The Journey of Peerless Beauty

The wailing from the soul echoed in the wilderness, and even the ghost forest not far away seemed to be shaking, but it couldn't change the rogue bandit's mercy.

"Damn it! He's dead again!" The rogue gangster was annoyed at the manslaughter of the beauty, and pierced the child's chest even more swiftly!

"Ah—" What Qiao Sheng uttered when he was dying was not a scream, but endless resentment and questioning, resentment for the injustice of the world, and questioning of the black and white of the world!

At such a young age, his detached soul still doubts why the morals of this world are so different from the words of the saints? !Why are good people not rewarded well? !Why……

———God you thief!

"Boom—" At the moment when Qiao Sheng's blood splashed on the loess and his resentment rose to the sky, the sky was not sure whether it was ignited by his hatred, half of the sky suddenly turned red, and a red light fell from the sky, hitting Qiao Sheng's body; After the sound, the smoke and dust all over the sky blocked the sight of everything in the world!

Time passed by, and the sun gradually set in the west.

The dust that filled the space finally returned to the embrace of the earth, and the strange scene clearly came into the eyes of the natural wind.

Within a radius of ten feet where the tragedy took place, there was no grass growing, only a large circular pit. The inhuman bandit, the poor maidservant, and the dying Mrs. Qiao all disappeared.

Qiao Sheng, only Qiao Sheng was lying alone in the center of the pit.

Several different rays of light swam through his body like flowing water, and finally with a "whoosh", they penetrated strangely into Qiao Sheng's intact heart.

Moved, the dead Qiao Sheng actually moved!If it weren't for the knife edge on his chest clothes, who would have thought that all this was just a nightmare, but unfortunately...

The first episode of Yan Guiren Chapter 3 Hooligan Holy Land

It is said that Dongsheng Shenzhou has a proud ancient country. The whole country respects the heaven and earth, respects the gods and fears the ghosts, so the elders and children are orderly, respectful and respectful. Only the "Six Blind Town" located on the coast of the East China Sea is different.

Liublin Town covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles and is a large city.

Since a ray of evil light fell from the sky ten years ago, there have been many people chasing fame and fortune here, and there are frequent thieves, ignoring etiquette and disrespecting ghosts and gods. Therefore, although all businesses are prosperous, the name of the town has been dubbed "rogue". It attracted rogues from thousands of miles around to gather in swarms, and the government yamen couldn't control it!

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"Wow..." The faint sound of the waves was far and near in the night, and the wild sea wind roared and shrouded Liublin Town, which was ten miles away from the East China Sea!

In a spacious but very old mansion, the sound of the gong at the third watch has passed for a long time, and the faint candlelight still emits a faint yellow halo in the study.

The weak sound of reading is accompanied by constant coughing, and the hissing sound of the night wind blowing the windows, making the mansion even more bleak at night.

"Sir, it's late at night, let's go to bed early!" The door of the study was gently pushed open, and a gentle and moderate figure walked in slowly; It is the most touching man's soul.

"Miss Qing, leave me alone and go to sleep on your own! Cough..." The thin scribe in his thirties hadn't finished speaking, and he coughed heavily again. From the corner of his eyes, he saw his wife's charming figure walking towards him, and his heart flashed. What passed was bitter.

"Msister, the day of the scientific examination is still far away, don't get tired! Otherwise, the third brother will have to worry about it again!" In the hot summer, the night is quiet, and the young woman of Huaxin is just a thin summer skirt under the plain cloak, which is exquisite and round on weekdays The jade body finally bloomed rarely, revealing the graceful curves that make people's heart throbbing.

"Ah...it's all my body, not only hurting you, but also causing the third brother to make a living..." Qiao covered his lips with his big hand and coughed repeatedly, his gray and sickly face was covered with strong guilt, and his correct facial features had long been obliterated by the disease style.

Clear laughter came from the slightly open door, and a young man in a short jacket stepped in. The seven-foot man, with broad shoulders and long arms, stood upright leisurely in the candlelight, and his thin cheeks were seven points similar to that of his elder brother. , but the masculine look is completely different!

"Brother, my father left early, my second sister married far away in Dongtu, and my mother and aunt are gone. We only have you and my brother left in our Qiao family. Do you still need to say those polite words?! Besides, if you want to reply The lintel of our ancestors, we can only rely on you, big brother, to be named on the gold list!"

As the door opened and closed, and the candles flickered, Qiao San came to the desk; his hair was tied up in a bun with a cloth belt, and unruly hair fluttered on both sides of his forehead, covering most of the lines of his handsome face.

Without waiting for Qiao Da's objection, the corners of Qiao San's lips curled up slightly, and he preemptively said softly and firmly: "Sister-in-law, please help elder brother to rest! If you get sick, there is really no hope for our Qiao family! Brother , am I right?!"

From the moment my uncle walked into the room, sister-in-law Qingniang retreated automatically to the dark place under the shadow of the lamp, and the dim light and shadow could only shine on her half-covered golden lotus skirt.

Although it is a family, it is night after all, and she is still wearing thin clothes, so of course she has to avoid it according to etiquette; at this moment, hearing what my uncle said, and seeing my husband nodding in agreement, Qingniang's gloomy and beautiful eyes could not help but flash a gleam of relief, delicate Qiongbi wrinkled slightly in a smile, and muttered to herself: The third brother still has a way!

Although Qiao Da put down his book, he didn't leave immediately, but sighed again: "Third brother, it's the elder brother who dragged you down, ahem... If it wasn't because of me, how could you have become a street rascal?! Think Back then, you were only 12 years old, and you were awarded the title of scholar at the age of a child! Cough cough..."

"Why do we need to bring up old things again?! I'm not expected to study, and Qiao Sheng, a scholar, has long since disappeared! It's actually not bad to be a rascal now. It's great to be free and unrestrained!"

Qiao San smiled casually, raising the corners of his eyes, his eyes became slender and flexible, and there was a little "cunning" in them; the eyes are the windows of the soul, showing the good and evil of people, but Qiao San's eyes are full of eyes. Wuyi is always filled with a layer of mysterious and deep mist, making people always curious to explore the thoughts in his eyes!

Qiao Da also understood the helplessness of reality, smiled bitterly, and his eyes showed strong expectations, "Third Brother, it's been ten years, do you remember what happened that day? Maybe Er Niang just disappeared!"

"Alas..." A long sigh expressed Qiao San's endless distress. When he thought of Mo Ming's missing mother and the fragments of his lost memories, he wished to knock his head open, "I still only remember Man Tian. Hong Guang, I can’t remember anything else, I don’t know what happened! It would be great if my mother is still alive.”

He paused for a while, and the casual Qiao San subconsciously touched the dagger hanging from his waist. In this fragrant study room, he couldn't suppress the unruly wildness, so he immediately changed the subject and said: "Brother, after A few days is the Dragon Mother's birthday, didn't you hear that as long as you burn the incense sticks, everything will go well? Let's go burn the incense sticks!"

Of course, women know better about these things of burning incense and worshiping Buddha; Qing Niang subconsciously tightened her cloak, hiding her double-peaked curves that did not match her petite jade body, and said with a slightly red face: "Of course the head column incense Okay, but how could it be our turn?! Every year, we are snatched by the two great families of 'Li and Wang' in the city!"

While speaking softly, Qingniang's cloud-like hair curled up behind her head was slightly fluttering in the night wind, revealing her beautiful and slender neck.

"Hey... the gods seem to bless the rich too!"

Sighs of emotion reverberated in the room, Qiao San unconsciously looked at the sister-in-law, just in time to see the smooth tongue of the sister-in-law flickering between the red lips of the small cherry mouth, he couldn't help but his eyes warmed up as he was not yet married, fortunately, he lowered it in time The eyelids are not rude to others.

After sighing, seeing a gleam of disappointment in the eyes of the eldest brother and sister-in-law, Qiao San had an idea, and his thoughts as a rogue came into full play, "Brother, it is not difficult to burn the incense, we only need to..."

After some deliberation, Qiao Da shook his head and said: "No, no... how can I, a scholar, do such a trivial thing?! Third brother, I know you have good intentions, but don't bring up this matter again in the future. The eldest brother is If you die of illness, you will never do that!"

"Ah..." Qiao San was not the first time to experience his elder brother's bookishness, and sighed helplessly: "Well, it's a pity that I'm just a rascal, and it's disrespectful to worship Buddha, so I can't burn incense instead of elder brother!"

Qingniang's rosy cherry mouth moved imperceptibly, but seeing Qiao Da being so stubborn, she finally lowered her long eyes.

The lights went out, and there was nothing to say.

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The well-dressed Qing Niang pushed open the bedroom door, and her lazy figure walked slowly in the morning breeze. It wasn't that she didn't wake up, but that the inexplicable heat in her chest made her feel depressed and disturbed.

Huh? !The faint sound diverted Qingniang's mind, and the listless and soft young woman subconsciously shook her spirits, and quickened her pace to walk towards the backyard.

It turned out that it was Qiao San who was chopping firewood. The Qiao family had no servants to take care of them. The eldest brother had been ill for a long time, and his hands were powerless.

There was already a pile of chopped firewood on the ground, and the sweaty Joe put down the ax three times, took off his short jacket in two or three strokes, and went into battle again topless; Have a masculine strong man body.

"Ah!" Qing Niang wanted to call out, but she was "scared" by the uncle's sudden movement.

The jade hand stood stiffly in mid-air, her mind was shocked as if struck by lightning, and Qingniang's blank mind was filled with uncontrollable thoughts: Unexpectedly, my uncle looks thin, so he is so strong, and the muscles on his lower abdomen are all piece by piece, so beautiful !

Well!God, what are you thinking? !Heartstrings startled, the woman's restraint made Qing Niang wake up and turn around, shy thoughts were like a whip in her heart, she took a hard breath as if suffocating, then turned around and looked away.

"Get out of here, get out of here quickly!" The sound of reason in the world of the soul sounded again and again, but Qingniang's long-logged fiery annoyance took the opportunity to make trouble. Leaning against the hard and cold wall, the masculine and heroic figure of my uncle wielding an ax still floats in my mind!

The sound of chopping firewood from around the corner was still heard, and the corners of Qingniang leaning on the wall began to disobey, even though she kept giving orders anxiously, she couldn't help but secretly looked at the uncle again, looking at his golden ratio His masculine body was sweating profusely in the sun.

The straight eyebrows are trimmed into the temples, adding a bit of heroism; the deep starry eyes are shining, a little more agile; the straight nose bridge affects the handsome face, which is not far from the masculine masculinity; the light bronze cheeks, coupled with the tall and straight seven-foot figure—— Such Qiao San, although he is not Pianpian, can still make a woman's eyes shine!

"Ah!" Qingniang screamed again, and the two scars on Qiao San's chest danced vertically and horizontally, expanding and contracting endlessly with the movements of his limbs.

Seeing this, Qingniang knew: it turned out that the third brother lived this kind of life outside, and he had paid so much for this family!I saw him laughing and talking all day long, and I thought it was not dangerous to be a rogue!Alas... third brother...

The scar originally represented ugly and cruel, but Qiao San's scar attracted the eyes of his sister-in-law like a magnet. Qingniang even forgot to take back the jade hand covering her lips. The beautiful eyes turned along with the two scars.

Unknowingly, Qingniang's mind seems to have been seized by her uncle, and the fragrance of orchids floats from between the white teeth, circling around Qingniang's body and mind in a daze...