Those days of fighting for the male lead with the winners in life [Quick Transmigration]

They stayed in the mountains for two more days, and they left after finishing all the work that should be done.

Bu Weiming's martial arts is mediocre, and he is not very good at working. He can tidy up some furniture. If the roof, pillars, and gables are broken, he can only simply repair them and make them look bad.Shao Zongyan was much stronger than him. After he stayed, he went ahead and cut down a few thick boxwood trees, and cut them into solid logs and whole thick boards with a knife, replacing the creaking beams and columns, and repairing them Dilapidated doors and windows.

Yan Hanjiang went down the mountain a few times to help him buy tung oil, mortar, food and vegetables. Brother Zhu was even more embarrassed to see if he was not working, so he climbed into the house to clean up the broken tiles.Daoist Shao knew that his brother's lightness skills were mediocre, so he was afraid that he would fall from the top, and before he had climbed a few halls, he grabbed someone and threw him into the kitchen.

A guy like Yan Hanjiang who has been refined for hundreds of years and doesn't even wash his clothes can't do it.Shao Zongyan simply sent the two of them to the kitchen, mixed the yellow mud, lime, sand and straw in the yard, wiped all the damaged walls, and even blocked the gaps and rat holes in the brick walls with broken bricks. Porcelain is solid, and this kind of plaster is also applied.

Although there were patches of yellow mud leaking here and there after the repairs were completed, it should be able to survive a few autumn rains until he was cleared of his crimes and revived the sect.

After finishing the work, he stood by the wall with his hands covered in wet mud, seriously considering whether to re-lay the green bricks on the ground.

Standing and standing, a spoonful of hot soup suddenly came to his mouth, he subconsciously took a sip, and slowly chewed out the smooth shredded eel, tender pork and sweet winter bamboo shoots wrapped in the soup.

Looking up along the handle of the spoon, he saw Yan Hanjiang standing beside him, his clothes neat and tidy, holding a bowl of thick and delicious fresh bamboo shoot and eel soup in his hand.

And his face and hands were covered with plaster, strands of hair stuck to his cheeks, and the sweat dripped onto his clothes like mud spots, and the lower half of his robe was still tucked in his belt, which was as ugly as it could be.

He raised his arm, wiped his sweat with the same muddy sleeve, and said embarrassedly: "You and brother eat first, I am dirty, wash before going back."

"No, I'll feed you." Yan Hanjiang took another spoonful of eel soup and fed it into his mouth, blocking his almost refusal, and took a spoonful for himself by the way.The eel soup was boiled delicious and creamy, Senior Brother Bu had a light taste, the eel soup tasted lightly sweet, and after swallowing, there was still that sweet and crispy feeling in the mouth.

As soon as one spoonful was swallowed, another spoonful was delivered to his lips just right.The thick soup sticks to the bottom of the spoon and flows down the lips when drinking.He raised his arm and wanted to wipe it off with his sleeve, but was held down by Yan Hanjiang, who leaned over his face and licked off the soup.

After licking, he licked his lips by the way.

Then, by the way, stuck it into his slightly opened mouth.

Shao Zongyan shook his hands and leaned back desperately, for fear of wiping his whole body with yellow mud, but Yan Hanjiang didn't care about his small thoughts, he pressed the back of his head with one hand, and stroked his waistline with the other, as if trying to swallow his tongue Kissed fiercely.

Bu Weiming squatted in the kitchen, drank eel soup with sweet and sour pickled turnips, and didn't dare to go out for a long time.

They lived in the mountains for several days, but the two inspections of Bichen Villa had caused an uproar in the rivers and lakes.Because of the letter sent by Yan Hanjiang Feiyun, the review spread faster than the rumors in the rivers and lakes, and those sects who had jointly hunted down and killed Shao Zongyan felt panicked.

People in the rivers and lakes live a life of beheading and bleeding, so what are they afraid of?What I am most afraid of is losing face!Yan Hanjiang's move has definitely caught their veins - the majestic lord of a village, a well-known hero in the Jianghu, was forced to apologize in writing to a prostitute who picks flowers, and it was spread all over the Jianghu. Face to face?

Bichen Villa was forced to write this embarrassing inspection just because they were invited by their colleagues and randomly sent a few servants to follow and hunt them down.What will happen to those who organized, personally hunted down, sincerely wanted the life of the demon, and injured him during the siege?

By the time Shao Zongyan and Yan Hanjiang came out of the mountain, the rivers and lakes were already in chaos.The sects that participated in that incident at the beginning sent disciples to inspect everywhere, and when they saw the two men who were a little more energetic, they went forward to check.The two of them landed in a small town, and as soon as they found a stall to eat breakfast, they were surrounded by a group of big guys with martial arts skills.

Freshly cooked snow-white soy milk, green glutinous rice dumpling with filling, sweet-scented osmanthus shortbread, multi-colored rice cake, fresh meat dumplings with thin skin and large filling, translucent shrimp siu mai with flower petals, and crispy roasted sesame seeds White sugar biscuits... are the most popular breakfast on this street.

Shao Daochang had just scooped two spoonfuls of sugar and sprinkled it into the soy milk when the warm sunlight on his face was blocked by someone.A burly and strong martial arts student came from the east, slapped the table with his palm, and shouted violently: "Where did you come from? Those who have not registered at the Pingtian Sword Wang's checkpoint are not allowed to walk around in the city at will!"

The people behind him also took a few steps around, drew out their long swords and forced them forward, yelling and asking: "What are two men sitting and eating together, if you don't want to be beaten, separate!"

These people are too unreasonable!Shao Daochang was angry from the heart, and the evil turned to the guts. He raised his head and stared at them, and asked coldly: "What is the Wang family? Is it true that this city does not respect the laws of the king, but only the rules of your family?"

But even when he was angry, he had an air of resentment and resentment, his petal-like lips were slightly opened, and his eyes were brighter than usual, as if the Milky Way in the sky had fallen into those eyes, shining and moving.

A few young people who had never seen the world almost went up to apologize to him. Fortunately, the leader of the team was an older disciple who had been tested by wind and moon. Male or female, narrow eyes, likes to seduce people, no matter men, women, old or young can attack... That's right, this is the demon way! The man next to him is still wearing black clothes, looking like a dejected ghost reincarnated, just like Bi The news from Dust Villa is also correct! Come on, brothers, take these two down, and go back to ask the old Patriarch for a reward!"

He drew his sword and went up, and the disciples behind him also drew their swords and slashed up.But the long sword couldn't even touch the sides of those two people, and it seemed to be pushed away by something in the air, but it was drawn towards his own people, and several people saw blood in the blink of an eye.

The more crazily those people attacked, the more bloody their companions were wounded.And the two they wanted to hold were sitting in front of them, eating all kinds of snacks and drinking sweet soy milk, as if they were in another peaceful and stable world, far away from the swords and swords here.

The more they couldn't cut it down, the more frightened this group of people became, attacking them desperately, until everyone was bloodstained and some people couldn't bear the pressure and began to flee, Yan Hanjiang stood up from his chair.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he suppressed those who wanted to escape, with a calm expression, and looked at the blood-stained humans on the ground as indifferently as he looked at broken bricks and tiles: "Who will allow you to go? After I finish eating breakfast, take us to Wang family."

Those people showed off their might when they came, but they were pushed to the ground after a few strokes.The small vendors who usually start trembling just by hearing the word "King" hid from a distance to peep at their distressed appearance, and talked about the two in low voices.

"I never imagined that the children of the Wang family would be in such a mess."

"How did they chop themselves up?"

"Is this still human? Didn't even touch them..."

"It's a fairy! If it's not a fairy, how can it have such means!"

"It must be. Look at that man in black. He didn't even touch them with his hands. He just pressed them down and crushed them to the ground."

"The god has appeared, and those who disrespect the great fairy will have no good results! Hurry up, big girl, go home and get the bag of incense candles that Dad hid!"

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Amidst the painful wailing of the swordsman and the whispering of peddlers and diners, Yan Daxian finished his breakfast slowly, got up and grabbed a handful in the air.Those human beings who were pinned down by him stood up again, some of them still wanted to struggle, but couldn't even raise their hands, so they could only stare at them with murderous eyes.

Daoist Shao has always been soft-hearted, and couldn't help persuading him: "Can't you be more honest? Brother Yan, this is for your own good. Otherwise, just ignore you and let you kill yourself, how many people can stand here now?"

"Bah!" One person said angrily, "It's obvious that you have harmed us, and you are still pretending to be good people here! I think you, a vixen, are behind the instigation..."

Before he finished speaking, Daoist Shao went over to pick up his leg and swung it down, smashing it hard on the stool, the wooden board was smashed to pieces, and his head was bleeding.He took out the silver from the man's pocket and threw it on the table, looked up at the rest of the people, and said very logically: "I don't need to instigate behind the scenes at all, one hand is enough to deal with people like you."

This hatred was more stable than that of Yan Xianchang. Those people called out the injured disciple's name and cast their resentful and forbearing eyes on him, but they dared not act presumptuously due to their coercion.

Yan Hanjiang took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands for him, then coldly ordered those people: "Lead the way, we are going to Wang's house."

"You are looking for death on your own..." The leader showed a distorted smile, and ordered someone to pick up the disciple who was injured by Taoist Shao. The mansion.

There was a plaque at the gate that read "A sword flattens the sky". Before they could pass by, disciples of Wang's family poured in from the corner of the street with swords in hand.Among them were disciples sent by Minshan, Wuchen, and Qingfeng to support them, besieging them in the middle of the street.

Behind the crowd, Wang Zhixing, the head of the Pingtian Sword Sect, stood high on the steps outside the gate, behind him were the masters sent by his own sect and outsiders to support him.There was a fierce killing intent on his body, he raised his hand and clenched his fist in the air: "Jie Chunyuan Wuji Sword Formation, kill!"

The originally seemingly disorderly flow of people walked around them lightly for a few steps, turning into a formation that was closely intertwined like layers of gears.The few people who brought them here were also wrapped in the formation, and the layers of sharp sword points faced them regardless of whether they were enemies or not, and pierced into their bodies after the gears rotated and engaged several times.

"Master!" "Brother!" "Don't kill us, let us get out!"

The screams aroused their brothers and elders to hate the enemy even more deeply. Wang Zhixing told the audience with deep pain, "I am more heartbroken than you for what you have suffered today. But if If you can’t get rid of these two, there will be more sects and more Jianghu people who will be harmed by them. The sect will take your sacrifices to heart today, and will honor your burials in the future. Stand up! There are no disciples who are greedy for life and afraid of death, you must use your own flesh and blood to uphold the justice of the world, and kill this pair of demons and devils!"

Under his encouragement, those disciples seemed to really forget the pain, stood up bloody and shouted: "A man will die if he dies. You can't let the demons and demons see the joke!"

"Yes, if they hadn't hurt us first, we should be besieging them in the sword formation now, how could we be surrounded there!"

"I would rather die than fall into the name of the Pingtian Sword Sect!"

The expatriates behind Wang Zhixing also praised: "Old Master Wang is really a righteous person, we should also follow the Pingtian Sword Sect, and share the heavy responsibility to get rid of this pair of demons and demons!"

How loyal, how righteous, how crazy...

Although Luanjian couldn't touch them, Daoist Shao couldn't bear to use other people's sacrifices to build up his reputation, even though he always felt deeply indebted and sympathetic to Old Master Wang.

Back when he was refining alchemy in the Wang family, the daughter of Mr. Wang's head fell in love with him for some reason, and publicized it to everyone, and it was a good marriage that was arranged before.Both the Pingtian Sword Sect and the Wuchen Sword Sect who were married at that time hated him to the bone, and they were also one of the few families that worked hardest to hunt him down.But he is indeed responsible for this matter, he happened to think of it on the way to be hunted down, and often regretted not running away decisively when he found out that Miss Wang was in love with him...

"What are you thinking about again?" Yan Hanjiang lifted his chin, smoothed his frowning brows with his thumb, and brought him back from his memories.

Shao Zongyan shook his head while holding his wrist, and sighed: "It's just old things, I think too much, that was then, and now is now. I was sorry for Mr. Wang at the beginning, but it doesn't mean that now I can just sit back and watch him disregard human life like this."

He struggled out of Shao Zongyan's arms, looked up at those high-ranking heroes, and sighed softly: "Master Wang, even if we have personal grievances between you and me, you can sit down and talk slowly, why bother with these innocent people?" What about the disciple's life?"

Wang Zhixing said angrily: "Who hurt my disciple and came to Pingtian Sword Gate? If you want to sit down and talk with the old man, what kind of demons are you doing now?"

The injured disciples in the sword array also shouted: "Don't listen to the bewitchment of the demon way, take these two people down, and avenge the shame of our sect!"

Shao Daochang sighed: "It's too difficult to reason."

As soon as the words fell, a golden bronze medicine stove half a person's height suddenly appeared in the air.Because there was a wounded person lying underneath, Shao Daochang didn't wait for it to land, he bent down and grabbed the foot of the furnace, lifted it up and swept across a row of gleaming long swords.

Broken swords flew around, and several people holding the swords were also taken away.The originally well-arranged sword array was torn open a gap, and the blunt and heavy blow violently broke all the delicate layout and complementarity. No matter how sharp the sword was, it could not cut through the several centimeter thick furnace wall. Twisting and whining under the force.

More and more people were accidentally injured by flying horizontal swords and knocked down by stoves.This unrelenting ferocious momentum crushed the place, and those passionate disciples of Pingtian Sword Sect began to calm down, retreated quietly, and actively opened a passage in the wave of swords.

Daoist Shao held the furnace foot flat in front of him with his right hand, and pushed away the crowd step by step, onto the high stone steps of the palace.Yan Hanjiang followed behind him with leisurely steps, with his hands folded in his sleeves, he didn't seem to be doing anything, but the sword and hidden weapon stabbing from behind couldn't hit them no matter what, so he turned around and stabbed himself on people.

Shao Zongyan held the medicine stove steadily, pointed the mouth of the stove at Wang Zhixing, and said calmly: "Master Wang, can you and I talk calmly now?"