples was blown up by the wind. At this moment, she heard several strange sounds, like birds chirping, or like a roc raising its wings. The sharp sound made her cover her ears subconsciously.
The bandits had arrived at the bridge. Qin Kunyu stepped out with his left hand on his belt, kicked out his right leg, and kicked one of them hard on the belly of the horse. The horse screamed and fell down.
The man in the tall hat had his eyelids twitching, somewhat unbelievable at the scene in front of him.
This young man from an aristocratic family looks so thin, but he can actually kick a galloping horse over. With such magical power in such a small body, could he be a famous master on the martial arts list?
The man in the tall hat shook his head and threw this ridiculous idea out of his mind.
Martial arts masters are not rotten fish or shrimps. In a place as big as Rouge Country, there are only sixty people who can be ranked on the list. How can they be bumped into so easily.
Besides, how could there be such a young martial arts master?
Lin Yanli put his hands in his sleeves and saw that the bandit leader's movements in the water were getting smaller and smaller. He said to the young scholar, "Take off your clothes and go fish him out."
"What?"
Mei Changyan felt that he had heard a joke. He was a scholar and had read a lot of poems and books. How could he do such an degrading thing? Besides, with such a woman looking at him, it was not in line with the etiquette of a scholar to take off his clothes.
"Are you sure you don't want to take it off?"
"I won't take it off even if I beat you to death."
"Okay." Lin Yanli patted the scabbard on his waist, a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.
Others don't know it, but she has a keen eye and can clearly see the dirty thoughts in the scholar's heart.
This dog is not a good person, but he is quite beautiful in his heart.
A good beating should help you become honest.
Lin Yanli opened her sleeves, exposing half of her arms, and quietly took a few steps closer with a brisk smile on her face.
When the scholar noticed Lin Yanli approaching, he felt something bad in his heart. These women from Jianghu people did not attach much importance to etiquette, justice and shame. If he tried to influence her, I'm afraid...
When he hesitated, Lin Yanli's fist struck him unceremoniously.
A huge wave of air hit his face, and in a daze, he seemed to see his grandmother, who had been dead for many years, standing on the bridge and waving to him.
Without thinking, the scholar immediately shouted loudly: "Take it off, I'll take it off!"