If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Jing Yilan didn't care about this person's expression, his body-holding technique is very powerful, few people in the Jianghu can untie it, let alone this little prostitute who has no martial arts at all.

He deliberated over and over again, and finally stretched his hands to the hem of his clothes, and took off his clothes.

Feng Xiu's eyes widened, he never expected that this person almost killed himself when he came last time, and now he wants to take his body.

It's really a downturn in the world, people's hearts are not old, and it's tragic.

Although Jing Yilan doesn't have the ability to read minds, the words in this young man's heart are clearly written on his face, it's hard for him not to notice.

Even though talking to him was just superfluous, but maybe it was because the man's touch just now made the old man unhappy, so he also said a word: "I don't bother to touch you."

After speaking, he wrapped the wind sleeves with the outer robe that he had taken off, and carried him out through the window.

If you don't disdain, don't disdain, anyway, you won't give money, I'm still not happy.Feng Xiu cursed in his heart.

Jing Yilan travels between the two places by relying on this horse named Xueyue.

Except for a black hair on the forehead, this horse is completely white, hence the name.

Shengjing and Kangzhuang are thousands of miles away, Jing Yilan rode alone, and it took two or three days to arrive.Now the weight is doubled immediately, and the time is probably doubled.

Feng Xiu was tied hands and feet by him and placed on the horse's back, with his stomach facing down. The journey was bumpy, and his stomach was tortured a lot. If he hadn't eaten anything, he might even have to vomit bile now .

After leaving the Nanfeng Pavilion, Jing Yilan no longer worried about being discovered, so she simply untied Fengxiu's acupoints to prevent him from getting sick due to lack of energy and blood.

As soon as Feng Xiu regained the opportunity to speak, he began to chatter non-stop.

"Heroes, heroes, where did your teacher come from? Your sword is so sharp, you can sell it for a lot of money."

"Are you going to sell me? I'm lazy and can't sell for a big price. If you want to solve your needs, I can help you."

Jing Yilan usually doesn't like to be in contact with people, this is the first time he has seen such a noisy man, his face was blue and black, and he felt a little depressed immediately.

Feng Xiu still said nonsense without fear of death: "Hey hero, the grass here is soft, it must be very comfortable to roll, do you want to try it?"

Jing Yilan heard him talk more and more dissolutely, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and hit his dumb acupoints.

Feng Xiu couldn't speak, so he became a mouthless partridge, even if he had thousands of sentences to utter, he couldn't utter a single word.

He didn't know why the King of Hell in white clothes wanted to arrest him, but it was not a good thing after all.He has been familiar with two places all his life, one is the Leng Mansion, and the other is the Nanfeng Pavilion. Now that he stepped out of the building and saw the world outside, he could not tell the difference between the south, the east, and the north.

He was afraid that this person would catch him to fry and eat meat, not to mention how scared he was.

He has to find a chance to slip away, and he must not sit still.

Although Jing Yilan and Nie Rujiu are not on the same page, but he is quite sophisticated in handling things for Nie Rujiu this trip.

His trip was only to catch people, so naturally he had to go back quickly, he prepared dry food and fresh water, and was waiting to take this young man to Shengjing.

But when it was time to eat, the young man refused to eat no matter what, even if he stuffed it into his mouth, he would not swallow it.

Jing Yilan looked at him coldly, and his heart was also cold, seeing that he didn't want to eat, he didn't urge him to eat, and started to eat with water.

Fengxiu couldn't speak, so he simply used his body instead of words, gesticulating with his teeth and claws, very funny.In Jing Yilan's eyes, his appearance like this is simply ugly.

Jing Yilan couldn't see it, so he relieved his acupoints.

Feng Xiu seemed to be resurrected, and said to him: "I don't eat these things."

Jing Yilan took out the sword leisurely, with one draw and one stroke, he cut the cake in his hand into two halves.He put his sword back into its sheath, picked up the cake, broke it into small pieces, stuffed it into his mouth, ate it slowly for a while, and then gave him a merciful look: "If you like it, don't you eat it."

Feng Xiu was startled by the way he drew his sword at first, and then he was very angry.This is really a big ice cube, the cake can obviously be broken by hand, but he insisted on cutting it with a sword, clearly to scare himself.

But he changed his mind, this swordsman could easily kill him, why kidnap him.After careful thought, he guessed that he might be trying to catch him alive.

So his waist stiffened in an instant, and he said to Jing Yilan, "Then you will starve me to death."

Jing Yilan glanced at him indifferently, then quickly looked away, as if looking at him too much would make her eyes dirty.

Feng Xiu's one plan failed and he made another plan. When Jing Yilan had eaten and drank enough, he complained that his stomach hurts.

Jing Yilan looked at him coldly, with impatience all over his face.

"What are you going to do?" He shouted.

Those who have been in the Fengxiu Qinlou Chu Pavilion know how to read words and expressions best.He acted like he was in great pain, and simply clutched his stomach and fell to the ground, weeping and saying: "I haven't eaten for several days, and the madam treats me harshly and doesn't give me food. How can I eat this kind of dry steamed buns?" .”

Although Jing Yilan felt that it was deceitful, but looking at his face full of bitterness and hatred, it didn't look like it was fake.

After deliberating over and over again, it was finally Jing Yilan who made the compromise first.He picked up Fengxiu from the ground with one hand, threw it on the horse's back, then stepped on the stirrup himself, and got on the horse.

"I'll take you to the market town, lie down honestly." Jing Yilan pulled the reins and clamped the horse's belly tightly.Xueyue has been raised under his hands for many years, and she knew what he meant best, so she ran out on the spot.

Seeing that he had been tricked, Feng Xiu beamed with joy, immediately thinking about how to escape.

Jing Yilan brought him to the market town, dragged him off his horse, threw him to the side of the street, and said to him, "Tell me what you want to eat."

Feng Xiu was a little surprised to see him so forthright.He turned his eyes around, and at a glance, he fell in love with the most glamorous and magnificent restaurant on the street. He pointed to the word "Visitor" waving in the wind on the restaurant, and shouted to Jing Yilan: "Just This room."

Jing Yilan frowned slightly, feeling more and more dissatisfied with this young man.He was holding the horse with one hand, and with the other he was pulling the collar of the wind sleeve, and dragged him over.

At the Laike restaurant, Fengxiu finally got the treatment of dining at the same table.

Xiaoer's eyes were sharp, seeing Jing Yilan's extraordinary demeanor, he hurried over and asked, "You two guests, what do you want?"

Jing Yilan didn't even raise her eyelids, but Feng Xiu yelled and said, "What's the best food here?"

Listening to what he said, Xiao Er knew that a big customer came today, and quickly said with a flattering smile: "In our restaurant, the best food is beggar's chicken, sauced pork, and Dongpo pork..."

He reported the names of a bunch of dishes, which made Feng Xiu feel a little hungry.

Feng Xiu interrupted him and said, "Give me one of the ten best-selling dishes."

He hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and today he had such a good opportunity thanks to the help of this icy swordsman.Besides, if the King of Hades couldn't afford it, the shopkeeper would definitely detain them, and if the trouble got too big, it would attract people from the government. I'm afraid he would have no choice but to tie himself up.

Feng Xiu was thinking about it in his heart, and couldn't help showing a happy look on his face.

Who would have thought that after Jing Yilan listened to it, without blinking her eyes, she raised her hand and handed an ingot of gold to the little second hand.

Seeing how generous his moves were, Feng Xiu stared straight at him.

Xiao Er hurriedly accepted it gratefully, and ran to the shopkeeper to find some extra money for him.

Jing Yilan glanced at him indifferently, and said: "Just now, I didn't want to die, but now I'm energetic and energetic. After eating, go on the road early, if you want to die, then play tricks, I'll kill you."

Feng Xiu's ears moved, and when he heard the word "on the road", he immediately thought of the road to the west, and he didn't blink or pant, for fear that he would draw his sword and wipe his neck if he disagreed.In the face of power, he had to bow his head, his sleeves retracted, and he sat up straight, just like a student in a private school waiting for his husband to attend class.

Jing Yilan poured a cup of tea into his own cup, the cups and plates in this restaurant were cleaned very cleanly, and he didn't feel disgusted.He held a cup of tea and drank it slowly, as if he was drinking a glass of fine wine.

Seeing his immobile appearance like a mountain, Feng Xiu was afraid that he would just sit down like those eminent monks in the temple.At the same time, he was also thinking in his heart, what would happen to make this icy swordsman who had not changed his expression before Mount Tai collapsed show a different expression.After thinking about it, he found that it seemed that the hand he touched that day made him lose control, and he never did that again.

He became interested for a while, so he broke free from the state of sitting upright, walked around in front of the cold swordsman, and said to him: "Hero, hero?"

Jing Yilan glanced at him, although he had thrown this person into the river last night and let him wash it himself, but seeing this person now, he still feels dirty from the bottom of his heart.

Feng Xiu tried his best to put on an obedient appearance, he knew that his face was a big killer, and this person would definitely not be willing to fight.He said: "Hero, I have been running with you for a day, and I still don't know your name."

Jing Yilan grabbed the hilt of the sword and pushed him away a little, as if she didn't want to pay attention to him.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Feng Xiu walked around from behind him again, walked to his right side, and said: "I see that you are cold all over, and your face is also cold, why don't I call you a cold hero. Leng Bingbing Hero, cold hero..."

Jing Yilan didn't like being bothered by others, so she frowned.

Feng Xiu was afraid that he would really get angry, so she quickly ran behind him again.

"Jing Yilan." Jing Yilan put down the teacup and opened his mouth.

Feng Xiu got this title, after careful consideration, he finally found such a number one person in his mind.Although he was detained in the Nanfeng Hall and rarely came out, the clients who came and went would always tell him something outside.

Jing Yilan, this name is quite impressive.Feng Xiu was thinking in his heart, but on the face he pretended he had never seen the world, and shouted loudly: "Oh my god, you are the hero Jing Yilan, you are so powerful, I finally met the real person."

They were sitting in the lobby, and they didn't enter the private room. When he yelled, the whole lobby heard it.

Jing Yilan gave him a blank look, let him sit down with a low drink.

As soon as Feng Xiu took his seat, he heard someone snort from the left rear.

He turned his head and saw a scar-faced man sitting on a square table, with one on each side.The scar-faced man finished laughing, and said in a louder voice than Feng Xiu just now: "You're laughing so hard, if you dare to call yourself Jing Yilan in white clothes, then I'm still the big devil Qiu Jihan."

Feng Xiu stared at the scar-faced man without blinking a pair of bright eyes, a smile emerged from his eyes, but was hidden by him again.He turned his head and saw Jing Yilan sitting there drinking without changing his face, as if it was none of his business.

Feng Xiu looked at the man with the scarred face, and said to him: "Uncle, what are you talking about? Could it be that Jing Yilan is still lying. In my opinion, the cold hero is so powerful, how can he pretend? "

Before the scar-faced man could speak, someone from another table joined in: "Even if Hero Jing is going to show up, he should show up in a big city like Shengjing. Why did he come to a small place like ours?"

"Yeah, he doesn't have all his hair on his face, and he looks like a pretty boy. I'm afraid he's dreaming of being a hero and wants to soar into the sky."

"Don't say it, if Jing Yilan is really here, I'm afraid we all have to run away. Which brother hasn't committed any crimes, their heroes, will tolerate us low-level people?"

People in the lobby were talking about it, but Jing Yilan seemed to be deaf, and continued to drink tea calmly.

Seeing that he would not be provoked, Feng Xiu simply challenged the people at those tables: "You talk so much, but I see, there is no one who can fight."

Jing Yilan stretched out his hand, and was about to pull Fengxiu to sit down, but before he could reach someone, the person at the other end flew out a bamboo chopstick and shot at Fengxiu.

Jing Yilan narrowed his eyes, moved his hand, and pressed the wind sleeve on the table. He didn't even draw his sword, but blocked it with the scabbard. The scar-faced man who made the shot flew over.

"Ah!" The scar-faced man couldn't dodge in time, his face was scratched by the chopsticks, and he screamed immediately.

Seeing that his accomplice was injured, the two people at the same table stood up and shouted: "How dare you hurt my brother, do it to me!"

With his order, five or six men stood up at the same time and attacked Jing Yilan together.

Seeing this, Feng Xiu slid off the table like a loach, and ran away on his back.

Only the waiter was serving the dishes, looking at these quacks with bitter hatred on his face, and begging his grandpa to tell his grandma: "Don't hit me, gentlemen, don't hit me, the table in the shop..."

As soon as Fengxiu left, he didn't know where he went.

When Jing Yilan got rid of those people and came back to look for them, she realized something was wrong.

He rushed out, only to find that Xueyue chained to the back of the inn had disappeared.

Feng Xiu escaped from Jing Yilan's grasp, not to mention how happy she was.He was clutching the meat buns he got with some money from Xiao Er, biting them while walking, and he was about to find a coachman to take him away, but when he just left the alley, he saw the cold swordsman and the respected family Standing at the exit of the alley with a godlike look, his face was dark and dark, as if he was about to kill someone.

He hurriedly turned around and ran back, and was caught by Jing Yilan within a few steps, and was carried outside.