The Right Way to Be a Qualified Male Match

, everyone wore long swords around their waists, which made her hesitate for a while.

Some people saw that she looked pretty good with Liu Mei and red lips, so they threatened and said: "Could it be that the little lady saw that a group of us men were embarrassed to come in?" Others also laughed out loud, and some closed their eyes.

Mingzhu's face was filled with heat when she was told, she turned around and said a few words to one of the maids, then she and others tidied up a place, waiting for the master to come and rest.Some people saw her maids busy with work, laying cloth pieces, setting up shelves to boil hot water, and they all wondered in their hearts whose young lady was out for such a day.

Just as she was thinking about it, a girl outside carefully helped a man who was tightly wrapped and walked in. Seeing that the slender figure was really a young lady, men and women were different, many people turned their eyes away, some is still staring.

It's just that after being supported to sit down, the tightly wrapped man took off his cloak and veiled cap to reveal a handsome face, although his figure was thin, but he didn't have the slenderness of a woman. Obviously a man.

Someone frowned and looked away.

"Is your son okay?" Mingzhu handed over a bowl of hot soup, and said worriedly, "Can you bear this journey in the snow?"

The young man in her mouth didn't look as old as a weak crown, he was wearing a snowy green long dress, his hair was as black as an ebony jade crown, his face was fair but bloodless, when he was about to speak, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed, The cough could no longer be stopped.

The girls and boys around him didn't seem to be too flustered, and they warmed him up in an orderly manner. After a while, he stopped coughing, swallowed a mouthful of hot water, and said in a voice as light as a breeze, "I thought I could get him sooner or later." Back home, but I didn't expect the snowstorm to come so fast," he said with helplessness in his eyes, "Mother is going to worry about me again."

Some people couldn't see his weak appearance, so they said: "I think the young master's body is not good. I know that the family is worried about the young master, but why do you want to go out in this cold weather?"

The corner of the young man's lips raised slightly, he didn't respond to his sarcasm, he just said: "What the chivalrous man said is true."

But some people couldn't see that their master was being bullied, so they stood up and said: "This chivalrous man doesn't know something. My son is not in good health. Many years ago, my wife went to the Ciren Temple to offer incense and money to pray for my son. Today is my wish. On Sunday, it is natural to brave the heavy snow and enter the mountain."

Her voice was melodious, and she didn't feel stage fright when facing several martial arts professionals, and they nodded repeatedly.

After she finished speaking, the young master lightly scolded: "If you want to talk too much, don't come here." There was just a slight smile in his eyes, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was not unhappy. The young master said: "The servant at home It's rude, I hope you knights don't care too much."

The heavy snow outside seemed to show no signs of stopping, and the ruined temple was also quiet, except for the coughing of the young master from time to time.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the sky broke the tranquility in the ruined temple, and the silent martial arts practitioners jumped up suddenly, drew their swords to meet them, and became entangled with the people outside the temple. .

The boy Mingshu said unhappily: "My lord, why are you so unlucky, and you can run into these things even if you come out and make a wish."

Minglin looked at him, and said: "Who made you crowed, who said that if you encounter trouble when you set off? It's you."

Ming Shu was not convinced, he clenched his fist and wanted to hit him, but Ming Lin avoided him, and looked at the other girls and boys, none of them were afraid, as if the people outside were not fighting with their lives.

"Okay," the young master coughed a few times, and said in a gentle voice, "Let's not act rashly here, and we won't get into trouble."

However, things did not go as planned, as soon as the young master's words fell, a cold light greeted his face, the cold light flashed in the eyes of Li Guanshi, who had been silent all the time, he suddenly reached out his hand to stop the cold light, regardless of the horrified expression of the visitor, He stepped forward and slapped the man on the ground, and then retreated to the young master.

The young man didn't seem frightened on his face, he looked at the masked man who was spitting out a mouthful of blood, and said, "If you don't come in, wouldn't there be less trouble?" Then he clapped his hands, Ming Lin and Ming Shu stood up immediately Come over, he said: "Go and see who is looking for trouble."

Ming Shu and Ming Lin rushed out, and rushed back after a while, squeezing each other to speak first.

The young master had no choice but to say: "When Mingshu went out, he led Minglin with his right foot for a while, Mingshu said first."

Ming Shu glanced at the displeased Ming Lin complacently, and replied, "My lord, those people outside don't know where they came from, the few people who were in the temple just now were no opponents, and there were already casualties. .”

The young master frowned slightly, and his fair face was full of helplessness: "Then let's go first, so as not to cause trouble."

When Li Guanshi heard this, he immediately pointed to the maids and boys to pack up, put a cloak on the young master, and put on the veiled hat, and then the group of people walked around silently, but they didn't want to get into trouble, but They came looking for trouble, and before they reached the sedan chair, several masked men rushed over, and the group did not panic. A few people were killed in one round.

There were actually quite a few masked people, even Guanshi Li had taken action, and there was only a bright pearl by his side protecting the young master.

Someone saw an opportunity, winked, and wrapped around the pearl by himself, while a sword light stabbed towards the young master, fast and ruthless, in the cold wind and white snow, he couldn't see where the comer's sword was.

The young master acted as if he didn't know that he was in danger, he looked at the heavy snow falling and sighed, "Today is the day to fulfill my wish, I don't want to see blood, but someone will not allow me to fulfill my wish, no matter what."

He took off the valance and threw it away, and the thin silk on the valance fluttered in the snow.

The person stabbing with the sword was taken aback.

The young master smiled slightly, and moved his hand under the cloak. For some unknown reason, he saw a stream of snow-white silk flying out of him. The snow-white silk and the snow-white silk were originally a beautiful scene. The expression on the face of the person holding the sword But it changed drastically, and he immediately pulled away and wanted to leave.

The smile on the corner of the young master's lips faded, and coldness appeared in his dark eyes, "Since you are here, let's stay here." He stretched out his hands, and those hands were as white as his face, with long fingers and neatly trimmed nails. Neat, round and beautiful, he flicked his cuffs, and he held a jade-colored writing brush in his hand. His gesture of holding the writing brush was peculiar, not like ordinary people holding a writing brush, but with all five fingers together. At the same time, the jade-colored hands looked even better against his white hands, and he didn't see him catching up with the fleeing people, but he just stood there and danced a few strokes at the silk and satin, and then said softly: "Go."

The fleeing man let out a scream, fell to the ground and never got up again. The others had already looked ugly when he was wrapped in silk and satin. Seeing the masked man screaming and falling to the ground, they scattered and prepared to leave without any hesitation.

The little prince flew up, his ebony black hair fluttering in the wind and snow, although he didn't have an exquisite appearance, but he was dressed in light blue long clothes and his black hair, but he was also very outstanding, his fingers moved slightly, and the silk and satin were flying with his hand When he went out, there was a scream wherever he went, and finally those masked people all died under the silk and satin.

The young master raised his hand, and the silk slipped into his cuff, he said coldly: "If you dare to come, how can you leave again."

The martial arts people on the side were startled by this scene, and when they saw that the young master was about to leave, they suddenly shouted tremblingly: "You are...Young Master Su Ling Luo Sain Jing!!!"

The young master glanced sideways at him, then took the veiled hat that Ming Shu handed over, put it on, and left in a sedan chair in the cold wind and heavy snow.

The person who recognized the identity of the young master couldn't stand still at this time, and was supported by the equally surprised person beside him. He murmured: "I didn't expect to see Mr. Jing Su with my own eyes." The young master's light blue silk and satin flying to the sky, he sighed again, "This kind of demeanor, even the eldest master Su can't compare!"

fifteen sons

According to legend, the ancestor of the Su family was the Grand Duke of Protecting the Country hundreds of years ago. Unmarried, until his death and burial, he did not have a son or a daughter to serve by his side.After his death, Wan Guan's family wealth bought a place with good geomantic omen for the clansmen, and it hasn't declined until now, and the side branches have also extended extraordinarily much.

The most outstanding one is the fifteenth of the Su family, Su Shanjing, who has been smart since he was a child, with excellent bones, learned martial arts at the age of three, and he has memorized the book of enlightenment by heart. The first-hand family heirloom silk satin is like a swimming dragon, superb.It was just that at the age of 17, he was framed by someone suddenly, and he was poisoned and comatose for half a year. When he woke up, his temperament changed drastically, and he was riddled with serious illnesses.

But in recent years, it is the son of the Su family who has risen. Although he could not see that he was a good seed in the early years, God would not embarrass a person who worked hard. Suppressing his sharpness, and jumping up among the descendants of the Su family in this life, many people secretly guessed that the heir to the head of the Su family must be the eldest son, and some people would think of the fifteenth son who was like a pearl, I can't help but sigh that fate is like this.

Recently, it has been rumored that Mr. Su, the fifteenth Mr. Jing of the Su family, is dying of illness. Even Master Ye shook his head and sighed when he went down the mountain. Everyone in the rivers and lakes thought that Mr. Jing Su was going to die with regret, but they didn't want anyone to see the real person, and they didn't want others to say that Rumors say that there is no cure, it can only be said that word of mouth is too untrue.

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The Su family's main mansion is magnificent, it takes half an hour to take a sedan chair from the entrance gate to the main building, and the generation who can live in the main mansion