The person who came was wearing a brocade robe and a copper belt, with a soft-footed futon on his head.
His eyebrows are like a knife, his face is like a crown jade, his sleeves are graceful, and he walks with wind, what a handsome young man!
Cui Jiu knew the person coming, so he didn't dare to make any mistakes, so he turned around and worshiped: "May you be blessed and safe, Fifth Young Master! I came here today, but I didn't greet you respectfully. Please forgive me!"
The mountain guards behind him also abandoned their long soldiers, bowed down in the same manner, put their hands in front of their foreheads, and said "forgive me".
Only then did Yang Chaoxi catch his breath and looked up. The "Fifth Young Master" was none other than Cui Gong, the fifth brother of Cui who had been drinking with him at night, cutting candles and composing poems a few days ago, and even got very drunk.
The situation was unclear at this time, so it was not appropriate to chat. Yang Zhaoxi heard a moan from Tan Qing in her arms, and regardless of the injury to her left arm, she hurriedly opened her skirt and took a look. She saw blood flowing like a stream on her calf wrapped in a plain narrow robe.
Note, an iron feather flying knife was mostly engulfed and damaged the leg bone. Half of the skirt was dyed dark red, and blood poured into the embroidered shoes and overflowed from the back of the heel.
Tan Qing nestled in his arms, feeling pain and joy at the same time. She felt him lift up her skirt, and her face was hot with embarrassment. She gritted her teeth and refused to hum again. While she was intoxicated, she suddenly felt
He took off one of her embroidered shoes, took off her stockings, and pulled open the skirt of her skirt. He suddenly became panicked:
There is a large crowd here, what is Senior Brother Yang going to do? Even if his intentions are frivolous, shouldn't he find a place where no one is around...
Tan Qing was thinking wildly and was in a daze for a while, but she heard him shout softly: "Junior sister Qin, don't move! I still have some golden sore medicine here. I'll apply it on you first. If you spill it, it won't be good."
Only then did Qin Qing obey the pain, stretch his legs and let him do whatever he wanted. He felt a sharp pain on his calf. He pulled out an object and threw it aside, making a "dinging" sound.
Even when he felt a corner of her skirt being grasped by him and gently wiping the blood stains from the wound, he felt a burst of pain like insect bites.
After wiping for a while, several cracks of silk were heard, but it was Yang Zhaoxi who tore off a few strips of cloth from his body. Then he took out a small half bottle of golden sore medicine, popped off the cork, and spread the medicine powder evenly on the
above her wound.
Tan Qing suddenly felt a heart-burning pain coming from the wound. His calf, which was as pink as a lotus root, couldn't help but twitch, but was pressed tightly by his warm hand, unable to move. Soon he felt the pain.
The strips wound up in circles, and the pain in the calf seemed to recede, fading away inch by inch, and in the end only a feeling of burning heat and coolness remained.
It sounds like a long time, but in fact it only takes a few breaths.
After Yang Zhaoxi treated her leg injury, he realized that cold sweat and hot sweat had gathered on his head, and he was a little dizzy. It turned out that the pain had already hit his shoulder, and the left arm that had been stabbed quickly lost its strength, and he no longer listened.
He made a move. The place where the two flying knives were inserted was swollen as if on fire, almost filling his sleeves. The rough linen cloth rubbed around the wound, as if it had been brushed by an iron brush, and the pain made his chest feel cold.
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At this moment, Cui Gong stepped forward, followed by the obedient Shan Ling Guards. Looking at Yang Chaoxi, whose clothes were in tatters and with several wounds, Cui Gong knitted his brows and looked sideways at Cui Jiu.
Cui Jiu's heart trembled, and he bowed his hands and said: "Fifth young master, the servants and others are indeed ordered by the master of the family to take the head of this kid. Unexpectedly, he fought to the death and ended up in such a miserable situation..."
"Nonsense!" Cui Gong suddenly turned around and scolded coldly, "If I come to take your head, will you obediently lead the neck and kill me?! Young Shaoxia is my Cui Mansion staff, but you are treated like this. What kind of world will there be in the future?
Ranger, are you willing to come and join us?"
Although Cui Jiu did not dare to contradict, he raised his chin slightly and said: "Yes, but the head of the family said that the sixth lady has a stubborn temper. If she does not completely stop her thoughts, I am afraid that she will be lucky and unwilling to leave the cabinet. The only way is to completely stop her thoughts.
Only after this guy is dealt with will Miss Sixth change her mind and obey the master's arrangements in everything." "Nonsense! How could I not know what kind of temper Sixth Sister has? If you really kill Yang Shaoxia, with her strong temperament, you will have to fight to the death!
At that time, it would be even harder for her to marry into the Yuan Mansion peacefully than to reach heaven."
After hearing Cui Jiu's absurd reasoning, Cui Gong couldn't help but refute it. He also thought about the stubborn character of his sixth sister Wan'er, which was exactly the same as his father, and felt a headache. He continued,
"Although dad has been in the officialdom for a long time and always takes "steadiness" into consideration when doing things, he is not always able to make the right decisions. If he gets angry and issues some extraordinary instructions, do you all have to follow them? Cui Jiu, what are you doing?
Daddy has been around for a long time, so he should give him more advice. If you are just following the wind and raining, and adding fuel to the flames, could it be that the one who wants Yang Shaoxia's life is not daddy, but yourself?"
Cui Jiu was enlightened by him and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "The fifth young master is joking, how dare my servants use the topic to misinterpret the master's intention... Today this kid has been brought here, how to deal with it, but it depends on the young master's instructions."
Cui Gong nodded slightly, but ignored him, and went straight to the iron cage, clasping his fists and saying: "Young Master Yang, you are well! A few days ago, you and I spent a good night together with poems and wine, but now that I think about it, I still have endless aftertaste! Who would have expected that today
, Cui Jiu actually misunderstood my father’s intention and almost took the life of the young hero. I am really ashamed... Fortunately, Xiaosheng arrived in time, otherwise it would have been too late!"
Yang Chaoxi was gasping for breath with pain in her left shoulder. Seeing Cui Gong's sincere words and his sharp words to drive away the mountain guards, he became much less vigilant.
Then he raised his right hand and his left hand, reluctantly clasped his fist and said: "Brother Cui came here at the right time. If it had been later, Xiaodao would have moved his head! If what happened today is really a misunderstanding, please let Brother Cui let us go back."
.Lest those who care about me become evil and determined to get rid of me and then hurry up."
When Yang Chaoxi mentioned "the one I care about", a pair of eagle eyes glanced at Cui Jiu. The sarcasm was self-evident.
Cui Gong smiled bitterly and said: "It is indeed my father's intention to invite Young Master Yang back home today. The sixth sister's wedding is approaching, and my father is worried that she will have trouble, so he has no choice but to ask Young Master to stay here for a few days. Xiaosheng can guarantee that Young Master will stay here.
You will definitely have no worries about food and drink, and your life will be safe. When Liu Mei gets on the bus and sets off west to Chang'an, Xiaosheng will personally let you out."
The hope that had just been ignited in Yang Chaoxi's heart was immediately extinguished by these words. His voice gradually became colder and he said: "The Cui Mansion really puts the word 'stable' first in everything it does! It's just that Junior Sister Qin has nothing to do with this. If Brother Cui still cares about the old relationship, please
How about bringing her back safely and leaving the trail at your disposal?"
Tan Qing sat aside and could hear clearly. Seeing that Senior Brother Yang was willing to sacrifice his own safety for her to escape safely, he hurriedly said in a voiceless voice: "Senior Brother Yang, Qing'er won't leave! If you have any good intentions, Qing'er... Qing'er...
Just stay with me!"
Without waiting for Cui Gong's reply, Cui Jiu said with an evil smile: "Boy! Don't be ignorant of praise! The fifth young master has been extremely gracious and spared your life. How dare you go too far to save your sweetheart... Haha!"
This little girl is so loyal that she can't let you go, so she just keeps you here to relieve your fatigue..."
Cui Gong glared at Cui Jiu, waited for him to stop talking, then clasped his fists and apologized: "What Yang Shaoxia said makes sense. It's just that this place is extremely secretive. If Junior Sister Tan is allowed to go out alone, it will inevitably lead to trouble. If she is a Zoroastrian...
Just pay it off, if the armored guards of Taiwei Palace target you, the palace envoy will definitely ask my father for the person. In order to protect the Cui family, my father will definitely compromise and hand over the person. By then, it will be hard to say whether the two of you will be safe."
Yang Zhaoxi sneered: "Ha! Brother Cui has thought so carefully, what else can he say about the path? I just hope that Brother Cui will keep his word and don't make things difficult for Junior Sister Tan. Otherwise, it doesn't matter whether it's Zoroastrianism or Linji Temple.
, I will never give up with your Cui Mansion!"
Cui Gong looked slightly ashamed, bowed angrily again, then turned and left.
Only Cui Jiu and a group of mountain guards were left, all staring fiercely at the two people in the cage, but they did not dare to harm them again.
Cui Jiu stared at the two people in the cage for a long time. Feeling bored, he flicked his sleeves and left on his own.
Immediately, someone pulled the "oil-walled cart" to a shed built with thatch and yellow mud behind the small courtyard, then untied the horses and led them to the stables. Only two people were left in the cage, sitting cross-legged and silent.
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Yang Chaoxi endured the pain in her left arm and looked at Tan Qing. He saw her looking at him with a smile as bright as a flower. Two clear tears fell down her cheeks. She didn't know whether she was happy or sad.
By the side of King Wei's pool, soldiers were fighting each other.
The old beggar dragon fought with seven or eight mountain guards in the field. Seeing the men in black kidnapping Tan Qing, Yang chased after him day and night, but he couldn't escape, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
However, the dead branch in his hand was ultimately no match for several barrier knives, and was soon cut into pieces and could no longer be used. Long Zaitian was furious, and he immediately used the "wind-catching and shadow-catching hand", changing his palms, sometimes hard and sometimes soft, very quickly
Time is slow.
With a move of "Wind Sending Orchid Fragrance", both palms were inserted into the seams and brushed on the arm of a Shanling Guard. Seeing that the palm technique was soft and light, the Shanling Guard thought it was a feint and still slashed out with both swords. Unexpectedly,
Halfway through the sword, the old beggar stabbed the Jianjing, Quchi, Tianjing, Xiaohai and other acupoints on both arms, causing a sudden numbness. His palms could no longer hold it, and the double-barrier sword clattered to the ground.
Long Zaitian was unyielding, and hit the Shanling Guard with another "Tiger Roaring Wind" strike. The Shanling Guard let out a muffled groan and fainted immediately. He was immediately dragged away by a fellow comrade with sharp eyes and quick hands, so as not to
The old beggar rushed forward to replenish his punch.
Seeing that the old beggar had lost his dead branch, the other mountain guards became even more aggressive, knowing that they were in trouble. They immediately turned around, formed a crooked formation, and attacked Long Zaitian again.
When Master Long Zaitian came out of the Tianshi Cave in Qingcheng Mountain, he had naturally seen many Taoist formations. At a glance, this crooked formation was derived from the "Liuhe Formation" and was designed to trap people. If you fight on your own
If you use your fists and kicks forcefully and fall in recklessly, if you can't get out on your own, you will be exhausted and die; but if you retreat, there will be a pool of clear water behind you, and there will be no room for retreat.
In desperation, he circulated the sky, breathed through his feet, and jumped into the pool resolutely according to the method he had just practiced.
The Shanling Guards who were chasing after him were also stunned, but they saw the old beggar's rather burly body, swaying on the blue waves, running out of an arc on the surface of the pool. Ten breaths later, he walked from a few feet away.
After landing on the shore, they picked up another dead branch as thick as an arm and ran toward them menacingly.
Long Zaitian was overjoyed. He had just been forced to retreat by a group of mountain guards, but he actually stimulated his potential and finally figured out the secret of "crossing the river with a reed". It was really wonderful to run on the water and walk on flat ground.
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At this moment, he felt refreshed. He found some dead branches and used them as sticks to teach these mountain guards a lesson. Unexpectedly, the seven or eight mountain guards saw him running towards him. They immediately lost all fighting spirit and turned around.
body shape and fled southward.
Long Zaitian's face suddenly darkened, and he turned his head and looked back. He saw Niu Zhangbo, Ma Zhangbo and others, who had not known when, they had led dozens of gang members, each carrying wooden sticks, and rushed here.
Reinforcement. Those mountain guards saw the Beggar Gang's large number of people, so they made a decisive decision and ran away.
Long Zaitian immediately became furious: "Who asked you to come here?!"
The group of beggars felt something was wrong and couldn't help but look at each other. But the little monkey emerged from the crowd and shouted as if to take credit: "It's me! It's me! Foster father, I'm smart, right? Hehe!"
Long Zaitian felt a burst of anger, which was annihilated in his stomach. He rubbed the little monkey's disheveled hair, turned his anger into joy and said: "The little monkey is really smart! He lives up to his foster father's teachings." Then he looked at the group of beggars,
Leng yelled, "What are you doing in such a daze? Why don't you give chase! If you lose Elder Yang, come back and take the blame yourself!"
The beggars agreed, not daring to delay, and immediately swarmed towards Jingshanfang.