The shadow chases people away, and the two sisters come at night.
Yang Chaoxi was full of anger and had no way to vent it, so he poured all the depressed energy into his feet, and pushed the light skill of "crossing the river with a reed" to the extreme.
In an instant, it moved like thunder, moved like strong wind, and moved several feet with one breath, leaving the Guan family courtyard far behind.
However, the unstoppable laughter was like a rolling thunder, instantly shattering the tranquility of the Shenjiao Square. Countless people in the square woke up from their deep sleep, and held their wives and children in their arms helplessly, trembling. They didn't know what happened.
What kind of evil spirits could make such miserable laughter comparable to the cries of ghosts...
The miserable laughter naturally alerted the nearby guards who were patrolling the night, so they all yelled and ran towards the sound, vowing to catch this night-crazy criminal!
However, Yang Chaoxi's skills were unique and his inner breath was long. The two teams of bad guards were divided into four groups and surrounded the streets between Dunhou, Zhongye, and Yude. However, they only saw a gray line in the distance that was neither human nor ghosts.
A shadow suddenly drifted past Anxi Gate, faintly bringing up a puff of smoke.
These two teams of unscrupulous guards were dispatched from other cities and towns after Dong Zhongting, the Marquis of Wuhoupu in Demaofang, defected, and happened to catch up with the night patrol. They have always hunted thieves and thefts, and it was easy to do so, but where had they seen this?
Waiting for a battle?
The four groups of men and horses formed two groups again, and when they rushed to the vicinity of Anxi Gate, they all saw the horrifying scene. They all felt cold all over, and the hands holding the horizontal swords trembled.
forward.
At this time, a rude shout sounded from behind the two teams of bad guards: "What are you doing standing here! Put a piece of melon rind on your forehead! You are a bunch of cowards!"
As he spoke, he connected a horizontal knife to the scabbard and slapped a bad guard on the back. The bad guard let out an "Ouch!" and jumped three feet high. When he landed again, he fainted from the pain.
When the other bad guards saw this, they couldn't help but clench their butts, and immediately followed the laughter, grimacing, and chased in the direction where the gray shadow disappeared.
Although the gates of Anximen were closed, several night guards on the tower did not close their eyes. They were stunned and terrified:
Under the dim sky, I saw a gray shadow, like a wandering spirit, twisting and turning around the streets. The laughter continued intermittently, but never stopped. In the end, I couldn't tell whether it was laughter or crying.
A group of sad-looking delinquent guards followed closely behind the delinquent handsome Fatty Tian who had just scolded them. They were led by the black shadow and walked in circles on the streets in the north of the city. As time went by, their physical strength dropped sharply, and some delinquents
Wei's strength was exhausted, and he suddenly "pounced" on the ground. No matter how much Fatty Tian kicked him, he never got up again.
But the gray shadow didn't stop at all, still as if there was no one around, running quickly on the streets. But the miserable laughter had completely turned into a cry of sorrow, which made everyone feel pity in their hearts. They didn't know that this person was neither human nor ghost.
How much injustice did Gray Shadow suffer?
Li Xiaoman and Tan Qing also followed the sound. When they saw that there were twenty or thirty unscrupulous guards, but none of them could do anything to Yang Zhaoxi, they gradually felt relieved.
The two girls took advantage of the square wall and the shadow of the locust tree to escape the waves of out-of-breath bad guards. Listening to Yang Chaoxi, who ignored her and cried loudly, venting the anger in her chest, her eyes couldn't help but
Reddish.
"Ouch..."
Suddenly, Tan Qing let out a cry of pain, and his body suddenly became unstable. He fell half-way under a wall, but he still held the Yingying sword in his hand, which was as sharp as iron as mud.
Xiaoman glanced sideways and saw that her left foot was slightly raised, but it could no longer touch the ground. Looking closer, he saw that the skirt on the left was obviously wet. He hurried back and took a closer look, only to realize that Tan Qing had previously
The wound on his calf burst open again, and blood gushed out. A secret layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
"Why are you so ignorant? Even though your leg injury has not healed, you still want to run around."
Xiaoman scolded, but he still felt soft-hearted, and hurriedly helped Tan Qing sit down. Then he tore off a few strips of cloth from the hem of her skirt, held them in his mouth, and then rolled up her long skirt to expose the wound. He then took it out.
A small bottle of golden sore medicine was poured out...
"Hiss! It hurts..." Tan Qing trembled with pain and almost screamed. As he gradually got used to the pain, he saw that Xiaoman's hands were as fast as a butterfly dancing, and in a few breaths, the calf that had been treated with medicine was lifted.
After being tied up, I felt a surge of gratitude in my heart. But my face still refused to give in.
"You are not my mother! Why are you so cruel to me?!"
"Ha! You really don't know what is good and what is good. If I gave birth to a daughter as cunning and cunning as you, I would rather stuff it back!"
Xiao Man frowned and raised his slender eyebrows, and immediately retorted. His jade hand did not forget to pat her wound lightly, causing Tan Qing's eyebrows to twist into a ball in pain.
"Oh! Hiss - what are you doing?!" Tan Qing couldn't help but said angrily.
"Shh-"
Xiaoman's ears and eyes were clear, and he immediately heard the sound coming from far away. He quickly pressed his hand on Tan Qing's small mouth, and put an index finger on his slender lips, making a gesture of silencing.
Tan Qingming's eyes widened, as if he was extremely unconvinced. But at this moment, he also heard a distant voice shouting: "Over there! Chase me!" He bit his red lips lightly and reluctantly said anything.
The two women huddled behind a locust tree, their bodies just covered by the shade. If they were motionless, they would be like two cold stones. A group of bad guards who were running slower and slower passed by, and they didn't notice this dark figure.
He turned around and chased straight to the south.
"What are you doing again! Give it to me!"
When Qin Qing saw the bad guard who was patrolling the night to catch thieves walking away, he immediately screamed again.
But Xiao Man smiled and said: "Little cripple, now that you can't protect yourself, how can you protect Mr. Yang's Shadow Bearing Sword? Why don't I keep it for you, and I will definitely return it to Mr. Yang someday..."
"Who are you calling a cripple?"
Tan Qing was so angry that he picked up a stone and threw it at Xiaoman.
"Ding——" Xiaoman returned his sword, and the stone hit the sword's spine, making a clanging sound.
Xiao Man was not angry, however, and chuckled: "Last time you were so nimble with your hands and feet, we couldn't tell the winner. Today you can't even stand firm, so how can you defeat me?"
Tan Qing touched the stone and was about to throw it again, but he saw two teams of bad guards approaching from the north and south. One of the bad guards shouted: "There was a sound of swords over there just now, it must be the dog thief hiding."
Rest in the dark! Let’s work together and catch him later!”
When Tan Qing and Xiao Man heard this, their expressions suddenly changed. Xiao Man immediately threw the Shadow Sword back to Tan Qing, leaned over and shouted: "Little cripple! Come up quickly, my sister will carry you!"
"Hmph! Who wants you to carry it? If you want to escape, just do it yourself!"
Tan Qing tilted his head and acted like a young lady.
"Then hide it yourself..."
Xiaoman was in a hurry, and immediately he didn't care much, so he ran in one direction. He crossed his embroidered feet and used the "stepping lotus flower" movement technique. His waist was as thin as a willow and his body was like floating grass. He was even more powerful than Tan.
The Qing Gong of "Crossing the River with a Reed" should be learned swiftly and calmly.
"Guard baby! Gecu is in Wudali! Give him a hammer on the forehead!"
Fatty Tian's eyes were sharp and he spotted Xiaoman instantly. He immediately shouted and chased her first.
The two teams of bad guards immediately adjusted their formations, panting heavily, and continued to follow the fierce and agile Fatty Tian, running towards the black shadow that suddenly flashed out, like a clumsy fish tail.
Qin Qing saw Xiao Man's figure flashing around and running away quickly, but a sense of disappointment surged in his heart. He had to carefully tighten his body and put the Shadow Bearing Sword by his right foot in case of emergency.
After a burst of laughter and a burst of mournful crying, Yang Zhaoxi's voice finally became hoarse. She squatted alone on a wall that she couldn't even recognize, hugging her knees and bowing her head, like a night owl.
The night wind shakes the locust leaves, making a soft rustling sound, which is like resentment, admiration, weeping and complaining, which adds to the sadness.
The bad guards in the distance were still noisy, as if they were still chasing something, but the noise gradually faded away. Yang Zhaoxi looked blank, and raised his head, obviously a little suspicious:
It is said that this group of bad guards have been chasing them for a long time and have repeatedly failed, so they will never give up. However, now, the bad guards have turned their spearhead elsewhere. Could it be that Tan Qing and Xiaoman are following them, but they think they are
A person who violates the night? If so, it is really terrible!
It is recorded in the laws and regulations of the Sheng Dynasty that "anyone who commits night offenses will be whipped twenty times." Xiaoman's Qinggong is not bad, and he can escape if he commits night offenses. However, Tan Qing's body skills have just begun to develop, and his calf is injured. If he is arrested and returned to Wuhou
What awaited her in the cell was naturally not as simple as "twenty floggings."
There were many stubborn criminals in the prison. As long as she was locked up in it, it would be a trivial matter for her to be humiliated and lose her virginity. Even if she was tortured and beaten to death, it would not be a surprise. Even if her relatives and friends were angry, it would not be a big deal.
, go to the theory, but often cannot argue with those who enforce the law...
As soon as he thought of this, Yang Zhaoxi immediately stepped down and jumped off the wall of the square. Immediately, his figure seemed to melt into the night, and disappeared after a few breaths.
Xiaoman's skirts fluttered and his embroidered shoes were connected, leading a group of delinquent guards to bypass Jingxingfang, abandon Guiyifang, pass by Qinghuafang, and then turn to Lushunfang... The delinquent guards were already weak in physical strength.
, and immediately a few more people were so tired that they lost all strength, paralyzed in the middle of the road, and never got up. After two cups of tea, there were only five or six people left among the twenty or thirty people of bad guards, and they were still able to persevere and follow.
Behind Fatty Tian, he chased with all his strength.
Xiao Manxiang was sweating profusely, but she still had some energy left, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her heart.
But before this touch of pride could linger on her face, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the shadows on the street and roughly hugged her waist. Before she could even exclaim, her mouth was already pressed by another big hand.
, my whole body was so shocked that I couldn't even move!
It's a long story, but it's actually just a matter of time. The little man was unprepared for a moment and was attacked. When he calmed down a little, he immediately raised his heels and his elbows shot out like lightning. He must teach this scumbag a lesson.
Unexpectedly, "Deng Tuzi" has already spoken: "Xiaoman, it's me."
The voice was hoarse, and I felt sad when I heard it. Who could it be if it wasn't Mr. Yang who ran out with a sad smile?
Xiaoman immediately put away his offensive. He immediately felt the warm and solid chest behind his back. For some reason, his body became softer and softer, and even his breathing became faster than before. A ridiculous thought could not help but arise in his heart:
If you can always be embraced by him like this, then what do you have to worry about about being a saint?
While he was thinking wildly, he heard Yang Zhaoxi say again: "I will deal with these bad guards. Miss Xiaoman, if you find Junior Sister Qin, go back quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into a phantom again and ran towards the headless guards.
Xiaoman immediately pouted and stamped his feet, but he was unwilling to disobey him. He had no choice but to turn around and head back to Tan Qing's hiding place in the dark.
Fatty Tian was so angry from running that he was covered in sweat. When he saw that the "coward" he was talking about actually threw himself in, he immediately said angrily: "Thief Nima! Let's set up a formation and attack him!!"
After scolding him, he and a few unscrupulous guards behind him formed a nondescript "Seven-Star Big Dipper Formation" and blocked Yang Zhaoxi in the middle of the street.
Yang Zhaoxi snorted coldly, kicked the ground with both feet, and immediately shot out an arrow from his body, rushing towards the approximate direction of "Tianquan". The direction of the attack was the cursing Fatty Tian.
The bad guards usually dealt with thieves who knew a little bit of boxing and kung fu, overt and covert robbery, and street people with no official background. How had they ever encountered such a ranger with such superb martial arts skills? The so-called "formation"
", but the joke fell apart in one blow.
In less than half a breath, the bad handsome Fatty Tian had been captured by Yang Zhaoxi. The horizontal knife was snatched from his hand, and it was placed on his neck with a cold blow, which frightened him to the point where he almost lost his wits.
However, he had all the "guys" under his command, so how could he give in? He looked stern and said inwardly: "My brain fell off and there is a huge scar! Eighteen years later..."
Halfway through his heroic words, he felt a loud noise from the heavenly spirit cover and finally passed out.