Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

"Master, Master, can you let me go?" The girl in her arms struggled slightly. It was better to say that she wanted to resist but to welcome her.

Jin Baichuan quickly let go of his hand. As soon as the woman's legs hit the ground, she made an 'ah' sound and was about to fall again. He quickly reached out and pulled her into his arms. "Young lady, I'm afraid you've hurt your bones and can't stand upright, so I'd better help you."

The girl looked grateful, "Then thank you, Master. My family is in the Tianxiang Pavilion in the backyard."

Jin Baichuan asked: "Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?"

The beauty's face changed, and she said sadly: "My family is the dancing girl Xianglian purchased by Butler Jin. My family was poor since I was a child, and my parents sold me to a slave to support my younger brother." She said this as if she was afraid of being raped. It seemed like a misunderstanding, so he explained again and again: "Kenu's family is a pure herdsman, and they don't sell themselves as artists."

Jin Baichuan's hero complex began to overflow again, and he couldn't help feeling pity in his heart, "You don't need to say anything if it's okay. How can I question you when your life is so miserable. Guiyuan Villa is also your home, I will take care of you .”

Xianglian struggled to stand up in his arms, her eyes still wanting to speak, and Yingying prostrated herself: "Thank you for your mercy, Sir. Xianglian is grateful for your great kindness and has nothing to repay."

Everything about Xianglian suits Jin Baichuan's aesthetic taste, and it is simply tailor-made for him!

Jin Baichuan pulled her up and hugged her sideways with both hands. Xianglian's face turned red with embarrassment and she got into his arms. Jin Baichuan only felt a faint fragrance of Xianglian lingering on the tip of his nose. The woman in his arms closed her eyes shyly and her face was bright red. She couldn't help but feel distracted. Murong Yan had already been forgotten in her mind and she went directly to the backyard with Xianglian in her arms. .

Zhang Luojia used Qinggong to come to Guiyuan Villa again that night. It was strange, why was Jin Baichuan not in the bedroom this time? Could it be that the honey trap worked? She thought about the location of the guest rooms, searched from room to room, and finally found it.

He quietly opened a tile and looked inside, Huo, this is amazing! This kid Jin Baichuan is really good at playing.

Didn't he say that he only liked Murong Yan? What else can you say about being together for the rest of your life?

Zhang Luojia counted the white bodies on the bed, there were four or five in total! She didn't want to watch this live erotic palace. She just wanted to go back, but she was unwilling to do so.

He cursed secretly: Damn it! Sister, you spent money to buy a woman to be a prostitute for you, and you suffered a huge loss! No, I have to make up for it!

Zhang Luojia rolled his eyes and simply lay on the roof quietly waiting for the battle below to end. After about two or three hours, the sound stopped and the oil lamp went out.

She stood up, jumped off the roof quietly, used a dagger to open the door latch inside, and slipped in. I found a bunch of keys in a pile of messy clothes, put them in my pocket after identifying them, and headed straight to the warehouse.

She opened the side door of the warehouse avoiding familiar paths. She did not take any heavy objects, but only picked up three or four small, exquisite and luxurious things and put them in her chest. At least she wanted to get back the money she spent on the skinny horse. , she is a businessman herself, how can she do loss-making business?

Just as he was about to leave, Xiaoyu spoke.

"Jiajia, go to the third shelf on the shelf behind the door of the inner room."

"Huh? Is there anything?" Zhang Luojia was curious, but still obediently went to the shelf, took it off in the dark and looked at it in the moonlight outside the window. It is a book of internal strength and mental methods.

"I can feel that this is a good thing, and it will be good for you." Xiaoyu didn't know exactly what it was, but somehow he felt that this book gave him a familiar feeling.

Zhang Luojia patted the dust on the book with his hand, put it in his arms without asking any questions, walked to the door and saw that there was no one around him, used Qing Kung Fu to hit the guest room, put the key back, and looked at the people lying on the bed. Several people silently shed tears for Jin Baichuan's waist, looking so naughty with a knife on his head.

Jin Baichuan, beauty's kindness is the hardest to endure. I hope you will be squeezed dry soon.

Back at the inn, Zhang Luojia took out the items he had brought back, thinking about taking some time to go outside and sell the items, when he saw the Neigong Heart Sutra again.

An ordinary book, with blue leather, simply written "Nei Gong Heart Sutra" in official script.

"What is this, the Inner Canon of Martial Arts? Why haven't I seen this thing in Murong Xin's memory?" Zhang Luojia opened the book and looked at it. There were pictures of various postures in it, and the small letters next to it read the formulas and formulas of the exercises. Tips on how to practice.

"I don't know, I just feel that this thing is a bit familiar, as if I have seen it before. You can try to practice it, and you will definitely not go crazy." Xiaoyu patted her chest and promised, if it has a body.

Zhang Luojia meditated according to the method written in the book, with her middle finger and thumb intersecting on her lap. Close your eyes and try the formulas in the book to guide the energy in your body to flow to your Dantian.

Unknowingly, time passed quickly, and it was already dawn when she opened her eyes. Stretching your muscles and bones makes you feel more relaxed than having a good night's sleep! It's really a good thing.

The waiter brought a hot breakfast and a letter along the way.

"Sir, this is the letter that was just delivered from the inn this morning. I brought it to you."

"Okay, I understand, please step back." Zhang Luojia took the letter and opened it, and it turned out to be a letter from Murong Fu. His eyes swept over her, probably meaning that he couldn't control it anymore and it was not appropriate to make a big deal out of it, so he asked her to secretly take her sister home and discuss the matter slowly.

Negotiate? We discussed and discussed and just compromised like before? That can't be done. Zhang Luojia stopped reading, crumpled the letter into a ball, and threw it into the trash can under the Eight Immortals table. He walked out of the room and saw the second brother, "Second brother, go and clean up my room."

Zhang Luojia strode out and smiled slyly when the waiter agreed. He must have spread the news by the afternoon. Well, let's go out for a walk first and find a pawn shop to pawn the things.

Let's go buy some more stuff and entertain those two bitchy men and women.

At the beginning of the night, another big news broke out in the world that had been silent for a year or two! The second young lady of the Murong family and the eldest son of Guiyuan Villa finally got together after three years!

Zhang Luojia also packed up her luggage and went to the innkeeper's office to check out, and found a deserted place to change into women's clothes.

With beautiful skin and delicate appearance, she was dressed in red and her short robe was rustling in the wind. She was holding a blue water sword and single-handedly rushed to the gate of Guiyuan Villa.

Zhang Luojia used his internal strength, his anger sank in his Dantian, and shouted loudly: "Jin Baichuan, do you dare to come out and fight!"

The sound was deafening, and the echo spread over Guiyuan Villa.