I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

Shao Mubai recognized the whip, it was called "Red Snake Whip", it was made from the snake skin of Hengyu's big red python, second only to Duan Wuji's "Jiaolong Whip".Although there is no blood on the human body, it can leave a sharp wound, red and purple, and the pain can erode the bone.

This is their strategy, yesterday the bustard led people to chase Pingge, if today Pingge appeared in the south building unharmed, everyone would be suspicious.So they pretended that Ping Ge was caught up and brought back to the south building, where they were "taught" well.

Ling Xiao whipped Ping Ge suddenly, and Ping Ge bounced off the ground in pain.

Duan Wuji stood aside and clenched his fists, watching Pingge's fair skin being beaten to pieces, watching him in pain, but still biting his lower lip without making a sound.

Seeing that clenched white fist, Shao Mobai felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to go forward and hold it to comfort him, but he thought about that terrible cleanliness, so he retracted his outstretched hand, and only stretched out two fingers to clamp it. He gently tugged on his sleeves, only to let the man's strong feelings out a bit.

And Duan Wuji's feelings can be drawn out because he is not the person involved, but Ping Ge can't.

Ling Xiao didn't look at Ping Ge's expression, swung the whip in a circle, sucked the air, and then fell heavily on Ping Ge.

The clothes that were already as thin as cicada's wings were torn apart by the whip, and the color of the wound was terrifying.Ping Ge's stunning face was deformed by the pain, he circled his hands into fists, and bit them tightly in his mouth.

The bustard stood aside, taking a panoramic view of all this, and finally couldn't hold back.His brow furrowed suddenly, and then he quickly opened it, taking two steps forward to stop Ling Xiao's third whip that was about to fall.

"Master, please put it down for the time being. If you continue to beat this skin, it will be useless. At that time, Chu You undresses and sees that if Huan love is lost and he is kicked out, it will not be worth the loss!"

Ling Xiao stopped his hand in the air, and after a long time, he threw the whip on the ground, Ji Danan said two words, "Forget it."

Bustard quickly said: "Thank you for your understanding!"

But Ling Xiao said: "Even if you can't bear it anymore, surely Chu You won't just sit idly by."

The smile on Bustard's face froze, "Yes, what I said is true."

Afterwards, he hurriedly called out to the strong men beside him, "Hurry up and carry him down, apply some medicine, and then change into clean clothes!"

Avoiding the support of the strong man, Ping Ge struggled to get up from the ground, raised his delicate chin, his face was as white as paper, and said: "No need, I always do these things by myself."

This arrogance is a bit like a wolf's blood.

The bustard took a look at the wound on his body, and felt a little unbearable, "But the wound on the back should be helped by someone, right?"

Ping Ge slightly hooked his lips, and said: "No need. The back is less fleshy, it will be fine in a few days, and it doesn't hurt."

Bustard didn't try to persuade him any more, and Ling Xiao didn't say a word either.After Ping Ge finished speaking, he bowed his head to the two and left.

The bustard looked at his back as he went away, turned his head and made fun of Ling Xiao, with a hint of astringency in his smile, and said: "My lord is really cruel, if I were him, I would definitely lose my temper and leave!"

Ling Xiao frowned, and said, "He won't."

The bustard turned around the silk in his hand and said, "My master makes such a decision, but he really doesn't regard us as human beings! You must know, although we are obedient, we also have a temper."

Ling Xiao looked at him, and said quietly: "No matter how you play your temper, you won't be able to overcome the sky."

Ping Ge's sincerity, or to be more precise, is the sincerity mixed with admiration, which determines that he will not betray.And Ling Xiao, taking advantage of this point, settled Ping Ge's pawn.

Shao Mobai lowered his eyebrows, saying that the killer was cold-hearted, but he didn't expect that the killer's master was heartless.

Ping Ge took care of the wound in the house, even if it was a treatment, it meant to wipe it with clean water.The bruises from being punched and kicked by those strong men were actually not serious, and they dissipated after two days.It just looks red and green, which is scary.

The most important thing was the two whips that Ling Xiao whipped, although they were not many in number, they were all whipped with all their strength.Just on his white back, there was an ugly big red cross.

Pingge said that there is less flesh on the back and it doesn't hurt.But when he changed his clothes from time to time and got involved behind his back, the cold sweat that suddenly broke out on his forehead let people know that he was trying to be brave again.

Perhaps, Ping Ge was just being humble and didn't want to show weakness in front of Ling Xiao.Or maybe, the pain is too much, and the heart is numb.

Fortunately, the hardship was not in vain.That night, Chu You really came.

Judging by the hurried appearance, he must have escaped from the house again.Although he is the head of the family, even a nobleman, those servants who cling to him are not cheap, and it took him a lot of effort to get rid of them all.

When he arrived at the South Tower, the place was bustling with activity.Many people upstairs and downstairs have already taken their seats, facing the flower platform in the middle.

The flower stage is used for performances in the south building, and those who can perform on this flower stage are all red cards of the south building.Before the red card came out, the bustard opened the scene with a handkerchief in his palm:

"Oh, everyone, it's the right time to come to our place today! Yesterday, a young man almost ran out of our building, and we didn't make any business all day yesterday, and we couldn't sweep it. The young master's elegance. Today, I specially asked him to present a piece of ugliness, so I can take it as an apology to all the masters!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to make a palm, and a few dancers came up to dance.The dance is mainly to attract jade, and the red card that comes out later is the right one.

The bustard stepped off the stage in a hurry, walked to the back, and said to Ping Ge who had already changed into another red dress: "After the dance is over, you can go up. The master specially explained that you are good at dancing swords, so I just made such a move." It's a play."

Ping Ge was dressed in red, and his appearance was not inferior to that in black at all, and the bustard helped him put on make-up, which was gorgeous but not vulgar, charming but not coquettish, it was extremely good.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he said: "I remember..." After a pause, he still asked without giving up, "Where is the master?"

Bustard pointed to an inconspicuous corner on the second floor, "Looking from above!"

Ping Ge drew his sword out of its sheath, nodded and said, "Well, I will do my best."

Bustard thought for a while, but still told him: "You have to pay attention, the purpose this time is to let Chu You take you back to the mansion, you must not accidentally kill him!"

Ping Ge glanced at Chu You in the crowd, he had already found a square table to sit down under the leadership of the servant, facing the flower platform.

"Don't worry, I will never make mistakes in the things my master entrusts to me."

On the flower platform, rustling red petals fell, and several dancers Pingting retreated—it was time for Pingge to take the stage.

The bustard took a glass of wine from the tray beside him, stopped in front of his eyes, and said, "Drink this wine, it will make you more courageous."

Ping Ge paused, took the glass and drank it down.Then he let out a breath, clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, nodded towards the bustard, turned around and walked towards the flower terrace.

"Pingge!"

The bustard suddenly stopped him from behind, as if he couldn't bear it, "I just want to take revenge, don't blame him!"

Ping Ge was magnanimous, he didn't think these injuries were serious, so he turned to look at him, and said: "The boss is serious, I wait for the life of an ant, how can I be disrespectful to my master."

Ping Ge stopped in the middle of the flower platform, he wore a veil, only showing a pair of soul-stirring phoenix eyes.Holding the two swords in his hands, he took a swirling step and swiped around the stage, waiting for Sizhu.

"Ta! Tat!"

When the drums sounded, Pingge held the hilt of the sword backwards and turned a sword flower.Then, with a light step, she got up and jumped up, wearing the red dress, like a phoenix with wings fluttering.In an instant, the sword flower burst into anger, as if it had the fierce momentum of a dragon.

Pingge's sword is not as soft and lingering as Jiao'e's, which is soul-stirring.It's not as majestic and majestic as the hero's, swallowing mountains and rivers with arrogance.His sword, when it is slow, is like a bright moonlight in mid-air.When it is played in a hurry, it is like thunder in the clear sky in midsummer.The peach petals flew in the air along with his sword flow, and then floated down.

"Zheng-"

Just as everyone was immersed in the feast, the accompanying guqin made a mournful sound, and was split in two in response.The sudden loud noise was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and a hole was smashed on the ground with a "snap".

what happened!

Even Shao Mobai, who was on the sidelines, felt nervous, let alone Pingge, the person involved.

"Uh!"

I saw that Pingge's legs went limp for some reason, and he fell to the ground. He barely supported the ground, stared blankly at his right hand, shocked, and couldn't believe it——just now the sword got out of his control and went straight to the ground. Flew straight out.

He is a killer, he can't hold the sword...

But in fact, he has lost all strength now, and he can't hold things at all, as if he is stepping on cotton, and his hands and feet are not his own.

The sound of silk and bamboo stopped abruptly, and those who had just been sipping tea and admiring Ping's singing, dancing and swords stood up one after another, looking at the masked man who fell on the stage and tried to get up.

The bustard hurriedly brought a few strong men to the stage, and said with an apologetic smile, "Oh, gentlemen, please be safe and don't be impatient. This young man's tricks are unfamiliar, and you are laughing at me!"

A few impatient ones couldn't hold back anymore, and cursed: "It's fine if you didn't come to pick up the guests yesterday, but today I want to watch a dance, so I'll take this kind of stuff out to spoil my grandeur! Grandpa sees that the south building of yours is still closed. Forget it!"

The bustard hurriedly asked someone to hold those people back, and said: "Don't, don't! Just take it as a way to save face for the slaves. I will pick good things for the masters today, and I will definitely serve the masters well. !"

The few people sat down resentfully, and the bustard said again: "But this young man, I made an appointment with the slave before, if the sword dance is not good, then hang the sign of Xitou and sell yourself!"

According to the regulations of the Nanlou, Dongtou Pai is a performer, and Xi Tou Pai is selling oneself.

Ping Ge was at a loss - this rhetoric was different from what they had discussed in advance!

The bustard asked two strong men to help Ping Ge stand up, and smiled at the men in the audience: "This young man's dancing skills are not very good, but his appearance is very good." Then he walked away leisurely. In front of Pingge, Xuanzhi lifted his veil.

Sure enough, there was a sound of breathing.

Just, Ping Ge's life experience is a bit abusive, be forewarned, the main cp is still very sweet