My Wife Has an Embroidery Needle

"You group of murderers!" Jin Qiu'er also recognized them. When the enemy met, she was extremely jealous. She wished that she would be caught by Yan Shou in time when she rushed to kill the enemy.

"Qiu'er, don't be impulsive!"

The swordsman ran to the leader and complained, "Deputy leader, they are the ones who rescued the little bitch, and Ah Ning's mouth was injured by that bitch in red."

Yan Shou frowned, "Be more respectful with your mouth."

"Hmph." The gang leader narrowed his eyes, glanced at Yan Shou and the others, and grabbed the big knife at the counter, "It turns out that you are meddling in your own business! Hand over the little bitch quickly, and I will let you go! "

Seeing that they were still so domineering, Yan Shou couldn't help scolding, "Obviously the matter is your fault, not only planting and framing, but also murdering people to silence them, is there no shame?"

"Yes, you self-proclaimed decent villains killed my mother and all my relatives, and I want you to pay with blood!" Seeing the enemy in front of her eyes, Jin Qiu'er gritted her teeth and said, unable to swallow this breath no matter what.

"Hahaha, it's extremely ridiculous." A murderous look rose in the eyes of the gang leader, and he glared at Jin Qiu'er angrily, "This little bitch must have lied to you."

Yan Shou calmly said, "If this is the case, I think this matter should be handed over to the martial arts leader to find out who is wrong and who is right. The truth will naturally come to light one day."

"That's right, the leader of the martial arts alliance is just and honest. If you Yunjian sect is really right, you will be treated fairly. If you bully the few here with more, it is really not what we are decent!" Unaccustomed to them coming out and saying.

"This matter is my Yunjian Sect's private matter. If you want to get involved, don't blame me for the big sword in Fu Zhongren's hand!" The gang leader gave him a sideways look, then pointed the tip of the knife at Yan Shoudao, "Okay , Having said so much, it's just that you don't want to hand over the little bitch, so don't blame us for being rude."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of them all drew their swords, ready to strike.

At this time, Yan Shou looked around, besides some people in the rivers and lakes, there were also ordinary people, and the shopkeeper looked nervous. He also opened a wine shop. Of course, he knew that it would be heartbreaking if someone got into a fight and damaged something, so he said, "Wait a minute, This is the inn, if you really want to call, let's go out."

"Thank you, guest officer, thank you, guest officer." The shopkeeper understood his intentions and bowed his hands repeatedly to thank him.

"Okay." Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fu Zhongren didn't want to do things too badly, so he beckoned to his subordinates, "Follow me out."

When they all walked to the street, the two sides stood on one side, Yan Shou looked at the circles of martial arts people surrounded by watching the excitement, and suddenly regretted it. Anyway, he did it too high-profile, and thought of a series of things. After asking the question, he grabbed Dongfang Bubai's sleeve with a worried expression on his face, leaned forward and said, "Baiyi, wait a minute, can you not do anything, or I'm afraid..."

Dongfang Bubai looked at him sideways, "Are you afraid of getting into trouble?"

"No, I'm afraid that those people will pester you in the future. I don't want you to have trouble."

Dongfang Bubai stared at him for a while, then said, "Okay."

"Hmph." The gang leader waved the big sword in his hand, staring at Yan Shou, "Let me see your skills, let's make a move."

Dongfang Bubai observed the opponent's posture, and said to Yan Shou, "This man's martial arts are not weak, but you are more than enough to deal with him."

For his praise, Yan Shou smiled wryly, trying his best to conceal the fact that he knew martial arts, but now he has to perform it in front of so many people, it's just... exhausting.

He stood up and cupped his hands weakly, "Okay, please enlighten me."

"stop!"

At this moment, a strong wind blew, and pink petals bloomed all over the sky. When everyone used their sleeves to block the wind and sand from blowing into their eyes, Yan Shou slightly raised his head and squinted his eyes, as if he saw a white dress fluttering in the air. The handsome man actually fell slowly from the sky.

The author has something to say: Yan Mu came to visit, "It is said that some people in Jianghu also like to wear mourning clothes, cough, white clothes."

Stupid bug, "Yes..."

Yan Mu turned his head to look at the last part of the article, stroked his chin and said, "I'll give [-] points to this pretense, the bug writes it well!"

Stupid bug "..."