Hearing the geisha sing two lullaby-like songs, Zhuo Ye felt a little sleepy. In fact, the geisha's soft and monotonous singing voice is not suitable for modern people like Zhuo Ye who are influenced by the Internet, film and television, and entertainment programs.
It sounds good, but it's just a fresh idea.
Zhuo Ye yawned quietly and looked around the lake. He found that three boats were approaching, forming a triangle and surrounding their boats in the center. Zhuo Ye couldn't help but wonder: On such a big lake,
Why do these boats have to be so close to them? They not only disturb each other's interest in listening to music, but also block the sight of the scenery...
Zhuo Ye was confused and took another look at one of the boats, only to find that someone on the boat was secretly looking at them. Suddenly, a trace of uneasiness flashed through his heart.
Before Zhuo Ye could say anything to remind him, Feng San suddenly stretched out his hand to lift the table in front of him and pulled out his sword.
At the same time, on the boats on both sides, more than ten people suddenly jumped into the boat where Zhuo Ye and the others were, and stabbed them with their swords!
The madam and several singing girls were so frightened that they crouched in the corner and screamed repeatedly.
Feng San frowned and said nothing. He raised his sword and got into a fight with several people. Qingzhu and the two guards each fought with each other. They all had a tacit understanding and tried their best to keep Feng Qi and Zhuo Ye away.
Protect in the middle.
"Sir, be careful!" Qingzhu reminded Feng Qi anxiously.
Zhuo Ye stared, looking at the scene in front of him, wailing in his heart: "What is going on? Is this a scene from a martial arts movie? But I don't want to be one of the protagonists! What a miserable life I have! Why do all the tragic things happen to me?
Come on..."
Feng Qi glanced at Zhuo Ye, who had a grimace on his face, stretched out his hands to protect her, and comforted her in a low but firm voice: "Don't worry, everything will be fine!"
Hearing Feng Qi's soft soothing voice, Zhuo Ye's nervous and frightened mood calmed down inexplicably. After nodding to Feng Qi, he began to look at the situation on the boat.
Although Zhuo Ye didn't understand martial arts, he could tell that among the people on the boat, Feng San had the best martial arts. One person could withstand the attacks of five people! But his face remained calm and calm, without any trace of panic.
Qingzhu and the two guards were also fighting with those people one against two. Looking at Qingzhu who was anxiously paying attention to Feng Qi's movements while fighting, Zhuo Ye was a little surprised. It turned out that this young man beside Feng Qi
Still a master!
Zhuo Ye also noticed that the faces of the people who attacked the ship were unusually unnatural, with almost no facial expressions, like dull dead faces! Zhuo Ye thought, did they have the legendary * on their faces?
*?
While Zhuo Ye was secretly guessing in his mind, he suddenly heard the sound of "swish, swish, swish" breaking in the wind, and several feather arrows were shot out from the boat directly opposite!
Feng San's sword eyebrows were raised. In the flash of lightning, he quickly dodged and shot down two feather arrows with a flick of his sword. When he was about to take action again, the five people suddenly wrapped around Feng San like they were desperately trying to make him unable to do it again.
Get out.
One of the guards reluctantly pulled away and shot down a feather arrow, and two other arrows shot straight at Feng Qi and Zhuo Ye...
"Get out of the way!!" Feng San's expression suddenly changed and he shouted loudly.
"Young Master——!!" Qingzhu also shouted immediately.