Two swords come from the west [Comprehensive martial arts]

Although Ren Ci said to treat guests, in the end, the four young people worked together to cook a pot of stew in an iron pot.

The early spring in the south of the Yangtze River is very cold, but it can still feel warm when walking around the pot.After all, he was a debtor, Sikong Zhaixing washed a few clean bowls with a wink and put them in front of Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Changran.As for Lu Xiaofeng... Sikong Zaixing resolutely stated that he would not serve him.

Anyway, it was something I did it myself, Ye Changran took a piece of golden flour pancake and handed it to Ximen Chuuxue bowl.The top layer of the pancake was soft and had some moisture, but the bottom part close to the pan had already shown a caramel-like color.

Ye Changran also picked up a piece, and it made a "click" when she bit it into her mouth. She chewed it loudly, but it was very sweet.

A girl like her always makes people feel that she should dignifiedly scoop up the dessert in the jade bowl with a small silver spoon, and savor it slowly and carefully.But now she is eating pancakes that a countryman often eats, but it doesn't make people feel that there is anything wrong.

"Since it's the same food, how can there be any distinction between high and low?" Seemingly feeling Lu Xiaofeng's surprised gaze, Ye Changran blinked his eyes, and bit down several times like a little squirrel eating. .

Her already chewy face was a bit rounder, and the tip of her nose was covered with a thin layer of sweat due to the heat from the iron pan, which made the child look even more cute by more than a little bit.

Ximen Chuuxue rubbed the tip of Ye Changran's nose with the back of his hand. Unlike the warmth of his palm, the back of the man's hand had a jade-like texture and exuded sandalwood that permeated his skin. Ye Changran couldn't help sniffing and twitching. The movement of the little nose was infinitely magnified by the spikes on the twin swords behind her, and it was clearly just a small movement of Ye Changran, but the spikes behind her trembled because of this small movement, betraying the master completely.

It's just that this was a little too intimate, and no one noticed it except Ximen Chuuxue.

In normal times, it is absolutely impossible for Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zaixing, who are narrow-minded in watching the excitement, not to tease Ye Changran and Ximen Chuuxue, but at this moment they all stop what they are doing and look not far away. Looking around, he even forgot to tease Miss Ye family and Ximen boy.

In the Jiangnan in the early spring, fine snowflakes fluttered at some point, and the fine snow stained the clothes, but it disappeared instantly when it fell to the ground.The glittering and translucent crushed snow just hung a curtain between the sky and the earth, like a veil.

In the fine snow, a man wearing a bamboo hat slowly approached this branch of the Beggar Clan.

According to the rules of the beggar gang, no matter whether it is the main rudder or the sub-helm, they do not lock the door, and even open the door when there are people around.Beggars call their homes everywhere, and it is not a "home" if the door is not closed.

It is precisely because of this that the man wearing the bamboo hat was able to come all the way unimpeded to the depths of the beggar gang's rudder.

He is not very tall, and the bamboo hat on his head is not made of oiled paper with brown silk that people in Da'an usually use, but is made of bamboo strips one finger wide.

Ye Changran glanced at him, doubting whether this man's bamboo hat could keep out the rain and snow.She didn't think the thing on this man's head looked like a bamboo hat, but rather like the fence that her cook used for cold noodles.

What's even more strange is that in such a cold early spring, people like her who come from extremely hot places in the South China Sea have to wear thick fur-leather boots, but this person is only wearing a pair of white silk socks and a pair of Xie Gongzao.

According to legend, Xie An is a special wooden clog made by Xie An for mountaineering. This kind of shoe is very good for mountaineering, but it is worn in Jiangnan in early spring... It is one thing whether the feet are wet or not, even if it is cold, it will freeze to death Bar?

This person was out of place, but it couldn't conceal the sharpness of the long knife in his hand.

His blade was very cold, even colder than this snowy early spring.His sword was so long that it didn't have a scabbard, and he didn't know if he didn't have it from the beginning, or he discarded it before entering the beggar gang's helm.

This person just walked up to Ren Ci quickly without saying a word. Compared with his vigorous and powerful appearance, the leader of the beggar gang who was still fishing for vermicelli in a pot with a large Haikou bowl suddenly became Very out of class.

Ren Ci: Hello!You guys!That expression just now is disgusting!It's disgusting, that's right!

But before Ren Ci had time to get angry because of the subtle disgust on these people's faces, that person had already walked up to him.He has a little beard on his lips, but it is not the usual way people from the Central Plains stay, but more like a wanderer from Japan who is far away from this place.

No, it's not like, by the time he says a word, that jerky accent and his weird attire say a lot about his origins.

And it wasn't until he approached that Ye Changran saw a thin and small boy next to this person.

This Dongying wanderer is not very tall, but when he stood in front, he still completely covered the child behind him.The child didn't hold an umbrella, and his thin and small body was swaying in the wind and rain, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth and insisted, because what he was holding in his arms was obviously a younger child!

The little ball in the child's arms looked like he was under a month old, but at the moment the little ball was sobbing and crying, but he was too small and weak, even the crying was very faint.

Ye Changran was the first to notice these two children. She quickly ran over and led the two children, one big and one small, to the stove under the eaves.

The eaves can block the snow, and the stove is very warm, and it is not far from the Dongying Ronin. The buildings of the Beggar Clan are not stacked, and the spacious courtyard allows people to see the scene inside at a glance.

The slightly older child patted the baby in his arms reassuringly, his movements were distressing and skillful.

Ye Changran sighed a little, turned around and filled the child with a bowl of fragrant broth from the pot, and added a few pieces of stewed pork ribs and chicken legs that could be easily detached from the shredded meat.

The child licked his lips, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Changran, looking very vigilant.

Ye Changran didn't care about this kind of scrutiny. The baby was tied to his chest with cloth strips, so Ye Changran directly stuffed the bowl of hot soup and meat into the child's hand.

"You just don't trust us, and you don't want to eat our food, you can still hold your warm hands." Considering the Chinese proficiency of the Dongying rogue just now, Ye Changran spoke slowly and clearly.

After a long while, the child blinked slightly while holding the hot soup, but couldn't help but put his little hands on the edge of the bowl.

The temperature from his fingertips made him shiver, but the warmth and the smell of food that spread all over his body made the child a little unbearable.

Finally, as if after a series of intense ideological struggles, the kid finally picked up the whole bowl of broth with both hands, and took a sip very carefully and cautiously.

He paused for a while, and found that there was nothing uncomfortable about him, so he swallowed heavily.

Perhaps the little baby in his arms smelled such delicious food for the first time. Originally, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the bowl in his brother's hand. He also yelled "Ahhh", as if begging for food.

The slightly older child and the Dongying man were both wearing clothes embroidered with family totems, and the little child's swaddling clothes hanging on his elder brother's chest were also of the same pattern. It was because of this that Ren Ci was a little confused why these three people came here.

But he wasn't confused for a long time, because the Dongpu man had already raised his knife to him, as if he was going to challenge him.

This man traveled thousands of miles, and Ren Ci would not have believed it if it was just to fight Ren Ci, but now he is standing in front of him. But he also felt the determination of this Dongying person.

If the other party wants to defeat him, and then use the name of "defeating the leader of the beggar gang" to travel to the Central Plains martial arts... The more he thinks about it, the more he thinks it is possible, so Ren Ci's eyes on the Dongying people become more and more unkind.

After all, although Ren Ci didn't make much achievements as the leader of the Beggar Gang, he couldn't helplessly watch the face of the Beggar Gang being thrown on the ground and rubbed against.

Knowing that he could not retreat, Ren Ci took a deep breath and prepared to fight that Dongying man.

"The dog-beating stick won't hurt the unknown person. Your Excellency, it is better to report the name." Ren Ci swung the dog-beating stick studded with layers of gold a few times, and Ye Changran once stepped on it. The place was covered with a thick layer of gold, which shone dazzlingly in the sun.

"Tianfeng Fourteenth Lang." The Dongying man introduced himself word by word.

When two people fight together, just like a true gentleman who watches chess without speaking, Ye Changran should keep silent when watching the other two compete, and should not comment wantonly, let alone intervene.

But when Ren Ci and Huantian Feng Shishilang were fighting in full swing, Ye Changran suddenly drew his sword.

Her sword came out from Ren Ci's front, and went straight to the dog-beating stick in Ren Ci's hand.

Ren Ci is not someone like Ximen Chuuxue who regards the things in his hands as sacred, so when Ye Changran's sword came towards his wrist, Ren Ci decisively threw down his dog-beating stick.

"Are you seeking death on purpose?" Ye Changran said to Tianfeng Shishilang, a chill suddenly burst out in the eyes of the teenage girl.

Tianfeng Shishilang laughed loudly, but after laughing, he knelt down in Ye Changran's direction with a "thud": "I hope Mr. can accept my son as an apprentice." As he said, he pushed the child who was still drinking soup.

Ye Changran looked at the distance between himself and Ren Ci, and began to think about the possibility that Tianfeng Shishilang had eye problems—after all, he and Ren Ci were almost at opposite angles, how could he still worship him? wrong?

The author has something to say: Ren Ci, who seems to be the protagonist but has actually been a supporting role for a long time: God is teasing me! ! !

Hehehe girls, Tianfeng Shishilang has it all, is it far away without flowers?It's a pity to be a monk or something, it's the kingly way to abduct Qixiufang hahahahaha