The scene was embarrassing

He opened the window and jumped in holding his breath.

8.

Nobody cut him.

Mr. Yan was lying on the bed very peacefully, as quiet as a dead man.

Tang Qi tiptoed over, took off the wooden sword hanging from Mr. Yan, poked his waist very cautiously, and then walked over with confidence.

If Shusheng Tan hadn't boasted Yan Shaoqing's martial arts like a fairy, he wouldn't have to be as cautious as he is now.

Yan Shaoqing didn't wake up.

Even a man of gods should sleep for half a day after inhaling so much smoke.

Tang Qi moved over and took a closer look at Young Master Yan's face.

The facial features are regular, the lips are a bit thin, but she looks like a beauty.Tang Qi touched the beauty's face, made mental preparations, and planned to take off Mr. Yan's obscene pants.

Yan Shaoqing was only wearing a single shirt, and Tang Qi wanted to untie his clothes without any difficulty, but as soon as Tang Qi turned him over, he heard Mr. Yan groan uncomfortably.

He was so frightened that he swayed and almost hit his head on Young Master Yan's chest.

So dangerous, so dangerous, his head is so hard, Yan Shaoqing must be woken up.

Tang Qi soothed his little heart, and continued to pick off Mr. Yan's unlined clothes.

Tang Qi never thought of stealing Yan Shaoqing's obscene trousers in the closet, since he made a bet, he must get Yan Shaoqing's personal belongings.

When he touched it, he was still a little nervous.

This thing is too close to the body, no matter how careful Tang Qi is when touching it, it is inevitable that he will touch something that shouldn't be touched.

The beauty looks delicate and delicate, and her size is not bad...

No, he didn't mean anything else, just sighed literally.

Under the faint moonlight, Mr. Yan's long legs were so white that they seemed to reflect the light. Tang Qi secretly said that he was guilty, and didn't dare to look up again under the moonlight, so he hurriedly put on his unlined clothes again.

Tang Qi took the pair of obscene pants that were still stained with body temperature, hesitated for a moment, then folded them neatly and put them into a small box.As usual, after he stole something, he would leave a small cloth note, indicating that Tang Qi was the one who stole it.

... It's not that he was rushing to be beaten up, it's just that, as a man, he stole something from someone, so he had to explain it.

After doing a good job in the aftermath, Tang Qi immediately jumped out of the window and fled, leaving according to the way he came.

He was dressed in black, walking through the darkness like an arrow being shot.

But he himself didn't know where he would fly to.

9.

Tang Qi drank two jugs of wine and was very preoccupied.

Originally, he should be happy that he completed the bet, but now he feels a little uneasy.

On the way back to the capital, there is a small road that must be passed. It was easy to pass, but the decent and the cult made an appointment to fight here at some point, and illegally occupied the official road.

Young man, what can't you sit down and drink two jugs of wine?Be sure to fight and kill, there is nothing to be happy about seeing blood.

"Brother, are you watching the show here too?" The peanut-eating young man next to him sat next to Tang Qi familiarly and raised his eyebrows at him.

"Look at the fart." Tang Qi was afraid that Mr. Yan would catch up, and his tone was not very good, "I'll wait for them to finish fighting."

"It's going to be a long wait. The last time they made an appointment to fight, they didn't finish the fight for three days." The young man said with a smile.

"No food or sleep for three days? You really have energy." Tang Qi wanted to add another sentence, "No wonder he is still single at this age." He hesitated for a while, thinking that he himself hadn't held hands with a girl before, and swallowed this sentence again. go back.

"They have a lot of people, and they change every few hours." The young man said, "I come here to drink and drink during breaks. Many of them have a good relationship in private."

"What's so good about fighting? Is it fun?"

The young man glanced at him, and pondered: "Probably life in the Jianghu is too boring, let's find some fun."

Tang Qi clicked his tongue, and asked Xiao Er to warm up a pot of wine, along with two plates of cold beef.

He naturally knew that this battle between the good and evil factions also meant to learn martial arts, and the dead were really dead, but most people could break through the realm of martial arts from this kind of close-to-death competition.

But he didn't want to worry about it so much now, he just wanted to pass by quickly and show the contents of the box to Scholar Tan.

It's not that he can't use light work, it's just that he saw that some of these people seem to have hidden weapons, and in case someone who doesn't have eyesight throws them into the sky, he will suffer such bad luck.

"Actually, all the righteous people have not come yet, and there is one more on the way." The young man took off the sword on his back, touched it, and said.

Tang Qi just sneezed and couldn't hear what he said, "What?"

"It's Yan Shaoqing from the Yan family." The young man said, "Hey, don't you come from the south? Isn't Yan Shaoqing's swordsmanship quite famous?"

Tang Qi: ...

I don't know, I don't know!

If you stay here again, you will die!

He silently moved the money bag on the table, planning to find a chance to run away.

The young man didn't see his nervousness, and was still chirping, "I don't know why Yan Shaoqing took so long..."

Because Yan Shaoqing's obscene pants were stolen.

When I woke up early in the morning and found my bird slipping outside, I felt very awkward thinking about it.

Tang Qi chose to remain silent. After stuffing the money bag into the skirt of his clothes, he couldn't help touching the small box, and he was relieved after confirming that it was still there.

Calm down, he is easy to tolerate now.

If Yan Shaoqing wants to take revenge, he won't take revenge now, he just pretends to be watching a play, drinking and eating meat here.

Thinking of this, Tang Qi felt much more at ease, and simply raised his legs and looked at the heroes and heroes outside the door with a smile.

The cool breeze has faith, which is wonderful.

10.

Mr. Yan woke up.

He originally wanted to throw off the quilt as before, but when he got up, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

His sleeping posture has always been good, and the unlined clothes on his body should not have turned into this wrinkled appearance.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong with his lower body, but he felt that it was impossible.

……

But, it's true.

This is the first time Yan Shaoqing has encountered such a situation in the past few years in the rivers and lakes.

He heard the crowing of the rooster, turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, and figured out what time it was.

There is a battle between the righteous way and the cult at the gate of Tangcheng, and he has to rush there before it's time.

However, there are more things that attract his attention now.

Yan Shaoqing frowned, took the coat next to her and put it on, got out of bed and found the box in which she put her clothes, looked down lightly, took out a pair of the same style as yesterday, and put it on.

This... how is this possible?

The Yan Mansion is heavily guarded, and he is not a person who sleeps deeply, how could he let someone do such a thing without knowing it?

Yan Shaoqing pondered for a while on the wooden bed, this happened strangely, but no one could tell.

Unable to think about it, the sky was gradually getting bright again, so he had no choice but to get up and fasten his belt, hang the jade pendant around his waist, and planned to go to the appointment with his righteous friends.

But when he was about to step out of the room, he saw a tattered strip of cloth hanging on his wooden sword.

Yan Shaoqing narrowed his eyes, then slowly retreated, and took off the rag on the sword.

A few words were written crookedly with a brush on the strip of cloth. Young Master Yan's face turned dark when he saw it.

[Borrow the son's personal belongings and use them, and return them soon. ?? Tang Qi.Stay yesterday. ]

Do you still dare to leave your name and time?

There are not many people who make a living by stealing things in the Jianghu, but there are really not many people who steal other people's underwear and leave their names like this Tang Qi.

Yan Shaoqing sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the candle on the table flickered up.Following Yan Shaoqing's movements, the cloth also fell on the dancing flames, and was quickly burned into a thin layer of ash.

With the sword in his back, he still straightened his back, and stepped out of the door.

Tang Qi, Tang Qi.

If we can see each other in the future, we will see each other once and call once.

11.

When Yan Shaoqing arrived on horseback, the round had already been played here.

He could have come earlier, but Yan Shaoqing couldn't bear to compete with others disheveledly, and even took a bath and incense before coming.

There are people in the Jianghu who know him, but there are basically not many who know that he has these sissy cat diseases.

Knowing that no one would come to sniff him during the sparring, Yan Shaoqing still tidied up his whole body, not even letting go of his curled hair.He got some wind dust on his face when he was riding a horse, and he wiped it with a handkerchief before getting off immediately, and flew gracefully into the crowd in the middle of the road.

Yan Shaoqing's obsessive cat disease is his mother's inheritance.

His mother was once one of the beauties in Jianghu, but after she married his father, she no longer cared about the right and wrong in Jianghu.When Yan Shaoqing was young, his mother used to tell him some interesting stories about the world, and she also said that she would take a bath with incense before each battle, and by the way, put on a flowery yellow dress to change her body into a plain and clean skirt. This has been the case for ten years .

Although there is nothing particular about it, his mother repeatedly emphasized to him: it is because there are many rough men in the world that this kind of clean, fresh and refined beauty is easy to become famous.

Of course, Yan Shaoqing didn't want to be listed on the list of top ten beauties like his mother.

He felt that such a solemn move was the style of a hero.

12.

Yan Shaoqing had been in the crowd for three hours, and there was not even a trace of blood on his white clothes.

He knew that this was not an exchange of dead hands, so he didn't even draw his sword out of its sheath after he came in.

He took the unsheathed sword and slipped around to poke the numbness on the back of the cultist.

Cult disciple [-]: "...??"

Cult disciple [-]: "Hahahahaha hero, you hit my laugh point, can you solve it, hahaha?"

Cult Disciple Three: "Hero, hold back, I'll order it myself, I'll order it myself!!"

Yan Shaoqing felt that these stupid cult disciples were just hired temporary workers.

He was about to unleash his sword, and the righteous friend who called him changed his expression and stopped him