Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

Song Yanqing didn't wait long, and just after nightfall, there was a slight noise outside.

A hook came in and carefully raised the deadbolt.A few seconds later, Zuo Xingyun slipped in quietly.

As soon as he saw Song Yanqing being hoisted, Zuo Xingyun immediately rushed up to meet him, cut off the rope and hugged him in his arms.

He moved a little hastily, and his arm hit Song Yanqing's wound.

Song Yanqing gasped, pushed Sang lightly and said, "Take it easy, it hurts."

Zuo Xingyun blushed, and he whispered, "Speak up, I'm Xiaotao's man."

"The scholar didn't follow?" Song Yanqing said.

"I'm here alone." Zuo Xingyun said, and hugged him directly.

Seeing that the person was rescued, the subordinates who had been squatting in the nearby house immediately regained their spirits.One by one, they rushed out shirtless, wielding big knives.

It is probably because I have stayed in the imperial city for a long time and have not seen what real bandits look like, so I know that the screams of wow ah ah ah, at first glance, it sounds like a group of monkeys.

They all wore makeup, and they couldn't see their usual appearance for a while.Xu Kang, who did their make-up, had just graduated from the school not long ago, and his skills in disguise were not very solid.It's okay to draw one person, but if there are too many people, it will inevitably be a bit heavy.

Zuo Xingyun hugged Song Yanqing, and sideways dodged the cutting blade.

Their faces could be vaguely seen by the moonlight, Zuo Xingyun groaned and stopped, Song Yanqing was almost cut.

Zuo Xingyun didn't pay much attention, but the men holding the knife were quite frightened.

He took a few steps back abruptly, yelling.I didn't know what to say to hide my nervousness, so I could only shout the set lines in a low voice.

"My hundreds of brothers in Heilongzhai are watching from the sky. Today I will make you pay in blood!"

When Xu Sijiang looked for them, he had already said that these people were bandits from Heilongzhai, Zuo Xingyun was not surprised.

While dodging the attack, he murmured suspiciously: "Ah, am I dazzled? These people all look alike."

Song Yanqing saw it more clearly, what he said was similar, they all looked the same, only the beard and hairstyle were different.

It is not a good thing for Xu Sijiang's vest to be exposed too early, Zuo Xingyun is very loyal, he will only strictly implement the arrangement of the red girl.Do everything possible to join forces with Song Yanqing to kill Xu Sijiang.

As for Song Yanqing, he was unwilling to confront Xu Sijiang with a sword in his life.

It's just that there seems to be a serious shortage of talents on the side of the film emperor Xu Wangye, and the acting skills of these group performers are simply unbelievable.

Strictly speaking, Xu Sijiang is actually a good person.The life of the people in his fief is rich and comfortable, which is far better than that in the capital.

The people under him are also very pure-hearted, they are loyal, and they have not done many acts of bullying others.The thing they did the most was, with a wave of Xu Sijiang's hand, they rushed forward to fight for the prince.

Seeing that Zuo Xingyun was about to discover something abnormal, Song Yanqing hurriedly coughed heavily.He clutched his chest and groaned in pain.

Zuo Xingyun directly put aside the question, swung his knife away from the 'bandit' in front of him, and flew out with Song Yanqing on his feet.

Those subordinates didn't dare to stop them, they followed behind and yelled.

Song Yanqing always felt that something was wrong when he heard it, he looked back, and saw a small bandit staggeringly following the large army, brandishing a big knife taller than himself, staggering to follow.

Song Yanqing's first thought was that Xu Sijiang hired child labor, but on second thought, it might be his adopted son Xu Kang.

Zuo Xingyun originally wanted to bring Song Yanqing back to the stronghold, but under his persuasion, he went back to Nanfeng Pavilion.

Zuo Xingyun nodded to the procuress who came up to meet him, and walked upstairs with Song Yanqing in his arms.

While checking Song Yanqing's wound, he said in a low voice: "The Nanfeng Pavilion has been saved, but it's not the red girl who did it. There is another force involved in this matter, you should be careful."

Song Yanqing nodded, and Zuo Xingyun continued: "The scholar named Mo Nanchen came to look for me. I don't think he knows martial arts. Why are you so wary of him?"

"I don't see martial arts. It may be because he doesn't know martial arts, or it may be that his martial arts are much higher than you and me." Song Yanqing looked down at his chest, and said with a hiss: "The wound medicine those people gave me is not ordinary. I was poisoned when I was arrested, Miss Xiaotao should know what it is."

"You mean there are people from Yaowang Valley on the opposite side?" Zuo Xingyun said solemnly.

"Only Yaowanggu can have such a great ability, just touching it for a moment, it can seal my internal energy." Song Yanqing recalled: "At the beginning, I thought it was because I was injured too badly."

"Do you know that man in red?" Zuo Xingyun asked.

Song Yanqing shook his head and said, "I just met him once and got into a fight with him."

"What about those bandits?"

"It's a disguise. I led a team to encircle and suppress Heilongzhai back then. I can be sure that no one escaped." Song Yanqing paused and changed the subject. He observed Zuo Xingyun's expression and said, "By the way, that What do you think, scholar?"

"How else can you see, just look with your eyes." Zuo Xingyun said helplessly: "You always say that he has problems. I have been staring at him, but I can't see any problems. He lives in a place on West Street. In the private house, there is a distant relative of the shopkeeper of the tailor shop, the shopkeeper has worked here for six years, and he is honest and honest."

"Does his family have children?" Song Yanqing asked.

"He didn't marry a wife, but there is a child in his family, who is also his relative, and the scholar brought him here to study." Zuo Xingyun took a sip of tea, rolled his eyes and joked: "Does the scholar have martial arts? I didn't see it. But my brother knows that the scholar has other thoughts about you, brother."

Of course Song Yanqing knew that Xu Sijiang would like him, and the feelings engraved in the souls of several lifetimes of reincarnation affected them.

He groaned, raised his brows and said, "Brother Zuo, where do you start with this?"

Zuo Xingyun immediately became interested, he didn't speak, he just jumped out of the window.

After a while, someone was brought in, and Song Yanqing looked up.Xu Wangye, who was dressed as a scholar, was picked up by Zuo Xingyun like a little chick.

Zuo Xingyun threw the scholar on the ground, and Xu Sijiang really rolled on the ground.After lying on the ground for a while, he got up and straightened his collar, shrunk his neck with his hands in his hands, and stood obediently aside.

Zuo Xingyun originally wanted to tease him, but when he saw the scholar's useless appearance, he became very angry.

He could see that Song Yanqing liked this scholar a little bit, he didn't mind his brother's habit of cutting off sleeves, Long Yang was good, but the scholar was really not worthy of his virtuous brother like a slave.

Zuo Xingyun looked at the scholar who shrunk his neck, and then at Song Yanqing who had soft eyes beside him.The more I look at it, the more I feel that one of these two people is the sky and the other is the earth, and the more I look at it, the more I feel that my brother is blinded by lard.

He took a deep breath, walked over a few steps, raised his foot and kicked the scholar, and said viciously, "Hold your head up for me, look at me in a distressed way."

Song Yanqing watched from the side, and silently lit a piece of wax for Zuo Xingyun.

In the original text, Xu Sijiang almost wrote the word "resentment" on his face.He hates the prince, because the prince pointed at his face when he was young, called him a slave and made him kneel down.

Xu Sijiang is the emperor's brother, the prince's words have messed up his seniority.But Xu Sijiang really knelt down, and made a note of the prince in his heart, even though the little prince had just learned to speak at that time.

Looking at the silent Xu Sijiang, Song Yanqing was sure that he must be keeping accounts in his heart now.

Today Zuo Xingyun kicked him, and tomorrow he will kick Zuo Xingyun to death.

Song Yanqing sighed, and he coughed lightly, attracting both of them's attention.

"Yan'er's wound hurts?" Zuo Xingyun hurried over, hugged him and began to check his wound.After the medicine was applied, Zuo Xingyun had nothing to do, he just groped around his wound.

Halfway through touching it, he raised his head in doubt, looked around and said blankly, "Huh? Did a mouse get in here?"

Song Yanqing glanced at Xu Sijiang who was grinding his teeth, grabbed Zuo Xingyun's hand and said, "Farewell, someone is watching."

He hinted wildly with his eyes, but Zuo Xingyun didn't receive it at all, and thought he was winking.

At that moment, she hugged him with a smile, took a sip on the cheek, and grinned provocatively at the scholar.

Song Yanqing felt that the temperature in the room had dropped, and he looked at Xu Sijiang.

The man still stood obediently, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly, but his hands hidden in his sleeves kept shaking.

Zuo Xingyun thought that the scholar was mad at him, and he wanted to force the scholar to resist.Although there are some problems with the status of a scholar, he is still pleasing to the eye when he sees a scholar's dignified appearance, and Song Yanqing also likes a scholar.

Zuo Xingyun wanted to give Song Yanqing a check. This scholar named Mo Nanchen might not know martial arts, but he couldn't even have the courage to protect his sweetheart.

Most importantly, he also wanted to test out whether this person knew martial arts.

He raised his hand to touch Song Yanqing's waist, and Song Yanqing quickly hid.

Zuo Xingyun tilted his head in doubt, and asked silently: "Why are you suddenly not allowed to touch it?" '

Song Yanqing clutched his collar tightly, and pouted in the direction of the scholar.

Zuo Xingyun looked over, the scholar was probably really angry.At this time, he was looking at him with a gloomy face, and the sound of rapid breathing was very clear in the quiet room.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zuo Xingyun always felt that there was a murderous aura in the room.

His body tensed up unconsciously, and he said calmly, "Mr. Yan, what are you hiding? I just saved you. No matter what you say, you have to promise me with your body."

Song Yanqing said in her heart, stop quickly, brother, I'm afraid that someone will wring your head off in a while.

Xu Sijiang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head, and said in a calm voice, "You couldn't find him without my report. If there's anything to say, I also did my best to save him."

He didn't call himself 'Xiaosheng' any more, he looked up at Zuo Xingyun, his gaze was as cold as a poisonous snake.

Zuo Xingyun had already noticed the abnormality, he pressed the handle of the knife, and said with a sneer: "Why, you want him too."

Song Yanqing raised his hand to cover his mouth, but was caught by Zuo Xingyun.He drew out his big knife and hugged Song Yanqing tightly in his arms, looked up at the scholar and said provocatively: "That's good, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy together, it's okay for us to be together, what do you think, Yan'er."

The temperature of the room dropped instantly, and Zuo Xingyun pulled out the big knife with a bang.Immediately afterwards, Xu Sijiang rushed forward.

Zuo Xingyun was about to fight when he saw the scholar pick up the teapot on the table and throw it at him.

A handsome and elegant face flushed with anger, he went up to fight Zuo Xingyun, shouting that I will fight with you.

Zuo Xingyun was stunned, he stared blankly at the scholar in front of him, and he didn't react until he was bitten by the scholar.

He restrained the scholar with one hand, turned his head to look at Song Yanqing and murmured, "I thought we would have a life-and-death fight, but I pulled out my knife, so you just show me this?"

Song Yanqing also thought that Xu Sijiang was finally planning to throw away his vest, so he let out a dumbfounded sound.Looking at Xu Sijiang who was scratching and biting Zuo Xingyun, he suddenly felt hot eyes.

"Master Yan?" Zuo Xingyun said hesitantly, "That's it?"

Song Yanqing covered her face and said, "I can't do it anymore, I have a terrible headache."

Zuo Xingyun had already pinched Xu Sijiang's pulse gate, but he still couldn't feel any trace of internal force.

He raised his hand and gave Xu Sijiang a slap, the scholar flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, smashed the wooden table and fell to the ground, holding his chest and vomited blood.

Zuo Xingyun slowly withdrew his hand, looked at Song Yanqing again, and said softly, "That's it? Are you sure?"

Song Yanqing hummed in pain. He looked at Zuo Xingyun, as if he saw the old general on the stage with flags planted on his back.

"I'm actually a little scared." He said helplessly.

Zuo Xingyun walked over to check the scholar's injuries, and found that the man had been knocked unconscious by his palm.

Hearing this, he hummed in confusion, Song Yanqing didn't speak, but looked at him with pity.

He leaned over and patted Zuo Xingyun on the shoulder, and said softly, "Hero Zuo treated me well, I will keep that in mind. Don't worry, I won't let you die."

"Ah?" Zuo Xingyun shuddered and said blankly.

Song Yanqing didn't say anything, he helped Xu Sijiang onto the bed.This person is still pretending to be unconscious, and he is probably writing a small book in his mind, which is filled with a hundred ways to blow Zuo Xingyun's head.

Thinking of this, Song Yanqing couldn't help but look at Zuo Xingyun again.

Zuo Xingyun felt uncomfortable with his loving eyes, rubbed his arms and said, "Look what I'm doing."

Song Yanqing sighed, and joked, "It's nothing, I'm just afraid that one day, I won't be able to see you."

Zuo Xingyun replied, "Why, are you blind?"

Song Yanqing thought, silly boy, how can a person live without a head.

The author has something to say: help post:

Someone kicked my ass, hit me, and took advantage of my partner.

I originally wanted to wring his head off, and then pull it out to whip the corpse.

But I found out later that he is my partner's best friend.

Taking a step back, the more I think about it, the more angry I get, seniors, what should I do?

Waiting online, very anxious.

I am the only one in the sky and the world: It's a joke, he listens to me in everything, and he can take off that person's head with his own hands if I give an order.

Part-time job film at a stall on Tianqiao: I have a doll here, do you want to buy one, it is very convenient to kill people.

Kneel down for me: Huh?He still has such vulgar friends?

Why is the old man still not dead: Hit it, hit it to death.What are you talking about, beat them together.

Xu Sijiang: ... They are so unreliable, how did they catch you?

Loyal dog shou' Song Yanqing: ...how can it be, I think it's very good.