Chapter 1668

Compared with the martial arts family, the courtyard of the Xiao family can be regarded as a deep house. This house was not left by King Baylor. It was left by a literary scholar at the beginning. Later, the state assigned it to master Xiao because of his hard work.

The ancient books in the library were not easily preserved in the red storm. Otherwise, there would be no such well preserved ancient books now.

The library is located near the back house of the Xiao family's courtyard. In front of it are the main building and the side yard, where the elders of the Xiao family live with their lineage.

Then there is the partial garden and garden. There is always a quiet reading place in the house of literary people. For example, when we watch Liaozhai, scholars always listen to the night reading in Yuxuan in the bamboo forest.

Then the beautiful women in the painting came, and after a night of romantic intercourse, all kinds of dog blood.

The courtyard of the Xiao family also has such a place. It is very remote. On the left side, it is next to the garden and the outer wall. The courtyard there is deep and the trees are uneven. No one wants to go there.

Because there is a very tall locust tree here, which blocks out the sun in summer and covers most of the yard, which is even more frightening.

People don't know the original name of the yard, because this tree is called the old tree yard!

The only thing that can be seen inside the old tree yard is the window of the library, but only a little view can be seen through the gap of the trees.

When the trees are luxuriant in summer, they can't see again.

On another snowy night, Xiao Yan came to Xiao's house again, but this time he didn't enter through the front door, but jumped over the wall.

Fortunately, he has excellent lightness skills. He doesn't leave much trace when walking on the snow.

After turning over the outer wall, he threw out a metal wire to hook a branch of a tree, and the whole person swayed leisurely for several meters, and then jumped to another tree.

In this way, he rose and fell several times, and in a moment, he had appeared on the old locust tree.

Just as he was about to dive into the yard, a desolate Kunqiang sounded again.

"It's a beautiful sunny day. It's full of purple and red. It's full of carved hurdles and treasure, with clouds and fresh clouds."

This is the "thrush preface". Unexpectedly, someone can sing so touching that people can't believe their ears.

"Du chungong Zhen protects Fangfei from being shaken by the Xiaofeng, so that beauties and talents miss less and are very happy in their dreams..."

Suddenly, someone took the word, and they sang with you and me.

Xiao Yan is familiar with the sound in front. It's Shen Qingyi. The vocal cord in the back is a little thick. It sounds a little imposing. It must be Shen Qingping.

The woman really came to take refuge in her sister. Their story was really complicated. They were raised by two families and became canaries who can sing.

It's hard to meet each other now. It's rare to start singing in this snowy night.

The childe and dandy in the capital haven't heard the voice of the sisters for decades. Today Xiao Laojiu is blessed to hit him.

He was fascinated by what he heard in the tree. It just stopped below. The two sisters shook their sleeves and even wore costumes.

The man's appearance should be Shen Qingping, who often dresses up as Liu Mengmei. The Huadan in pink should be Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingping really has a heroic face, but she is old and doesn't have much aura. Her face is very thick. But it is still in place to describe it.

And Shen Qingyi was a little abnormal. Her pink and Dai was very light, but she had red lips. Because it was cold, her face was white and red, and she even felt a little like a girl.

Moreover, she is petite and exquisite. She looks like a drowning fish and a falling wild goose. Looking at her small waist, she can hold it. She moves around under her feet for a while. She is very similar to Zhao Feiyan.

No wonder the two sisters attracted all the childe brothers in the capital at that time. Indeed, they were not fuel-efficient lamps.

However, no matter how nice it sounds, you can't continue to listen. Make a quick decision. If you kill Shen Na for revenge, you have to quit quickly.

So he turned over and fell from the air. His clothes were floating. Only his clothes were hunting, but there was no sound when he landed.

He suddenly appeared in front of the two women. They were frightened. Shen Qingping knew that the visitor was going for her daughter and couldn't help but step back.

Shen Qingyi was not afraid of Xiao Yan. He stopped in front of his sister and shouted, "Wu, the thief, broke into Xiao's house at night. What do you want to do?"

"Want to kill!" Xiao Yan pulled out a long knife from the back of his waist, which was brought out of the star picking building of the Wu family.

Shen Qingyi took another step forward and shouted, "it happens that I'm tired of living, so please bother me to kill me."

She craned her neck and closed her eyes.

Xiao Yan came out from the shadow under the locust tree and looked at her with great interest. Finally, he put the knife around her neck and asked, "are you afraid?"

"What I can feel is that your knife is very cold, but my heart is very hot. Stab it in hard, kill me, relieve your hatred, and then leave!" Shen Qingyi closed her eyes very calm, even her eyelashes did not shake.

Xiao Yan looked at her, looked at the woman who moved him, and said, "when you fall under my knife, the blood will spread from you. In the snow, there is a shocking pool of blood. The scene is really beautiful."

"Then why don't you do it?" Shen Qingyi was a little surprised.

"Grievance has its head and debt has its owner. I didn't come to you today. Besides, you want to die. You must have been hurt by someone, but it's not me who hurt you. You shouldn't ask me to kill you." Xiao Yan raised his hand and ignored her. He raised his hand and pushed her away.

As a result, her outstretched hand was suddenly hugged by her. Then she grabbed Xiao Yan's arm and flew back. She threw the sleeve on the other side, and a dagger came out and stabbed Xiao Yan's back heart.

This skill is really sharp. It's a pity that he met Xiao Yan. She twisted her arm and only added a little strength.

He threw her directly from above and photographed her directly on the snow. The knife in her hand was immediately photographed and flew out.

Xiao Yan's knife was pressed on her neck in an instant. He said ruthlessly, "don't challenge my bottom line. You can't bear my anger."

When he spoke, he deliberately made a little cruel. In fact, he was reluctant to kill such a good actor of Kunqiang opera and such a beautiful woman.

But there was something wrong with Shen Qingyi's reaction under him. She looked at Xiao Yan in a daze, with an incredible and complex look in her eyes.

"You finally came back. I thought you would never come back in your life." she suddenly cried. Tears poured out and looked at Xiao Yan crying.

He was speechless. He didn't do anything. He just fought back. He said, "don't give me such a tear attack. I tell you, it's useless. Get up quickly and it's useless to stay on the ground."

"Xiao Lang, you are true to your word. Did you come back to take me away? My Xiao Lang!" while talking, Shen Qingyi suddenly stretched out his hand and held Xiao Yan tightly in his arms.

This time, he was caught off guard. He was full of arms and wanted to push her away again, but he found that she was too hard to care about the knife on her neck and had been scratched.

Xiao Yan had no choice but to let go of the knife for fear of hurting her.

Shen Qingping in the back picked up the knife and thought that her sister was still powerful. She was preparing to stab Xiao Yan quietly, but she saw her sister crying so sad.

"Sister, take a closer look. Who is he?" Shen Qingyi cried.

Shen Qingping looks at Xiao Yan with sharp edges and corners, clear eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth. She is a handsome man.

Moreover, he was in the Northwest last year, blowing the vicissitudes of life all over his face. In addition, he was a little bearded because he was worried about cold songs these days. This time, he didn't look like a young man at all.

"God, you are still alive, you are......" Shen Qingping's knife fell to the ground, and she stepped back several steps.

But just then, the door suddenly remembered the dense footsteps.