Datang broom star

Wei Qingyi returned to his residence.

"Tsing Yi, are you awake?"

Fan Ying was teasing Su Niao in the yard, and by the way called her disciples to get up.

Squeak, the door opened.

Wei Qingyi came out with long hair.

Fan Ying glanced at her, frowned, and said, "How could there be so much desolation in one night? Others say that you want to become a fairy, but this old man tells you that there are no gods in this world, and if there are, the gods are not merciful." Otherwise, how could we sit and watch the bad people live long and rich, and the good people die in poverty? Don’t learn from this, ah!”

Wei Qingyi walked slowly in the yard, Fan Ying stepped back, and muttered: "It's Yubu again, taught by the old man, but why the old man's Yubu can only coax the rich, but Tsing Yi's Yubu gives way. The old man feels divine."

Fan Ying went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

After breakfast, Wei Qingyi said, "Master."

"what!"

Fan Ying raised her head, "Worried about the money? Don't worry about it. Yesterday, the old man found a rich man. It seemed that he had done too many bad things. He wanted to seek the protection of the gods, so he paid a lot of money to ask the old man to do things. But he didn't want to Thinking, if you do something wrong and ask a god, you will be safe, and you will not blame the past, then the world will be in chaos, everyone dares to do evil things, anyway, then you will be fine if you ask the gods for protection."

Master talks a lot.

Wei Qingyi waited for him to finish, and said: "Master, when you meet people from the noble family, don't get close to them."

Fan Ying's old face flushed, "When did this old man get close to them?"

Wei Qingyi raised his head, and stared at him with those dark and deep eyes, "Whenever you meet a nobleman, you like to go up to him, even if you can say a word, you can brag for a long time. Master, don't go."

Fan Ying blushed, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why was this old man like this?"

The voice gradually died down.

"Fan Ying, old Fan!"

There was a shout from outside, and the voice was very unscrupulous.

Fan Ying jumped up suddenly, "Those rough guys are vulgar, Tsing Yi, don't go out, just wait, ah!"

He rushed out a few steps.

The two big men outside were sneering with their hands folded.

Fan Ying cupped her hands with a pleading look on her face.

Approaching, he whispered: "The money will be given back later, no, it will be returned later."

The big man on the left sneered, "Old Fan, the money is owed for half a month, right? We agreed to pay it back in ten days, which is an extra five days. We can be said to be benevolent, today"

He glanced at the room, "Your daughter is sweet-looking, she just keeps talking all day long. Lao Fan, give your daughter to Ye Ye Nong for the night."

"fart!"

Fan Ying jumped three feet high, and then punched him.

But his skill was far behind. Not only did he miss the hit, but he was punched backhanded by the big man, causing his nose to spurt blood.

Fan Ying covered her nose and waved her hands, "No more beatings, no more beatings!"

The two big men stopped.

They are very easy to talk today, maybe they can take it easy.

Fan Ying was overjoyed, but found that they were looking behind her.

He turned his head abruptly, stomping his feet and crying.

Wei Qingyi stood outside the door with a cold expression.

"What's the matter?"

The big man subconsciously licked his lips, "You are in debt, Lao Fan, eight hundred yuan, hey! You can get three hundred yuan off for one night's sleep, six hundred for two nights, and one hundred yuan for three nights."

The figure moved suddenly.

"This bitch wants to fight? Hahahaha!"

"Catch her!"

Fan Ying stood in front and shouted, "Tsing Yi, run!"

Bah!

Fan Ying, who was knocked down with just one punch, fell to the ground and howled, struggling to turn her head

The figure flickered.

The jacket flutters.

Puff puff!

Wei Qingyi stepped back, and the fluttering sleeves of his clothes fell slowly, gradually calming down.

The two big men were kneeling there, with their hands on the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Wei Qingyi said: "I'm going to act with discretion, let's go."

The big man raised his head, remembering the pain in his waist and ribs when he got up, knelt down again, and cursed: "It's only natural to pay back the debt, even if Fangzheng came, we are justified. Come on, yeah"

"Cough cough!"

Someone outside is coughing dryly.

"Noisy Nima!"

The big man didn't look back.

He was just about to continue insulting Wei Qingyi, but found that the girl raised her eyes and looked outside, frowning slightly, as if a little unhappy.

Who?

Hearing the sound of his companion behind him getting up and rushing over, the big man exerted himself, hey, the pain in his waist and ribs did not go away.

Bang bang bang bang!

He turned around slowly, and saw his companion kneel down again, but this time he was kneeling in front of a man.