I am the leader of the capital

After carrying the sword box, the tall and tall Yun Qianyu walked towards the stairs coldly. Yun Bailing took out the bill of silver from the small cloth bag and put it on the table, pointed to the young man who delivered the letter and said to the waiter: "Check out , give the change to this little brother."

After finishing speaking, Yun Bailing watched Yun Qianyu go out, picked up a small plate on the table, squeezed a small pastry from it in a hurry, stuffed it into his mouth, pushed the plate into the young boy's arms, and said indistinctly: "Please eat something."

When Yun Qianyu came out of the building, Yun Bailing, who was dressed in pink, also ran down, and even jumped on the last few steps. Behind her, a group of sour scholars all looked a little unhappy, full of disappointment.

The breeze is blowing from the teahouse, and the skirts are slightly fluttering. The two look like chivalrous women who have walked through the long steps and ancient alleys, with melancholy and youthful sunshine.

I don’t know how many people or leisurely footprints the bluestone slab under my feet has carried. It’s a little bright. The stone fence on the side of the road seems to be newly built. The steps leading to the river can be regarded as a small ferry.

There are not many bridges in Yunyue City, and most of them are small boats in the river. On weekdays, people's life and entertainment in the city revolve around these two rivers. The river is too wide, and it is not beautiful to build bridges, so except for a few necessary bridges All other crossings are by ferry.

It’s just that it seems that all the boats have gone to Xurong Pavilion, and the wide water surface is only covered with golden and red patterns spread by the setting sun in the west. Yun Bailing opened the letter from Yun Musheng, which pointed out the route with thin lines. At first, cross the river in front of the teahouse, turn north in front of the antique shop across the river...

There is only one way from the tea house marked on the paper to the escort agency. The two of them are not familiar with the place, and they don’t know how to get there if they take the bridge. They are looking for someone to ask the way. Pass a boat.

The young man on the boat was dressed in white clothes of gauze, with a simple wooden hairpin on his head, floating like a hermit hidden in the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, independent of the world, and the afterglow of the setting sun would not only fall on him, so the white gauze seemed to have a golden light , the face is like gold inlaid with jade, just like a god walking down the altar in the light.

"Hey, young master, we've met before, give us a ride."

Yun Bailing, who was lying on the stone railing, saw Zhou Ying in the reflection of the water, and when he looked up, it was the handsome young man with the peach blossoms on that day, and he jumped and waved happily like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Qiu Chan stood on a small boat with no oars in his hands, but the boat moved forward. Ordinary people only saw that this young man was so handsome, and warriors of some level could see the pure internal force flowing from the young man's feet into the river.

Hearing the shouts from the shore, the young man turned his head for a while and saw the figure from the back that he had never forgotten after the farewell. Yun Qianyu, who was about to ask someone for directions, heard Yun Bailing's shout behind him, turned around and saw the figure who was approaching the shore The boat and the handsome man on board.

Noticing the familiarity of the inner force under the young man's feet that controlled the boat, Yun Qianyu suddenly remembered that this was the young man he had just met yesterday.

Qiu Chan watched the white dress embroidered with silver silk turn around, and the afterglow of the setting sun gradually dimmed as the blue silk fluttered slightly, as if the sun could only fade away before her face.

"Can you take us across the river?" Yun Qianyu whispered to the boat that was docking.

The hearts of the people on the boat were unstable, and the boat shook a few times. Qiu Chan, a young man in white clothes who looked like a fairy, came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, of course."

Yun Qianyu nodded slightly, Yun Bailing jumped onto the boat, and greeted the young man generously: "Coincidentally, we met again."

Without waiting for Qiu Chan at the bow to respond, Yun Bailing jumped onto the stern and said again: "Oh, by the way, you didn't see us, but we saw you when you were besieged by a group of people. "
Seemingly realizing that what he said would make him appear to be an indifferent person who would not step forward to stop bullying, Yun Bailing hastily added: "At that time we saw that you were completely fine, so we didn't care, otherwise we would definitely help you."

"Then thank the girl for her kindness." After the gentle and elegant Qiu Chan finished speaking, he said softly: "I know we have met."

In a few words, the boat has reached the middle of the river, she is at the stern, he is at the bow, and the boat is moving forward, he is always far away from her.

Finally, Qiu Chan, who made up his mind, withdrew part of his inner strength intentionally, and the boat naturally slowed down a little. The young man took two steps back, but before he could take this opportunity to ask something, he felt the coldness in white clothes coming from under the boat With the woman's internal energy breath, the speed of the boat increased again, even a few minutes faster than before.

The young man was ashamed to the extreme for a moment, he slightly lowered his head and did not dare to raise his eyes, he couldn't help worrying whether his actions just now were a little out of fashion, and whether he would leave a bad impression on the beautiful woman.

The boat swayed a little, and when Qiu Chan turned his head, the two had already landed on the shore. At such a short time, there were crowds of onlookers on the side of the road. Not long after, there were rumors that there were two immortals crossing the river.

"Thank you son."

The snow-clothed figure on the shore left a thank you, young master, and then left. The young man was stunned on the spot for a moment, and instinctively said that the girl is polite.

When he came back to his senses, he remembered that he didn't know the girl's name, so he hurriedly turned his head to look. On the shore, he could only see pedestrians gathered together to watch him, but the corner of the skirt that was gently raised by the breeze was gone.

Feeling lost for a moment, he just sat down on the bow of the boat in a daze, and murmured several times that she was polite.

The sun has set and the night is getting closer. There are no white clouds in the east, and there is no sunset in the west. The moon is slowly rising. There seems to be a touch of human smoke or water mist on the water.

There is a tall house in the north of Yunyue City. On the big plaque in front of the house, there are five words "big money and a lot of bodyguards". The nouveau riche-like building is very imposing, but it is a bit earthy.

As night fell, the entrance of the Yunyue City Hall of the Caiduoduo Security Bureau was very quiet. The delivery bodyguard who came from the villa yesterday brought a news that the eldest son with a not very good reputation was going to pass by here, and the hall master was suddenly shocked and worried. The surprise is that he can get in touch with the master above, and the worry is that the eldest son's reputation outside is a bit barbaric.

For hall master Li Yuanmao, the eldest son's savage rage was never taken seriously at all, because no matter how barbaric he was, the most he could do was beat people, and he had never heard of the eldest son's act of killing people if he disagreed with him. It's not unacceptable for the young master to hit you twice.

The person who frightened him was the eldest lady behind the eldest son. Until now, Li Yuanmao still didn't know how many masters there were in Xueyu Villa. He had only heard of the eldest lady and the eldest son in these years. Li Yuanmao was full of fear for the elder who crushed him to death because he didn't listen to the young master's childish order and was thrown into the frying pan.

In front of the very majestic white wall and black tiles, two big lion stone sculptures are squatting majesticly, and a little old man is squatting under the stone sculpture. What I saw was full of regret and sadness.

In front of the gate of the escort agency, a few guards with knives hanging from their waists were pacing with shaking legs. In the hall, the smell of wine and meat was wafting, and a group of maids were weeping while tidying up; In an atmosphere of desolation and despair.

During lunch, the head of the hall, Li Yuanmao, gave everyone in the security agency a vacation. The thin old man standing on the steps in front of the court said solemnly: "The half-day vacation is for everyone to go back and have a good family reunion, maybe it will be the last time. , don't think about escaping, the whole family is waiting at home neatly, if something happens, there will be no escape anywhere in the world."

The whole bodyguard bureau was quiet all afternoon, and the hall master who went home for a small gathering in the evening came back, and the hall master was accompanied by all the top combat forces of the Caiduoduo bodyguard bureau in Yunyue City, including those who are rarely seen at ordinary times. Several worshipers.

The faces of the hall masters and the others were heavy. When the guards walked through the gate, they heard an old priest who was well-known in Yunyue City ask the hall master next to him: "If there is something that I didn't take care of, will you oil it tonight?" We are the ones who are in the pot?"

"Hey!" Li Yuanmao, who was usually small but very imposing, sighed lightly at this moment.

Not long after, the conversation between the enshrinement and the hall master spread throughout the bodyguard bureau. Hundreds of people including their family members felt as if the sky had collapsed. The thought of running away with the whole family, at this moment, my heart is completely cold. Even a master with extraordinary martial arts skills like the old priest has lost the idea of ​​running for his life. Can he really escape?

Li Yuanmao originally planned for the worst, but he forgot that he was the hall master, and his every move would be magnified many times in the eyes of the people below. The feeling of powerlessness in front of the young master, and magnified the feeling of powerlessness in him to despair.

"It's okay, don't scare yourself."

This was the last sentence the hall master and his subordinates said. After finishing speaking, they squatted at the door and waited for Yun Musheng. Li Yuanmao thought that his subordinates were uneasy because they were not strong psychologically, but he didn't know that they were scared by him and a few priests.

Except for Li Yuanmao, there are three other priests waiting in front of the door. Although they dare not say that they cover the sky with one hand in Yunyue City, they are backed by Xueyu Villa. It is a faction, but now it is waiting outside the door with a sad face.

When the night was getting darker, Yun Musheng and the others came to the escort agency in a big way. After crossing the river and walking two streets, Yun Qianyu met a group of Yun Musheng, and they happened to be walking together.

"Where's the jade on your waist?"

"Qianyu, you don't know that the one named Heling is really pretty, especially the red dress is really charming to the extreme, I gave it to her." Yun Musheng's face was rippling, and in the afternoon He gave away all the valuables on his body in the velvet pavilion. If he didn't think that the ragged clothes would damage his image, he would remove the silver thread from the clothes in public and give them away together.

Yun Qianyu rolled his eyes and said, "Did you almost give away all the clothes?"

Yun Musheng smiled, a little embarrassed, and continued: "Really, the crane orders are very beautiful. If you don't believe me, just ask them."

As if afraid that Yun Qianyu would not believe it, Yun Musheng hugged Han Di's mansion: "Hey, Dizi, am I right? Does the crane look good?"

"En." Han Difu nodded lightly, his slightly delicate face didn't have much expression, he seemed to be a little tired, with his head half tilted, his eyes squinted, and he walked forward with Yun Tomb's pace. Yun Bailing, who was chatting enthusiastically with Li Yu and the others behind, pouted slightly.