The young man was so angry that he took the woman out of his arms and threw her to the ground. When the woman felt pain, she suppressed the pain and did not dare to cry out. She rolled and crawled, fell on the young son, protected Tan Chaochen in her arms, and sobbed softly.
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The young man jumped up to He Yanzhao and said word by word: "Old man, say it again."
He Yan had no fear on her face and said loudly: "Just say it, I say you are a shameless beast."
"How brave." The young man was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to slap He Yanzhao. Suddenly, his eyes flashed. Li Luo didn't know when he stepped in front of He Yanzhao. He was calm and calm. There seemed to be nothing in his eyes, as if he was looking at him.
He looked at the young man like he was picking up grass and stones.
The young man paused for a moment, not thinking about how Li Luo arrived in front of He Yanzhao. Even the middle-aged men beside him didn't see clearly, as if he felt that Li Luo should be here.
The young man felt great hatred in his heart, and with the help of his palms, he was about to kill Li Luo under his palms. Suddenly, he heard a scream: "Stop!"
The lean man was overjoyed and said in a loud voice: "The master, the master belongs to the master."
The bandits all around shouted: "Master."
Both the middle-aged man and the young man had their eyes fixed, with different expressions. Looking back, they saw two horses galloping towards them, a man and a woman, sitting upright.
The man's plump and handsome face was spread out casually, and there was a green stubble around his mouth, which he did not clean up. He carried a five-foot long sword on his shoulder and held a green branch in his mouth, giving him a rather bohemian look.
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The woman next to him was twenty years old, maybe even longer. Li Luo couldn't tell the difference for a moment. He only felt that she was very bright and beautiful. She had a red scarf tied on her forehead and tied behind her head. She had willow-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and red lips, which were pale.
Smiling affectionately, she suddenly appeared in front of everyone. She seemed to be the fairy in the Yunyin Mountain, who was nostalgic for the mortal world. The Yao grass and Ganoderma lucidum accompanied the incense, and a few butterflies danced around the woman, just like the bright sun in the sky.
It was a little softer, and the green trees rustled and danced happily. The breeze gently lifted the woman's light blue emerald smoked sweater and floral mist skirt. The woman's shoulders were upright, and her waist was flowing and elegant.
Her skin is as fat as orchid, her eyes are full of spring water, and there is a blue and white jade plaque on her chest, dotted with purple jade, green silk tassels, sprinkled on it, fragrant and tender, her beauty is more delicate than flowers, her every frown and smile are moving.
The heart and soul are miraculous and miraculous, but they are just like this. If you add a little, you will be full, and if you add a little, you will be lacking.
The two of them galloped over, came to the young man, and reined in the horse. The woman was quite unhappy, her face was cold, and she stared coldly at the young man with her beautiful eyes, her pretty face was evil, and she scolded in an unkind tone: "Wen
Zuo, what are you doing?"
The hot look in the young man's eyes flashed away, he lowered his head and replied: "Nothing."
"Nothing?" The woman snorted coldly and glanced at everyone in the field. When she saw Yan's mother and son, her expression changed and she said coldly: "What's going on with them?"
The young man named Wen Zui trembled slightly, raised his head and glanced at the middle-aged man quickly without saying a word. The middle-aged man's face twitched slightly, took a step forward, and asked in a loud voice: "Master, how do you get down the mountain?
Already?"
The woman's face softened a little, she turned over and dismounted, nodded and said, "Second uncle, you have nothing to do in the village, so come down and take a look."
The middle-aged man said with a smile, "It turns out the boss is worried about me."
The woman replied seriously: "Second Uncle, I have never distrusted you. Why did Second Uncle say this?"
The middle-aged man laughed, and when he glanced around, he saw that all the bandits around him had expressions of admiration on their faces, looking at the beautiful woman infatuatedly. The middle-aged man's annoyance disappeared, and he snorted.
: "Master, Feiyang is from a wealthy family. If he's not an official, he must be a treacherous businessman. He's still bargaining with me. Damn it, Wen Zui just went to scare them and didn't do anything extraordinary."
The woman looked at a few people, including Ms.
The rules in the village are: kill without mercy."
The young man hurriedly returned the salute and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was obviously quite afraid of the woman. The unruly man next to the woman sneezed and said lazily: "If you want to chat, we can talk later. Wait here.
The officers and soldiers are here, but it’s going to be bad.”
"What are you afraid of, you straight women and thieves, come one and I will kill one, come two and I will kill both." The strong man said loudly.
The man who spoke smiled when he heard the words and did not refute. He rode his horse and hid in the shade of a tree to cool off. The woman thought for a moment and felt that it was inappropriate to act like this. She shouted in a low voice: "Take the money and leave.
Don't linger here."
Several people shouted in unison, and the middle-aged man walked up to Tan Xiangru and said Yin Yin: "Should you take it out, or should I do it myself?"
Tan Xiangru begged for mercy and cried out sadly: "Your Majesty, I really don't have so much money."
The middle-aged man became angry with shame, raised his hand and slapped Tan Xiangru across the face, shouting: "I don't think you will shed tears until you see the coffin."
Wen Zui covered himself up, pulled out the lancet from his waist, put it against Tan Xiangru's throat, and said coldly: "We have to show him some blood." After that, he was about to cut Tan Xiangru's neck, but at this moment
Two voices came, shouting in unison: "Stop." One was old, the other was soft-spoken, but it was He Yanzhao and the bandit leader. They shouted to stop drinking at the same time. The woman looked at He Yan in surprise.
He nodded, but didn't pay attention to Li Luo.
The woman said slightly angrily: "How much silver?"
Tan Xiangru hesitated, glanced at the woman, and then at the middle-aged man. He was too frightened to say anything. The middle-aged man said proudly: "It's not much, it's just a hundred taels per head, not much. These people are rich and unkind."
, in the fish and meat town, this number is considered small."
The woman's face was ashen. There were at least a hundred people in front of her, and she had one hundred thousand taels of silver. No one else could have raised so much money even if they went bankrupt. Although the Tan family had a lot of wealth, they couldn't get it out in a short while. The woman Liu Mei was down.
Shu, looked at the middle-aged man and said reproachfully: "Second leader, the old village master made it very clear that in everything we do, we must leave a way for people to survive, and we must not kill them all. If you act like this, don't you break the rules of the village? How can you convince the public?"
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The middle-aged man snorted, knowing that he was in the wrong, with a gloomy look on his face and was silent. The woman walked up to Tan Xiangru and glared at Wen Zui. Wen Zui quickly drew his knife and got out of the way. The woman looked at Tan Xiangru and shouted sternly:
"I will not give you any trouble. I will leave you ten thousand taels of silver and leave here immediately. If I don't kill you, it's not that I don't dare to kill you. It's just that I don't want to. If you want to report to the official, I'll let you do it. Can I change my name?"
If you don't change your surname, you will remember Ye Shiyao from Yunyinshan." (To be continued.)